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"!
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https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Max%20Spider%20Quest Last time: After spending the day with his family, the Huntsman finally expressed his devotion to Silvermane's Maggia. There, he was introduced to his new team of super-criminals, as well as Silvermane's very own son! And with the aid of the Kingpin of Las Vegas, the Huntsman and the Manfredi's decide to create a biotech company and use it as their base of operations.
But now, the time has come for the Desperados to give their best wishes to their good friend Hobie (AKA "The Prowler") as he takes his leave from the team. And with his departure, comes the Desperado's newest member!
Can she fill the void that the Prowler's absence will leave? And with the team's most reliable ally departing for deep space, how will the senior Desperados manage to hold it all together in the face of a brutal Gang War?
But most importantly, will Callisto remember to feed Barkley? What does he even eat?
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.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Fri 26 Jan 2024 00:55:17 No. 5903684 Report Quoted By:
You nodded. <span class="mu-r">“I get it. Family always comes first.”</span> Felicia's revelation was a bit surprising, but you weren't going to pry if she didn't want to go into details. Her relationship with her father was her personal business. Felicia turned to face you, and you placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. She seemed to brighten a bit at that. <span class="mu-b">“Aww, look at you getting all sentimental. But I guess I shouldn’t expect anything less from the guy that adopted a Korean kid.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“I’m more like her guardian, but I get your point.”</span> Cat chuckled and sat up a bit. <span class="mu-b">“I shouldn’t be dropping my baggage at Hobie’s going-away party. We’ve gotta see him off with a smile.”</span> she said, gingerly using her claws to turn the corners of her mouth up into a smile. <span class="mu-r">“I know, I know. It’s just…it’s just so hard to watch your baby bird leave the nest.”</span> You let out a sniffle and wiped an imaginary tear from your mask. <span class="mu-g">“I can come back later if you two need a minute.”</span> said a familiar voice from behind. You turned to find Hobie Brown, co-founder of the Desperados, and the soon-to-retired “Prowler”. He was wearing casual clothes in the style of a black and gray leather and wool varsity jacket, a slightly worn pair of blue jeans, and a pair of sneakers that shared the same color scheme as his outfit. <span class="mu-b">“Aww, he’s even learning how to dress himself.”</span> Felicia said as she tilted her head to the side. Hobie scowled at her. <span class="mu-g">“Maybe I should just leave.”</span> He turned to walk away, and you jumped off the couch and pulled him back towards you by snagging his sleeve with a webline. And to your surprise, the man was actually grinning. It was a lopsided grin, but still a grin, nonetheless. He raised his hand, and almost instinctively, you raised yours to clasp his hand and pulled him into a brief hug. You almost thought you took it a step too far when you leaned in for that hug, and from the look on Prowler’s face, he might’ve been thinking the same. But then, his expression cleared up and he shrugged it off. You fully expected him to start putting up walls like he always did. Maybe he didn’t see the point anymore. His change in demeanor was so stunning that it momentarily left you and Cat speechless. And that was no small feat! <span class="mu-g">“Y’all went pretty light on decorations, huh? Maybe I really should leave so you can finish up whatever you were doing.”</span> he said, glancing around the room. <span class="mu-b">“We were just waiting on you, hotshot. Come on. Let’s grab a slice.”</span> Hobie let out a small groan as Felicia led him towards the table where Flint had set down the pizzas. <span class="mu-g">“How’d I know it was gonna be pizza?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“There’s bound to be <span class="mu-i">something</span> in there that you’ll like. We really mixed it up with the toppings this time.”</span> you said, trailing behind the two. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Fri 26 Jan 2024 01:01:32 No. 5903688 Report He clicked his tongue and the sand around his left arm shifted, pushing a roll of bills out through his palm. He held it out, and Felicia casually snagged it and stuffed it into her cleavage.
You and Hobie turned to look at her. She just winked at you.
<span class="mu-g">“So you’re making bets now.”</span> Hobie said.
<span class="mu-r">“It wouldn’t be the first time. With you gone, Flint might actually be able to hold onto his money.”</span> you said.
You all shared a light chuckle at that. It was strange seeing Prowler in such a cheerful mood. Or maybe you just weren’t used to seeing his face. Him showing up in his civvies really made this feel real.
After tonight, The Prowler would be stepping away from a life of crime. He’d made a fortune, and he was walking away. Hopefully to a better life.
You supposed that for Hobie, crime was just…a hobby.
Heh. You should totally include that in your farewell speech. But you were getting ahead of yourself. The night was still young, after all.
What did you prepare for this party?
>You got Hobie a really thoughtful gift! (Write-in.) >The pizza was just an appetizer. You actually rented a food truck for the night. Word on the street is that this chef’s food is to die for. >A karaoke machine! Before Hobie leaves, you’re going to get him to sing at least one song. >A scavenger hunt! You’ll break off into pairs and search the city for the expensive baubles that you had Abe hide in creative places. >The sequel to the game that Cat and Prowler played when you’d first met. >A legendary farewell speech! (Write-in.) >Write-in. ((Let me know if you guys would like me to summarize the events of the party and skip towards the end.))
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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
>>5903688 I wanna give Hobie a good gift, but I don't know what he'd like that he couldn't just buy himself. But we can come back to that while the vote's still open. For now...
>The pizza was just an appetizer. You actually rented a food truck for the night. Word on the street is that this chef’s food is to die for. >A karaoke machine! Before Hobie leaves, you’re going to get him to sing at least one song. >A job offer! Silvermane's little startup could probably use a security specialist, and you can't think of anybody better suited for the job than Hobie. If he's going legit, he needs a job. Otherwise the IRS is gonna start sniffing around, and nobody beats those motherfuckers.
I understand if he doesn't want to be on the brighter side of a massive grey area like that, but I'd feel bad if we didn't give him a chance to get in on the ground floor.
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>>5903688 >You got Hobie a really thoughtful gift! (Write-in.) >>It took some digging around with your magically-inclined friends, but you managed to purchase a pair of simple, unassuming ring bands that can lead to each other. Breathe twice over it, then feel for the tug. Supposedly good for navigating between realms too, not that you could test it. >>Both people have to wear the ring for a day, then connect the rings to attune them. Basic protection that keeps someone from finding you by stealing one. Seems simple enough that we could find it, though it might have cost a bit.
Every crook earns enemies from their work and some aren’t above targeting family. Keep one for himself, hand the other off to someone he cares about. He’s a tech guy, but if tech fails then he can use a little magic instead.
If that gets vetoed by QM/anons,
>You managed to track down and nab the gem from your very first heist as a group from some other criminals. No need to worry about finding a buyer this time! I’ll also back the stuff from
>>5903704 .
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>>5903688 >>5903739 Thinking on the gem gift more, it’d be funny if we indirectly (or directly) stole it from Cat to get it. Either she had it first, she had an associate steal it since she was too tempted to sell it again, or we got to it first and she chewed us out for stealing “her” farewell gift later.
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>>5903688 >>The pizza was just an appetizer. You actually rented a food truck for the night. Word on the street is that this chef’s food is to die for. I don't think he needs a magic/supersciende item, nor a job in the mafia's pretend company. If he wants out, he can get out
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>>5904238 >nor a job in the mafia's pretend company Hey man, just because there's some shady shit going down deep under the surface doesn't mean the company won't actually be doing what they set out to in a mostly legal manner.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Fri 26 Jan 2024 23:40:16 No. 5904439 Report >>5903704 >>5903739 >>5904077 >>5904238 >The pizza was just an appetizer. You actually rented a food truck for the night. Word on the street is that this chef’s food is to die for. >A karaoke machine! Before Hobie leaves, you’re going to get him to sing at least one song. >A job offer! Silvermane's little startup could probably use a security specialist, and you can't think of anybody better suited for the job than Hobie. Taking these.
>>It took some digging around with your magically-inclined friends, but you managed to purchase a pair of simple, unassuming ring bands that can lead to each other. Breathe twice over it, then feel for the tug. Supposedly good for navigating between realms too, not that you could test it. >>Both people have to wear the ring for a day, then connect the rings to attune them. Basic protection that keeps someone from finding you by stealing one. It's not that this would be impossible or unacceptable, but it would cost quite a bit to have it made. Especially if you want this thing to cross between realms or planes of existence. We can roleplay the particulars of how you acquired it later, but I'd like to make sure that I've got everything right first.
Because this would cost about $2 Mil for each ring. For enchanted gear that allows you to teleport from one place to another, regardless of distance, with built-in safeguards.
>You managed to track down and nab the gem from your very first heist as a group from some other criminals. No need to worry about finding a buyer this time! This is definitely doable if you decide to go for this instead.
>>5904139 Felicia goes to give Hobie her present, only for the Huntsman to claim that he stole the gem and replaced it with something that accurately matched it's weight and shape. Cat claims that she realized this already, and had already stolen her prize back and replaced it with the paperweight you saddled her with. Both then proceed to stare each other down, before frantically checking whether either of their presents are real. Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Fri 26 Jan 2024 23:43:19 No. 5904442 Report Quoted By:
Let me know if you guys want to add anything to the order, or if I missed an important detail.
Also, feel free to craft a scenario in which one of your contacts helped you acquire these rings. I'll review them for approval and let you know whether or not I think it's feasible.
Contacts:
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>>5904439 Ah, I wasn’t thinking of the rings being a teleport, just the equivalent of a compass that can point you in the right direction. Good enough to at least point to Ben’s pocket dimension if someone was in there as well and it was nearby, but maybe unreliable for real astral stuff. He’s got no real way to stress test it, and it sounds like the sort of thing a salesman would toss in that might be exaggerated. It’s not a feature he was looking for though so he just shrugged his shoulders at it.
Besides, something with too much juice might get the wrong sort of attention on Hobie if it’s noticed. We’re not looking to get him mugged by the first magical criminal he runs across for his jewelry.
>Contact chain for rings >>Madame Webb for information on whether the rings are feasible. It’s kinda like ring telepathy/astral projection, right? >>>Okay, it’s not her wheelhouse and she groaned when Ben asked like he’s some magical doofus who can’t tell she’s obviously not a specialist in magical artifacts, but she confirmed it was possible. She doesn’t have a good person for him to reach out to for it though, the people she knows are far too busy. >Put out feelers with Moon Knight and Louise for dealers in magical artifacts for civilians. >Louise doesn’t have contacts with the Nightguard anymore and they’re more militant anyway so she turns up nothing, but Moon Knight knows of some small-time dealers who can do basic enchanting. >>Moon Knight agrees to arrange for the rings to be made and delivered to him for a small fee through his contacts, Ben agrees. I’m surprised we don’t have Louise or Moon Knight in our contacts list. I know they’ve had it rough with us, but I didn’t think we were that bad…
>Gem present Hobie laughs and pulls out the real one. He actually worked with Ember and Flint not too long ago to steal it, wanting to see if Huntsman was right to bring her in before he left. She did an alright job, but didn’t replace the gem. Which means both of them must have been fooled by a fake that the criminals had made to pass off as the real thing, either to sell multiple copies or because they wanted to pretend they still had it for now. Hobie and Ember had no idea about the gift, they beat them by coincidence. Flint knew Ben’s plans, but kept his mouth shut for the punchline. Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sat 27 Jan 2024 04:56:36 No. 5904719 Report >>5904640 Ah, gotcha. I misunderstood the request. I'll figure out the pricing for that later, but it'll be way less than it was originally.
>I’m surprised we don’t have Louise or Moon Knight in our contacts list. I know they’ve had it rough with us, but I didn’t think we were that bad… There are certain people that aren't in the Contacts list because you don't have a way of directly contacting her. You know people that know her that can get in touch with her, but you can't reach her as fast as you could Julia.
Even during the Silvertongue fiasco, she was using a burner phone. She constantly switches numbers and uses a variety of contacts and resources to send and receive messages. If she wanted to get in contact with you or find out what you were doing, she could. And vice versa.
Only, it would be slower than what you were used to, depending on where she is.
As for MK, he's more of a walk-in appointment kind of guy. If you need him, for anything, you can visit the Midnight Mission or leave a message with his receptionist.
The list doesn't depict who you know, it lists the people that you can contact whenever you want(sort of). It's why Luke and Danny are on there. You didn't really bond or anything during your time working together, but the Heroes For Hire make appointments through phone call, so they let you know that they're available if you ever want to request their services.
I'll let you know what your reputation is looking like at the the end of Year One. >>5904439 I'll try and post an update sometime tomorrow after work.
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>>5904719 I love your quest QM keep it up!
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sat 27 Jan 2024 20:20:43 No. 5905409 Report Quoted By:
>>5904768 Thank you, anon! I've definitely been running this quest longer than I originally planned, but I'm having fun with the narrative. So long as you guys keep coming back to play, I'll keep writing. Unless we reach a point where you think it would be suitable for the story to end.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sat 27 Jan 2024 22:37:21 No. 5905542 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-g">“Seriously? Pizza, again?”</span> Hobie said, frowning at the table where pizza boxes were stacked halfway to the ceiling. You gave him a shrug. <span class="mu-r">“Well, if you’re not in the mood for that, I’ve got a rented food truck waiting out back. And from what I hear, this lady makes a mean gyro.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Wait, are you serious?”</span> Araña asked, turning to face you. You nodded, and the redheaded girl raced past you in a blur, leaving the other two behind without a second thought. <span class="mu-r">“Why didn’t you say that earlier!?”</span> she called back, slipping out the door as if she’d never been in the room in the first place. Ember blinked in surprise, but Benga didn’t look the least bit phased. <span class="mu-g">“Wanna get some food?”</span> she asked casually, jabbing a thumb back in the direction where her friend had disappeared. <span class="mu-r">“Huh? Oh…sure thing.”</span> Ember replied, looking noticeably more comfortable speaking with the younger girl. One by one, everyone filed out to join Araña in checking out the food truck. Everyone except you and Flint, that is. <span class="mu-r">“You guys go ahead. I’ll catch up.”</span> you called after them. Once you were sure they were out of earshot, you turned to face Flint. <span class="mu-r">“You got the karaoke machine I asked for, right?”</span> you asked in a hushed tone. Flint winked at you and made a circle with his thumb and pointer finger. You nodded and returned the gesture, before opening up one of your belt’s pouches and digging around for the gift you prepared for Hobie. Your fingers closed around a pair of golden, metal rings—one embedded with a ruby, and the other with a shimmering sapphire. They both gave off a faint glow, projecting specks of red and blue light onto the walls of your pouch, but not enough for it to be visible from the outside. It took a decent chunk of change and a favor from Moon Knight to get these made in such a short amount of time, but you thought it was worth it. You’re planning on giving it to him later, sometime after karaoke. Now wouldn’t that be a fun little surprise. The sound of the back door opening brought you back to reality, and you hurriedly closed the compartment to find Araña raising a sandwich into the air. <span class="mu-r">“My guy, you have got to try this! This is literally the best thing I’ve eaten in my entire life.”</span> She took another large bite, getting a bit of sauce on the corner of her mouth as she did so. Her sunglasses were off this time, so you could actually see her close her eyes while she chewed. Araña nodded at the sandwich and let out a soft, appreciative moan. From the open door, you could hear similar sounds from your other teammates. You and Flint exchanged a look, before you followed Araña outside to see what all the fuss was about. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sat 27 Jan 2024 22:38:51 No. 5905543 Report Quoted By:
The chef in question was an Asian woman with brown eyes and shoulder length black hair that was tied into a ponytail. From what you could see of her top half, she wore a plain, baggy white tee, and a green and blue apron with the name “Ameyama” printed on it. If you passed this woman on the street, you would’ve written her off as being just another ordinary citizen.She was cute, sure…but considering how often you’ve been running into gorgeous women wearing skintight leather, you can’t say that it’s enough to make you do a double take. If anything, her truck was the most eye-catching thing about her. It was painted a deep shade of red, with a yellow stripe running across the middle, and a decal of a white, teary-eyed cat on the hood. Under it read “Namida”. And currently, its owner was showing Black Cat how to spin an egg between two spatulas. The cat burglar seemed thoroughly amused by the trick. When she noticed you, the chef’s eyes went wide, and she very nearly dropped the egg. <span class="mu-g">“Oh! Hi. Can I, uh…get you something?”</span> she asked, setting down her spatulas and leaning over her counter. She was clearly nervous, but not nervous enough to miss out on good business. If this were any other city, she might’ve been tempted to call the police. But here, it wasn’t terribly unusual to be approached by a costumed individual in broad daylight. <span class="mu-r">“Get him the special of the day. That ‘Katsu Torta’ thing.”</span> Araña suggested, peeking her head out from behind you. Chef Ameyama nodded. <span class="mu-g">“Comin’ right up!”</span> —----- After a few minutes, the chef handed you a box full of fries and her special “Pork Katsu Torta”. According to her, it was a Mexican/Japanese fusion. Any skepticism that you might’ve had towards her was swiftly blown away when the smell of the deep fried pork reached your nose. It was tantalizing to say the least, and both Araña and Chef Ameyama were silently urging you to try it with their eyes. You moved to take a bite, and- <span class="mu-g">“Ooh! Be careful.”</span> Ameyama warned you. You smirked at her. <span class="mu-r">“Don't worry. The heat doesn't bother me anymore.”</span> And despite her warning, you took an unapologetically large bite. The pork katsu was <span class="mu-i">ridiculously</span> juicy, and the sour and savory flavors from the cabbage and the yellowish-brown sauce mingled perfectly with the inherent sweetness of the telera. The explosion of flavor left you momentarily stunned. And now, you were beginning to understand why everyone was so grateful towards you for making these arrangements. This was amazing! <span class="mu-r">“See? What did I tell you?”</span> Araña said, nudging you in the ribs with her elbow. <span class="mu-r">“We should hire her. We could use a good cook around here.”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sat 27 Jan 2024 22:40:13 No. 5905544 Report What will you say?
>”Hey! I’m a pretty good cook. I’ve been taking classes and everything.” >”I don’t hate the idea. It would be nice to not have to worry about cooking my own meals after a long, hard day.” >”With all due respect, we don’t know anything about this woman. At least give me some time to do a background check first.” >”We’ve already got one raw recruit. I can only prepare so many speeches tonight, and this club needs to at least maintain the illusion of exclusivity.” >”How’re you only working out of a food truck? You should have your own restaurant!” >”Why haven’t I heard of this before? I always liked to think that I was pretty street savvy.” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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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
>>5905544 >>”With all due respect, we don’t know anything about this woman. At least give me some time to do a background check first.” >”Why haven’t I heard of this before? I always liked to think that I was pretty street savvy.” >”How’re you only working out of a food truck? You should have your own restaurant!” Anonymous
>>5905544 >>5905623 All that. I’m also up for asking if she’d be up for an investor if she’s interested in a restaurant but doesn’t have the capital. I’m guessing she’d be less interested in being hired directly, seems that she’s good enough to work under someone if she wanted to.
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>>5905544 >>”With all due respect, we don’t know anything about this woman. At least give me some time to do a background check first.” >”Why haven’t I heard of this before? I always liked to think that I was pretty street savvy.” >”How’re you only working out of a food truck? You should have your own restaurant!” >write in Time to invest, money go brrrrrrr
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sun 28 Jan 2024 16:21:57 No. 5906541 Report Quoted By:
>>5905623 >>5905655 >>5905885 >”With all due respect, we don’t know anything about this woman. At least give me some time to do a background check first.” >”Why haven’t I heard of this before? I always liked to think that I was pretty street savvy.” >”How’re you only working out of a food truck? You should have your own restaurant!” Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sun 28 Jan 2024 16:55:01 No. 5906574 Report <span class="mu-r">“With all due respect, we don’t know anything about this woman.”</span> you whispered to the young girl. <span class="mu-r">“At least give me some time to do a background check first.”</span> Araña nodded as if to concede the point. She was young, but she was still a professional. Even she knew the importance of practicing proper security protocols. <span class="mu-r">“Still, I feel like I should’ve heard about this before? I always liked to think that I was pretty street savvy.”</span> you said, taking another bite of your torta. <span class="mu-g">“I haven’t had my truck for that long. This one, I mean.”</span> Chef Ameyama answered, rapping her knuckles on the metal counter. <span class="mu-g">“My old one got blown up by Iron Man by accident, so he had this new one built for me.”</span> Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to stare at her. Ameyama let out a nervous chuckle. <span class="mu-g">“Iron Man built you a food truck?”</span> Prowler inquired. Ameyama cleared her throat and tucked a lock of hair behind one ear. <span class="mu-g">“Well, he said that he really liked my food, and that he was super sorry for what happened, so…he sort of made me a new one.”</span> she explained. Prowler took a cautious step away from the vehicle, likely expecting it to be carrying onboard weapons, or something equally ridiculous. Ameyama either didn’t notice, or pretended not to. <span class="mu-g">“I haven’t seen him much after that, though. I hope he’s okay.”</span> <span class="mu-b">“I’m sure he's laid up in one of his many, many summer homes, villas and vacation resorts.”</span> Cat casually replied. <span class="mu-b">“Or he landed himself in rehab.”</span> Ameyama’s face fell a bit upon hearing that, so you decided to change the subject. <span class="mu-r">“How’re you only working out of a food truck? You should have your own restaurant!”</span> Her expression brightened, and she laughed in delight at your compliment. <span class="mu-g">“Thanks! But, I like running my business out of a truck. It lets me meet all sorts of people, and I have full control over how my ingredients, recipes and equipment are handled. And I can make plenty of money by providing catering services.”</span> she answered, propping her hands up on her hips and nodding at you. <span class="mu-g">“Besides, most restaurants can’t maintain the same level of quality when it comes to adapting recipes for the masses.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Not if you’re serving customers with deep pockets.”</span> Araña offered. <span class="mu-r">“I’m sure they’d pay you whatever you wanted if you could make them food like this.”</span> She glanced at you out of the corner of her eye as she said that. Ameyama shook her head in disbelief, clearly thinking that the girl had been joking. <span class="mu-g">“I don’t think some rich dude would pay me anywhere close to what you’re thinking for my Katsu Tortas.”</span> Benga raised an eyebrow at that. <span class="mu-g">“Didn’t you just say that Tony Stark paid to have your truck fixed because he liked your food so much?”</span> she pointed out. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sun 28 Jan 2024 16:56:03 No. 5906578 Report <span class="mu-g">“That was mostly out of guilt, I think.”</span> Ameyama proclaimed. <span class="mu-g">“I can’t assume that every other rich person is going to think the same.”</span>
What will you say/do?
>”Well, I’m a rich person, and I think your food is delicious.” >”I’ll be sure to keep you in mind if I ever need a reliable chef to cater for big events. And I’ll pass your name along to my other friends.” >”Well then, allow me to make you an offer.” (Write-in.) >”Would you like to come inside? We’re about ready to get this party started. (Invite Ameyama in for karaoke.) >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5906574 >”Well, I’m a rich person, and I think your food is delicious.” >”Sounds like you wouldn’t be happy if you were only working for one person. Tell you what, what would it cost to add a couple permanent spots in your rotation and get some “free meal every day” discount cards for some friends here and elsewhere?” >”If you’re cool with mutants, I can buy some catering events for some groups I know. They’re not rich, but they have cooler stories. If they go well, we can arrange a regular event for it with some of the leaders.” I’m now envisioning Central Park (or somewhere near it) having an area cleared out every other month for a bunch of food carts and other goods. Cards handed out for discounted rates/free merch by the homeless mutant groups, but normal people can shop like normal too with smaller discounts. It’s a way of getting the homeless mutant community interacting with outsiders while enjoying some benefits. It’d be a magnet for trouble, but if Glass and Iara really believe in being out in the open then it’s a way to start breaking down barriers among normal humans and mutants.
