You are Ben Parker, super-powered criminal and thief extraordinaire. After being bitten by a radioactive spider, you underwent a miraculous change, and adopted the identity of "The Huntsman"! But it's not all bad! Your clone brother, Abel Parker, works to protect the city, and potentially help clean up some of your messes. He goes by the name of "Spider-Man"!
Archive:
https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Max%20Spider%20Quest Last time: With the help of his amazing friends, the Huntsman fights off the devious Mr. Degli's demon army, and manages to run him out of town! With him gone, Ben's new employer is able to exercise more freedom in the way that she aids the Desperados in their upcoming mission. This includes helping the Huntsman inject himself with energized Horton Cells, granting him the ability to freely produce flames from his body!
With this newfound power, and the aid of the most powerful woman in Las Vegas, the Desperados should've been prepared for anything when they made their descent into the Atlas Foundation's undersea base. But all hell broke lose when they encountered the nightmarish Brood---a race of carnivorous, alien insects!
Will the Desperados be able to find their target and escape the facility in one piece? Find out more in the latest issue of…MAXIMUM SPIDER QUEST!
Rules:
Most dice rolls will be 1d100. Modifiers will be added depending on the situation or on the alien being used(Usually +10 or -10). Crit successes and crit fails apply. Crit fails can be overridden by crit successes, but crit failures cannot override crit successes.
How to Roll:
To roll dice, type “dice+1d100” in the options field without the quotations. To roll dice with positive modifiers, type “dice+1d100+modifier number” in the options field without quotations, and with an actual modifier number. To roll dice with negative modifiers, type “dice+1d100+-modifier number” in the options field without quotations, and with an actual modifier number.
Pastebins:
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https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s 10 Commandments of the Desperados:
https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:
https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2 The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:
https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip Good luck and have fun!
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Fri 11 Aug 2023 18:55:03 No. 5733557 Report Quoted By:
At this very moment, as you were rummaging through cabinets and closets, searching for expensive-looking drugs in the medical wing of an abandoned undersea base, you couldn’t help but feel that nothing was going your way today. This mission was supposed to be a simple smash and grab. Find the girls, grab the converter, and smash whoever gets in your way. Only, the obstacles you found down here were too numerous and deadly to be smashed by simple means. Unlike the Morlocks, you had no history with the Brood. However, that did nothing to prevent you from developing an intense hatred for the freakish hellspawn. And on top of everything, now you were being told by your new unlikely ally—an Iron Man wannabe wearing the colors of the American Flag—that these things were trying to sneak through a portal that would allow them to invade your planet from multiple entry points. All that made you want to do was blow up this facility once you were done here! You hated this place, and you hated these stupid fucking bugs for forcing you to creep around and plan around them. You desperately wanted to go home at this point. You wanted to see your sister, eat a pizza at Mr. Aziz’s place, and kick back on your couch. Instead, you were skulking around in this dark, dank facility at the bottom of the sea. You heard a nearby groan that mirrored your feelings exactly. <span class="mu-r">“I know. I don’t like this either, but this should all pay off once we’re out of here.”</span> It took you a moment to realize that everyone was giving you strange looks. You heard another groan, but you didn’t think that it was coming from any of your allies. Just then, your spider sense flared up, and you saw a shambling, decomposing figure hobbling towards you. Was that a…a zombie!? Instinctively, you reached for your knife, but Anastasia’s reactions were faster than yours. A sharp blade flew past your head and implanted itself in the undead creature’s skull, killing it instantly. A moment later, two more rounded the corner, their arms outstretched towards you. You were ready this time, your knives in your hands and poised to strike, but something else intervened before you could respond. A pair of thick, vine-like tendrils coiled around their legs and forcefully dragged them back around the corner. You and the others moved to chase after them, not wanting to get cornered in this room by an undead horde. You managed to catch a glimpse of them being dragged into a nearby room, and you cautiously followed the trail to peak inside. Everyone was on high alert at this point. You needed to take care of this without making too much noise, or the Brood would be all over your ass in a minute. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Fri 11 Aug 2023 18:56:40 No. 5733559 Report Peeking inside, you saw a room full of overgrown plants. Vines hung from the ceiling like a jungle canopy, and the floor was covered by thick roots and colorful moss. And at the very back of the room, you saw a wall covered with squirming, snarling, decomposing figures. That horde of zombies that you’d been on the lookout for had already been detained. They were stuck to the wall, a mass of vines invading their bodies and slowly eating them from the inside out. They strained against the vines, struggling weakly to reach you, but to no avail.
That’s when you noticed something else. You were being watched. Not just by the undead, but by a living thing. Or…at least you thought it was alive.
A pair of round, deep blue orbs were facing you, watching you with a mix of caution and curiosity. It looked to be a part of this entire jungle, or…maybe it was controlling the vines that attacked those zombies.
<span class="mu-b">“What the hell is that thing?”</span>
Iara whispered.
<span class="mu-g">“Another experiment, maybe.”</span>
Anastasia pondered aloud.
What will you do?
>”Let’s get out of here before anything else shows up.” >”Do you think we can sell that too? I bet it would make a fortune.” >”Why don’t we take it with us? Nature Girl’s been complaining about having a pet for a while now.” >”I wonder if we can get this thing to fight the Brood. It’d make for a nice distraction while we grab the converter and sneak out of here.” >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:
https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2 The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:
https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip Anonymous
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>>5733559 >"Hello? Someone friendly in here controlling those vines? You can tell the difference between Zombies and regular folks." >"Fuck, there's probably even more sentient life down here besides tin man and our new tentacled friend." Anonymous
>>5733559 >>”Why don’t we take it with us? Nature Girl’s been complaining about having a pet for a while now.” Anonymous
>>5733559 >”Why don’t we take it with us? Nature Girl’s been complaining about having a pet for a while now.” Donny and Boy-Thing will be the best duo.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sat 12 Aug 2023 06:30:26 No. 5733957 Report Quoted By:
>>5733567 >>5733583 >”Why don’t we take it with us? Nature Girl’s been complaining about having a pet for a while now.” Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sat 12 Aug 2023 06:38:40 No. 5733959 Report <span class="mu-r">“Why don’t we take it with us? Nature Girl’s been complaining about having a pet for a while now.”</span>
Everyone turned to stare at you, completely dumbfounded.
<span class="mu-r">“You want to take</span> <span class="mu-s">that thing as a pet?</span> <span class="mu-b">Be my guest.”</span>
Mark gestured towards the plant creature. It appeared to be staring directly at you.
Iara scratched at her neck, looking back and forth between you and it.
<span class="mu-b">“Eh…I’m all about self sacrifice, but for her? I can’t stand that girl. She always treats me like I’m some sort of wild animal that needs taming. It’s pretentious as hell.”</span>
Glass banished the crystal blade he’d formed out of his arm and leaned over to peek into the room.
<span class="mu-g">“She’s just passionate. And a bit misguided.”</span>
The look Iara gave him told you that she had a few words that she thought better fit the description of her fellow antlered Morlock.
Ana placed a hand on your shoulder, standing directly behind you as she marveled at the unusual creature.
<span class="mu-g">“How do you intend to capture it?”</span>
What will you do?
>Try to bribe it with food. That usually works with most animals. >Have Ana help you coax it over. She’s probably good with animals. >Creep over to where the creature’s sitting, reach out, and touch tips with its tendril. It worked in E.T. >Use your Skrull Handcuffs to capture the creature, and store it in your pocket dimension. >Write-in. Pastebins:
Character Sheet:
https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:
https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:
https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s 10 Commandments of the Desperados:
https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:
https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2 The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:
https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip Anonymous
>>5733959 >>Creep over to where the creature’s sitting, reach out, and touch tips with its tendril. It worked in E.T. Anonymous
>>5733959 >>Creep over to where the creature’s sitting, reach out, and touch tips with its tendril. It worked in E.T. Anonymous
>>5733959 >>Creep over to where the creature’s sitting, reach out, and touch tips with its tendril. It worked in E.T. Anonymous
>>5733959 >Creep over to where the creature’s sitting, reach out, and touch tips with its tendril. It worked in E.T. >"Heeeey buddy, do you understand me?... Nice to meet you little fella" >Maybe take of a part of your gloves so it can smell you like dogs do. After all, friendly dogs would let you pet them if they know your smell... Does it even have a smell sense? Anonymous
>>5733959 >Try to bribe it with food. That usually works with most animals. >Creep over to where the creature’s sitting, reach out, and touch tips with its tendril. It worked in E.T Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sat 12 Aug 2023 19:19:58 No. 5734354 Report Quoted By:
>>5733961 >>5734038 >>5734070 >>5734224 >>5734313 >Creep over to where the creature’s sitting, reach out, and touch tips with its tendril. It worked in E.T. Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sat 12 Aug 2023 19:57:14 No. 5734382 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“I’m gonna try and make first contact. Wait here.”</span> You slowly began to walk over, carefully stepping over thick roots and slithering vines, sweeping past your feet like snakes. You tried your best to ignore them, and to not make any sudden movements. You weren’t sure if this thing could tell the difference between you and the zombies, and you didn’t want to give it any reason to think of you as a threat. The plant-creature’s blue eyes stayed fixated on you the entire time, and you tried your best not to meet its eyes for too long. You remember seeing something in a movie about wild animals not liking eye contact. Instead, you let your eyes roam about the room. There were far more bodies in here than you’d initially realized. There must have been a lot more zombies roaming around in this wing before you came along. You tried not to think about whether all of these corpses had been undead or living before they were killed and made into fertilizer for this thing’s twisted garden. At some point, you found yourself unable to move forward. At least, not on the ground. Your Spider-Sense flared up at just the right time, allowing you to avoid being bitten by a bound, decomposing zombie. The floor was lousy with them! <span class="mu-r">“Ugh. Maybe I should’ve packed a shovel.”</span> You took a step back, jumped up, and stuck fast to the ceiling, continuing your steady advancement towards the plant-creature. This involved more than a few uncomfortable brushes with its slithering tendrils and the mushy moss that had clung to the ceiling long before you arrived. Your advance was forcefully halted, however, when one of those vines wrapped around your waist. You stopped dead in your tracks, waiting to see whether you should try to defend yourself or let it do its thing. After about a minute, it loosened its grip a bit. When you tried to move forward again, it compiled around your waist again and held you firmly in place. The message was clear. <span class="mu-g">“I only trust you enough to get ‘this close’.”</span> Instead of trying to fight it, you decided to descend on a webline, meeting the plant-thing on eye level, albeit from an inverted point of view. Slowly, you reached your hand out towards it, silently praying that this thing didn’t have any hidden teeth to bite it off. In response, the creature extended a tendril to meet your hand, allowing you to touch the tip of its tendril with your index finger. It flinched back for a moment, but then became more brave as it went back in to try again. You suspected that this thing hasn’t experienced a friendly touch in a long time. Without warning, the creature’s tendril wrapped around your wrist and started to slowly creep up your arm. You just barely managed to stifle a gasp, and tried your best to sit still during the uncomfortable process. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sat 12 Aug 2023 19:58:15 No. 5734385 Report <span class="mu-g">“Huntsman…”</span>
Prowler whispered warningly. You tried your best to ignore him. And without meaning to, you met its deep blue eyes once more.
What will you say/do?
>Nothing. Just wait and see what it does. >”Come on. You don’t need to be afraid. I’m not gonna hurt you.” >”Hey lil’ guy. Wanna come with me? I’ve got a friend that I think you’d love to meet.” >Give it a name.(Write-in.) >You’re no longer comfortable with this. Maybe you should try and burn the tendril off before it gets any further. >Write-in. Pastebins:
Character Sheet:
https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:
https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:
https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s 10 Commandments of the Desperados:
https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:
https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2 The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:
https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip Anonymous
>>5734385 >>”Hey lil’ guy. Wanna come with me? I’ve got a friend that I think you’d love to meet.” Anonymous
>>5734385 >”Come on. You don’t need to be afraid. I’m not gonna hurt you.” >”Hey lil’ guy. Wanna come with me? I’ve got a friend that I think you’d love to meet.” He's kinda cute, in a weird way.
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>>5734385 I assume no spider sense flared up during that time?
>”Hey lil’ guy. Wanna come with us? We're getting out of here.” Anonymous
>>5734385 >”Come on. You don’t need to be afraid. I’m not gonna hurt you.” >>”Hey lil’ guy. Wanna come with me? I’ve got a friend that I think you’d love to meet.” Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sun 13 Aug 2023 00:11:41 No. 5734593 Report Quoted By:
>>5734390 >>5734396 >>5734399 >>5734493 >”Come on. You don’t need to be afraid. I’m not gonna hurt you.” >”Hey lil’ guy. Wanna come with me? I’ve got a friend that I think you’d love to meet.” Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sun 13 Aug 2023 00:41:55 No. 5734626 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“Come on. You don’t need to be afraid. I’m not gonna hurt you.”</span> As if it could understand your words, you could sense some of the tension leaving its leafy tentacle as it continued slithering up your arm. Maybe it could. You had no idea how smart it was, but it at least seemed capable of registering whether or not you were a threat. Slowly, it began to pry itself off of the thorny fortress that it’d built for itself in this room. <span class="mu-r">“Hey, lil’ guy. Wanna come with me? I’ve got a friend that I think you’d love to meet.”</span> You kept your voice low and soft, trying not to shiver as it crawled up your arm, over your shoulder, and finally resting on the base of your neck. You could feel its tentacles still slung over your shoulders, and the way the fuzzy feelers around its mouth tickled the back of your neck as it… Wait. What was it doing back there? A lukewarm, slightly moist patch of foliage slid over your head and began…purring? Slowly, you withdrew your knife from its sheath and brought it up to reflect the scene back into your eyes. Sure enough, the plant-thing was resting on top of your head, somehow seeming content up there, despite your current inverted position. And not only that, but your new friend seemed to be making itself at home in more ways than one. A fuzzy, moss-like foliage was growing from its tentacles, covering your back and shoulders. It actually looked a bit similar to your last costume, but instead of fur, you had a bundle of leaves growing out from your back, like an incomplete ghillie sniper suit. <span class="mu-r">“I’ll take that as a yes.”</span> Making your way back to your allies, you couldn’t help but notice that they were all giving you strange and incredulous looks. <span class="mu-g">“Either that thing is smarter than it looks, or you have a way with animals.”</span> Ana lightly brushed her hand against one of the creature’s tentacles, causing it to flinch back and retract involuntarily. It felt weird having a living thing take root on your head. You shrugged at her, lightly raising the moss cape that was draped over your shoulders. <span class="mu-r">“Why can’t it be both?”</span> <span class="mu-b">“Damn. I thought Callie was just kidding when she said that you go around adopting random kids. You’d be a kick-ass social worker.”</span> Iara laughed to herself, attempting to touch the creature as well. Ana frowned at her a bit, moving over to block her path. The plant-thing didn’t seem too fond of her. It quivered at her approach, and you had to sooth it by gently rubbing at one of the tentacles on your shoulder. <span class="mu-g">“Are we sure that it’s safe? It could be trying to eat your brain.”</span> Prowler eyed it dubiously. Flint just laughed. <span class="mu-g">“Then the poor thing’s gonna have to settle for a light lunch.”</span> You narrowed your eyes at him. <span class="mu-r">“At least I still <span class="mu-i">have</span> a brain, Sandy.”</span> Glass looked more worried for the creature than he was for you. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sun 13 Aug 2023 00:43:37 No. 5734631 Report <span class="mu-g">“I’m more worried about it, than you. You’d better avoid bursting into flames while it’s sitting on your head like that.”</span> You glanced up at your new passenger and nodded at the Morlock boy. <span class="mu-r">“Noted.”</span> Mark cleared his throat, drawing everyone’s attention to him. <span class="mu-r">“This is nice and all, but I think</span> <span class="mu-s">we should get moving before we get sandwiched</span> <span class="mu-b">between alien bugs and a horde of zombies.”</span> No one could argue with that logic, so you gathered what you could from your raid on the medical labs, carefully stored them in your pocket dimension and proceeded to follow Mark towards where he last saw the converter. —---------- And, as if the universe was playing some cruel joke on you, it turned out that the piece you required to complete the converter was stored in a section of the facility that seemed to have one of the highest concentrations of Brood. They hadn’t noticed you yet, but it was clear from where you stood that there were <span class="mu-i">far</span> too many of the damned things scuttling around the place. Every now and again, you could see glimpses of people, stuck to the walls and shoved into corners, their faces contorted in pain, and their bellies bloated and squirming. The sight sickened you, and you tried your best not to look. <span class="mu-g">“You’ve got to be kidding me…”</span> For once, you had to agree that the Prowler wasn’t just being dramatic. You were starting to think that Cat got off easy here. Iara’s face went pale at the sight of them, and you could see Glass’ eyes swiveling around in their sockets as he tried to count them all. Even Ana was dumbstruck by the staggering challenge presented to her. <span class="mu-r">“There are a lot more of</span> <span class="mu-s">them than there were</span> <span class="mu-b">when I was here last time.”</span> The Prowler glared at Mark. <span class="mu-g">“Oh, really? You might’ve mentioned that we’d be fighting our way through a nest before we agreed to come here.”</span> Anastasia stepped between them before the conversation could devolve further. <span class="mu-g">“Arguing will get us nowhere. We need a plan.”</span> Flint just shook his head, looking back and forth between them and the Brood. <span class="mu-g">“I don’t think I can fight off that many at once.”</span> What will you do?>Give Flint as much sand as he can manage, and have him blow through the nest, drawing as much attention as he can. >Remove the plant-thing from your head, swing into the middle of the hive and release a massive burst of heat and energy. You might not be able to take them all out, but you’ll undoubtedly serve as one hell of a distraction. >Create a breach in the facility, retreat back into the pocket dimension, and have Iara swim through the drowned hive to reach the objective. >Bait them into a bad position, toss the Skrull Handcuffs at them, and pick them off as they struggle to fight their way through the amorphous material. >Deploy your spaceship in an open area and use it to blast these bugs to bits! >Write-in.
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>>5734631 >Remove the plant-thing from your head, swing into the middle of the hive and release a massive burst of heat and energy. You might not be able to take them all out, but you’ll undoubtedly serve as one hell of a distraction. Anonymous
>>5734631 >Write-in A combination of:
>Remove the plant-thing from your head, swing into the middle of the hive and release a massive burst of heat and energy. You might not be able to take them all out, but you’ll undoubtedly serve as one hell of a distraction. >Deploy your spaceship in an open area and use it to blast these bugs to bits! >Set up a Sandtrap (Flint) to hold them in place with our space ship (Prowler) and Mark as crossfire. We do the fire burst then bait them into the trap. Ana, Glass, and Lara guard Mark and Prowler as well as and take out any leader/special brood that presents itself. Ana might also have some more ideas on how to further improve the ambush.
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>>5734631 >>5734900 +1 lmao watch us roll a 100 and nuke ourselves.
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>>5734631 >>5734900 sounds like a plan
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sun 13 Aug 2023 18:42:59 No. 5735325 Report >>5734644 >>5734900 >>5734944 >>5735040 >>5735133 >Remove the plant-thing from your head, swing into the middle of the hive and release a massive burst of heat and energy. You might not be able to take them all out, but you’ll undoubtedly serve as one hell of a distraction. >Deploy your spaceship in an open area and use it to blast these bugs to bits! >Set up a Sandtrap (Flint) to hold them in place with our space ship (Prowler) and Mark as crossfire. We do the fire burst then bait them into the trap. Ana, Glass, and Lara guard Mark and Prowler as well as and take out any leader/special brood that presents itself. Roll 1d100, bo3 for the strength of the solar flare!
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Rolled 68 (1d100) >>5735325 aaaand fumble
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Rolled 26 (1d100) >>5735325 Anonymous
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Rolled 89 (1d100) >>5735325 Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sun 13 Aug 2023 21:08:41 No. 5735457 Report Quoted By:
>>5735329 >>5735330 >>5735413 >89 Nice save! Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sun 13 Aug 2023 23:05:34 No. 5735560 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“I’ve got a plan. But, I’m gonna need someone to hold this guy for a little while.”</span> Your eyes settled on Prowler, but he simply folded his arms and shook his head. Iara looked eager to look after him, but the plant-thing was still too scared of her. It seemed to like Glass, though. <span class="mu-r">“Would you mind?”</span> The Morlock boy squirmed a bit as the plant-thing clambered up the slipper surface of his arms and settled on his shoulders. Iara was visibly disappointed by its choice. <span class="mu-g">“I’ll try my best to keep him safe.”</span> You nodded your thanks. <span class="mu-r">“Alright, so here’s the plan…”</span> —----------- You ran through the plan once more in your head, confident that it should at least put a sizable dent in the Brood’s numbers. It was simple enough. You just had to work your magic. The only problem was, you never really had much of a chance to practice before being sent off on this mission. You’ve sort of been winging it ever since you gained the ability to light yourself on fire. And now you’ve gone and made yourself a crucial part of this operation. Well, there was backing down now. It was do or die, and you weren’t in the mood to die. All you had to do was release all the pent up energy stored in your Horton Cell enriched blood, and try not to blow up with the force of a miniature nuclear bomb. Easy peasy. You took a few deep breaths, paying close attention to the way that the flames dancing across your suit swelled with each exhale. Everyone was giving you a wide berth as you did this, and you could feel their eyes on your back. You couldn’t stall like this for much longer. <span class="mu-r">“Let’s kick the shit out of this ant hill!”</span> And with that battle cry, everyone jumped into action. You swung straight into the middle of the Brood’s nest, flying over an army of fanged devils clad in chitinous dermal armor. They snarled and hissed as soon as they noticed you, and a few of the winged variants were already flying in your direction, their eyes radiating murderous intent. It was now or never…>89 Your entire body was enveloped in flame at this point. Every web that you flung out from your wrist was burning at a similarly sweltering temperature. But the deeper you got into their nest, the lighter your body felt. And after a few more seconds, you discovered that you didn’t need to swing from the ceiling at all. You were flying! You were ACTUALLY flying! An indescribable thrill shot through you, and you nearly laughed like a giddy schoolgirl. But then, you remembered where you were, and you closed your eyes to focus. Just…let it out… All at once, the Horton Cells coursing through your bloodstream activated, and you could feel a swell of power as the supercharged particles infused your body with enough energy to power a city! You radiated power and light. You felt like you could do anything! And what you wanted to do was burn these bugs to ash! <span class="mu-r"><span class="mu-s">“FLAME ON!”</span></span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sun 13 Aug 2023 23:07:13 No. 5735563 Report Quoted By:
And with that, the entire room was enveloped by a bright flash. The Broodlings that were closest to you when it happened were just…<span class="mu-i">gone</span>. Just completely and absolutely fucking vaporized. The ones that were a bit further away, searching for an angle to attack you from where they clung to on the walls, they either became blast shadows or smears the walls that bore a closer resemblance to charcoal rather than a cluster of previously living creatures. But it was the ones that were on the edge of your blast radius, the ones that had received the least amount of damage. They were the ones that truly suffered the greatest loss. The sheer heat of your outburst was enough to peel the scales from their flesh. The air had become so hot in their vicinity that it was literally cooking them from the inside out. Some were rendered blind or inert by the blast, and a few had actually become <span class="mu-i">fused</span> together after their flesh <span class="mu-i">melted</span> and solidified. Like a gelatinous mass of squirming insects. That nearly made you throw up, right then and there. Their screams filled the auditorium, which was why you didn’t hear when Iara began the next phase of your plan. She opened the Storage Vial leading to your pocket dimension, releasing a pressurized torrent of sand that quickly covered the entire floor of the nest. The unsuspecting Broodlings, both injured and intact, were swept up in the golden wave. Following the outpouring of sand, an entire Shi’ar Jumpship flew out from the portal, piloted by none other than the Prowler! And flying by his side was Mark, the hulking metal brute with an entire arsenal of advanced weaponry at his disposal. The remaining Brood stopped struggling and stared up at them as if they were harbingers of death. And in this case, they absolutely were. Both men opened fire, peppering the sand with a relentless downpour of bullets, energy blasts and explosions. The helpless aliens didn’t stand a chance. Some of them tried burrowing deeper into the sand for protection, but somehow, they just kept getting pushed back up to the surface by a mysterious force. Neither Prowler nor Mark spared any effort, or ammo, in their indiscriminate killing of the vicious beasts. But by now, the initial shock of your ambush had worn off, and you were all being charged by the biggest wave of Brood that you’ve seen since coming down here. Or in your case…ever! (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sun 13 Aug 2023 23:08:14 No. 5735565 Report Quoted By:
Most of them were smart enough to avoid the pit of sentient sand that seemed to be grabbing, trapping, drowning and crushing anything that set foot in its territory, so they were mostly climbing on the walls and ceiling to ambush you from above. The winged variants were mainly concerned with the two of your number who were doing the most damage to their nest, as they should be. And they immediately moved to remove them from the equation, their fangs and talons bared and charged straight towards them. And they probably would’ve made it too, if it weren’t for Ana and Glass shooting them down from afar with pinpoint precision. As for the ones that got close enough to pose a threat to your firing squad, Iara dispatched them with deadly efficiency. Her hefty metal blades carved through the overgrown pests like a hot knife through butter. And judging by the wide grin on her face, she was clearly enjoying herself. But the most surprising thing about the scene that was unfolding before you was the unexpected guest that was now resting on the Deep One’s shoulders. At some point, the plant-thing hopped to a different host, and was now working to protect the shark girl from harm. Anything that tried to ambush her was treated with a sharpened tendril to the face. The plant creature seemed to be able to coat its body in a sturdy kind of tree bark that both reinforced its frame and created deadly weapons for it to use in case of emergency. You were starting to see why the little thing was able to hold its own against those zombies for so long. But now wasn’t the time to get distracted. You had to find that converter before- A familiar flash of white crossed the corner of your vision, and you turned quickly to identify it. But you had trouble finding them in the chaos of this scene. Was that…? No. There was no way that she’d be up and about already, right? But before you could entertain the train of thought for a meaningful amount of time, a piercing shriek overpowered every other sound in the nest. It didn’t stop anyone from fighting, but you could see the concern clear on their faces. The ground began to shake with the universal rhythm of footsteps. It was then that the mood of the once defeated Brood began to change. They began to laugh and cheer. The look in their eyes was simultaneously hateful and triumphant, and their bodies shuddered in anticipation for what was to come. <span class="mu-b">“I don’t like this…”</span> Iara wasn’t the only one. Everyone was staring in the direction that the vibrations were emanating from, their weapons raised to challenge whatever it was that was coming your way. But none of you were prepared for what came barreling through the large metal doors leading deeper into the nest. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sun 13 Aug 2023 23:09:17 No. 5735567 Report A massive, hulking Brood, covered in scales and sinewy musculature barged into the room, bringing a fresh wave of Broodlings with it! Its head nearly touched the ceiling when it rose to its full height, and its tendrils were placed along the sides of its face instead of being on its abdomen.
<span class="mu-r"><span class="mu-i">“Intruderssss!”</span></span>
It was the first clear word that you’d ever heard from a Brood, and it was probably one of the worst sounds you’ve ever heard in your entire life. You had an almost instinctual hatred of this thing. But somewhere in there, you could sense an instinctual fear as well.
<span class="mu-g">“It’s the queen!”</span>
Glass’ voice was nearly lost in the chittering cackle that every Brood in the room was echoing with the arrival of their mother.
The Brood-Mother’s large dark eyes settled on your for a moment, and she bared her fangs in a snarl. She raised her arm as if to swipe at you, and you prepared to dodge away from it, but the attack never came. She wasn’t aiming for you.
She plunged her fist into the wall, tearing and clawing at the decrepit structure of her nest with her razor sharp claws. She carved through layers and layers of metal and dull brown resin. For a moment, her actions confused you, but a sudden chill ran up your spine when you saw what came pouring out of that hole she dug.
A torrent of water sprayed out, pooling onto the sandpit that was Flint’s body, turning it muddy and malleable, and freeing some of the Broodlings that had been trapped under the weight of the sand.
<span class="mu-r"><span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-i">“ATTACK!”</span></span></span>
The Brood-Mother’s battle cry seemed to reinvigorate her children, and they charged with reckless abandon towards your team.
What will you do?
>Try to seal up the leak! You can probably plug it up with your webbing and weld it shut with your flames. >Have Prowler and Mark direct their fire onto the Brood-Mother! You need to take her down! >Do your best to distract the Brood Mother while everyone else focuses on the swarm. If there’s anything that you’re good at, it’s being annoying. >Have Iara toss you the Storage Vial. You’re going to use your entire stock of Skrull slime to ensnare the Brood-Mother! >Bait the Brood-Mother into swallowing you so that you can burn her up from the inside out! >Repeat the trick you used to blow a Broodling’s brains out through its nose, but on a much larger scale! >Hold the Brood Mother’s mouth open while your firing squad unleashes their entire payload into her waiting maw. >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5735567 >Try to seal up the leak! You can probably plug it up with your webbing and weld it shut with your flames. >Have Prowler and Mark direct their fire onto the Brood-Mother! You need to take her down! Anonymous
>>5735567 >>Try to seal up the leak! You can probably plug it up with your webbing and weld it shut with your flames. >Do your best to distract the Brood Mother while everyone else focuses on the swarm. If there’s anything that you’re good at, it’s being annoying. Anonymous
>>5735567 >Try to seal up the leak! You can probably plug it up with your webbing and weld it shut with your flames. >Do your best to distract the Brood Mother while everyone else focuses on the swarm. If there’s anything that you’re good at, it’s being annoying Anonymous
>>5735567 >>Try to seal up the leak! You can probably plug it up with your webbing and weld it shut with your flames. >>Have Prowler and Mark direct their fire onto the Brood-Mother! You need to take her down! Anonymous
>>5735567 >>Try to seal up the leak! You can probably plug it up with your webbing and weld it shut with your flames. we still got our old web bombs right? now's the time
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Mon 14 Aug 2023 21:38:36 No. 5736184 Report >>5735573 >>5735620 >>5735990 >>5736093 >>5736138 >Try to seal up the leak! You can probably plug it up with your webbing and weld it shut with your flames. This is the one vote that everyone can agree on, but we've got two more options that are tied 2 for 2.
>Have Prowler and Mark direct their fire onto the Brood-Mother! You need to take her down! and
>Do your best to distract the Brood Mother while everyone else focuses on the swarm. If there’s anything that you’re good at, it’s being annoying. Would you guys like me to move forward with the unanimous vote, wait for more votes, or wait for someone to change their vote?
