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Another superhero quest.
Majority wins votes but I reserve the right to veto anything ridiculous.
Voting will end whenever I think it's been long enough.


Pain.
That's all you've known the past three days, you were black bagged and dragged off by fuck knows who and crammed into this cell no bigger than a queen mattress.
Then came the pain, you still remember the silver mist and how it occasionally sparkled, you also remember the pain as it clung to your skin and made you feel as if your entire body had been engulfed in flame and then dunked into ice water only to start all over again.

Shivering and screaming for 3 days you finally passed out, but now you're awake. You sit up on the filthy mattress and look around the room, it's smooth concrete walls tower on all sodes about 8 feet up to the smooth concrete ceiling, a single bulb illuminates the room.

Suddenly the door clicks twice as you hear the locks disengage on the reflective steel door, you hear a grunt and the door swings open and you see two heavily muscled bald men standing behind a woman.

She stands near 5ft 4in, her jet black hair is tied into a bun and her ruby red lips remind you of a 50's pin-up girl.

"I'm Dr. Roxanne Myers, our gas has confirmed our suspicion of your containing metagenetics. I'd like you to follow me for testing please."
She says before flashing her brilliantly white teeth with a smile.

You stand there silently, you feel a grimace working its way onto your face.

The doctor pouts slightly and continues,
"Of course if you'd rather resist or get rough Bryant and Luther will have to handle you accordingly, also I'll even let you ask some questions while we head to the lab. That sound fair?"

>Go peacefully
>Refuse to leave
>Attack her
>Attack the two bald men.

(If you choose to go with her suggest questions to ask also)
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>>883029
>Go peacefully
>"Not like I've got any real choice, have I?"
>"Well, if you'll be so kind as to answer some of my very many questions, I'll begin with the most important one.
>"What have you done to my friends and family?"
>"Good. I don't know what I would have done if you had touched them, guards or no guards. Now that that's out of the way: where am I? How long have I been out for? Who do you work for? What have you done to me, and what's going to happen to me next?"
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Hello there inferior Bonesaw, how are you doing today.
>Go Peacefully.
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>>883051
I have no idea who Bonesaw even is. But I'm doing well.
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>>883029
>>Go peacefully
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>>883029
>Go peacefully
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You scowl and reply
"Well it's not like I have any real choice now do I?"

She giggles "No, you really dont. Please follow me."

You fall in line behind her heading down a long grey featureless metal tube of sorts before deciding to take her up on her offer to answer questions.

"I need to know something before we continue, this question is the most important to me. What have you done to my friends and family?" You ask grimly

The Doctor looks at you confused before giving you her sparkling smile.
"Your parents are still in their home in Georgia, perfectly safe. You also only recently came to the city so, friends are in short supply for you."

You look at her stunned, obviously who ever abducted you did their homework and did it well.

"Well that's good..don't know what I would have done had you burt my parents, guards or no guards." You say as menacingly as you can

The Doctor rolls her eyes as you looks at you over her shoulder.
"Yes, I'm sure you're quite the dangerous specimen. Are you going to ask me more questions or keeo trying to frighten me?"

You sigh and proceed to ask her a few more questions:
"Obviously I'd like to know where I am, What you did to me, Who you're even working for and what we will be doing when we get to this 'lab' you are taking me too."

She doesn't even look over her shoulder to address you anymore as she spits out answers as fast as you asked the questions.
"Our facility, We unlocked your true potential, That's classified and we will find out just how extraordinary you are or are not.
Those are your answers respective to your questions asked."

As you reach the end of the hallway she places her hand on a piece of metal a shade lighter than the surrounding metal, a light orange outline forms around her hand and the round bulkhead door opens revealing the lab.
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(Cont)

Multiple rooms built into the walls of the massive room show testing equipment through large windows, things as complex as a large hive of computers all rigged to a single chair with many tools hanging above it to as simple as a room with a set of increasingly large metal boxes inhabit the spaces.

Dr. Myers turns to you and gestures at the room.
"Welcome to our testing zone, we will use this space to hopefully realize the potential in your metagenetic structure, please do not disturb any of the doctors or other subjects performing their tests."

You look over her shoulder and see around 6 groups consisting of 3 people each a subject, a doctor, and a guard.
They don't look too extraordinary until you notice one man is being assaulted by multiple guards with baseball bats and he's taking the beating standing, like it's nothing. Guards slam the solid instruments into his head and backs of his legs while he doesn't budge an inch. Then you realize, the bats are never even touching him they stop as if being repelled.

You feel a massive hand on your shoulder as Luther pulls you back and turns you to face the Doctor.
"Now isn't the time to worry about them. You need to focus on activating your own potential, we have many tests in this room. Choose any you'd like and let's see how you do."

You look out at the rooms and decide you'd probably do best with the room containing..

>The Metal Boxes
>The Chair
>The Cage
>The Pool of Water
>The Pile of Sticks
>The Pillars
>The Turret

(This is power select, each room has multiple powers it can give you depending on how you roll.)
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>>883100
>>The Pillars
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>>883100
>The Pool of Water
Aqua Jet
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>>883100
>The Chair
THIS CHAIR
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>>883100
>The Pillars
LET'S DO THIS!
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>>883100
>>The Pillars

Become the pillarman
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Pillars leading. I'll give it a few more minutes for someone to switch or for new voters.
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>>883100
The one who give us the chance to manipulate vectors.
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>>883100
>>The Turret
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>your face when we turn into an Aztech God of Fitness
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>>883100
>>The Pillars
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"Take me to those pillars." You say, pointing

The Doctor smiles and leads you to the room using her handprint to open the door and gesturing for you to enter alone.

You step into the room and look at the pillars. They appear to be constructed of Marble the smallest being 4ft up until they become 10ft tall when it goes above that they and the tallest is closer to 30ft is made of steel.

You aren't given any instruction, Dr. Myers just looks at you expectantly.

>Touch the Marble Pillar
>Touch the Steel Pillar
>Try to jump on a pillar (between 4-30ft specify)
>Hit a pillar

All rolls require a d20 roll. Whatever option gets the most support I'll take the highest roll for it.
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>>883186
>>Touch the Marble Pillar
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>>883186
Just make a fabulous pose near the Steel Pillar
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Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>883189
Forgot roll
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Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>883186
>Touch the Marble Pillar

We must become the Pillar Man.
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Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>883186
>>Hit a pillar
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Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>883186
>Touch the Marble Pillar
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Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>883186
>Try to jump on a pillar (between 4-30ft specify)

Exactly 4π feet into the air

>>883198
Were doomed.
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>>883258
Nah highest counts.
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>Very Good Result

You walk up to a marble pillar and place your hands on it, it's cool and smooth.

Your arms become cold, they feel rigid and they are steadily becoming paler. Soon they begin changing all together, your arms up to your elbows have become marble.

You stare in awe at your new limbs and flex your fingers slowly, the sound of stone grinding on stone is light and you don't feel it.

"Amazing, your Metagenome has given all your cells the ability of the stem cell but a mutated form of it that allows the replication of more than just organic materials." Dr. Myers states jotting notes on her clipboard

You look back at your hands and they are slowly becoming flesh again.