For permanent spots, I’m thinking near Cindy’s school and someplace near the apartments where Araña is at. It’s not a live-in chef, but she can get a meal easy on some days and will probably know where Ameyama is parked at on other days if she really wants the food.
I’m also okay with skipping the permanent spot idea and just going with the free meal cards and a couple catering events.
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>>5906578 >>”I’ll be sure to keep you in mind if I ever need a reliable chef to cater for big events. And I’ll pass your name along to my other friends.” Anonymous
>>5906578 >>”Well, I’m a rich person, and I think your food is delicious.” Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Tue 30 Jan 2024 04:50:08 No. 5908485 Report Quoted By:
>>5906754 >>5906776 >>5907078 >”Well, I’m a rich person, and I think your food is delicious.” If there are no other votes, then I'll be moving forward with this tomorrow after I get home from work
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Thu 01 Feb 2024 02:01:06 No. 5911089 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“Well I’m a rich person, and I think your food is delicious.”</span> you said, raising your torta at her. She gave you a beaming smile. <span class="mu-g">“Thanks! I…like how shiny your outfit is.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“I guess it would make sense for a chef to have such excellent taste.”</span> Ameyama chuckled. And without even having to turn to look around at your teammates, you could practically <span class="mu-i">feel</span> them rolling their eyes. But the fact that Namida’s food was so good ended up working out in your favor. Because the longer they stayed outside, the more time Flint had to set everything up for the <span class="mu-s">real</span> party. You managed to keep them away for about half an hour before they got tired of standing around and walked back inside. But they didn’t get very far. Everyone in front of you either stopped at the entrance, or turned back to stare at you. To their surprise, the entire room was bathed in red, with the exception of the various spots on the ceiling and walls that were being illuminated by rotating, strobing multi-colored lights. The decorations were relatively cheap, and mostly consisted of changing a few light bulbs and setting up some light machines that only cost a couple hundred dollars. Those new speakers on the other hand… The exclamations of your friends helped to take your mind off the price tag. <span class="mu-r">“What the hell is all this?”</span> Ember asked. <span class="mu-b">“Is that a karaoke machine?”</span> Cat inquired. <span class="mu-g">“Oh, hell no.”</span> Prowler cursed, shaking his head with a faint grin on his face. <span class="mu-r">“Awesome job, buddy!”</span> you shouted up at Flint, exchanging a thumbs up with him. <span class="mu-r">“Ladies and gentlemen!”</span> you continued, loudly clearing your throat to grab their attention. <span class="mu-r">“We’ve now reached the karaoke segment of our little get-together. So I suggest you pick out a song and get ready to belt out some melodic tunes. Who wants to go first?”</span> Felicia raised her hand almost immediately. <span class="mu-b">“I’m game. But…I’m gonna need a partner for this one.”</span> she said, her sharp blue eyes scanning the crowd. Prowler was already shaking his head in refusal, and neither Benga nor Ember was jumping at the chance to volunteer. <span class="mu-r">“A duet for our first song! Bold move.”</span> you said, nodding your approval. You were about to volunteer yourself, when Araña stepped forward. <span class="mu-r">“Alright, fine. But <span class="mu-i">I get to pick the song.”</span> Cat gave her a playful grin. <span class="mu-b">“Fine by me. Mic, please!”</span> she said, holding a hand up, and easily catching the microphone that you tossed at her without looking. <span class="mu-r">“Don’t you dare throw mine, Sandman!”</span> Araña protested, carefully accepting her microphone and tablet from Flint. She must’ve known exactly what she wanted to sing, because she selected her song after only a minute or two of browsing through the catalog. <span class="mu-g">“Who wants it next?”</span> Flint asked. He had to shout to be heard over the sound of Felicia and Araña’s duet. (Cont.)</span>
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Thu 01 Feb 2024 02:02:43 No. 5911091 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“Well I’m a rich person, and I think your food is delicious.”</span> you said, raising your torta at her. She gave you a beaming smile. <span class="mu-g">“Thanks! I…like how shiny your outfit is.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“I guess it would make sense for a chef to have such excellent taste.”</span> Ameyama chuckled. And without even having to turn to look around at your teammates, you could practically <span class="mu-i">feel</span> them rolling their eyes. But the fact that Namida’s food was so good ended up working out in your favor. Because the longer they stayed outside, the more time Flint had to set everything up for the <span class="mu-s">real</span> party. You managed to keep them away for about half an hour before they got tired of standing around and walked back inside. But they didn’t get very far. Everyone in front of you either stopped at the entrance, or turned back to stare at you. To their surprise, the entire room was bathed in red, with the exception of the various spots on the ceiling and walls that were being illuminated by rotating, strobing multi-colored lights. The decorations were relatively cheap, and mostly consisted of changing a few light bulbs and setting up some light machines that only cost a couple hundred dollars. Those new speakers on the other hand… The exclamations of your friends helped to take your mind off the price tag. <span class="mu-r">“What the hell is all this?”</span> Ember asked. <span class="mu-b">“Is that a karaoke machine?”</span> Cat inquired. <span class="mu-g">“Oh, hell no.”</span> Prowler cursed, shaking his head with a faint grin on his face. <span class="mu-r">“Awesome job, buddy!”</span> you shouted up at Flint, exchanging a thumbs up with him. <span class="mu-r">“Ladies and gentlemen!”</span> you continued, loudly clearing your throat to grab their attention. <span class="mu-r">“We’ve now reached the karaoke segment of our little get-together. So I suggest you pick out a song and get ready to belt out some melodic tunes. Who wants to go first?”</span> Felicia raised her hand almost immediately. <span class="mu-b">“I’m game. But…I’m gonna need a partner for this one.”</span> she said, her sharp blue eyes scanning the crowd. Prowler was already shaking his head in refusal, and neither Benga nor Ember was jumping at the chance to volunteer. <span class="mu-r">“A duet for our first song! Bold move.”</span> you said, nodding your approval. You were about to volunteer yourself, when Araña stepped forward. <span class="mu-r">“Alright, fine. But <span class="mu-i">I</span> get to pick the song.”</span> Cat gave her a playful grin. <span class="mu-b">“Fine by me. Mic, please!”</span> she said, holding a hand up, and easily catching the microphone that you tossed at her without looking. <span class="mu-r">“Don’t you dare throw mine, Sandman!”</span> Araña protested, carefully accepting her microphone and tablet from Flint. She must’ve known exactly what she wanted to sing, because she selected her song after only a minute or two of browsing through the catalog. <span class="mu-g">“Who wants it next?”</span> Flint asked. He had to shout to be heard over the sound of Felicia and Araña’s duet. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Thu 01 Feb 2024 02:06:57 No. 5911093 Report https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_fbq8RaKlxI To your amusement, the young girl had picked “Unholy” by Sam Smith for her song. And the two of them were really starting to get into it. Even Ember was singing along.
Prowler was chugging a beer, likely preparing for whatever embarrassment you were planning to inflict on him.
And Benga was…actually looking over the list of songs. Was she actually planning on singing something tonight?
What will you do?
>Pick out a song. (Write-in.) >Invite someone to sing a duet. (Who?) >Make a game where you randomly select people to sing for single songs and duets. >Offer encouragement to those who might be a little uncomfortable with the idea of singing. >Start handing out drinks to everyone that's of age. Without those pesky inhibitions in the way, they'll be singing in no time! >Sit back and enjoy the show. You don’t want to force anyone to do anything they don’t want to. >Write-in. Pastebins:
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https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:
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>>5911093 >Pick out a song. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uMRaSHCWy-4 ) >Invite someone to sing a duet. (Flint) Benny would be handling Freddie's lines obviously. I'm not sure Flint could hit those high notes even if he wanted to.
Also you have no idea how tempted I was to try and drag Hobie on the stage for Ebony and Ivory. Anonymous
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>>5911093 >>Pick out a song. (Write-in.) https://youtu.be/SECVGN4Bsgg?si=-iTWql_BmCtvaFLp >Invite someone to sing a duet. (Who?) Prowler
>Start handing out drinks to everyone that's of age. Without those pesky inhibitions in the way, they'll be singing in no time! Anonymous
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Also found this one for a man and a woman to sing together.
https://youtu.be/uPudE8nDog0?si=xgLojg7lIhsg4WM2 Anonymous
>>5911093 >Offer encouragement to those who might be a little uncomfortable with the idea of singing. the point of karaoke is not to sound good, but to have fun while sounding terrible
>>Pick out a song. (Write-in.) break the ice with something cheesy
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cActM3vQRng Anonymous
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Thu 01 Feb 2024 23:39:23 No. 5912085 Report Quoted By:
>>5911550 >>5911624 >Offer encouragement to those who might be a little uncomfortable with the idea of singing. >>Pick out a song. (Reality - Richard Sanderson) Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Fri 02 Feb 2024 01:24:33 No. 5912166 Report Quoted By:
During their shared performance, you enthusiastically cheered both girls on. Admittedly, Cat was a much better singer than Araña was, but the younger of the two displayed a frantic energy that was almost contagious. She was hamming it up as much as possible, making it hard for even Benga to keep from laughing a bit. They even managed to show off some impressive moves in-between their respective verses. Although, considering the athleticism that both had displayed during the Vegas mission, you honestly weren’t that surprised that they were decent dancers. But more importantly, they were generating a massive amount of hype amongst those who were less opposed to the idea of karaoke night, like Flint and Ember. They were cheering Felicia and Araña on right along with you. The others would require a bit of coaxing, but that’s what you were here for. By the time the song had finished, you were already peeking over Benga’s shoulder to see what she had chosen for her song. <span class="mu-r">“Did you pick out a song, ye-”</span> You paused, squinting at the screen to make sure whether you were really reading it correctly. Benga had chosen a classic: “Tom’s Diner”. She nodded, handing the tablet back to you so that her hands were free to applaud her best friend’s performance. <span class="mu-g">“Yup. I want that one. It’s easy, and there aren’t a whole lot of words to remember.”</span> Well, she had a point there. Maybe Benga wouldn’t require any coaxing after all. Araña was just jogging back to rejoin her friend, when she noticed her holding her hand out for the microphone. Her face lit up. <span class="mu-r">“Oh, shit. B, you’re gonna sing!?”</span> <span class="mu-g">“You won’t leave me alone if I don’t sing at least one song, so I’m getting it out of the way.”</span> Benga said in a flat tone. <span class="mu-r">“What’d you pick?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Tom’s Diner.”</span> you answered. <span class="mu-r">“An 80’s tune, huh? Not a bad pick.”</span> Ember commented. <span class="mu-r">“Cool. You need a backup dancer?”</span> Araña asked. <span class="mu-g">“You know, I actually wasn’t planning on doing any dancing-”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Come on. You’re gonna shake those hips, even if it kills you.”</span> The only thing Benga was shaking was her head, but her resistance was futile. Araña had already grabbed her arm, and was dragging her out towards the center of the room. You and Cat cheered them on from the crowd, which only made Benga roll her eyes. <span class="mu-r">“What about you? Got a song in mind?”</span> you asked, offering the tablet to Ember. She bit her lip and leaned over to peek at the screen, making a thoughtful sound. After a few more seconds of contemplation, she shrugged and snatched the tablet from your hands. <span class="mu-r">“Ah, what the hell. Let’s see what you’ve got on this thing.”</span> You clenched your hand into a triumphant fist and gave Flint a look that said “You’re next”. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Fri 02 Feb 2024 01:33:17 No. 5912183 Report Quoted By:
He just chuckled and shook his head. You thought about bothering Prowler real quick to see where his head was it, but he was already on his second beer, so you decided to let him enjoy it for a while.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j4jtIDaeaWI The song began without warning, with Benga scatting and her friend clapping along with the beat. The rhythm quickly became contagious, as you, Cat and Flint brought your hands together to match Araña’s pace.
The words crawled up a blue tinted screen in white text, while the music video for the song was projected onto the wall behind them. And it wasn’t long after this that the two girls broke into a synchronized dance that practically mirrored that of the dancers in the video, with a few improvised moves mixed in for good measure.
Felicia was practically screaming her encouragement of the two during their performance, and Ember was hard pressed to peel her eyes off of them while she was still browsing through the catalog.
Those girls were phenomenal on the dance floor. They played off of each other well, seeming as if they’d practiced this routine many times before. It became easy for you to picture them putting on a performance for passersby and tourists out in the streets of Las Vegas.
Maybe this had been something that they did often before they came under Gloria’s employ.
Unfortunately however, the song was only about three minutes long, and their performance was over before you knew it. Cheers erupted from everyone present at the party. Some were more enthusiastic than others, though.
It was you.
<span class="mu-i">You</span> were more enthusiastic than others. And Black Cat, but you weren’t sure if that was because she was genuinely impressed, or if she was starting to get a bit sloshed.
<span class="mu-r">“Now <span class="mu-i">that</span> is going to be a hard performance to beat. I’m gonna need some liquid courage.”</span> you said, snagging a cold beer with one webline, and Araña’s microphone with the other.
<span class="mu-r">“Hey!”</span> she cried.
<span class="mu-r">“Oh, you were done anyway. Go grab a juice-box or something. You’re probably getting dehydrated after all that dancing.”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“Fine. I bet it would be better than the gut-rot that you had your boy pick up.”</span> Araña said, giving you a cheeky grin and walking off towards the refreshments table with Benga trailing behind her. Flint looked mildly offended by that, since he had been the one to pick out the beer. But looking back on it, maybe it had been a bad idea to let the only guy without taste buds pick out the drinks.
That didn't mean that his tastes prior to the transformation had been stellar, though. And it probably had no bearing on his choices tonight, but you did find yourself amused at the irony of it all.
<span class="mu-r">"Scuse me. Just need to borrow this for a sec."</span> you said, suspending your beer on a webline that was hanging from the ceiling, and using your free hand to snatch the tablet out of Ember's hands.
(Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Fri 02 Feb 2024 01:43:52 No. 5912199 Report Ember flinched back reflexively, not yet used to your web-slinging antics.
<span class="mu-r">"Jesus! Why does he like doing that so much?"</span> she complained.
<span class="mu-b">"Honestly? I can't say that I blame him. I'd do it too if I could."</span> Felicia admitted with a shameless shrug.
You ignored the exchange and quickly selected your song. You'd decided on it long before anyone here even knew about the karaoke machine. And while it might not be a legendary performance on the same level as Araña's opening acts, but you were going to sing your heart out regardless.
Out of the corner of your eye, you spotted Flint with his phone out. You hadn't noticed it before, but he had probably been recording since the very beginning. Maybe you could get him to send you the footage after this.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8ejtIwBpqK4 What will you say/do?
>"This one's for you, Ana." (You'll send it to her later.) >"This one's for all you lonely ladies out there." >"Prowler, you beautiful bastard. This one goes out to you." >Just ignore him and sing your heart out. >Write-in. Anonymous
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>>5912199 >"This one's for you, Ana." (You'll send it to her later.) Let's be real, she'd be kinda miffed if she never got to see this.
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>>5912199 >>"This one's for you, Ana." (You'll send it to her later.) We havent seen her in a while. Hopefully this will make up for it.
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>>5912199 >"Prowler, you beautiful bastard. This one goes out to you." Anonymous
>>5912199 >>"Prowler, you beautiful bastard. This one goes out to you." Anonymous
>>5912199 >>"Prowler, you beautiful bastard. This one goes out to you." Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sat 03 Feb 2024 19:52:09 No. 5914103 Report Quoted By:
>>5912476 >>5912580 >>5912660 >"Prowler, you beautiful bastard. This one goes out to you." Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sat 03 Feb 2024 21:40:56 No. 5914210 Report Quoted By:
You tossed the tablet back at Cat, brought the mic up to your mouth and pointed directly at Hobie.
<span class="mu-r">“Prowler, you beautiful bastard, this one goes out to you.”</span>
He raised an eyebrow at that, and Felicia and Araña were soon hollering as if your statement had been a particularly promiscuous one. And it only got worse once the music finally kicked in.
<span class="mu-g">“Prowler’s not here right now.”</span> Hobie called back.
<span class="mu-g">“Don’t worry. I’ll make sure that he sees this.”</span> Flint chuckled.
Hobie just shook his head.
<span class="mu-g">“I swear I’m never putting that mask on ever again. I’m changing my name <span class="mu-i">and</span> my costume.”</span> he proclaimed.
<span class="mu-b">“You do that, and we’ll have to do this all over again. You’ll be treated like the new guy on the team.”</span> Cat countered, giving him a devious grin. <span class="mu-b">“I hope you’re good at making coffee runs.”</span>
Ember gave her a startled look. She was most likely trying to figure out whether Felicia was joking or not. You would’ve liked to join in on the jokes, but you were too busy singing your heart out and staring deep into Hobie’s brown eyes. And as he quickly found out, it was profoundly simple to maintain eye contact with someone when you were wearing a full face-mask. You couldn’t help but feel a swell of pride when you got him to look away first.
From what you could tell, the audience was enjoying your performance immensely. You always thought that you were a decent singer, but like Araña, you were great at hamming it up. Your exaggerated gestures and enthusiasm more than made up for the lack of coordinated dancing. Because singing karaoke wasn’t at all about showcasing skill. It was about letting loose, having fun, laughing at others, and being able to laugh at yourself. You didn’t have to be perfect. You just had to be yourself.
By the time your song ended, you hoped that you’d managed to get your message across. Ember, Hobie and Flint were the only ones who hadn’t sung yet.
<span class="mu-g">“Nice going there, Benny.”</span> Flint said, giving you a heavy pat on the shoulder.
<span class="mu-b">“I don’t know about Prowler, but you had <span class="mu-i">me</span> swooning towards the end there.”</span> Cat said with a subtle purr in her voice.
<span class="mu-r">“Eh, it was a little too sappy for my tastes, but I thought you did alright.”</span> Araña put in.
You were about to ask Ember what she thought when she shoved the tablet into your chest.
<span class="mu-r">“Hold this for me. It’s <span class="mu-s">my</span> turn.”</span>
You blinked in surprise for a moment, but you were quickly shouting your encouragement along with the others as she stepped up to grab the microphone.
And when the music started, you didn’t even have to glance at the tablet to see what she’d chosen.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gGdGFtwCNBE (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sat 03 Feb 2024 21:43:30 No. 5914213 Report Quoted By:
It was “Mr. Brightside” by The Killers! The reactions amidst the audience varied between amusement and exasperation upon recognizing the song. It was such a familiar song that pretty much anyone could sing along. And for some people, that’s exactly what happened.
You, Cat and Araña found yourselves joining in on her song, letting the waves of nostalgia flow through you along with the reverberating beat of the music. A few times, you even caught Flint, Hobie and Benga mouthing the words mouthing the words to themselves.
After the song had finished, Ember proceeded to chug an entire can of beer and was about to pick another song, but you stopped her from getting her hands on the tablet. After all, it was Flint’s turn.
—--
The big man groaned at the attention that he was receiving. Unlike everyone else, he didn’t have the benefit of having his judgment impaired by alcohol. But Flint Marko was no coward. He was a lot of things, but you would never call him a coward. In many ways, he was far braver than you.
The guy was even committed to leaving his home planet for the woman he loved. His unwavering loyalty was something to be admired, for sure, but the same couldn’t be said about his musical talents.
So, despite the fact that you both knew he couldn’t carry a tune to save his life, he picked an old song that he was very comfortable with singing.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4xmckWVPRaI (“We’re Not Gonna Take It” by Twisted Sister)
This was another one of those songs that everyone could sing along to. And this time, everyone joined in. Maybe it was the beer, the good food, or the generally cheery atmosphere, but not even the Prowler could refuse to have fun for this long. Especially when this could be his last night as a Desperado.
The thought of that saddened you momentarily, but you quickly shoved it back down and went back to cheering on your best friend. No matter how tone-deaf he was, you couldn’t help but think that he looked like a star out there.
Right before the song ended, though, you snuck over to stand beside Hobie and slipped the tablet into his free hand.
<span class="mu-r">“Clock’s ticking, pal. Sooner or later, you’re gonna have to take the spotlight. This is your party, after all.”</span>
<span class="mu-g">“That depends on whether you’ve got any decent songs on this thing.”</span> he replied, scrolling through the catalog so fast that you doubted he could even see what he was looking at.
<span class="mu-r">“I seem to remember you singing along to the last two.”</span>
<span class="mu-g">“Hey man, a classic is a classic for a reason.”</span>
His finger paused its rapid scrolling for a moment, and his eyes widened momentarily.
<span class="mu-g">“And speaking of classics…”</span> he muttered, quickly selecting a song and giving you back the tablet.
When you looked at it, your eyes widened as well.
<span class="mu-r">“No way…”</span>
<span class="mu-g">“Watch and learn.”</span> Hobie said, waving back at you without turning around.
(Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sat 03 Feb 2024 21:55:51 No. 5914230 Report And as he grabbed the mic and the music started, the mood became electric.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fPO76Jlnz6c (“Gangsta’s Paradise” by Coolio)
Felicia’s initial shock took a few moments to wear off before she properly got into the swing of things, but it didn’t take long for her to join the others in singing along.
It was just like what Hobie had said earlier. A classic is a classic for a reason.
But more than that, you found yourself surprised by his enthusiasm while singing. If you didn’t know any better, you would’ve thought that he was actually excited to be singing this.
During the entire four minutes that he was up there, you and Felicia were his biggest fans, hyping him up to the best of your ability as a reward for his having gotten up there to sing at all. For a moment there, you were afraid that he would absolutely refuse to participate at all, since he didn’t seem like the type. But, as it would appear, appearances can be deceiving.
—-----
As the night continued, various Desperados and “Desperado-adjacent” members got back up to sing a few more songs.
Ember, to your amazement, was willing to go back up there five more times.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XFkzRNyygfk (“Creep” by Radiohead)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Ejga4kJUts (“Zombie” by the Cranberries)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bpOSxM0rNPM (“Do I Wanna Know” by Arctic Monkeys)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vc6vs-l5dkc (“I Write Sins not Tragedies” by Panic at the Disco)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kXYiU_JCYtU (“Numb” by Linkin Park)
Cat got up three more times.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LFasFq4GJYM (“Royals” by Lorde)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iWOyfLBYtuU (“Dog Days Are Over” by Florence + The Machine)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RF0HhrwIwp0 (“Sex is on Fire” by Kings of Leon)
Araña got up two more times, with one of those being alongside a begrudging Benga.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ktvTqknDobU (“Radioactive” Imagine Dragons)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1V_xRb0x9aw (“Clint Eastwood” by Gorillaz)
And you got up there one last time to sing Chop Suey. Just for fun.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CSvFpBOe8eY (“Chop Suey” by System of a Down)
The lyrics were a bit tricky for you to sing, but that only gave the audience something to laugh at, so you didn't mind in the slightest.
More importantly, it gave you time to think of what you would say once the song was over. You didn't <span class="mu-i">exactly</span> have a concrete speech planned, but you had some highlights that you wanted to go over at some point during the party. And then there was the matter of your gift.
You felt much better about giving him a ring after serenading him an hour ago.
(Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sat 03 Feb 2024 21:58:35 No. 5914234 Report It was really starting to hit you then. After tonight, the Prowler would be leaving your team. Flint would be preparing to fly off into space. A new member would be joining your team, sharing your secrets, and watching your back during missions. It was the end of an era, and possibly the beginning of a new one. You couldn't know. All you could do was wish them luck, and hope for the best. What will you say during your speech?>Write-in only.
