Previous Threads: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?searchall=homeless+mutant+questPastebins:http://pastebin.com/UuVeJFighttp://pastebin.com/98mpGLrhhttp://pastebin.com/PmF43Sr1http://pastebin.com/JYrcDPPkYou are John James Green, mutant vagrant.The water stretches out under your feet. The sky overhead it littered with stars – too many, almost, a great white moon seeming to draw them around itself, dragging them with it on its slow, pendulous journey through the black. The lake is clear and cool, its surface undisturbed for miles, trailing off into a mist that that hangs like a cloak over the horizon. Huge, dark shadows move deep below, and your footsteps linger as tiny, repeating ripples in your wake, like blips on a radar. Hints of recognizable architecture litter the surface – odd angles of this and that ruin, some of them far too small, others exaggerated to gargantuan proportions, little tidbits of Scar jutting up through the water.Somehow they seem worse for wear than they’ve ever been, overgrown and infested with broad, long-limbed trees and snaking mangroves. Old, dead leaves lie in matted clumps across their backs, slowly drifting down into the water, sinking like stones.You feel strangely at home. The ruins get thicker as you traverse the starry waters. The smell of fresh loam fills your nose, speaking of dark, rich earth, newly upturned and longtime waiting, undisturbed by the sun and untouched by the wind. There is a sense of living, of being in a place that breathes and grows and dies, but no sounds – not of wings beating or of paws scurrying through the dirt, nor voices in any language. You look back at the infinity of water behind you, at the mist clinging in the distance, and a sense of tense wakefulness settles in you – your skin prickling and your ears itching at the lack of sound.>[ ] Continue into the ruins.>[ ] Turn back over the lake.>[ ] Climb to high ground.>[ ] Write in.
>>41993982>[ ] Continue into the ruins.FINALLY! A dungeon crawl!
>>41993982>>[ ] Continue into the ruins.
>>41993982>>[ ] Climb to high ground.
>>41993982>[ ] Continue into the ruins.
>>41993982>[X] Climb to high ground.It's over [BZZZZZT], I have the high ground.
>>41993982>[ ] Continue into the ruins.>[ ] Write inLet loose our claws, wings, horns, fangs, etc.Have JJ open up and be himself.
>>41993982>>[X] Continue into the ruins.
Looks like you're gonna>[X] Continue into the ruins.
>>41994131what class is JJ in this dungeon crawl?Paladin?Rogue?Druid?
>>41994151monk. Heavily unoptimized monk, with dips into master of many forms, warrior and something psionic. but he's so high level it doesnt matter, he curbstomps anyway
>>41994151Rogue most likely.
>>41994179also shaman or druid levels
Turning your back on the endless expanse, you continue into the ruins. They cluster in closer, windows clogged with twisting bark, shadows of ash etched upon their walls. Long, sinuous vines loop their way from roof to roof, like clotheslines, decorated with tassels of ancient, damp fabric – torn, ragged shirts and old underwear. It clusters in closer, the walls closing in, until eventually you are aware of soft, damp earth yielding slightly under your feet. Roots run like bone through the mud. The trees almost outnumber of buildings now – they twist in and out of the tumbled structures, seeming to bear them down into the earth, reclaiming them. There is a sharp, cold breeze, but it has no voice, only a faint, insistent touch, lingering upon your cheeks and your hands, at the tips of your bare toes. As you press between the long, loping roots, you hear something move amidst the undergrowth – bones chattering and creaking in naked motion, ligaments stretching, breath bubbling through the air, persistent and hot. It moves parallel to you, crouching closer to the earth, to the trees, to the arched backs of the roots, skulking just out of sight. It smells of flesh blood and split marrow. You don’t feel so much as you know fear.>[ ] Chase after it.>[ ] Stand still.>[ ] Run.
>>41994245>>[ ] Chase after it.Get back here.
>>41994245>[X] Chase after it.
>>41994245>[ ] Chase after it.
>>41994245>>[ ] Stand still.
>>41994151JJ is a paladin (cavalier) who forgot his armour. And his sword.And his shield.And his horse.Probably his belt too.
>>41994245>[ ] Chase after it.daddy told us to not afraid of anything
>>41994245>>[ ] Chase after it.
>[X] Chase after it.Writing.
So this is a dream or something, right?
>>41994335But Frank! Stealing is a crime!
>>41994335>costume>anything but being wreathed in a mantle of flameDo you even T4?
>sidequest 3 won't be completed
>>41994420Maybe when we finally meet Joyce, we get to revisit it before continuing Main quest?
>(1/2)You bolt into the undergrowth, ferns thrashing at your side, wind coursing along your spine, following its ragged scent. It twists and slips through the ruins, staying constantly ahead, moving in careful, precise bursts of shadow, joints cracking against one another, fresh, red blood flicking across the loti and lilies in its wake. At some point you forget that your hands are hands, clawing frantically through the dirt, bounding from ruin to ruin, your heart pounding in your chest. Eventually, it leads you through a thick, dark briar, nettles scraping at your arms as you squeeze through the tangle, coming to a broad, open clearing, the ground littered with junk and bones – bits of old toothbrush and shattered glasses, broken toys, cheap phones. You hear bones click and snap all around you, long, many-limbed shapes moving in the dark. They close in a rush of bloodied motion.
>(2/2)>HOMELESS MUTANT QUEST: CHAPTER TWOYou awaken with a start, the sweat cold against your brow. The sky overhead is red and huge, midday clouds arrayed like long, dark trips of scar tissue. You’re on your back, nestled against the wall of one of the many skeletonized buildings that dot the scar, a thin layer of frost gleaming across your jumper. Someone’s poking your cheek with stick. “Hey.” Young, drawling voice. “Are you dead?” You shake your head slowly, glancing up. There’s a kid squatting nearby, watching you intently. He can’t be any older than ten or eleven, with dark, matted hair and eyes of perfect, opaque black. You remember last night. Leland. Coming back, feeling drunk with power and purpose. You must’ve crashed somewhere in the Scar.You’re kinda surprised you slept through the cold. “No.” You grunt, heaving yourself up. “I’m not dead.” You look out across the Scar. The land dips slightly at your feet, giving you a middling view of the vast, grey expanse. Smoke rises from one of the old estates in the distance, spreading out across the sky as it rises, becoming little more than a wisp of slowly-dying warmth.>NEMI>Present Time: 10:11 AM>Hunger Level: 3>Current Funds: $1,095>Solar Charge: 3/5>[ ] Ask the kid where he’s from.>[ ] Head back to the station.>[ ] Walk around the Scar a little.>[ ] Write in.