[POWER GAINED: Assimilation]

The door hisses as it opens and you step outside.
"While it's not unnatural for subjects to have more than one ability, don't expect yourself to have another."
She motions to the rooms once more, a few of them are occupied now however.
>A Pile of Sticks
>The Chair
>A Pool of Water
>A Turret
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>>883283
>>A Pool of Water
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>>883283
>The Chair
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>>883283
>The Chair
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We are not doing crits outside of combat fortunately.
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>>883283
>A Turret
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>>883283
>A Pool of Water
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>>883297
>>883283
I'll change to
> The chair
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>>883283
>A Pool of Water
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Water and Chair are tied.
Next vote within 5 swings it or I roll
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>>883323
Chair
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>>883323
Chair
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>>883323
Pool
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>>883291
>The Chair
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Hello, Lurkers.
The chair it is.
Writing.
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"I'll try out that chair." You say

The stunned look on Dr. Myers face tells you it isn't a popular choice.

"I..uh..I mean..if you want." She says

She opens the chamber door and immediately you're assaulted by the heavy scent of copper in the air, it doesn't take long to find the source as you rest your eyes on the bloodstained leather chair. A man stands behind the computer bank entering information that you see correlates to you.

"Take your seat." The man says his voice like the baritone rumble of thunder.

You sit in the seat and your legs are locked in place by an invisible force you can't fight against, your arms and neck recieve the same treatment. The man slowly walks over to you and pulls the chandelier of instruments down to his chest and a click locks it at that height.

"We are going to see how durable you are or if your metagenes allow you regenerative properties. If they don't, this will be extremely painful, if they do it may still be extremely painful." His face tightens into a frown of concentration as he picks up a sharp filet knife.

>Resist the test
>Allow the test to continue
>"Stop now."

All choices require a d20.
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Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>883356
>>Allow the test to continue
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Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>883356
>>Allow the test to continue

Go big or die like a bitch.
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Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>883356
>>Resist the test
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Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>883356
>>Allow the test to continue
fuck
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>>883368
You boys are in danger. Better hope someone saves you with god rolls. I'll let voting go on a bit longer.
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Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>883356
Here to save the day
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Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>883356
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Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>883356
>>Resist the test
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Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>883356
>"Stop now."
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Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>883356
>Allow the test to continue
We are the strong
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>>883383
I'll allow you to reroll sonce you didn't pick an action to go with that one.
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After this reroll I call the vote. You boys better hope it's good. If he doesn't reroll in 5 I'm writing.
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>>883387
This.

What do yoi mean a 18 isn't good enough?
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>>883428
It's for resisting it doesn't count
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>>883433
What about >>883394 then?
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>>883437
That's quite good yea.
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Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>883400
Ayy you cool
>continue
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>>883458
Shit
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>Minor success
You breathe heavily as the man gets closer with the blade. He lays it on top of your hand angled downwards, you close your eyes and hold your breath. Then the bright pain takes over you look at your hand and in one swipe nearly half of the back of your hand has been flayed.

You begin to feel light headed but then the wound tingles and you see the thin lost layer of muscles begin to grow back, the skin and muscle slowly snaking across the raw wound to finally heal itself.

The man gets next to the wound and staring intently and clicking his stopwatch, the computer beeps with your heartbeat and you realize this chair is monitoring all your vitals without anything being plugged to you.

After about 20 minutes the wound is a sore pink patch of new skin, the man stands and heads back to his computer before clacking on the keyboard and suddenly you are realized from the invisible grasp.

"He has a healing factor, dont expect him to survive having his head blown off like Sestak or Newt but he can recover from most common injuries at near triple the speed." He says mildly

[ABILITY GAINED: Mild Regeneration]

Luther removed you from the room and you're taken back into the main room in front of the Doctor.

"So..we have Assimilation and Mild Regenerative ability. With that regeneration comes what appears to be an increase in adrenaline output and superhuman endurance according to the muscle strain during the event according to our readings. Quite the interesting case you are, allow me to put things bluntly to you now. You have two options, we can cut you loose now and let you go around this city using those powers for whatever your little heart desires, or you become one of our agents and who knows maybe you get answers one day. How's that sound honey?" The Doctor leans forward her lips pursed and her eyes gleaming.

>I'll work with you
>Let me out of here
>Why would you just let me go?
>Why would I work with you?
>Write-In
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>>883428
This wasn't a pass/fail ability.
This ine had varying levels.
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>>883474
>Why would you just let me go?
>Why would I work with you?
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>>883474
>>Let me out of here
Go fuck yourself
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>>883474
>>Why would you just let me go?
>>Why would I work with you?
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>>883474
>Why would you just let me go?
>Why would I work with you?
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>>883474
>Why would you let me go
>Why would I work with you
We need info before we make this decision
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>>883474
>>Why would I work with you?
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>>883474
>Why would you just let me go?
>Why would I work with you?
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"After all these tests you think I'd work for you? If I didn't help you'd let me go? This makes no sense." You say completely baffled

"Oh Honey, let me break down the basics for you. We are known as Phantech, a corporation that deals in the sciences and technologies that the public believes to be the realm of science fiction. A few years ago we discovered the MetaHuman Genome in the DNA structure of special people. Like yourself." She places her hand on your knee and rubs it like you're a small child, you feel a little safer.

"That doesn't explain why you would let me go or ask me to work for you." You say again, the spring green eyes of the Doctor are quite entrancing.

"We let you go into the city and go buck wild with your powers because it advances our goals. It makes the populace fear Metas but then we send another Meta to stop you and it makes them reliant, we create a new market for the superhuman PMC. Soldiers provided by Phantech of course, but if you join us we can help you hone your abilities and give you a little direction in life. I actually find you quite attractive, first time I've been fond of a subject especially one so cooperative. I remember when I was a subject it was so nice to go along with everything I actually liked it. You like being cooperative too don't you?" She coos

You watch her ruby lips and find yourself speaking before thinking.

"Yes, I do enjoy cooperating." You say

"You do want to stay and work with us dont you?" She says as she caresses your face

>Yes, I do
>Yes, I do
>Yes, I do
>No..I want to leave.

(If you choose no you will need to roll 1d20 to resist her Ability.)
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Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>883526

>No..I want to leave.
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Rolled 10 (1d20)

>No..I want to leave
Fuck that shit ,im out
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>>883526
>Yes, I do
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Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>883526
>>No..I want to leave.
We can assimilate whatever we come in contact with, correct? What happens if we assimilate her pheromones?
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>>883532

A 20! Take that bitch!

>No..I want to leave.
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>>883526
>>No..I want to leave.
kinda had enough for one day

>>883532
the hero we needed. Good roll anon
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>>883532
Fuck.
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Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>883526
>No..I want to leave.
Fuck these mind controlling Bitches, Lets become petty thugs.
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Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>883526
>No.. I want to leave
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Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>883526
>No..I want to leave.
I had a life before this, you know. Right now, I just want it back.
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>>883532
Well, ir seems our adaptation includes becoming immune to her powers.
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We got the 20 and it seems people want to leave. You guys okay with me calling votes now?
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>>883547
Yes.
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>>883542
>Fuck these mind controlling Bitches, Lets become petty thugs.
That would be playing right into their hands though. They let metas loose so they can become villains then send their corporate owned "Heroes" after them.

Let's be heroes, but no fake corporate heroes. Real goddamn heroes.
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>>883547
yes
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>>883554
This.
We'll fight for justice, not fame and fortune
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>>883554
And a real human bean as well.
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>>883554
We need to be clever about it. No doubt Phantech will try to have us covertly killed, or frame us for some crime for which they can then attack us.
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So does that Nat 20 net us an additional powerset?
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You shake your head slightly and suddenly it's as if the world comes back into focus. You look at the Doctor and feel only a deep disgust.
[ABILITY GAINED: Pheromone Resistance]

"I had a life before this you mind controlling bitch, I want it back." You say growing angry

The Doctor looks taken aback and you see a brief flash of anger before her calm smug face returns.