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>"I don't think I met anybody in this room under the best of circumstances, but now? I wouldn't have anybody else watching my back." >"Really, it means a lot to me that you all gave this thing of ours a chance. And just look at us now! Surrounded by friends! Rich or becoming rich! What more could you ask for!?" >"I know some of us are leaving, but, this ain't the end of anything. You hear me!? This is just the start of whatever the hell we got going on!" >"To the Desperados, new and old!"
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>>5914234 My head is full of fluff, but I can try my hand at some highlights/themes. I back any other write-ins that can be fused in somehow!
>”For a crew whose first conception was cooked up by a webhead whose bright idea going into a museum already being robbed by two separate thieves was to get everyone to work together, this outfit didn’t turn out bad! I’m shocked too.” >”We’ve made money, made friends, made some enemies we don’t really care about, and even did a good turn or three along the way so we can keep laughing at it all.” >”There’s no point to all that money and power if you never get to spend it though. On yourself, on others, on some food truck you never heard of before that makes killer gyros. Mhmm, gyros.” >”Point is, one of us is getting out having gotten what they want, and before they’re either too old or too hated to enjoy it. Prowler, the Desperados will miss you. But knowing when to walk away is the unwritten eleventh commandment of the Desperados. Because we didn’t think of it at the time, but still.” >”To Ember, it’s with mixed feelings that I welcome you to the team in his stead. With a heavy heart knowing you’ll be missing the mentorship of one of our founding members, but happy that you can meet one of our own that got what they were looking for. This is a place where we can work together, make some money, and get away with it. There’s no better club to join than that.” Anonymous
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Mon 05 Feb 2024 19:34:51 No. 5916885 Report Quoted By:
>>5914384 >>5916240 >”For a crew whose first conception was cooked up by a webhead whose bright idea going into a museum already being robbed by two separate thieves was to get everyone to work together, this outfit didn’t turn out bad! I’m shocked too.” >”We’ve made money, made friends, made some enemies we don’t really care about, and even did a good turn or three along the way so we can keep laughing at it all.” >”There’s no point to all that money and power if you never get to spend it though. On yourself, on others, on some food truck you never heard of before that makes killer gyros. Mhmm, gyros.” >”Point is, one of us is getting out having gotten what they want, and before they’re either too old or too hated to enjoy it. Prowler, the Desperados will miss you. But knowing when to walk away is the unwritten eleventh commandment of the Desperados. Because we didn’t think of it at the time, but still.” >”To Ember, it’s with mixed feelings that I welcome you to the team in his stead. With a heavy heart knowing you’ll be missing the mentorship of one of our founding members, but happy that you can meet one of our own that got what they were looking for. This is a place where we can work together, make some money, and get away with it. There’s no better club to join than that.” Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Mon 05 Feb 2024 20:55:19 No. 5917028 Report Quoted By:
Before Ember could get a chance to get back up on stage, you held a hand up to stop any and all attempts to steal your spotlight. <span class="mu-r">“If I could just have your attention for a minute. I don’t mean to interrupt the brilliant performance of Ember Quade, but I’ve got a little something to say.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“No yeah, that’s cool. I’ll just take a quick break.”</span> Ember said, her eyes wide and her skin glistening with sweat. <span class="mu-r">“Someone get this party animal some water. She looks like she’s about to pass out.”</span> Ember wiped her forehead and turned to approach the refreshment table, but Flint had already grabbed her a cold bottle of water by stretching his sandy hands across the room. Ember gratefully accepted it and emptied it in an instant. <span class="mu-r">“We’ve got ourselves a real firecracker here, folks. Now just imagine if she could devote all that energy to her job.”</span> you said. Ember’s face flushed a bit, much to Felicia’s amusement. <span class="mu-b">“Give a speech!”</span> Felicia shouted. Flint was right behind her, repeating the chant. You held your hands up in surrender and nodded. <span class="mu-r">“For a crew whose first conception was cooked up by a webhead whose bright idea of going into a museum already being robbed by two separate thieves was to get everyone to work together, this outfit didn’t turn out so bad! I’m shocked too.”</span> The Desperados chuckled, and Felicia elbowed Hobie affectionately. <span class="mu-r">“We’ve made money. We’ve made friends.”</span> you continued, gesturing at the thief girls. <span class="mu-r">“We made some enemies that we don’t really care about, and we even did a good turn or three along the way, so don’t let anyone ever tell you that we never did anything for anybody.”</span> Murmurs of agreement bounced between your teammates as they quietly reminisced about old jobs and adventures. <span class="mu-r">“But there’s no point to all that money and power if you never get to spend it. On yourself, on others, or on some food truck you never heard of before that makes killer gyros. Mhmm, gyros.”</span> The others raised their glasses to that, and- Hold up… You snagged the open beer bottle that Araña had stolen right out of her hand. She let out a frustrated sigh, and you made a gesture that let her know you were going to be keeping an eye on her. <span class="mu-r">“As I was saying…”</span> you said, pulling up your mask and taking a swig of the beer you’d just confiscated. <span class="mu-r">“The point is, one of us is getting out of the game after having gotten what they want, long before they’re too old or too notorious to enjoy their fortune in peace. Prowler, the Desperados will miss you. But knowing when to walk away is the unwritten eleventh commandment of the Desperados. Because we didn’t think about it at the time, but still.”</span> That earned you a laugh from everyone except Benga. She only chuckled a bit, which you still counted as a win. Then, you turned your attention onto your newest recruit. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Mon 05 Feb 2024 20:56:21 No. 5917031 Report <span class="mu-r">“To Ember, it’s with mixed feelings that I welcome you to the team in his stead. With a heavy heart, I apologize for the fact that you’ll be missing the mentorship of one of our founding members, but I’m glad that you were here to see one of our own retiring from this life at a young age, in good health and in good standing with our team. He got what he wanted, and he got out. I can’t tell you how rare of a thing that is in this business.”</span>
The Desperados nodded.
<span class="mu-r">“You see, this is a business where we can work together, make some money, and get away with it. There’s no better club to join than that.”</span> you said, raising your bottle to the air.
The Prowler gave you an approving smile, and Felicia was patting Ember on the back. The girl had stopped flinching every time Black Cat snuck up on her, but that might’ve been because she’d had a few drinks in her already.
What will you say/do?
>”Welcome to the Desperados. As long as you’re here, you’re family.” >”And just as a reminder, if you don’t pick out a codename soon, one will be chosen for you, and it might not be the most flattering.” >”Now, who wants to pick out a song that we can all drunkenly sing together?” >”Does anyone else want to take a crack at giving a speech? I feel like mine would be a hard act to follow up with, but I’m feeling generous tonight.” >"But that's enough from me. Let's get back to the party!" >Give Prowler his gift. >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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>>5917031 >”And just as a reminder, if you don’t pick out a codename soon, one will be chosen for you, and it might not be the most flattering.” >Give Prowler his gift. Anonymous
>>5917031 >>”Welcome to the Desperados. As long as you’re here, you’re family.” Anonymous
>>5917031 >>”Does anyone else want to take a crack at giving a speech? I feel like mine would be a hard act to follow up with, but I’m feeling generous tonight.” Anonymous
>>5917031 >>”Welcome to the Desperados. As long as you’re here, you’re family.” >”And just as a reminder, if you don’t pick out a codename soon, one will be chosen for you, and it might not be the most flattering.” Like Tronnie. Or Lighter. Or Holohard. Just the absolute worst names.
Hardlight, Hologram, or Mirage? >”Does anyone else want to take a crack at giving a speech? I feel like mine would be a hard act to follow up with, but I’m feeling generous tonight.” I’m willing to wait on the gift until the end to not make a big deal over it. The party is the more important thing.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Thu 08 Feb 2024 02:29:50 No. 5919740 Report >>5917032 >>5917347 >>5917448 >>”Welcome to the Desperados. As long as you’re here, you’re family.” >”And just as a reminder, if you don’t pick out a codename soon, one will be chosen for you, and it might not be the most flattering.” >”Does anyone else want to take a crack at giving a speech? I feel like mine would be a hard act to follow up with, but I’m feeling generous tonight.” Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Thu 08 Feb 2024 02:30:51 No. 5919743 Report Quoted By:
>>5918015 >>5919740 Also meant to include you
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Thu 08 Feb 2024 05:01:21 No. 5919896 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“Welcome to the Desperados. As long as you're here, you're family.”</span> Ember raised her now empty water bottle. Felicia reached up to tousle her hair, and Flint had one tree-trunk sized arm wrapped around her shoulder. Ember looked mildly annoyed, but she didn’t blow up at anyone. She was only weakly fending off their attempts at skinship between comrades, and they didn’t look like they were willing to stop anytime soon. <span class="mu-r">“And just as a reminder, if you don’t pick out a codename soon, one will be chosen for you, and it might not be the most flattering.”</span> you said. The devious grin on Cat’s face told you that she was thinking up some rather unflattering codenames at this very moment. <span class="mu-r">“Is there a deadline for that?”</span> Ember asked. <span class="mu-g">“You've got until we pull our first job. Just think about what you want to be called when you finally hit it big.”</span> Flint advised. <span class="mu-b">“Think of it like creating a character in one of those role-playing games that you like.”</span> Felicia added. Ember's expression grew thoughtful at that. <span class="mu-r">“You know, I always thought committing literal crimes would be more serious than this.”</span> <span class="mu-b">“We like to keep it casual. There's no rule against mixing business with pleasure.”</span> Cat said with a wink. Ember's cheeks colored a bit, and she backed away slightly. Instead of looking hurt, Cat merely seemed amused by the whole thing. <span class="mu-b">“Don't be shy, buttercup. I like to roleplay too.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“I…don't think we're talking about the same thing.”</span> Ember accurately judged. <span class="mu-b">“They can't be <span class="mu-i">that</span> different.”</span> Cat countered. <span class="mu-b">“And who knows? You might like it.”</span> <span class="mu-g">“Give the kid a break, Cat.”</span> Flint said, unable to stop himself from chuckling. <span class="mu-g">“We don't wanna scare her off on her first day.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“I'd expect nothing less from our most unsubtle ‘Master Thief’.”</span> you said, not at all ashamed of the fact that you were currently hogging the mic. Felicia raised both hands and shook her head. <span class="mu-b">“All I'm saying is, she's the only one here who isn't underage or going steady with someone. A girl can only find so many ways to entertain herself.”</span> If Flint was at all capable of blushing, he most certainly would have. Instead, he quickly glanced away and cleared his throat unnecessarily. Unless your best friend and sister were hiding things from you, they weren’t dating quite yet. And how your teammate found out about Flint’s crush on Vic was beyond you. <span class="mu-b">“Plus, it doesn't hurt that she's got a bit of junk in the trunk.”</span> Cat said, giving Ember’s backside a light tap. Ember yelped and reflexively swung an arm out at Felicia, but the white-haired woman easily stepped out of the way. Everyone else in the room, you included, tilted your heads to get a better look at your new recruit. Now that she mentioned it…
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Thu 08 Feb 2024 05:02:22 No. 5919900 Report Quoted By:
Ember's gaze darted around the room, and you suddenly found yourself examining a particularly interesting stain on the wall. <span class="mu-r">“Does anyone else want to take a crack at giving a speech? I feel like mine would be a hard act to follow up with, but I'm feeling generous tonight.”</span> <span class="mu-g">“Yeah. I've got something to say.”</span> Everyone turned to face Hobie. He had an unreadable expression on his face. Wordlessly, you invited him to take the microphone from you, and gave him a pat on the shoulder on your way back. For several seconds, Hobie said nothing. He simply stared out at everyone gathered here and nodded to himself before speaking. <span class="mu-g">“When we first started this little club…I thought it was a terrible idea.”</span> Everyone present in the audience chuckled, including Prowler himself. <span class="mu-g">“A bunch of thieves who don't know a damn thing about each other, teaming up and sleeping under the same roof. I was prepared to kill either one of you on the first night.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Love you too, buddy!”</span> you shouted. <span class="mu-g">“But,”</span> Hobie continued, ignoring your outburst. <span class="mu-g">“That was before you showed me something I didn’t think I’d see from you. ‘Honor and respect’. There is nothing more valuable than those two things in this line of work. In fact, it’s safe to assume that pretty much everyone is out to get you.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“He’s not exactly selling me on this ‘super-criminal’ thing.”</span> Ember whispered to you. <span class="mu-g">“So I can say with full confidence that the people I see before me here tonight aren’t irredeemable pieces of trash.”</span> Everyone went quiet after that. You all exchanged glances, shrugged, and started a weak round of applause. That was probably the best you were going to get from him. <span class="mu-g">“Hold on, hold on! I’m not done yet.”</span> he claimed. You gestured for him to continue. <span class="mu-g">“In less than a year, this team has done a lot of things. Some of it good, a lot of it bad. But all of it was pretty impressive. I don’t think I could’ve made nearly as much money if I was still rolling solo. So…to all the original Desperados out there…”</span> Everyone leaned closer, eager to hear what he had to say next. <span class="mu-g">“...I hope you all find what you’re looking for. Make your fortune, settle your debts, and get out before something happens to you. Because there are some jobs that you just don’t walk away from.”</span> For a while, no one said anything. The party went silent, and you could actually <span class="mu-i">feel</span> yourself sobering up after having that cruel dose of reality forced upon you. But you could hardly blame the man for wanting to impart that message, because none of what he said was untrue. As much as you liked to fool around, it was important to remember that this wasn’t a game. People like you and Cat were in it for the thrills, but that didn’t mean that the stakes were any lower. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Thu 08 Feb 2024 05:03:24 No. 5919902 Report If any of you messed up, someone would pay for it. Even if you did everything perfectly, there were times when you would just get plain unlucky. That was the nature of the job when you were living in the “Superhero Capital” of the world.
And while you always considered yourself a likable guy, there would be those whose goals are naturally opposed to yours.
Heroes. Vigilantes. Super-Villains. Anti-heroes. And even super-criminals such as yourself. Much like Prowler said, you’re basically fighting against the very city itself. And as much as he’d hate to admit it, he most likely said that for Ember’s benefit, as much as yours.
So, just like everyone else, you contributed to the slow, uncertain applause that Hobie’s speech had earned him. The mood was a bit somber for a while after that, but it quickly picked up again after Cat and Araña got back up to sing some karaoke.
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What will you do when the party winds down?
>Invite the Desperados to sing one last song together. (Write-in.) >Play some games with your friends. You’ve got a bunch now that you can afford to buy them all on release. >Have Ember play around with her powers for everyone’s amusement. She can do some pretty incredible things if she puts her mind to it. >Grab the guys for some drinks on the roof. >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
>>5919902 >Have Ember play around with her powers for everyone’s amusement. She can do some pretty incredible things if she puts her mind to it. Fuck retirement. I wanna use our powers irresponsibly, get bit in the ass for it and learn nothing, ever.
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>>5919902 >>Have Ember play around with her powers for everyone’s amusement. She can do some pretty incredible things if she puts her mind to it. Anonymous
>>5919902 >>Have Ember play around with her powers for everyone’s amusement. She can do some pretty incredible things if she puts her mind to it. She made a car before, ask her if she can make some awesome motorcycles for a joyride at some point, in that train of thought ask if she could make a spacecraft too if she reverse engineers the one we have
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>>5919902 >Have Ember play around with her powers for everyone’s amusement. She can do some pretty incredible things if she puts her mind to it. Re-enact scenes from “The Princess Bride”, only with lightsabers. That can be the warmup for something bigger like
>>5920159 . Maybe make a dragon for us to slay? Cat might have fun playing “Princess” for a bit, unless she can pressure Hobie to be the “damsel” who needs rescuing as he’s the one becoming an ordinary civilian.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Fri 09 Feb 2024 01:49:21 No. 5920950 Report Quoted By:
>>5919923 >>5919937 >>5920159 >>5920398 >Have Ember play around with her powers for everyone’s amusement. She can do some pretty incredible things if she puts her mind to it. You can make requests in the next vote! Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Fri 09 Feb 2024 03:23:44 No. 5921015 Report Quoted By:
After everyone got tired of karaoke, you and the other somehow managed to convince Ember to play around with her powers. There was, of course, the issue regarding her requiring electrical appliances to draw her pixels from, but you assured her that she was welcome to drive up your energy bill every now and again. You could definitely afford it, and if anyone came asking, you could always tell them that you were mining bitcoin or something. Lucky for you, Ember made sure to stock up on pixels before the party, so she only needed to top off a bit in order to work her magic. You mentally complimented her for having the forethought to prepare some pixels in case of emergency. Her presentation began with her creation of a school of colorful pixelated fish that swam through the air. Interestingly, they actually responded to outward stimuli as if they were really alive. When poked, prodded or swiped at, they would quickly swim away, only to drift back over a few minutes later. They really felt solid too. For her next trick, she made a flat gray platform with four miniature characters fighting one another in a free-for-all brawl. She spent a bit of time refining her fighters’ designs until she was satisfied, before making some much needed alterations to the map. She introduced stage hazards, progressive terrain changes, and even a few item drops for the characters to use. Naturally, there was a bit of betting involved, and the adults in the room started throwing money around as they picked favorites and cheered from where they sat. Things got even more intense when Ember created controllers for each character and explained how to play. But since this led to some people complaining to Ember about her designs for her character’s move-sets and the frame-data involved with such things, she quickly dispersed the pixels and reabsorbed them so that she could repurpose them for something else. That was honestly the best way to avoid any further arguments breaking out, so you could see how she came to that conclusion. Over the course of the next few minutes, though, Ember took a break to figure out what she would do next. In the meantime, you were more or less left to entertain yourselves with the virtual beach balls and screensaver icons that were currently bouncing around the room. Ember was currently experimenting with several minigames, up to and including: A racing game with a constantly shifting track that looped around the entire warehouse. An aerial combat game with miniature space-ships locked in a galactic battle. A shooting range with incredibly life-like monsters popping out and slithering around furniture with impressive speed. And a multi-purpose combat training course where the player could pick a weapon and battle a virtual opponent of their choice. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Fri 09 Feb 2024 03:25:05 No. 5921016 Report What will you do?
>Try out the various mini-games that she created. (Which ones?) >Have Ember try her hand at creating some gear that you can use in the field. >See if she can’t create some outfits for you and the other Desperados. You’re interested to see what she can come up with. >Suggest that she try and create something else. (Write-in.) >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
>>5921016 >>Try out the various mini-games that she created. (Which ones?) The shooting range and Combat training course sounds like fun.
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>>5921016 >Try out the various mini-games that she created. (Which ones?) >The shooting range and combat training course! You're a crack shot and a damn fine fighter, might as well flaunt it. Anonymous
>>5921016 >See if she can’t create some outfits for you and the other Desperados. You’re interested to see what she can come up with. Take a trip down memory lane. See if she can put her own spin on the suits White Rabbit gave us for our bank robbery. Cat can share the pictures later.
I’ll also support
>>5921119 and
>>5921257 . Dragon slaying can come another time.
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>>5914230 My headcanon is that after Chop Suey, Benny also sang
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CDl9ZMfj6aE With the whole leaning thing and making a small combust while on top of the sofa
>>5921016 >See if she can’t create some outfits for you and the other Desperados. You’re interested to see what she can come up with. >Try out the various mini-games that she created. (Which ones?) >The shooting range and combat training course! You're a crack shot and a damn fine fighter, might as well flaunt it. Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sun 11 Feb 2024 15:00:03 No. 5923351 Report Quoted By:
>>5921119 >>5921257 >>5921475 >>5922003 >Try out the various mini-games that she created. (Which ones?) >The shooting range and combat training course! You're a crack shot and a damn fine fighter, might as well flaunt it. >See if she can’t create some outfits for you and the other Desperados. You’re interested to see what she can come up with. Sorry for the delay! These past few days have been particularly busy for me. I should be able to get back on track by next week, hopefully.
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>>5922003 Man, I haven't heard these guys in forever
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sun 11 Feb 2024 17:05:04 No. 5923400 Report Quoted By:
Out of all the games she made, the shooting range and virtual training course stood out to you. Mostly because you considered yourself to be good at both, and you weren't above flaunting that fact to everyone present. And to your mild surprise, everyone else was willing to join you in the shooting mini-game. This required Ember to create a few more guns, but that didn't seem to bother her too much. The guns in question looked more like plastic blaster pistols that looked like they could be found at a Disneyland theme park. They were blue, green and white, with oversized orange barrels and lots of useless tubes and wires that only served to make the gun look needlessly bulky. Despite all that, however, they were a bit heavier than you would’ve expected. And if Ember made them to be real, then they were probably real. You would just have to be careful not to point them at one another. The risk of friendly fire was further increased by the fact that everyone was dual-wielding blasters. Everyone other than Flint, that is. He was wielding four blasters after having grown two extra arms out of his torso. <span class="mu-r">“Everyone ready?”</span> Ember asked. When she didn’t hear any refusals, she started a countdown clock that completely encircled your group, leading you to realize that the monsters would be coming from every angle. Your fears were confirmed as soon as the timer hit zero. Multi-colored, generic demons with horns and bony protrusions spawned into existence before your very eyes in a flash of fire. Each one was a single, solid color. They wore no clothes, their eyes were small and beady, and they had ridiculously sharp fangs and claws. These were very obviously the monsters that required immediate extermination. At first, you were a bit worried that Ember was going to add some innocent civilians into the mix, but you saw no evidence of such a mechanic being included into this shooting range. So with that concern out of the way, you were free to let loose and unload. And in the blink of an eye, the entire first wave of demons were eliminated by you and your crew. You were always a crack-shot, and your spider powers only served to enhance that trait. Your bullets simply went where you wanted them to go. Simple as. So for every flashy maneuver and flourish, you were rewarded with a pixelated explosion that looked to be ripped straight out of a Megaman game. Araña complained about the effect being too obstructive, so Ember added a quick bug fix to the next wave of demons. Unsurprisingly, the thief girls had pretty good aim for kids their age. You wondered if they picked up the skill during their time in Gloria’s employ, or if they were taught by this “Low School” that they'd mentioned. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sun 11 Feb 2024 17:06:43 No. 5923403 Report Quoted By:
Whatever the case, it was hard to believe that they'd gone through so much before even becoming legal adults. If their story was to be believed, then they had already been initiated into and retired from the Thieves Guild. Or at least a particular branch of the infamous organization. And just a few days ago, one of the founding members of the Desperados stole from said infamous organization. Currently, she and Prowler were displaying their near impeccable aim. It was impressive, although you weren’t used to seeing Hobie fighting out of costume. While their teamwork wasn’t on the same level as Araña and Benga, their time working together in the Desperados had given them some measure of understanding of the capabilities, habits and thought processes of the other. There was an unspoken bond between them that they just couldn’t form with Flint due to his overall unpredictability as a fighter. Speaking of the big lug, he was currently dishing out a truly impressive amount of firepower by simultaneously firing off all of his guns in multiple directions. And judging by the wide grin on his face, he was having the time of his life. You might have to ask Ember to do stuff like this more often. Flint could use a little more joy in his life. But if he was looking to beat your score, he had another thing coming. He had the worst aim out of all of you, after all. —-- You became a blur of motion, hopping above and between your teammates and swiping their kills before they could even turn to shoot them. Your movements were as precise as your shots, using your intuitive sense for distance and spacing to take full advantage of your living room's terrain. With each rapid pull of the trigger, another demon died, one after the other. You were firing as fast as your weapons would allow, having nailed down the timing between shots to achieve the most optimal rhythm. And at the end of the sixth wave, which would've seen your comrades overwhelmed by a massive demon horde if not for your efforts, the final scores weren't even close. You had, without a doubt, blown everyone the fuck out of the water in those last few rounds. A burst of virtual confetti popped out from either side of you, celebrating your victory with a round of simulated applause. <span class="mu-r">“I know. I'm pretty awesome.”</span> you said, spinning your guns in both hands and blowing imaginary smoke out of both barrels. This of course led to a lot of booing from your fellow Desperados. But the newer members of the team were temporarily frozen from shock. It was likely that none of them had ever seen you move like that before. Your true speed was a sight to behold, for sure. <span class="mu-r">“Thanks, Ember. That was pretty fun. Can we do the combat training course now?”</span> you asked. Ember blinked several times before nodding. <span class="mu-r">“Huh? Oh! Yeah, sure.”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sun 11 Feb 2024 17:07:45 No. 5923405 Report <span class="mu-r">“Count us out. We want to try that racing game you made.”</span> Araña said, pointing back at the unfinished course. Benga nodded along in agreement.