>>41994672>>[ ] Ask the kid where he’s from.
>>41994672>CHAPTER TWOChapter THREE.Fuck this gay Earth.
>>41994672>[ ] Ask the kid where he’s from.Then>[ ] Head back to the station.
>>41994696Are you sure?
>>41994672>[ ] Ask the kid where he’s from.>[ ] Walk around the Scar a little.
>>41994672>[X] Ask the kid where he’s from.>41994696ya blew it.
>>41994717It is supposed to be Chapter Three.
>>41994696You are the blood
>>41994672>>[x] Ask the kid where he’s from.
>>41994672>[ ] Head back to the station.
>>41994672>[x] Walk around the Scar a little.Have a good one kiddo.>>41994696What, no title yet?
>>41994672No one's gonna say anything about the image? Cause I'm confused as hell.
>>41994774I love it.>>41994808>What, no title yet?See>>41994672>NEMI
>>41994672>[ ] Ask the kid where he’s from.
>>41994672>Ask the kid where he’s from.
>>41994672> [ ] Ask the kid what year it is
You glance down at the kid. It’s kinda hard to tell if he’s actually looking at you or not – no pupils, no sclera, just black. He’s wearing old, ratty shorts and a light T-shirt that looks like it’s gone through the digestive tract of at least three thrift stores, the Captain America shield on its front beginning to lose its stars. “Where’re you from?” You ask. He points down at one of the ruins nearby – an old apartment complex slumping into another. “I live with Audrey.” He explains.Right. Well, you have no idea who that is.“Okay.” You blink, reevaluating his attire. Looks kinda light. “Aren’t you cold?” He shakes his head slowly. “I don’t feel the cold.”Oh. Okay. >[ ] See if he needs to be walked back home or whatever.>[ ] “Well, uh, bye.” Go home.>[ ] Go for walkies.>[ ] Write in.
>>41994875>>[ ] “Well, uh, bye.” Go home.
>>41994808The chapter's title is NEMI.
>>41994875>[X] “Well, uh, bye.” Go home.
>>41994875>>[ ] See if he needs to be walked back home or whatever.Karma points!
>>41994875>[ ] See if he needs to be walked back home or whatever.
>>41994875>See if he needs to be walked back home or whatever.
>>41994875>[ ] See if he needs to be walked back home or whatever.>[ ] Go for walkies.
>>41994875This is suspicious as fuck.>Eyebeams.
>>41994875>[ ] Write in>[ ] Do a proper damn introduction.Give him your name, at least, and ask for his. Just because we're a hobo doesn't mean we have to be impolite.
>>41994890A quick google search reveals that Nemi is the name of a Norwegian comic strip.The Norwegians are going to invade New York!
>>41994926Yeah, sure, sounds good.
>>41994936I blame Thor
>>41994875>>[ ] See if he needs to be walked back home or whatever.
>>41994875>[x] “Well, uh, bye.” Go home.Gotta check with Nori. She looked like steam would be coming off her ears last time we were home. Let's include her in our next outing. Plus, Healing Vitae, never too many ghouls and all that.
>>41994936Nemi Refers to this:https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rex_Nemorensis
>>41994936Pbbtfftt. That's much better than anything I've got planned.Looks like we're going with>[X] See if he needs to be walked back home or whatever.
>>41994936Uh, guysII don't
>>41994875>>[X] “Well, uh, bye.” Go home.
>>41994875>[ ] See if he needs to be walked back home or whatever.And if we still have a cellphone on us, then >[ ] Call Laura or another of the gang to touch base with them
>>41994875>>41994926This plus >[ ] See if he needs to be walked back home or whatever.
>>41994980I have been looking forward to a Typhon chapter.
“You heading home?” He blinks slowly, in a motion that seems almost amphibian. “Not really.” Huh, alright. “Well…” You glance out over the Scar. You don’t feel quite as driven, as precise, as you did last night. Instead, you’re just somewhat restless. “Mind showing me where you’re holding down?” He shrugs impassively, making his way down toward the ruins. You check your phone on the way. Still nothing from Peter. You thought the revelation that he’d a superhero would prompt some form of contact eventually, but apparently not. Maybe he’s in Spider-denial.After a bit of coaxing, you get his name out of him. He’s called Sam and he’s ten years old. He can create fog, apparently. “You seem like a Rex.” He says, as you approach the shadow the old apartments. “Like Tyrannosaurus Rex.” “Because of the scaly bits?” You smile, faking a small amount of indignation. “That’s discrimination against lizards.” “Oh.” He replies, softly. “I am very sorry.” “Uh, no, it’s just a”– As you pass under the tilted ruins, you hear voices up ahead. Someone’s managed to get a bunch of plastic shower curtains hung up between awkward poles of bent rebar, shadows moving behind them. There are also bathtubs everywhere, for some reason. “…safe to say that you would describe your living conditions as harsh?” It’s a female voice, mid-thirties, slight Indian accent. You’re not sure where from, exactly, just that this person probably speaks Hindi. “Well, I dunno about harsh…” Another girl. Younger, American. Probably a New Yorker. “…maybe, let’s see… grueling? Arduous? Arduous sounds good.” There’s at least two back there others, both male. You think you can smell electronics running.>[ ] Leave. >[ ] Stay.
>>41994919Second. Light this fucker up.
>>41995153>[ ] Stay."What's with all the bathtubs?"
>>41995153>>[ ] Stay.
>>41995153>[ ] Stay.
>>41995153>[x] Leave.Kids in good hands. They even got running water for fucks sake.
>>41995182I was thinking social worker, or Xmen/Brotherhood recruiter
>>41995153>[ ] StayEh why not
>>41995153>stayHey, is there mad science going on in there?
>>41994964>>41994992I don't get it.
>>41995153>[ ] LeaveWe're still in our super suit! Well have to dress much better before conversing with the press, or our identity as The Vagrant will be blown!
>>41995220Or a reporter.>>41995227Or they're making bombs/drugs.