"I see you're also strong mentally, you really are the specimen. You also may have had a life but now you're a part of PhanTech's life. Trying to leave the city will result in termination." She smiles as she says this.

Dr. Myers digs in her pocket and withdraws a small radio.

"We have a bird leaving the nest, open her up." She says before turning to Luther.

"He's going to be leaving, give him a midnight walk out." She says before strutting off

You look at Luther and go to speak, just as the sucker ounch connects and you lose consciousness.
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>>883554
>>883567
>>883571
I dont give a fuck about any of that bros.
The only reason i didn't vote to join corporate X-men is because the bitch tried to mind control us and i don't play that shit.
Besides being a hero is lame 85% of the time.
We can just give a 25% cut to the community if you wanna do something positive. Or we can be a anti hero.
Basiclly i just wanna fight fuckers and not be tied down by the consiquences of my actions. Being a kindhearted Villain is the best way to do that, Anti Hero is the other.
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>>883579
are we going to have to pull a deadpool now and find the head researcher that named themselves after a soap brand?
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>>883576
Luckily we have one of the most broken power sets in all of Super Herodom, if the OP will let us go full on Absorbing Man with it.

Able to assimilate energy, concepts and personal powers.
Walk up to fucking Thor, grab him and Assimilate his Strength, Resistance, Ability to wield Moljnir, and Odinforce.
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>>883588
We need better regenerative abilities to go full Deadpool.
Gonna need to level up.
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>>883596
yeah but we can stone ourselves so we're kinda like the bastard child between deadpool and colossus
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You wake up with a foul smell invading your nose and something moist and mushy against the small of your back.

They chucked you in a dumpster, maybe you hurt her feelings a bit.

You are no longer in only your boxers but now are wearing a full set of clothes, the same ones you were kidnapped while wearing. Simple grey shoes, dark jeans and an off white t-shirt.

You pull yourself out of the dumpster and stand in the alleyway looking around, you're definitely in the city.

You pull your wallet out and see a small white card protruding from it.

Call me when you're ready to get back together. -Roxxie
It reads

You sigh and pocket the card before opening your wallet to make sure they didn't alter anything.

>Name

You can remain nameless if you'd like or wait until you get your hero name.
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>>883593
The description seems to imply we can only copy physical materials and not concepts. No matter, though, that alone is really good.

>>883602
Kinda like pic related?
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>>883608
>>883608
>Civvie Name;Roman Tin
>Alias Name; Nano

I figured since we are going assimulation route we could go with Nanomachines without the machine bit.
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>>883609
Physical Materials is still good, definately. Just means we need to find this universe's equivilant to Uru/Adamantium/Nth Metal and have it implanted somewhere under our skin.

I'd still love to eventually work our way up to "Don't you remember, my power is assimilation. SO I ASSIMILATED GRAVITY!"
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>>883615
I'll support this for our name
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>>883608
>Name
we're a guy right? how about Chris
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>>883609
Copying physical materials does not necessarily give us super strength, only super durability.

Of course, as all our cells have 'the ability of the stem cell', they can replicate indefinitely, and we can produce unlimited amounts of valuable metals, fissile isotopes and/or toxic substances.

The question of whether we are immune the harmful effects of our own body is in the air, as is the question of what happens when we turn entirely into something that isn't solid.
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>>883608
Anthony Armstrong
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>>883608
Alexander Stone
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>>883623
>>883624
Alexander Louis Armstrong!
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>>883609
Or like hulks dad in the hulk film.
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Name with support as of now is Roman Tin.
Closing votes in 5.
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>883625
Im down with this
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>>883622
What if we copy the musculature of someone with super strength? I imagine we would be able to at least get a small strength boost from that.
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>>883618
Actually I think I'll switch to this>>883625
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>>883608
>Rocky Roswell Aka catalyst
Obvious pun based on our powers aside, the hero name came from how we were able to change with out being used
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>>883615
>bullshit enemies into thinking our cells harden in response to trauma
>they get surprised when that block our fist and it turns into tear gas in their face
This sounds hilarious.

>>883634
I'm reading it conservatively as the individual cells alone being able to replicate materials, while still needing ti maintain exactly the same body shape. But if we can also alter our physique, then I suppose it would work?
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>>883625
>We absorb the mucles of our enemies
Im behind this
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>>883642
Even then we would be able to copy their super-cells.
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>>883608
>Roman Tin
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Calling Civvie name.
Roman Tin

Going to take a brief break for some food and drink.

But I'd like to hear what you guys like or think should be improved in this quest, I love feedback.
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>>883554
Why would we become thugs? We can be a hero for hire!
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>>883654
well since our power comes from absorbing things to make us tougher I think one of the first things we should do is get ourselves some titanium rings so we can always have a steal fist ready to punch someone in the face.
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>>883654
Unless my math is off Alexander Louis Armstrong has 4 votes while Roman Tin has 3?
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>>883665
I like Alexander Louis Armstrong. Viting for that one.
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Powers cool, Im hoping we can merge with shit like trees or concrete and just surf through it as a lump and jump out and back into the same material.
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>>883665
Seeing as Alexander Armstrong is already a character I don't really dig using the name. If it was overwhelming majority I'd feel more obligated but it's hard to get past that it's just a rip off.
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>>883663
Agreed. Let's see if we can get others to join us and we become heroes for hire.

>>883654

Winner was Alexander Louis Armstrong
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If you guys would really like that we will go with it.
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>>883673
How about Alex Strong? Is very generic.
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>>883676

>I reserve the right to Veto.

Don't make me be a dick. I'm probably going to concede but if you keep pulling "muh votes" I wont.
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>>883676
>>883668
We dont really need to go for a direct rip off do we ?

>>883681
I could go for this as a compromise
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>>883673
I have no particular preference towards either name, but I believe you shouldn't feel obliged to write something you don't feel comfortable with.
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>>883681
Yeah, I like that as a compromise. I agree with OP about not liking the blatant reference name.
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>>883685
I'm fine with Roman Tin
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>>883698
Alex Strong, hero for hire.
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>>883685
This isn't a good way to start a quest, OP. You'll just drive players away if you act like a tin pot dictator.

And players pull "muh votes" because that's how you've run this quest so far. Being a dick and threatening to take away player agency does nothing to help you.
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>>883698
>>883713

I support Alex Strong. We don't have fire powers or are a wizard so...
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>>883681
Alexander "Alex" Strong sounds like a good compromise to me.
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Alex Strong is fine
Fucks sakes, its just a name.
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>>883721
If you're going for a compromise, you may as well suggest we call him Roman "The Arm" Strong, in deference to the other popular vote.
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Why not
>Roman Armstrong
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This is why you don't do name votes, OP
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You continue looking through your wallet and see your license.

Alex R. Strong

Glad to see they didn't mess with that, you continue searching and pull out the money you had left in your wallet: 250$

As you put the money back you hear the rustling of newspapers and scuffling feet. You look up an see a ragged man walking towards you, his pale taut skin is raw from scratching. An addict for sure.

"Hey man, give me the fucking money." He says as he pulls a hypodermic needle from his waistband and aims the point at you.
You step back and the man continues speaking as he stumbles towards you.

"You dont wanna get stuck with this man, I got the bug. Just give me your cash. Now."

>Give him the wallet
>"Fuck off"
>Attack him (1d20)
>Run (1d20)

ABILITIES: Assimilate with:
Brick
Dumpster
Bottle

[Accompany assimilation with an action.]
Ex:
>Attack him
>Assimilate with Brick
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>>883751
I see that now.
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>>883757
>Fuck off
>Assimilate with brick
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>"Fuck off"
>Attack him (1d20)
>Assimilate with Dumpster
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Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>883757
>Run (1d20)
>Assimilate with: Brick

If at all possible, do it in a way that doesn't display our power, such as altering only the cells beneath our skin.