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>>5736184 well I could just add this to my vote
>Have Prowler and Mark direct their fire onto the Brood-Mother! You need to take her down! Anonymous
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>>5736138 >>5736186 fuck that's a different id, lemme just
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Mon 14 Aug 2023 21:58:08 No. 5736201 Report Quoted By:
>>5735573 >>5735620 >>5735990 >>5736093 >>5736138 >>5736186 >Try to seal up the leak! You can probably plug it up with your webbing and weld it shut with your flames. >Have Prowler and Mark direct their fire onto the Brood-Mother! You need to take her down! Alright, then. Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Mon 14 Aug 2023 23:49:33 No. 5736273 Report Quoted By:
A jolt of fear ran through you as you witnessed your best friend turning to mud before your very eyes. You lurched into motion, grabbing the web bombs on your belt and tossing them into the breach to temporarily clog it up. It won’t hold forever, but it’ll have to do until you can weld it shut. The web bombs exploded as soon as they made contact with the metal’s surface, slightly heated from the short time that they spent outside of the protective field that was generated around your suit. You immediately followed up by reinforcing the weaker webbing with the strengthened formula that’d been cultivated by your newly enforced dietary restrictions. The gushing torrent slowed to a trickle, and you landed beside the breach to weld the metal back together. It’d take time to do that, though. Time that you didn’t have. Your spider sense screamed a warning, and your head whipped around to see the Brood Mother raising a hand to squash you. <span class="mu-r">“Focus your fire on her!”</span> The gargantuan bug brought her hand down, but the sudden impact of multiple explosives slamming into her head and abdomen caused her focus to evaporate, and her hand to miss you entirely as she was forced to guard her face with her free hand. With the queen busy, you refocused your efforts on molding the metal together. And that meant that you were trying something else for the first time here. You barely knew how to throw a fireball, let alone sustain a steady beam of concentrated energy. You’d have to be careful not to make it too strong, or else- The snapping jaws of a Broodling snapped you out of your thoughts, and delivered a flaming punch to the side of its face, knocking it off the wall and into Flint’s waiting clutches. Another one tried to attack you from behind, but a precise shot from Ana took it out before it could become a threat. They were starting to close in on you now, their slithering tentacles groping for you as they scuttled along the wall. Glass and Ana were doing their best to split their attention between you and the oncoming swarm, but you needed them to worry about themselves for the time being. <span class="mu-r">“Fuck it.”</span> You reached up, snagged a series of deteriorating metal panels from above and pulled them down towards you. You slammed the pile of scrap right over the clogged breach and focused on projecting heat from your palms. Pale green flames rose from your arms, turning the metal orange, and then red as it melded with the metal beneath it. It was an ugly, discolored bulge on the wall, but you were pretty sure that it would hold after the webbing disintegrated. You were about to swing back towards your friends and rejoin them on their platform, when you noticed the queen doing something else from where she stood. Wait. She wouldn’t… The Brood Mother sank her claws into the adjacent wall, creating another breach, and causing even <span class="mu-i">more</span> water to pour into the room! That bitch! (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Mon 14 Aug 2023 23:50:35 No. 5736275 Report At this point, Flint had abandoned the sand pit plan and was instead accumulating the remaining sand he had to form a giant version of himself. He squashed and swatted away the oncoming Brood to the best of his ability, and you did your best to contain the breaches that the queen was creating.
Prowler and Mark were doing a good job of keeping her at bay, but they were starting to feel the pressure with the increased volume of specialized Brood. Such as the winged variants, and the armored ranged units that were responsible for Cat’s injury.
Speaking of Felicia, you were really hoping that that really was her that you spotted sneaking into the nest. If she could snag the converter and make a clean getaway, then the rest of you could get out of here and tear this facility to shreds.
But in order for that to happen, you’d need to survive the worst of what the Brood had to throw at you.
What will you do?
>Keep containing the breaches to the best of your ability. They can’t keep this up forever! >Have Flint retreat back into the pocket dimension to grab more sand! >Swing up to where you think the Brood Mother’s ear is and blast her with your Resonance Amplifier at full power! >Send Iara back into the pocket dimension with an ID bracelet, have her swim to the very bottom of the simulated ocean, and open a portal for highly pressurized water to come out through the Storage Vial. >Write-in. Pastebins:
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https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2 The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:
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>>5736275 >Swing up to where you think the Brood Mother’s ear is and blast her with your Resonance Amplifier at full power! REEEEEEE
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>>5736275 >>Swing up to where you think the Brood Mother’s ear is and blast her with your Resonance Amplifier at full power! Anonymous
>>5736275 >>Swing up to where you think the Brood Mother’s ear is and blast her with your Resonance Amplifier at full power! Anonymous
>>5736275 >>Have Flint retreat back into the pocket dimension to grab more sand! >>Swing up to where you think the Brood Mother’s ear is and blast her with your Resonance Amplifier at full power! Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Tue 15 Aug 2023 21:54:12 No. 5736921 Report Quoted By:
>>5736281 >>5736286 >>5736337 >>5736566 >Swing up to where you think the Brood Mother’s ear is and blast her with your Resonance Amplifier at full power! Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Tue 15 Aug 2023 22:44:34 No. 5736973 Report Quoted By:
Feeling fed up with your role in this fight, you directed your attention back to the queen and pulled out your resonance amplifier. Before any of the nearby Broodlings could reach you, you swung off the wall and pulled yourself towards the Brood Mother. She attempted to swipe you out of the air with her face tentacles, but you were far too fast for her to pin you down that easily. While she struggled to shake you off of her head, you searched desperately for an ear, or an ear hole, or at least something resembling one. You were unable to find anything that looked anatomically correct, so you settled for pressing your resonance amplifier behind her chin, where there was a gap in her chitinous armor. And then, you cranked it up to full power and let it rip! A deafening screech thundered in your ears, reverberating through your bones and causing your whole entire body to shudder uncontrollably. Your hands felt like they would explode from the sheer pressure of trying to hold the sonic weapon steady while it bombarded the Brood Mother at point-blank range. You couldn’t tell which sound was louder. The canon’s sonic blast or the queen’s screams. Maybe it was the combination of both that was causing your ears to bleed. If it weren’t for your healing factor, you’d definitely be experiencing a permanent loss in hearing after this. Your teeth were chattering so violently that you thought they’d either fall out or explode from the intensity of the vibrations currently rattling your bones to their very core. The queen’s tentacles groped aimlessly in an attempt to find you, but she didn’t appear to be capable of coordinating her limbs properly. Your sonic attack probably had something to do with that. After about a minute of this, the sonic cannon made a worrying <span class="mu-i">popping</span> sound, before slowly petering out and leaving you with the deafening roar of your tinnitus in its place. You groggily swung away from the queen, not wanting to be anywhere near her when she regained her senses. Thick rivulets of blood were pouring from her mouth, and her eyes were tinged a deep shade of red with what you could only guess was a mass of burst blood vessels. You couldn’t hear anything happening around you, so your spider sense was overcompensating to make up for it. You could feel your firing team unloading what little ammo they had left to mop up the swarm, while Flint swept them away with his massive arms. You could feel Ana and Glass using everything they had at their disposal to peel the Broodlings off of Iara, who was practically drowning in them at this point. And without needing to hear her cries for help, you turned around at just the right time to see Black Cat frantically waving her arms at you. She held a strange device in her hands, and you thought it safe to assume that it was the other half of the converter that you were after. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Tue 15 Aug 2023 22:45:54 No. 5736974 Report Quoted By:
You snagged her with a webline, yanked her into the air, and grabbed her by the waist as you swung back towards your friends. Noticing this, Prowler turned around and flew back towards the exit. You dropped off Cat, grabbed the Storage Vial and hurriedly opened up a portal in front of the jumpship, allowing Prowler to fly in without slowing down. Mark and Flint were still in the back, helping the others retreat before they themselves fell in to join you. Your spider sense flared up, and you turned around to warn the others of impending danger. You couldn’t hear your own words, but they seemed to be enough to get their attention. A cluster of grenades flew towards them, thrown by an armored Broodling that wanted to get in one last parting shot. Before anyone else could react, Glass moved forward to intercept the explosives, molding his hands into a crystal shield. Flint rushed forward to protect him, but he was too slow. In a blinding flash, Glass’ arms burst in shards, splintering at the elbow and sending him flying back into Flint’s body! The green giant quickly turned around soaking up the rest of the damage meant for Glass with his amorphous physique. He then picked him up and carried him out alongside Mark. The metal juggernaut barreled through the entrance you’d used to access the nest, covering the hallway with remote detonated mines. No one spoke as you raced through the halls, not even when Mark’s mines detonated, causing the entire corridor to creak and shudder. <span class="mu-b">“Pass me the flashlight!” Iara screamed. <span class="mu-r">“WHAT?!”</span> You screamed back. Your ears were still ringing, so you weren’t sure how much you could trust them at this critical juncture. “THE FLASHLIGHT!” She mimed clicking a flashlight on and off, and you finally nodded, before tossing the Storage Vial at her. She snatched it out of the air and generated a portal at the end of the hall. “Everyone in! I’ll get us out of here!” No one argued. Black Cat dove straight into it, clutching the converter part close to her ample chest. Flint carried Glass through the portal, with Ana following close behind him, the plant-thing draped around her shoulders. You were about to follow their lead, when you noticed that Mark wasn’t moving towards it. <span class="mu-r">“Aren’t you coming?”</span> He shook his head. <span class="mu-r">“I need to be here to set off</span> <span class="mu-s">the explosives that’ll sink this place</span> to the bottom of the ocean.” Iara nodded her approval. “And I need to be here to carry the flashlight.” So they were both staying behind. What will you do?>”Good luck. I’ll see you on the other side.” >”Don’t worry about that. Let’s just get out of here.” >”Then I’m coming with you. I’m not leaving you alone with those bugs still running around.” >Write-in.</span>
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Tue 15 Aug 2023 22:47:01 No. 5736976 Report You snagged her with a webline, yanked her into the air, and grabbed her by the waist as you swung back towards your friends. Noticing this, Prowler turned around and flew back towards the exit. You dropped off Cat, grabbed the Storage Vial and hurriedly opened up a portal in front of the jumpship, allowing Prowler to fly in without slowing down. Mark and Flint were still in the back, helping the others retreat before they themselves fell in to join you. Your spider sense flared up, and you turned around to warn the others of impending danger. You couldn’t hear your own words, but they seemed to be enough to get their attention. A cluster of grenades flew towards them, thrown by an armored Broodling that wanted to get in one last parting shot. Before anyone else could react, Glass moved forward to intercept the explosives, molding his hands into a crystal shield. Flint rushed forward to protect him, but he was too slow. In a blinding flash, Glass’ arms burst in shards, splintering at the elbow and sending him flying back into Flint’s body. The green giant quickly turned around soaking up the rest of the damage meant for Glass with his amorphous physique. He then picked him up and carried him out alongside Mark. The metal juggernaut barreled through the entrance you’d used to access the nest, covering the hallway with remote detonated mines. No one spoke as you raced through the halls, not even when Mark’s mines detonated, causing the entire corridor to creak and shudder. <span class="mu-b">“Pass me the flashlight!”</span> Iara screamed. <span class="mu-r">“WHAT?!”</span> You screamed back. Your ears were still ringing, so you weren’t sure how much you could trust them at this critical juncture. <span class="mu-b">“THE FLASHLIGHT!”</span> She mimed clicking a flashlight on and off, and you finally nodded, before tossing the Storage Vial at her. She snatched it out of the air and generated a portal at the end of the hall. <span class="mu-b">“Everyone in! I’ll get us out of here!”</span> No one argued. Black Cat dove straight into it, clutching the converter part close to her ample chest. Flint carried Glass through the portal, with Ana following close behind him, the plant-thing draped around her shoulders. You were about to follow their lead, when you noticed that Mark wasn’t moving towards it. <span class="mu-r">“Aren’t you coming?”</span> He shook his head. <span class="mu-r">“I need to be here to set off</span> <span class="mu-s">the explosives that’ll sink this place</span> <span class="mu-b">to the bottom of the ocean.”</span> Iara nodded her approval. <span class="mu-b">“And I need to be here to carry the flashlight.”</span> So they were both staying behind. What will you do?>”Good luck. I’ll see you on the other side.” >”Don’t worry about that. Let’s just get out of here.” >”Then I’m coming with you. I’m not leaving you alone with those bugs still running around.” >Write-in.
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>>5736976 >>”Then I’m coming with you. I’m not leaving you alone with those bugs still running around.” Anonymous
>>5736976 >>”Then I’m coming with you. I’m not leaving you alone with those bugs still running around.” Anonymous
>>5736976 >>”Then I’m coming with you. I’m not leaving you alone with those bugs still running around.” >"I'm staying with you until the last second." Anonymous
>>5736976 >>”Then I’m coming with you. I’m not leaving you alone with those bugs still running around.” Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Wed 16 Aug 2023 18:51:33 No. 5737846 Report Quoted By:
>>5737147 >>5737549 >>5737566 >>5737579 >”Then I’m coming with you. I’m not leaving you alone with those bugs still running around.” Taking these. Writing,,,
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Wed 16 Aug 2023 19:38:46 No. 5737868 Report Quoted By:
You nodded. <span class="mu-r">“Then I’m coming with you. I’m not leaving you alone with those bugs still running around.”</span> Iara blinked at you for a second, before a tight smile spread across her lips. <span class="mu-b">“Such a gentleman! Are you gonna start laying down your jacket so that I don’t step in any puddles?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“I might start thinking about it if you ever wore any nice shoes.”</span> Iara chuckled, and Mark cleared his throat. <span class="mu-r">“I don’t care if the two of you start</span> <span class="mu-s">flirting, but at least do it on the way</span> <span class="mu-b">to the command center.”</span> You were about to protest, but then a worrying thought suddenly struck you. <span class="mu-r">“Wait. Did anyone see W enter the portal?”</span> Iara waved your question off with one webbed hand. <span class="mu-b">“She snuck in behind Prowler.”</span> You breathed a sigh of relief and fell in behind them as they raced through the halls. Any Broodling that you encountered along the way was unceremoniously stomped out without any of you having to slow down for very long to deal with them. Along the way, you and Iara would deploy Mark’s remote detonated mines in key positions that would threaten the facility’s structural integrity. After a few minutes of navigating the facility’s winding corridors, Mark led you to a large, open room that bore a striking resemblance to the command center of the Helicarrier. Most of the consoles and computers down here were run down, out of date and mostly unusable, but fortunately, the main console seemed to be in working shape. Mark began working on it immediately, his hands flying over the keyboard as he punched in commands and flipped a series of switches. The wide transparent screen in front of the console lit up suddenly, showing you a diagnostic report of the facility that you couldn’t fully understand. <span class="mu-r">“I’ll get it up and running.</span> <span class="mu-s">The two of you can place those</span> <span class="mu-b">explosives around the room.”</span> You and Iara did just that, making sure to place them in the far corners of the room, where they wouldn’t compromise the main computer right away. Mark said that he’d need it to be operational for as long as possible in order for this plan to work. You tried to lighten Iara’s load by taking the majority of the bombs. She fumbled the explosives more than you would’ve liked, her injuries slowly catching up with her. Must be the effects of that paralytic venom that the Brood uses on their prey. When you ran out of mines to deploy, you ran back to Mark to check on his progress. To your surprise, there was now what looked like a piloting apparatus poking out of the command console. The Iron Giant was giving a quick explanation of how it worked. Was this place actually capable of moving like the Helicarrier? <span class="mu-r">“What now?”</span> They both turned to look at you, but Iara was the one to speak. <span class="mu-b">“Mark knows where the entrance to the Dragon Corridor is. We’re gonna drive this thing into the portal to plug it up before we leave.”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Wed 16 Aug 2023 19:40:47 No. 5737869 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“Do we have enough time to do that and get away safely?”</span> Mark nodded and took a step forward. <span class="mu-r">“We can if you hop in the pocket dimension before we shoot these windows out.</span> <span class="mu-s">The presence of water should cushion the blow at the time of impact, giving her</span> <span class="mu-b">enough time to swim out of here before the Corridor swallows the facility.”</span> You were about to reply, but you couldn’t help but pay attention to this niggling, unsettling feeling in the back of your head. It felt like… You focused on Iara, and your spider sense flared momentarily. <span class="mu-r">“You’re <span class="mu-i">actually</span> planning on coming back, right?”</span> Iara gave you that same tight smile again. <span class="mu-b">“Of course, pretty thing~. You know that you can’t keep me away for long.”</span> You stared into her coal black eyes, searching for any hint of uncertainty. And when you found what you were looking for, you shook your head in disbelief. <span class="mu-r">“You’re lying. Why would you even lie about that?”</span> Iara’s smile faltered, and she traded a worried glance with Mark. He gave her a nod, and Iara reached up to tear off a patch of transparent fiber from her neck. Black veins were now visibly spreading up from her neck, slowly creeping up to her head. It was that injury from before. It looked seriously infected! <span class="mu-b">“You remember that Slaver Virus I told you about? The one that the Brood use to infect the Acanti? Well, we must share a similar biology or something, because their stupid virus is having more of an effect on me than I thought. It’s getting <span class="mu-i">really</span> hard to concentrate, and I don’t know how much longer I’ll be able to hold out.”</span> Your mouth went dry, and you struggled to say the words that had your stomach twisting in knots. <span class="mu-r">“You’re…not coming back, are you?”</span> Iara gave you a sad smile in response, and your brain refused to accept the reality of what was happening here. You barely perceived the words that Mark spoke next. <span class="mu-r">“She told me that she wants me to carry the portal projector. With her flying the facility down,</span> <span class="mu-s">the Brood should be too distracted to follow me up. We should be safe from them, or any of the</span> <span class="mu-b">other creatures that the Atlas Foundation created while they were still down here.”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Wed 16 Aug 2023 19:42:01 No. 5737870 Report What will you say?
>”Maybe there’s a cure. We just stole a lab full of experimental medicine. One of them might work on you.” >”I’ve got an appointment with one of the smartest men on the planet. I’m sure he’d be able to help you if we brought this to his attention.” >”I’m not leaving you here! Either you’re coming back with me by choice, or I’m dragging you back to the sewers.” >”You’re seriously trusting our fate to a guy that you just met?” (Snag the Storage Vial with a webline and steal it from her.) >”I told you that I’m not leaving you, and I meant it. If he doesn’t want to stay, then I’ll be the one to pull you out of here.” >”Why don’t you just let this guy stay? He can probably breathe underwater with that big ass suit! You don't need to sacrifice yourself.” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5737870 >”Maybe there’s a cure. We just stole a lab full of experimental medicine. One of them might work on you.” >”I told you that I’m not leaving you, and I meant it. If he doesn’t want to stay, then I’ll be the one to pull you out of here.” Anonymous
>>5737870 >"My Dad has cancer. He doesn't want to go through with treatment. Fuck me if I want to fight for the people I care about, right?" >”We just stole a lab full of experimental medicine. One of them might work on you.” >”I’ve got an appointment with one of the smartest men on the planet. I’m sure he’d be able to help you if we brought this to his attention.” >"You seriously want to check out without giving us a chance to find something to help you?" Anonymous
>>5737890 >Fuck me if I want to fight for the people I care about, right? we were kinda okay with letting him sit on it though
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>>5737894 I felt like we hadn't had many opportunities to vote on how we proceed with that information
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>>5737900 i think since he's not on the verge of dying yet we are just ignoring it for the time being
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>>5737870 >”Maybe there’s a cure. We just stole a lab full of experimental medicine. One of them might work on you.” >”I’m not leaving you here! Either you’re coming back with me by choice, or I’m dragging you back to the sewers.” Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Thu 17 Aug 2023 04:17:53 No. 5738311 Report Quoted By:
>>5737885 >>5737913 >>5737965 >”Maybe there’s a cure. We just stole a lab full of experimental medicine. One of them might work on you.” >”I told you that I’m not leaving you, and I meant it. If he doesn’t want to stay, then I’ll be the one to pull you out of here.” Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Thu 17 Aug 2023 08:00:34 No. 5738464 Report Quoted By:
((Sorry for the delay! Got caught up in something irl.)) <span class="mu-r">“Maybe there’s a cure. We just stole a lab full of experimental medicine. One of them might work on you.”</span> You pleaded. But Iara was already shaking her head before you could finish speaking. <span class="mu-b">“That’s just it. We don’t know what most of that stuff does. And I don’t think we have enough time to test all of it out, unless you want to use me as a guinea pig and pray that I don’t get poisoned or horribly mutated. Again.”</span> You knew that she had a point, but you didn’t want to accept that there were no other options. You shook your head. <span class="mu-r">“I told you that I’m not leaving you, and I meant it. If <span class="mu-i">he</span> doesn’t want to stay, then <span class="mu-i">I’ll</span> be the one to pull you out of here.”</span> Mark stared you down with his perpetually frowning mask, but you didn’t sense any malice or hostility behind it. He just stayed quiet. The smile that Iara gave you was more genuine than the last, but there was an undeniable sadness behind it. <span class="mu-b">“Fine, but you can’t stay forever. Once we blow the windows out, I’m gonna need you to get your ass back in that portal.”</span> The two of you stared each other down, neither of you breaking eye contact or backing down from your arguments. Finally, you let out a sigh and shook your head. <span class="mu-r">“I guess that’s better than nothing.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Get ready.</span> <span class="mu-s">I’m detonating these mines</span> <span class="mu-b">in thirty seconds.”</span> Mark said, inputting a series of commands into a keypad built into his gauntlet. Both of you ran to the command console, bracing yourselves for what was to come. Iara grabbed the steering wheel, shifting her grip every few seconds just to settle her nerves. She was white-knuckling it. <span class="mu-r">“Don’t worry. I’m with you.”</span> You placed a hand on her arm, and the look she shot you was half-agitated, half-relieved. <span class="mu-b">“I’d be less nervous if you would've just hopped through the portal like I told you to. Now I’ve got to worry about getting you out in one piece.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“We’re <span class="mu-i">both</span> getting out of here.”</span> She let out a dry laugh. She sounded resigned to her fate. <span class="mu-b">“Wouldn’t that be nice. I always wanted to go out in a blaze of glory. I just-”</span> She gripped the steering wheel tighter, making the leather and metal creak slightly. Her breath caught, and she tried her very best to suppress a sniffle. <span class="mu-b">“I just thought I’d have more time. Things were finally starting to look up for us. Callie was actually smiling, and we had clean air and water. You gave us more than we could’ve asked for, even if you had us growing drugs to pay it off.”</span> You wanted to correct her and say that they weren’t technically drugs, but now didn’t seem like the right time. <span class="mu-b">“Hey, Huntsman?”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Thu 17 Aug 2023 08:02:28 No. 5738466 Report You turned to look at her. The web of black veins was spreading across her face even faster now. It was a miserable sight to see. But somehow, those rows of pearly white teeth seemed to shine so bright that you barely paid attention to the damage done by the virus.
<span class="mu-b">“Thanks for being my friend. And Callie’s. And…pretty much all the people that I care about down there in The Alley. It means a lot. Even if we never fooled around like I wanted.”</span>
You wanted to laugh, but somehow it felt wrong. You tried it out anyway, and Iara looked like she appreciated that. She probably needed a bit of laughter in her life right about now.
You found it odd that Mark hadn’t set off the mines yet. Maybe he was being courteous and giving you guys a minute to talk.
What will you say?
>”No matter what happens, I’ll take care of the Morlocks. I can promise you that.” >”Stop talking like you’re dying. There isn’t a single goddamn problem that I can’t solve with enough resources and effort.” >”I should’ve never asked you to come down here. You don’t deserve this.” >”It meant a lot to me too. I'm sorry that we never got to have that game night that we talked about." >”When we get out of here, I’m gonna have the city make a statue for you. Everyone’s gonna know what you did here today.” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:
https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2 The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:
https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip Anonymous
>>5738466 >>”No matter what happens, I’ll take care of the Morlocks. I can promise you that.” Well
there's always krakoa's resurrection protocol
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>>5738466 >>”Stop talking like you’re dying." >"It's just a virus, and without anyone to give orders you can still be fine." Anonymous
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>>5737870 ”I told you that I’m not leaving you, and I meant it. If he doesn’t want to stay, then I’ll be the one to pull you out of here.”
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>>5738466 single goddamn problem that I can’t solve with enough resources and effort.”
>”I should’ve never asked you to come down here. You don’t deserve this.” Anonymous
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Man… all this wild, alien tech and not a single stasis gadget…
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>>5738466 >>”Stop talking like you’re dying. There isn’t a single goddamn problem that I can’t solve with enough resources and effort.” >Hug Anonymous
>>5738466 >”Stop talking like you’re dying. There isn’t a single goddamn problem that I can’t solve with enough resources and effort.” > plan to push her ass into the portal no matter what. Im not leaving anyone behind.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Fri 18 Aug 2023 02:46:24 No. 5739052 Report Quoted By:
>>5738598 >>5738601 >>5738744 >>5738856 >>5738961 >”Stop talking like you’re dying. There isn’t a single goddamn problem that I can’t solve with enough resources and effort.” >Plan to push her ass into the portal no matter what. Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Fri 18 Aug 2023 03:18:40 No. 5739070 Report <span class="mu-r">”Stop talking like you’re dying. There isn’t a single goddamn problem that I can’t solve with enough resources and effort.”</span> Iara laughed, and there was a noticeable lack of bitterness in her voice this time. <span class="mu-b">“If you could pull that off, I might just have to do to you what I’ve been fantasizing about since we first met.”</span> You raised an eyebrow at her, and a small snort managed to slip out. You couldn’t help it. But your little moment was cut short when Mark’s synthesized voice shouted over your conversation. <span class="mu-r">“I’m detonating</span> <span class="mu-s">them now.</span> <span class="mu-b">Hold onto something.”</span> You both obeyed his command without arguing, and a moment later, you felt a violent rumble that seemed to reverberate through the entire facility. You could hear the distant screams of the Brood, along with the sound of grinding metal and rushing water. <span class="mu-b">“Here we go!”</span> Iara pushed the throttle forward, and the entire deck shuddered as it slid down the rocky slope that the facility rested on. The propulsion systems on this bootleg Helicarrier seemed to be heavily damaged, but they were apparently adequate enough to push it along the ocean floor. The entire room rattled with every rock it rolled over, making you less and less certain of the makeshift submersible’s ability to make it to the Dragon’s Corridor without imploding. Every now and again, you’d catch a glimpse of a deep sea creature that was likely birthed as a result of an unholy union of inhumane experimentation and a lack of sunlight. But they weren’t what you were concerned about. Because just up ahead, you could see a whirlpool of dark, swirling water that every living thing seemed to be steering clear of. <span class="mu-b">“We’re coming up on it now! Get ready to blow the windows!”</span> Iara hissed through clenched teeth. Mark responded by firing a series of cylindrical projectiles into the window, cracking the glass as they latched onto the transparent pane. You didn’t like the way that those things were beeping… Iara turned to scowl at you, drawing your attention away from the remote mines. <span class="mu-b">“I’m not kidding around, Huntsman. You need to get out of here, RIGHT NOW! Mark has armor to protect him. You don’t!”</span> Your eyes trailed down to the unattended Storage Vial on her hip. It would be so easy to snatch it from her and open a portal right behind her. What will you do? (Unless you specify otherwise, some of these options will involve you retreating into the pocket dimension afterwards.)>”I’m sorry, but I can’t leave you behind.” (Snatch the Storage Vial and throw Iara into the pocket dimension.) >”You better come back. None of that ‘heroic sacrifice’ bullshit. I’m not about to lose a friend today!” >"I'm not going anywhere. If we go down, we go down together." (Squeeze her hand) >(Hug Iara) ”Please don’t die.” >(Lean in to whisper in her ear) “My name’s Ben.” >Write-in.
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>>5739070 >”I’m sorry, but I can’t leave you behind.” (Snatch the Storage Vial and throw Iara into the pocket dimension.) Anonymous
>>5739070 >>”The name's Ben Parker.” (Snatch the Storage Vial and throw Iara into the pocket dimension.) lets hope we can Flame On our way out of this one
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>>5739070 >”I’m sorry, but I can’t leave you behind.” (Snatch the Storage Vial and throw Iara into the pocket dimension.) Could we web ourselves up to protect against possible damage?
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>>5739070 >>”The name's Ben. Ben Parker. Give Ana my regards.” (Snatch the Storage Vial and throw Iara into the pocket dimension.) If the Last part of this makes it so she isnt caught by surprise dont put it in.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Fri 18 Aug 2023 16:05:29 No. 5739344 Report Quoted By:
>>5739077 >>5739089 >>5739094 >>5739217 >>5739260 >”The name's Ben. Ben Parker. Give Ana my regards.” (Snatch the Storage Vial and throw Iara into the pocket dimension.) Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Fri 18 Aug 2023 16:21:25 No. 5739351 Report You gave Iara one long, final look, before dragging your eyes back down to the Storage Vial.
<span class="mu-r">“The name’s Ben. Ben Parker.”</span>
You snagged the flashlight with a webline and used it to open a rift directly behind the Morlock. She turned to stare back at you in disbelief, but you were already in the process of webbing her up and throwing her ass into the portal.
<span class="mu-b">“What’re you-!?”</span>
She tried to squeeze out a few more words before she fell into the portal completely, but she didn’t share your convenient ability to stick to surfaces, so she slid right in.
<span class="mu-r">“Give Ana my regards.”</span>
And just like that, she was gone. A moment of silence stretched across the room, before you remembered that Mark was still here. He was staring at you, frozen in place with his hand hovering over the keypad on his wrist. His feet were currently bolted to the floor so as to prevent him from losing his balance, so there was no way that you were going to catch him off guard like you had with the Deep One.
You could let him carry the Storage Vial like Iara had planned. He’d probably fare better against those nightmarish creatures that you saw outside. On the other hand, you’re not very comfortable with entrusting your fate, and the fate of your teammates to a literal stranger who won’t show his face or give his real name.
What will you do?
>Open another portal. “You get in too. I’ll take care of this.” >”Hey, can I borrow that helmet? It looks a little heavy, but I’d bet that it’s got a decent air supply.” >”Can you ask Cat or Prowler for some scuba gear from our stash? Something tells me I’m gonna need it.” >Toss the Storage Vial at him. “Try not to drop it. We need to be able to get out once you’ve made it to the surface.” >"Change of plans. We're using the Dragon's Corridor as an escape route. It's got other portals for us to escape through once we're there, right?" >Write-in. Pastebins:
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https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2 The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:
https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip Anonymous
>>5739351 >>"Change of plans. We're using the Dragon's Corridor as an escape route. It's got other portals for us to escape through once we're there, right?" Anonymous
>>5739351 >”Can you ask Cat or Prowler for some scuba gear from our stash? Something tells me I’m gonna need it.” Anonymous
>>5739351 >"How long does it take you to surface?" Anonymous
>>5739351 Toss the Storage Vial at him. “Try not to drop it. We need to be able to get out once you’ve made it to the surface.”
We can try burning so hot it evaporates the water around us as we traverse upward.
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>>5739376 that option implies we get in too
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>>5739376 >We can try burning so hot it evaporates the water around us as we traverse upward. you realize that hot steam is not breathable?
but if we get to go hot enough to fly ourselfes again, we have our own propulsion at least
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>>5739386 >you realize that hot steam is not breathable? horton cells, son
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>>5739351 >>Open another portal. “You get in too. I’ll take care of this.” >>5739376 I do support the vapor jets of this post, but not for ourselves to get inside the bag.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Fri 18 Aug 2023 19:56:09 No. 5739525 Report >>5739355 >>5739364 >>5739367 >>5739376 >>5739512 We have 5 votes for 5 different options! How would you guys like to proceed here?
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>>5739525 mine would have been an option to throw in before a big decision. Like we can hold onto him and hold out breath while going up (I'm not sure how deep we are under water)
I'll throw my vote to
>>5739512 and try to flame on to get out of here
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Fri 18 Aug 2023 21:04:06 No. 5739601 Report Quoted By:
>>5739512 >>5739512 >Open another portal. “You get in too. I’ll take care of this.” Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Fri 18 Aug 2023 21:05:06 No. 5739603 Report Quoted By:
>>5739512 >>5739541 Meant to tag the other one too...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Fri 18 Aug 2023 21:11:53 No. 5739611 Report You froze in place for a moment, but eventually, you opened up another portal, hoping that Iara wouldn’t be able to free herself before you could close it again.