>>41995153>It’s a female voice, mid-thirties, slight Indian accent.>>41995220Kavita Rao?
>>41995255>Kavita Rao?She is a genecists, she might be of help to Kevin if its her.
>[X] StayAppears to be the consensus.Writing.Swear to god, the captcha keeps asking for pie when there is no pie. I cannot select fucking nonexistent pie, captcha.
>>41995363Crusty, select the pie inside your heart.
>>41995363It wants pie and whatever looks like pie.
>>41995363TRY SELECTING ANYTHING REMOTELY PASTRY-LIKE
>>41995363I've had it tell me to select candy and one of the correct choices was Chinese Checkers.
>>41995363>pick the signs>it counts mailbox as a sign
>>41995363Maybe it also accepts figurative or metaphorical pie? Or perhaps numerical pi?
>>41995274isn't she initially anti-mutant?
>>41995528every X-men villain must join the team at least once
>>41995411We'll remove that newfaggery, anon. One day Captcha will include waifu selections.
>>41995559>Select all the images with BEST GIRL
>>41995555Wait, she wants to cure mutation for people who kill themselves over their power or whose powers are uncontrollable like the girl who projects her nightmares.She and Doctor Nemesis wound up having a thing I think.Huh, Nemesis would be amazing in this quest. If only to shout obscenities while shooting Typhon in the face.
>>41995586>please try again>GODDAMMIT CAPTCHA RICKY IS BEST GIRL SOMA SAID SO HIMSELF
Sam walks up to the farthest curtain, lifting it aside slightly. Behind it, one of them perched on the side of an empty bathtub, is one clearly mutant teenager and three much cleaner, much more official looking types – the kind that set your nerves at edge almost immediately. The girl is basically a fish. Or an eel, actually – her skin has that kind of shiny, wet texture to it, a greyish tone to its coloration. Her hair is long and black and billows slightly as if underwater, and her shirt clings to her chest as if she’s constantly slightly wet.She fixes you with a bright, milky-white stare. “Oh, hey!” She chirps, sliding off the edge of the bathtub. “You here for a bath?” You sniff at yourself. “Uh. No.” “…He followed me home.” Says Sam, his voice low, almost disinterested. “Oh. Well them, goodu jobbu!” What. She beams down at him, giving him a thumbs up. “Increasing awareness is a step toward a healthy customer base!” You glance over her shoulder at the others. Like you thought, one of them is an Indian woman, her hair tied back into a tight bun, a pair of slimly-framed glasses resting upon her nose. She regards you with a quiet, sharp air of appraisal, like she’s putting the parts of you together in her head. You get the distinct impression that she’s wearing a suit underneath her puffy jacket. Beside her is a guy with a camera and a much broader, taller fellow, his stance suggestive of barely-restrained muscle. You can taste the gun holstered under his jacket.>[ ] “What’s up with the bathtubs?” >[ ] “You should watch the kid more closely. There are some real weirdos out there.”>[ ] “What’s going on here?”>[ ] Cameras make you nervous. Time to leave.>[ ] Write in.
>>41995617>>[ ] “What’s going on here?”"Everything alright?"
>>41995617>[ ] “What’s up with the bathtubs?” How much do you charge?>>[ ] “What’s going on here?”
>>41995617>[X] “What’s up with the bathtubs?”
>>41995617>[ ] “What’s going on here?”
>>41995617>[ ] “You should watch the kid more closely. There are some real weirdos out there.”>[ ] Cameras make you nervous. Time to leave.Weirdos like us! We, the proud few with the anon gene!
>>41995617>You should watch the kid more closely. There are some real weirdos out there>What's going on here?
>>41995617>[ ] “You should watch the kid more closely. There are some real weirdos out there.”>[ ] “What’s going on here?”
>>41995617>[ ] Write in>Grab the camera. Oh shit, National Geographic found us. Sorry, we really don't want our large hobble of mutants being made into a TV special.
>[ ] Cameras make you nervous. Time to leave.''see ya Sam''Do NOT make an scene. Don't ruin their shot.>muggas opening an onsen j-just like in my japanese animes...
RAO!It begins. Soon we shall meet the best dressed Mutant Geneticist Nazi Hunter to ever live! POSSIBLY WITH AN EMPATHIC STARFISH STUCK TO HIS HEAD THAT BROADCASTS HIS INNER THOUGHTS TO AN UNDESERVING WORLD!
>he followed me home>camerasHave a seat right there
>>41995617>>[ ] “You should watch the kid more closely. There are some real weirdos out there.”>>[ ] “What’s going on here?”
>>41995710>they just want a better shot of JJ's assThey cannot broadcast that! They might think we're spoderman!
>>41995617>[ ] “What’s up with the bathtubs?” Remember, as of now we're pretty clean, and so long as whatever shit they're pulling is harmless I'm all for it. Hell, you guys do know we've supported the concept of gangs ruling here so long as they sell conventional drugs only, profiteering and entrepreneurial movements are fine too. If she wants to sell used bathtubs or buy rubble its fine.
>>41995617>[ ] Cameras make you nervous. Time to leave.
I am having a flash forward to Joyce being told to watch a documentary special in a hotel room somewhere and almost breaking the TV when she see's JJ on camera.>>41995746Humanitarian types like to broadcast their efforts to encourage help and donations. Just hope to god they don't clue in to how many mutants there actually are.
Looks like >[X] “You should watch the kid more closely. There are some real weirdos out there.”>[X] “What’s going on here?”are the winners. Writan.