We don't really have the time or the cause to fight this guy. There are hundreds like him, and we've got better things to be doing.
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>>883757
Assimilate with the dumpster, then take the needle from him, break it and leave.
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>>883757
>>"Fuck off"
>>Assimilate with Dumpster
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>>883764
You need to roll a d20
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Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>883757
>"Fuck off"
>Attack him (1d20)
>Assimilate with brick
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Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>883773
I suppose I should roll on this. inb4 shit roll AGAIN.
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Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>883757

>Give him the wallet
>Assimilate with Brick
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Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>883804
>roll a 1, then a 2, then a 3.
What the fuck.
Testing for a 4.
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>>883757
>"Fuck off"
>Assimilate w Dumpster
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Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>883815

>Give him the wallet
>Assimilate with Brick
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Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>883823
whoops
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"I've had a shit day, and you really need to fuck off." You say as you pick up a brick and your arm turns to the same red stone. Without another word you lunge at the Junkie. His already jumpy nature do to his withdrawls make him quicker than you anticipated and he manages to throw himself past you as your fist arcs above his head.

He gets up and begins screaming: "Freak! You're a fuckin freak!"

He begins running away leaving behind the needle.

>Chase him (roll 1d20)
>Let him go

Then

>Free-Write on your next move.
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>>883841
>Let him go

>Go home and plan next move.
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Rolled 18 (1d20)

>Chase him (roll 1d20)
I'll show you how much of a freak I can be!
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>>883841
>>Let him go
>>
>>883841
>Let him go

>Change back to normal and go home.
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Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>883852

>Let him go

>Change back to normal and go home.
>>
>>883841
>Let him go
>Go home, call up parents
I'm confused by how inconsistently we're roleplaying this character.
>>
Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>883852
Rolling for this
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>>883863
A 19 for changing back to normal and going home.
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>>883862
We don't want to be a villain and be arrested.
>>
>Not wanting to stop a Junkie mugger
Hope he gives up his evil ways after not getting beat up
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>>883883
>Not wanting to be called freak and be hunted by the corporate fake heroes.
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>>883882
Yes.
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You need to go home, this is all too much. After making sure your arms were stone free you make your way to the main street and flag down a taxi so you can go home.

You had only moved to the city a couple weeks ago, the rent at this apartment was cheap and it kept you close to your job delivering take-out to anyone to old or lazy to get it themselves.
Needless to say, cheap rent came at the expense of a nice neighborhood.

You notice your moped is missing from downstairs where you had last left it chained. You make your way up and open the door to your apartment on the 3rd floor, you get a beer from your fridge and go collapse on the couch.

>Rest for a bit
>Watch some TV
>Call your parents
>Write-In
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>>883903
>Call your parents
Should we tell them about what had happened to us?
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>>883903
>>Rest for a bit
>>
>>883903
>Watch some TV
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>>883903
>Rest for a bit
>Assimilate with bed or whatever you are using to rest.
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>>883903
>Call your parents
>>883911
I would say no, just call to make sure things are alright.
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>>883903
>>Watch some TV

However we go about using our powers at least we know what the first thing we are doing is.
Getting our moped back!
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>>883921
Our moped is already sold by parts or at least repainted and with a new license number.
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>>883903
>Experiment with powers
>>
>>883931
Vengeance then!
>>
Everything is at one vote. Need somebody to second something, first thing agreed on gets written.
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>>883942
Second
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>>883936
Then I'll second this.
>>
Moped quest veto'd at least for now.

You decide it's time you experiment with your powers, you knowso far anything solid you can absorb into your arms. You wonder about matter in other states and how that would work.

>Try to Assimilate Water
>Try to Assimilate Fire
>Try to Assimilate smoke

All require a d20 roll for success. I Will take the most supported option's best roll
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Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>883976
>Try to Assimilate smoke
Spoopy
>>
Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>883976
>>Try to Assimilate Water
>>
Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>883976
Fug it, gonna go big and fucking fail at it!

>Assimilate [FIRE]
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>>883987
Ah, there's the 4.

I swear this shit is mocking me.
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>>883976
>Try to Assimilate smoke.
>>
Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>883976
>>Try to Assimilate smoke
>>
>>883976
>>Try to Assimilate smoke
>>
Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>883976
>>Try to Assimilate Fire
>>
We need to try and get assimilative memory so we can remember certain materials and copy them without touching them. Also mixing and matching.
>>
You gather a few unimportant papers and stuff them into a bowl, you take it out on the patio and use your lighter to set the trash ablaze. After a minute the fire dwindles down and black curls of smoke float towards the sky, you put your hands above it and feel the smoke tickle your palms. You close your eyes and let your control go and allow your body to do whatever it choses.

A few seconds go by and your arms feel light as feathers, when you open your eyes you see your forearms and hands are now small clouds of wispy smoke. Your hands don't retain their shape they are more like smokey tentacles, you wriggle your fingers and small ripples go across the smoke cloud.

You think of how you could use this in a fight, what do you try and do?

>Throw the smoke
>Make the smoke dense
>Make the smoke surround you

Power select. Good rolls guys.
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>>884035
>Make the Smoke Dense
Get equipped with Smoke Shield
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>>884035
>>Make the smoke surround you
>>
>>884035
Whatever you do, or whatever option wins, you must yell ''Wammu!''
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>>883980
>Throw the smoke

We can use steel if we want a shield.
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Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>884045
...before doing so, forgot how to roll, excuse me
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Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>884035
>Throw the smoke
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Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>884040
Forgot dice.
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Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>884035
>>Make the smoke surround you
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>>884045
You mean Wamuu?

Captcha: "Select all pictures with Pillars or Columns."
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Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>884037
Apparently we need to roll now

>>884053
20/20 confirms we are best pillarman
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>>884035
>>Throw the smoke

>>884053
nice
>>
Rolled 8 (1d20)

>Make the smoke dense
If we can control the density of a gas we can assimilate it with our entire body and essentially fly by making ourselves less dense?
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>>884035
>Make the smoke surround you
This will add more drama to our edgy monologues.

Can we assimilate people or are they protected by the Manton Effect?
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>>884035
>Make the smoke surround you
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>>884062
Yes
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You pull your arms close like you are going to hug yourself, you feel the light trailing of smoke swirling around you.

Somehow you can see through it fine everything is just a little darker, you can tell by the reflection in the glass door you look like a large walking mass of smoke. At night this could be used for concealment or even to intimidate anyone wanting to fight.

You throw your arms down to the side and jets of smoke hit the ground and fade away. You smile like an idiot while looking at the last remnants of smoke whirl from your fingertips when you hear a man screaming and see a head coming from the patio above.

"It's tax season old man, where's your dough." You hear a man with a voice like he has a stuffed nose ask

"Christ. Please just stop, it's in my suitcase in the bathroom under the sink, please pull me back please." The man begs, you see his eyes are wide with terror, he doesnt even seem to register you.

His head disappears and you hear the men upstairs go through his room. After some muffled conversation you hear the door slam and steps coming down to your door followed by heavy knocking.

>Hop off the patio
>Answer the door
>"Fuck Off"
>Open the door while throwing a punch

ASSIMILATE:
Bottle
Guard Rail
Concrete
Smoke
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>>884089
>>Answer the door

ASSIMILATE:
Guard Rail

We should get rings made from different materials to wear in the future. Steel for armor, gold for swag, shit like that.
>>
>>884123
>>Answer the door
Guard Rail
>>
>>884123
>>"Fuck Off"
>>
>>884123
>Answer the Door
> Assimilate Guard Rail
Hide our assimilated arm for surprise factor
>>
>>884123
>>"Fuck Off"
>Guard Rail
>>
Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>884123
>Answer the door
''Leave. Human lives are too short. Do not rush you death''

Asimilate Guard Rail
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>>884123
>from the patio above
Is this like ... a balcony?