<span class="mu-r">“Got it. Let me just get these guys set up first.”</span>
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According to Ember, the combat training course required a bit more finesse. The pixels involved were denser, and the “coding” she used for them had to be more responsive to account for weak spots, counter attacks, and any otherwise intelligent reaction.
There were multiple difficulties as well. And each difficulty would decide which enemies you fought, and how many you would fight at once.
Which difficulty will you choose?
>Normal: Fight one decently strong humanoid enemy of average intelligence. >Hard: Fight three skilled humanoid enemies all at once. >Master: Fight five master martial artists of varying intelligence. (Humanoid body types not guaranteed.) >Impossible: ??? Pastebins:
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>>5923405 >>Master: Fight five master martial artists of varying intelligence. (Humanoid body types not guaranteed.) Anonymous
>>5923405 >>Master: Fight five master martial artists of varying intelligence. (Humanoid body types not guaranteed.) We WERE on the cusp of something in our training. Maybe this might yield a revelation.
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>>5923405 >Master: Fight five master martial artists of varying intelligence. (Humanoid body types not guaranteed.) What
>>5923515 said. We had our fun, let’s see if she’s good enough to actually teach us something through this.
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>inb4 her "master martial artists" are all assorted videogame characters Oh god please don't let it be Kiryu I don't wanna get Tiger Dropped.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Mon 12 Feb 2024 14:34:23 No. 5924107 Report >>5923422 >>5923515 >>5923587 >Master: Fight five master martial artists of varying intelligence. (Humanoid body types not guaranteed.) Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Mon 12 Feb 2024 17:38:48 No. 5924236 Report Quoted By:
In the menu that Ember’s training course offered, you selected the second hardest difficulty. And she must have received notification of some sort when you did, because she immediately turned to stare at you as the course processed your request. She paused, took a moment to examine your living room, and then bit her lip. <span class="mu-r">“Hmm. We should take this somewhere else. Somewhere less destructible.”</span> she said, a thoughtful expression on her face. <span class="mu-r">“Who else is doing the training course?”</span> <span class="mu-g">“Sure. I'll give it a shot.”</span> Flint said, raising his hand. Ember nodded and glanced over to Cat and Prowler. <span class="mu-g">“We're good. We'll watch from the sidelines.”</span> Prowler said. Felicia didn't argue, so they must’ve decided together. <span class="mu-r">“Alright, then. Does anyone know a place nearby with enough open space where we can do this?”</span> Ember asked. <span class="mu-r">“There's a good spot a few minutes away from here that I know about.”</span> you offered. <span class="mu-r">“I can swing us over there if you want.”</span> Ember looked tempted to take the offer, but she shook her head after a minute of consideration. <span class="mu-r">“Nah, I'll be alright.”</span> And in a flash of light, a layer of tiny pixels formed over her clothes, creating a tan and gold suit of form-fitting, ornate armor. And from her, a pair of golden, glowing wings sprouted and flexed. With a single flap, she easily raised herself into the air. Cat let out an appreciative whistle. <span class="mu-r">“Lead the way.”</span> —----- It took another minute for Ember to finish the racing course for the thief girls, but after that, you and the rest of the Desperados set off to find a good place for your sparring session. Not wanting to be carried by you, Prowler opted to take the Wall Crawler out to keep pace with you. Cat was hanging off the side, letting the wind flow through her long white hair and laughing all the while. Chef Ameyama was more than a little surprised to see the giant wheel coming out around the corner and speeding down the street. Several minutes later, you came to a clearing of concrete where there wasn't a whole lot of foot traffic. And even if someone did see you, who would dare to interfere or even get close? Despite this, however, Prowler had brought along one of his spare masks to slip over his head. Being identified on the night of his retirement probably wasn't very high on his list of priorities. <span class="mu-r">“Are you ready?”</span> Ember shouted, using her pixels to create a wide, circular ring of light around you, as well as an assortment of floating orbs surrounding you from all sides. You guessed that your opponents would be spawning from those locations, but since you didn’t know who you’d be fighting, you weren't really able to plan accordingly. <span class="mu-r">“Ready as I'll ever be.”</span> you replied. <span class="mu-r">“Alright. I'll start spawning in your opponents. You're not allowed to attack until the ring turns green. Got it?”</span> she explained. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Mon 12 Feb 2024 17:43:00 No. 5924239 Report <span class="mu-r">“‘Green means go’. Got it.”</span> you said, throwing a few shadow punches to warm up your muscles. A few seconds later, your first opponent started spawning in. And he was immediately familiar to anyone who was remotely experienced with fighting game titles. The muscular, scarred form of Kazuya Mishima materialized before your very eyes, his single red eye blazing with hatred as it bored straight through you. <span class="mu-r">“Alright, that's a little intimidating, but I think I've got a decent chance of taking him out.”</span> you muttered. You were right to assume that she would use pre-existing game characters, then. A bit of meta-knowledge might do you good in this little bout. The next character to spawn in was a little more terrifying, however. The familiar, stoic face of Ryu from Street Fighter crystallized from Ember’s glowing particles. She took her time detailing every inch of his model, from his chiseled physique to his tattered gi. You had no idea how well his powers and abilities would translate to this fight, but you hoped that they were at least a little less capable of harnessing supernatural energies. Unfortunately, things only got worse when Giovanna from Guilty Gear and Yoshimitsu from Tekken spawned in behind you. <span class="mu-r">“Seriously? <span class="mu-s">TWO</span> Tekken characters?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Hey, Yoshimitsu's in SoulCal too.”</span> Ember easily replied, not even bothering to open her eyes so as to not break her concentration. This was starting to get hairy. Quite literally in Giovanna’s case. The translucent, green spirit wolf that floated over her shoulder snarled angrily at you, exposing its sharp fangs in a flash of white. You didn't know enough about her character or her moves to make accurate judgements about what she would do in a fight like this. And the range increase that Yoshimitsu's sword would give him could prove to be even more troublesome. He was also the only one here with a weapon. You would need to be extra careful And as the last opponent spawned in, you held your breath and prayed for a slightly weaker fighter. But when the last fighter turned out to be an angry, cartoonish brown calf with a lasso in her mouth, you couldn't help but stare in bewilderment. <span class="mu-r">“Wait a minute. Which game is this?”</span> The warning <span class="mu-i">did</span> say that humanoid fighters aren't guaranteed, but this was a little… <span class="mu-g">“Kick some ass out there, Benny!”</span> Flint called out. <span class="mu-b">“Try not to lose to the baby cow!”</span> Felicia added. You were about to come up with a biting retort, but right at that very moment, the ring turned green, and everyone exploded into motion. Ryu shot out a projectile, Kazuya inched towards you slowly, Yoshimitsu circled around to flank you from the left, and the wolf girl and cartoon cow ran straight for you. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Mon 12 Feb 2024 17:44:08 No. 5924241 Report What will you do at the start of the round?
>Head straight for the calf, bait her into lassoing you, and then bait Yoshimitsu into cutting it for you. >Use your webs to drag Kazuya into the path of Ryu’s projectile. Maybe it was possible to get the CPU to start fighting one another. >Meet the wolf and calf head-on with a flurry of flame-fueled punches. You’re faster than they are, and you can use their aggressive tactics against them. >Shape your webs into a sword-breaker and use it to snatch Yoshimitsu’s weapon away from him. >Pull out your pistols and start firing at the two rushing towards you. Zoning was a proper tactic in fighting games, after all. >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5924241 >Pull out your pistols and start firing at the two rushing towards you. Zoning was a proper tactic in fighting games, after all. Also:
>Web the cow's mouth, don't let it use it's lasso... however it would otherwise use it. Hooves maybe? How do they work? >>5924239 >TFH I kek'd
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>>5924241 >>Meet the wolf and calf head-on with a flurry of flame-fueled punches. You’re faster than they are, and you can use their aggressive tactics against them. Anonymous
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>>5924241 >Meet the wolf and calf head-on with a flurry of flame-fueled punches. You’re faster than they are, and you can use their aggressive tactics against them. >Use your webs on the ground to start zoning your attackers. Fighting game characters aren’t built for CC, but you are. I’ll also back the write-in from
>>5924250 , it’s easy to mix in with the punches targeting the wolf and pony.
We can’t only zone a few fighters and there’s too many to keep our pistols on them. We can make their footwork more difficult with our webs though. Ground webs can’t be beaten with just one or two slashes, and they’re effectively fireproof.
Hopefully most of these characters have weaker air game than ground game. I’m sure ours is fairly strong.
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>>5924241 >Pull out your pistols and start firing at the two rushing towards you. Zoning was a proper tactic in fighting games, after all. I wanna wait until we have almost everybody else cleared before we deal with Kazuya. If Ember knows her shit, she probably programmed him with 1 or 2 transformations.
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>>5924241 >>Pull out your pistols and start firing at the two rushing towards you. Zoning was a proper tactic in fighting games, after all. Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
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>>5924513 >>5924776 >>5924250 >Pull out your pistols and start firing at the two rushing towards you. Zoning was a proper tactic in fighting games, after all. >Web the cow's mouth, don't let it use it's lasso... however it would otherwise use it. Hooves maybe? How do they work? Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Wed 14 Feb 2024 00:02:51 No. 5925374 Report Without hesitation, you whipped out the pistols that you snagged from the Chameleon and started firing at the two that were rushing straight towards you.
The horse was sent flying by the barrage, seemingly taking the most damage of the two, while Giovanna used her spirit wolf to block the shots meant for her.
Before your opponent could reach you, though, you sent a precise web shot at the horse's mouth, gluing it shut so as to prevent it from using its lasso or biting you. You really had no idea what it intended to do to you after closing the distance, but you didn’t care to find out.
And there was certainly a joke to be made about horses and glue, but your thoughts were interrupted by the heavy kick that the wolf lady had aimed at your head. It was packing enough power behind it that the forearm you'd used to block the attack was <span class="mu-i">throbbing</span>. She was far stronger than she looked.
With your free hand, you fired a couple of quick shots at her torso, sending her flying backwards in an overly dramatic fashion.
Immediately afterwards, you flipped around in mid-air and fired a bullet straight at the center of Ryu's projectile. Both bullet and spirit ball exploded when they made contact with one another, canceling each other out. Ryu responded by immediately firing another one, and you groaned in irritation.
Kazuya inched forward yet again, but he was still a ways off from Yoshimitsu or the other rushdown characters.
Speaking of the demonic swordsman…
A blur of flashing steel came whirling towards you, and you had to roll underneath it to avoid being beheaded or sliced in half.
Yoshimitsu was currently spinning past you with his sword held out. If you had been prepared for it, you might have been able to launch a counter-attack. But it was too late. He was already recovering, and Giovanna was already on you again a moment later, her wolf's jaws opened wide as if to swallow you whole.
What will you do?
>Shoot a fireball down the wolf's throat. >Steal the horse's lasso and use it to tie up Giovanna and her wolf. >Grab the horse with a webline and drag her into the way of the wolf's mouth. >Stuff the wolf's mouth full of spiked webbing. >Create a spiked fist made of flaming webbing and smack them both aside with a wide swing. Pastebins:
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>>5925374 >Grab the horse with a webline and drag her into the way of the wolf's mouth. >See if you can't bind Yoshimitsu with your webbing and start pummeling him Anonymous
>>5925374 >Grab the horse with a webline and drag her into the way of the wolf's mouth. >… or reverse-Scorpion the horse and drag yourself over to her for a charged flame-fist. Go with the flow! Hey, if it turns out she weighs more than we think then use her to get out of the way instead. Win-win no matter what.
I’m okay with switching to Yoshimitsu per
>>5925377 if tactic “hoof in mouth” works.
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>>5925374 >>Shoot a fireball down the wolf's throat. Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Thu 15 Feb 2024 23:35:55 No. 5927066 Report >>5925377 >>5925500 >Grab the horse with a webline and drag her into the way of the wolf's mouth. >See if you can't bind Yoshimitsu with your webbing and start pummeling him Roll 1d100, bo3!
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Rolled 50 (1d100) >>5927066 ATTA!
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Rolled 40 (1d100) >>5927066 C'mon, go maximum spider
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Fri 16 Feb 2024 01:57:57 No. 5927156 Report Quoted By:
>>5927069 >>5927105 >>5927117 >50 Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Fri 16 Feb 2024 03:21:56 No. 5927210 Report Quoted By:
Immediately, you leaned away from the wolf and the side, snagging the cartoon horse with a webline and yanking her towards you. She made a hilariously startled expression when you did so, and you just managed to pull her relatively light frame in the way of the wolf's snapping jaws. The cow yelped in pain, but there was no blood, or any other clear sign of injury. Her character model was still more or less as pristine as when she'd been generated. Not wanting to linger here any longer than was necessary, you bounded away and flipped towards Yoshimitsu, catching him off guard. He prepared to slash at you, but you were careful to maintain a safe distance from him as you began weaving a web cocoon around him. To your surprise, however, Yoshimitsu did something that you truly didn't expect. With his cursed sword, he actually managed to <span class="mu-i">cut</span> your webbing as you wove it. Despite the fact that he was an energy construct created by Ember. Despite the fact that he shouldn't be anywhere near as powerful as he was in the actual games. Despite the fact that your new diet should be making your webs stronger than ever, Yoshimitsu was cutting your webs almost as fast as you could shoot them out. All while making bizarre, resonating battle-cries. At some point, you gave up on the web cocoon and just aimed for his feet to root him in place. This seemed to work, to some degree. His mobility was severely reduced, but that didn't eliminate the threat of that accursed blade. Sure, you managed to get a few good hits in, but it wasn't long before Giovanna and the horse were back on you. Between the aggressive maneuvers of the rushdown characters, Yoshimitsu's unpredictable fighting style, and Ryu's consistent projection of fireballs, you were feeling the pressure building up. In the process of avoiding Yoshimitsu’s blade, you earned yourself a swift kick to the abdomen. You leaned away to avoid any further damage, only to feel a sharp pain in your side when the cartoon horse rammed her horns into your ribs. Instead of resisting, you relaxed your body and let the momentum carry you away from your opponents. And just time too. Because the sweeping heel kick that Giovanna sent your way felt like it could've taken your head off if it hit you directly. Kazuya inched a bit closer, and- Wait, when did he get that close? Either this ring's been shrinking, or you've been jumping around so much that you accidentally maneuvered yourself into Kazuya's path. Aside from that cheeky maneuver with the horse and the wolf earlier, you haven't really felt like you've done any substantial damage to your opponents. Then again, you suspect that most normal folks wouldn't be nearly as durable as these guys. If you wanted a chance at winning this, you were going to have to start making plays. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Fri 16 Feb 2024 03:22:57 No. 5927214 Report What will you do?
>Avoid Kazuya and jump in on Ryu. He's not the only one who can shoot fireballs! >Engage Kazuya and use your adhesive abilities to lock down his movements and burn him at close range. >Blind Kazuya with your webs and clobber him with a web mallet. >Jump back towards the other three and lean into the hellish training you've been doing with Callisto. >Call out Ember for not giving these guys health bars or damage states that reflect their condition. >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5927214 >Jump back towards the other three and lean into the hellish training you've been doing with Callisto. Anonymous
>>5927214 >>Engage Kazuya and use your adhesive abilities to lock down his movements and burn him at close range. Anonymous
>>5927214 >>Engage Kazuya and use your adhesive abilities to lock down his movements and burn him at close range. Anonymous
>>5927214 >Jump back towards the other three and lean into the hellish training you've been doing with Callisto. Be the crowd control.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Fri 16 Feb 2024 21:03:44 No. 5927894 Report >>5927302 >>5927633 >>5927309 >>5927447 Would you guys like to flip a coin to decide the result of this vote, wait for another vote, or change a vote?
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>>5927894 I'll help
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Fri 16 Feb 2024 21:12:00 No. 5927898 Report >>5927302 >>5927633 >>5927896 >Jump back towards the other three and lean into the hellish training you've been doing with Callisto. Roll 1d100, bo3!
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Rolled 69 (1d100) >>5927898 Rollin’
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Rolled 97 (1d100) >>5927898 Anonymous
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Fri 16 Feb 2024 22:08:39 No. 5927938 Report Quoted By:
>>5927901 >>5927918 >>5927935 >97+10! Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Fri 16 Feb 2024 23:47:16 No. 5928013 Report Quoted By:
>97 Instead of facing down the single most terrifying enemy on the field, you sprang backwards, bounding back into the cluster of game characters that you were originally running from. The sudden decision seemed to catch all of them off guard, because they hesitated to attack you when you landed between all of them. And that was when you struck. Your assault was multi-pronged and entirely improvised. There wasn’t much skill or finesse behind it. You just kept hitting them. A rapid series of blows to Giovanna’s face and stomach. An elbow to Yoshimitsu’s nose and a backhanded chop to his throat. A flurry of kicks and stomps aimed at the squat cartoon cow. You could barely call it a cohesive combination. All you were doing was juggling your attention between your opponents, not giving them any room to breathe by taking advantage of your superior speed and reflexes. And there was absolutely nothing wrong with that. Because Callisto wasn’t teaching you anything fancy. There were no complex forms or secret combat techniques in her lessons. Only overwhelming offense. She taught you how to deal with it, and how to dish it out. You might never be as good as the disciplined, infinitely more skilled martial artists that you kept running into. Your teacher was well aware of that fact. Even so, she didn’t seem at all concerned with the idea of raising a prodigy. Because in her words: <span class="mu-g">“Nothing else mattered so long as you were the one still standing in the end.”</span> And in your opinion, no wiser words had ever been spoken.>97+10 >107! >M-M-M-M-MAXIMUM SPIDER! Giovanna aimed a swift kick at your head. You reacted by pushing his leg up higher with the back of your hand, and pushing it over in the same motion. With the other hand, you delivered a straight punch to her sternum, webbed her suspenders, and pulled her into yet another barrage of rapid punches. Yoshimitsu attempted to smash butt of his sword into the side of your face, but you quickly caught it, swept his leg and used your own to perform a devastating heel drop to his face, sending him crashing down to the floor in a crumpled heap. The cartoon cow moved to bite your extended leg, but you were already moving your other leg to hook under her stomach and launch her into the air as if she were a living soccer ball. Then, while she was still flailing in the air, you caught her in a web net, and began using her as an improvised weapon, beating the other two over the head by swinging her around like a flail. And unfortunately for her, you doubted your web would break under the pressure of your swings anytime soon. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Fri 16 Feb 2024 23:49:22 No. 5928016 Report Quoted By:
You focused the majority of your attacks on the prone Yoshimitsu, preventing him from getting back up and using his sword. You tuned out the cow’s pained grunts and muffled screams to the best of your ability, relentlessly pummeling the cyborg samurai with her as if you were an overly aggressive kid in a pillow fight. Thankfully, your weapon was a light construct, so she had no bones to break or any blood to bleed. So when she’d expended her usefulness, her body flashed brightly, before fizzling out of existence. Yoshimitsu groaned miserably as you stood over him. <span class="mu-r">“You’ve heard of someone beating a dead horse, but what about someone using a dead horse to beat <span class="mu-i">you</span>?”</span> you said, your breaths coming out a bit ragged. <span class="mu-b">“I thought it was a cow!”</span> Cat shouted from her place outside the ring. <span class="mu-r">“Eh. Same difference.”</span> you replied. You would’ve said more, but your attention was soon diverted by your spider-sense warning you of Giovanna’s incoming attack. When you turned to face her, you immediately noticed that something was different. Her hair was glowing a brighter shade of red, her skin was now of a similar hue to that of her spirit wolf, and the symbol that had once been on its forehead was now on hers. The possessed woman glared at you through blank eyes, her movements looking sharper and deadlier somehow. But when she threw her first kick, you reacted in a way she didn’t expect. You rushed in, getting right up in her face and grabbed her outstretched leg. Your sticky fingers made it next to impossible for her to pull away, and her fighting style didn’t seem to include many punches, so you were confident that you’d caught her on the backfoot, quite literally. Without thinking, you threw her leg back down to the ground, webbing it in place and forcing her to crouch down in an uncomfortable position to account for the overstretched limb. And as soon as she did, you aimed a rising knee straight at her nose. Her head shot back, but she stayed firmly rooted in place. You stomped down on her exposed knee, and used your other leg to launch a flaming kick directly at her forehead. But what really did her in was the fireball that Ryu had launched. It had been intended for you, but you were generous enough to let Giovanna eat the hit for you. Her model derezzed a moment later, leaving a glob of webbing where her foot had been. Behind you, Yoshimitsu loudly hopped to his feet. Between the clattering of his armor and his constant screaming, he wasn't very likely to sneak up on anyone. He lunged, and you just barely managed to sidestep his sword-strike in time to web his hands to his legs before he could recover. Immediately afterwards, you leapt onto him, continuing your beatdown from earlier. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Fri 16 Feb 2024 23:52:09 No. 5928022 Report You punched, backhanded, elbowed and chopped mercilessly, turning your each and every movement into a lethal weapon. If you had time to waste on winding a fist back to strike him, then you could at least hit him along the way. You were strong enough where even slight movements like that were considered dangerous.
It was then that Callisto’s lessons were finally starting to click into place. She wasn’t trying to turn you into a martial arts master. She was trying to teach you how to use what you already had in spades.
You were the goddamned <span class="mu-s">Huntsman</span>. Everything <span class="mu-i">about</span> you was lethal if you wanted it to be. Your enhanced strength, speed and durability made you into a living weapon. All you needed was someone to show you how to use your gifts.
By the time Yoshimitsu had been able to get anywhere close to cutting himself free, he was already fading out in a burst of pixels as you <span class="mu-i">literally</span> punched him to pieces.
You were being too nice before. Sometimes, in order to win, brutality was required. Brutality, and a bit of desperation. You needed to fight like your life depended on it. Like a cornered rat, or some other feral animal.
The sound of nearby cheering was somewhat drowned out by your heart hammering in your ears and the sound of your own breath filling up your mask. You tried to focus on that as you locked eyes with your last two remaining opponents. Ryu was still shooting slow-moving projectiles, but your spider sense made it easy enough to anticipate where they’d be. Plus, you were pretty sure that you had a good idea of their max range.
Both Ryu and Kazuya had taken combat-ready stances, and were trying to anticipate your next move.
What will you do?