“You should watch your kid more closely.” You say, glancing down at the rows of bathtubs. What’s she even doing with them? “There’re some real weirdos out there.” “Pffft.” She grins lopsidedly. You notice a set of gills fanning open along her neck. “You know, that’s how the serial killer always introduces themselves, before everyone knows they’re the killer.” You raise a hand in counterpoint, but find that you have no counterpoint. She’s right. “Just keep it in mind.” You mutter, glancing back up at the Indian woman, whose eyes are still fixed on you. Is that camera pointing on your direction now? “…What’s going on here?” “Oh!” The eel girl – you’re going to assume that this is Audrey from now on – perks up onto her tiptoes for a moment. “These guys’re just”– “Kavita Rao.” Interrupts the older woman, stepping forwards slightly to hold out her hand. You give it a suspicious glance. “I’m working with the ICRC on this case. We’re providing a case that humanitarian aid is necessary here.” “The eye-see-are-what?” “The Red Cross.” She has a curt, sharp edge to her voice. Sounds tired. Like the kind of tired that doesn’t go away after a night’s sleep. “I assume you know”– “Y-yeah, yeah…” You have a vague idea. People from Geneva. “I thought… I thought you guys only got involved in, like, third world stuff…” “Yes, well…” She sniffs quietly, glancing around at the rubble-strewn floor, her eyes lingering for a moment on the rows of dusty old bathtubs.Oh. >[ ] “You shouldn’t be here, you’ll just make things worse.”>[ ] “Uh um okay then bye.” Leave.>[ ] “Why’re you suddenly interested in this place?” >[ ] “That sounds GREAT will this mean food and stuff?” >[ ] Write in.
>>41996007>>[ ] “Why’re you suddenly interested in this place?”
>>41996007>[ ] “You shouldn’t be here, you’ll just make things worse.”>[ ] “Why’re you suddenly interested in this place?”
>>41996007>>[ ] “Why’re you suddenly interested in this place?”i mean, this kinda stuff has been happening long before the mutants big trafficking escape, why is it a thing now?
>>41996007>[ ] “Why’re you suddenly interested in this place?”>[ ] Write in.you should all pack a gun, not just the big dude
>>41996007>[ ] “Why’re you suddenly interested in this place?” Remember, the red cross is in Syria and The DR. Congo, they're not going to be dissuaded by us.
>>41996007>>>[ ] “Why’re you suddenly interested in this place?”maximum paranoia.
>[X] “Why’re you suddenly interested in this place?”Writing.
I'm guessing she read the Urich article and put two and two together.
>>41996007>[x] Write in."if a lot of us weren't mutants, this would be FANTASTIC, as is though, we'd have to worry about things like MCA intervention. I've met what passes for civic leaders around here, it might be best to confer with them; combined coordination might be for the best because everyone has different things in abundance.">jolly cooperation and whatnot>>41996127GOD DAMMIT well I guess I'm just slow today.
>>41996007>>[ ] “You shouldn’t be here, you’ll just make things worse.”Tell them to go visit the mutant interment camps. Those things are actually legalized.
>>41996153Its not exactly a secret that there are muggas in the scar
>>41996162>>jolly cooperation and whatnot>with that JQ tier writeinyeah nah i'll pass
>>41996191it is a p. bad write in
>>41996191>JQ tier writeinwhat mean you by this?>>41996199how is it bad?I see no real reason it isn't at least plausible...
You take her hand, and immediately notice the surprised expression forming behind her glasses. “Interesting handwear.” She notes, glancing down at the white, synthetic glove on your hand. Crap – you forgot you were wearing that. You don’t respond, just chide yourself inwardly and deflect. “Why’re you guys suddenly interested in this place?” You think a certain amount of paranoia is appropriate here. To her credit, Ms. Rao (she seems like Ms.) seems accustomed to a certain level of hostility, and doesn’t skip a beat. “Reports of mutants living in this area have steadily risen over the past month. It makes sense, considering the incident at the docks.” Yeah. That thing. “The proper authorities have yet to take action, but a high number mutants living in squalor is of interest to the ICRC, for obvious reasons. Few communities of mutants can form in the US without being broken up or dispersed, and those that do generally exist in a poor state.” She pauses, and adds: “I myself am not a Red Cross. I’m working with them because mutation is an interest of mine, as is charity.” That last bit makes you a little wary. “You’re a doctor or something?” “I have a doctorate.” She states, flatly. “I’m a geneticist.” Like dad. Like Typhon. She keeps going: “Would you be interested in providing a statement?” >[ ] “No.” >[ ] “Sure.”>[ ] “Why are you interested in mutation?” >[ ] Leave.>[ ] Write in.
>>41996007>[ ] Just try not to draw to much attention with the MCA and don't antagonize the people in charge around here.
>>41996275>>[ ] “Why are you interested in mutation?”
>>41996275>[ ] “Why are you interested in mutation?”>[ ] "Sure.">[ ] Write in."Ever hear of Doctor Green? What do you think of him?"
>>41996275>>[ ] “No.”>[ ] “Why are you interested in mutation?” >why are you here, not helping in the goddamn concentration camps?
>>41996275>[ ] “Why are you interested in mutation?”
>>41996307veto veto veto why the fuck would some random bum know anything about that, that pretty much puts a big red bullseye saying 'we know important shit' on our skull
>>41996326What important shit?All that shows is that we read about a cool geneticist named Doctor Green.
>>41996275>>[ ] “Why are you interested in mutation?”>>[ ] “Why are you interested in mutation?”>>[ ] “Why are you interested in mutation?”
>>41996275>[ ] “Why are you interested in mutation?”>>41996307No
>>41996312>why are you here, not helping in the goddamn concentration camps?Seconded.
>>41996307waaaay to specific
>>41996275>>[ ] “No.” >>[ ] “Why are you interested in mutation?”Kinda kinky, eh?
>[x] “...Sure.”THERE'S BUT ONE KING IN THE FOREST
>>41996307let's get to know her better before spilling our vulnerable, vulnerable guts before she decides that the best way to develop an anti-mutation serum would be to reverse-engineer a mutation serum. y'know, because we're the sample.the paranoia train has no brakes.
>>41996326>>41996351>>41996381>>41996391Yeah, I kinda jumped the gun there.
Seems like you're asking>[X] “Why are you interested in mutation?”Does anyone else want to also ask about Joshua Green?
>>41996389...King of the Bongo Bong?
>>41996400Negative. Not until we have more information about this lady.
>>41996400I'm the guy who asked.Let's have that be an option after we hear her reasons for genetics & mutations.
>>41996400No thanks, not yet.Maybe ask about typhon though.
>>41996400not quite yet, it seems. we'll see.
>>41996275>>[ ] Write in.Did you know a Dr. Green?
Okay, so no Dr. Green yet.Writing.
>>41996400Nah, let's see what she has to say first before we consider it.