>"Fuck Off"

Don't want to reveal our secret identity. Give him all of our monies (20$?) THEN jump off of the balcony, assimilate the guard rail, call ourselves Weld and mug the fucker.
>>
You grab the rail and turn your right arm to solid rusted iron. You head inside yelling out to the door

"Just got out of the shower, one minute." You grab a towel and cover your iron arm before heading to the door.

You open it slowly before it's pushed slightly by a young man backed by two punk friends.

The young man has a buzzcut and denim vest, he wears sunglasses and a predator's grin.

"So sorry sir, but me and my compatriots here are with the Eastview Apartment Restoration Project. We've noticed this building is becoming more dangerous by the day, but we think for a low fee of 100$ we can make it a littlte safer. For you." He smiles and his teeth have a light yellow tint

His tall friend with a short green mohawk reaches into his coat and withdraws a switchblade.
"I'm sure you can spare the cash Mister, after all it is an investment into your safety." As he finishes speaking the blade extends with a small click.

The fatter of the three thugs simply looks at you and nods before pulling out his phone and beginning to text.

>Attack the leader
>Attack Tall Punk
>Attack Fat Punk
>Give them 100$
>Write-In

Combat choices require a d20. First one is a +5 since you have surprise on your side.
>>
Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>884220
>Attack Tall Punk

Aim for the eyes!
>>
Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>884220
>Attack the leader
inb4 5.
>>
Rolled 17 (1d20)

>Attack Tall Punk
I hope we give them fucking tetanus
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Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>884220
>Attack Tall Punk
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Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>884220
>>Attack the leader
>>
Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>884220
>>Attack Fat Punk
No backup for you.
>>
>>884220
>Attack Tall Punk.
"I'm already safe, now fuck off"
>>
Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>884220
>>Attack the leader
>>
Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>884220
>Attack the fat punk
No backup allowed
>>
Called.
Attack tall punk.
Writing.
>>
>>884286
It's time.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sblR0eIRW-I
>>
Rolled 10, 11 = 21 (2d20)

"I'm already safe enough thanks." You say as you grab the leader by the face and push him aside leading with a brutal haymaker from your iron fist.

The chunk of living metal slams into the side of the tall punk's mouth and you feel his cheekbone crumble like you've crushed a handful of cereal. He hits the floor already unconscious.
The two other thugs look at your arm in horror and pull their own weapons, the leader pulls a knife of his own and the fat punk pulls..oh fuck a gun. A shoddy looking revolver, it can still put a hole in your head and you wont heal from that.

>Attack Leader
>Attack Chubs
>Flee

ASSIMILATED: Iron arm

Roll 1d20 for any action you choose.

Rolling 2d20 for Snotfuck and Big Nigga respectively.
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Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>884348
>Attack Chubs
>>
Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>884348
>Attack Chubs
We can take a stab, we can't take a bullet
>>
Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>884348
>>Attack Chubs
>>
>>884348
Activate 「Full Body Assimilation」 and attack the fat thug. He gets the Boots: Heavy Style for pulling a gun.
>>
Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>884348
>>Attack Chubs
I enjoy not getting shot.
>>
Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>884366
Forgot to roll, god dammit.
>>
Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>884348
>Attack Chubs
>>
so close to a nat 20
>>
>>884373
My dice are fucking cursed.
>>
You lunge at chubs using your Iron Arm to slap the knife aside as it scrapes off your metallic arm, a shot rings off and a chunk of your door is blown off you wrap your iron hand around Chubs and the gun handle and squeeze.

The bones in his hand snap like small wet twigs and he screams before your regular fist smashes into his nose breaking it. You bring his head to your knee and drop his limp body.

You turn to the leader who only just reclaimed his knife, his hands shake badly and he drops it again, his glasses are askew and his voice trembles.

"Stay back man. I'm not fucking kidding, you stay the fuck back."

>What do you do with this sniveling whelp?
>>
Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>884348
>Attack self
Because we are a dumb nigger for using our mutant ability in our civilian identity in our own fucking doorway. Good job anons.
>>
>>884440
take and aim the gun at him.
>>
Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>884440
>throw him off of the balcony
This will make everyone on the street see, this is clearly good.
>>
>>884440
>>884440
How about you give back everyone you stole from all their money back, beg forgiveness and maybe I won't redecorate the block with your face.
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>>884440
Go back to our apartment and slam the door.
>>
>>884459
Basically this
>>
>>884457
This because stealing is bad and we need to make an example of him in a totally not super villain way.
>>
Got it. Reverse robin hood.
Writing.
>>
You pull the scrawny leader up by his vest and put your cold metal hand around his throat.

"Everyone in this building you took money from today. You're giving it back to them and I'm going to follow you to make sure you do it. Then you can drag your buddies to a hospital. Sound fair?" You ask tightening your grip

"Sure man whatever, let me go. Fuck!" He chokes out while squirming.

You drop him and shove him towards the stairs.

"Let's start with the nice old man upstairs." You say


After you return everyone their money and an ambulance gets called for his friends who "fell down the stairs" you take another seat on your couch when your cellphone rings in your coffee table drawer.
Strange you swear it was on you when you were abducted.

You answer.

"Hello sweetie." A familiar female voice purrs

"Doctor." You say sullenly

"Oh lighten up dear, I got word of how you handled those punk kids who shook down your building. Must have felt good stopping evil, knowing you had the power over the once powerful. That's one hell of a drug isn't it?" She asks lightly

>I only fought them because I was threatened.
>I enjoyed kicking their asses.
>I wish I had killed them
>You wont find it so impressive when I give you the same treatment.
>Write-In
>>
>>884542
>>You wont find it so impressive when I give you the same treatment.
>>
>>884542
>Not buying what your selling doc, so unless you got something else to say, we're done here. You blew your chance when you tried to mindrape me into doing your bidding.
>>
>>884542
>I don't think about it in such abstracts
>>
>>884542
>Not buying what your selling doc, so unless you got something else to say, we're done here. You blew your chance when you tried to mindrape me into doing your bidding.
>>
>>884542
>hang up
>shitpost on /mg/
>>
>>884542
>>Write-In

Just start laughing

"Jesus, are you guys really that desperate? What did no one else volunteer to come back to your fucked up club? Get the fuck out of my life."
>>
We need to go find some brass and assimilate it into our balls.
>>
>>884542
>>I only fought them because I was threatened.
>>
>>884542
>>>I only fought them because I was threatened.
>>
"Not buying what your selling doc, so unless you got something else to say, we're done here. You blew your chance when you tried to mindrape me into doing your bidding." You say angrily

You hear her scoff
"Oh Please darling, still clinging onto that. A girl has a little crush and she gets crucified for it, well while those punks weren't mine I'm glad they showed up and got you ready.

You sigh
"Ready for what exactly, Doc?"

She giggles and you hear a high pitched whining
"For the show silly. For the show."

"What the f-" you are cut off by a distant explosion

"That's your cue hero. The next bomb is at Saint Joseph's Academy on the outskirts of the city, you have about 5 hours give or take, the code to disarm the bomb is 8962. Please put on a good show, Upper Management is watching." She giggles again before the line goes dead.