<span class="mu-r">“You get in too. I’ll take care of this.”</span>
Mark’s head tilted to the side, ever so slightly.
<span class="mu-r">“And how the hell do you expect to pull</span> <span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-i">that</span> off? You got a scuba tank squirreled away</span> <span class="mu-b">somewhere that I don’t know about?”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“I’ll try to propel myself with my flames for as long as possible. If I really push, I might be able to generate enough thrust to reach the surface.”</span>
Mark stared at you for a good, long while. And even without being able to see their face, you could practically <span class="mu-i">sense</span> the waves of disapproval rolling off of them.
<span class="mu-r">“Yeah…that’s not happening. At these depths, the water’s too pressurized for that sort of thing to be sustainable.</span> <span class="mu-s">And there’s <span class="mu-i">way</span> too much of it for you to generate more than a flicker before you</span> <span class="mu-b">get snuffed out completely. Whatever you’re trying to do. It won’t work. Let me go instead. I’m not getting trapped in a fucking pocket dimension because <span class="mu-i">your</span> ass thought you could light a candle at the bottom of the ocean.”</span>
Ugh! This conversation is getting you nowhere! You’d have to do something fast, or your run-down submersible was going to be run into the ground, taking <span class="mu-i">you</span> and everyone else with it!
>”You underestimate my power!” (Requires roll) >”Then fly up and let me tag along. I should be able to hold on long enough for us to get to the surface.” >”You’re getting in that portal one way or another. And I’m not above scratching that shiny metal suit of yours.” >”Alright, brainiac. What’s your bright idea, then? I mean, other than swimming out of here and hoping that we don't get swallowed or torn apart by mutant fish.” >”...You know, that suit of yours looks pretty roomy. And chance you can squeeze me in there too?” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2 The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:
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>>5739611 >>”You underestimate my power! - He said, and then burst into flames” (Requires roll) Anonymous
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>>5739611 >”Then fly up and let me tag along. I should be able to hold on long enough for us to get to the surface.” >>”Alright, brainiac. What’s your bright idea, then? I mean, other than swimming out of here and hoping that we don't get swallowed or torn apart by mutant fish.” >”...You know, that suit of yours looks pretty roomy. And chance you can squeeze me in there too?” I say a mix of these.
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>>5739611 >Write-in >I do in fact have scuba gear squirreled away inaide the portal, I could get it realy quick. It was an option in the previous vote, and Mark just mentioned it as being viable, so it should be possible.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sat 19 Aug 2023 18:42:49 No. 5740438 Report We're currently tied between two votes.
>>5739619 >>5739805 >”You underestimate my power! - He said, and then burst into flames” (Requires roll) and
>>5739666 >>5739846 >I do in fact have scuba gear squirreled away inside the portal. I could get it really quick. Would anyone like to change their vote, or would you like to wait for more votes to roll in.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sat 19 Aug 2023 18:43:50 No. 5740439 Report Quoted By:
>>5740438 Meant to phrase that as a question!
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>>5740438 >I do in fact have scuba gear squirreled away inside the portal. I could get it really quick. Ill change to this.
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>>5740716 You just killed us...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sun 20 Aug 2023 09:05:15 No. 5741070 Report Quoted By:
>>5739666 >>5739846 >>5740716 >I do in fact have scuba gear squirreled away inside the portal. I could get it really quick. Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sun 20 Aug 2023 09:25:00 No. 5741071 Report <span class="mu-r">“I do in fact have some scuba gear squirreled away inside of the pocket dimension. I could go and get it real quick.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Then</span> <span class="mu-s">hurry</span> <span class="mu-b">up!”</span> Mark didn’t have to ask you twice. You webbed up the Storage Vial to hold it in place, and set it so that it would maintain the portal for at least another minute. Then, you dove straight in and began frantically searching for the scuba gear that you requested from Gloria. While inside of the pocket dimension, you ignored the constant bombardment of questions and concerns from everyone else. They were all clearly surprised to see Iara webbed up the way she was on the ground. She was struggling to rip it apart, with Glass and W helping her to do exactly that. And that meant that you didn’t have much time. So, you focused on the task at hand, finding what you were looking for, and exited the portal just as abruptly. When you came back out, Mark was waiting for you there, standing closer to the portal’s opening. He looked at what you held in your hands, then back up at you. <span class="mu-r">“When those mines blow, you’re gonna get slammed by a couple hundred atmospheres of</span> <span class="mu-s">pressure. It’ll be like getting hit by a wave at the beach that weighs several tons.</span> <span class="mu-b">Are you sure you’re ready for that?”</span> You slipped the oxygen mask over your head and slid the tanks onto your back. <span class="mu-r">“I guess we’ll just have to find out now, won’t we?”</span> Mark let out a long sigh and stomped past you. <span class="mu-r">“Just try not to die.</span> <span class="mu-s">I’m not in the mood</span> <span class="mu-b">to get stuck in here.”</span> And with that, they disappeared into the portal. Short afterwards, the rift closed behind them, eliminating any chances of Iara or anyone else coming back out without your permission. You turned to stare out the front-facing window. You were getting really close to the Corridor now. The mines were set to blow before the submersible could get sucked into the vortex’s current. All you had to do was survive the capsizing of this vessel, evade the deadly leviathans that lurked down here, and swim back up to the surface in one piece. No biggie!>Roll 1d100, bo3!
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Rolled 48 (1d100) >>5741071 Anonymous
Rolled 79 (1d100) >>5741071 Anonymous
Rolled 50 (1d100) >>5741071 Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Mon 21 Aug 2023 06:24:12 No. 5742008 Report Quoted By:
>>5741072 >>5741102 >>5741244 >79 Taking these. I'll push out an update as soon as I can.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Mon 21 Aug 2023 20:31:26 No. 5742413 Report Quoted By:
>79 The mines began beeping frantically, and you quickly created a network of webbing that wrapped around your arms and held you firmly in place. At the same time, a web of cracks spread across the front window, allowing small trickles of water to leak through and puddle on the floor. You took a deep breath, held it, and when the mines lit up for the last time, you closed your eyes and braced for impact. Only a few moments later, a deafening explosion filled your ears, and a wall of rushing water filled the room, quickly drowning out the sound as your head was fully submerged. Despite their newly reinforced tensile strength, each and every one of your webs snapped, almost all at once, sending you hurtling into the back of the sub. Or, at least, what was left of it. The submersible was currently folding in on itself, expanding and contracting rapidly as it and you both were slammed by the equivalent of a rolling wave of solid concrete. The initial impact left you dazed and more than a little disoriented. Your vision flashed, and then grew hazy as scattering of black dots crept in from your peripheral. You wanted to pass out, but your each and every instinct screamed for you to start moving. And so, you did. With dogged determination, and more than a little determination, you swam out through the opening where the front window used to be and clambered out onto the top of the submersible. Your spider sense prickled at the edges of your perception, warning you about the lurking leviathans whose shadowy figures you could only barely glimpse in this low-light environment. Your imagination filled in the blanks for whatever you couldn’t clearly see. For a while, the sound of water flowing around your limbs, and the distant explosions from the Atlas facility were the only things that you focused on. Every now and again, you’d hear and feel something sweeping past you. A flash of scales, a fluttering of fins, and then…dead silence. It was more than a little unnerving, but all you could do was swim up and hope for the best. Just like Mark said, your ability to activate your flame cloak while down here was severely hampered. You couldn’t do more than slightly heat up the water around you, and even that took more energy and effort than you cared to spare at this very moment. In reality, you were more worried about whether you’d get the bends for swimming up to the surface too quickly. Did your enhanced durability do anything to help you avoid such an anticlimactic fate, or did you have to follow the rules like everyone else? You didn’t feel like finding out. Better take it slow, just in ca- Your thoughts cut off abruptly as you realized that the searchlights on your mask were reflecting something back at you. A stretch of pale, white milky flesh the size of a subway train blocked your path, coiling up and around where you swam. You saw no eyes, or any indication of a face. Just a mouth full of large, sharp teeth meant for tearing! (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Mon 21 Aug 2023 20:32:55 No. 5742415 Report Quoted By:
The creature opened its mouth wide, revealing an expansive throat lined with thin, black needle-like teeth, pointed backwards in order to prevent prey from escaping. You didn’t think twice. You pushed all of your energy into your arms, struggling to create even a tiny little explosion that might propel you away from this undersea horror. The freezing water was heating up considerably now, but not enough to allow for a chemical reaction that would rocket you to the surface. If anything, it created a cloud of bubbles that might’ve helped to disorient the creature. You weren’t sure if that observation was entirely accurate, but it was the only explanation for why you weren’t swallowed whole at that very moment. More shadows seemed to move in after your harrowing escape, and you didn’t dare look at them. You were finally starting to reach a point where sunlight wasn’t entirely out of your reach, but visibility was still frightfully low at these depths. Something brushed past your oxygen tank. You never saw it coming. You tried to glance back to see what it was, but whatever it was, it bit down on your oxygen tank. <span class="mu-s">Hard.</span> Hard enough to burst it with little to no effort! A jolt of fear ran through you as your oxygen mask quickly began to fill with water. Now you <span class="mu-i">definitely</span> had a time limit. If you were grateful for anything, though, it was the fact that the destruction of your tank gave you a tiny burst of speed as it exploded, putting you just out of reach of whatever it was that was responsible for the attack. You didn’t look back after that. You just swam with all your might. After a minute or so, your lungs began to burn, and your vision became blurry. You didn’t care about the bends or sea serpents at this point. You just didn’t want to be stuck down here for another second! There was nothing to swing from, nothing to cling to. Just you, the open ocean, and all the beauty and danger it had to offer to those that dared venture outside of their own native realms. You were an intruder. You didn’t belong here, and Mother Nature wanted to make that absolutely clear to you. The corners of your vision went from blurry, to an alarming shade of red that sort of reminded you of when you closed your eyes in front of a bright light. Your consciousness was slipping, and your mind began to race as it went into emergency survival mode. Just had to…hold…on… The closer you got to the surface, the hotter you seemed to burn. Pale green flames flared up and were immediately snuffed out at regular intervals. The strain of activating the Horton Cells in your bloodstream was so great that it felt like your lungs were burning hotter than the rest of your body. But you ignored the pain. You pushed it out of your mind, and single-mindedly pursued the light and warmth of the sun. You had too much to live for to die down here! —-------- (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Mon 21 Aug 2023 20:38:41 No. 5742428 Report Quoted By:
Flying back to the back wasn’t nearly as smooth as you’d envisioned it. The placement of your hands and feet were extremely important while flying, as you had to maintain your balance, even in the air. Your enhanced coordination made that far easier, and there weren’t any obstacles to worry about in the open ocean. Eventually, you managed to crash into the water near the boat and climb aboard before you were attacked by another sea monster. Shortly afterwards, you let everyone out of the pocket dimension. They came rushing out onto the boat’s deck, Glass and W trailing behind as they helped carry Iara out. She looked worse than she did before. Everyone made room as the three of you laid her down and gave her some water. Prowler was the first to speak up. <span class="mu-g">“What’s wrong with her?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“She thinks that she’s been infected by the ‘Slaver Virus’.”</span> You explained. Glass stared at you in horror, his eyes flicking between you and his injured friend. <span class="mu-g">“I thought only the Acanti could be infected with that…!”</span> Iara groaned, smiling bitterly as she leaned her head back against the railing. <span class="mu-b">“I guess our biology is close enough for it to be effective on me.”</span> <span class="mu-b">“What’s it doing to her?”</span> Cat asked. Mark was the one who answered. <span class="mu-r">“It’s trying to alter her brain chemistry. An advanced group of nanomachines are rewiring</span> [/b:lit]her brain as we speak. Making her more compliant. More obedient.[/b:lit] <span class="mu-b">Stripping her of free will and her ability to form independent thoughts.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“What does that mean?”</span> Araña’s face was full of concern, and even Benga was staring at Iara with wide eyes, full of fright. Slowly, Mark shook his head. <span class="mu-r">“It means that she won’t last long. Little by little,</span> <span class="mu-s">she’ll start to slip away, until she’s just a hollow</span> <span class="mu-b">shell of her former self. I’m sorry.”</span> A long, heavy silence filled the air after that. No one quite knew what to say. W was bent over Iara’s body, choking back tears while the shark woman gently stroked her head. Glass, on the other hand, had shot up to his feet, and was shouting about calling in an emergency extraction, and finding a way to stall the effects of the Slaver Virus. Fortunately, there was already a rescue team en route. It only took two hours for them to arrive, but it felt like an eternity. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Mon 21 Aug 2023 20:40:25 No. 5742430 Report —--------
There wasn’t a whole lot of room in the helicopter, so there were some people that had to wait inside of the pocket dimension. You, Glass and W stayed with Iara, while Prowler, Cat, Anastasia and the two girls waited outside. Mark split just before the helicopter arrived. There was no big farewell. No promises to meet again. He simply gave Iara a shot of something that would help her to hold on for a while longer, and gave his condolences, before flying off into the distance.
You didn’t quite care where he went if you were being entirely honest. He wasn’t important. Not right now, anyway.
The three of you surrounded Iara on the beach of your simulated reality. Iara said that she wanted to be in the water while she waited for help to arrive. But there was a defeated look in her eye that told you she wasn’t expecting any help to be forthcoming.
Flint was off somewhere looking after the plant-thing, and giving you the space that you needed to take care of your friend.
<span class="mu-b">“You know, it’s kind of nice in here. I didn’t get to go out in a blaze of glory, but this isn’t a bad place to die.”</span>
Glass vigorously shook his head. He looked both angry and worried for Iara.
<span class="mu-g">“Don’t say that! We can still get you help. Huntsman knows a lot of people and he’s got a lot of money. We’ve also got the medicine that we took from the facility.”</span>
<span class="mu-b">“Don’t die…”</span>
W whimpered. Iara was still caressing the clone’s head, now free from her mask, revealing her tear-streaked face.
<span class="mu-b">“Wish I could stay. I need to thank Callie for everything she’s done for me. She’ll blame herself for not coming with me. I just know it.”</span>
She was staring vacantly into the distance, watching the virtual sun disappear beyond the ocean.
What will you say?
>”I’ve still got my phone. We can record a video for her and the Morlocks if you want.” >”Glass is right. There’s still a chance that can do something about the virus. Gloria is gonna owe us big for this, and I’ll make sure that she pays up.” >”I’ll fix this. I’ll find a way to repair the damage, and we’ll have you patched up in no time. Good as new.” >Don’t say anything. Just hold her hand and stay with her. >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5742430 >”Glass is right. There’s still a chance that can do something about the virus. Gloria is gonna owe us big for this, and I’ll make sure that she pays up.” >”I’ll fix this. I’ll find a way to repair the damage, and we’ll have you patched up in no time. Good as new.” Anonymous
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>>5742430 >>”I’ve still got my phone. We can record a video for her and the Morlocks if you want.” >>”Glass is right. There’s still a chance that can do something about the virus. Gloria is gonna owe us big for this, and I’ll make sure that she pays up.” Anonymous
>>5742432 +1
>>5742430 Can our Shi’ar Jumpship 'jump' to New York?
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Tue 22 Aug 2023 00:12:20 No. 5742622 Report Quoted By:
>>5742432 >>5742472 >>5742518 >”Glass is right. There’s still a chance that can do something about the virus. Gloria is gonna owe us big for this, and I’ll make sure that she pays up.” >”I’ll fix this. I’ll find a way to repair the damage, and we’ll have you patched up in no time. Good as new.” Taking these. Writing...
>>5742518 It can indeed! I'll give you the option to use it in the next vote.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Tue 22 Aug 2023 01:05:25 No. 5742650 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“Glass is right. There’s still a chance that we can do something about the virus. Gloria is gonna owe us big time for this, and I’m gonna make sure that she pays up.”</span> Glass nodded his approval, giving you a weak smile. <span class="mu-r">“I’ll fix this. I’ll find a way to repair the damage, and we’ll have you patched up in no time. Good as new.”</span> Iara chuckled to herself, kicking her feet and splashing around in the shallow water. <span class="mu-b">“You know, if anyone else said that to me, I’d think they were bullshitting. But if it’s you…I think it just might be possible. And even if it isn’t…well, I’m just glad to know that you care enough to try.”</span> You smiled at each other, but the sight of those black veins covering her face made you feel sick to your stomach. She turned to smile at Glass, his already fragile features looking that much more brittle by the smile he was forcing himself to return. <span class="mu-b">“Glass. I didn’t want to have to tell you this in person, because I knew you’d have that miserable look on your face…”</span> <span class="mu-g">“Don’t. You’re gonna be alright-”</span> Glass never got to finish, because Iara grabbed him by the collar and pulled him closer. <span class="mu-b">“Just shut the fuck up and listen, okay?”</span> His mouth clamped shut, and his head bobbed marginally. <span class="mu-b">“You’re like a brother to me. Other than Callie, no one’s ever stuck around longer than you have. And I’m gonna need you to stay by her side if I don’t make it out of this, alright? She’ll never admit it, but the Morlocks need someone like you. Not because of what you can do in a fight, but because of what you can do outside of one. You genuinely give a shit. You believe in the inherent goodness of people, even when they haven’t given you a reason to. Callie might be our leader, but you’re the heart of the group. Don’t ever change, and don’t let them do anything stupid while I’m out.”</span> Glass couldn’t stop the tears from flowing now. You were genuinely surprised that he was even capable of crying with his unique physiology. But, Iara ignored them and turned to face W. <span class="mu-b">“Hey, kid. I hate that you have to see me like this, but this is what it’s like to live as a mutant, sometimes. We don’t always win. Sometimes we lose. Big time. And sometimes…we get too caught up in thinking about the things we’ve lost, and we can’t see what we’ve already got.”</span> W looked up, her eyes red and puffy from all the crying she’s been doing. <span class="mu-b">“And you’ve still got a family back in New York. The Morlocks’ll take care of you. So will the Huntsman and his crew. You’ve got a lot of people that care about you. Even without me, you’ll be fine-”</span> She went into a coughing fit, and you knelt down to assist her in any way you could, unsure of what to do. So, you rubbed her back soothingly, until she held up a hand and waved you off. <span class="mu-b">“I just wish we’d picked out a name for you before all this shit went down. I had a few good ideas.”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Tue 22 Aug 2023 01:06:43 No. 5742652 Report Quoted By:
W blinked at her several times, and then nodded imploringly. <span class="mu-b">“You choose.”</span> Iara frowned. <span class="mu-b">“You…want me to pick out your name?”</span> W nodded vigorously. Iara laid her head back and breathed out a long sigh, staring up into the clouds. <span class="mu-b">“Alright. How about…’Joyce’. I’ve always liked that name.”</span> <span class="mu-b">“Joyce. Joyce…”</span> W said the name over and over, testing the words on her tongue. After a few more seconds of this, she smiled weakly at her fellow Morlock. <span class="mu-b">“I like it. Thanks.”</span> Glass rubbed her shoulder affectionately. <span class="mu-g">“It’s a good name.”</span> Joyce’s smile grew a bit wider at that. Finally, Iara turned to face you. Neither of you said anything for a while. There was so much to say, and yet, so little time. But if there was one thing you weren’t going to say, it was “goodbye”. Because you made her a promise. You were going to make sure that she got through this, one way or another. Because you were the goddamn Huntsman, and there wasn’t a single damned thing that you couldn’t do if you put your mind to it. —--------- The next few hours were…stressful to say the least. Iara deteriorated before your very eyes. After the first hour, she stopped speaking and just…stared off into the distance. After the second hour, she forgot how to breathe on her own, and you managed to get an oxygen mask over her mouth before any more damage could be done to her brain. Once or twice, her body would spasm violently, and you’d have to wrestle her back under control. The time you spent in that pocket dimension were some of the single, most terrifying moments of your life. And when the others came to let you out, you nearly sagged with relief. —-------- You and your team rushed Iara out of the portal and onto a waiting gurney. The helicopter had landed on the roof of one of the best hospitals in the area, and Gloria and her minions were already there to accept the converter and care for your friend. Prowler was placing the assembled converter in a secure container for them to take, while Cat, Araña and Benga were pulled aside for a quick check-up. You stared past the crime boss and followed Iara with your eyes as she was carted away and towards a waiting elevator, Glass and W racing after them. Flint and Anastasia were standing on either side of you for support, but neither of them said a word. <span class="mu-r">“They’ll take good care of her. I pay them too much for them to display anything less than the absolute best medical care. I’m also having a specialist flown in to have a look at her. She’s had some previous contact with the Atlas Foundation, and she was also one of the people who assisted in creating <span class="mu-i">me</span>.”</span> You turned to look at her then. Her face was no longer a stony mask of cold indifference. She looked genuinely regretful, despite her assurance that your goals were met. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Tue 22 Aug 2023 01:08:02 No. 5742655 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“Thank you for retrieving my girls and the converter. You’ve performed your role exceptionally in all this. I’m just sorry that your team suffered such great losses in the process.”
What will you say?
>”I think we can both agree that the rates for our services have gone up considerably. We need to renegotiate.” >"Did you know about the Brood being down there?" >" I want to have a specialist of my own flown in. (Write-in.) >”You owe it to us to do whatever you can to save her. I don’t care what you have to do, or how much money we have to sink into it. I want her back in one piece.” >”I think it goes without saying that we’ll have your full support going forward. Me and Ms. Kravinoff have done more than enough to promote your campaign. Now, it’s your turn.” >”Fuck you and your schemes. You just used us to get what you wanted.” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Tue 22 Aug 2023 01:09:03 No. 5742657 Report <span class="mu-r">“Thank you for retrieving my girls and the converter. You’ve performed your role exceptionally in all this. I’m just sorry that your team suffered such great losses in the process.”</span>
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>”I think we can both agree that the rates for our services have gone up considerably. We need to renegotiate.” >"Did you know about the Brood being down there?" >" I want to have a specialist of my own flown in. (Write-in.) >”You owe it to us to do whatever you can to save her. I don’t care what you have to do, or how much money we have to sink into it. I want her back in one piece.” >”I think it goes without saying that we’ll have your full support going forward. Me and Ms. Kravinoff have done more than enough to promote your campaign. Now, it’s your turn.” >”Fuck you and your schemes. You just used us to get what you wanted.” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5742657 >"Did you know about the Brood being down there?" >”You owe it to us to do whatever you can to save her. I don’t care what you have to do, or how much money we have to sink into it. I want her back in one piece.” >”I think it goes without saying that we’ll have your full support going forward. Me and Ms. Kravinoff have done more than enough to promote your campaign. Now, it’s your turn.” >"Look, we met a Iron-Man wannabe down there. We had the chance to betray you, but we chose to keep going. All I want is to be repayed in kind." Anonymous
>>5742657 >"Did you know about the Brood being down there?" >" I want to have a specialist of my own flown in. (Miles Warren) Anonymous
>>5742657 >" I want to have a specialist of my own flown in. (Miles Warren) >”You owe it to us to do whatever you can to save her. I don’t care what you have to do, or how much money we have to sink into it. I want her back in one piece.” >”I think it goes without saying that we’ll have your full support going forward. Me and Ms. Kravinoff have done more than enough to promote your campaign. Now, it’s your turn.” >”I think we can both agree that the rates for our services have gone up considerably. We need to renegotiate.” Anonymous
>>5742657 >"With one or two 'proving ourselves capable', and a 'doing a little something for you', seems like you're Queen Bee of Vegas." >>”I think we can both agree that the rates for our services have gone up considerably. We need to renegotiate.” >"First of all the things that should go without saying:" >>”You owe it to us to do whatever you can to save her. I don’t care what you have to do, or how much money we have to sink into it. I want her back in one piece.” >>" I want to have a specialist of my own flown in. (Miles Warren) >herfull support against the vampire invasion a ton of silver and a farmers market worth of garlic
>once Delgi resurfaces to retaliate go against us, he's as much her problem as ours. have her make a research team to figure out what he is and how to kill him or lock him away for a century or whatever.
other demands we can maybe do in a seperate vote and update, I think
We also shouldn't forget we told Silvermane we see what we can do for him to start some business.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Tue 22 Aug 2023 23:52:24 No. 5743534 Report Quoted By:
>>5742659 >>5742664 >>5742902 >>5742958 >"Did you know about the Brood being down there?" >”I think we can both agree that the rates for our services have gone up considerably. We need to renegotiate.” >”I think it goes without saying that we’ll have your full support going forward. Me and Ms. Kravinoff have done more than enough to promote your campaign. Now, it’s your turn.” >" I want to have a specialist of my own flown in. (Miles Warren) Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Wed 23 Aug 2023 00:40:16 No. 5743583 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“Did you know about the Brood being down there?”</span> Ana stiffened at that question, and Flint frowned as he looked between you and Gloria, but your employer only looked confused by the question. It seemed genuine, too. <span class="mu-r">“Brood? I have no idea what that is. Is that what left your friend in such a state?”</span> Ana nodded firmly. <span class="mu-g">“According to her, they were a swarm of intelligent, alien insects. We suspect that the Atlas Foundation was conducting experiments on them before they were forced to abandon the facility.”</span> Gloria folded her arms. <span class="mu-r">“From what I’ve been hearing, am I right to assume that they aren’t going to be a threat anymore?”</span> A cocky grin spread across Flint’s face. <span class="mu-g">“We trashed that place right before we left. I don’t think anything could’ve survived that.”</span> You let out a light chuckle at that, despite how miserable you felt. <span class="mu-r">“Don’t jinx it.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Superstitions aside, I’m going to go say that you’ve more than met my requirements for this operation.”</span> Gloria agreed. But that just wasn’t good enough for you. There were a few things that you needed to make clear before you cemented this little alliance. <span class="mu-r">“I think we can both agree that the rates for our services have gone up considerably. We need to renegotiate.”</span> Gloria stared at you for a moment, her eyes flitting between you and two behind you, before she eventually nodded. <span class="mu-r">“That sounds reasonable. Go on.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“We want your full support going forward. Me and Ms. Kravinoff here have done more than enough to promote your campaign. Now it’s your turn.”</span> You could feel Flint inching closer to you, his arms folded over his broad chest in a show of intimidation and support. Gloria paid him very little attention. <span class="mu-r">“My services are available to Ms. Kravinoff, if she so desires them. Once I’ve taken control of my late colleague’s territories, I’ll be more than capable of providing whatever it is you need for the…event that your family is arranging.”</span> Anastasia smiled slightly, dipping her head in approval. <span class="mu-g">“My father will be pleased to learn of this. We assure you that your relationship with my family will be mutually beneficial for us both.”</span> The blonde huntress stepped forward and extended a hand for the synthezoid crime boss to shake. Gloria gripped Ana’s arm and shook it up and down. So far, so good. <span class="mu-r">“I also want to have a specialist flown in to take a look at my friend.”</span> Both women turned to you. Gloria didn’t look like she had any qualms with fulfilling your demands. Miles Warren was one of the smartest, and craziest people that you had the pleasure of having a decently friendly relationship with. Having him here would make you feel a lot better about Iara’s chances. <span class="mu-r">“If you give me his information, I can make it happen. Anything else?”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Wed 23 Aug 2023 00:42:41 No. 5743588 Report >”I’d like to introduce you to another friend of mine with a similar profession to yours.” >”I want to get paid for the job we just did. We took some heavy losses, and I think it’s only fair for us to be reimbursed for them.” >”I want to be inducted into The Family. We can start a branch in New York and go from there.” >”I'd like you to introduce me to your other contacts. I'd be willing to share my own if that interests you at all." >"I want your assurance that you'll be ready and willing to cover my ass when Degli eventually comes back for his revenge." >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5743588 >”I’d like to introduce you to another friend of mine with a similar profession to yours.” >"I want your assurance that you'll be ready and willing to cover my ass when Degli eventually comes back for his revenge." Anonymous
>>5743588 >>”I'd like you to introduce me to your other contacts. I'd be willing to share my own if that interests you at all." more connections fuck yeah
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>>5743588 >>”I'd like you to introduce me to your other contacts. I'd be willing to share my own if that interests you at all." >>"I want your assurance that you'll be ready and willing to cover my ass when Degli eventually comes back for his revenge." Anonymous
>>5743588 >”I’d like to introduce you to another friend of mine with a similar profession to yours.” >"I want your assurance that you'll be ready and willing to cover my ass when Degli eventually comes back for his revenge." >>”Oh, and don’t be afraid to track him down early. No sense letting him build up until he hits us first.” >”When you’re done out here, go in and speak to Glass. Ask him what he wants. For his community, others mutants out here, whatever. Make sure he doesn’t think small. His group gave up the most for your mission.” Gloria digs him, and Deep One was a champ. Let’s see what “the heart” can squeeze out of her with both our backing and with whatever Gloria would have given him anyway.
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>>5744379 +1
+ my suggestion
>>5742958 that we need to know how to more permanently dispose of him instead of just slapping on a band-aid
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>>5744379 >>5744582 and to Glass, later, not immediately
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Thu 24 Aug 2023 22:40:41 No. 5745179 Report Quoted By:
>>5743590 >>5743600 >>5744170 >>5744379 >>5744582 >”I’d like to introduce you to another friend of mine with a similar profession to yours.” >”I'd like you to introduce me to your other contacts. I'd be willing to share my own if that interests you at all." >"I want your assurance that you'll be ready and willing to cover my ass when Degli eventually comes back for his revenge." Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Fri 25 Aug 2023 00:44:44 No. 5745250 Report <span class="mu-r">“I’d like to introduce you to another friend of mine with a similar profession to yours. I’d also like you to introduce me to your other contacts. I’d be willing to share my own if that interests you at all.”</span>
Gloria gave you a long, thoughtful look.
<span class="mu-b">“I suppose a bit of networking wouldn’t be entirely off the table. We can talk at length about that at a later date, though. You have a direct line to me, after all.”</span>
You nodded. Having Silvermane benefit from Gloria’s newfound status would undoubtedly benefit you in the long run. You were quickly moving up in the world, and the more influential friends that you had, the better.
<span class="mu-r">“Agreed. And if it isn’t too much to ask, can I have your word that you’ll be ready and willing to cover my ass when Degli eventually comes back for revenge?”</span>
A shadow passes over Gloria's face, then, and Ana struggles to hide an involuntary shudder.
<span class="mu-b">“I think it’s in all of our best interests to eliminate that man as soon as he rears his ugly head. I’m going to have a lot of reasons to look over my shoulder in the near future, but I’d rather he not be one of them. He’s too dangerous to be left alone.”</span>
You could all agree with that.
<span class="mu-b">“But that’s a problem for another day. Now, if you don’t mind, I need to check on the girls.”</span>
And with those parting words, Gloria turned and strode towards the elevator.
<span class="mu-g">“Mission accomplished, I guess.”</span>
Flint nudged you slightly, and you gave him the best smile that you could muster in that moment. You couldn’t quite swing it, though. It was a good thing that you were wearing a mask.
<span class="mu-g">“I should inform my father of our success here. Neither of us will forget what you’ve done here. And should you prove yourself in the Great Hunt, your name will be forever etched in the annals of history.”</span>
She placed a reassuring hand on your shoulder, and your smile felt a little more genuine, then.