You don’t give that much thought. In fact, you don’t even bother with an answer. You have questions, after all, and you like to get those straightened out before you start handing out anything of yourself.“Why’re you interested in mutation?” You can’t help but sound a little accusatory. Probably because most people with an interest in mutation are mostly just interested in finding the right jackboots to step on you with. Current research seems to have indicated that big, purple, robot boots are the best answer anyone’s provided to that line of questioning. “X-gene mutation is one of the most unpredictable genetic conditions to have emerged in recent years.” She states, apparently unfazed. “There are few geneticists without a passing interest in it. It poses a question that needs answering.” >[ ] You don’t like the sound of ‘genetic condition’. You think you’ll decline that statement. >[ ] Fair enough. You’ll provide a statement.>[ ] Whatever, you should leave.>[ ] Ask her about your dad.>[ ] Ask her about Typhon.>[ ] Write in.
>>41996578>>[ ] Fair enough. You’ll provide a statement.
>>41996578>[ ] Fair enough. You’ll provide a statement."But don't throw around the word 'condition' lightly"
>>41996578Well that didn't answer the fucking question at all.Evasive little shit!
>>41996578>[x] Fair enough. You’ll provide a statement.
>>41996578>[ ] Write in.And just what question is that?
>>41996578"But why are YOU interested in it Ms. Rao? Enough to actually come down here and ask us directly."
>>41996578>[ ] Fair enough. You’ll provide a statement.>>41996627Seconded
>>41996578>>[ ] Write in.A passing interest does not justify her presence here, or the way she specifically talked about it. Point this out to her.There is obviously more to this that she lets on. Try to coerce that info out of her.
>>41996578>>[ ] You don’t like the sound of ‘genetic condition’. You think you’ll decline that statement.A "passing interest" isn't going into unknown territory to study potentially dangerous people.Pls. Your ulterior motive is showing.
>>41996578>[ ] Fair enough. You’ll provide a statement.>[ ] Write in."but, as a mutant, I'd like to hide my identity a little before I do, or preferably make my statement off camera entirely."then make a statement regarding conditions stressing the peaceful intent to live as legally as possible in the city as a community.
>this many anons not being stupiddid I just swap places with my Earth-3 counterpart?
We seem torn between >[ ] Fair enough. You’ll provide a statement.and people who want to press harder on Kavita's intentions. So, secondary vote: >[ ] Fair enough. You’ll provide a statement.>[ ] Dig dig dig.
>>41996695>>[ ] Dig dig dig.>>41996631
>>41996695>>[ ] Dig dig dig.
>>41996695>[ ] Dig dig dig.
>>41996695>>>[ ] Dig dig dig.
>>41996695>[ ] Dig dig dig.a flatscan that doesn't want to shoot me on sight is rarity for me
>>41996695>>[ ] Fair enough. You’ll provide a statement.
>[x] Fair enough. You’ll provide a statement.Smack dab in mutant country and you don't even bother to butter up the reply. Lady you got some balls."My friend Audrey here tries to offer what my people need the most. Comfort, stability, a little bit of love even. But without further mutant economic integration her efforts are doomed to fail. Mutants only require 2 things to live, home and work."You can make a difference, write to your congressman etc
>>41996723But she's not our friend.
>>41996723Stop it with the fucking writeins you shitter.
>[X] JJ plays dig dug.>Persuasion Check>DC16>+1 modifier
>>41996723>tfw Audrey could be eating people alive and we don't know it>because we don't fucking know herBruh. Pls. You'll get someone killed with those assumptions!
Rolled 10 + 1 (1d20 + 1)>>41996759pls
Rolled 6 + 1 (1d20 + 1)>>41996759
Rolled 10 + 1 (1d20 + 1)>>41996723That sounds really fake, Anon.>>41996759Rolling
Rolled 7 (1d20)>>41996759rollin
Rolled 5 + 1 (1d20 + 1)>>41996759
Rolled 7 + 1 (1d20 + 1)>>41996749If you have something better then by all means, go ahead.
Rolled 14 + 1 (1d20 + 1)>>41996759
>>41996759Boost it with solar power
>>41996766>>41996767>>41996769So we learn nothing about the shady lady who wants to study mutants.Still want to be friendly with her?
>>41996778I don't have anything better to add, which is why I don't post autistic writeins, you asswipe.
Unfortunate. Oh well.
Rolled 6 + 1 (1d20 + 1)>>41996759Rollan'!
>>41996766>>41996767>>41996769>>41996775>>41996776>>41996778Crack my bitch up
>>41996766>>41996767>>41996769>>41996775>>41996776>>41996778>>41996779EVERYTHING IS SHIIIIIIIIT
>>41996788Only powers can be boosted.
>>41996811>boost agility to 6>flash her our better-than-Spidey buttocks>persuasion: success
>>41996834The fuck is Blade doing there?I swear he isn't Marvel.
>>41996769Sensationalism statement, he did nuffin won need more money for dem programs.
>>41996868Blade was created for Marvel in the 70sthey dumped off film rights in the 90s so they wouldn't go belly up.I think Marvel got them back though
>>41996868Vague recollections of Spidey cartoons as a kid tell me that he is. They also tell me he's a douche.
JJ is the best at first impressionsDr. Kavita Rao, JJ is going to befriend the shit out of you!
>>41996766>11>shamefur dispray“That’s not an answer.” You say, a little annoyed. Maybe you raise your voice a bit, because you notice the big guy in the back shift his weight slightly. You ignore it. “Why’re you interested? You.” At first she seems a little taken aback, possibly not expecting you to call her, but her expression flattens out almost immediately. Just like that, you can pretty much hear her windows and doors closing – she shuts you out. “That’s personal.” Yeah? “Then I don’t have a statement for you.” You reply, your brow creasing. Turning to leave, you pause for a moment. “You should all be carrying a gun, by the way. Not just the big guy.” With that, you head out.Red Cross, huh? You can’t help but wonder what the Corsairs – or, shit, the Hellions – will think of that.>[ ] Wander around the Scar a bit.>[ ] Head home.>[ ] Head out and check the newspapers. You did… finish… a crime lord last night.>[ ] Write in.
I'm guessing the muscle is gonna pull a gun on us.
>>41996940>[ ] Wander around the Scar a bit.
>>41996940>>[ ] Head out and check the newspapers. You did… finish… a crime lord last night.