>Close in on Ryu, try to bait out a flashy move from him, and then punish him when he whiffs. >Subject Kazuya to your overwhelming offense. He can’t punish you if he can’t keep up with you. >Trap Kazuya in an infinite grab-chain. You’d like to see him tech your throws when your hands are literally stuck to his body. >Pull out your pistols and unload on Ryu. Your projectiles are better than his, and you can fire them a lot faster. >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5928022 >Flip into the air over Kazuya and shoot dual weblines Ryu, yanking them as hard as you can for a center mass divekick Anonymous
>>5928022 >Subject Kazuya to your overwhelming offense. He can’t punish you if he can’t keep up with you. Supposedly Kazuya is one of the hardest characters in Tekken to counter. I’m curious if newly-emboldened Huntsman is simply better than even that.
I’ll back
>>5928042 in the event of a tie. That still sounds cool.
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>>5928071 >Supposedly Kazuya is one of the hardest characters in Tekken to counter. If you're playing by the rules of Tekken, yes.
If you're an ungodly strong flaming acrobat with guns and nigh-unbreakable webs however...
This is assuming we're just dealing with plain old Kazuya though. Otherwise... Anonymous
>>5928022 >>Subject Kazuya to your overwhelming offense. He can’t punish you if he can’t keep up with you. Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sat 17 Feb 2024 21:48:40 No. 5928732 Report >>5928071 >>5928501 >Subject Kazuya to your overwhelming offense. He can’t punish you if he can’t keep up with you. Roll 1d100, bo3!
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Rolled 29 (1d100) >>5928732 Anonymous
Rolled 69 (1d100) >>5928732 Anonymous
Rolled 18 (1d100) >>5928732 Eat these ten (thousand) strings you goddamn Vegeta look-a-like.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sun 18 Feb 2024 00:06:18 No. 5928841 Report Quoted By:
>>5928751 >>5928767 >>5928782 >69 Nice. Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sun 18 Feb 2024 00:51:14 No. 5928865 Report >69 Not wanting to give up any of your momentum, you ran straight for Kazuya and threw a quick combination of punches and kicks. Your limbs blurred as you subjected the mighty Kazuya Mishima to your newly developed “overwhelming offense”. Despite your relentless attacks, however, Kazuya was content to fight defensively. He was likely searching for an opening, but you didn't intend to give him- Somehow, Kazuya's right fist managed to connect with your chin, slipping through your guard and landing a clean uppercut that knocked you off your feet. Your vision swam for a second, and your normally perfect sense of balance was thrown out of whack as Kazuya advanced to air juggle you with even more uppercuts and haymakers. For several seconds, you defied gravity and spun through the air, propelled only by the punches of Kazuya. Somehow, his hits felt like they were equally distributing damage throughout your entire body. Like a painful shock that started at your legs, and set your entire nervous system on fire from the barest bit of contact. When your back finally made contact with the ground, you rolled over and tried to spin away, but Kazuya quickly followed up with a kick that knocked your arm out from under you, followed by a chop aimed at your head. You luckily avoided that one, and the follow-up axe-kick only missed you by a hair. You rolled away, flipping onto your hands and pushing off the ground in order to create a bit of distance. To your great relief, Ryu hadn't thrown a single fireball during that entire exchange. Instead, he was content to sit back and view the fight with his arms folded over his broad chest, and a stoic expression on his face. Taking out Kazuya would be tricky. Especially if he was going to punish you as hard as he did just now, only for making a simple mistake. Only, it wasn’t a simple mistake. During your assault, you’d let your guard down. Your hands weren’t in a position to protect your head, since they were constantly moving to attack Kazuya. Your spider sense had warned you of his attack, but you weren’t in a good position to defend yourself at the time. And therein lies the crucial flaw of your developing fighting style. Your offense <span class="mu-i">was</span> your defense, but it wasn’t impenetrable. The moment someone found a gap, they could exploit it and throw off the entire rhythm you’d worked so hard to build up. You needed to account for this somehow. What will you do?>Create a suit of semi-solid web armor. It should absorb some of the impact from your opponent's blows. >Wreathe your body in flame. If he can’t touch you, then he can’t hit you. >Rely on your body’s natural durability to tank hits. The next time Kazuya swings at you, you’re going to plant your feet, protect your extremities, and brace for impact. >Blindfold yourself. You need to learn to trust your senses more than your eyes and ears. >Write-in.
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>>5928865 >>Rely on your body’s natural durability to tank hits. The next time Kazuya swings at you, you’re going to plant your feet, protect your extremities, and brace for impact. Little did Kazuya know, WE'RE BUILT DIFFERENT.
Anonymous
>>5928865 >Blindfold yourself. You need to learn to trust your senses more than your eyes and ears. You are a spider person, be a spider person.
Anonymous
>>5928865 >>Blindfold yourself. You need to learn to trust your senses more than your eyes and ears. Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sun 18 Feb 2024 16:54:30 No. 5929449 Report >>5928912 >>5929055 >Blindfold yourself. You need to learn to trust your senses more than your eyes and ears. Roll 1d100, bo3!
I'll update again as soon as I'm available.
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Rolled 14 (1d100) >>5929449 they don't see me rolling
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Rolled 3 (1d100) >>5929449 Watch out
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Rolled 97 (1d100) >>5929449 Dex build it is
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>>5929540 Clearly our early training with Matt taught us some things we had yet to really try.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Mon 19 Feb 2024 22:16:29 No. 5930450 Report Quoted By:
>>5929478 >>5929518 >>5929540 >97 Nice save! Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Mon 19 Feb 2024 23:30:07 No. 5930514 Report Quoted By:
>97 Your mind raced to find a solution to this problem, and out of all the ideas that passed through it, you settled on the most outlandish one. Your mutation may have improved your natural senses, but they were nothing compared to the sixth sense you’ve developed. It was hard to explain. It alerted you to danger, and anything else that you perceived as a threat. And if you were being honest, it's probably the only reason you were still alive. But it was much more than that. It wasn’t just danger you felt, it was…well, everything. The shifting of wind current, the wingbeats of insects that flew past you, the rumbling of cars in the distance and trains that ran deep underground. It was faint, and you’d long since learned to categorize it all as background noise, but it was always there, threatening to overwhelm you if you ever tried paying too much attention to it. You had no idea how people like Callisto, Matt or even Joyce dealt with it. But whatever cost they had to pay must have been worth it, because they were some of the best fighters you’ve ever seen. And while they had years of experience and training on you, they weren’t nearly as fast and strong as you were. All you needed was a way to close the gap. And your sixth sense might just be the key to that. <span class="mu-r">“This is probably a <span class="mu-s">really</span> bad idea…”</span> you muttered, easily weaving a band of silk with your web-shaping power. The way that Madame Webb described it, your spider-sense was something like a psychic threat detection system. A low-level clairvoyant ability that sets off a tingling sensation in the back of your skull. Sometimes it was a weak, barely noticeable thing. Other times, it rang so loud in your head that it caused you <span class="mu-i">physical</span> pain. It was omnidirectional and ever-present. So far as you knew, there was no way to shut it off, and you never had to strain to use it. It’s protected you from everything from gunfire to collapsing buildings. It even warns you when someone’s about to catch you with your mask off. You couldn’t have asked for a more useful survival tool. And while you might not fully understand it, you trust it more than you ever have with anyone or anything else in your entire life. So you didn’t think it was entirely out of the question to entrust your safety to it; to let it compensate for the sense that you used more often than anything. Slowly, you placed the blindfold you’d created over your eyes and tied it off at the back. You could hear the exasperated exclamations from everyone in the audience as you did so, but you didn’t pay them any mind. All that mattered was what was right in front of you. No… What was slightly to the left of you. Kazuya was moving. You could feel it. But not through your spider sense, even though he was radiating a faint impression of danger. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Mon 19 Feb 2024 23:32:47 No. 5930519 Report Quoted By:
No. It was sort of similar to the way you could detect oncoming cars and passing trains through the vibrations in your feet. Now that you were paying close attention to it, you could feel his every- You threw your head to the side and ducked under a punch from Kazuya. The others you took on your shoulders and elbows, trying to protect your face, throat and chest. You weren’t confident enough to try anything fancy while blindfolded, and your instincts had done most of the work in moving your body to protect itself. You could feel it. The moment your spider sense went off, your body was already moving for you, making decisions before you were even entirely conscious of it. Your reflexes were so finely tuned that they were firing off on autopilot whenever your “fight or flight” response got triggered. But more than that, even without your spider sense, you already had a vague idea of where and when Mishima was moving. You could feel the vibrations in the ground through your feet, and the subtle shift of air current through your arms. No, you could always feel it. But you were only just now paying attention to it. They probably weren't anywhere as accurate as Matt’s senses, but you had always known how sensitive your hands and feet were. The way that you could pick up bits and pieces of conversation from inside buildings when you were scaling them. The way the hairs on arm stood up on end when you were just about to be hit by something big. Without you even realizing it, they greatly contributed to the way that you perceived the world. After all, your physical body was only an extension of your supposed semi-psychic senses. The information that it provided to the spider sense probably played a huge part in enhancing its effectiveness. So if you could train your body to pick up on these little hints… You stepped back, feeling the wind behind Kazuya’s viscous backhand blow past your nose. Your head slipped back and forth, avoiding the swift straight punches he’d thrown immediately afterwards. You felt his weight shift significantly to one side of his body, and you moved your leg back reflexively just in time to avoid having it be swept out from under you. As soon as your foot lost contact with the ground, the mental image you’d painted of him in your mind grew a bit hazier. Your spider sense throbbed in the back of your head, warning you of two dangerous objects that were approaching you rapidly. You grabbed hold of both of them, recognizing them as Kazuya’s muscular arms. You pulled them over your shoulder, pivoted your body under and around, and threw him with all your might. You felt the powerful vibrations as his body smacked against the pavement, the grinding sound of him digging his fingers into the earth in order to slow himself down and avoid falling out of the ring. He was still in one piece, but he’d taken significant damage from that throw. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Mon 19 Feb 2024 23:33:49 No. 5930522 Report What will you do?
>Plant your feet, square your shoulders, raise your fists, and prepare to throw a wicked fast punch as soon as he enters your range. >Crouch down low, place your hands on the ground as well, and fight Kazuya whilst crawling at high speeds. >Weave a web together using weblines connected to the ground and nearby buildings. They should help you in sensing vibrations from multiple directions. >Write-in. Pastebins:
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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
>>5930522 >>Crouch down low, place your hands on the ground as well, and fight Kazuya whilst crawling at high speeds. Anonymous
>>5930522 >Crouch down low, place your hands on the ground as well, and fight Kazuya whilst crawling at high speeds. As goofy as it’d look, I can see us having a really well-timed pounce. Our ability to stick to surfaces should let us throw ourselves around far better than most animals ever could as well.
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>>5930522 >Crouch down low, place your hands on the ground as well, and fight Kazuya whilst crawling at high speeds. Kazuya's a striker at heart. If we can keep him guessing with our crawling and strikes from the ground, we might just open him up for a super strength submission.
That's assuming we don't get our head kicked off or stomped into the ground first.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Tue 20 Feb 2024 02:44:58 No. 5930690 Report >>5930548 >>5930618 >>5930628 >Crouch down low, place your hands on the ground as well, and fight Kazuya whilst crawling at high speeds. Roll 1d100+15, bo3!
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Rolled 34 (1d100) >>5930690 KAZUYAAAAAAAAAAA!!
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Rolled 4 + 15 (1d100 + 15) >>5930690 Anonymous
Rolled 13 + 15 (1d100 + 15) >>5930690 Cutting it close again. I hope this works…
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>>5930522 >>Crouch down low, place your hands on the ground as well, and fight Kazuya whilst crawling at high speeds. Anonymous
Rolled 86 (1d100) >>5930690 Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Tue 20 Feb 2024 23:16:46 No. 5931406 Report Quoted By:
>>5930699 >>5930706 >>5930727 >49 Taking these. Writing...
>>5930762 This one came too late, I'm afraid!
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Wed 21 Feb 2024 00:38:10 No. 5931449 Report Quoted By:
>49 If you were getting this much info from your feet being in contact with the ground, then you'd surely have an easier time if all four of your limbs were touching the ground. Feeling confident in your theory, you crouched down low and assumed a position as if you were about to scale a vertical surface. It made you look and feel ridiculous, but you also sensed an immediate change in the accuracy of your seismic sense. You found that you were able to deduce Kazuya's exact distance from you, as well as his weight, height, and the rough shape of his body. Despite all the punishment you put them through, your hands and feet were surprisingly sensitive to have picked up any of this. <span class="mu-r">“Alright. Maybe this isn't so stupid after all.”</span> you muttered to yourself. <span class="mu-g">“Why's he got his ass in the air?”</span> Flint asked loudly. <span class="mu-b">“I don't know, but I'm not complaining.”</span> Felicia said with a purr. <span class="mu-g">“Will you two stop staring at the man's ass and watch the damn fight?”</span> Prowler snapped. You tried your best to ignore them, but it was a bit difficult when your body was picking up the vibrations that their conversation was generating. So instead, you focused on the feeling of the concrete crunching under your fingers as you dug them into the ground. Like a tiger, your muscles grew taut as you became poised to strike. Then, in an instant, you were off like a shot, eliminating the distance between you and Kazuya in the blink of an eye. <span class="mu-r">“Damn, he moves fast!”</span> Araña exclaimed. You'd barely noticed her approaching the others at all. She must’ve come over to see what all the fuss was about. <span class="mu-r">“He’d better hope Ryu doesn’t spam low-kicks, or he’s toast.”</span> Ember said, standing apart from the others. You ignored them all, working on propelling yourself across the ring as fast as possible. Kazuya went to kick you across the cheek, but you dove over his leg, skidded to a halt, and placed your limbs down one over the other until you were circling back around to his left. He was already turning to catch you, his left foot positioning for a stomp. You easily slid out of the way, and- At the last moment, his foot changed direction and hooked under your stomach. Before you knew it, he'd managed to lift you into the air the same way you’d done to the cartoon cow. And with your contact to the ground interrupted, your senses were muddled just long enough for Kazuya to pull you into yet another brutal air combo that ended in him slamming directly into your chest with a flying kick. The attack flung you backward, directly into the path of Ryu, who sent you flying back in the direction of Kazuya with a spinning kick of his own. Either he had changed his mind about getting involved in the fight, or you had gotten close enough where he felt the need to attack you directly. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Wed 21 Feb 2024 00:39:12 No. 5931451 Report The reason behind it didn't matter in your opinion. Because if Ryu was getting involved, then you would have to be extra mindful of your positioning and–
Your spider sense went <span class="mu-i">wild</span>, and you only barely managed to get your hands up in time to block the lariat from Kazuya that threatened to decapitate you.
You slammed into his arm, and then the ground as he killed the majority of your momentum just by standing in your way. It was all you could do to avoid being placed into another ground combo by crawling away and giving yourself time to recover. Except this time, Kazuya was actively pursuing you.
What will you do?
>Give your current strategy another try. You just need to get used to fighting like this. >Lay down some web traps to slow him down, and then wail on him when he stops moving. >Cover your hands in spiky web thorns and grab his leg. >Heat up the ground beneath his feet so that he takes unavoidable damage by fighting near you. >Write-in. Pastebins:
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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
>>5931451 >>Heat up the ground beneath his feet so that he takes unavoidable damage by fighting near you. Anonymous
>>5931451 >Heat up the ground beneath his feet so that he takes unavoidable damage by fighting near you. Anonymous
>>5931451 >>Heat up the ground beneath his feet so that he takes unavoidable damage by fighting near you. sounds good
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Wed 21 Feb 2024 23:14:00 No. 5932304 Report Quoted By:
>>5931469 >>5931698 >>5932302 >Heat up the ground beneath his feet so that he takes unavoidable damage by fighting near you. Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Thu 22 Feb 2024 00:22:46 No. 5932363 Report Waves of heat flowed down into the ground through your hands and feet, causing the ground below you to sizzle.
Seeing as how Kazuya didn't wear any shoes, you figured that he'd have a lot of trouble stepping onto super-heated concrete. And your theory was proven correct when Kazuya immediately jumped away after getting too close to you.
The only downside was that the change in temperature made it so that the airflow around your arms changed drastically, making it slightly harder to perceive his movements.
That being said, you had to rely on your sense of hearing, your faint seismic sense, and your much stronger spider sense to win this fight.
You advanced on Kazuya, striking at him with burning hands and grabbing hold of his limbs whenever he attempted to retaliate. This strategy earned you more than a few bruises as you settled on the strategy of blindly striking at him and chasing him down by crawling at his feet when he tried to back off.
He clearly didn't like this new rhythm, as his inability to keep his feet in contact with the ground didn't allow him any room for clean counter-attacks.
And soon enough, your rapid strikes started to chip away at his hard-light body. You couldn't actually see the damage that had been building up, but you could sense the parts of his body that were starting to fade away.
At some point, you even let the flames shroud your entire body as you latched onto Kazuya and tore at his simulated flesh. You took a few unnecessary hits in the process, but you couldn't complain about the results.
Kazuya's avatar faded into pixels and flew back towards Ember, leaving you alone with Ryu in the ring. It was to your great fortune that Ember didn’t have enough time to code in another form for Kazuya. You were starting to get curious about what she could accomplish if she really took her time.
<span class="mu-r">“Thanks for being patient and waiting your turn.”</span> you said, turning your head in Ryu’s direction. <span class="mu-r">"You know, aside form the time that you kicked me in the spine."</span>
Your senses told you that he had changed stances, and was now prepared to engage you in combat.
What will you do?
>Run up to Ryu and spam low-kicks! >Repeat the same strategy you used on Kazuya to defeat Ryu. >Create a pair of enlarged web gauntlets and use them to smack Ryu around. >Engage your opponent in an honest battle with no tricks. You genuinely want to try and develop this new fighting style of yours. >Write-in. Pastebins:
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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
>>5932363 >Engage your opponent in an honest battle with no tricks. You genuinely want to try and develop this new fighting style of yours. If we eat shit, let it be a lesson to the newbies. Fighting fair CAN get you hurt, so you better have a damn good reason for doing so.
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>>5932363 >Engage your opponent in an honest battle with no tricks. You genuinely want to try and develop this new fighting style of yours. What
>>5932438 says, our excuse is that this is training and training is for trying new things and solidifying known things. We accomplished the latter, now we’re doing the former.
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>>5932363 >>Engage your opponent in an honest battle with no tricks. You genuinely want to try and develop this new fighting style of yours. Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Thu 22 Feb 2024 04:11:35 No. 5932549 Report >>5932438 >>5932447 >>5932545 >Engage your opponent in an honest battle with no tricks. You genuinely want to try and develop this new fighting style of yours. Roll 1d100, bo3!
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Rolled 98 (1d100) >>5932549 BRING IT THE FUCK OOOOOOOOOON!!!
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Rolled 25 (1d100) >>5932550 Please be merciful dice gods.
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Rolled 80 (1d100) >>5932549 Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Thu 22 Feb 2024 23:13:19 No. 5933220 Report Quoted By:
>>5932550 >>5932587 >>5932598 >98 Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Fri 23 Feb 2024 02:26:50 No. 5933345 Report Quoted By:
>98 You crouched low to the ground once more, positioning yourself the same way you would if you were about to scale up a wall. Ryu's stance shifted slightly to account for your unusual posture, but you could tell that he was more than a little perplexed by the sight. Before he could fire off another projectile, you were already advancing on him. You easily avoided a punch and a sweeping kick from Ryu, slipped past his defenses and landed a solid punch to his stomach. He staggered back, inadvertently allowing you to crawl between his legs and get behind him. While he was busy turning around to face you, you pushed off the ground with your hands and thrust your heel into his ribs with enough force to crack a brick wall. Ryu must have been made of sturdier stuff, because he barely flinched this time as he stepped in to aim another punch at your chest. You flipped over and propped yourself up on your hands and feet, your eyes pointed at the sky as Ryu’s fist sailed right over your head. Then, before he could even recover from his own attack, you leaned back on your palms and performed a kick-up kick aimed at his chest. But you didn’t stop there. You used the adhesive nature of your feet to your advantage, using his chest as a foothold as you spun and kicked him right in the ear, a feat that would’ve been impossible for anyone without your level of coordination and flexibility. Ryu's immediate reaction was to grab you by your shoulders, tear you off of him and toss you to the ground in an effort to recuperate from your merciless onslaught. But you weren’t planning on giving him any room to breathe. As soon as you were back on solid ground, you kicked his legs out from under him, sending him to his knees and webbing them to the floor. You remained on your back, attaching a pair of weblines to his shoulders and kicking at his chest, throat and face, all while holding onto the weblines to prevent him from escaping. You were starting to develop a good rhythm here. Make yourself as small of a target as possible, stay close to the ground, and as soon as you get close, throw out as many attacks as you can. Hit them fast and hit them hard. Every part of your body is a weapon, and your every movement is deadly. All you had to do was hone your senses and refine your techniques a bit. —- Ryu was taking a massive beating by this point, and you had a feeling that he wouldn’t be able to fight for much longer. So, you decided to end it with a flashy finisher. Releasing the weblines, you rolled back onto your feet and attached a new pair onto his forehead. Then, you yanked them down so that his face smacked violently against the pavement. And when his head bounced back up, you were there to deliver a rising knee to his vulnerable nose. It went straight through. Ryu’s whole head shattered into pieces, and you were unsure as to whether you had hit him too hard, or if he was already on the brink of collapse. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Fri 23 Feb 2024 02:27:54 No. 5933346 Report Quoted By:
When you finally removed the blindfold, the first thing you saw was a cloud of pixels returning to a very shocked, open-mouthed Ember. She was the only Desperado that wasn’t cheering, like Flint and Cat, or quietly conversing, like Araña and Prowler.
Do you have any feedback for Ember’s prototype training course?
>”Those guys were a bit weaker than I thought they’d be. Do you think you can make stronger enemies if you had more time?” >”Out of curiosity, what was the ‘Impossible’ course going to be like?” >”That was fun! I might have to make that a regular part of my workout routine.” >Nope! You’re eager to see what Ember can cook up for those custom costumes. >Write-in. Pastebins:
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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 S.H.I.E.L.D.
S.W.O.R.D.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Fri 23 Feb 2024 02:29:36 No. 5933349 Report When you finally removed the blindfold, the first thing you saw was a cloud of pixels returning to a very shocked, open-mouthed Ember. She was the only Desperado that wasn’t cheering like Flint and Cat, or quietly conversing like Araña and Prowler.
Do you have any feedback for Ember’s prototype training course?