Now you just had to decide what you would do with yourself until Iara got out of the ER.
>Wait with Glass and Joyce. They’ll need as much support as they can get during these trying times. >Go with Gloria to check on Araña and Benga. Those kids have been through a lot these past few days. >Have Prowler take a look at your Resonance Amplifier. You have a feeling that you broke it during your fight with the Brood Queen. >Suggest that the Desperados hold a meeting to review the events of your mission. >Write-in. Pastebins:
Character Sheet:
https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:
https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:
https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s 10 Commandments of the Desperados:
https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:
https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2 The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:
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>>5745250 >Go with Gloria to check on Araña and Benga. Those kids have been through a lot these past few days. man, it was all going so well. so much loot. now I got blood in my hands
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>>5745250 >Wait with Glass and Joyce. They’ll need as much support as they can get during these trying times. Torn between that and the other kids, but Gloria means more to them.
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>>5745250 >Go with Gloria to check on Araña and Benga. Those kids have been through a lot these past few days. >Suggest that the Desperados hold a meeting to review the events of your mission. Anonymous
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>>5745250 >>Wait with Glass and Joyce. They’ll need as much support as they can get during these trying times. Anonymous
>>5745250 >>Go with Gloria to check on Araña and Benga. Those kids have been through a lot these past few days. gonna give glass and joyce some space
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sat 26 Aug 2023 14:44:15 No. 5746524 Report Quoted By:
Apologies for the delay! I had a job interview yesterday morning, and then I was out the rest of the day for a wedding. And when I got home, I had to attend a late night Pathfinder game. And I did all this with little to no sleep. These past few days have been super busy for me in a lot of ways. But I'm here now!
>>5745260 >>5745441 >>5745827 >Go with Gloria to check on Araña and Benga. Those kids have been through a lot these past few days. Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sat 26 Aug 2023 14:47:53 No. 5746527 Report Also, what do you guys about this being the new quest banner? Lemme know if you have any other suggestions that you think might be more fitting!
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>>5746527 Cooler than the current logo, but a little hardcore for a regular thing given we’re not a supervillain yet.
What do you have planned for us, Scorekeeper? Anonymous
>>5746527 I don't like, but I can't explain why.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sat 26 Aug 2023 15:07:03 No. 5746542 Report >>5746530 >spoiler A lot! I'm very excited to be getting back to New York. It means that I can set some of my plans in motion. I'm trying to strike a balance between wacky, wholesome and dramatic here. Really get back some of those more tender, genuine and funny moments, while maintaining a bit of the pressure that Ben will feel from taking part in the Gang War(among other things).
>>5746530 >>5746531 Gotcha. I tried to find something that symbolizes Ben's latest evolution/transformation, but I couldn't find anything that I particularly liked. I guess I'll either have to keep an eye out or commission something at a later date.
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>>5746527 looks a bit too edgy
I like the current branding, maybe impose a different logo on it tho huntsman spider facing downward maybe?
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>>5746527 I like it, tho it looks more like for the Venom arc. Tho if you can use some photoshop, maybe changing the colors for purple on the background to reflect the new suit might do the trick
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sat 26 Aug 2023 16:24:09 No. 5746589 Report Quoted By:
Tracking down Gloria and the girls wasn’t very hard, considering how she’d just walked away from you. You suspected that Flint’s decision to accompany you there was purely motivated by his desire to make sure that you were alright. He was a comforting presence. If there was ever a word to describe Flint Marko, it would be “fiercely loyal.” But since those are <span class="mu-i">two</span> words, he’ll just have to settle for plain old “loyal”. And speaking of adjectives, why didn’t you have one in front of your name? All the coolest superheroes had something like that, and you’ve been in the game for almost a year now. While you dwelled on this, you and your friend made your way towards the examination room that Gloria reserved for her and the girls. The woman sat in the far corner of the room, facing the door, while a gaggle of doctors and nurses fussed over her girls. Benga looked extremely uncomfortable with all the physical contact and attention that she was receiving, while Araña seemed downright agitated by the whole ordeal. But the fiery redhead saw you walk in, a glimmer of hope entered her brown eyes. <span class="mu-r">“Alright, already! Give us some room! Everyone but Gloria and those two can get out.”</span> Everyone looked back at you and Flint, before turning their attention back on Araña. <span class="mu-b">“We just want to make sure that there aren’t any problems that we need to immediately address.”</span> One of the doctors pleaded. Araña rolled her eyes. <span class="mu-r">“Okay…I’ll give you a diagnosis, doc. I’m hungry, tired, and pissed as hell. We don’t have whatever it is that the bugs gave to the shark lady. If we did, we’d be displaying symptoms already.”</span> Benga nodded her agreement from where she sat on her bed, her legs curled up to her chest. <span class="mu-b">“But still…”</span> Another doctor tried to speak, but Araña cut him off with a raised finger. <span class="mu-r">“I don’t know if anyone’s told you about what happened while we were down there, but it’s given me a really, <span class="mu-i">really</span> low tolerance for being swarmed by overgrown pests. And I promise you, the next time someone pokes or prods me, they’re gonna lose a finger.”</span> Coming from a girl her size, it shouldn’t have been a credible threat. But there was something about the way she said it, and the look she gave them that warned them of both her willingness to carry it out, and her ability to do so. One of the doctors visibly gulped at that, and most of them took a step back. Seeing that her message had been received, Araña gave them a satisfied nod and shooed them away. <span class="mu-r">“Good. Now buzz off for at least an hour or two, choose one or two of your best doctors, and send them in later. We don't like being crowded.”</span> They all stared at her, and then turned to Gloria for confirmation. The Kingpin of Las Vegas let out a weary sigh and waved her hand in a sign of acquiescence. But you couldn’t help but notice that one of the corners of her mouth was curved upwards slightly in amusement. (Cont.)
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>>5746552 removed the logo and grey/whited the suit out for easy coloring, for anyone who wants to take a crack at it
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sat 26 Aug 2023 16:25:12 No. 5746592 Report After seeing that, there wasn’t a doubt in your mind that Araña had retained her free will and personality.
The medical staff filed out of the room and squeezed past you, giving you and your buddy odd looks on their way out. Once the doorway was clear, the two of you stepped into the room and approached the girls. You stopped at a safe distance away, just to be sure that you wouldn’t get on her nerves either, but the look in her eyes told you that she’d be willing to exercise more patience when dealing with you.
<span class="mu-r">“Hey. How’re you two holding up?”</span>
Araña let out a snort.
<span class="mu-r">“Just peachy. We’re getting checked for alien eggs and brain parasites. B here looks about as bad as I feel.”</span>
Benga glared at her friend, but there was no real malice behind it. They definitely looked better than they had when you rescued them. Their hair was no longer clumped with dirt and matted with sweat and blood, and they’d finally gotten a chance to change out of their filthy clothes and into a pair of generic scrubs. They took some time to clean up a bit while they were stuck in the pocket dimension, but that was no substitute for a proper shower, and you all knew it.
Araña smiled briefly at her friend, before returning her eyes to you and taking on an uncharacteristically serious expression.
<span class="mu-r">“But really, though. Thanks for getting us out of there. I pictured this all going differently in my head. I never wanted for you and your crew to scrap with a swarm of alien bugs. If I knew, I wouldn’t have…”</span>
She trailed off, looking unsure of herself as she regarded you. No one quite knew what sort of face you were making underneath that mask of yours, and Araña was venturing dangerously close to a sore spot that everyone had been courteously dancing around since you got here.
She wanted to apologize for what happened to Iara. And judging from Benga’s expression, she felt the same.
What will you say?
>”It’s not your fault. No one could have known what was waiting down there for us.” >”Don’t worry. Gloria’s flying in specialists to get her looked at. And Deep’s a tough one. She’ll pull through.” >”Just focus on getting better for now. You two have been through a lot, and I know you don’t like hearing it, but you’re still just kids at the end of the day.” >”Did the two of you really plan to have Rollo and Silas killed for Gloria’s benefit?” >”Have either of you thought about my offer of employment? I bet New York would be a lot less dangerous for you than Vegas right now.” >Write-in. Pastebins:
Character Sheet:
https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:
https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:
https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s 10 Commandments of the Desperados:
https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:
https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2 The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sat 26 Aug 2023 16:37:34 No. 5746606 Report I appreciate you deleting your post for the sake of spacing between storytime posts, photoshop-anon. But feel free to repost it whenever you get a moment!
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>>5746592 >”It’s not your fault. No one could have known what was waiting down there for us.” >”Have either of you thought about my offer of employment? I bet New York would be a lot less dangerous for you than Vegas right now.” now this is what I wanted to get to, we got plenty of contacts they could work with.
>Silvermane: Pretty much the closest thing to their former status quo. He's a decent boss and he's recruiting so it works out pretty well. >Madame Web: The "Canon" choice. There's always stuff going on in NYC so they are not gonna run out of jobs, and Abe could use the help. And grandma Cass' mansion is pretty safe now. >Maria Hill: My favorite choice. She's making a stealth superhero team and these two are a perfect fit. Contras are that they'll have feds watching their every move and getting down the helicarrier is a bitch, but at least they won't run out of things to do up there. Pros is that its probably the safest place of the bunch, and SHIELD is an impressive ally to have as we've seen before. Silver Sable is out because she probably doesn't hire kids under any circumstances.
And last but ceirtanly not least:
>Desperados: We've worked together, they know what we are about and I'm sure the other members would agree to let them in the club. We can get them their own property no problem and any of our conections can be theirs as well, no strings attached. Anonymous
>>5746592 >"Don't worry about what could have happened in the past. And don't worry about what's out of your hands now either. And Deep’s a tough one. She’ll pull through.” >"And you'll pull through too, even if it means getting prodded a little bit. But first eat and drink something, take a shower. But seriously, do get checked out before you go to sleep." I kinda don't yet want to talk about their employment, they should rest. But we can ask tomorrow.
Also, how old are they again?
>>5746590 >>5746606 deleted it as it was just in between your update
>>5746552 made a blank version with greyed out blank canvas so it's easy to stitck a logo on or color it
if anyone wants to take a crack at it
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>>5746592 >”It’s not your fault. No one could have known what was waiting down there for us.” >”Have either of you thought about my offer of employment? I bet New York would be a lot less dangerous for you than Vegas right now.” >”Just focus on getting better for now. You two have been through a lot, and I know you don’t like hearing it, but you’re still just kids at the end of the day.” Anonymous
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>>5746542 I like it but maybe just change the colour? The background hurts my eyes
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>>5746592 >”Bad shit happens in our line of business, let alone when you’re a mutant. That doesn’t mean we can’t be upset or try to make things right afterward though.” >”Go ahead and speak with Glass and Joyce before they head out. It’ll mean enough that you cared to care.” Then supporting
>>5746616 on employment offers. We can add the Morlocks in the mix if they want to serve as “drug runners” for magical goods between Gloria and NY. I’d prefer hooking them up with Webb though.
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>>5746616 >>5746735 >>5746622 >>5746793 >>5746621 >”It’s not your fault. No one could have known what was waiting down there for us.” >”Have either of you thought about my offer of employment? I bet New York would be a lot less dangerous for you than Vegas right now.” >Pitch suggestions for how they might lend their services. I'll be taking these. Gonna try and push out an update after I get some much needed rest. Having trouble staying up after all the running around I did earlier. Things should calm down considerably for me after today.
>>5746621 Both girls seem to be around Cindy's age, so you're guessing that they're either 14 or 15.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Mon 28 Aug 2023 00:51:52 No. 5748215 Report Quoted By:
You shook your head slowly. <span class="mu-r">“It’s not your fault. No one could have known what was waiting down there for us.”</span> Flint nodded his agreement. <span class="mu-g">“You’re just kids. No one expects you to know everything or do everything. I know what it feels like to always have something to prove, but don’t get yourselves killed because of it.”</span> The girls blinked at Flint several times, before Gloria drew their attention by rising from her seat and speaking up for the first time since you entered the room. <span class="mu-b">“He’s right. The two of you exposed yourselves to too much danger for my sake. And while I do appreciate the intent behind your actions, I still can’t accept that this self-destructive plot of yours was concocted in secret. Next time, keep me in the loop.”</span> Both girls were looking a bit bashful now. Neither of them spoke, so you took the opportunity to bring up something that you’ve been thinking about for a while now. <span class="mu-r">“Have either of you given thought to my offer of employment? I bet New York would be a lot less dangerous for you than Vegas right now.”</span> Everyone turned to stare at you. Flint was probably confused, since you never really told him about that little conversation you had with them. But Gloria’s gaze was more accusatory and suspicious. Araña waved a hand to bring her employer’s attention back to her. <span class="mu-r">“I hate to say it, but he’s right, G. It’s probably better if we don't show our faces in Vegas for a while. That was sort of our plan all along.”</span> Benga brushed her hair out of her face and took a more relaxed, confident posture on her bed. <span class="mu-g">“We need to disappear. Too many people after us now.”</span> Gloria looked between both girls, closed her eyes, and let out a large sigh while pinching the bridge of her nose. <span class="mu-b">“Like I said before, I could’ve helped you. Making someone disappear isn’t difficult.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“But there’s always a trail. And if you had a hand in helping them disappear, then it might’ve led back to you. This way, I can keep them safe and provide shelter for them.”</span> From the look that Gloria was giving you, you could tell that she was begrudgingly considering your argument. She was just having a hard time accepting it fully. <span class="mu-r">“If that’s okay.”</span> You turned to address the girls, but they looked like they’d already made up their minds. Somewhere along the way, they figured that sticking with you was probably better than being on the streets. <span class="mu-r">“What would you have us do?”</span> Araña asked. <span class="mu-r">“There are a couple options, actually. You can work for a local crime boss that I’ve got a good relationship with. His name’s Silvermane, and he’s in the midst of rebuilding his empire. He’s currently recruiting, so I can definitely put in a good word for you and see what he needs you to do.”</span> Gloria had a thoughtful look on her face. <span class="mu-b">“This is the guy you wanted me to meet.”</span> You nodded, confirming her conclusion. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Mon 28 Aug 2023 00:53:01 No. 5748216 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“I think the two of you could do some good work together. It’d be a mutually beneficial relationship for all of us.”</span> Gloria was probably considering just <span class="mu-i">how</span> lucrative this business would be for her in particular, but she wouldn’t say that out loud. You were getting pretty decent at reading her stiff expressions. Araña and Benga shared a look. <span class="mu-r">“I guess that’s not too different from what we’re doing now. We should probably dust off our resumes later.”</span> Benga just barely managed to suppress a snort, before remembering that there were other people in the room. Flint lightly nudged you in the ribs and leaned over to whisper in your ear. <span class="mu-g">“You really think that Silvio would hire a couple of kids, just like that?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“We won’t know until we try.”</span> <span class="mu-b">“You said you had other options.”</span> Gloria was glancing suspiciously between you and Flint, but you didn’t take any offense to it. She was just being protective of her kids, something that you understood all too well. You nodded. <span class="mu-r">“There’s a woman that I know who’d probably be able to help. She’s filthy rich, she owns a mansion that doubles as a nearly impenetrable fortress, and she’s about the nicest person that I’ve ever met.” Araña leaned back on her palms with a grin on her face. “You had me at ‘filthy rich’.” <span class="mu-g">“What would we be doing?”</span> Benga asked. “Probably things related to her philanthropic pursuits. Fighting crime, keeping the city safe, kissing babies. That type of stuff. Or maybe she’d try to keep you out of as much danger as possible. I don’t know for sure.” Gloria shook her head. <span class="mu-b">“That’s not very reassuring.”</span> “She’ll try her best to keep them safe, though. I can at least guarantee that.” You said. Flint crossed his arms as if to show his support of your decision. <span class="mu-g">“It’s a hell of a lot safer than them being on their own.”</span> Gloria couldn’t refute that, so she stayed quiet while the girls whispered to one another. Predictably, Araña was the first to speak up. “So…let me get this straight. You want us to be…what, superheroes?” “Superheroes, anti-heroes, vigilantes, sidekicks…whatever you want to call it. If you really don’t want to have anything to do with it, she won’t force you. I’ve already got a good friend in her employ, and he gets paid for his heroic exploits.” <span class="mu-i">That</span> seemed to grab their attention. Getting paid to fight crime was probably a novel concept to them. You felt the same way when she first made her offer to you. “But if you <span class="mu-s">really</span> want to make some money saving the world, I know a better position that I could probably get you in. And you don’t even need a college degree.” Both girls leaned forward, waiting eagerly to hear what you had to say. “You could do some work for S.H.I.E.L.D. Maria Hill is recruiting for her very own recon team.” (Cont.)</span>
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Mon 28 Aug 2023 00:54:22 No. 5748218 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“I think the two of you could do some good work together. It’d be a mutually beneficial relationship for all of us.”</span> Gloria was probably considering just <span class="mu-i">how</span> lucrative this business would be for her in particular, but she wouldn’t say that out loud. You were getting pretty decent at reading her stiff expressions. Araña and Benga shared a look. <span class="mu-r">“I guess that’s not too different from what we’re doing now. We should probably dust off our resumes later.”</span> Benga just barely managed to suppress a snort, before remembering that there were other people in the room. Flint lightly nudged you in the ribs and leaned over to whisper in your ear. <span class="mu-g">“You really think that Silvio would hire a couple of kids, just like that?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“We won’t know until we try.”</span> <span class="mu-b">“You said you had other options.”</span> Gloria was glancing suspiciously between you and Flint, but you didn’t take any offense to it. She was just being protective of her kids, something that you understood all too well. You nodded. <span class="mu-r">“There’s a woman that I know who’d probably be able to help. She’s filthy rich, she owns a mansion that doubles as a nearly impenetrable fortress, and she’s about the nicest person that I’ve ever met.”</span> Araña leaned back on her palms with a grin on her face. <span class="mu-r">“You had me at ‘filthy rich’.”</span> <span class="mu-g">“What would we be doing?”</span> Benga asked. <span class="mu-r">“Probably things related to her philanthropic pursuits. Fighting crime, keeping the city safe, kissing babies. That type of stuff. Or maybe she’d try to keep you out of as much danger as possible. I don’t know for sure.”</span> Gloria shook her head. <span class="mu-b">“That’s not very reassuring.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“She’ll try her best to keep them safe, though. I can at least guarantee that.”</span> You said. Flint crossed his arms as if to show his support of your decision. <span class="mu-g">“It’s a hell of a lot safer than them being on their own.”</span> Gloria couldn’t refute that, so she stayed quiet while the girls whispered to one another. Predictably, Araña was the first to speak up. <span class="mu-r">“So…let me get this straight. You want us to be…what, superheroes?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Superheroes, anti-heroes, vigilantes, sidekicks…whatever you want to call it. If you really don’t want to have anything to do with it, she won’t force you. I’ve already got a good friend in her employ, and he gets paid for his heroic exploits.”</span> <span class="mu-i">That</span> seemed to grab their attention. Getting paid to fight crime was probably a novel concept to them. You felt the same way when she first made her offer to you. <span class="mu-r">“But if you <span class="mu-s">really</span> want to make some money saving the world, I know a better position that I could probably get you in. And you don’t even need a college degree.”</span> Both girls leaned forward, waiting eagerly to hear what you had to say. <span class="mu-r">“You could do some work for S.H.I.E.L.D. Maria Hill is recruiting for her very own recon squad.”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Mon 28 Aug 2023 00:55:24 No. 5748219 Report Quoted By:
Everyone <span class="mu-i">physically</span> recoiled at that idea. <span class="mu-r">“Work? For S.H.I.E.L.D.!? You’re crazy, man.”</span> Benga was nodding along with her friend, while Gloria was giving you a wild look that told you she hadn’t expected you to have any ties whatsoever to the organization. She was still stunned by the revelation, but that would quickly turn to suspicion if you didn’t get to the point fast enough. <span class="mu-r">“What? You guys are great at sneaking around. You do your thing, get paid, and live a life of luxury. Instead of being six figures in debt, you could make six figures a year!”</span> Araña snorted a laugh. <span class="mu-r">“If we don’t fall off the edge. How’re we even supposed to get down from there? It’d pretty much be a floating prison for people like us.”</span> <span class="mu-g">“They’ll be watching our every move.”</span> Benga said, folding her knees up to her chest again. <span class="mu-b">“I don’t like it either. Especially the part where you know the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. well enough to make recommendations about her staffing.”/ Before anyone could blow up at you, Flint waved his massive arms around in order to defuse the situation. <span class="mu-g">“He’s not a rat, or anything like that. The two of them have got a bit of an unusual agreement, is all.”</span> Gloria narrowed her eyes. “Unusual how?” You waved a hand dismissively. <span class="mu-r">“Oh, you know. I do a few jobs for her here and there, she doesn’t throw me in prison, and she occasionally looks the other way when I draw too much attention to myself.”</span> Araña shook her head with mock pity. <span class="mu-r">“That poor woman. She must be overworked with how much trouble you get yourself into.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“You don’t know the half of it…”</span> You muttered. <span class="mu-r">“But if you don’t like that option, then I’ve got two more offers that I think you might like a little better. You can do some work for the Morlocks, moving magic flowers for our little startup, or…you can come work for us.”</span> You gestured to you and Flint, waiting for everyone to react, but they still seemed to be stuck on something that you said earlier in your sentence. <span class="mu-r">“Did you say ‘magic flowers’? I’m not the only one who heard that, right?”</span> Benga and Gloria slowly shook their heads at Araña, confirming that she wasn’t losing her mind. You were giving them a lot to think about in a very short amount of time. But, was there a specific job or faction that you were secretly hoping they would join? You might be able to influence their decision if you talked the job up a little bit. (Cont.)</span>
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Mon 28 Aug 2023 00:56:33 No. 5748222 Report Quoted By:
Everyone <span class="mu-i">physically</span> recoiled at that idea. <span class="mu-r">“Work? For S.H.I.E.L.D.!? You’re crazy, man.”</span> Benga was nodding along with her friend, while Gloria was giving you a wild look that told you she hadn’t expected you to have any ties whatsoever to the organization. She was still stunned by the revelation, but that would quickly turn to suspicion if you didn’t get to the point fast enough. <span class="mu-r">“What? You guys are great at sneaking around. You do your thing, get paid, and live a life of luxury. Instead of being six figures in debt, you could make six figures a year!”</span> Araña snorted a laugh. <span class="mu-r">“If we don’t fall off the edge. How’re we even supposed to get down from there? It’d pretty much be a floating prison for people like us.”</span> <span class="mu-g">“They’ll be watching our every move.”</span> Benga said, folding her knees up to her chest again. <span class="mu-b">“I don’t like it either. Especially the part where you know the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. well enough to make recommendations about her staffing.”</span> Before anyone could blow up at you, Flint waved his massive arms around in order to defuse the situation. <span class="mu-g">“He’s not a rat, or anything like that. The two of them have got a bit of an unusual agreement, is all.”</span> Gloria narrowed her eyes. <span class="mu-b">“Unusual how?”</span> You waved a hand dismissively. <span class="mu-r">“Oh, you know. I do a few jobs for her here and there, she doesn’t throw me in prison, and she occasionally looks the other way when I draw too much attention to myself.”</span> Araña shook her head with mock pity. <span class="mu-r">“That poor woman. She must be overworked with how much trouble you get yourself into.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“You don’t know the half of it…”</span> You muttered. <span class="mu-r">“But if you don’t like that option, then I’ve got two more offers that I think you might like a little better. You can do some work for the Morlocks, moving magic flowers for our little startup, or…you can come work for us.”</span> You gestured to you and Flint, waiting for everyone to react, but they still seemed to be stuck on something that you said earlier in your sentence. <span class="mu-r">“Did you say ‘magic flowers’? I’m not the only one who heard that, right?”</span> Benga and Gloria slowly shook their heads at Araña, confirming that she wasn’t losing her mind. You were giving them a lot to think about in a very short amount of time. But, was there a specific job or faction that you were secretly hoping they would join? You might be able to influence their decision if you talked the job up a little bit. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Mon 28 Aug 2023 00:57:34 No. 5748224 Report >Silvermane. He’s a solid employer, and you’ve already got a good relationship with him. >Madame Webb. She’s altruistic, kind, and loaded. The girls should be safe there, and you could easily visit them whenever you wanted. And, they might be somewhat inspired by her to try and do some good here and there. >Maria Hill. You’ve got a decent relationship with her, and you know that she could use some help with that team of hers. It’ll probably have more kids than she’s willing to deal with, but that’ll be her problem if she does end up accepting your proposal. >The Morlocks. Your most trusted allies, and the harvesters of the magical flowers that you intend to sell. They’re good people, and they deserve to be able to make good money, even without you. >The Desperados. You could always use a pair of thieves who could slip into small places and handle themselves in a fight. >Don't push them to make a decision right now. They've had a long day and they could use some rest. You also don't want to influence their decision too much. >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5748224 >Don't push them to make a decision right now. They've had a long day and they could use some rest. You also don't want to influence their decision too much. Anonymous
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>>5748224 >>Maria Hill. You’ve got a decent relationship with her, and you know that she could use some help with that team of hers. It’ll probably have more kids than she’s willing to deal with, but that’ll be her problem if she does end up accepting your proposal. maybe once the team is full Gwen will finally get to go on a mission. And I like our meetings with Hill
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>>5748224 >”Everyone accepts demons and bugs, but magic flowers gets that look? Are you going to be more or less shocked that I’ve dealt with a god several times too?” >”No, you’re not meeting him. At least with Maria I can claim to be annoyingly useful to her. That guy just doesn’t like me.” >Don't push them to make a decision right now. They've had a long day and they could use some rest. You also don't want to influence their decision too much. I’d prefer Webb or Morlocks, but all of them are good choices. Although it would be funny if hooking them up with Silvermane got them sent to Cindy’s school as Saya’s bodyguards. They’d be woefully out of their depth.
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>>5748224 >Don't push them to make a decision right now. They've had a long day and they could use some rest. You also don't want to influence their decision too much. >"Tho... There's maybe some people I now. They're real vigilantes and one in special i'm sure you're going to make friends with... You won't get paid there but I really trust them, and you wouldn't need to think on food and stay, I got you covered" Might as well offer them the option to get with Matt, White Tiger and Cindy. Just think about it: Benga, Araña and Cindy, best team ever.
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>>5748272 >>”No, you’re not meeting him. At least with Maria I can claim to be annoyingly useful to her. That guy just doesn’t like me.” he did help us when it counted, and he was pleased by us caring for Cindy
>>5748277 >Might as well offer them the option to get with Matt, White Tiger and Cindy. Just think about it: Benga, Araña and Cindy, best team ever. yeah, I don't see it. Vigilante work for free sucks. If Cindy wasn't chosen by a god I'd say we should help her turn to a life of crime
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>>5748281 She's our daughter wife
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>>5748437 Vishnu or whoever wills it
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>>5748224 >>Madame Webb. She’s altruistic, kind, and loaded. The girls should be safe there, and you could easily visit them whenever you wanted. And, they might be somewhat inspired by her to try and do some good here and there. just because we choose a life of crime doesn't mean we want that for kids
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>>5748224 >Don't push them to make a decision right now. They've had a long day and they could use some rest. You also don't want to influence their decision too much. Anonymous
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>>5748281 Yeah, we’re not all negative to Khonshu. But he does seem to view Cindy’s schooling as distracting from her duties and we’re the reason for that too.
I just think of stuff like getting a second Silvertongue, turning over Chameleon, hooking Gwen up with them etc. etc. and I don’t think of as many instances where we’ve been as annoyingly helpful to him as we have to the various acronym agencies. Being able to put up with us when we’re repeatedly both infuriating and helpful is the true measure by which I trust someone.
By that measure, I actually trust Silvermane less than Maria Hill. I only recall being helpful to him, not annoying. But the Maggia has enough of a rep of supporting “family” that I disregard that since we’ve stuck with Silvermane through some real tough times. Plus he gave us a snazzy suit.
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>>5748226 >>5748277 >>5748733 >>5748955 >Don't push them to make a decision right now. They've had a long day and they could use some rest. You also don't want to influence their decision too much. Taking these. I'll post an update tomorrow after I get home from work in the afternoon.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Wed 30 Aug 2023 07:47:39 No. 5750111 Report Quoted By:
You briefly considered pushing them to join up with a specific faction, but then you remembered that the two of them weren’t hardened criminals, and were in fact a pair of kids who’ve gone through a thoroughly traumatic experience. They’ve earned a rest before getting back to business. <span class="mu-r">“You don’t need to make a decision right now. I just wanted to let you know that you have options. Sleep on it. I hope you guys get well soon.”</span> You and Flint left the room shortly afterwards, leaving them to mull things over and rest up before they continued with their check-up. Your best buddy took it upon himself to check on Cat, but you were pretty sure that she was in much better shape than the other three. In the meantime, you busied yourself with playing a game of telephone with Maria Hill. You asked her to pass a message on to Pandora, who would hopefully arrange for Miles Warren to be teleported to your location. It took a while for either of them to get back to you, but once you explained your reason for requesting his help, their responses came quicker than you expected them to. Within the hour of you contacting Pandora, Miles Warren and the Silvertongue clone, Letty, magically appeared in the middle of the waiting room on the ground floor. The two of them caused quite the stir, but you managed to diffuse the situation fairly easily. The one known as Letty gave you a pleasant, formal smile and a slight bow of acknowledgement. She was currently wearing a dark blue sweater, with a white dress shirt and a green, plaid skirt. The combination made it look like she was a student in her late teens. <span class="mu-r">“Hello, Mr. Huntsman. You look well. Might I say that your new uniform is rather fetching.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Hey, Letty. Thanks for dropping in. You’re really living up to your namesake, buttering me up with your flowery language.”</span> Her smile grew slightly, and she used one hand to brush her dark red hair behind her ear. There was a playful nature to the way she was looking at you now. <span class="mu-r">“Oh? Is it a crime to give a compliment? I was unaware that you had developed a distaste for such…proclivities.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Just because you have an accent, doesn’t mean that every word that comes out of your mouth becomes instant poetry.”</span> You shot back. She tilted her head to the side in mock innocence. <span class="mu-r">“It doesn’t? I can always ‘give’ you a new accent if you’re not satisfied with your current one.”</span> You were about to open your mouth to reply when Professor Warren cleared his throat to get your attention. His wardrobe was more geared towards comfort and practicality. It actually didn’t look too different from what the doctors here were wearing. But instead of a proper coat, Warren wore a pristine robe that wouldn’t look too out of place in a spa, similar to the one that you and Ana visited together. <span class="mu-g">“If the two of you are quite finished, I’d like to know more about why I was called here.”</span> (Cont.)