You have: [ 5 ] Hours
>>
>>884542
>Not buying what your selling doc, so unless you got something else to say, we're done here. You blew your chance when you tried to mindrape me into doing your bidding.
>>
That's today's thread.

Please tell me what you think of the first episode of Metahuman Quest.

I'll be around to answer any questions and have chats with all of you guys. There will be a new thread tomorrow.
>>
>>884634

Thanks for running man, I am liking it so far

What exactly is stopping us from going to the cops with this information?
>>
>>884662
Random guy says corporation nobody has ever heard of is producing super powered soldiers because of an evil plot to dominate the security world.
PhanTech has some police on the take as well.

It wouldn't workout unless you had very hard proof.
>>
>>884618
>Call in a bomb threat at Saint Joseph's Academy, from a payphone.

>>884634
I am disappointed that you don't know who bonesaw is so I am going to keep referencing that work.
>>
>>884662
I'd imagine they would just detonate the bomb immediately if we made any moves to do that.

>>884634
Good thread, a couple things I want to ask about.

First, is there an upper limit for how long we can stay in an assimilated state?

Will it ever be possible to have multiple materials assimilated at once?

Finally, did you ever read or hear about the old metahuman quest, metahuman renaissance on /tg/ years ago?
>>
>>884680
Link me bud, I love reading anyone's work.


General statement as well I'm looking for a drawfag to make a PhanTech logo. And also of someone could Archive this thread I'd greatly appreciate it.
>>
>>884691
There is no limit you know of, but you are fucking with your cells so it isn't recommended you hold it longer than needed.

You could definitely make one arm metal another smoke or something like that.

And no. I am relatively new to Quests as a concept even and don't know the history.
>>
>>884698
Oh yeah, I forgot to ask, can we "remember" materials that we've assimilated before, or is that something that would have to be further developed?
>>
>>884713
You'd have to practice that and use that material damn near excessive amounts in order for your cells to be able to form it on their own.
>>
We really need to start carrying a steel washer or something similar around for easy assimilation.
>>
>>884749
Perhaps a keyring of different material samples? At the very least a knife or multi-tool would be good to have.
>>
>>884749
You may find such a small amount of the material may lead to less quality results as your cells have to compensate for the lack of material.
>>
There are also plenty of allies you can make in this city. Other Metas especially, some people might even have the means to hekp boost your abilities or even give you new ones. PhanTech aren't the only players in this city, just the ones you got abducted by.
>>
>>884784
If we were to stay in say rock form for to long, would we become stuck in the transformation?
>>
>>884806
It's completely possible, yes.
>>
>>884784
Would continued practice using those materials be enough to offset the lowered quality? Not enough to do it with no reference, but enough that it isn't a completely foreign practice?
>>
>>884846
Yes. The more you use a material the more ingrained it becomes in your cellular memory.
>>
>>884727
So it would be a good idea to practice turning into smoke so we could smoke cloud on a whim
>>
>>884869
Maybe certain parts. I cant exactly recommend turning your entire body into smoke until you're positive your organs wont plop out of the smoke cloud.
>>
Honestly we should just bail, I'm all for doing hero stuff but the only way to hammer home that we're not playing her game is to sit back for the next 5 hours doing nothing then do hero work on our time not there's
>>
>>885207
Its also not overly heroic if the only reason the school(?) is in danger is because we are getting tested. Being a hero should be more spontanious and not "Be here at this time or else" thats just a job
>>
>>885238
>>885207
I think calling in the bomb threat is the way to go about this. The school will be required to evacuate and it will throw a wrench into what's-her-face's little show for the higher ups.
It worked for the Weather Underground, after all.
>>
The new thread will be up around 1130 EST. A link to it will be posted here.
>>
>>885885
Why not just use this one? It'll probably be up for another week.
>>
>>885996
Nearly 300 replies it feels a little cluttered to start a whole new part of it here.
>>
>>885999
Threads go to 750 a can stay on for weeks after they are started. If you run often you can go over thread limit.>>885999
>>
>>886010
Thread resumes in an hour then.
Hoping some anons from the QTG will get back to me with the PhanTech logo before then.
>>
>>884692
Look up Worm, by Wildbow.

That's what I think they're referencing.
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You watch the smoke from the explosion rise over the tenements, a cesspool of squalor. A massive homeless population mixed with rampant drug use makes the area a real hell hole, you pocket your phone and begin pacing.

You have five hours until the bomb at the Academy goes off, you have an idea and withdraw the phone again looking up and dialing the number for the school.

"Hello, Saint Joseph's Academy, this is Debra." A new york accented female answers

"You have to evacuate the school, there is a bomb on campus." You say deathly serious

"Oh..Alexander..I hoped you wouldn't try and take the easy way out." The voice of the Doctor returns

"What the fuck.." you say

"We have all calls going and coming from the Academy directed through our lines. The only way you're stopping this is by showing up. The crowd awaits." She says

The phone clicks.

Fuck. You need to think of what your next step should be. Or if you're even going, this could very easily be a trap.

>Go to the Academy
>Go to a weapons shop [2 Hour]
>Go to a car lot [1 hour]
>Try to hone your powers further [2 hours]
>Rest [1 hour]
>Write-In (Will provide a time for doing it)

You have: [ 5 ] Hours
If you run out of time or decide against it the bomb will detonate.
If you use all five hours you will need to roll a d20 to see if you make it to the academy in time.
>>
Forgot to add.
>Go to the Tenements [1 hour]
>>
>>886083
>Try to hone your powers further [2 hours]
>>
>>886083
>Try to hone your powers further [2 hours]

At this stage, every little bit helps.
>>
You decide you need to get better with your powers before heading to the academy, if this a trap every little bit will help. What will you try to learn or enhance?

>Learn more Smoke Abilities (Dense smoke or Throw Smoke?)
>Assimilate Fire
>Assimilate Water
>>
>>886150
Can we spread whatever we assimilate to our entire body and still remain mobile?
>>
>>886153
You dont know. You can try it if you'd like.
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>>886154
Let's try that then.
>>
I need a 1d20 roll for learning full body assimilation.
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Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>886203
>>
Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>886203
>>
Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>886203
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Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>886203
>>
>Success

You go back out to the patio. You place your hands on the guard rail and focus, you visualize the texture and it's density.

You hold your breath and feel your forehead begin to bead with perspiration, the effort is immense but soon you feel as if your whole body is slowly being laid onto a metal slab.

Your arms become iron, then your legs, then your stomach and chest. You stop the shift at your neck, afraid of the unknown effects of turning your eyes to iron.

You remove your shirt and see you have managed, through great concentration, to turn your body to solid iron. You were so concentrated you didn't even notice that 2 hours had passed, you relax and feel the metal fade away and catch your breath. Having a full body assimilation wears you down a bit.

The tock is ticking but you still have time before things get dire.

>Go to the academy
>Go to a weapon shop (2 hours)
>Go to a car lot (1 hour)
>Go to the tenements (2 hour)
>Rest (1 hour)
>Write-In
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>>886240
Use a payphone and call the police.
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>>886244
That will take one hour to locate a payphone that still works.
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>>886250
That's fine.
>>
You need to call the police. Not from your phone, PhanTech obviously is watching all your lines, you need a payphone.

You wander around the city looking at phone after phone, most are either busted or have the receiver missing all together. It's been nearly an hour when you finally find one that's operable.

You put in your dollar and dial 911.

"Cadra City Police Department, what's your emergency?"

>What do you tell them
>>
>>886279
There is another bomb at (Place), and there may be others as well.

Then hang up and head towards the Academy.
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>>886279
Tell them about the bomb then hang up.
>>
You answer speaking quickly.