>”Those guys were a bit weaker than I thought they’d be. Do you think you can make stronger enemies if you had more time?” >”Out of curiosity, what was the ‘Impossible’ course going to be like?” >”That was fun! I might have to make that a regular part of my workout routine.” >Nope! You’re eager to see what Ember can cook up for those custom costumes. >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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>>5933349 >>”That was fun! I might have to make that a regular part of my workout routine.” >shake her hand vigorously Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Fri 23 Feb 2024 04:43:51 No. 5933439 Report Quoted By:
Aww, they auto-corrected one of my words here. It was supposed to say "kip-up", not "kick-up"
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>>5933349 >”That was fun! I might have to make that a regular part of my workout routine.” >"The AI could use a little work though. They're not really adaptable when they come across and unknown variable, ya know?" >”Out of curiosity, what was the ‘Impossible’ course going to be like?” Anonymous
>>5933349 >>”That was fun! I might have to make that a regular part of my workout routine.” There goes all the MvC stuff we are gonna get
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>>5933349 >"Okay, nice warmup, load up impossible... I'm jocking, pick your jaw up." >”That was fun! I might have to make that a regular part of my workout routine.” >"The AI could use a little work though. They're not really adaptable when they come across and unknown variable, ya know?" >"Then again, real people also get stumped when surprised." Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Fri 23 Feb 2024 23:48:10 No. 5934129 Report Quoted By:
>>5933361 >>5933440 >>5933492 >>5933586 >”That was fun! I might have to make that a regular part of my workout routine.” >"The AI could use a little work though. They're not really adaptable when they come across and unknown variable, ya know?" Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sat 24 Feb 2024 01:06:17 No. 5934190 Report <span class="mu-r">“That was fun! I might have to make that a regular part of my routine workout.”</span> you said, stretching your arms and massaging the part of your back where Ryu and Kazuya had kicked you. It was almost the exact same spot. <span class="mu-r">“The AI could use a little work though.”</span> you added. <span class="mu-r">“They’re not really adaptable when they come across an unknown variable, y’know?”</span> Ember shook off her dumbfounded expression and let out an indignant huff. <span class="mu-r">“Gimme a break, man. I literally coded those guys in like 10 minutes. If anything, you were lucky that they lasted as long as they did.”</span> she argued. <span class="mu-r">“With enough time, I can improve the AI, add in simulated stages, and a whole bunch of other things. This was just the alpha.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Right. But that’s not <span class="mu-i">all</span> you can make.”</span> you said, narrowing your eyes at her. <span class="mu-r">“Like, do you think you can whip us up some cool suits?”</span> Ember shrugged. <span class="mu-r">“Sure, that's easy enough. What do you want?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“I'll let you come up with the designs.”</span> Ember’s expression grew thoughtful, and she glanced over at the other Desperados as if to consider what they would like. <span class="mu-b">“If you can make this guy wear anything other than this same green striped shirt, you'll officially become my favorite Desperado.”</span> Black Cat said, jabbing a thumb at Flint. <span class="mu-g">“Hey! This is the easiest form that I can take.”</span> Flint complained. <span class="mu-r">“Alright. We're gonna do this one at a time.”</span> Ember said, ignoring the others and turning back to face you. The suit materialized faster than you thought it would, forming out of the recycled pixels that had once been a part of your simulated opponents. It dropped right into your hands, folded neatly for your convenience. The mask was red, like Abe’s, but the majority of the suit was black, with a large white slash running from the forearms, down to the legs. Criss-crossing black lines intersected the white fabric, creating a web-like pattern. The chest part was dyed red, like the mask and gloves, but there was a conspicuous lack of a symbol there. As soon as that thought came to mind, though, a large black spider stretched out from the black regions of the suit’s torso to cover the chest. And if that wasn’t enough, Ember spawned a red jacket on top of it. <span class="mu-r">“There!” What do you think?”</span> she asked. What will you say?>”I’m both surprised and disappointed that it isn’t video game related.” >”This seems more like something that Spider-Man would wear. It’s a good thing we’re the same size.” >”Not bad. The jacket is a nice touch.” >”Actually, could you make this instead?”(Write-in or post image) >”I think it still needs a little something…”(Write-in.) >Write-in.
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>>5934190 >”Not bad. The jacket is a nice touch.” >"Gotta ask though, you a fan of Spider-Man or something? I could maybe introduce you one of these days." Anonymous
>>5934190 >”Not bad. The jacket is a nice touch.” >”Maybe add some thin green lines near the logo’s leg tips or along the gloves to give a slight poison feel? That’s not one of my amazing powers, but I wouldn’t mind people thinking that.” >"Gotta ask though, you a fan of Spider-Man or something? I could maybe introduce you one of these days." If she questions our relationship, we can joke that as some of the few spider-themed people running around the city we’re obligated to give each other some respect.
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>>5934190 >>”Not bad. The jacket is a nice touch.” >"Gotta ask though, you a fan of Spider-Man or something? I could maybe introduce you one of these days." Anonymous
>>5934215 If she asks, we just say "He's my evil twin." and refuse to elaborate.
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>>5934190 >>”I’m both surprised and disappointed that it isn’t video game related.” Anonymous
>>5934256 Damn, I forgot all about that gag. Definitely backing that.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sun 25 Feb 2024 00:51:56 No. 5935170 Report Quoted By:
>>5934199 >>5934215 >>5934256 >>5934723 >>5934254 >”Not bad. The jacket is a nice touch.” >"Gotta ask though, you a fan of Spider-Man or something? I could maybe introduce you one of these days." >"Evil Twin" bit Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sun 25 Feb 2024 02:18:01 No. 5935251 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“Not bad. The jacket is a nice touch.”</span> you admitted, running a finger along the fabric. <span class="mu-r">“Thanks. I think the color suits you.”</span> Ember said. You glanced up at that. <span class="mu-r">“I've gotta ask, though. You a Spider-Man fan or something? I could introduce you to him one of these days.”</span> Ember’s eyes went wide as she gasped sharply and brought her hands up to cover her mouth. <span class="mu-r"><span class="mu-s">“OHMYGODIWOULD-”</span></span> was all she could squeak out before realizing what she was doing. Too late, she cleared her throat and pretended as if she wasn't about to fangirl all over your clone brother. <span class="mu-r">“Uh, yeah…I guess you could say that I admire his work. Why? Do you…uh, know him?”</span> she asked, her cheeks burning red as she tried to cover her tracks. You grinned at her. Not that she could see it. <span class="mu-r">“He's my evil twin.”</span> you answered easily. Ember frowned at that. <span class="mu-r">“Saving babies from burning buildings is evil?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Don’t let his good looks fool you. He’s a devious one.”</span> you said in a warning tone. Ember didn't look like she was buying it for a second, but her eyes widened as soon as the implication behind what you were saying sank in. <span class="mu-r">“You know what he looks like without the mask!?”</span> Black Cat chuckled. <span class="mu-b">“Careful, Huntsman. You shouldn't bad-mouth the newbie's superhero crush.”</span> Ember turned to glare at her. <span class="mu-r">“Do you want your stupid costume or not?”</span> Black Cat raised her hands in surrender, a close-lipped smile still splitting her face. Araña was snickering at her side. Despite all this, Ember raised a hand to resummon a cloud of pixels in front of Felicia. A golden outline shone out from her as she did so, and her irises flashed a similar color. You might have to advise her on making a suit that dampened some, if not <span class="mu-i">all</span> of that light. It wouldn’t do to have a thief that literally glowed in the dark Within seconds, Cat’s costume was finished, and it dropped right into her hands. From what you could see, it was a short-cut leather jacket with a furred collar, and the face of a snarling white tiger on the back. Her pants were made of a similar material, with rings, chains and studded belts wrapped around the waist. The whole ensemble looked to have been split into two pieces, which was a marked deviation from Felicia’s tight, black leather bodysuits. Felicia nodded approvingly. <span class="mu-b">“Not bad. Not bad at all~. But…I’m afraid that these jingly bits are gonna make too much noise while I’m skulking around. Can’t have everyone knowing when I’m in the area and up to no good.”</span> Cat explained, tapping one of the chains with a silvered claw. <span class="mu-g">“I’ve been saying that we should put a bell on you from the beginning.”</span> Prowler added. That earned a laugh out of all of you. Felicia just rolled her eyes, but you could tell that she wasn’t at all offended by the Prowler’s jibe. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sun 25 Feb 2024 02:21:28 No. 5935254 Report Quoted By:
Ember motioned to recall the pixels, but Cat bundled the clothes closer to her ample chest, clutching them protectively. <span class="mu-b">“Hey, now! I never said that I didn’t want to keep them. I’m not going out as ‘Black Cat’ <span class="mu-i">every</span> single night.”</span> she said, giving the costume another assessing look. <span class="mu-b">“Some nights, I just want to go out as the baddest bitch in the building. Is that too much to ask?”</span> Black Cat held the jacket up to her chest and stared down at it. Flint scratched his head in confusion. <span class="mu-g">“Don’t you know how to make your own clothes?”</span> he asked. <span class="mu-r">“You do? Do you think you can make a little something for me?”</span> Araña said, striking a pose as if to model for her. <span class="mu-b">“Aww, aren't you cute as a button.”</span> Felicia cooed. <span class="mu-b">“I’d love to dress you up, sweet pea. You'd be like the daughter that I don't plan on having.”</span> Araña ground her teeth together, and she nearly stamped her foot in protest. But for the sake of receiving free clothes, she held her sharp tongue. <span class="mu-r">“I'm not your dress-up doll, lady. And I'm definitely not wearing any cutesy shit.”</span> <span class="mu-b">“Whatever you say, my precocious little pickpocket.”</span> Black Cat said in baby-speak, reaching out to tousle her hair. Araña smacked her hand away, looking annoyed. Ember ignored the entire fiasco and regarded Flint with a critical eye. After a moment of consideration, she waved her hand dismissively. <span class="mu-r">“Eh, there wouldn't be much of a point in making clothes for you.”</span> Flint’s shoulders sank a bit at that, but he didn't look terribly put out by her decision. Instead, she focused on Hobie. The man gave her a look that you could only describe as “slightly challenging”. It didn't take her very long to decide what he should wear, though. And as soon as it materialized, everyone immediately stopped what they were doing and turned to stare. In Hobie's hands, he held a new suit that wasn't terribly different from his current one. The material of his mask, gauntlets and chest-piece appeared to be made from a sort of durable, lightweight metal, while the navy blue bodysuit that he wore underneath was made from cloth. The utility belt on this suit had less pouches, and his cape was shorter, but the general look and color scheme of his outfit had more or less remained the same. Prowler made a thoughtful noise as he inspected it. <span class="mu-g">“Not bad. Mind if I keep this?”</span> he asked. Ember had a complicated expression on her face. <span class="mu-r">“You do realize that each and every one of you responded with ‘not bad’, right? Does that mean that you like it?”</span> she replied. You, Cat and Prowler traded glances, unsure what to say. Then, all at once, you all gave her your opinion on the suits she gave you, your voices overlapping over one another. They were all very nice, after all. She looked satisfied at that, but you were quick to remind her that she’d forgotten someone. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sun 25 Feb 2024 02:22:29 No. 5935256 Report <span class="mu-r">“Hold up. You can’t just skip Flint. He’d be the only one left out.”</span> you pointed out.
Despite the fact that you left out Araña, she didn’t move to correct you.
<span class="mu-r">“But he would just slip out of whatever I gave him.”</span> Ember complained. <span class="mu-r">“What am <span class="mu-i">I</span> supposed to do about that?”</span>
You just shrugged.
<span class="mu-r">“I dunno. Get creative.”</span>
Ember sighed and returned her attention to Flint. She bit her lip, tapping the side of her face as she thought. After a minute, she snapped her fingers and conjured up a small pixel creation in her hands.
It was a blue helmet with a sleek, dark visor and a golden crest on the front.
<span class="mu-r">“Here. This was the most uncomplicated thing that I could think of, aside from shoes.”</span>
Flint slowly accepted the helmet and slid it onto his head. You all looked at him. He looked at all of you. And then…he started to laugh. Soon enough, you were all laughing with him.
It was a silly thing. He had only gotten that one piece of gear, but it seemed to make him happy. Even if it made him look like a fusion between Judge Dredd and The Goon. He was <span class="mu-i">just</span> trying to figure out if it could fire lasers out of the visor, when you dragged him down to your level and affectionately rubbed your knuckles on top of his shiny new helmet.
And privately, when she thought no one was looking, Ember discreetly confirmed her desire to meet Spider-Man.
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Now that the party is winding down, how will you give Hobie his present?
>”Here. For luck.” (Toss him the ring) >Just sit down, talk with him for a bit, and give it to him naturally. >Slip it into his pocket without getting caught. >Slip it into his drink while he’s not looking. >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
>>5935256 >Just sit down, talk with him for a bit, and give it to him naturally. Man to man, gotta let him know he's a real one.
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>>5935256 >>Slip it into his pocket without getting caught. Anonymous
>>5935256 >Just sit down, talk with him for a bit, and give it to him naturally. Anonymous
>>5935256 >>Just sit down, talk with him for a bit, and give it to him naturally. Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Mon 26 Feb 2024 15:32:10 No. 5936724 Report Quoted By:
>>5935285 >>5935549 >>5936529 >Just sit down, talk with him for a bit, and give it to him naturally. Sorry for the delay! Haven't been feeling too good these past few days.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Mon 26 Feb 2024 16:47:55 No. 5936746 Report Quoted By:
A little while later, while things were starting to wind down, you sat down with Hobie on your couch. <span class="mu-r">“Look, all I'm saying is that after only a year of being a Desperado, you made a fortune, fought giant crocodiles, banished demons…”</span> <span class="mu-g">“Almost got <span class="mu-i">eaten</span> by a giant crocodile and an army of demons, you mean.”</span> Prowler corrected. <span class="mu-r">“Hey, we don't know for sure if those demons would’ve eaten you or not.”</span> you countered, pointing a finger at him. Hobie nodded. <span class="mu-g">“Right, right. If we got lucky, they could've dragged us down to hell and tortured us for all eternity. Much better than being torn limb from limb.”</span> he said in a sarcastic tone. <span class="mu-r">“Right, but we weren't! And with Ember on the team, our adventures are gonna like…100% wackier.”</span> <span class="mu-g">“Oh, I don't doubt it. But if it's all the same to you, I'd rather read about it in the Bugle, from the safety of my own home.”</span> You groaned out loud. <span class="mu-r">“The Bugle? Seriously? Have you seen the type of shit that rag prints about me?”</span> <span class="mu-g">“You mean like how you're a masked menace to society that robs banks and blows up buildings?”</span> You rolled your eyes. <span class="mu-r">“We robbed like…<span class="mu-s">one</span> bank as a team. And I've only blown up one building on purpose. That other time was the Vulture's fault. I was the victim!”</span> <span class="mu-g">“Mhmm. I'm sure they'll run with that when they finally get a chance to sit you down for an interview.”</span> Hobie says. <span class="mu-r">“Maybe I should write my own book. I bet it'd be a bestseller.”</span> you thought aloud. Hobie chuckled at that. <span class="mu-g">“Save that for when they finally catch your ass and throw you in a cell. You'll have lots of time for writing in prison.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“But then I wouldn't be able to write after lights out. And I do some of my most introspective thinking at night.”</span> you replied. <span class="mu-g">“What are you even worried about? Don't you glow in the dark now?”</span> he asked. <span class="mu-r">“And I think I might be a bit radioactive now too…”</span> you muttered. Hobie stared at you in silence for a moment. <span class="mu-r">“I'm probably not, though. It was just a <span class="mu-i">teensy</span> little concern that Gloria had during the procedure.”</span> you said quickly. <span class="mu-r">“You see, this is the kind of introspective thinking that I was talking about before. If they lock me up, my circadian rhythm is gonna get all fucked up, and I'll forget how the sun looks.”</span> Ever so slightly, Prowler slid closer to the other end of the couch, away from you. <span class="mu-g">“Yet another reason for me to get out of here.”</span> he said with a chuckle. <span class="mu-g">“And I doubt you'd be left to rot in prison. You know too many people. You'd probably be better off if you leveraged your connections to become an informant. It's safer than fighting demons and giant crocodiles.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“But it's not nearly as fun.”</span> you pointed out. Hobie shook his head. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Mon 26 Feb 2024 16:49:12 No. 5936747 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-g">“Whatever, man. It's your life. I can’t tell you how to live it. If you can survive another year or two, look me up, and I'll buy you all a round of drinks?”</span> he promised. <span class="mu-r">“<span class="mu-i">Only</span> one?”</span> <span class="mu-g">“One for every year. It'll be more special that way.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Top shelf?”</span> <span class="mu-g">“Top shelf.”</span> he guaranteed. <span class="mu-r">“I can <span class="mu-i">buy</span> the whole damn shelf, Hob.”</span> <span class="mu-g">“But you can't buy good company.”</span> he countered. You gave him a flat look. <span class="mu-r">“Didn't I lure you and Cat into joining this little team with the promise of making you wealthy beyond your wildest dreams?”</span> Hobie gave you a wry grin. <span class="mu-g">“It got our foot through the door, sure. But everyone here isn't only looking to get rich. Cat's probably got more money stashed away than all of us combined. She's in it for the thrills.”</span> he said, nodding towards the white-haired Cat burglar. She was currently speaking with the two younger girls about outfit requests. <span class="mu-g">“And Flint’s about the most loyal thug I've ever seen. He's only here because of you.”</span> The big guy wasn't in the room at the moment. He was outside sampling some of Chef Ameyama's food to see if he could properly taste any of it. <span class="mu-r">“What about you?”</span> you asked. <span class="mu-r">“You strike me as the type of guy who always says stuff like: ‘I work alone…’ or ‘I don't do teams…’”</span> you said, in an exaggerated growl that was meant to imitate the Prowler. He gave you a flat stare. <span class="mu-r">“Ooh! Or the thing that those guys on reality tv always say. ‘I didn't come here to make friends…’”</span> Once he was certain that you were finished, he sat back in his seat and craned his head upwards until he was staring at the ceiling. <span class="mu-g">“I guess I stayed because I didn't hate the thought of someone watching my back out here.”</span> he admitted. <span class="mu-g">“Once I knew that I could trust you not to screw me over or get me arrested, I stopped looking over my shoulder whenever you guys were around. I never thought that I'd be able to relax in a room full of criminals.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Yeah, I know what you mean. A year ago, I don't think I could've imagined it either. Flint was the only guy I trusted that far, and we were always hanging around scumbags who'd sell their own mother for drug money.”</span> you said. <span class="mu-g">“Oh, that's good. We should add that as the eleventh commandment. ‘Don't sell your momma for drug money.’”</span> <span class="mu-r">“We should follow that up with a twelfth that prohibits members from selling other people's mothers for drug money. We can’t leave any gaps.”</span> <span class="mu-g">“Then you best get to revising that tablet, Moses. I've gotta bounce.”</span> Hobie said, rising from his seat. <span class="mu-r">“What, already? But we haven't even gotten to the piñata yet.”</span> you complained. He just shrugged. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Mon 26 Feb 2024 16:54:10 No. 5936749 Report <span class="mu-g">“Sorry, but I've gotta get back and let the missus know that I'm still alive. Knowing her, she's probably waiting for me to get home.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Fine. But at least take this with you.”</span> Hobie reached up and caught the ring that you tossed his way. It had a gold band and an azure gemstone in the middle. <span class="mu-g">“What's this? An early retirement gift?”</span> Hobie asked. <span class="mu-r">“Sort of. It's an enchanted ring. Part of a pair.”</span> You flashed the ring's crimson counterpart. <span class="mu-r">“Both people have to wear them for a day to link them. Then, after that, you breathe over it twice to activate it, and then feel for the tug. Both rings can be used to lead the wearer to the other, regardless of distance.”</span> Prowler admired the ring for a moment, before slipping it onto his finger. <span class="mu-g">“It's not exactly my style, but I appreciate it. Thanks.”</span> he said, sounding genuine. <span class="mu-r">“Just don't let it get stolen.”</span> Hobie started to walk away, but he turned back to glance at you over his shoulder. <span class="mu-g">“Who do you think you're talking to?”</span> You both smirked at that. <span class="mu-r">“Catch you on the flipside, Prowler.”</span> <span class="mu-g">“And I'll see you on the news, Huntsman.”</span> And with that little exchange, the Prowler slipped out of his own party without anyone other than you noticing. Flint and Cat caused a fuss when they'd realized, but you didn’t mine it much. After all, it wasn't like this would be the last time you saw him. He'd have plenty to answer for the next time he decided to drop by. —------>Anna Ameyama has been added to your Contacts >The “Great Expectations” suit has been added to your Costumes What will you do tomorrow?>Swing on over to Central Park and see if the mutants are still squatting there. >Check on Cindy and her new sidekick. You'd like to see how well she's recovering. >Discuss a few things with Ember. You've got a few plans for those unique powers of hers. >Pay Madame Webb a visit. You haven't been in to see her for a while. >Call up Prowler and see if he can’t take a look at your deactivated android. Maybe he can find a way to get it up and running. >Set up another meeting with Thomas Edison. A spot just opened up on your team for a new techie. >Time skip: ((HALLOWEEN!)) >Write-in.
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>>5936749 >>Check on Cindy and her new sidekick. You'd like to see how well she's recovering. said sidekick still needs something more protective than fishnets
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>>5936749 >Swing on over to Central Park and see if the mutants are still squatting there. Anonymous
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>>5936749 >>Swing on over to Central Park and see if the mutants are still squatting there. >>Check on Cindy and her new sidekick. You'd like to see how well she's recovering. Anonymous
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>>5936749 >Swing on over to Central Park and see if the mutants are still squatting there. >Check on Cindy and her new sidekick. You'd like to see how well she's recovering. Why not both?
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>>5936749 >>Set up another meeting with Thomas Edison. A spot just opened up on your team for a new techie. Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Wed 28 Feb 2024 03:13:19 No. 5938187 Report Quoted By:
>Swing on over to Central Park and see if the mutants are still squatting there. >Check on Cindy and her new sidekick. You'd like to see how well she's recovering. Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Wed 28 Feb 2024 03:47:34 No. 5938206 Report As soon as you woke up the next day, you snuck out of your hideout, careful not to step on any of the trash that littered your floor, and swung out into the city to meet up with Cindy. But not before snapping a pic of Ember passed out on Flint in the shape of a beanbag.
Unlike the other Desperados, Cindy and her roommate had woken up bright and early for training. When you asked to meet up with them, though, your ward sent you an address for an old, run down gym in Hell’s Kitchen that Matt referred her to. And with the aid of your newly acquired flight power, you got there a lot sooner than either of you anticipated.
There Cindy stood on an empty sidewalk in front of the gym, scrolling through her phone with her one good hand. Her other one was in a sling and a cast, while her left foot was in a boot.
Hoping to give her a scare, you came crashing down right beside her, emerald flames still wisping off of your suit.
Cindy gave you an unimpressed look from above.
<span class="mu-r">“What? Not even a shriek?”</span> you asked, still squatting down in your signature pose.
Cindy gave you a wry grin.
<span class="mu-s">“I heard you coming a block away, and I spotted you on my phone's camera.”</span> she said, waving her phone back and forth.
<span class="mu-r">“I should've never bought you that thing.”</span> you said, rising to your full height and wrapping her in a gentle hug.
<span class="mu-r">“Sorry I couldn't be there for your discharge. How do you feel?”</span>
Cindy shrugged.
<span class="mu-s">“I'm fine. It doesn’t hurt or anything.”</span> she said, putting her boot on its heel and turning it back and forth on the ground in front of you.
You've always known that Cindy had an unreasonably high pain tolerance, but you were worried that she would push her body too far one day.
<span class="mu-r">“Just because you can't feel it, doesn't mean you aren't hurt.”</span> you said, putting a hand on her sling.
She smiled at that.
<span class="mu-s">“Khonshu fixes whatever I can’t sleep off overnight, so there's no permanent damage. And since I can't feel it, I don't worry about it, you know?”</span>
You frowned at her, not liking her blatant disregard for personal safety.
<span class="mu-s">“Oh, hey! Do you wanna sign my cast? You can be the second.”</span> Cindy offered. <span class="mu-s">“Wanda cut in front of you, sorry.”</span>
She offered you a marker and you stared down at it.
What will you do?