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<span class="mu-r">“Sorry. Got a little sidetracked, there. Follow me.”</span> —--------- Upon arriving at the operating room where Iara was being monitored, you were surprised to find Gloria specialist already there waiting for you. She was a bit taller than average, but you suspected that was because of the black high-heeled boots that she was sporting. Your eyes trailed up her legs, where she wore a pair of dark, tight khaki pants. And instead of a coat or a robe, she wore a white, leather studded jacket, the zipper pulled down just enough to expose a healthy amount of cleavage. She must’ve noticed you staring, because she turned to stare right back at you, her eyes covered by a pair of large, magenta hexagonal glasses. And when she saw you approaching her, her red lips curved into what was probably meant to be a friendly smile, but came off a bit more wicked than was intended. The mole above her lip probably added to the effect. <span class="mu-g">“You must be the one that Gloria mentioned. I’m Ada, by the way. Is that your friend in there?”</span> Everyone’s attention turned to the stare in the room of what appeared to be a comatose shark woman attached to a bunch of complicated machines. A morose blonde woman and a slightly transparent young man sat on either side of her, exchanging a few words here and there without knowing that you were watching them. You narrowed your eyes and inclined your head slightly. <span class="mu-r">“Yeah. How much do you know about what happened?”</span> Ada ran a hand through her dark, disheveled hair and blew out a sigh. <span class="mu-g">"She's got an army of nanites rampaging around in her head, rewiring her brain to erase her personality and sense of self. At least, that's what I heard."</span> Warren took a few steps closer and pressed his hand against the glass. <span class="mu-g">"How long has she been like this?"</span> <span class="mu-r">"For a few hours now. Her condition's been deteriorating ever since we brought her back."</span> Warren gave you a troubled look. It was the look of someone who was preparing to break bad news to a patient. <span class="mu-g">“I might be a biochemist, but I’ve never dealt with anything like this. If this ‘Slaver Virus’ imitates biological organisms closely enough to be vulnerable to the countermeasures we might employ to fight an actual infection, then I might be able to prevent them from doing any further harm.”</span> <span class="mu-g">“Well…what if we didn’t have to disable them?”</span> You stared at Ada curiously, and she seemed to be nodding to herself, her green eyes gleaming with excitement. <span class="mu-g">“What if we help the Slaver Virus along? Stopping it now would only result in disaster. I suggest that we perform an emergency surgery to alter her body to better suit what the virus considers a suitable host.”</span> Ada seemed entirely unphased by the look of sheer horror that you were giving her. And more than that, both Warren and Letty appeared to be intrigued by her proposition! (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Wed 30 Aug 2023 07:51:52 No. 5750115 Report <span class="mu-g">“Think about it. So long as her body is compatible with whatever her brain is reshaped into, she’ll at least have a fighting chance.”</span> You scowled at her. <span class="mu-r">“What? You mean make her more like the Acanti? How does that save her from having her personality erased?”</span> Ada studiously pushed up her glasses and folded her arms over her chest. <span class="mu-g">“I’m afraid that we’re past that stage. From what I can see, her brain’s taken far too much damage already. Her neural pathways are eroding as we speak. She won’t be able to make connections as easily as before. Even if the procedure is a success…”</span> <span class="mu-g">“It’d be unrealistic to expect to get your friend back.”</span> Warren finished. You reeled from the blow of that revelation, feeling uncharacteristically off-balance once. It felt like the world was spinning. How could they just say things like that so easily? With such cold indifference. Didn’t they know that a woman was dying in there? <span class="mu-r">“Is it really not possible for her to get her memories back?”</span> You hated how weak and vulnerable your voice sounded in that moment, but you couldn’t help it. Ada looked from you to Warren, then ran a hand through her hair again. <span class="mu-g">“It’s technically not…impossible, but you shouldn’t place all of your bets on slim chances such as those. And more importantly, you should make sure that you and everyone around her are strong enough to see it through.”</span> You frowned in confusion. Ada shoved her hands in pockets and turned back to stare through the window leading to Iara’s room. <span class="mu-g">“The road to recovery will be difficult, and she may never return to being the same person that you knew. Knowing that, do you still want to go through with this? Can you truly bear the sight of seeing someone you love have their mind and body altered in such a way?”</span> You stared at her, and then joined her in peering into Iara’s room. If you gave the order, Warren and Ada would try their best to salvage what was left of Iara. But, at what cost? What will you say?>”I’ll have to ask her other friends first. This is an important decision, and I can’t just make it on my own.” >”What kinds of ‘physical changes’ are we talking about here? Nothing too drastic, right?” >”You mentioned that there were ways to bring her mind back, even if the virus screws up her brain. What’d you have in mind?” >”Whatever you have to do, do it. I told her that I’d find a way to bring her back, and I intend to do just that, no matter what it takes.” >”There’s no point if it’s not really her in there. I don’t know if I can put everyone through something like that.” >Write-in.
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>>5750115 >>”Whatever you have to do, do it. I told her that I’d find a way to bring her back, and I intend to do just that, no matter what it takes.” Anonymous
>>5750115 Warren must know how to get memories from genetics itself. at one point in the cloning process they must've been activated or something.
if we were to manage to figure out how the neural pathways are supposed to look like, we could reprogram those nanites to construct them again.
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>>5750115 >"I don't think she'd care too much about some bodily changes, you need to bring her mind back. But, you know, in a body that still walks and talks." Anonymous
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>>5750115 >”There’s no point if it’s not really her in there. I don’t know if I can put everyone through something like that.” >”You mentioned that there were ways to bring her mind back, even if the virus screws up her brain. What’d you have in mind?” Anonymous
>>5750115 Whatever you have to do, do it. I told her that I’d find a way to bring her back, and I intend to do just that, no matter what it takes.”
Whatever it takes to save our shark wife
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>>5750115 >”Warren, you were able to clone people with their memories, personality, everything. Is there any reason you couldn’t apply that to “revert” the changes in her mind after the nanites have been flushed out?” >”No offense to you Ada, I’ve seen what he can do firsthand.” >”I’ll have to ask her other friends first. This is an important decision, and I can’t just make it on my own.” Kinda what
>>5750128 was thinking, but I don’t know we need to reprogram the nanites to do it. I’ll defer to Warren if he thinks reprogramming is better than any other method he can think of though.
Also, community vote from the Morlocks before we subject their friend to mad science. Seems like a good idea to get what consent we can since some people see a mutant needing medical support as an opportunity, not a concern.
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>>5750115 >>5750572 Even more to toss at Warren since I’ve had longer to chew on it.
>”Her body is clearly resisting the change more than her mind, or the suggestion to alter her body wouldn’t be on the table. Can you help a part of her repel the changes fully to give you a clean sample to restore her from? Something far from the infection site, maybe part of an organ that the nanites haven’t altered because Acanti don’t have it so there’s no programming to change it?” >”I can ask around for reference materials on Acanti biology. I’m sure someone has had to deal with spacefaring bugs and the horses they rode in on before.” We’re basically asking Warren to take a backup of someone and restore an older version. If he succeeds with Ada they’ll have the market cornered for anti-aging/immortality drugs with none of the Theseus-ship questions that letting someone die then cloning them brings up.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Thu 31 Aug 2023 03:18:41 No. 5750816 Report >>5750117 >>5750488 >”Whatever you have to do, do it. I told her that I’d find a way to bring her back, and I intend to do just that, no matter what it takes.” >>5750572 >>5750771 These are very nice write-ins! Since it didn't get a whole lot of support from other anons, I won't be able to directly add everything you suggested into this next update. But what I can do is use some of this material to formulate options in the next vote!
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>>5750816 Is it too late for me to support it?
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Thu 31 Aug 2023 03:37:00 No. 5750826 Report Quoted By:
>>5750824 Nope! I'll just have to go back and alter a few things.
>>5750572 >>5750771 >”Warren, you were able to clone people with their memories, personality, everything. Is there any reason you couldn’t apply that to “revert” the changes in her mind after the nanites have been flushed out?” >”No offense to you Ada, I’ve seen what he can do firsthand.” >”I’ll have to ask her other friends first. This is an important decision, and I can’t just make it on my own.” >”Her body is clearly resisting the change more than her mind, or the suggestion to alter her body wouldn’t be on the table. Can you help a part of her repel the changes fully to give you a clean sample to restore her from? Something far from the infection site, maybe part of an organ that the nanites haven’t altered because Acanti don’t have it so there’s no programming to change it?” >”I can ask around for reference materials on Acanti biology. I’m sure someone has had to deal with spacefaring bugs and the horses they rode in on before.” Adding these!
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Thu 31 Aug 2023 04:37:44 No. 5750868 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“Warren, you were able to clone people with their memories, personality, everything. Is there any reason you wouldn’t be able to ‘revert’ the changes in her mind after the nanites have been flushed out?”</span> Warren scratched at the stubble on jaw and made a thoughtful hum. But before he could answer, you rushed to amend your statement. <span class="mu-r">“No offense to you, Ada, but I’ve seen what he can do firsthand.”</span> She waved a hand dismissively, as if to say “none taken”. <span class="mu-g">“You’re asking for a transplant, as opposed to growing an entirely new brain.”</span> Warren clarified. <span class="mu-r">“Her body’s resisting the changes being made to her mind, right? Otherwise, we wouldn’t be talking about altering her body right now.”</span> Both Warren and Ada nodded. <span class="mu-r">“Well, do you think you can help a part of her to repel the changes so that you can have a clean slate to draw a sample from? Something far from the infection site; maybe part of an organ that the nanites haven’t altered because the Acanti don’t have it. Then they’d have no reason to try and reprogram that part of her biology.”</span> Warren and Letty were giving you skeptical looks, but Ada seemed to be seriously considering your suggestion. You took that as encouragement to press further. <span class="mu-r">“I can ask around for reference materials on Acanti biology. I’m sure someone has had to deal with spacefaring bugs and the horses they rode in on before.”</span> You proclaimed. Ada nodded her agreement. <span class="mu-r">“Anything you can get us raises her chances of making it through this. I have to warn you though, an operation on this scale has never been attempted. Well…not by <span class="mu-i">me</span>, anyway.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Whatever you have to do, do it. I told her that I’d find a way to bring her back, and I intend to do just that, no matter what it takes.”</span> You looked from Ada to Warren, making it completely clear that you expected them to try their absolute best to save her. Warren’s ability to transfer memories through genetic samples was an innovation that should’ve been impossible, but you’ve seen the results of his work in both Abe and Letty. And the two of them are fully functioning sentients, with a few quirks here and there. You didn’t know anything about Ada, but if Gloria trusts her enough to operate on your friend, then you’re willing to believe that she isn’t some quack. And if there was anything that could make you feel even slightly better about this whole situation, it was the fact that neither of them argued with you or talked about how impossible it would be to pull this off. Because for them, it was a challenge. —---------- Unsurprisingly, no one other than Warren, Ada, and a few assistants that they hand-picked were allowed inside of the OR while the operation was taking place. This didn’t help to ease Joyce and Glass’ anxiety, and you wouldn’t dare claim to be any more secure in your state of mind. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Thu 31 Aug 2023 04:40:15 No. 5750870 Report Quoted By:
You friends came and went as the long, grueling hours crawled by. At their insistence, you got up to stretch and walk around every now and again, but you mostly stayed there, waiting with the Morlocks. Flint brought you food, and Ana and Felicia kept you sane by engaging you in casual conversation. The Prowler just worked on his inventions in silence while he waited, but his presence was still appreciated, nonetheless. More than that, the brooding bandit managed to surprise you all with detailed documentation of encounters and experiments conducted on the Acanti, straight from Roxxon Labs’ database! Apparently, he left a backdoor in their systems, in case of emergency. From the way he spoke, you got the impression that he suspected his ruse would be discovered after this breach of security. But frankly, you didn’t care! And after seeing the way that the Morlocks were looking at him after that little gift, you were pretty confident that they would start acting a bit friendlier towards him from now on. Joyce’s behavior following this event was a good example to go off of. Every now and again, Joyce would take an interest in whatever the Prowler was fiddling with at the time, and he’d begrudgingly show it to her. This usually resulted in him having to steal it back from her, or repair the damage she’d inflict upon the sensitive equipment. It was about the only thing that seemed to get her mind off of Iara’s operation. Glass tried to put on a front for her, but it was obvious that he was hurting. Which was about the only reason that you tried to hide your agitation at his friendliness with Anastasia. The two of them were really starting to hit it off, and you were starting to believe that Glass may have just been pretending to be a “hideous mutant outcast” this entire time. There certainly wasn’t any shortage of ladies that wanted to get to know him. He was just a very friendly guy. But in your honest opinion, that's as far as it went. He was just…nice. To just about everybody. You didn’t sense any flirtatious undertones to any of his words, and you weren’t picking up on any impure motives. So, you let it slide. Maybe he really was just trying to be friends with Ana. So long as it stayed that way, you wouldn’t have any problems. You were almost grateful that this was the thought that was currently dominating your mind, and not the anxiety of waiting to learn the fate of your friend after a harrowing adventure. But all of those feelings were brought back all at once when Joyce abruptly shot out of her seat, her eyes wide with fright. Glass regarded her with a confused frown. <span class="mu-g">“Joy? What’s wrong?”</span> Instead of responding, she turned and bolted down the hall, right towards the operating room where Iara was undergoing a potentially life-saving surgery! <span class="mu-r">“Joyce! Stop!”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Thu 31 Aug 2023 04:42:39 No. 5750873 Report Quoted By:
Instead of responding, she turned and bolted down the hall, right towards the operating room where Iara was undergoing a potentially life-saving surgery! <span class="mu-r">“Joyce! Stop!”</span> You leapt after her, trying to snag her with a webline to the foot. And that was when you discovered just how hard it was to stop someone who not only shared your incredibly quick reflexes, motor control, and precognitive senses, but could use those very same abilities against you. The webline that should’ve snagged her foot missed by mere centimeters, and you weren’t able to get another clean shot. There were too many people walking through this part of the hospital. Before you could stop her, Joyce came bursting through the doors, only to stop dead at the entrance. By the time you caught up, you figured out what had her so transfixed. You weren’t quite sure how, but the actual operating room seemed to be much bigger than the outside of the hospital suggested. There was an entire lab in here, filled with complex looking tools and devices that you couldn’t even begin to make heads or tails of. But what you did recognize was the person hovering just above the ground, surrounded by a pillar of light that was being projected by a disk installed in the ceiling. Or at least, you recognized <span class="mu-i">parts</span> of her. For one thing, she was larger than you remembered her being. Her muscle definition had gone from being “impressive” to “sculpted from marble”. Her skin tone had also changed. Instead of it being dull, rough and gray, it was now dark blue with patches of teal, and sleek, like the chassis of a vehicle. It almost looked like metal. Her nose was more pointed, like that of an actual sharp, and the gills on her neck resembled exhaust ports, rather than something belonging on an organic lifeform. Her hair, which had once been black, was now snow white, and had been tied up so that it wouldn’t interfere with all the instruments that were currently being used during this procedure. And her arms were- Oh God, her arm! Past the elbow, Iara’s arm ended in a stump, with a metal socket where multiple cables dangled from. Several feet away, Ada approached Iara, carrying what you could only guess was an incredibly realistic cybernetic arm that was identical to Iara’s other arm. As she slid it onto her patient’s body and locked it with a <span class="mu-i">twist</span> and a <span class="mu-i">click</span>, Iara’s eyes fluttered open briefly. Her cybernetic eyes glowed whitish blue, but even without pupils, you got the impression that her gaze was unfocused and bleary. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Thu 31 Aug 2023 04:44:22 No. 5750874 Report Neither you nor Joyce spoke, but the other scientists in the room seemed to take notice of your presence even without a verbal warning. Warren, Ada and Letty were easy enough to spot. Even with your interruption, they never stopped working. No one went to stop you or rush you out of the room, so you took this time to survey your surroundings more closely. The floor here was pale green, and unnaturally smooth. There were no scuff marks, not even a speck of dirt. It took you a moment to realize that the walls and ceiling were made of the same material. In some places, the surface of said material became blocky and uneven, but it was as if those ridges had been perfectly cut into cube-shaped platforms that rose and fell periodically.
And in the corners of the room, you saw a group of familiar-looking vats. The very same ones that Warren had built in ESU’s basement. It wasn’t hard to guess what the squirming shapes inside of those tubes were.
What will you say?
>”What did you do!? I told you to save her, not turn her into your own personal science project!” >"Can someone explain to me what's going on in here?" >”How the hell did you guys even manage to do this in such a short amount of time?” >”What’s her current condition?” >”Did you really have to do all of this without checking in with us a single time? These are some pretty big changes you’ve been making!” >”Either this hospital has an oversized budget for their medical-surgical wing, or you guys have been redecorating when we weren’t looking.” >”Change of plans. We’re going to sit in on the rest of this ‘procedure’. I better not see any funny business.” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5750874 ”Either this hospital has an oversized budget for their medical-surgical wing, or you guys have been redecorating when we weren’t looking
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>>5750874 >>"Can someone explain to me what's going on in here?" Anonymous
>>5750874 >>”What’s her current condition?” >>"Can someone explain to me what's going on in here?" Anonymous
>>5750874 >”You’re converting her body after all.” Not a question, just a statement. The only question is how much did the nanites do vs. them replacing parts of her.
>”Either this hospital has an oversized budget for their medical-surgical wing, or you guys have been redecorating when we weren’t looking.” >>”What’s her current condition?” >>"Can someone explain to me what's going on in here?" I hope she can still eat and taste things. Flint could use a buddy who gets his issues, but I can’t see him “celebrating” anyone who shares his fate.
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>>5750874 >”Either this hospital has an oversized budget for their medical-surgical wing, or you guys have been redecorating when we weren’t looking.” >”What’s her current condition?” >"Can someone explain to me what's going on in here?" Anonymous
Oh boy, we're gonna get chewed out for being a control freak again. Iara wanted to go out in a blast, which I can respect. But now she got a second mutant body horror experience.
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>>5751177 Hey man, don't complain when you weren't there to stop it.
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>>5751179 And I say that only because it was lonely being the sole contrarian last vote. Anonymous
>>5750874 >”Either this hospital has an oversized budget for their medical-surgical wing, or you guys have been redecorating when we weren’t looking.” >”What’s her current condition?” >"Can someone explain to me what's going on in here?" Anonymous
>>5751180 I was at least willing to kick it over for discussion with people closer to her. But I added my write-ins too since understanding all the options on the table is important and the scientists could chew on it while we gathered.[/spoiler.] Anonymous
>>5751179 I was there, my IP changed
I don't think there was a good solution beyond divine intervention. Sometimes people just get hurt and you can't do anything about it
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>>5751227 Trying to get their opinion was a good idea, but so was the attempt to keep her mind. It's the reason I supported your write-in after I lost. >>5751232 Fair enough, got to play the cards we were handled. Actually, the part of the second mutant body made me think, Glass said that people dislike mutants because they don't understand the changes and can't be recreated, but now with her new modifications, does it still count? Science did all that not, not the mutant genes. Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Thu 31 Aug 2023 22:15:39 No. 5751357 Report Quoted By:
>>5750883 >>5750889 >>5750974 >>5751063 >>5751100 >>5751183 >”Either this hospital has an oversized budget for their medical-surgical wing, or you guys have been redecorating when we weren’t looking.” >”What’s her current condition?” >"Can someone explain to me what's going on in here?" Taking these. Writing...
>>5751180 >>5751227 >>5751235 To be entirely fair, the votes were tied between asking the Morlocks for their opinion and making the decision for them. I could've tried to force a tiebreaker, but I didn't want to back track, cut the update short and hold a separate vote where Ben confronts Glass, Joyce and Callisto over the issue. Also, none of you could've known the extent of Iara's operation at the time, and the other Morlocks were adamant about keeping Iara alive, saving their friend's life. It's just that none of you really knew what that would involve. >>5751232 Pretty much this. >>5751235 I'll get into that at some point in the future!
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Fri 01 Sep 2023 00:32:05 No. 5751435 Report Quoted By:
You whisted in appreciation. <span class="mu-r">“Either this hospital has an outrageously oversized budget for their surgical-medical wing, or you guys have been doing some major redecorating while we weren’t looking.”</span> Joyce either didn’t hear you, or she was too transfixed by the sight of her friend being in such a miserable state. She took a few steps forward, but she stopped dead in her tracks as soon as she noticed that Warren was also here. Their eyes met, and even without being able to see the lower half of his face, you knew that the man was smiling at her with the warmth of a proud father. Her breath caught, and she looked torn between smiling and frowning. <span class="mu-b">“Warren…!”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Can someone explain to me what’s going on here?”</span> You asked. <span class="mu-r">“What’s it look like? We’re rebuilding your friend with body parts from her genetically spliced clones over there.”</span> Ada replied, inclining her head towards the cloning vats. Your stomach turned a bit at the thought of them dissecting Iara’s clones. But…how could they have even produced so many clones in such a short amount of time? It took Warren way longer to clone the Silvertongue. Even if he’s upped his game since then, that level of progress shouldn’t be possible for him yet. The man responsible for the act interjected before you could address your concerns. <span class="mu-g">“They technically aren’t sentient. They’re only alive in the barest sense, without any memories, and I remove their ability to feel pain before I begin the procedure.”</span> Warren corrected. You supposed that was…a <span class="mu-i">little</span> bit better, but it still didn’t answer your question of how any of this was possible in the first place. As your gaze roamed around the room, your eye caught Letty, wearing white scrubs and waving at you enthusiastically. <span class="mu-r">“Oh, hello there. It’s been a while hasn’t it?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“It’s barely been a day.”</span> You retorted. Warren shook his head and carefully removed his surgical mask. His beard had grown out since the last time you saw him yesterday! <span class="mu-g">“I’m afraid that time flows differently for us here. It’s why we’ve been able to make as much progress as we have.”</span> Ada nodded and stretched her hands out. A pair of blueprints was being projected in the air in front of her, but it just looked like a mess of lines and words to you. <span class="mu-r">“This is my own personal time-dilation chamber. I had your friend wait outside while we prepared everything in here ahead of time. Warren grew his clones, spliced their DNA with that of a Starshark, harvested their flesh and organs, and I grafted them onto your friend after imbuing them with my own…’augmentations’.”</span> Okay. Now you just HAD to ask. <span class="mu-r">“What the hell’s a ‘Starshark’?”</span> Letty jumped at the chance to answer your question before anyone else could. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Fri 01 Sep 2023 00:33:14 No. 5751437 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“An Acanti sub-species. They’re sharks that can swim in space. Warren and Ada believe that grafting their flesh onto your friend will make her sturdier. You’re lucky to have missed the moment when they began sewing it onto her body.”</span> You gave your friend a worried glance, but you couldn’t help but be intrigued by the whole process. <span class="mu-r">“What’s her current condition?”</span> Ada pushed up her glasses and clasped her hands together. <span class="mu-r">“At the moment, she’s stable. I’ve given her a new body, part synthetic, and part organic. Her biology is somewhat similar to that of an Acanti, if an Acanti was also a synthezoid with an enchanted skeleton. I’ve given her a blood transfusion to flush out some of the nanites from the Slaver Virus, and I introduced a healthy dose of Horton Cells to combat some of their more aggressive changes. As a result, her brain has mostly recovered from the damage that was done to it.”</span> Uh-oh. You didn’t like the sound of that. <span class="mu-r">“Mostly?”</span> Now it was Warren’s turn to push up his glasses. Except his weren’t nearly as comically large as Ada’s. <span class="mu-g">“Your friend should be fully capable of doing everything that she was able to before, and then some. But for some reason, she’s been mostly unresponsive to any and all emotional stimuli.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“The lights are on, but no one’s home.”</span> Ada put in. Your stomach dropped upon hearing that, and a jolt of panic ran through your whole body. And judging from the expression on Joy’s face, she was feeling even worse. <span class="mu-g">“But that’s not to say that she won’t be able to recover from this. It’s possible that this is simply a mental or emotional block brought on by her traumatizing experience, an after-effect of the Slaver Virus, or a side-effect of the procedure. Or maybe it’s a product of all three, and her mind is struggling to cope with the changes made to <span class="mu-i">it</span> and her body.”</span> Warren hastily added. <span class="mu-r">“And speaking of changes, we’ve added some upgrades!”</span> Letty said, with more enthusiasm than was entirely appropriate or necessary, given the situation. Ada looked more than happy to list off the improvements that were made in your absence. <span class="mu-r">“I’ve reinforced her bones and muscle fibers, making them denser, while inscribing a weight enchantment to make them lighter. Her skin is tough enough to shrug off a 50 caliber round, so it'll be far harder for anyone to injure her now. I’ve also outfitted her with an organ similar to the one that allows the Acanti to travel at lightspeed, so she should be noticeably faster and, well…able to fly. I’m sure she’ll enjoy that when she remembers who she is.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“She can even breathe in space now! And she shoots lasers from her eyes, and-!”</span> Letty and Ada looked like they could ramble on and on about the improvements that they’ve made to Iara’s new body, but they both fell speechless when they noticed what their patient was doing. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Fri 01 Sep 2023 00:34:15 No. 5751438 Report Iara’s eyes were fully open now, and she was staring directly at you and Joyce. Her mouth was opening and closing wordlessly, and the entire room went silent to hear and see what was going on. After about a minute, everyone else gave up on her actually getting a word out, but you and Joyce continued staring at her.
Ada smiled appreciatively at the shark girl.
<span class="mu-r">“How interesting. That’s the biggest reaction we’ve gotten from her so far. She must really like you two.”</span>
What will you say/do?
>”What was that I heard about you installing laser weaponry in her body?” >”You mentioned that you ‘enchanted’ her bones? If you used both magic and technology to create her new body, can she even be considered a mutant anymore?” >”Sounds like she’s got all the bells and whistles now. I can’t wait to see the look on her face when she remembers who she is and realizes that she can fly.” >”How long do you think it’ll take for her to recover?” >”Hey guys? Can we have a moment alone with her? Maybe we can help jostle her memory.” (Write-in.) >Walk up to Iara and give her a big hug. Maybe she’ll respond positively to it. >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5751438 >"Iara is now part laser cyborg space shark, huh? If the situation leading to it all wasn't so messed up, I would say that's pretty cool." >”How long do you think it’ll take for her to recover?” >”Hey guys? Can we have a moment alone with her? Maybe we can help jostle her memory.” (Write-in.) >"Joy, can you try talking to her a bit, about the name she gave you?" Anonymous
>>5751444 Actually, maybe that first comment isn't appropriate right now.
Same for not asking about the mutant thing, I want to know, but there's time and place
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>>5751438 >”Hey guys? Can we have a moment alone with her? Maybe we can help jostle her memory.” (Write-in.) This is a bit longer than a moment, but bring in some video games and movies that Joyce and Iara played/watched. We can put her skills to the test and see if Iara can join too. Also, get another order of pizza flown in. I’m sure that won’t cause anyone any regrets whatsoever. In the meantime, talk about the Silvertongue mission, her role, Cindy, and how we felt during all of that.
Also backing the “talk about Joyce’s name” bit from
>>5751444 .
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>>5751446 Agreed. My response to Lettie would be to gently say
>”Look, I appreciate the enthusiasm. That said, the ask was to bring Iara back. Did you put in any thought into that? It’s important not to lose sight of the mission when things get tough, y’know? Bringing her back, not upgrading her?” >”I’m not saying you did a bad job. But I know who you work with so maybe you’re picking up some of the wrong cues from them. We can talk it through more later.” Of all the scientists in the room, Warren seems the most cognizant of what we were actually looking to accomplish and give us some hope on how to get there. That’s pretty bad. Maybe we can coach Letty to not lose sight of the important things like “emotional wellbeing” for pet projects since she’s definitely not surrounded by the most empathetic role models.
I assume Ada is a professional mad scientist and is thus immune to such constructive criticism.
>>5751438 >>5751472 Since I brought it up, I’ll add that to my vote.
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>>5751501 I think we should talk to them about the upgrades later, let's focus on Iara right now.
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>>5751438 >Walk up to Iara and give her a big hug. Maybe she’ll respond positively to it. And a kiss on the cheek. Anonymous
>>5751438 I'd gonna veto talking about her new appearance...
also just assuming Glass came running in after us
>”Hey guys? Can we have a moment alone with her? Maybe we can help jostle her memory.” >Walk up to Iara and signal Glass and Joyce to initiate group hug. Maybe she’ll respond positively to it. >"Joy, can you try talking to her a bit, about the name she gave you?" Anonymous
>>5751438 She is probably cussing us out right now.
>>5751472 +1
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sat 02 Sep 2023 00:00:29 No. 5752057 Report >>5751444 >>5751472 >>5751723 >>5751929 >”Hey guys? Can we have a moment alone with her? Maybe we can help jostle her memory.” (Write-in.) >"Joy, can you try talking to her a bit, about the name she gave you?" >Play video games with the Morlocks, have some pizza flown in and reminisce about the past. Taking these. Writing...
>>5751723 Well, ever since you stepped inside of the time dilation chamber, time has been passing slower outside of the bubble. Glass is still chasing you down the hall. But since these votes are calling for a gaming session, I'm gonna have to mess around a bit.
>>5751501 The most talented people in this room have some pretty fucked up morals sensibilities, but they make up for it by being VERY smart and resourceful.
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>>5752057 >Open up the door, see Glass moving slow >”GET OVER HERE!” >Webshot Glass into the room like Scorpion. Perfection. The kids will appreciate it.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sat 02 Sep 2023 02:17:51 No. 5752129 Report Unfortunately, I think I'm going to have to delay this update. It's a bit hard for me to focus on this right now. I'll try and get it out as soon as I can.
>>5752073 And I WILL be including this in the update!