"There is another bomb at Saint Joseph's Academy, you need to get officers down there now."

Before the operator can finish asking who you are you hang up the phone an and hail a taxi. Time is vital and you have to get to the Academy to make sure the bomb doesn't blow.

The driver drops you at the gates of the academy, usually shut and locked magnetically they hang precariously from their hinges. Small scorch marks suggest small explosives were used.

You enter the campus cautiously and stop in the courtyard.

The gym to your left has both doors wide open and some sort of dark liquid in a puddle by the door.

The dorms for boarding students catches your eye when you swear you saw a shadow move from the window.

The main building also intrigues you, you can bear very faint murmurs coming from the shubbery in front of it.

>Go to the Gym
>Go to the Dorms
>Go to the Shubbery
>Write-In
>>
>>886300
>>Go to the Gym
>>
>>886300
>Go to the Gym
>>
>>886300
>>Go to the Shubbery
>>
>>886300
>Go to the Gym
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You slowly approach the gym doors and the strange puddle. It's pure black and reflective in appearance and kneel down to examine it. You dip your fingers into the puddle and remove them the strange slime sticks to your fingers and leaves a trail between them.

As you examine the slime it begins to ripple and slightly bubble, you look in confusion at the seemingly living slime and you can see ridges beginnung to form.

You watch the ridges form and suddenly a hand shoots from the slime and connects with your jaw sending you reeling backwards.

You look from the ground at the man now rising from the puddle, his skin seems to drip the black slime even though he seems completely normal.

"Hey there big guy, I'm Sludge."
He says, his voice sounding like sandpaper on hard wood.

You get you your feet and wriggle your jaw.

>"Hi Sludge. I'm going to kick your ass."
>"Get the hell out of my way, I have a bomb to diffuse."
>"Was the punch necessary? We don't have to fight. Just let me by."
>Attack him
>Write-In

ASSIMILATE:
Stone (Specify Arms or Full Body)
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>>886340
>>Attack him
Assimilate:
Stone(Full body)
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>>886340
Assimilate Sludge.
CONSUME
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>>886340
>Attack him

ASSIMILATE:
Stone(full body)
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Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>886340
Dice, just in case.
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>>886340
Physical assimilation is going to do jack shit against this guy, especially since he can probably kill us via suffocation.

If we can assimilate something light, like smoke, or Fluid, like water, we'll be better off.
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I need rolls for trying to attack him.
1D20 apiece please.
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Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>886415
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Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>886415
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Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>886415
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Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>886415
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Rolled 10 (1d20)

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Rolled 6 (1d20)

You kneel and touch the cobblestone path and feel your body turn to stone, you take off for a football tackle. You connect with Lsudge and though he begins to liquify you're momentum as a sprinting stone man is too fast. He hits the ground with a thud with you on top of him.

>Restrain him
>Punch him in the face
>Try to kill him
>Write in

1d20 for all rolls

Rolling a d20 for his counter
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Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>886490
>>Punch him in the face
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Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>886490
>>Punch him in the face

Then keep looking for the bomb.
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Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>886490
>>>Punch him in the face
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Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>886490
>>Try to kill him
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Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>886490
>Punch him in the face
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Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>Punch him in the face
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Wut, I thought we were staying out of her stupid games. Why the fuck are we even add the academy?
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Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>886490
>Restrain him

>>886532
Because she set a bomb in a school, which is all types of wrong
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So a little late to the party but have we considered publicly limiting our powers, I mean the corp will know but keeping our limits secret from third parties would be important in case a vigilante or other corp ever has us on the ropes.

Like changing into metal and stone only or only changing one limb at a time.

Also tossing out possible ring options since variety is important

Basalt, Tungsten or Osmium, Solid Diamond (would have to steal it), Lead, Sandstone if we can put ourselves back together after getting parts knocked off
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>>886532
She can plant bombs with impunity and route all communications as desired in the city, what makes you think framing us for planting the bomb isn't a trivial task?

>>886542
What I'm really curious would be if we could synthesize new materials/forms by assimilating two or more materials at once, i.e. smoke+metal=chaff and shit like that.
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>>886539
And playing along is not going to stop her.
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>>886579
I dunno, just letting the bomb go off would be pretty lame.
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>>886586
BUT, more or less lame than getting played like a fiddle by Doc.Badlove and Domestic Terror Inc.?
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>>886579
We could just ruin her plan and make everyone think we are the villain. Find the bomb, Terrorize the school a bit and force an evacuation, then disable the bomb.

Instead of getting a hero to be their useful idiot they get a fake villain ruining the headlines
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You raise your mighty iron fist and bring it down on Sludge's face. He throws his now slime-d arms uo but you go straight through it snapping his head back and causing it to hit the stone, he's unconscious.

You stand up from his limp body and turn only to hear the small crack of glass breaking and see a shadow from the window holding what looks like a bow. A small projectile bounces off your chest and erupts in a cloud of light green gas.

You choke and take a few steps back coughing the whole way. The window shatters as whoever fired at you leaps through it and hits the ground without even bending his knees.

You see he already has an arrow halfdrawn back aimed at your head.

"Who the fuck are you?" You ask still stifling a cough

"Recurve, and this is your only warning PhanTech needs you to leave or this arrow goes through your left eye." He says with a grimace. His leather jumpsuit creaks as he pulls the bow to a full draw.

>"Fuck off"
>"We dont have to fight. Please children will die."
>"I'm getting tired of beating the shit out of you PhanTech guys."
(D20 required for below)
>Attack
>Take cover
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Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>886608
>>"We dont have to fight. Please children will die."
>Attack
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>>886596
If we didn't go, she could have us framed for the explosion due to the amount of control her company has on the city.
Besides we can twist her game into our favor, heroic irony if you will.
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>>886608
>>"Fuck off"
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Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>886612
Reguardless of what we did she could have pinned it on us, but now there is proof that we were here, security cameras and fincerprints(If we keep our prints while our arms are stone.

>"I'm getting tired of beating the shit out of you PhanTech guys."

>Attack
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Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>886608
"I'm only here because your cunt of a boss is making me defuse this bomb."

>attack
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>>886608
>Attack
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Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>886683
Fucked up the roll
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>>886542
It should be entirely possible to hide our power with armor/costume that conceals our entire body.

We should really explore what parts of our body we can change without major repercussions. If we can still see after transforming our eyes, that's a major boost. If we can transform our internals without transforming our skin, that's another boost. Keeping our bones constantly shifted to ceramic would be pretty useful.

If we can somehow boost our regeneration, we should. Not to mention exploiting the effects of boosted regen. Working out should allow us to reach near superhuman levels of fitness relatively easily and we should have some increased resistance to most diseases and poisons.

By the way, pic related is kinda how I've been imagining Alex so far.
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Rolled 9 (1d20)

"I'm only here because your cunt of a boss is making me disarm this bomb." You say flexing your stone fingers and running towards him arm pulled back for a heavy punch.

He fires as you approach but everyone underestimates your maneuverability as a gargoyle, you dip to the side and the shot grazes your cheekbone. The razor sharp arrow head cuts clean through.

"Nice try, Slate-Boy. Me and Sludge know you planted the bomb our intel warned us you'd try and use persuasive pheromones, tell us where the bomb is and we let you walk away untortured." He says as you bear down on him

You throw your punch but he rolls beneath it swiftly all the time getting another arrow on the bowstring, this one looks cylindrical and has a dull red LED on the tip. He turns his roll into a turning crouch and draws.

>Dodge
>Use your arms to block the shot
>Write-In

All actions require D20

Rolling for if his shot hits and how effective.