>Sign it as Ben Parker. Even if she won't be wearing it for that long, it'll be a nice keepsake. >Sign it as the Huntsman. She can brag about it at school later. >Sign it as Spider-Man. You can steal his spot, and he can steal yours. >(Write-in a custom message) >”Cindy, we really need to talk about this. You need to be more careful.” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5938206 >Sign it as Ben Parker. Even if she won't be wearing it for that long, it'll be a nice keepsake. Anonymous
>>5938206 >Sign it as Ben Parker. Even if she won't be wearing it for that long, it'll be a nice keepsake. >”Iara thought the same with her healing factor. She didn’t really seem to care when she got badly hurt doing favors for me, up until she ran into something it couldn’t fix.” >”Besides, your new sidekick is going to be following your example. She won’t bounce back like you unless there are open auditions for godly avatars she could apply for.” Tangentially,
>”Want a Huntsman autograph? Might bring too much attention on you if shared openly, but I’m sure you have some friends who’d love to hear some secondhand stories of my exploits. It’s an excuse to hang out and talk about things.” Give her a way to talk to Silvermane’s daughter about us to indirectly show she can share more with Cindy about her own family. She’d recognize who we are after all. Alternately, Miles might appreciate it as a gift.
I just don’t want her getting mobbed at school for having a connection with us. Groupies are something she doesn’t have enough experience in dealing with.
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>>5938206 >Sign it as Ben Parker. Even if she won't be wearing it for that long, it'll be a nice keepsake. >"Are you not gonna turn it into your canvas as long as you have it?" Anonymous
>>5938206 >Sign it as Ben Parker. Even if she won't be wearing it for that long, it'll be a nice keepsake. Anonymous
>>5938206 >Sign it as Ben Parker. Even if she won't be wearing it for that long, it'll be a nice keepsake. Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
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>>5938216 >>5938249 >>5938297 >>5938362 >>5938490 >Sign it as Ben Parker. Even if she won't be wearing it for that long, it'll be a nice keepsake. Taking these.
>"Are you not gonna turn it into your canvas as long as you have it?" And this. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Thu 29 Feb 2024 05:48:03 No. 5939163 Report Quoted By:
You accepted the marker and signed her cast with your real name, making sure that it was big enough where you wouldn't be taking up too much space, but it wouldn’t be covered up or outshined by anyone else's. Although, you couldn't help but notice how much nicer Wanda's handwriting was than yours. And the shade of magenta she'd used was annoyingly eye-catching. <span class="mu-r">“There. Nice and neat.”</span> <span class="mu-s">“Thanks.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Are you planning on turning that cast of yours into a canvas at some point?”</span> you asked. Cindy's smile widened. <span class="mu-s">“Yeah, actually! I couldn't work on it while I was at Night Nurse's clinic, but I've got some ideas for when I can get my hands on my art supplies. I bet Miles would wanna pitch in too.”</span> She looked surprisingly positive for someone who'd been hospitalized in a citywide attack not too long ago. <span class="mu-r">“Nice. Be sure to show me when you're done. I bet all the other kids will be breaking their arms just to get a chance to wear a cast made by Cindy Moon.”</span> Cindy blushed a bit at that. <span class="mu-s">“I guess you can say that it’d cost an arm and a leg.”</span> she said with a smirk. <span class="mu-r">“Ha! I'm a terrible influence on you.”</span> <span class="mu-s">“That's <span class="mu-i">one</span> thing that you and Khonshu can agree on, then.”</span> You were tempted to tell Khonshu to say it to your face, but it was far too early for you to be antagonizing Egyptian Gods. Maybe after you've had your morning coffee. You glanced around the mostly empty street. <span class="mu-r">“Where's your friend?”</span> <span class="mu-s">“She's already inside.”</span> Cindy said, turning to face the door to the gym. There was a pair of old boxing gloves dangling above it. <span class="mu-r">“Already putting her through her paces, I see.”</span> Cindy nodded seriously. <span class="mu-s">“She idolizes heroes, but she has no idea what it takes to <span class="mu-i">be</span> one. And I'm not letting her go out there until I'm sure that she can handle herself.”</span> She took a step forward and opened the door, the boot forcing her to walk with a bit more care than she was used to. You followed her in, squinting as you transitioned from a well-lit street to a dimly lit training gym. The equipment was well worn, and the windows were covered up so that only a portion of the sun’s light was trickling in. Its walls were adorned with flags, posters, and pictures of old boxers. And at the gym’s center, right beside the ring, you saw Wanda going to town on a sandbag. She threw a quick combination, mixing in a middle kick at the end there, which seemed to irritate Cindy a bit. <span class="mu-s">“Don't get cute. You’re leaving yourself open to counter-attacks. Stick to moves that can disable your opponents quickly. Go for cheap shots if you have to.”</span> she advised. Wanda snorted. <span class="mu-r">“What? You want me to run up to criminals and kick them in the di-”</span> Her eyes went wide, and she immediately cut herself off when she saw you walking up beside Cindy. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Thu 29 Feb 2024 05:49:54 No. 5939164 Report <span class="mu-r">“...Am I getting scouted?”</span> she asked, her breathing heavy with exertion and excitement. She was wearing a plain black tee and a pair of red shorts. Appropriate attire for a workout.
<span class="mu-s">“You should worry less about getting recruited for the Avengers, and more about landing this sidekick gig.”</span>
Wanda gave her a challenging look.
<span class="mu-r">“‘Partner’. This is a 'partner gig'."</span> she corrected.
What will you say?
>”If you guys are in need of some training, we can head back to my place. A friend of mine is working on this crazy realistic training course, and I think you could really benefit from it.” >”If either of you are still looking for equipment, I think I can find someone to make you some on the spot. Wouldn’t cost us a dime, either.” >”Why don’t we mix things up? Me and Wanda could go for a round in the ring. Just to see where she’s at in her training.” >”What sort of training regimen did you prepare for today?” >”C’mon. Go easy on her, Cindy. Maybe you should both take it easy until Cindy’s fully recovered.” >Write-in. Also, which suit are you wearing today?
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>>5939164 >”Why don’t we mix things up? Me and Wanda could go for a round in the ring. Just to see where she’s at in her training.” >"And for the record, Cindy's got a point. Nothing's off the table in a fight, 'specially when you're playing for keeps." As for our costume
>"Great Expectations" Suit Since I feel like Wanda may have confused us for Spider-Man when we walked in, so it makes sense.
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>>5939164 >"Uhm, no. Sidekick." >"You have no experience and you think way too idealistic about the whole hero gig." >"You plan to dance around in fishnets in front of criminals. There's worse things that can happen to a teenage girl than breaking an arm." >"I'm not your parent, I can't tell you what to do, and I don't think I'm a particularly good one to Cindy for even letting her do this. But she has literal divine protection." >"Cindy's gonna heed your advice because she's a good friend, but you're going to do whatever she says as long as you're out there, okay?" >”If you guys are in need of some training, we can head back to my place. A friend of mine is working on this crazy realistic training course, and I think you could really benefit from it.” >”If either of you are still looking for equipment, I think I can find someone to make you some on the spot. Wouldn’t cost us a dime, either.” >"Great Expectations" Suit Anonymous
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>>5939164 >”If you guys are in need of some training, we can head back to my place. A friend of mine is working on this crazy realistic training course, and I think you could really benefit from it.” >Chasm Suit Anonymous
>>5939164 >”Sidekick. Everyone is until you get good enough to be entrusted with something important and screw it up in ways that people you care about just have to deal with forever. You bounce back from that, you can be a partner to just about any hero.” >“To answer the next question, Cindy and I are partners. I’m not happy about that when you give me more than 10 seconds to consider that, but her exams were much earlier than mine and I can’t dispute the score.” >”Why don’t we mix things up? Me and Wanda could go for a round in the ring. Just to see where she’s at in her training.” >”What sort of training regimen did you prepare for today?” >”Up for a trip to Central Park later? Might find some other people up for training over there. I’m checking in on friends over there.” Anonymous
>>5939164 >>”What sort of training regimen did you prepare for today?” >”Why don’t we mix things up? Me and Wanda could go for a round in the ring. Just to see where she’s at in her training.” Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
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>>5939214 >>5939287 >>5939445 >>5940571 >”What sort of training regimen did you prepare for today?” >”Why don’t we mix things up? Me and Wanda could go for a round in the ring. Just to see where she’s at in her training.” >"Great Expectations" Suit There are a few write-ins here, so I'll try my best to incorporate some parts of them in this update.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sat 02 Mar 2024 00:49:30 No. 5940797 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“Sorry, but you're gonna be stuck with the title of ‘sidekick’ until you get good enough to be entrusted with the important missions.”</span> you explained. <span class="mu-r">“You're gonna make mistakes. Tons of them. Everyone has. And that's why you should listen to whatever Cindy tells you out in the field. Because out of the two of us, she's had the most formal training, and she's seen a lot of shit.”</span> Cindy gave a solemn nod. <span class="mu-s">“Like I said before, I’ll let you help out wherever possible, but if you want to get good enough to go out into the field, then I’m gonna need you to prove to me that you can handle it. And the only way you’ll do that is by working hard, and following my exact instructions.”</span> she demanded. Wanda’s lips pressed into a thin line, and she gave a slow nod. <span class="mu-r">“Got it. I’ll work hard, I promise.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Good. Now, what sort of training regimen did you prepare for today?”</span> you asked Cindy. <span class="mu-s">“Well, Wanda’s already gotten her morning jog in, and she’s done her warm-up workout. She’s already in great shape, but I’ll need her to tone up a bit and build up her stamina, so we’re gonna focus on core exercises. After that, she’ll run some drills, go a few rounds with me in the ring, I’ll have her run through an obstacle course a couple of times, and then we can move onto the basics of movement and battlefield awareness.”</span> You held up a hand. <span class="mu-r">“Wait wait wait. Hold on. Did you say that she was going to go a couple of rounds with you in the ring?”</span> Cindy shrugged. <span class="mu-s">“Yeah. Why?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“No, nothing. It’s just that you’re…”</span> You glanced at her cast, and then down to her boot. Cindy raised an eyebrow. <span class="mu-s">“Why don’t we mix things up a bit?”</span> you suggested. <span class="mu-s">“Me and Wanda could go for a round in the ring. Just to see where she’s at in her training.”</span> Cindy made a thoughtful noise and glanced at her friend. Wanda was practically vibrating from excitement. <span class="mu-r">“I get to train with a legit superhero!? Agh, I could just die!”</span> <span class="mu-r">“That’s exactly what we’re training to prevent.”</span> you said. <span class="mu-s">“Sure. I suppose it can’t hurt.”</span> Cindy acquiesced. <span class="mu-r">“Sweet.”</span> You crouched down, and then leapt towards the ring, flipping end over end until you landed right in front of Wanda. She jumped back and squealed in delight. <span class="mu-r">“Hero landing! Oh, I love your new costume. Makes you look more approachable and less brooding.”</span> she said. That caught you off-guard. You were surprised that she could even tell the difference between you and Spider-Man. <span class="mu-r">“Thanks. I like your outfit too.”</span> Wanda blushed a bit, giving you a bashful grin as she tugged at her workout clothes. <span class="mu-r">“What, these old things~? They were just sitting at the bottom of my closet. Nothing special. And my hair’s a mess, and I didn’t have time to do my make-up the I wanted, and-”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sat 02 Mar 2024 00:52:49 No. 5940800 Report Quoted By:
Wanda was suddenly cut off by the shriek of a whistle. You both turned to find Cindy with one hanging around her neck. <span class="mu-s">“Enough talk. You guys are gonna put us behind schedule.”</span> She frowned at both of you, and you and Wanda found yourself taking combat-ready positions without complaint. It wouldn’t do to undermine Cindy after telling her sidekick to follow her every word. <span class="mu-r">“Don’t worry, we can banter while we fight. It’ll be good practice for when you do it for real.”</span> you promised. <span class="mu-r">“Ooh! That sounds fun.”</span> <span class="mu-s">“Begin!”</span> Cindy shouted. <span class="mu-r">“Hi-ya!”</span> Wanda burst into action, jumping at you with a flying kick. You easily caught it and flipped her over. To no one’s surprise, she landed on her feet and recovered quickly. That was a cheerleader for you. <span class="mu-r">“Not a bad way to start a fight. That might’ve been enough to knock a guy out, or at least keep him down long enough for you to deal with his friends. Be careful of pulling that out on guys with quicker reactions or multiple limbs.”</span> you advised. <span class="mu-r">“Got it!”</span> Wanda responded, throwing a quick combination that you blocked with your arms. You could've avoided them completely, but you wanted to get a sense for how hard she could punch. <span class="mu-r">“You're boxing me, trying to whittle me down. Don't try to trade blows with Your opponents. They're bigger and stronger than you, and they won't hesitate to knock you out. So before that happens, you have to disable them.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“So I need to get stronger? How exactly do I…<span class="mu-i">do</span> that!?”</span> Wanda attempted a spinning kick, which you deflected off of your palm. She then attempted a series of kicks, high, middle and low. You parried ones that went high and low, but let the middle one hit you. The shock of it rippled through your body, but you were unmoved. Your feet were rooted to the ground. That seemed to surprise Wanda. <span class="mu-r">“You're gonna wanna use those kicks more often. Women tend to have stronger legs than men, so you should use that to your advantage.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“So I really <span class="mu-i">should</span> try to kick bad guys in the nards?”</span> she asked. <span class="mu-r">“Yeah, go for it! But not with me!”</span> you quickly added, getting your leg up just in time to block a kick that was firmly below the belt. <span class="mu-r">“But what about when I'm fighting a lady supervillain? Am I supposed to punch her in the boob? Because that hurts. Like, a lot!”</span> <span class="mu-s">“Kick <span class="mu-i">them</span> in the groin, too! It still hurts!”</span> Cindy shouted from the sidelines. <span class="mu-r">“Yeah, it still hurts.”</span> you agreed. Both women looked at you. <span class="mu-r">“...Or so I've heard. Ana gets into a lot of fights.”</span> you said with a slightly nervous laugh. <span class="mu-r">“Who's Ana?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Don't worry about it. Back to the fight!”</span> You stepped forward, throwing a few punches with a pair of springy, web boxing gloves that you just made. And she did a decent job of dodging them, even if her footwork could use some work. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sat 02 Mar 2024 00:56:49 No. 5940803 Report But from seeing her fight, you could clearly see that she'd never been in a real fight. Not a spar or a match with a referee, but a <span class="mu-s">real</span> fight. Her forms were too clean and polished, and she was clearly a bit nervous about being in the ring with you.
As for the punches that she didn't dodge, she took them well, protecting her weak spots, and stepping back when she felt she was being overwhelmed.
What will you do?
>Teach her some wrestling moves. They'll do her good in a street fight. >Suggest that she learn how to use weapons like Cindy. They require less strength, and they can be used to tank hits if need be. >Coach her on evading attacks and taking blows. As a normal person, she'll need to avoid any unnecessary damage in combat. >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5940803 >Teach her some wrestling moves. They'll do her good in a street fight. Leverage is her friend, and weapons can be lost. As for dodging things… well, we kinda cheat in a lot of ways there.
If she can scale it up into throws, even better. We can afford to be chucked around like a ragdoll.
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>>5940803 >>Coach her on evading attacks and taking blows. As a normal person, she'll need to avoid any unnecessary damage in combat. Anonymous
>>5940803 >Teach her some wrestling moves. They'll do her good in a street fight. I was initially gonna go with the evasion and damage dispersion bit, but grappling IS essential for street fights. Especially against armed opponents.
Every goon with a gun is tough until you pin their hands and steal their piece in a scramble.
>>5940812 >If she can scale it up into throws, even better. My thoughts exactly. If she can incorporate some legit old-school Judo into her style, she'll be a threat to just about anybody around her size.
That said, she could also stand to put on some weight if she gets into Judo. There's no martial art where being smaller and weaker is better after all.
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>>5940803 >>Coach her on evading attacks and taking blows. As a normal person, she'll need to avoid any unnecessary damage in combat. Anonymous
>>5940803 >>Teach her some wrestling moves. They'll do her good in a street fight. Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sat 02 Mar 2024 20:08:25 No. 5941438 Report Quoted By:
>>5940812 >>5940819 >>5941413 >Teach her some wrestling moves. They'll do her good in a street fight. Taking these. Writing...
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Now's as good a time as any to ask I feel, but was Benny a wrestler in high school? Or was he too much of a shithead for sports?
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sat 02 Mar 2024 20:18:45 No. 5941450 Report >>5941442 He never committed to any sports for a terribly long time, mostly because he was too focused on making money and forming connections with shady individuals. While other people were behaving like normal students, he was selling drugs, moving expensive fur coats and breaking into people's houses.
But he did enjoy playing basketball and football on the rare occasion when he wasn't working some angle.
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>>5941450 >Hustle oriented >occasionally tossed the pigskin That's an all-American student right there, God Bless him.
Sidenote, we should scam our way onto an NFL team once we retire and rig the FUCK out of the Super Bowl one year.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sat 02 Mar 2024 22:07:39 No. 5941567 Report Quoted By:
Suddenly, you stopped your assault and gave her some time to catch her breath. <span class="mu-r">“Why don’t we try some grappling techniques? Are you familiar with wrestling or judo at all?”</span> Wanda placed her hands on her hips and nodded enthusiastically. <span class="mu-r">“Me and Ari did both. We took our classes together a few years back.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“How well do you remember them?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Enough to shoulder toss a guy if he gets too handsy.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Alright. Show me what you’ve got.”</span> you said, placing your hands in front of you. Wanda nodded, a resolute expression on her face. She put her hands up and started circling around to your right. The two of you circled the ring for several seconds, before Wanda made the first move. She ran in, ramming her head against your shoulder, locking your left wrist with her left hand, and placing her right hand under your right elbow. You grabbed the back of her neck, and attempted to rip your arm out of her grip. It was rather loose, so it shouldn’t take much effort to. In the blink of an eye, Wanda dropped to the mat, slipped your right arm over her head and pivoted at the waist until she was able to scramble behind you. Then, she kicked your left leg out and wrapped her other arm around your throat. You easily broke the chokehold, and she quickly abandoned it to reach under your armpit with one hand, and repositioned the other to hook under your thigh. <span class="mu-r">“Now who’s the one getting handsy?”</span> you said, even as you were in the process of being thrown. With a heave, she miraculously managed to lift you off the ground and slam you into the mat. <span class="mu-r">“Hey! You’re stronger than you look.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Thanks! I get that a lot.”</span> she grunted, scrambling around your back to put you into another submission hold. <span class="mu-r">“Yeah. me too.”</span> You took advantage of your superhuman flexibility to slip out of her hold and flipped her onto her back. From there, you pinned her with your belly, pressing down on her and keeping your arms and legs free to maneuver and reposition on the fly. <span class="mu-r">“Pay attention to what I’m doing. See how I’m using my weight to pin you down and control the fight, but I’m not fully committing my arms to any grappling techniques. It’s nothing fancy, but it gets the job done. Just hover over them, and don’t give up any ground.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“You’re also heavier than you look…!”</span> Wanda wheezed. <span class="mu-r">“I’ll have you know that I’m actually at a very healthy weight for a guy my age.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Really? How old are you?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Not telling. But, nice try.”</span> She squirmed and struggled as the two of you tumbled around the ring, before finally managing to slip her legs up between you. She pushed out hard and leaned back, flipping you off of her and giving her a brief window of opportunity. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sat 02 Mar 2024 22:08:44 No. 5941570 Report Wanda quickly scrambled to her feet, and you followed her up to engage her in another grapple. She attempted the same move as before, but was unable to slip past you this time. Impressively, she popped back up a second later squaring up with you once more, not showing any gaps in her defenses.
<span class="mu-r">“Alright. Let’s see that shoulder toss.”</span>
Wanda gave you a confused look, but she quickly understood when you crawled past her and came up behind in the blink of an eye. She tried to turn in time, but you were far too slippery.
By the time your arm was slipping around her neck, she was grabbing your waist and twisting her own to get her right leg behind yours. Then, she fell backwards on purpose, sending you down with her.
<span class="mu-r">“That wasn't a shoulder toss, but I'll take it.”</span> you said, releasing her and slowly rising to your feet.
<span class="mu-r">“I would have, but…you seem kinda strong, and didn't know if I could break the hold normally.”</span> she said.
Still, that was a hell of a lot better than what you were expecting.
What will you focus on?
>Have her lean into those grappling techniques. Despite her size, she seems to be good at mat wrestling. All she needs to do is bulk up a bit. >Have her try out some judo throws and takedowns on you. You can take whatever she throws at you. >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5941570 >>Have her lean into those grappling techniques. Despite her size, she seems to be good at mat wrestling. All she needs to do is bulk up a bit. Honestly, this is probably gonna do her the most good as an aspiring hero. That and keep the scars and bruises to a minimum on both sides.
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>>5941570 >Have her try out some judo throws and takedowns on you. You can take whatever she throws at you. Eventually she can learn a fastball special with Cindy for the tougher opponents; she tosses them, Cindy slugs them.
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>>5941570 >>Have her lean into those grappling techniques. Despite her size, she seems to be good at mat wrestling. All she needs to do is bulk up a bit. Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
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>>5941574 >>5941658 >Have her lean into those grappling techniques. Despite her size, she seems to be good at mat wrestling. All she needs to do is bulk up a bit. Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Tue 05 Mar 2024 01:59:08 No. 5943526 Report For the remainder of your time in the ring, you allowed Wanda to practice her submission holds on you. And with Cindy’s help, you were able to show her what works, what doesn't, and what she needs to improve on.
And for you, that involved an awful lot of this teenager putting you in compromising positions, and threatening to cut off your air supply.
But you were a big boy. You could take it. Although, part of you was surprised that she didn't freak out from being in such close proximity to you during your spar. Maybe she really was serious about this whole sidekick thing.
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<span class="mu-r">“...So. How'd I do?”</span> Wanda asked, gasping for breath. She'd been practicing her moves on you for at least two hours now. She was drenched in sweat, and a decent amount of it had gotten on your new suit.
She gave you a look that was stuck somewhere between confusion and envy.
You gave her two thumbs up from your perch atop one of the ring posts, barely having broken a sweat during the entire ordeal.
This much wasn't enough to get you tired, and your body wasn't as sensitive to overheating as it had once been. Not that Wanda knew any of that, of course.
<span class="mu-s">“You're doing better than I expected you to. Of course, we'll have to work on that grip strength of yours.”</span> Cindy observed, looking thoughtful.
Wanda grimaced at that.
<span class="mu-r">“Does that mean I'm gonna have to get all bulky and muscular?”</span> she said with a fearful look in her eye.
Cindy chuckled at that.
<span class="mu-s">“As a grappler? Don't worry, you don't need a whole lot of muscle mass to render someone unconscious. You just need a bit of strength, technique and confidence.”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“And if you can't manage that, then two out of three ain't bad.”</span> you helpfully put in.
Wanda stared down at her hands, opening and closing them repeatedly.
<span class="mu-r">“I’ll do whatever it takes. Even if I have to get all bulky. I want to save lives and fight crime! Like you guys.”</span>
Wanda gave you an entirely innocent and optimistic smile. But the look that you and Cindy exchanged was…complicated, to say the least.
What will you say?