>>41996940>[ ] Head out and check the newspapers. You did… finish… a crime lord last night.that scrap book isn't going to make itself
>>41996940>>[ ] Head home.
>>41996940>[ ] Head home.>[ ] Head out and check the newspapers. You did… finish… a crime lord last night.>[ ] Write in.messages to the corsairs and YXM"suspicious red-cross lady doing interviews."
>>41996940>>[ ] Head home.Gotta see if Kevin has improved and if he's got any help yet.
>>41996940>>[ ] Head home.>>[ ] Head out and check the newspapers. You did… finish… a crime lord last night.Grab a paper then head home
>>41996940>[ ] Head home.Papers probably wouldn't get wind of Owl just yet.
>>41996940>[x] Head out and check the newspapers. You did… finish… a crime lord last night.Get a thermo of coffee-colombian the good shit-, a box of donuts and then head home for celebratory breakfast? brunch?
>>41996940>Big Guy Head out and check the newspapers. You did… finish… a crime lord last night.
>[X] Head out and check the newspapers. You did… finish… a crime lord last night.Writing.
>>41997021The fuck is that even from?
>>41997036Also throw a text about the Red Cross people to the Hellions, YXM, & the Corsairs if we can.
maybe after we break the ice with Pete, we could ask him to look into Kavita Raomaybe ask Moony too
>>41997076pfft. no. stop supporting your own write-ins nobody else supported.
>>41997110I didn't write that one.
>>41997101Shit, I keep forgetting we have a Moon Phone. Does it have anything on her?
>>41997127It has internet even if it doesn't list her as a criminal.
>>41996848Crusty has already confirmed that our booty can't get any firmer that way.
>>41997188>that waywhat I'm taking away from this is that our booty can still get firmer somehow.
>>41997226Probably agility 6 and more strength, both of which require T3.
>>41997226Genetic mimicry 5Get samples from Spiderman, Spiderwoman and Plastic Man
You feel restless – the station, safe and warm and cozy as it is, seems far too claustrophobic for your current state of mind. To be honest, being underground has never sat exactly well with you; just having a roof over your head feels awkward, let alone several meters of solid concrete. You make your way out of the Scar, onto the streets, nosing your way around in search of a paper. It doesn’t take long to track down someone peddling a Bugle – you’re pretty well acquainted with their spots, after all – and you drop a few dollars on the big issue, grabbing a coffee from a nearby stand to help wash the news down. As expected, the headline is “THE OWL DISAPPEARS” You find a nice corner and give it a thumb-through.It never straight up calls Leland a crime lord – it says stuff like ‘implicated’ and ‘suspected’ a lot, which makes sense, you guess. Apparently, his place was under FBI surveillance during the attack, and they stormed the place soon after. One bit in particular sticks out:>“While the identity of Mr. Owlsley’s kidnappers remains unknown, witnesses claiming to be Leland’s private security have stated that a mutant was involved in the attack.” Huh. Don’t know if you like that being there.>Present Time: 11:40 AM>Hunger Level: 3>Current Funds: $1,090>Solar Charge: 3/5>[ ] Grab some food.>[ ] Pick up [insert] while you’re out here.>[ ] Head back to the station.>[ ] Write in.
>>41997268>>[ ] Head back to the station.
>>41997268>[ ] Grab some food.Pizza! Supreme Pizza
>>41997268>[ ] Grab some food.>[ ] Head back to the station afterwards.Also get good food. Live a little.
>>41997268>[ ] Head back to the station.>[ ] Write in.>>41997127
>>41997268>>[ ] Grab some food.Take the edge off, then back home.
>>41997268>>[ ] Write in.Hit up Laura and ask if she's had lunch yet and if she wants us to pick her something up.Then>[ ] Grab some food.>[ ] Head back to the station.
Didn't Laura need like new jeans or something?
>>41997268>[ ] Grab some food.>[ ] Pick up new clothes while you’re out here.>[ ] Head back to the station.
>>41997314she should start wearing skirtseasier access and less ripping
>>41997268>>[ ] Pick up [insert] while you’re out here.Pants for Laura
>>41997339Bit cold for skirts in winter, but i suppose we could always get her tights as well.
>>41997357Just sit down all the time and let her sit on our lap.Why, that's a fool-proof plan!
>>41997386Only if they're for JJ.
>>41997433>yoga pants>a.k.a. give me attention pants>a.k.a. I was too lazy to put on real pants, but didn't want to put on sweatpants so I could look at least a little sporty, pants>a.k.a. half the people wearing these should never wear these pants.>a.k.a. I'm actually at the gym wearing these, stop being a prick, you fucking faggot, pants.
So what do you think Typhon is gonna do when he learns that Ms.Rao is on the prowl in his forest?
Ditching the paper, you wrack your brain for reasons to stay outside a little longer, and manage to find a few. The first is that you’re hungry. You remedy this with a quick stop in a nearby fatburger, making sure to keep your hood very much up. You can’t help but find it a little galling that people are willing to walk into the place looking all kinds of loathsome, but apparently a set of overly-long ears is like way over the line duuuude. Scarfing down the meal (you basically ordered whatever was cheapest – some kinda crispy chicken thing with fat ass fries), you head out along the high street, plucking up the courage to enter one of those big, fancy places that sells girl clothes. Laura kinda needs a new pair of pants.You feel a nervous shiver pass down your spine as you make your way in, the central heating slowly brushing the frost from your hoodie. Oh Christ. There’s multiple floors to this place.>Hunger Level: 2>Current Funds: $1,085>[ ] Just buy pants. Those are probably on the first floor.>[ ] Get a skirt and some tights too. >[ ] You’re ready for the true shopping. Look for something else [insert].>[ ] Write in.
>>41997471Grant her a warm welcome.
>>41997386As sexy as it would be, let's not. It would bring too much unwanted attention to the group.
>>41997467Are you saying you don't want Laura in socially acceptable skintight clothing?
>>41997484>>[ ] Get a skirt and some tights too.
>>41997484>>[ ] Just buy pants. Those are probably on the first floor.
>>41997484>[x] Get a skirt and some tights too.Feels good with disposable income.
>>41997484>[ ] Buy pants. Those are probably on the first floor.>>[ ] Get a skirt and some tights too....does JJ even know Laura's size, or is that one of those things I've forgotten?