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>>5752129 No problem Score
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>>5752129 >No update >YOUR SOUL IS MINE! But seriously, no worries. Still happy to have helped simplify the writing with Mortal Kombat quotes.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Mon 04 Sep 2023 13:59:30 No. 5754195 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“Hey, guys? Can we have a moment alone with her? Maybe we can help jostle her memory a bit.”</span> Everyone traded concerned glances, but they ultimately decided to honor your wishes and began filing out of the room in a rush. You were about to thank them for their understanding, but then you were forced to consider an entirely different reason for the urgency with which they departed. If what Warren and Ada said was true, then these people have probably been stuck in here for a very, <span class="mu-i">very</span> long time. Most concerning was the lack of a bathroom or shower, but you weren’t sure if you really wanted answers to such questions, so you kept it to yourself. Joyce was trailing after Warren, the two of them sharing a private moment as Joyce uttered more words than you heard from her collectively in your entire time knowing her. It reminded you that she wasn’t incapable of speaking in full sentences. She simply didn’t have a whole lot to say, most of the time. But the closer that Warren got to the door, the more Joyce started to pull back. You could tell that she was eager to speak with her creator, but she also knew that taking care of her friend was even more important. Warren seemed to take note of her inner turmoil, because he urged her to stay with Iara. <span class="mu-r">“Hey, Joy. Can you try talking to her a bit about the name she gave you?”</span> You called out. <span class="mu-b">“Okay!”</span> Her reply was enthusiastic. Seeing Warren again must’ve put her in a better mood. She’d started to run back towards you, but she stopped after a few seconds and turned back around to face Warren. She gave him a warm smile. <span class="mu-b">“We’ll catch up later?”</span> Warren returned the smile, his eyes brimming with pride. <span class="mu-g">“Of course. We’ll catch up later.”</span> Joyce’s smile grew, and she nodded furiously before returning to your side. Warren stared at her back wistfully for a while, but he eventually turns back around and follows the rest of the doctors out the door. When it swung open, you got a good, long look at Glass, moving at a snail’s pace, pumping his arms and legs as fast as he could while outside of the time dilation chamber. Which…wasn’t very fast at all. You were starting to wonder just how long it took you come barreling through those doors from the perspective of Warren, Letty and Ada. Well, it didn’t really matter at this point. Glass’ arrival worked perfectly in your favor. <span class="mu-r">“Hold that door open for me!”</span> You shouted. The doctors in front obliged you and stepped aside just in case. And as soon as you saw an opportunity, you shot a webline past all of them and snagged Glass by the shirt. His delayed expression of sheer shock, panic and bewilderment was absolutely priceless. You decided to engrave it in your memory as you reeled him in with a sharp tug. <span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-r">“GET OVER HERE!”</span></span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Mon 04 Sep 2023 14:05:03 No. 5754196 Report Quoted By:
Glass’ yelp started out as being comically slow, only for it to suddenly speed up the moment he entered the range of the time dilation chamber. Joyce seemed to take great satisfaction in this, because she was using her webs to reel him in right alongside you. <span class="mu-g">“What are you guys-!?”</span> It wasn’t hard to figure out what had shut him up so definitively. His brain must’ve stopped working the moment he laid eyes on Iara. He staggered back, despite neither you nor Joyce exerting any force on him with your weblines, both of which were conspicuously placed over where his nipples should be under his shirt. <span class="mu-g">“Wha…what’d they do her!? I thought you said that they were going to fix her!”</span> He was understandably upset, and you had no choice but to take the brunt of his anger as gracefully as you could. You were surprised too. You grabbed him by the shoulders and held him firmly in place. <span class="mu-r">“Trust us, we’re doing everything we can to help her. But in order for that to happen, I’m going to need your help, some video games and a stack of pizzas.”</span> Glass blinked several times before the meaning of your words finally dawned on him. And even then, he looked terribly confused. —--------- You weren’t too well-versed on the inner workings of…whatever the hell Ada does, but you remembered that Gloria vaguely referred to it as “magitech”. She was somehow able to use her spells to interface with technology around her, which is how she managed to conjure up a flat screen that was as big as a movie screen, along with the newest next-gen game console and four controllers! You weren’t sure if she took them out of a storage space, or if she literally used her magic to create them out of thin air. The difficulty came from Koa having to procure the games, movies and pizza that you requested. Luckily for him, you decided to order from a local establishment. By the time he’d arrived to deliver everything, you had to block his view of Ada’s pocket dimension to stop him from asking too many questions. But what really saved you was his wariness towards you whenever pizza was involved. You could detect the faintest amount of apprehension from him, just in case you decided to request something entirely unreasonable. And considering your track record, you supposed that wasn’t entirely unreasonable. Joyce bounced up and down excitedly on the couch when she saw you walk back in carrying a fat stack of pizzas. <span class="mu-b">“Is that Shotgun Dan’s?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Not this time, Joy. Koa deserves a break every now and again.”</span> You replied. She visibly slumped in disappointment, which made Glass chuckle. <span class="mu-g">“Pizza is pizza, Joy. I’m sure it’s fine.”</span> You placed the pizzas on a nearby table and began handing out plates and napkins. <span class="mu-r">“Damn! I forgot the drinks. Oh, well. I can always chase him down in an hour or two. He probably hasn’t even reached the elevator yet.”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Mon 04 Sep 2023 14:09:37 No. 5754199 Report Quoted By:
Everyone gathered around you, taking two or three slices each, with the exception of your mutual friend. You all turned to stare at Iara, who was eyeing the pizza so intimately that you were afraid to be the one standing between her and the table. <span class="mu-r">“Uh…which one would you like?”</span> You asked, picking up two boxes with two different toppings and presenting them to her. She stared at you, dumbfounded, her mouth agape, and she gratefully accepted both boxes. And without further ado, she proceeded to stuff an entire pizza into her newly enlarged, gaping maw. Her eyes lit up as she chomped and chewed, and the other two Morlocks were forced to back up a bit, or risk getting cheese, marinara and pepperoni on their clothes. Iara, in particular, was wearing a skintight dark blue bodysuit that left very little to the imagination. Glass had given her his hoodie to wear, just so that she wouldn’t feel cold or exposed. <span class="mu-r">“I guess she hasn’t lost her appetite.”</span> You said with a light chuckle. Glass joined in as well, and some of the unease that he felt before slowly started to melt away. Joy looked pleased by her reaction as well. If anything, watching the shark girl eat was somehow less horrifying than watching Glass eat. You could actually <span class="mu-i">see</span> his chewed food sliding down his throat! After grabbing your food, you sat down beside Iara and dug in. There wasn’t a whole lot of talking during this time. Just quiet appreciation of the food and each other’s company. You got up to grab the drinks from Koa a few minutes later, who, as you suspected, hadn’t managed to get very far since the last time you’d checked on him. <span class="mu-r">“Alright! Who wants to watch a movie?”</span> —-------- It went without saying that none of you had any real intention to actually <span class="mu-i">watch</span> the movie. It was just meant to be on in the background so that you had something to listen to while you talked. Also, it just so happened to be a comedy that Iara enjoyed. Every now and again, you managed to get a smile or a chuckle out of her. But there was a marked change in the way that she smiled now. Her jaws were wider, for one, and her protruding snout gave her an appearance not dissimilar to a cartoon mascot. It was simultaneously jarring and just a little adorable. Joyce took a deep breath, preparing herself for the conversation that you asked her to have with her friend and mentor. You didn’t know if her words could rattle something loose in Iara’s memories, but you had to try. <span class="mu-b">“Hey, Deep. Do you…remember me? It’s Joyce. You gave me that name. It…it made me really happy.”</span> She paused for a moment, wiping at the corners of her eyes. You and Glass just remained silent and watched Iara for any sort of reaction. She had mostly been paying attention to the movie up until now, but she started glancing at Joy every now and again, noticing that something was clearly wrong. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Mon 04 Sep 2023 14:24:01 No. 5754205 Report <span class="mu-b">“Ben introduced me to you a while ago. You were…smaller back then. Your hair was curlier too. I like the way it is now, though.”</span> Joy reached out to run a hand through Iara’s white, wavy hair. The shark girl reacted by placing a hand on Joy’s arm and giving it a light squeeze. Glass gave them both a warm, affectionate smile. <span class="mu-g">“That’s when Joyce joined our family, the Morlocks. She had a bag full of candy and video games. Do you remember that?”</span> Iara blinked in confusion and tilted her head to the side slightly, as if looking at Glass from another angle would somehow change something. Glass’ smile faltered a bit at that. Iara’s reaction was far from encouraging. <span class="mu-r">“You remember the Morlocks down by the Alley. You guys live in the classiest sewer on this entire planet, thanks to yours truly.”</span> You said, jabbing a thumb back at yourself. <span class="mu-r">“That’s part of the reason for why we met. You heard that there was clean drinking water in the Alley, and you moved in with Callisto and Glass.”</span> You were about to explain who Callisto was, when you noticed that Iara’s mouth was moving. <span class="mu-b">“Cal…listo.”</span> Her voice wasn’t nearly as viscous as you remembered it being. It was smooth and woefully innocent. Like Joy had been before she started interacting with more people. And then, Iara raised one hand to cover her eye, and your breath caught. She was covering the same eye that Callisto had her eyepatch on! Iara uncovered her eye and stared at Glass. <span class="mu-b">“Glass.”</span> She turned to Joyce, reached hand out, and ran it through her hair in the same way she’d done to her. <span class="mu-b">“Joyce.”</span> Both Joyce and Glass were nodding enthusiastically, their faces cracking into relieved smiles. Finally, she turned to you. You swallowed hard as she focused on you with an uncomfortable amount of intensity. Then, she smiled wide, her face splitting into the biggest grin you’ve seen from her since you brought her here. <span class="mu-b">“Ben…Parker.”</span> You couldn’t help but laugh. You didn’t even care that Glass overheard. Just hearing her say your name was such a relief that you thought your legs might give out. But then, she turned her finger back on herself and looked at each of you questioningly. Was she...asking who she was? Those nanites must've scrambled her brain good. What will you say? (Video game segment comes after this!)>"Your name is Iara. You helped me when Cindy lost her voice. You protected the Morlocks when Callisto and Joyce needed you the most. And you protected my team when the entire mission went lopsided. You're a hero, as far as I'm concerned." >"You're 'The Deep One', a friend of the Morlocks and mutants everywhere. And...you're my friend too." >"That 'emergency procedure' gave your power a major boost. I think that deserves a new name. How about...'The Starshark'!" >Let Glass and Joyce answer that one for you. They probably know her better than you do. >Write-in.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Mon 04 Sep 2023 14:26:21 No. 5754207 Report Apologies for the super late update! I've been a bit tied up these past few days. On the bright side, I'm really starting to get used to my new job, and I'm back to working day shifts. So pretty much all of my updates are going to take place in the afternoon after I get back from work.
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>>5754205 >"Your name is Iara. You helped me when Cindy lost her voice. You protected the Morlocks when Callisto and Joyce needed you the most. And you protected my team when the entire mission went lopsided. You're a hero, as far as I'm concerned." >Then motion to Glass and Joyce to add their own visions of Iara Anonymous
>>5754205 >"You helped me when Cindy lost her voice. You protected the Morlocks when Callisto and Joyce needed you the most." >"You're our friend, and our hero. You did something really brave and saved the whole lot of us. Even before then you were already an amazing person. But you got hurt and are just a little bit out of it right now..." >Then motion to Glass and Joyce to add their own visions of Iara. I kinda don't want to tell her her name in hope she'll bring it back herself.
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>>5754205 >>5754213 I’ll back this and add
>Talk about the time she introduced herself as (or the first time you called her) Iara without revealing her name. The others can join in too. >Poke more fun at Callisto since that triggered her memory. Do one of you have a talent for voice improvs? If she can remember enough to recall her own name then I’d trust her to decide if/when she stops fighting to remember who she was in exchange for being someone new instead.
I tried searching my memory
looking in the archive to see if we ever had a scene where Iara told us her name. Looks like the first time it was ever used was when she arrived at the hotel here in Ben’s narration so it had to happen off-screen. I’d quote it directly otherwise.
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>>5754207 Great to hear! Also
>>5754226 Support
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>>5754205 >>"Your name is Iara. You helped me when Cindy lost her voice. You protected the Morlocks when Callisto and Joyce needed you the most. And you protected my team when the entire mission went lopsided. You're a hero, as far as I'm concerned." >>5754226 +1
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>>5754226 We heard it from Callisto when we presented W to them. I think
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>>5754730 Ok im wrong, we just knew when she came to vegas two threads ago
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man, just think of all the shit Warren now knows thanks to us, what is he gonna do when he goes Jackal? alternatively, what's gonna happen when the Blasphemy Cartel comes around...
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>>5755438 Had to look those up, so take anything I saw with several grains of salt.
The Jackal threat is partially neutralized thanks to W successfully cloning Gwen. He might make more Ws if either Gwen or W died instead of picking up a mask. Even if he did mask up, I don’t think we’d be his direct target since W and Gwen are with other groups.
As for Blasphemy Cartel, they’d have to weigh whether we’re better off dead, uninvolved, on their side through coercion, or on their side willingly. With how well-connected and adaptable we proved to be during the Silvertongue incident I could fully see them deciding we’re both too small (compared to other enemies) and too much of a hassle to deal with so they don’t bother us unless we step into their business.
Even then they may send a gently-worded “fuck off” before trying to eliminate us. Still need mental protection just in case though.
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>>5755438 yeah, well, he'll also be a person of interest to WAND, so it's not like we'd have to face that threat alone either
>>5755459 oh yeah, we should continue our search for some more mental fortitude
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Tue 05 Sep 2023 23:24:35 No. 5755690 Report Quoted By:
>>5754210 >>5754213 >>5754226 >>5754604 >"You helped me when Cindy lost her voice. You protected the Morlocks when Callisto and Joyce needed you the most." >"You're our friend, and our hero. You did something really brave and saved the whole lot of us. Even before then you were already an amazing person. But you got hurt and are just a little bit out of it right now..." >Then motion to Glass and Joyce to add their own visions of Iara. Taking these. Writing...
>>5755438 >>5755459 >>5755464 You've already seen him take an interest in the culture of exchanging secrets amongst those in the magic community.
>Blasphemy Cartel Don't worry you pretty little heads about that, just yet!
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Wed 06 Sep 2023 03:32:29 No. 5756139 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“You helped me when Cindy lost her voice. You protected the Morlocks when Callisto and Joyce needed you the most. You’re our friend and our hero. You did something really brave and saved the whole lot of us. Even before then you were already an amazing person. But you got hurt and are just a little bit out of it right now..."</span> Upon hearing your words, Iara adopted an expression that you weren’t at all used to seeing on her. She looked downright embarrassed by all the praise that you were piling on her. But she didn’t get a chance to get a word in before Glass and Joyce jumped in to shower her with compliments. <span class="mu-b">“I thought you were a bit scary when I first met you, but you turned out to be really nice.”</span> Joyce said, leaning in closer to her shark friend. Iara tried to lean away, but that only brought her closer to Glass. <span class="mu-g">“You’ve been my best friend for years now. No one’s had my back like you have. Even when we were on the X-Force together, you’d go out of your way to protect the team, no matter how much you got hurt. I always admired you for that.”</span> If Iara was capable of blushing, you suspected that her face would be bright red. <span class="mu-b">“You’re always getting us pizza on the weekends.”</span> Joyce added enthusiastically. <span class="mu-g">“And everyone in the Alley looks up to you. You’ve barely been there for a year, and they already see you as a big sister.”</span> Glass put in. <span class="mu-b">“And…and…you can eat an entire burger in one bite!”</span> The two of them went on like that for a while longer, with Iara growing increasingly more uncomfortable with each passing remark. And when it looked like she couldn’t take it anymore, she flew up and away from the couch! You all looked up to stare at your friend floating in the air. She looked nervous, which struck you as odd, since…you don’t think you’ve ever seen her be afraid of anything. If anything, her behavior now reminded you of… You glanced at Joyce, wondering if she’d made the connection between Iara’s behavior now, and hers in the past. The only difference being that Iara wasn’t as jumpy and mistrustful as Joyce had once been, but she was clearly shaken up from having just woken up after Ada and Warren’s invasive procedure. You have no idea what state of mind she’s in right now, but there’s clearly some part of Iara still left in there. You just need to find a way to dig it out. —-- You tried to coax Iara back down, but she was a little too preoccupied with learning how to control her newfound flight capabilities. Must be the effect of that artificial Acanti organ that Ada was talking about. Either way, it didn’t look like she’d be joining you anytime soon, so you decided to kill some time by playing a few games with the other Morlocks. Maybe Iara would come back down if it looked like you were having a lot of fun. Glass looked worried, but he decided to play along for now. It wasn’t as if he could catch her, even if he wanted to. —-------- (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Wed 06 Sep 2023 03:36:34 No. 5756146 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-b">“BOOM! Get rekt!”</span> Despite your prior experience with the game, and you having practiced since your last bout, you still had a hard time facing Joyce. Apparently, she and the other younger Morlocks have been investing an impressive amount of hours into the game. Robbie was a frequent opponent of hers, which is where she got her foul banter from. <span class="mu-b">“I guess it’s not your type of game, Ben!”</span> Joyce exclaimed, her personality taking on a far more competitive attitude than you would’ve expected. You glared at the victory screen portraying Joy’s character, rather than glare at the one responsible for the taunting. <span class="mu-r">“I think Ada messed up when she made my controller.”</span> You grumbled. Glass smirked at you. <span class="mu-g">“Uh-huh. And next you’ll be blaming the lag.”</span> You tossed your controller aside and slumped back into the couch, waiting for Glass and Joyce to que up another game. <span class="mu-r">“You’ve been getting your ass kicked too, you know.”</span> You argued. Glass just shrugged. <span class="mu-g">“I told you before that I’m not good at this game. I don’t have any confidence for her to crush, since I don’t have any stake in this.”</span> Joyce pointed a finger at him and laughed mockingly. <span class="mu-b">“Glass just mashes buttons.”</span> Despite her clear insult, Glass didn’t seem the least bit disturbed by her comment. <span class="mu-g">“Iara said that it makes me unpredictable.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Well mash harder. We’ve got to knock Joy off of her high horse.”</span> It was only then that you noticed a familiar presence creeping ever closer, still hovering in the air. Iara was right above the couch, glancing curiously at the screen. Her legs were crossed and her hands were on her knees as she leaned forward to see better. You raised the controller and offered it to her. <span class="mu-r">“Wanna play next?”</span> When she looked at you, you didn’t detect a trace of the nervousness that motivated her to flee. Rather than the boundless curiosity that Joyce portrayed in her fist few months of being alive, you felt like you were witnessing someone slowly waking up from a long rest. There was still a haze clouding her mind, making her movements and memories feel groggy and uncoordinated, but she was progressively becoming more and more accustomed to her surroundings as time went on. She shook her head. <span class="mu-b">“I’m okay. I like watching.”</span> You nodded and put the controller back down. You weren’t sure how comfortable she was up there, but you made room on the couch just in case she got tired of it. <span class="mu-g">“How’re you feeling? We didn’t mean to crowd you.”</span> Glass said, struggling to pay attention to her and the game at the same time. She flashed her teeth at him in a gleaming grin. <span class="mu-b">“I know. You all seem nice. It was all just…a little overwhelming. Those things you told me…what you said about me, I think I remember a bit of it. It comes back in flashes, sometimes, but…”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Wed 06 Sep 2023 03:42:32 No. 5756153 Report You leaned forward, eager to hear just how much she remembered.
<span class="mu-b">“I remember some things, but it doesn’t feel like I’m the one involved. It’s like I’m…watching someone else live a life that everyone else is telling me that I had.”</span>
What will you say?
>”At least you’re starting to remember stuff. That’s a step in the right direction.” >”The fact that you’re already speaking in full sentences means that you’re recovering quickly.” >”So you remember our names, and some bits of your past, but not who you are. I’ve played a bunch of video games with premises like that. It’s a bit cliché at this point, honestly.” >”I’m really not sure what to do in a situation like this. Are you feeling any discomfort from the surgery, or any sort of...issues with your new body?" >"Don't sweat it. Maybe you'll remember more once we can get you back home." >"Why don't you tell me what you do remember, and we can go from there." >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5756153 >”At least you’re starting to remember stuff. That’s a step in the right direction.” >"Why don't you tell me what you do remember, and we can go from there." Anonymous
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>>5756153 >(solemn) "Well, we knew there were risks, but don't stress yourself. Whoever you decide to be, you will always have friends in us." >Reach out as if to shake her hand in a greeting Anonymous
>>5756153 ”So you remember our names, and some bits of your past, but not who you are. I’ve played a bunch of video games with premises like that.”
>”Thinking of a light-side or dark-side run? I’d recommend the former, hero runs are usually easier for people starting out and it sounds like you might need a few starter levels in ‘you being you’ first.” >”Might be a bit personal Joyce, but could you talk to her about how you’ve figured out who you are? You can do it when Glass and I aren’t around if you want, but it sounds like she may think of her old self like you’d think of Gwen. You get to be the big sister If this doesn’t get support, I’ll switch to backing
>>5756362 .
Seems she isn’t as attached to her past self as we’d hoped. I’m willing to venture a joke to avoid piling the expectation on her being Iara then.
Also I’m hoping the idea of being a big sister freaks W out but Iara looks at her with puppy-shark eyes and she caves to the idea.
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>>5756362 support
>>5756502 I don't think talking about lightside/darkside runs helps here
but maybe add some support of your mentions of how Joyce thought she'd need to fill Gwen's shoes, even though Gwen's shoes weren't empty at the time? I don't know how to phrase it
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>>5757408 The run stuff was to keep it light and joke-y to backpedal on the expectations a bit. I’m open to other jokes!
For Joyce, something like
>So it feels like you’re expected to be someone else you vaguely know about yet never met? Filling in for someone that seems like they could drop in at any point and upend what you think and feel if it happened? I can think of a big brother and sister who could really get that, and one of them is here right now. Joyce and Abel have met their “originals” now, but I figure they can channel their feelings from before those meetings for real talk on hers. “Iara” coming back would mean a very different thing compared to them, but they can empathize to the idea of possibly being replaced themselves as the “copy” of the “original”.
Still keeping the brother/sister thing since all the Warren clones share a “father” and to lightly tease Joyce.
Unrelated, I wonder if Abel has considered being a criminal psychologist. Work for free with a stipend from Webb, coax criminals onto healthier paths. Might be less stress than swinging around saving the city as a hero.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Thu 07 Sep 2023 23:04:42 No. 5757859 Report Quoted By:
>>5756362 >>5756502 >>5757408 >(solemn) "Well, we knew there were risks, but don't stress yourself. Whoever you decide to be, you will always have friends in us." >Reach out as if to shake her hand in a greeting Taking these. Writing...
>>5756502 This certainly changes the dynamic between Iara and Joyce in an interesting way!
>>5757408 Joyce had a much easier time trying to find her place in life, since she didn't have anything to miss. She was mostly just sheltered and cautious. People like Iara and Abe have a much more complicated situation.
>>5757598 That could actually be a very fitting profession for Abe, considering his powers. You're free to pitch the idea next time you see him.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Fri 08 Sep 2023 01:19:50 No. 5757959 Report Quoted By:
You shrugged and let out a long, weary sigh. <span class="mu-r">“Well…we knew there would be risks, so try not to worry about it too much. Whoever you decide to be, you’ll always have friends in us.”</span> You said, reaching a hand out for her to shake. Iara stared down at it for several seconds, before breaking out into an open-mouthed smile that revealed all of her incredibly sharp teeth. She gripped your hand and shook it vigorously. You tried your best to ignore the way your bones creaked and ground together painfully in her grasp. <span class="mu-b">“Thanks! You’re really nice. That pretty much matches up with my memories of you, though. I’ll try my best to remember as much as I can.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“It’s fine. Just take your time and try to live your own life. If you do end up remembering things, and you decide that you don’t want to live your life as the woman in your memories, then you should feel free to make your own choices and become your own person.”</span> Iara nodded as if you’d just given her sage advice. <span class="mu-b">“That…actually does make me feel a bit better. I’ll try my best to…live my life, I guess?”</span> You both nodded and returned your gazes to the game. After about a minute, she turned back to face you, her head tilted to the side slightly. Her body was starting to follow the movement, and she was slowly rotating in mid-air until she was almost upside-down. <span class="mu-b">“Can I ask you a question?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Shoot.”</span> “How exactly am I supposed to…?” <span class="mu-r">“Live your life?”</span> <span class="mu-b">“Yeah. I mean, you guys know me better than I know myself. What exactly should I be doing? You said that I’m supposed to protect people, right? That’s what the ‘me’ from before did.”</span> Iara had already done a 180 by this point, and was in the process of completing her rotation. You leaned back into the couch and let out a thoughtful hum. For most people, the thought of having complete and absolute freedom to reinvent themselves would be a dream come true. Especially after receiving a fresh, cyborg body. But for someone who just woke up after losing their memories and having their personality wiped, the prospect of not having anyone or anything to tie you down could be…somewhat intimidating. Being able to do whatever you wanted, without consequences was a liberating notion, but it also meant that no one really cared what you did. “Iara” had peers, but this version of her was still trying to find out where she stood with them, and how she should address them. And for someone who was only just beginning to discover their place in the world, having too many options might be a bit anxiety-inducing. By now, both Joyce and Glass had stopped playing and were watching the two of you. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Fri 08 Sep 2023 01:21:10 No. 5757960 Report What will you say?
>”Don’t rush it. Whatever you decide to do, me and the Morlocks will support you.” >”Feel free to just try things out. You shouldn’t be afraid of making mistakes. I should know. I do it all the time.” >”Just follow Joyce’s lead. She’s your big sister now.” >”I’ve got a brother that knows a bit about what you’re going through. I think he can show you a thing or two if you’re willing to meet up with him.” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5757960 >”Thing is, you’re not supposed to do anything. You find things you want to do or want to avoid though, and that’s how people figure out what to do instead.” >”But people tend to like what they’re good at, and you’ve certainly got the powers to protect people. It’s a decent place to start when you’ve got people you can turn to for the times it doesn’t go well.” >”Just follow Joyce’s lead. She’s your big sister now.” >”I’ve got a brother that knows a bit about what you’re going through. I think he can show you a thing or two if you’re willing to meet up with him.” The spider family is adopting a baby shark. Cue the music.
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>>5757960 >”Don’t rush it. Whatever you decide to do, me and the Morlocks will support you.” >”I’ve got a brother that knows a bit about what you’re going through. I think he can show you a thing or two if you’re willing to meet up with him.” Anonymous
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>>5757960 >”Thing is, you’re not supposed to do anything. You find things you want to do or want to avoid though, and that’s how people figure out what to do instead.” >"Protecting people is not what 'living' is. Eating pizza, having fun with friends and making art is what living is." >"Protecting people and in turn having them protect you is 'survival', and those people probably make the best friends too." >"And the best of us will even protect those who can't or even wouldn't extend the courtesy." >”But people tend to like what they’re good at, and you’ve certainly got the powers to be good at it. It’s a decent place to start when you’ve got people you can turn to for the times it doesn’t go well.” >”Just follow Joyce’s lead. She’s your big sister now.” >”I’ve got a brother that knows a bit about what you’re going through. I think he can show you a thing or two if you’re willing to meet up with him.” >>5757960 just mixed in a little something into this
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>>5758256 linked to the wrong one, obviously meant this one
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>>5758256 I can back the additions. It needs to be tweaked so our write-ins transition more smoothly between each other but the sentiments are all clear.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Fri 08 Sep 2023 23:26:04 No. 5758759 Report Quoted By:
>>5757969 >>5758045 >>5758522 >”Don’t rush it. Whatever you decide to do, me and the Morlocks will support you.” >”I’ve got a brother that knows a bit about what you’re going through. I think he can show you a thing or two if you’re willing to meet up with him.” Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sat 09 Sep 2023 00:30:34 No. 5758807 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“Don’t rush it. Whatever you decide to do, me and the Morlocks will support you.”</span> You said. She tucked her knees close to her chest and leaned away slightly while floating, accidentally shoving her webbed feet in your face in the process. They only narrowly missed your cheek, but you tilted your head to the side just to be safe. <span class="mu-b">“You’d really do that? You and those sewer guys?”</span> Iara asked. Her eyes had somehow become larger than they were before. Instead of being inky black orbs, they were more lifelike. More…human-looking. And right now, they were practically <span class="mu-i">sparkling</span> with admiration. <span class="mu-r">“Of course. In fact, I’ve got a brother that knows a bit about what you’re going through. I think he can show you a thing or two if you’re willing to meet up with him.”</span> Now her eyes really <span class="mu-i">were</span> sparkling. You were sure of it. Coincidentally, you remembered that Letty mentioned something about Iara being capable of shooting lasers, and you suddenly became <span class="mu-i">very</span> uncomfortable with the idea of having her focus on you so closely. <span class="mu-b">“You’ve got a brother? What’s he like?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Well, he’s a lot like me, just a <span class="mu-i">little</span> less handsome.”</span> Glass rolled his eyes at that. <span class="mu-g">“And you’ve got Callisto too. I’m still trying to figure out how we’re going to explain all this to her. I barely understood what happened, and I was here to see it all.”</span> Joyce nodded her agreement. These past few days have been a very stressful and confusing jumble of events that you were still trying to untangle. And part of you was worried that Callisto would <span class="mu-i">literally</span> try to kill you once she found out what happened to her friend during your mission. You would just have to face the music when the time came and hope for the best. <span class="mu-b">“Uh, actually…”</span> You all looked up at Iara. She was sitting upright again, slowly floating between Glass and Joyce. <span class="mu-b">“Can I…”</span> Joyce smiled sheepishly and handed the controller over to her friend. Iara accepted it gingerly, clearly trying very hard not to crush it like an egg. And just like that, the night went on, with Iara learning how to play a fighting game for the first time. She ended up breaking two controllers by accident after she got particularly riled up, but she seemed to get her strength under control after that. It was a night full of laughter, greasy food and cheesy comedies. And for just a little while, you were truly able to let yourself relax. That is, until Koa came bursting through the door to get you. <span class="mu-r">“Hey Huntsman, the girls want to talk to you.”</span> —---------- (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sat 09 Sep 2023 00:32:21 No. 5758812 Report Quoted By:
Content to leave the Morlocks to their own devices for a while longer, you allowed Koa to escort you back to the girls’ room. According to him, it hadn’t been very long at all since you snatched those drinks out of his hands. That meant that, at best, Araña and Benga only got about a day or two of rest, and that’s not even counting the time spent undergoing what you could only assume was a series of invasive tests. Gloria wanted to be absolutely certain that what happened to Iara wouldn’t happen to <span class="mu-i">her</span> girls. And honestly, you couldn’t blame her. You weren’t even sure if you could call Iara’s procedure a success. She was just so…so different from the way she used to be. It was going to be a major adjustment for everybody when you reintroduced her to the Morlocks. By the time you’d arrived, both girls were sitting up in their beds and waiting for you. They looked much better than they had when you’d last seen them. There was still an aura of weariness about them, but it wasn’t that bone-deep exhaustion that they’d cultivated over the course of several restless nights, on account of the Brood attacking them constantly. Araña perked up when she saw you. Her usual smile was one of a seasoned scam artist, constantly looking for her next mark, but at this very moment, she just looked plain glad to see you. Curiously, Gloria wasn’t here at the moment. <span class="mu-r">“Hey, boss. Haven’t seen you in a minute.”</span> You chuckled at that. <span class="mu-r">“That statement is more true than you think.”</span> Benga gave you a confused look, but you refused to elaborate further on the topic. After all, it was more fun to keep them guessing. Maybe you’d tell them later. <span class="mu-r">“Nevermind that, though. You wanted to see me?”</span> Araña nodded. She had a serious look on her face, for once. It didn’t quite match up to Benga’s, but that was mostly because the red-headed girl naturally had a nonchalant air about her. <span class="mu-r">“We’ve been thinking about your offer, and all the options you gave us.”</span> She began. Benga picked up right after her. <span class="mu-g">“And we want to hear more about that…’magical flower’ thing.”</span> It sounded like she had difficulty bringing up a topic <span class="mu-i">this</span> ridiculous, but you personally didn’t understand why they would blink twice after having fought alien gangsters and a group of villainous circus performers. You were more than happy to hook them up with a job, but there were a few things that you’d probably need to figure out before anything was set in stone. Like their means of transportation, and a place to live. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sat 09 Sep 2023 00:33:22 No. 5758814 Report What will you say?