>”Don’t be like me. Be better. You guys are the next generation, after all.” >”Just remember not to bite off more than you can chew. You’re Cindy’s support. You girls are supposed to watch each other’s backs out there.” >”You two should lay low for a while. Things are about to get crazy out there, and I don’t want either of you caught in the crossfire.” >”Just let me know if you guys need anything. I’ll do whatever I can to keep you safe.” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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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:
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>>5943526 >”Just remember not to bite off more than you can chew. You’re Cindy’s support. You girls are supposed to watch each other’s backs out there.” >"And before I forget, word is that things are about to get a little hectic in the city for a minute. I can't stop either of you from going out, but I CAN offer you two some better equipment. Free of charge of course." Anonymous
>>5943526 >”Don’t be like me. Be better. You guys are the next generation, after all.” Anonymous
>>5943526 >"Give me a stronger reason than that. Being a hero requires an awful lot of self sacrifice. Just wanting to be like the people you admire is not gonna cut it." >"And I'm not someone to be admired. I only do hero stuff when I'm not robbing banks, like Jameson says. I'm kidding... or am I?" >"Don’t be like me. Be better. You guys are the next generation, after all.” >”Just remember not to bite off more than you can chew. You’re Cindy’s support. You girls are supposed to watch each other’s backs out there.” Anonymous
>>5943526 >”Heh. I’m the least heroic of the spiders. That’s why my evil twin Spiderman is so evil. He’s a hero, I just like living here.” >”Don’t share that with anyone, you’re the first to hear why he’s the evil twin.” >”Just remember not to bite off more than you can chew. You’re Cindy’s support. You girls are supposed to watch each other’s backs out there.” >"And before I forget, word is that things are about to get a little hectic in the city for a minute. I can't stop either of you from going out, but I CAN offer you two some better equipment. Free of charge, of course." She’ll be especially heartbroken when she fights us during the Gang War arc.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Wed 06 Mar 2024 22:54:36 No. 5945104 Report Quoted By:
>>5943542 >>5943611 >>5943948 >>5943968 >"Don’t be like me. Be better. You guys are the next generation, after all.” >”Just remember not to bite off more than you can chew. You’re Cindy’s support. You girls are supposed to watch each other’s backs out there.” >"And before I forget, word is that things are about to get a little hectic in the city for a minute. I can't stop either of you from going out, but I CAN offer you two some better equipment. Free of charge, of course." Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Thu 07 Mar 2024 00:17:28 No. 5945138 Report <span class="mu-r">“Don't be like me. Be better. You guys are the next generation, after all.”</span> you said, glancing between both girls before letting your gaze land on Wanda again. <span class="mu-r">“Just remember not to bite off more than you can chew. You're Cindy’s support. You girls are supposed to watch each other’s backs out there.”</span> Wanda nodded seriously. <span class="mu-r">“I might not be able to keep up with her in a fight, but I can at least provide backup. I'll be the best crime-fighting companion she never knew she needed.”</span> she declared. <span class="mu-r">“That's an awfully fancy word to describe a sidekick.”</span> you observed. Wanda frowned a bit at that, while Cindy was just barely managing to suppress a snicker behind her. <span class="mu-r">“Oh! And before I forget,”</span> you continued. <span class="mu-r">“Word is that things are about to get a little hectic in the city for a minute. I can’t stop either of you from going out, but I CAN offer you two some better equipment. Free of charge, of course.”</span> Wanda's concern from the first part of your sentence was immediately replaced by barely contained excitement when she heard the words “better equipment”. <span class="mu-r">“Oh my god, YES! Am I seriously getting a super cool super suit this early in my career?”</span> Cindy gave you a grateful smile and shook her head after a moment's hesitation. <span class="mu-s">“Thanks. I really appreciate it, but I actually called the Moon Knight about getting a suit made for Wanda.”</span> Wanda's jaw dropped. But before she could bombard Cindy with questions on the topic, she held a hand up to halt any further inquiries. <span class="mu-r">“You're only getting it if I feel like you're ready to wear it. It'll have even more protections and features built into it than mine, so it should keep you safe out in the field.”</span> she explained. Wanda's face fell as the implications of what she said finally sank in. <span class="mu-r">“But…what about you? I thought your suit got shredded on the night of Doom’s attack.”</span> <span class="mu-s">“It did, but Daredevil lent me some stuff to make a new suit for the time being. It should hold me over until I can get my hands on something better.”</span> Wanda gave her friend an incredulous look. <span class="mu-r">“Uh, helloooo? The Huntsman just offered to get you whatever you needed, free of charge. You'd be crazy not to take him up on it, even if it means not wearing a suit that Daredevil himself gave to you.”</span> You nodded your agreement, imploring Cindy to listen to Wanda's wise words. Cindy rubbed the back of her neck with her only good hand and made an uncomfortable expression. <span class="mu-s">“No, I know. It's just…he's done so much for me already. Without him, we probably would've never met. I would’ve either been mute, dead or both.”</span> Wanda's eyes widened in shock, and she glanced over her shoulder to give you an assessing look. <span class="mu-s">“The point is, he's risked a lot for me, and I don't want to keep taking from people the people in my life.”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Thu 07 Mar 2024 00:27:14 No. 5945142 Report Cindy was pointedly avoiding your gaze as she struggled with her own awkwardness. But before you could get a chance to tell Cindy that she was being silly, Wanda jumped in to put in her own two cents.
<span class="mu-r">“Don't be silly. Heroes don't ask to be repaid for favors. They do good things for people because it's the right thing to do. Even if they don't deserve it.”</span>
It was such a simple, childlike view tied to an ultimately cheesy moral. But she had said it without a hint of shame.
Cindy let a brief laugh, and for a moment, you thought you saw something like admiration or pride cross her features.
<span class="mu-s">“Right. I guess I'm just being stubborn. I'll take whatever help you can offer, Huntsman.”</span>
You winked at her.
<span class="mu-r">“Count on it.”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“Yeah, us heroes have got to stick together.”</span> Wanda added. <span class="mu-r">“Whether it be providing equipment, or inviting budding vigilantes to team-up events.”</span>
She gave you a hopeful look.
<span class="mu-r">“Let’s see if you earn that suit first. Then we can talk.”</span>
Her shoulders slumped, and as soon as she turned to climb out of the ring, you flipped over her head to land beside Cindy.
<span class="mu-r">“So, what's next on the menu?”</span> you asked.
<span class="mu-s">“Thanks to you, we're ahead of schedule, so I'll have Wanda hit the obstacle course after a quick break. Then I'll shoot paintballs at her until she figures out how to move more effectively.”</span>
She sounded particularly excited about that last part, but you wondered whether Wanda knew exactly what she was signing up for.
<span class="mu-r">“Well, I'm glad <span class="mu-i">someone's</span> enjoying themselves.”</span>
She just shrugged.
<span class="mu-s">“I've gotta get my kicks somewhere. Can't exactly go gliding around the city kicking butt when my dominant butt-kicking foot is wrapped up in this boot.”</span> she said, stomping her foot experimentally.
<span class="mu-r">“Then it'll be a nice vacation for you <span class="mu-i">and</span> the bad guys.”</span> you offered.
<span class="mu-s">“Heh. Not for long.”</span> Cindy said, narrowing her eyes with a devious grin on her face.
What will you say/do?
>”How's BVA holding up after the attack?" >”For a second there, you had me worried that Matt was your favorite. I'd like to see him form a team to get your voice back." >”You know, I'm not worried about you paying me back or anything. I just want to see you succeed.” >”Well, it looks like you've got things well in hand here. Give me a call if something comes up.” >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
>>5945142 >”You know, I'm not worried about you paying me back or anything. I just want to see you succeed.” >”Well, it looks like you've got things well in hand here. Give me a call if something comes up.” I get where she's coming from, and it's not a bad place mind you, but there are plenty of people who will twist that natural inclination towards repaying debts into something that'll destroy her.
She doesn't owe us or anybody else a damn thing.
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>>5945142 >”How's BVA holding up after the attack?" >”Cindy, I’m pretty sure Matt ‘gave’ you those materials, not ‘lent’ them. So while Wanda’s hero assignment is to work on her moves, yours is to accept gifts from people who want you to succeed at what you want to do and not be awkward about it. The college-level course will be to simply ask for what you could use instead of what you can scrape by with.” >“Fair warning, I will tease you relentlessly when Wanda finishes sidekick school before you finish your assignment. You’ll have to prove me wrong because I’m sure Khonshu won’t fix your embarrassment overnight. That only feels like a physical wound.” Savage? Yes. But it comes from a good place and is hard to brush off when it’s this direct.
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>>5945142 >”For a second there, you had me worried that Matt was your favorite. I'd like to see him form a team to get your voice back." Anonymous
>>5945142 >”How's BVA holding up after the attack?" >”You know, I'm not worried about you paying me back or anything. I just want to see you succeed.” >Write-in. So...."I don't want to keep taking from people the people in my life," huh?
Keep it up and so help me I will become the most overbearing mother hen figure you ever met. I'll meet all your friends parents, I'll plan sleep overs, I'll start wearing a sweater vest...you will rue the day you refused my generous allowance.
You know, surprisingly, relying on people and calling in help is actually one of my 'good habits' you could learn from.
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>>5945142 >”How's BVA holding up after the attack?" >"If you want, I can put you in touch with someone who can make the worlds best obstacle course, complete with AI controlled enemies." >"And don't worry about compensation. My strategy as a foster parent is to throw money at you until you call me dad." If we talk about Matt, maybe not doxx him as Daredevil in front of Wanda
>>5945138 >“You're only getting it if I feel like you're ready to wear it. It'll have even more protections and features built into it than mine, so it should keep you safe out in the field.” she explained. That was supposed to be Cindy, right? it was in red.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Thu 07 Mar 2024 13:46:14 No. 5945607 Report Quoted By:
>>5945299 Damn! I've gotta watch out for those typos.
>>5945594 Yeah, that was supposed to be Cindy. I messed up the formatting on that one.
I'll be more careful in the upcoming update.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Thu 07 Mar 2024 23:21:32 No. 5945919 Report >>5945186 >>5945207 >>5945594 >”You know, I'm not worried about you paying me back or anything. I just want to see you succeed.” >”How's BVA holding up after the attack?" So far, these are the options that are generally agreed upon.
>>5945186 >>5945207 >>5945279 >>5945299 >>5945594 Would you guys like me to move forward with this, or would you like to support a write-in?
I feel slightly bad when everyone has a write-in, but I can't use them. You're in no way obligated to play along, but I like seeing them pop up. Anonymous
>>5945919 I'm fine with whatever, but I will say that I appreciate you making an effort to incorporate elements of write-ins even if they don't get a ton of votes. Some things ARE appropriate for the character and the general gist of what did win, so their inclusion is usually merited.
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>>5945919 I’ve never been a stickler for taking my write-ins whole-clothed, nor been concerned when write-ins I didn’t vote for are mixed in with a winning vote.
I think the write-in stew would be gently chiding/teasing Cindy over her inability to accept our help? It dovetails well into the “don’t have to pay me back” winning option.
But if asked to pick another, I’d support
>>5945299 for the over-the-top nature. Only way it could be better is if we skipped around her while doing a sing-song voice until Wanda busts out laughing.
Though remind me, does Wanda know who we are/Cindy is living with Huntsman? I forget if she’s seen us out of the costume or connected the dots. All the write-ins would need to adjust slightly if she doesn’t know, much like keeping Matt’s name out of it if she doesn’t know him as Daredevil.
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>>5945919 If a write-in doesn't go counter to what was commonly voted for I see no problem if you incorporate them, especially if they are quips.
I do write-ins a lot, but I know my writing is not the best. You are always free to take any write-in, keep it's spirit, but phrase it yourself.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Fri 08 Mar 2024 23:05:40 No. 5946741 Report Quoted By:
>>5945928 >>5946023 >>5946535 Gotcha! Thanks for the feedback! I'll keep these in mind.
>>5946023 So far as you know, Wanda hasn't connected the dots yet. She's only met Ben once, and the Huntsman twice, so she hasn't spent a whole lot of time around you yet. Wanda just thinks that Cindy has deep connections to the hero community for some reason.
>>5946023 >>5945299 >"So....'I don't want to keep taking from the people in my life,' huh?" >Keep it up and so help me I will become the most overbearing mother hen figure you ever met. I'll meet all your friends parents, I'll plan sleep overs, I'll start wearing a sweater vest...you will rue the day you refused my generous allowance. >You know, surprisingly, relying on people and calling in help is actually one of my 'good habits' you could learn from. Taking this write-in.
>>5945186 >>5945207 >>5945299 >>5945594 >”You know, I'm not worried about you paying me back or anything. I just want to see you succeed.” >”How's BVA holding up after the attack?" Also taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sat 09 Mar 2024 00:34:59 No. 5946769 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“So…’I don’t want to keep taking from the people in my life’ huh?”</span> Cindy groaned. <span class="mu-s">“Can we not do this right now?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Keep it up and so help me, I will become the most overbearing mother figure you have ever met. I’ll meet all your friends’ parents, I’ll plan sleepovers, and I’ll even start wearing sweater vests.”</span> you threatened. Cindy glanced at your jacket, most likely picturing you wearing a sweater vest over your costume. <span class="mu-r">“You will rue the day you refused my generous allowance.”</span> you said in a sinister voice. <span class="mu-s">“At least let me keep <span class="mu-i">some</span> of my dignity in front of my friend.”</span> she pleaded. <span class="mu-r">“I’ll think about adding that to your allowance too. And be sure to tell Khonshu that ‘relying on others’ and ‘knowing when to call for help’ are two more good qualities that you can learn from.”</span> Cindy rolled her eyes in response. <span class="mu-s">“Yes, mother. I hope one day that I can bloom into a social butterfly, just like you.”</span> she declared, her voice dripping with sarcasm. You reached out and pinched her cheek. <span class="mu-r">“Maybe one day you will, sweetie. Just keep working at it.”</span> She slapped your hand away and you had a laugh at her expense. <span class="mu-r">“But seriously, though. You know that I’m not worried about you paying me back or anything, right? I just want to see you succeed.”</span> you said. Her expression grew softer at that. <span class="mu-s">“I know. I’m glad it was you that I ran into that night in the sewers. I had a feeling that I could trust you, but you had no reason to take care of me as well as you have been. I never thanked you for that. Not with my real voice, I mean.”</span> she said in a hushed tone. <span class="mu-r">“You don’t have to-”</span> <span class="mu-s">“I know.”</span> she said quickly. <span class="mu-s">“But I want to. Despite what Khonshu and all those people on the news say, you’re a good person. And I’d rather have you as a friend than a nagging mother.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“There isn’t any reason I can’t be both.”</span> Cindy let out a snort and shook her head. <span class="mu-s">“I can think of a couple...”</span> You were about to reply, but then it suddenly occurred to you how astoundingly quiet Wanda was being. Cindy must have realized it at roughly the same time, because you both found yourselves turning to look at her. She was currently casting a suspicious glance in your direction. <span class="mu-r">“Uh…am I interrupting something?”</span> <span class="mu-s">“Shouldn't you be stretching over there?”</span> Cindy asked, pretending not to be flustered as she avoided the question. <span class="mu-r">“I finished. I wanted to ask what we're supposed to do next, but…”</span> She trailed off, a scandalous look in her eye as she regarded the two of you. <span class="mu-s">“Good work. You really, uh…killed those stretches PB.”</span> Cindy awkwardly assured her. <span class="mu-s">“Next up is the obstacle course. Go grab your things and we can head there in a few minutes.”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Sat 09 Mar 2024 00:36:29 No. 5946771 Report <span class="mu-r">“Okay.”</span> Wanda said, in the most succinct sentence that you've ever heard her utter. As she was walking back towards the locker room, she stared back at you for a few more seconds before turning around.
You hoped she hadn’t overheard too much. She looked like she was starting to suspect something.
<span class="mu-r">“How’s BVA holding up after the attack?”</span> you asked, attempting to change the subject.
<span class="mu-s">“Everyone’s okay, but our curfews are getting more strict, and they’re introducing more guards on night patrols for the next few months. They’ll be watching us more closely, so it’ll be harder for me to sneak out.”</span>
What will you say?
>”You’re not in any shape to fight crime, anyway. Use this as an opportunity to take some much needed R&R.” >”If you can sneak up on vampires, I’m sure you can manage to sneak past a bunch of middle aged security guards. Think of it as extra training.” >”Have you thought about asking Wanda to help cover for you? Maybe she can stay behind some nights and make sure that no one gets suspicious.” >”Why don’t you pray to Khonshu about it? If you need to be able to sneak out to do your job, then he should meet you halfway and help you out.” >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
>>5946771 >”I think the cast is the bigger impediment to sneaking out right now. You could throw it at people if you get desperate enough to escape I guess. But all the names on it would give you away afterward.” >”Have you considered broadening your crime-fighting horizons? There’s more to it than thugs out on the streets. Julia could probably show you how to find and fight them online while you’re recovering, and I do know a recently retired tech expert who might teach you some things too.” >”I’d rather you take a break and enjoy life until you recover, but you’ll just roll your eyes at me if I say that. So I didn’t!” I forget if she knows exactly who Prowler is (she certainly knows him as Miles’ uncle) but it’s more fun being mysterious either way.
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>>5946771 >>”You’re not in any shape to fight crime, anyway. Use this as an opportunity to take some much needed R&R.” Anonymous
>>5946771 >”You’re not in any shape to fight crime, anyway. Use this as an opportunity to take some much needed R&R.” >"I know you're young and have Khonshu fixing any injuries, but that fatigue is gonna build up all the same. Do yourself a favor and rest as well as you train. You won't regret it." Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Mon 11 Mar 2024 17:49:24 No. 5949142 Report Quoted By:
>>5946800 >>5946891 >>5946929 >”You’re not in any shape to fight crime, anyway. Use this as an opportunity to take some much needed R&R.” >"I know you're young and have Khonshu fixing any injuries, but that fatigue is gonna build up all the same. Do yourself a favor and rest as well as you train. You won't regret it." Taking these. After this update, I'll start writing up another one for the new thread that I'll be posting today!
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Mon 11 Mar 2024 18:21:50 No. 5949152 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“You’re not in any shape to fight crime, anyway. Use this as an opportunity to take some much needed R&R.”</span> Cindy shook her head. <span class="mu-s">“I don’t know if I can afford to take a break. Not if there’s something big about to happen like you said.” You placed a hand on her shoulder. <span class="mu-r">“I know you’re young and have Khonshu fixing you up after each fight, but that fatigue is gonna build up all the same. Do yourself a favor and rest when you’re not training. You won’t regret it.”</span> you advised. Cindy stared down at her sling and sighed. “...Fine. I’ll take it easy. It won’t take me that long to be fully healed. And as soon as I am, I’ll be right back out there.” she promised. <span class="mu-r">“If that’s your decision, then I can’t stop you. Just try to remember to enjoy this time while you can. You’re only a teenager once in your life.”</span> you said, reaching up to tousle her hair. But before she could smack your hand away, you noticed a crucial detail that you hadn’t before. <span class="mu-r">“Did you get taller?”</span> “Did I? I knew my clothes were starting to feel tight on me, but Wanda had me thinking that I'd been gaining weight.” Cindy replied, sounding slightly relieved as she checked herself in a nearby mirror. <span class="mu-r">“Well, you do tend to inhale sweets whenever you manage to get your hands on them...”</span> She glared at your reflection in the mirror. <span class="mu-r">“You'd never know it by looking at you, though. I bet the other girls are <span class="mu-i">super</span> jealous.”</span> you quickly added. Cindy patted her stomach and frowned. “...Maybe I'll run that obstacle course with Wanda, after all.” <span class="mu-r">“Does…this mean you'll be skipping the post workout FroYo this time?”</span> you asked cautiously. Cindy gave you a sullen nod. “Yeah. Wanda gets mad when she sees me eating that stuff after a training session. She always says stuff like: ‘I’d blow up like a balloon if I ate like you.’” You supposed that it would be fairly difficult to manage impulse control when you’ve lived in a bunker for most of your life. <span class="mu-r">“Welcome to the superhumanly high metabolism club. Up top!”</span> Cindy grinned and turned to high five you, but you both froze when you noticed Wanda giving you a cold look from across the room. <span class="mu-r">“Must be nice…”</span> she muttered You and Cindy quickly turned away from each other, pretending as if nothing had happened. Then, simultaneously, the two of you started making excuses for why you had to leave. You retreated from the run-down gym a minute later, swinging towards Central Park to meet up with the topside Morlocks. Hopefully, they weren’t getting into too much trouble without Callisto’s supervision. (To be continued…)</span>
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Mon 11 Mar 2024 18:23:30 No. 5949154 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“You’re not in any shape to fight crime, anyway. Use this as an opportunity to take some much needed R&R.”</span> Cindy shook her head. <span class="mu-s">“I don’t know if I can afford to take a break. Not if there’s something big about to happen like you said.”</span> You placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. <span class="mu-r">“I know you’re young and have Khonshu fixing you up after each fight, but that fatigue is gonna build up all the same. Do yourself a favor and rest when you’re not training. You won’t regret it.”</span> you advised. Cindy stared down at her sling and sighed. <span class="mu-s">“...Fine. I’ll take it easy. It won’t take me that long to be fully healed. And as soon as I am, I’ll be right back out there.”</span> she promised. <span class="mu-r">“If that’s your decision, then I can’t stop you. Just try to remember to enjoy this time while you can. You’re only a teenager once in your life.”</span> you said, reaching up to tousle her hair. But before she could smack your hand away, you noticed a crucial detail that you hadn’t before. <span class="mu-r">“Did you get taller?”</span> <span class="mu-s">“Did I? I knew my clothes were starting to feel tight on me, but Wanda had me thinking that I'd been gaining weight.”</span> Cindy replied, sounding slightly relieved as she checked herself in a nearby mirror. <span class="mu-r">“Well, you do tend to inhale sweets whenever you manage to get your hands on them...”</span> She glared at your reflection in the mirror. <span class="mu-r">“You'd never know it by looking at you, though. I bet the other girls are <span class="mu-i">super</span> jealous.”</span> you quickly added. Cindy patted her stomach and frowned. <span class="mu-s">“...Maybe I'll run that obstacle course with Wanda, after all.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Does…this mean you'll be skipping the post workout FroYo this time?”</span> you asked cautiously. Cindy gave you a sullen nod. <span class="mu-s">“Yeah. Wanda gets mad when she sees me eating that stuff after a training session. She always says stuff like: ‘I’d blow up like a balloon if I ate like you.’”</span> You supposed that it would be fairly difficult to manage impulse control when you’ve lived in a bunker for most of your life. <span class="mu-r">“Welcome to the superhumanly high metabolism club. Up top!”</span> Cindy grinned and turned to high five you, but you both froze when you noticed Wanda giving you a cold look from across the room. <span class="mu-r">“Must be nice…”</span> You and Cindy quickly turned away from each other, pretending as if nothing had happened. Then, simultaneously, the two of you started making excuses for why you had to leave. You retreated from the run-down gym a minute later, swinging towards Central Park to meet up with the topside Morlocks. Hopefully, they weren’t getting into too much trouble without Callisto’s supervision. (To be continued…)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Mon 11 Mar 2024 18:26:20 No. 5949158 Report And that'll be it for this one! Thanks for playing, and I hope to see you in the next thread! If this thread is still up by the time I post the new one, then I'll link it here. If not, I'll link it in the QTG. I've gotta get in the habit of posting there more often, anyway. If you have any questions, concerns, or general comments, you'd probably be better off posting them in the next thread, since this one's about to fall off. I'll be archiving it shortly.
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>>5949158 >Thanks for playing no, thank you for QMing
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Mon 11 Mar 2024 19:19:05 No. 5949189 Report Quoted By:
>>5949184 >>5949184 >>5949184 New thread is up and running! Feel free to swing on over whenever you get the chance!
Also, the thread has been archived!
https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Max%20Spider%20Quest >>5949171 SAVED!