>>41997484>[ ] Just buy pants. Those are probably on the first floor.
>>41997484>Yoga pants>Not for Laura, for you. They're great lounging around clothes
>>41997489A leotard is socially acceptable.Depending on where you are.Nudity is socially acceptable.Depending on where you are.Fuck, the setting matters, again!?>>41997484>fatburgerFUCK! The only one around here closed recently! Son of a bitch!>[ ]Buy pants. Those are probably on the first floor.>[ ] Get a skirt and some tights too. Ah, go for it.
>>41997484>[ ] Just buy pants. Those are probably on the first floor.I don't think we should be advertising we have money.
>>41997484>[ ] Just buy pants. Those are probably on the first floor.>>41997522>..does JJ even know Laura's size,Just right for his dick.
>>41997484>[ ] Just buy pants. Those are probably on the first floor.We can bring the skirt and tights suggestion up in person, or when we next take her shopping.
I'm gonna post some reasons for Laura to keep wearing pants only.
>>41997533>FUCK! The only one around here closed recently! Son of a bitch!One just opened near my place.
>>41997484>[ ] Get a skirt and some tights too. >[ ] You’re ready for the true shopping. Look for something else (sundress).Is it too late to get healthy food and vitamins?
>[x] Just buy pants. Those are probably on the first floor.>[x] You’re ready for the true shopping. Look for something else [insert].Sports equipment. A Bat, and bows+arrows. They sell those in the places that have camping gear right?something for the Tunnel Snakes maybe?
>>41997578I'm going to drown you in grease from the stove-tops.Oh XXXL burgers, I miss eating you to show off!
>>41997578We have fatburgers in britain?
>>41997600Haven't we had this conversation before? WE ARE THE WEAPON.
>>41997614>>41997578there's a Fatburger in PakistanFatburger is west coast chain here in the states though
>>41997600Be aware that a quality bow will cost significant money.Who wants to do this?>>41997614There's like two in all of London.
>>41997627Even a bunch of baseball balls or bearing balls would do in a pinch, and pack a bit more punch than just a rock.Or my original suggestion, butterfly paperclips
>>41997641I vote for it.Or at least a good, heavy bat and some balls.
>>41997578I am just now learning that fatburgers is really a thing.>>41997600That image is just horrifying.Those shoes do not work with those trousers. At all.
>>41997641no to bows
>>41997641I'm up for going to a home depot and picking up a bag-full of ball bearings and some wrenches and shit.Construction grade tools ain't nothing to fuck withnot that home depot sells the highest quality shit, anyway.
>>41997641Ah well. Im in the desolate north so.I am fine with the ball bearings idea, not keen on bow and arrows.
>>41997670Same, I thought it was just a made up thing Crusty came up with, but this thread is steadily correcting that assumption.
>>41997641I'm gonna say no to the bowSuper strength don't want to break it.
>>41997641we shoot lasers for freedon't need a bow
no. spend it onsomething sensible like a vacuum cleaner instead, you morons.
>>41997641I vote we beg moon moon for one
>>41997678If we're going for that sort of thing, forget the balls. Just get wrenches. Wrenches are notably better throwing weapons, have superior melee capabilities, and can be used to fix shit.
Okay a lot of people want different stuff, so I'm going to make a post about this. Writing.
>>41997749Wrenches are also harder to hide, take up more space, and are far easier to break.
>>41997641No bow. I don't know the math, but I'm pretty sure with our strength we can out-shoot any modern bow.
marbles should be cheaper and easier to acquire than ball bearings
Or, y'know, eye lasers, also we dont like crowded places. Lets get some cheap-ass pants and GTFO back to our friends
>>41997641Depends on the exact price. What kind of price range are we looking at?
>>41997800>Or, y'know, eye lasers,Which are not stealthy or silent.
Oh god, JJ is going to come home with arrows, a wrench, BBs, a feather duster... basically the components for the most schizophrenic superhero gear set ever. And he'll carry it all in plastic store bags, because he is, The Vagrant.
>>41997810Same anon here. I personally favor marbles and ball bearings as they're less noticeable.
>>41997822>dude with a bunch of really random shit walks by, also carrying women's clothing>cops will do nothing about it
>>41997822>Oh hey, I'm Vagrant, a bum with a fucking bowbetter than spiderman
>>41997850Except JJ's not buying one, as only one person said yes to the bow question,
>>41997850Wait, Green Arrow?Hawkeye?Shit.We're shit.WEhat'll it be is "The Vagrant", a homeless mutant who can use anything and everything on the streets as a weapon, and will do so.Manhole covers, street signs, bricks, abandoned vehicles, trashcans and random vision obscuring refuse and litter!
You briefly consider a skirt, maybe some tights to go with it, but the prospect of making your way up to the second floor is a little too daunting for you – you’re just a man, dammit. You weren’t designed for this. Second floor shopping seems a little advanced. Instead, you just pick out a few sets of jeans. It never ceases to surprise you that there are like a whole thirty different types of ‘small’. You’re willing to bet that, whatever the official numbers on Laura’s sizes are, they’re mostly in the area of ‘smallest’, and make your choices appropriately. After a brief, nervous exchange with the girl at the counter, you are the owner of two sets of very skinny jeans. >Current Funds: $1,045As you make your way back out into the street, it strikes you that there are a few other items you’ve been considering…>[ ] Composite bow ($200+)>[ ] Compound bow ($300+)>[ ] A fucking longbow ($300+)>(everything after this point is much less expensive)>[ ] Metal bat.>[ ] Some big, heavy ball bearings.>[ ] A set of wrenches. >[ ] Write in.
Why are we getting a bow again? We have laser beams, and anything that we can't hurt with those is something we don't have a chance of hurting with a store-bought bow and arrow.
>>41997885>>[ ] Metal bat.>>[ ] Some big, heavy ball bearings.>>[ ] A set of wrenches.A couple of baseballs, too. Just for giggles.
>>41997885>>[ ] Metal bat.>>[ ] Some big, heavy ball bearings.>>[ ] A set of wrenches.
>>41997885>[ ] A fucking longbow ($300+)>[ ] Metal bat.>[ ] Some big, heavy ball bearings.>[ ] Write in.Baseballs.>>41997887Eyebeams aren't stealthy or silent.