>”Seeing as how you two aren’t old enough to drive, we’ll have to figure out an alternate means of transportation. Which do you prefer? Bikes? Rocketboards? Grappling hooks?” >”You guys can crash with me if you want. If not, I can get you set up with your own place, and we can discuss little things like rent and furniture later.” >”Would you like to meet some of the guys you’ll be working with? They might be a few days ahead of us, though, so we should probably bring snacks.” >”You guys will basically be carting around crates of fairy flowers to wizards and alchemists that want to use them in their experiments. Kindly avoid using the product unless you’re off the clock.” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5758814 >”You guys will basically be carting around crates of fairy flowers to wizards and alchemists that want to use them in their experiments. Kindly avoid using the product unless you’re off the clock.” Anonymous
>>5758814 >”You guys will basically be carting around crates of fairy flowers to wizards and alchemists that want to use them in their experiments. Kindly avoid using the product unless you’re off the clock.” >”You guys can crash with me if you want. If not, I can get you set up with your own place, and we can discuss little things like rent and furniture later.” Anonymous
>>5758814 >”Would you like to meet some of the guys you’ll be working with? They might be a few days ahead of us, though, so we should probably bring snacks.” >”Fair warning, they’re the ones who were down a member after the raid. She’s bounced back, but she’s, uh. Different. She also doesn’t remember much so just be normal.” >”You guys will basically be carting around crates of fairy flowers to wizards and alchemists that want to use them in their experiments. Kindly avoid using the product for out-of-body experiences unless you’re off the clock and have been properly trained. I haven’t tested my web for soul-catching properties and I’d rather not find out in an emergency.” >”Stop looking at me like that, I’ve absolutely said weirder things before.” >”You can crash at my place for a bit while you get up and running or I can rent out an apartment instead. Your choice.” Anonymous
>>5758814 >"Ah yes, the magical flowers thing. You see, we flew with Peter Pan to Neverland and fought Captain Hook and stole his pirate gold, but the fairies played a trick on us and had the gold turn into flowers when we got back. And now we're cultivating them." >”You guys will basically be carting around crates of fairy flowers to wizards and alchemists that want to use them in their experiments. Kindly avoid using the product recreationally unless you’re off the clock.” >”You guys can crash with me if you want until we find you something more permanent.” Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sun 10 Sep 2023 00:32:53 No. 5759835 Report Quoted By:
>>5758823 >>5758835 >>5758850 >>5759105 >”You guys will basically be carting around crates of fairy flowers to wizards and alchemists that want to use them in their experiments. Kindly avoid using the product unless you’re off the clock.” >”You guys can crash with me if you want. If not, I can get you set up with your own place, and we can discuss little things like rent and furniture later.” Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sun 10 Sep 2023 02:00:10 No. 5759895 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“You guys will basically be carting around crates of fairy flowers to wizards and alchemists that want to use them in their experiments. Kindly avoid using the product recreationally unless you’re off the clock.”</span> The girls exchanged concerned glances. <span class="mu-r">“What does that shit even do, anyway? Are we supposed to wear gloves when we touch it? Do we need masks when we’re around it?”</span> Araña was leaning back on her hands, looking at you skeptically. Benga was giving you a similarly dubious look. <span class="mu-g">“What’s the market value for this stuff? How much should we be charging?”</span> You held a hand up to halt their onslaught of questions. <span class="mu-r">“You can wear protective gear if you like, but I haven’t heard any complaints from the people that’ve been growing these things. I think they’re supposed to be magical hallucinogens. They have to be ingested if you want them to take effect. Burning them as incense is an alternative method, but the effect is weaker and it wears off quicker. And as for the value of the flowers, I’ve got a price sheet lying around somewhere. Doctor Strange included a bunch of bizarre currency that wizards and witches like using in place of actual money.”</span> Araña’s eyes went wide. <span class="mu-r">“Wait. You’ve met Doctor Strange?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Huh? Oh, yeah. We’ve met a couple times already. It’s hard to find him at home, though. I’ve thought about making appointments, but I don’t feel like getting waitlisted. You know what they say. Better to ask for forgiveness than permission.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“And he’s absolutely cool with us pushing your product? Aren’t superheroes always telling kids to stay in school and stay off drugs and shit?”</span> Araña asked, giving you an amused grin. <span class="mu-r">“He doesn’t seem to think that they’re addictive, but that might change if we try and tweak the formula.”</span> You said. Benga leaned forward, almost as if to ask what your intentions were regarding that. You waved a hand at her dismissively. <span class="mu-r">“But we can worry about that later. For now, let’s just focus on building up our customer base. Oh! And if you guys need a place to live, I can let you crash with me for a little while. If not, I can get you set up with your own place, and we can discuss rent and furniture later.”</span> Both girls glanced at one another, and through some unspoken, sisterly telepathy, they made up their minds. Of course, Araña was the one to speak up for both of them. <span class="mu-r">“We’d like our own apartment, please. Girls need their privacy, and all that. You know how it is.”</span> Benga nodded along, and you nodded with her. <span class="mu-r">“Sure. We’ll work something out as soon as you guys are cleared to leave.”</span> Araña’s smile widened. <span class="mu-r">“Alright, then. I guess we’re bound for the Big Apple, Benga. A big city with even bigger marks.”</span> Benga gave her a disapproving look, but even you could tell that it wasn’t entirely genuine. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sun 10 Sep 2023 02:02:17 No. 5759899 Report <span class="mu-g">“We just got a job. Isn’t it a little early to start thinking of side hustles?”</span>
Araña laughed and slipped her sunglasses back onto her face.
<span class="mu-r">“You can never have too many side hustles, B. That, and we haven’t gotten to discussing payment yet.”</span>
Benga conceded the point with a slight nod.
<span class="mu-g">“True, but finding a safe place to live takes priority.”</span>
<span class="mu-r">”Fair enough. Not getting shanked by Roberto and Silas’ boys does sound pretty good.”</span>
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Shortly afterwards, Gloria returned to the room with the girls’ doctors, and you were quickly rushed out of the room for their last round of examinations.
This was just a safety precaution to satisfy Gloria’s paranoia, however. You were all pretty sure that the girls were clean, and they’d most likely be getting discharged in another day or two.
What will you do until then?
>Find Warren so that you can talk to him about a few things. If your memory served you correctly, he still had a single, living radioactive spider in his possession. >Spend as much time with Anastasia as you can before she heads back to finish her part in organizing the Great Hunt. >Call Callisto and tell her the bad news. The rest of the Morlocks can join you in the call to soften the blow. >Head into your pocket dimension to check on the plant thing. >Track down Ada and try and acquire her contact info. She's definitely a mad scientist, but she's also got mad skills. >Wait patiently with your team for everyone to be discharged. (Skip to the end) >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5759899 >Track down Ada and try and acquire her contact info. She's definitely a mad scientist, but she's also got mad skills. >Call Callisto and tell her the bad news. The rest of the Morlocks can join you in the call to soften the blow. Anonymous
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sun 10 Sep 2023 18:56:49 No. 5760408 Report Quoted By:
>>5759907 >>5759943 >>5760123 >>5760189 >Track down Ada and try and acquire her contact info. She's definitely a mad scientist, but she's also got mad skills. >Call Callisto and tell her the bad news. The rest of the Morlocks can join you in the call to soften the blow. Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sun 10 Sep 2023 19:05:48 No. 5760414 Report Quoted By:
While the girls finished their final round of examinations, you decided to go and track down Ada for a nice, long chat. And thanks to that weird, time dilation thingy, she and the other scientists hadn’t gone far. After exiting the hospital, they all split off in opposite directions for a lunch break. Ada had chosen a nearby diner that someone had recommended to her. As you pushed through the door, one of the establishment’s servers started to greet you upon reflex, but she paused halfway through her greeting when she noticed the costume that you were wearing. Every patron in the diner turned to stare at you, some of them murmuring to each other nervously. You took this opportunity to scan the room, searching for any sign of the good doctor. And when you spotted someone who fit her profile, you saluted the lady who tried to greet you and strode on over Ada. <span class="mu-r">“Afternoon, ma’am.”</span> The old waitress raised a hand and gave you a weak wave in return, confusion and apprehension clear on her face. Every eye in the diner followed you as you walked over and sat down across from Ada. She had been one of the only ones that didn’t turn to gawk at you as you entered, and even now, she barely batted an eye when you sat down in front of her. She did, however, pause mid-bite, her mouth only mere inches away from the greasy burger she’d ordered. She placed her food back onto her plate and gave you a friendly smile. <span class="mu-r">“Huntsman. To what do I owe the pleasure of your company tonight?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“I just figured I’d join you in grabbing a bite to eat. Hope you don’t mind me sitting here.”</span> She shook her head slightly. <span class="mu-r">“No, not at all. The food here is delightful.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“What would you recommend?”</span> You asked, grabbing a menu off of the table. <span class="mu-r">“I hear the bacon mushroom burger is to die for.”</span> You found the item on the menu, nodded to yourself, and waved for a waitress to come and take your order. The young woman was clearly nervous, but your jovial attitude helped to break the tension somewhat. Once she was gone, you returned your attention back to Ada. <span class="mu-r">“That pocket dimension of yours is something else. I wish mine did stuff like that.”</span> You said, watching as Ada popped a french fry into her mouth. <span class="mu-r">“It wasn’t easy to make it. Took years of research and experimentation.”</span> You frowned at her. <span class="mu-r">“Really? You don’t look that old.”</span> Ada’s smile widened, and she pushed her glasses up with her pinky. <span class="mu-r">“Hm. I never said that I was the one who conducted the research necessary to create it. Well…not <span class="mu-i">all</span> of it, at least. The only thing that matters is that it’s in my possession now. Is your friend having any trouble adjusting to her new…’situation’?”</span> You gave her a slight shrug. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sun 10 Sep 2023 19:06:49 No. 5760415 Report <span class="mu-r">“It’s honestly hard to tell. She’s regained full motor control, and she’s speaking in full sentences again, but she’s struggling to remember who she is, even though she’s got access to a decent chunk of her memories.”</span>
Ada steepled her hands in front of her, rested her chin on them and nodded.
<span class="mu-r">“Well that’s a far better result than what I initially expected. Your girl is resilient, I’ll give her that. She should have fully acclimated to the organic and synthetic tissue that we grafted onto her, but her mind is struggling to keep up with all the changes her body’s gone through. I’m afraid that all we can do is wait and see how her condition develops.”</span>
What will you say?
>’Would you be interested in exchanging contact info, then? I’ll need some way to call you if something goes wrong.” >”What would you say to a mutually beneficial partnership? I think we could do great work together.” >”Gloria tells me that you use magic to interface with technology? How exactly does that work?” >”Answer me honestly. Did you really have to give her the ability to shoot lasers? Because it just sounds like you guys were having fun in there.” >”Do you take commissions? Because I’ve got an idea for something I’d like you to make.” (Write-in.) >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5760415 >"Well, for reasons you can surely understand, the mutants are a private bunch." >"Would you be interested in exchanging contact info, then? So you can do a follow up appointmmenr. We’d also need some way to call you if something were to go wrong.” >If she agrees also ask if we can call her on other topics we think she could help, and that we'd make it worth her time Anonymous
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>>5760415 >’Would you be interested in exchanging contact info, then? I’ll need some way to call you if something goes wrong.” >”What would you say to a mutually beneficial partnership? I think we could do great work together.” >"So, does Iara still count as a mutate instead of mutant after all the modification you made? A friend of mine said that the reason people fear one and not the other is because one is understood and repeatable, while the other isn't." Anonymous
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>>5760415 >’Would you be interested in exchanging contact info, then? I’ll need some way to call you if something goes wrong.” >”Do you take commissions? Because I’ve got an idea for something I’d like you to make.” (Write-in.) >”A small-scale version of that time dilation to make me faster woven into my suit would be nice. We have the specs for a broad-spectrum energy absorber that would probably work with my flame. Think we can use that to power it?” Anonymous
>>5760415 >>5760472 I’ll switch to backing this as well. Not sure I want to really get in with the crazy mad scientist lady, but Prowler and Flint could benefit from working with her and we have an extensive range of magical contacts for her. Even some heroes if she’s feeling adventurous!
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Tue 12 Sep 2023 22:06:42 No. 5762167 Report Quoted By:
>>5760472 >>5760473 >>5761126 >"Well, for reasons you can surely understand, the mutants are a private bunch." >"Would you be interested in exchanging contact info, then? So you can do a follow up appointment. We’d also need some way to call you if something were to go wrong.” >If she agrees also ask if we can call her on other topics we think she could help, and that we'd make it worth her time Sorry for the delay! Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Wed 13 Sep 2023 02:05:40 No. 5762435 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“Well, for reasons you can surely understand, the mutants are a private bunch.”</span> Ada nodded and reached for her drink. <span class="mu-r">“Yes. I’ve never had the opportunity to examine a mutant until now. Your friend should still technically be considered one, but even I can’t tell how much discrimination she’ll face, should her identity as a mutant be made public. If I were her, I wouldn’t tell anyone that I possessed the X-Gene. It’d make life easier for her.”</span> You couldn’t argue with that. Taking pride in being a mutant was one thing, but seeing as how this version of Iara didn’t have any stake in that war, it’d be far easier to pretend that she was just a mutate, rather than a mutant. <span class="mu-r">“Would you be interested in exchanging contact info, then? We’ll need a way to contact you for her follow-up appointment, or if something goes wrong.”</span> Instead of replying normally, Ada waved her finger through the air and casually sipped from her straw. A moment later, your phone buzzed in your belt pouch. <span class="mu-r">“There. You’ll have to forgive me if I didn’t set a contact photo for myself. I don’t take many personal pictures, and I don’t consider myself to be very photogenic. I can share some of my art with you if you’d like. Do you have an interest in art, by any chance?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“If the resale value is high enough, then yeah. I’d say that I have a mild interest in art.”</span> You replied. The look on her face told you that that wasn’t the answer that she expected or wanted, so you decided to change tack. <span class="mu-r">“But…that doesn’t mean I’m not open to learning more about it. Feel free to send me whatever you think is interesting. And in return, I hope I can do the same to you whenever I come across something strange or unusual. I can even make it worth your while.”</span> Before answering, Ada held up a finger, picked up her burger and took a big bite out of it. She chewed it appreciatively, and rather thoroughly in your opinion. When she finally swallowed, she placed the burger back down and stared across the table as if she was studying you. <span class="mu-r">“Alright, you’ve piqued my interest. If all your requests are as unusual as your most recent one, then I can’t imagine myself becoming bored in your company.”</span> You extended a hand towards her. <span class="mu-r">“So we have a deal?”</span> Ada smartly took a moment to wipe her hands before shaking yours. And seeing as how you had an order coming up, you figured that you should make yourself comfortable and further acquaint yourself with the Techno-sorceress.>Ada has been added to your Contacts! —------------ After everyone’s lunch break, Ada returned to recover her pocket dimension. During your time away, the Morlocks continued bonding with each other and gorging themselves on pizza. But at some point, they realized that spending time within the time dilation chamber and requesting food every few minutes could get annoying, so they started spending time outside of it instead. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Wed 13 Sep 2023 02:06:41 No. 5762438 Report That gave your fellow Desperados an opportunity to meet the new Iara. And despite them being residents of one of the most dangerous cities in the world, even they needed time to process her transformation.
Which worked out perfectly for you, since you needed to borrow the Morlocks for your call with Callisto. You honestly weren’t looking forward to it, but it had to happen eventually. She couldn’t stab you if she couldn’t see you, and this way, she’d have some time to simmer down before you returned to the city.
But telling yourself that was one thing, believing it was another. You could feel your stomach doing flip-flops, making you regret having had such a heavy lunch earlier. You felt unusually nervous from hearing the phone ring, and you found yourself silently hoping that she wouldn’t pick up.
If only you could be so lucky.
<span class="mu-g">“Hello?”</span>
You didn’t respond at first. You and the others just looked at each other, unsure of what to say?
<span class="mu-g">“Hello? This better not be another prank call.”</span>
What will you say?
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>>5762438 >>(Write-in only) "Hello Callisto. Lara got hurt. Very bad. She isnt the same anymore. She is recovering and up and about now. We are about to come home, do you want anything? Pizza?"
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>>5762438 ok, first of all, that IS Callisto's voice on the other line, right?
>"Hey, it's me. You're getting prank calls down there?" smalltalk + unlock new breadcrumb trail QM is spreading
>"Listen- Something serious. First of all, everyone's alive, but Iara got hurt pretty badly. Something messed with her mind." >"While had some experts try to stop it and mitigate and revert most of the damage... She has her memories, albeit foggy, but by her own account she doesn't really feel like those memories belong to her." I think we got to leave out the physical changes for now to lighten the blow.
>>5762644 tell me that was auto correct and you know it's not actually "Lara"
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>>5762438 >”Hey Callisto, Ben here.” >”This isn’t serious a call as you may be fearing right now but you’ll still want to find something to sit on. I have lot to catch you up on before we can even start with questions.” >”The job expanded, ended up fighting demons, aliens, and more. The others can give the details later, most aren’t really important. What does matter is that the alien group has a nanite virus that turns space whales into transports for them. Iara’s biology was close enough for them to start transforming her when she got hit by something with them.” >”Longer story short, I called in W’s father to help her and some other specialists got pulled in too. Iara pulled through, but with heavy modifications to her body and, more importantly, her brain. Her memories are coming back to her, but she says it’s like they’re from someone else. She’s not the same person she was.” >”I say Iara pulled through, but that’s only because I don’t know the right way to say it and she hasn’t picked a different name. Really, I cost you Iara. Glass and W will be coming back with someone who remembers her and might be able to pretend for a while, but it’s not fair to her to make her do that. It’ll be better to welcome her like a sister who heard all her stories and is figuring out what it’ll mean to meet you and the rest of the Morlocks knowing who Iara was to them and that she’s not the same.” >”So, there’s the story. You were the first name she responded to so it’d be better to meet her in person. She’ll be incredibly nervous even if she doesn’t show it. Glass and W are here though, and… I’m here. I’ll show up to take any abuse in person too. None of the others deserve it. Anonymous
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>>5762756 Yeah it was auto correct.
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>>5762644 too little information
>>5762959 too much information
>>5762438 >>5762756 I'm just gonna support this to not leave the write-ins as single vote ties
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Thu 14 Sep 2023 22:38:58 No. 5763924 Report Quoted By:
>>5762756 >>5763462 >"Hey, it's me. You're getting prank calls down there?" >"Listen- Something serious. First of all, everyone's alive, but Iara got hurt pretty badly. Something messed with her mind." >"While had some experts try to stop it and mitigate and revert most of the damage... She has her memories, albeit foggy, but by her own account she doesn't really feel like those memories belong to her." Taking these. Writing...
>>5762756 It is, yes.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Fri 15 Sep 2023 01:56:38 No. 5764059 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“Hey, it’s me. You’re getting prank calls down there?”</span> You heard Callisto chuckle from the other end of the phone, followed by a creaking sound that you thought was her leaning a shoulder against the wall of the booth. <span class="mu-g">“Every now and again, yeah. It’s mostly kids, so they’re easy enough to scare off. I guess it’s entertaining in its own way. Sometimes I just get static, and other times the phone intercepts radio signals. A lot of the other Morlocks are either too scared, superstitious, or lazy to answer the phone, so I’m usually the one that does it.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“It helps that you’re one of the only ones that can hear it from anywhere in the sewers.”</span> You said, feeling a bit better now that you and Callisto had fallen into a somewhat familiar rhythm. <span class="mu-r">“By the way, you answered pretty quickly this time. Were you waiting by the phone for me to call?”</span> Callisto let out a snort. <span class="mu-g">“You wish. I just happened to be in the neighborhood. But since you’re here, you might as well tell me how the kids are doing. Did your little mission/vacation go well?”</span> You swallowed hard and took a deep breath before continuing. <span class="mu-r">“Listen—I’m getting serious here. First of all, everyone’s alive, but Iara got hurt pretty badly. Something messed with her mind. We had some experts try to mitigate most of the but, well…”</span> It was a struggle to get the words out, but you tried to be as concise as possible with your breakdown of events. <span class="mu-r">“She still has her memories, but they’re a bit foggy. And by her account, she doesn’t really feel like those memories belong to her.”</span> <span class="mu-g">“What the fuck are you talking about, Huntsman? This isn’t funny.”</span> Callisto being upset was pretty much a given, but at the very least she wasn’t screaming at you. <span class="mu-r">“I wish I was joking. She’s right here with me if you want to-”</span> <span class="mu-g">“Put her on the phone.”</span> Her tone brooked no quarter, and you weren’t going to argue. You offered the phone to Iara, and the shark girl cautiously accepted it. <span class="mu-b">“Hi. Callisto, right? The eyepatch lady. I’ve got a lot of memories with you in them. It’s nice to meet-”</span> Iara went quiet, and you could faintly hear Callisto’s voice from the receiver as she unleashed question upon question onto the person who had once been her close friend. The next few minutes involved Iara trying, and failing, to explain her current situation in a satisfactory way. When she passed the phone to Glass, you heard him recounting the details of your encounter with the Brood. You were grateful that he left out all the other stuff involving the demons and aliens you fought. That would only complicate things at this juncture. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Fri 15 Sep 2023 01:57:51 No. 5764061 Report Other than W, you were the only other person who didn’t get the phone as often as the other two. You tried not to take it too personally, since Callisto could learn far more from the other two than she could from you. Iara, the brain-damaged friend in question, was fully capable of speech and reason, allowing her to self-diagnose and share some of her more recent introspective thoughts.
And Glass was very familiar with the cause of her plight, the Brood. According to him, the X-Men had a long-standing rivalry with the alien insects. And after only one encounter, you found it hard to find anything but hatred in your heart when you thought of them.
Finally, the phone returned to you, and Callisto had calmed down considerably compared to what you overheard from where you stood.
<span class="mu-g">“Right. So, let me get this straight. Iara caught a mind-eating virus from the Brood, and your way of solving that was by having some wacked out scientists give her a cyborg body.”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“It’s a bit of an overgeneralization, but uh…yeah, that pretty much sums it up.”</span>
Callisto let out a long, weary sigh. And when she next spoke, it was without the fury that you fully expected to be in her voice.
<span class="mu-g">“Have you tried getting a telepath?”</span>
You pulled the phone away from your ear and stared at it for a second.
<span class="mu-r">“A telepath?”</span>
<span class="mu-g">“Yeah, for her memory issues. They’re still in there, so that means that the old Iara must still be in there somewhere. I know a few up at Xavier’s place, including the professor himself. I think it might be worth a shot.”</span>
What will you say?
>”I actually sort of told her that she should try and feel her way through life at the moment. I think we should let her do her own thing for a while.” >”Do you really think it would work? What would happen to ‘this’ Iara if we brought back the other one?” >”We shouldn’t make these sorts of decisions for her. She’s still her own person.” >”Does that mean she’d be crashing at the X-Mansion for a while? Do they allow non-mutant visitors there?” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5764061 >”I think it might work, but just forcing the memories to come out probably will end up being shocking, and cause more harm then good. We should take this slow and careful, let her come to terms with everything." >”We shouldn’t make these sorts of decisions for her. She’s still her own person.” Anonymous
>>5764061 >"As a matter of fact I'm well acquainted with one..." >”I actually sort of told her that she should try and feel her way through life at the moment. I think we should let her do her own thing for a while.” Anonymous
>>5764061 >”I… know someone who could do it too, or put me in contact with others who also have the mojo. We can find someone. But bringing back the memories may not change her personality. And as the resident family fuckup I know what it’s like when you’re not more like your siblings. If she backs out or it fails, it’s not her fault. We agreed?” I can generally support helping bring memories back since they help her acclimate to things quicker too. I don’t think it’ll change who she is now though so I want to make sure Callisto doesn’t blow up on her if that turns out to be true.
Might take some doing to get there.
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>>5764061 another hard choice with everyone saying something else, but at least people pulling in the same direction
>>5764087 and >>5764074 +1, maybe without mentioning that bringing back the memories could be shocking
we told her that she gets to decide who she wants to be and we can offer to get a telepath to look inside her head and try to reconnect the memories, but only if she wants to.
For all we know we just bring more drugs to the party inside her head
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sat 16 Sep 2023 20:40:19 No. 5765541 Report >>5764074 >>5764087 >>5764259 I'm unsure of how to proceed with these votes. Should I combine them or try to aim somewhere in the middle?
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>>5765541 they all to boil down to "we know someone, but it's her choice."
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>>5765541 >>5765610 Basically this. Go wherever the muse takes you for how to phrase it. I’ve never been a stickler for keeping the word-for-word substance of my write-ins.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sun 17 Sep 2023 05:55:51 No. 5766208 Report Quoted By:
>>5764074 >>5764087 >>5764102 >>5764259 I'll try to combine these to the best of my ability! Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sun 17 Sep 2023 06:40:27 No. 5766218 Report Quoted By:
You stared at the phone, and then at Iara. She looked uncertain. And for someone who was still recovering from what was technically brain damage, she probably wasn’t well suited to making big decisions like this. But even then, she still deserved to have a say in this. After all, it was her mind you’d be tampering with. <span class="mu-r">“I don’t think we should be making these sorts of decisions for her. She’s still her own person.”</span> You offered the phone to the shark girl. She looked at you questioningly, but you just gestured for her to take it once more. The large woman tentatively accepted it and raised it to her ear. <span class="mu-b">“H-hello?”</span> Callisto said something that you couldn’t quite hear, but it was enough to give Iara pause. <span class="mu-b">“...Is it okay if I take some time to think it over?”</span> After another brief pause, Iara adopted a relieved, shaky smile and nodded several times. When she handed the phone back to you, Callisto was already speaking as if she knew that you were the one holding it. <span class="mu-g">“Bring them back safe, Huntsman. I want to get a good look at her before we decide anything.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Got it. I’ll have them back as soon as I can.”</span> <span class="mu-g">“Right. Could you hand the phone back to Glass for a little while?”</span> She asked. <span class="mu-r">“Uh, sure thing.”</span> You did as she asked, noticing the weariness in her voice. At the very least, she hadn’t blown up at you, but that only made you more anxious. If, somehow, she found out that the Iara that she knew and loved was never coming back, you wondered how she’d react. —-------- A little while after Glass hung up, you received word that the girls would be discharged soon. It was around then that everyone started to go around to say their little goodbyes. Joyce met up with Miles and Letty, Gloria called Glass to meet her for a “private conversation”, Ada dragged Iara off for a quick examination before she saw her off, and you were left to exchange farewells with your lover, yet again. <span class="mu-r">“Do you really have to go back to your dad so soon? I thought you’d be sticking around for a while.”</span> You said, running a thumb up and down her hand as you held it in your own. You had to shout to be heard over the whirring of the helicopter blades nearby, but you tried not to let it get to you. Ana gave you a sad smile and gripped your hands tighter. <span class="mu-g">“I know, but my father will want to hear the news from me directly. Soon, he will not need me to proceed with preparations for the Great Hunt. I can more or less coordinate from a remote location, but I would much rather get this out of the way first.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“And then you’ll come running right back to me?”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sun 17 Sep 2023 06:41:38 No. 5766220 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-g">“I’ll hunt you to the ends of the earth and back.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Now if that isn’t the most romantic thing I’ve ever hea-”</span> You didn’t get to finish your sentence before Anastasia threw herself into you, smashing her lips against yours. Your hands snaked underneath her cloak, caressing her warm, toned body, while hers went right for your ass. She gave it a good squeeze. By the time the two of you managed to extract yourselves from one another’s embrace, you finally noticed that you had an audience. The Desperados, the Morlocks, Gloria Munoz and her girls were all staring at you, all with varying degrees of impatience, excitement, embarrassment and mischief playing on their faces. <span class="mu-r">“Are you two just about done sucking face yet? Because it’s cold up here and I’m not trying to stand out here all night.”</span> Araña complained. You rolled your eyes at her. <span class="mu-r">“Don’t be selfish. When <span class="mu-i">I</span> get hospitalized, <span class="mu-i">I’m</span> not gonna tell you that you can’t make out with people on the roof.”</span> Araña rolled her eyes right back at you. <span class="mu-r">“Right. Nothing more romantic than having your friend in intensive surgery. Makes me feel all warm and tingly inside.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“You should probably get that checked out. Gloria, can you bring the doctors back up here?”</span> Araña opened her mouth to reply, but Prowler beat her to it. <span class="mu-g">“How about this? If the two of you aren’t on that helicopter in the next 30 seconds, I’m going to tranquilize you both and drag your asses back to New York.”</span> You and Araña looked at one another, and then both of you grinned. Felicia seemed to catch on just as quickly, because all at once, all three of you began unleashing a torrent of quips that’d put the Merc with a Mouth to shame. It was then that the Prowler learned just how agonizingly long 30 seconds could truly be. —-------- Once you were all done with your goodbyes, you loaded onto the helicopter and fired up the engine. You allowed Araña and Benga a moment longer to say farewell to Gloria, but they didn’t linger for too long. After a few more seconds, you were lifting off and into the air, with Gloria watching you the entire time. She’d promised to connect you with her contacts as soon as things calmed down in Vegas. And out of all the things you’d gained while over there, she was perhaps one of the most valuable as a powerful ally. But, that exciting chapter of your life was over…for now. You were finally headed back to New York. And judging from the missed notifications on your phone, you had a few surprises waiting for you when you got back. White Rabbit was cooking up yet another hare-brained scheme. Reed Richards was finally available for that meeting you’ve been trying to arrange between him and Van. And Silvermane apparently had some exciting news that he wanted to deliver to you in person. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sun 17 Sep 2023 06:42:43 No. 5766223 Report What were you looking forward to the most?
>Iara’s reintroduction to the Alley. You were curious to see how she’d react to the environment that you helped build down there. >Van’s meeting with Mister Fantastic. You were excited to hear what he’d have to say to an ancient, alien entity such as herself. >Silvermane’s big news. It’d be interesting to see who had the best news to share when you got back. You were pretty confident that it was you. >White Rabbit’s new job. It’s been a while since you’ve seen her, and her schemes are usually pretty fun to pull off. >Seeing all your friends and family again. You'd love to hear what they've been up to while you were away. >Collapsing into your bed and getting a good night’s rest. You’re gonna take a break from big jobs for a little while. >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5766223 >>Seeing all your friends and family again. You'd love to hear what they've been up to while you were away. We chucked Cindy into a school with dorms and then just left for Vegas, not a good look
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>>5766223 >Iara’s reintroduction to the Alley. You were curious to see how she’d react to the environment that you helped build down there Anonymous
>>5766223 while most of these are important. The thing we look forward to the most is, of course...
>Seeing all your friends and family again. You'd love to hear what they've been up to while you were away. Anonymous
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>>5766223 >>Silvermane’s big news. It’d be interesting to see who had the best news to share when you got back. You were pretty confident that it was you. Anonymous
>>5766223 >Seeing all your friends and family again. You'd love to hear what they've been up to while you were away. Anonymous
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Daughter wife!