>>41997885>[ ] Some big, heavy ball bearings.Bows are fucking useless to JJ. Might as well just get some darts.
>>41997885>>[ ] Some big, heavy ball bearings.>[ ] Metal bat.some baseballsstart a team, challenge the hellions
>>41997885>[ ] Some big, heavy ball bearings.>[ ] A set of wrenches. >[ ] Some vitamins and the like to help everyone keep healthy.
>>41997885>[ ] Write in.>None of the above, save your money.
>>41997912>tfw a techie hero makes a bow that can actually utilize JJ's strength, and arrows of similar quality>it ends up looking like something from Monster Hunter, firing lances
>>41997910>Eyebeams aren't stealthy or silentBut they are? JJ can just knock a normal person out by shooting him in the head. And if it doesn't work on someone, no way is a bow going to do better.
>[x] Metal bat. Check your privilege flatscan scum.>Some baseball balls too, to play baseball.>[x] Some big, heavy ball bearings.Bat's mostly for intimidation, with JJ's strength it breaks in two serious hits. Get two, one to carry and the other for home defense\mutant baseball.
>>41997885>[ ] Metal bat.>[ ] Write in.Rollerskates and metallic gold spray paint.
>>41997885>>[ ] Metal bat.>>[ ] A set of wrenches.>[ ] Pick up a few screwdrivers while you're at it. And some pliers. Wirecutters. Boxcutter... screw it, just buy a toolkit.
>>41997885>A Giant Purple Dildo.
>>41997929Vitamins sound good.
>>41997954>But they are?No they're not.How are bright blue lasers shooting out of a guy's eyes silent or stealthy?
>>41997929Seconded for vitamins.
>>41997885>[ ] A fucking longbow ($300+)>[ ] A set of wrenches.
this going to end up like the condomswe buy 'em and never use them
>>41997885>>>[ ] Metal bat.>>[ ] Some big, heavy ball bearings.>>[ ] A set of wrenches. >>[ ] Write in.condoms.
>[X] Metal bat.>[X] Some big, heavy ball bearings.>[X] A set of wrenches. >[X] Helth vitamins.Quite the shopping trip. I'm going to have to call the thread here due to stuff tomorrow. I have a hospital appointment and I have to do some SW:E stuff so I probably won't run tomorrow, but I want to do one the day after, so we'll see.All the stuff you guys've selected will be purchased as of next thread.I'll be here for a short while if anyone wants to ask anything.
>>41997910>Eyebeams aren't stealthy or silent.JJ could get a better result by just throwing the arrows. No point in wasting a shitload of money on a bow.
>>41997944If we ever need to take on something of that size, our contacts can probably get something similar. Or we can use a repeating crossbow or something.
>>41998032How are you doing?
>>41998011>Would you like some condoms for your rape kit?
>>41997885Changing >>41997939 to >[ ] Some vitamins and the like to help everyone keep healthy.
>>41998032Answer the Ask.fm at some point, please.Other than that, I'm good. I think.Oh yeah.Is this Anon right or wrong? I think wrong.>>41998040
>>41997885>>[ ] Metal bat.>>[ ] Some big, heavy ball bearings.>>[ ] A set of wrenches.And that's another home run struck by JJ 'Vagrant' Green!
>>41998032will SW:E ever have a live session?
>>41998032Thanks for running Crusty. I hope things are getting better since last week.
>>41998032Thank you for running, Crusty. Are you doing alright and has the doctor ordered you to limit writing smut?
>>41998032Thanks for the thread.How've you been doing, anyway? I trust that your arse isn't giving you too much gip?
>>41998032has the hospital taken the intrigue and excitement out of anal play for you?
>>41998043>repeating crossbow>objectively inferior based on strength and penetrative power to a bow, let alone an extra-super-high durability oneJavelins would be more effective than any other ranged weapon we could get our hands on that wasn't built to be utilized by someone who can -throw- a car
>>41998046Okay.>>41998054JJ can indeed throw an arrow pretty hard, but arrows are awkward to throw.>>41998062Yeah. I did a secondary quest on akun purely because I wouldn't have to run live sessions, but I will do one when I have more time in general.
Are there any math anon's here? We need to try and figure out how hard JJ can throw shit so we don't do something really stupid.
>>41998112>Okay.Is that a regular person 'Okay' or a British stiff upper lip 'Okay'?
>>41998082I've ordered myself to limit my smut writing. It's exhausting. >>41998087It's gradually becoming less of a hassle.>>41998090Being able to see the inside of your own stomach in real time kinda kills it, yeah. There's no mystery anymore.
>>41998131He needs the blood of virgins to survive, how do you think he feels?
>>41998146He's running an X-men style D&D game on an anonymous image board. Pretty sure he can just use his own blood.
>>41998131It's a regular British okay.
>>41998202So is that good or bad?
>>41998202Thatcheryay or nay?
>>41998197>implying Crusty doesn't get hisSheeeiiiit nigga, some of us do have lives.Some.Not me, but some of us.
>>41998220Eh.>>41998224The amount of money spent on Thatcher's funeral was obscene. I could've done that for twenty quid. One shovel, one afternoon, one hole. Done.
>>41998265Should have handed her to the scots.Dig a hole so deep, hand her to satan personally.
>>41998265should have fed her to the wolves
>>41998265B A S E DA SED
>>41998265>>41998309>>41998310You could have just dumped her in the Thames.
>>41998265Could've actually saved some poor bugger some cash. Just go the way of Brick Top.
who had the bigger dick?Reagan or Thatcher?
>>41998350Thatcher. She basically pussy whipped her entire cabinet and party.
>>41998350Thatcher. It may have been made from plastic, tears and valium, but she still had bigger nads than her entire reigning party combined
>>41998350Had or was?
>>41998350Considering that Reagan's brain was liquifying while in office, the award goes to Thatcher.
Reagan knew how to talk to a womanhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8tdZ3d5PukI
Man the one time I am not here for the tread, you guys decide to actually go shopping and get weapons.We should had gotten electric tape, and/or duct tape. There are so many uses for it, its not even funny, from sealing self made gass masks, electoproofing shields or using it to tie up people. Still got ball bearings, so it's good.
>>41999655>>41997314>>41997600that was me
>>41998032>>[X] Some big, heavy ball bearings.and collapsible wrist rocket