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>>5766223 >>Seeing all your friends and family again. You'd love to hear what they've been up to while you were away. Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Mon 18 Sep 2023 06:35:54 No. 5767134 Report Quoted By:
>>5766236 >>5766276 >>5766438 >>5766828 >Seeing all your friends and family again. You'd love to hear what they've been up to while you were away. Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Mon 18 Sep 2023 06:46:46 No. 5767141 Report Quoted By:
More than anything, you were looking forward to seeing how everyone’s been doing without you. Vic, Rich and Pete would flip if they knew what you’ve been up to these past few weeks. Although, you’d probably only show them the pics you took from your time with Ana, and from when you went to the Dazzler concert. Your sister might just kill you out of jealousy. You wondered if your spider sense could protect you against that. You’d need to catch up with Abe, Julia and Webb over at the old lady’s mansion too. It’s been too long since you’d gotten a moment to speak with them. You weren’t sure how positively they’d react to you aiding a crime boss in their rise to power, or your intention to support Silvermane in the upcoming gang war, but you supposed that you could just…omit those parts. Maybe you could hang out with Daredevil and retell the events of your team-up with Elsa Bloodstone in your fight against a demon army! Marc and Cindy would probably get a kick out of hearing that story. Especially the latter, seeing as how she’s been sheltered for most of her life. Speaking of your ward, you were curious to hear how she’s been acclimating to her new environment. Last time you checked, school life seemed to be stressing her out a bit. Was she making friends there? Was she having trouble keeping up with the curriculum? Was she being bullied? Was she able to balance her school schedule with her duties as a divine vigilante? You had so many questions. You were starting to regret not keeping up with them while you were in Vegas. The trip had taken much longer than you’d originally expected, but at least you got some nice prizes out of it. You made a tiny, green flickering flame at the end of your fingertip and watched it dance in the dark, cramped space. And after receiving several complaints, you put it out and turned your head to stare out the window. You should be arriving at the airport shortly. Ana had your stuff sent there ahead of time, and your bags were already loaded onto a private jet that would take you back to New York. You just hoped that your city was prepared for a new and improved Huntsman. —------------- After a series of transfers and a lengthy flight, you and your friends finally arrived back in New York somewhere in the early afternoon. Cat and Prowler decided to retire to their homes to sleep off the exhaustion they’d been accumulating over the course of the last few days. You couldn’t blame them either. And judging from the way their suitcases bulged, you suspected that they made off with more than a few of their own prizes before leaving Vegas behind. Predictably, the Morlocks had only one destination in mind. They’d be sneaking back into the sewers to rejoin their fellow mutants in the Alley. It’d taken quite a bit of effort for Joyce to wrangle Iara back, as the amnesiac shark girl was preparing to shoot off towards the inner city, her eyes sparkling with childlike wonder. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Mon 18 Sep 2023 06:47:47 No. 5767142 Report Quoted By:
Flint, Araña and Benga, on the other hand, were planning on crashing at your lair for a little while. You’d need to get them set up with their own place soon.
What were your plans for the day?
>Head back to your base with Flint and the girls. You needed a chance to unwind. >See if you couldn’t swing by Vic’s place for a bit. Hanging out with them would be a breath of fresh air right now. >Call up Abe and the gang and see if they’re free to catch up. Hopefully he isn’t still mad about what you talked about over the phone. >Wait until Cindy’s classes are over, and see if she wants to go out to eat or something. You sort of left at a crucial moment in her development. >Write-in. Pastebins:
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Mon 18 Sep 2023 06:49:18 No. 5767143 Report Flint, Araña and Benga, on the other hand, were planning on crashing at your lair for a little while. You’d need to get them set up with their own place soon.
What were your plans for the day?
>Head back to your base with Flint and the girls. You needed to unwind. >See if you couldn’t swing by Vic’s place for a bit. Hanging out with them would be a breath of fresh air right now. >Call up Abe and the gang and see if they’re free to catch up. Hopefully he isn’t still mad about what you talked about over the phone. >Wait until Cindy’s classes are over, and see if she wants to go out to eat or something. You sort of left at a crucial moment in her development. >Use your newfound powers to fly up to the Helicarrier and visit Gwen! >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5767143 >>Call up Abe and the gang and see if they’re free to catch up. Hopefully he isn’t still mad about what you talked about over the phone. I'm tempted to go meet gwen just to show off
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>>5767143 >Wait until Cindy’s classes are over, and see if she wants to go out to eat or something. You sort of left at a crucial moment in her development. Anonymous
>>5767143 >>Wait until Cindy’s classes are over, and see if she wants to go out to eat or something. You sort of left at a crucial moment in her development. WHY haven't we kept in touch?
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>>5767254 Every 30 seconds we were in mortal danger
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>>5767143 >Call up Abe and the gang and see if they’re free to catch up. Hopefully he isn’t still mad about what you talked about over the phone. >>5767147 Same, but if we didn’t call in advance then something would start firing at us. I imagine the Helicarrier takes the idea of “protected airspace” seriously.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Tue 19 Sep 2023 22:11:35 No. 5768438 Report >>5767147 >>5767366 >>5767238 >>5767254 We're currently stuck in a tie between both votes! How do you guys want to settle this?
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>>5767143 >>Wait until Cindy’s classes are over, and see if she wants to go out to eat or something. You sort of left at a crucial moment in her development. Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Wed 20 Sep 2023 12:46:05 No. 5769141 Report >>5767238 >>5767254 >>5768538 >Wait until Cindy’s classes are over, and see if she wants to go out to eat or something. You sort of left at a crucial moment in her development. I'll be taking these, but I didn't have as much time to finish the update as I would've liked. I want to take my time with this one. So, until I get a moment, I'll throw in another vote!
How much do you intend to tell Cindy about your trip?
>Everything! Spare no details! >Leave out the stuff about helping a crime lord rise to power. She doesn't need to know about Gloria just yet. >Only tell her about your excursion into the Atlas base. That'd at least help to explain why you have two new employees working for you. >Show her the photos that you took with Ana and Dazzler. As far as she knows, you just went on a normal vacation. >Write-in. Anonymous
>>5769141 >Everything! Spare no details! Anonymous
>>5769141 >>Everything! Spare no details! she knows what we are
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>>5769141 >Everything! Spare no details! Even crime lords will fight demons!*
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Wed 20 Sep 2023 21:55:27 No. 5769548 Report Quoted By:
>>5769145 >>5769164 >>5769466 >Everything! Spare no details! Finally back! Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Thu 21 Sep 2023 02:42:26 No. 5769752 Report Quoted By:
As much as you’d love to head home, relax and unwind, you couldn’t help but feel that there was someone else who deserved your time even more. As far as guardians go, you didn’t think you were winning any awards. Unless one of those awards was for stealing back the voice of your ward, assembling a superhero team in her honor, and getting her into one of the best private schools in the city. Then you’d be eligible for a pretty damn exclusive prize. You’ve provided for her material and emotional needs as best as you could, but you could never be a replacement for her real parents. Even though she had fully regained her ability to speak, there were things that she felt she couldn’t tell you about. You didn’t know if she trusted Khonshu with that information, or her new friends at BVA, but she needed to know that you were available if she ever wanted to talk. Which was a message that you probably weren’t doing a great job of getting across, seeing as how you set off for Vegas as soon as you dropped her off at a private school with available dorms. Even if she understood your reasons, it wasn’t a good look. And, it didn’t exactly make you look as available and approachable as you wanted to seem to her. But there was a way to remedy that. And it involved pizza. Lots and lots of pizza. Her classes should be over by now, but you should shoot her a text, just to be safe. —---- You: <span class="mu-r">“Hey! Guess who’s back in town!”</span> Cindy: !!!!! Cindy: Cindy: “Welcome back!! How was your trip?” You: <span class="mu-r">“Let’s meet up and I’ll tell you all about it. Pizza good with you?”</span> Cindy: <span class="mu-s">“Do you <span class="mu-i">really</span> have to ask?”</span> You’ll take that as a yes. —---------- Almost an hour later, you were standing in front of the restaurant that the two of you agreed upon, waiting for Cindy to arrive. When she did show up, she was dressed in her school uniform, her hair slightly disheveled, and her backpack slung over one shoulder. She scanned the crowd, clearly searching for you as she brushed a lock of hair out of her face. When she saw you, her face lit up, and she ran straight towards you. You held your arms open and she jumped right into them. <span class="mu-r">“Hey, easy! I thought you were trying to get on the cheerleading team, not the football team.”</span> She pulled away from you just in time for you to see her roll her eyes. <span class="mu-s">“I don’t want to be on either. I don’t even think Wanda wants to <span class="mu-i">be</span> on the team. She’s just using the gym to practice.”</span> You frowned as you held the door open for her. <span class="mu-r">“Practice for what?”</span> Cindy nodded her thanks and entered ahead of you. <span class="mu-s">“Acrobatics and coordination, I think. She’s surprisingly athletic. She and Ari keep trying to get me to ‘teach them my moves’, and I usually turn them down, but I think they might actually be able to pull a few of them off.”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Thu 21 Sep 2023 02:48:05 No. 5769759 Report Quoted By:
As much as you’d love to head home, relax and unwind, you couldn’t help but feel that there was someone else who deserved your time even more. As far as guardians go, you didn’t think you were winning any awards. Unless one of those awards was for stealing back the voice of your ward, assembling a superhero team in her honor, and getting her into one of the best private schools in the city. Then you’d be eligible for a pretty damn exclusive prize. You’ve provided for her material and emotional needs as best as you could, but you could never be a replacement for her real parents. Even though she had fully regained her ability to speak, there were things that she felt she couldn’t tell you about. You didn’t know if she trusted Khonshu with that information, or her new friends at BVA, but she needed to know that you were available if she ever wanted to talk. Which was a message that you probably weren’t doing a great job of getting across, seeing as how you set off for Vegas as soon as you dropped her off at a private school with available dorms. Even if she understood your reasons, it wasn’t a good look. And, it didn’t exactly make you look as available and approachable as you wanted to seem to her. But there was a way to remedy that. And it involved pizza. Lots and lots of pizza. Her classes should be over by now, but you should shoot her a text, just to be safe. —---- You: <span class="mu-r">“Hey! Guess who’s back in town!”</span> Cindy: !!!!! Cindy: |゚з゚| ( ・o・) ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ Cindy: “Welcome back!! How was your trip?” You: <span class="mu-r">“Let’s meet up and I’ll tell you all about it. Pizza good with you?”</span> Cindy: <span class="mu-s">“Do you really have to ask?”</span> You’ll take that as a yes. —---------- Almost an hour later, you were standing in front of the restaurant that the two of you agreed upon, waiting for Cindy to arrive. When she did show up, she was dressed in her school uniform, her hair slightly disheveled, and her backpack slung over one shoulder. She scanned the crowd, clearly searching for you as she brushed a lock of hair out of her face. When she saw you, her face lit up, and she ran straight towards you. You held your arms open and she jumped right into them. <span class="mu-r">“Hey, easy! I thought you were trying to get on the cheerleading team, not the football team.”</span> She pulled away from you just in time for you to see her roll her eyes. <span class="mu-s">“I don’t want to be on either. I don’t even think Wanda wants to <span class="mu-i">be</span> on the team. She’s just using the gym to practice.”</span> You frowned as you held the door open for her. <span class="mu-r">“Practice for what?”</span> Cindy nodded her thanks and entered ahead of you. <span class="mu-s">“Acrobatics and coordination, I think. She’s surprisingly athletic. She and Ari keep trying to get me to ‘teach them my moves’, and I usually turn them down, but I think they might actually be able to pull a few of them off.”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Thu 21 Sep 2023 02:50:39 No. 5769762 Report Quoted By:
The two of you picked out a table near the window, sat down and opened the restaurant’s app on your phones. Mobile ordering was much easier, and you didn’t have to wait in line. You raised an eyebrow at her. <span class="mu-r">“A little early to be holding tryouts for the sidekick position, don’t you think?”</span> Cindy waved a hand dismissively. <span class="mu-s">“Fighting crime is more than just knowing how to do a backflip. It takes physical conditioning and discipline. You need an iron will.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“You know I can see you ordering dessert over there.”</span> She colored slightly and brought her phone closer so you wouldn’t be able to see the screen. She cleared her throat and grinned at you. <span class="mu-s">“You need a fast metabolism too. Otherwise you won’t fit in the suit.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Better pray for a more flexible material next time.”</span> Cindy’s eyes darted over your shoulder for a moment, and then back to your face. You really hoped that Khonshu wasn’t right behind you, breathing down your neck. <span class="mu-s">“Anyway, that’s enough about me. Tell me about your trip!”</span> Cindy’s excitement was palpable, and it would only grow as you wove your yarn and divulged every weird, crazy, outrageous detail of your adventure. Seeing as how you were about to divulge sensitive information, you and Cindy decided to take your food to go. And you had the perfect rooftop in mind. One with a spectacular view of the city! —----- <span class="mu-r">“You remember Ana, right? Anastasia Kravinoff?”</span> Cindy nodded, grabbing another slice and slowly bringing it closer to her lips. <span class="mu-s">“The blonde, ponytail lady, right? The one who helped us hunt those vampires?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“That’s the one. She’s the one that asked me to come to Vegas with her so that we could persuade a crime lord to help fund her vampire hunting campaign. I agreed, and I brought the others to help.”</span> And it was a good thing that you did. You might not have made it back, otherwise. Cindy’s face took on a more serious expression. <span class="mu-s">“And? Did it work?”</span> You held up a hand to curb her enthusiasm. <span class="mu-r">“Hold on, I’m getting there. First, I need to tell you about the evil circus troupe, the robot volcano goddess, the alien mobsters and the army of demons that nearly destroyed the city.”</span> Cindy nearly choked. —--------- And so, you told Cindy everything about your adventure. Your encounter with the Circus of Crime, your first meeting with Gloria, your discovery of her true nature as a synthezoid copy of the fire goddess Pele, and so much more. <span class="mu-s">“So wait–those girls tore the hypno guy’s eyes out, and the volcano lady just gave them to you?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Yeah, wanna see?”</span> You brandished a pair of polished, swirling orbs, and Cindy visibly recoiled. <span class="mu-s">“Oh, gross! Keep those away from me!”</span> She got up and started moving away, but that only prompted you to move closer. <span class="mu-r">“Your eyelids are getting <span class="mu-s">very</span> heavy…!”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Thu 21 Sep 2023 02:53:44 No. 5769763 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-s">“I’m warning you, Ben.”</span> It was no use. Soon enough, you were chasing her around the rooftop. She was caught between laughing and screaming whenever you’d get too close, and you tried your best to keep things light and playful. Eventually, you put the eyeballs away and sat back down, continuing your story. You told her about how you infiltrated the A.I.M. base, stole Jim Hammond’s body, and implicated another crime boss by stealing from alien mobsters and planting evidence in his casino. <span class="mu-s">“And you seriously got away with that? Even after you stole all that stuff?”</span> She seemed much less bothered with the idea of you stealing than you thought she’d be. Either she had no pity for the criminals you stole from, or she was too swept up in the story to care. She did express some concern towards Araña and Benga when they tried to take the blame for your actions. <span class="mu-r">“As far as I know, yeah. I made out with some sweet loot, and I even got some new powers to boot!”</span> You lifted a hand into the air and ignited it in a haze of green flame. Cindy’s jaw dropped, and she stared at the flames being emitted from your hand with awe and disbelief. <span class="mu-s">“What happened…?!”</span> <span class="mu-r">“I got some Horton Cells pumped into my bloodstream. The ones that they harvested from the Human Torch’s body.”</span> <span class="mu-s">“Right, the Syntheborg.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Synthezoid.”</span> <span class="mu-s">“Whatever. The point is that you saw a dead android and thought that you should inject its synthetic, highly radioactive blood into your body.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Well, when you say it like that…”</span> You both went back to staring at the flames coming out of your hand. <span class="mu-r">“...But, it's cool, right?”</span> <span class="mu-s">“So cool…”</span> Cindy answered, seemingly transfixed by the ethereal flames. The silence between you stretched for a while longer, with the two of you just staring at your hand. After about a minute, you clenched your fist and extinguished the flame. <span class="mu-r">“Wanna see my vacation pics? I took some with Dazzler.”</span> <span class="mu-s">“Oh my God, yes!!”</span> —--------- Cindy wasn’t nearly as jealous of you as your sister would be when she saw the selfies that you took with Dazzler. Instead, she was more interested in the amount of pictures you had with Ana in them. <span class="mu-s">“Wait, are the two of you dating?”</span> She asked. You gave her a confident smile. <span class="mu-r">“Yup. We’re pretty much an item. I think her dad might be starting to warm up to me too.”</span> <span class="mu-s">“Aww, that’s so cute! Are you guys gonna start living together?”</span> You…actually weren’t sure about that. She was more than welcome to crash at your place, but you didn’t know if she’d be satisfied with your current living arrangements. <span class="mu-r">“We haven’t gotten around to talking about that. I do know that she plans to come back and stay a while. We talked about getting her some work with a mercenary group that’s moved into the city. It’s sort of like bounty hunting, I think.”</span> Cindy perked up a bit at that. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Thu 21 Sep 2023 03:04:41 No. 5769773 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-s">“Oh, nice. It’ll be good to see her again.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Wait until you hear about her badass, monster-hunting nanny!”</span> —----- Cindy’s excitement had reached its zenith when you recounted the tale of your team and Elsa Bloodstone uncovering and exterminating a demon army. She nearly lost her shit when you told her that Flint uprooted an entire casino, but more than anything, you could sense her admiration towards the British hunter, and you were more than glad to frame her as a kind of legendary folk hero. Maybe the two of them would get a chance to meet after the Great Hunt was over. With dramatic flourish, you retold the events of that day, from your descent into the pit, to your battle with the archdemons, to your team-up with Oya. And you made it all sound so glorious. But…the story took a much darker turn when the story reached the Atlas Foundation undersea facility. Reliving those events made you feel as if you had a lead weight sitting at the bottom of your stomach. From you finding the girls hiding in a store-room, to the Brood ambushing you out of the blue. She was clearly shocked to hear about Black Cat taking a serious injury, and the state that you found the girls in, but nothing could prepare her for what happened to Iara. She stayed completely silent as you explained to her the sacrifice that you refused to let Iara make, how you pulled her out of the facility by force, and the operation she underwent to save her life. And how even after all that, you still weren’t sure if you could call the operation a success. Cindy spent a while deliberating on that before she felt she could give you a satisfactory answer. <span class="mu-s">“She may not have all of her memories intact, but at least she’s alive. She’s just…not exactly the kind of person that you expected her to be. There’s a chance that she’ll go back to the way she was, but no one can say for sure. I think it’s really cool how you tried to save her. You did the best you could.”</span> You had no idea how much you’d needed to hear those words until now. You truly did try everything you could to save her <span class="mu-s">“How do you feel about it?”</span> She asked, her food long forgotten as she became deeply engrossed in your story. You exhaled deeply and ran a hand through your hair. <span class="mu-r">“I don’t know. I just want her to be happy. I want her to have room to grow, and learn and find her own purpose. Even if she isn’t the Iara that I remember, I think she still deserves to live her own life.”</span> The two of you fell silent again, and your gazes turned to the swarm of headlights from passing cars, fluorescent lights from nearby buildings and the stationary street lamps that lit up the city down below. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Thu 21 Sep 2023 03:05:42 No. 5769775 Report What will you say?>"How's high school treating you? Are the classes as hard as everyone says they are?" >"Are you having any trouble at BVA? Are people still calling you 'Karate Kid'?" >"What's been happening in the city while we were gone?" >"I actually decided to hire those girls from the story. Do you think Khonshu can help me find them a place to stay?" >Nothing. Just sit here and enjoy the silence for a little while longer. >Write-in.
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>>5769775 >"How's high school treating you? Are the classes as hard as everyone says they are?" >"Are you having any trouble at BVA? Are people still calling you 'Karate Kid'?" Anonymous
>>5769775 >>"I actually decided to hire those girls from the story. Do you think Khonshu can help me find them a place to stay?" Anonymous
>>5769775 >"Are you having any trouble at BVA? Are people still calling you 'Karate Kid'?" Not sure how much Ben if Ben could keep up with details on her classes, but bullying and social anxiety at school spans all generations and classes.
>”Anything else outside of school worrying you? Alien invasions, bad hot dog vendors, rampant crime?” >”I offered those girls from the story a few options to get away from the heat. They decided to work with the Morlocks selling the faerie flowers. They’d probably appreciate a tour guide closer to their age if you’d like to meet them. Feel free to say ‘no’ if you’re too busy juggling school relationships though.” Feels weird to push “local girl housing crisis” onto Khonshu, but if Cindy wants to meet girls closer to her age that she can talk more freely with about hero/crime stuff then why not?
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>>5769775 >"What about you, tell me everything." >"How's high school treating you? Are the classes as hard as everyone says they are?" >"Is Konshu still against it?" >"What's been happening in the city while we were gone?" Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Thu 21 Sep 2023 22:28:59 No. 5770384 Report Quoted By:
>>5769779 >>5769789 >>5769794 >>5769975 >"How's high school treating you? Are the classes as hard as everyone says they are?" >"Are you having any trouble at BVA? Are people still calling you 'Karate Kid'?" Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Thu 21 Sep 2023 22:40:47 No. 5770393 Report Quoted By:
>Just now noticing that one of my paragraphs in my previous post is unfinished... I should've reviewed that more thoroughly before I posted it.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Thu 21 Sep 2023 23:52:20 No. 5770439 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“How’s high school treating you? Are the classes as hard as everyone says they are?”</span> Cindy shook her head. <span class="mu-s">“No, they’re not too bad. So long as I’m paying attention in class, I can pretty much memorize the contents they go over in our tests and quizzes pretty easily.”</span> She said it with such confidence, that you had to wonder whether she was smarter than you gave her credit for, or if Rich was just that good of a tutor. <span class="mu-r">“That’s good. Are you having any trouble there at all? Are people still calling you ‘Karate Kid’?”</span> She smiled sheepishly at that. <span class="mu-s">“It’s sort of caught on as a nickname. The people who don’t know me that well call me that. I don’t mind it too much, but some of the teachers and security guards think that I’m a troublemaker now, so they’re paying extra close attention to me. It doesn’t help that they caught me sneaking back into my dorm one night.”</span> At this rate, her secret identity wouldn’t even last until the end of her freshman year. <span class="mu-r">“If you’re gonna keep this up, you’re gonna need to get better at not drawing attention to yourself.”</span> You advised. Cindy groaned and let her head sag. <span class="mu-s">“I know, I know. I’ll figure something out.”</span> You nodded. <span class="mu-r">“I know you will. Just don’t forget to ask for help if you need it. I’ve got your back.”</span> She gave you a beaming smile. <span class="mu-s">“I know. You’re pretty much the whole reason I’m able to complain out loud right now. I just feel bad sometimes, because I don’t think I’ll ever be able to repay that.”</span> She was visibly uncomfortable with the direction this conversation was taking. You waved a hand to dismiss her worries. <span class="mu-r">“Nope. Family doesn’t count favors.”</span> Looking somewhat reassured, she smiled up at you. She opened her mouth to reply, but a sudden explosion distracted her before she could get the words out. The two of you ran over to the edge, scanning the streets down below for the source of the disturbance. It had gotten much darker than it was when you’d first arrived, but there was still more than enough light left to distinguish clear threats. <span class="mu-s">“Look!”</span> You followed the trajectory of Cindy’s finger, and your eyes widened as you identified the group that you were seeing. <span class="mu-r">“Are those…the Murderworld guys!?”</span> They ran through the streets, wreaking havoc and firing shots into the air to taunt the civilians scrambling to get away from them. Each one wore smooth, polished armor that was slightly more distinct than that of their compatriots, but they all generally had the same appearance. It was everything that you’d expect to see from a semi-futuristic shooter, but you were pretty sure that it offered very little in terms of actual defense. <span class="mu-r">“What’re they doing here? Is this another random attack?”</span> You turned to address Cindy, but she had already run off to grab her backpack. She was already undoing her tie and tearing off her uniform’s blazer. <span class="mu-s">“No time! I’ll take this side!”</span>
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Thu 21 Sep 2023 23:55:14 No. 5770445 Report You watched as she ducked behind a wall that was connected to the stairway. You supposed there was no point in arguing the issue.
<span class="mu-s">“Can’t I have one night to myself?”</span>
You muttered as you changed into your uniform.
—-------
After only about a minute, you and Cindy were diving off the rooftop and plunging into the streets down below. Her cloth wings were fully extended, but they only served to slow her fall until it was more of an accelerated glide. At the same time that you fired a webline at a nearby building, she fired her grapnel and tossed out a handful of crescent shaped projectiles.
Each blade struck true, nailing the little nerds in their eyes and throats. Such strikes would’ve been fatal to anyone else, but these guys only disappeared in a burst of colorful pixels. You had to assume that these hard-light projections were being controlled remotely somehow. And that meant that you could go all out here.
What will you do?
>Focus on disarming them so that Cindy can clean them up. >Engulf yourself in flames and fly straight into the largest concentration of them. >Cover them in burning nets to lock down their movements. >Shape your webs into a flaming sledgehammer for you to bring down on their heads. >Write-in. Pastebins:
Character Sheet:
https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:
https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:
https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s 10 Commandments of the Desperados:
https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:
https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2 The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:
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>>5770445 >Shape your webs into a flaming sledgehammer for you to bring down on their heads. This is too cool to not do.
And be sure to say that battle royale is a shit genre and their players are losers while doing it. Anonymous
>>5770445 > >Cover them in burning nets to lock down their movements. CC has a proud and storied role in team-based games.
>Call Abe, let him know you’ll cover the Murderworld gang if he can work with others to find the source or what they’re covering for. He’s running himself ragged playing hero so he’s probably on the way here. Let him know we’re helping.
>Channel your inner eight-year old and insult them in true gamer fashion. Anonymous
>>5770445 >>Shape your webs into a flaming sledgehammer for you to bring down on their heads. Anonymous
>>5770445 >>Cover them in burning nets to lock down their movements. Anonymous
>>5770445 >>5770458 +1
best to have a call established from the mask while changing already
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Fri 22 Sep 2023 21:56:55 No. 5771148 Report Welp, it looks like we're tied again!
>>5770456 >>5770590 >>5771004 >Shape your webs into a flaming sledgehammer for you to bring down on their heads. >>5770458 >>5770783 >>5770611 >Cover them in burning nets to lock down their movements. >Call Abe, let him know you’ll cover the Murderworld gang if he can work with others to find the source or what they’re covering for. >Channel your inner eight-year old and insult them in true gamer fashion. So, how would you guys like to resolve this? Flip a coin? Change a vote?
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Rolled 2 (1d2) >>5771148 1, i keep my vote
2 i swap
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>>5771170 kay no clobbering time then
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Fri 22 Sep 2023 22:30:34 No. 5771174 Report Quoted By:
>>5771170 >>5771171 Gotcha! I'm going to be bit busy tonight, but I'll try and get that update out as soon as I can!
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sat 23 Sep 2023 12:14:37 No. 5771583 Report If I'm unable to get in an update out before this thread falls off, then I'll immediately make another one! If not, then the new thread will be posted tomorrow morning, after this upcoming update.
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>>5771583 o7
thank you for your service
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sat 23 Sep 2023 20:30:25 No. 5771910 Report Quoted By:
Immediately, as soon as you were within effective range, you activated your flame cloak up to your arms, released your grip on the webline, and began firing wide, flaming nets of webbing at the enemies down below. They tried, and failed to dodge roll and run away from it, but nearly all of them were caught without much difficulty. <span class="mu-r">“Sorry kids, but this game is rated M for mature. And from what I’ve seen, I don’t think you qualify.”</span> <span class="mu-g">“What the fuck is up with the response time in this city! We literally just got here!”</span> Shouted one of the goons. Similar complaints went out from the others, and you saw multiple people brandishing knives and swords in an attempt to cut themselves free. To your surprise, some of them were making decent progress. But that only encouraged you to reinforce the net, keeping them trapped so that Cindy could mop them up. However, that didn’t stop them from trying to shoot their way out. From multiple directions, a spray of gunfire flew from the dome of packed pixels, risking your safety, as well as that of the fleeing civilians. Some of them weren even shooting through their own teammates in order to reach you. In a way, this was just as dangerous for you as it was for them. Cindy was still managing to take a few out with some well-aimed projectiles, but it was slow-going. You had to find a way to shut them down for good. <span class="mu-r">“Quick question. Are there any items in this game that increase your intelligence? Because if so, I suggest you buy out their entire stock.”</span> Your quip was met with a barrage of unintelligible insults as the voices of your enemies overlapped and blended together. Feeling satisfied with the amount of psychological damage you inflicted, you leapt over them, weaving between their bullets and spinning another layer of webbing over the dome, so as to completely encase it. However, you left a little bit of room to spin up a funnel in the back of it. And in that funnel, you introduced a great concentration of heat from your hands. <span class="mu-r">“Hate to cut this short, but I’ve got places to be. And I think it goes without saying that I’m the winner of this flame war.”</span> Their enraged screams were your only answer, and once those died down, you could only assume that your last attack was enough to derezz them. Cindy came up behind you, staring at the deflating, smoldering dome in awe. <span class="mu-s">“You really weren’t kidding about getting an upgrade.”</span> You folded your arms and gave her a smug look. <span class="mu-r">“And you thought I was dumb for injecting myself with Hotron Cells.”</span> She waved you off and turned away to survey the area for more threats. <span class="mu-s">“No, I still think that. It’s just a useful power, is all.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Whatever. I’m gonna call Abe and see if he can’t shine a little light on this.”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sat 23 Sep 2023 20:33:47 No. 5771913 Report Quoted By:
Seeing as how you weren’t going anywhere right now, you figured that using your phone would be quicker than fiddling with the UI of your mask’s AR lenses. Abe picked up almost immediately. <span class="mu-b">“Hey, I’m a little busy right now!”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Abe. What’s going on? We just ran into some of those Murderworld goons a minute ago.”</span> <span class="mu-b">“They’re everywhere! Julia’s been picking up reports all over the city! I’ve been running around trying to put out the fires, but there’s too many of them.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Say no more. Me and Cindy are on the case.”</span> <span class="mu-b">“It gets worse. Like, way worse.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Alright, lay it on me.”</span> <span class="mu-b">“Right before the attacks started, the Punishers showed up to take out Arcade. He’s still in police custody, but I don’t think they care anymore. I’m on my way there now, but I think there’s someone else here stirring things up.”</span> <span class="mu-s">“Uh, Huntsman…?”</span> You turned to face Cindy, wondering whether there was a Murderworld goon that you missed, but you very nearly dropped your phone in shock when you noticed what she was looking at. They flew over you, their skin reflective like polished iron, their bodies clad in green cloaks, and their faces locked into a hateful scowl. Each one of them was completely identical, but the appearance that they shared was so distinct, that there was no mistaking who their creator was. <span class="mu-r">“...Abe? Please tell me that there isn’t an army of Doombots tearing through the city at the same time as Arcade’s pixelated punks?”</span> Abe grunted in exertion, and you could faintly hear an explosion on his end of the phone. <span class="mu-b">“That’s not even the worst part. Look up.”</span> You did as he said, and you immediately wished that you hadn’t. From here, you could just barely catch a glimpse of the Helicarrier hovering above the city. But even from this distance, you could tell that something was <span class="mu-i">very</span> wrong. Various shapes swarmed around the S.H.I.E.L.D. base, clearly locked in combat. And the base itself… <span class="mu-s">“It’s on fire…!”</span> Cindy breathed. She was staring at it right alongside you. It was just your luck, really. You’d just gotten back, managed to find some time to grab some pizza and reconnect with Cindy after all this time, and the city was under attack. By Doctor Doom of all people! <span class="mu-r">“I just can’t catch a break…”</span> Your mutterings were nearly drowned out by the sound of nearby explosions and a cacophony of panicked screams. This was going to be a long night. (To be continued…)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sat 23 Sep 2023 20:36:19 No. 5771918 Report And that'll be it for now! I plan to create a new thread tomorrow morning, just so we can keep the momentum going! This thread will be archived soon, but I'll still stick around to answer questions if anyone's got them. If not, then I'll see you guys next time! Hope you have a great day.
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>>5771918 Thanks for running! I always enjoy reading and can't wait for next time.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sun 24 Sep 2023 14:18:37 No. 5772526 Report Quoted By:
The thread has been archived!
https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Max%20Spider%20Quest Also, the new thread is up! Feel free to swing on by as soon as you're available!
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