Please continue talking about the corp and how to try and navigate their games, I'm loving the discussion.
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Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>886725
>ceramic bones
>not turning our bones into Carbon nanotubes or Osmium

>>886729
These idiots are plainly here to disable the bomb themselves, let's intentionally lose then make our escape saying something alluding to how long the bomb has left to go off

>Use Arms to block the shot
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Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>886729
>"Pheromones? That's your boss's power asshole. The main reason she's got it out for me is because I resisted them."

Stone and Concrete aren't going to stand up too well to explosives. To need to switch over to Steel.

Also, run away.

By the way OP, do we get any bonuses for stats or knowledge? And how much of Alex's backstory is defined thus far?

>>886740
Osmium will pop up on metal detectors and Carbon Nanotubes on their own will do nothing. Buckminsterfullerene would be our best bet.
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Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>886729
>>Give him the code and flee.
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>>886729
>Write it
"Wow wow wow, hold up. Thats what they said? Nope fuck this im out, diden't plant the bomb. Your little boyfriend punched me first, Why would I still be here if the place is about to explode" flick him off and walk away
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>>886729
>>Use your arms to block the shot
Wow, wow Pheromones, That's Bitch boss's schtick. Not mine. I got some absorption and regen, that's it. I know jack fucking shit about the bomb you phantech shit head.
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Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>886729
>Dodge
It's either an explosive or some type of restraint like a (tiny) net, neither one are good to take head on.

>"If you want to disarm the bomb, the code I was told that deactivates it is 8962."

Then disengage the fight.

>>886740
I'd like to do steel bones as well as hands/forearms made of steel. Something heavy but also shock resistant and strong to maximize striking power.
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>>886729
>Use your arms to block the shot
Wait, Pheromones? That's your Doctor date rape's power. I get the feeling you're as new to this as I am
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>>886774
Whoops forgot my roll
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Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>886779
And I also forgot how to roll it seems
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Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>886729
>>886750
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>>886769
>>886740
These ideas seem like they could help us undermine the doc's plans while potentially gaining us allies
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Consensus is to block.

Now
>Run and say nothing

>Give them the code and flee

>Tell them the doc is full of shit
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>>886999
Give them the code, tell them about the doc, and run
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>>886999
>>Give them the code and flee
Doc's a shit
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>>886999
>Give them the code and flee

>Tell them the doc is full of shit
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>>887011
>>Give them the code and flee
this
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>>886999
>Tell them the doc is full of shit
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Rolled 19 (1d20)

You throw up your arms as he releases the arrow. It hits your forearms but seems to malfunction and not activate until it hits the ground, the mtetalic case springs apart and a small amount of a light green liquid spills out. It hisses and melts through the cobble stone leaving a small indent, you shudder thinking about if it had hit you.

You lower your arms and begin backing away as he reaches for another arrow.

"Stop! Your intel is the same doctor who pulled me out of my cell and helped me find these powers, she has the pheromones not me I can just absorb shit and have regeneration. She called me and told me that more locations would blow if I didn't come here and disarm the bomb. You guys can find it, the code to disarm is 8962. Please just try and see through her lies, I'm not the bad guy." You say with your hands up as a peace symbol.

You see his brow furrow and his eye start to twitch, he seems to be deep in thought.


Rolling for recurve to break free of the Pheromones hold on him.
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>>887232
Aw shit, do we have an Arrow bro?
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"Fuck man, what am I doing?" Recurve says almost to himself

He lets the bow lower and removes the arrow putting it back in his quiver, He looks at you with the eyes of a lost child almost.

"I'm so sorry, I always had a nagging feeling in the back of my head, telling me I've been manipulated that I'm being used. I've killed people for her. Innocent people. Oh christ.." He says this with his voice wavering.

He sinks to his knees and begins to sob into his hands, his bow discarded.

>"Redemption is possible. Join me, and we can actually help this city."
>"You're weak, you deserve this."
> Just leave
>Write-In (encouraged.)
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>>887285
>"Redemption is possible. Join me, and we can actually help this city."
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>>887285
>>"Redemption is possible. Join me, and we can actually help this city."
>>help me convince sludge over here
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>>887285
>After you and me disarm this bomb wanna go out for a drink? Maybe you can convince your buddys here im not the bad guy
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>>887285
>Write in
Look, I understand how you feel, but right now, if you don't act, even more innocent people are going to get hurt. Honestly, I need lots of help in order to try and take down Phantech and put an end to their evil regime. So, are you willing to join me?
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>>887285
>>"Redemption is possible. Join me, and we can actually help this city."
>"Now lets find this bomb."
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>>887285
>>Quit your crying and lets go pay these fuckers back.
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Man, I bet whats-her-face's bosses are going to be pissed off.
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"Redemption is possible, if you come work with me and we can do some actual good for this city. But if you don't act now more innocent people will die, now are you going to just cry or are we going to get these fuckers back?" You say as you approach him and offer your now flesh hand to him

He looks at you and you see determination set in his eye as he takes it and stands with your help. He picks up his bow and turns to you.
"I'll work with you, maybe one day I can be forgiven for what I've done for PhanTech. And well as for the bomb..there was never a real bomb. We were told to come here and diffuse a bomb and terminate any resistance but I over heard Intel speaking with someone she called Ash, about how there was no real bomb. She just told me to go with it and it would all work out and when I came back she'd reward me like she always did.." He stops and shivers his eyes becoming glazed over as he begins remembering his time as a PhanTech agent.

He is obviously very traumatized.

"What about your friends?" You say bringing him back from the dark corner of his own psyche. "Can you convince them to join us as well?"

He shakes his head and gestures to Sludge.

"These guys were in deeper than I was, no way I'm getting through to them. It'll be easier if we leave now and converge somewhere else."

You think for a moment and reply

"How about Allen's Place, the bar on Lexmark Ave?"

He nods his head and draws another arrow with a clip on the back, he draws it and fastens it to a black nylon chest strap.

"I'll see you there." He says before he fires it onto the roof of the school and is whisked away.

(Cont)
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You run back the way you came through the main gates and book it to the main street where you hail another taxi. You really need a car, you sigh and lean back in the seat. Your muscles are sore from the fight and your cheek is beginning it's healing process.

You are thinking about your new colleague in this apparent war you've been dragged into. Your phone begins to vibrate and you see the name on the caller ID and your heart drops.

*Roxxie*

>Accept
>Reject
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>>887490
>>Accept
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>>887490
>>Reject
Fuck off
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>>887490
>Accept
Time to play mind games with the "good" doctor
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>>887490
>>Reject
The doctor?
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>>887490
>>Reject
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>>887449
>Accept
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We are tied. Next vote wins it.
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>>887552
>accept
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>>887552
>accept
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>>887560
>Same Fagging

You're lucky I dont let the other option win just for that.

That's my only warning against same fagging.
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Accept the call.
Writing it.
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>>887568
Usually calling for a tie breaker is whoever posts fastest. Next time you might want to say "next original vote"
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"Hello Doctor." You say coldly

"Hello Subject." She replied before following up

"That was quite a show you put on down there." She says obviously bitter

"Good. Hope your bosses gave you a goid talking too, who knows I keep going like this maybe you'll be replaced." You say grinning

"Doubt it, The Board was actually even more interested in you after that little stunt turning our agent against us. A true shame losing Brian like that, having him around was quite..pleasurable." the way she purrs out the last word puts your hair on end.

This is probably one of the few times you'll be able to ask her something, what should it be?

>Write-In
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>>887613
Can I get a pic of dem tiddies?

No but seriously, are you going to keep calling me up and sending me on phonie-balonie missions for the rest of my life? Sending an ever increasing number of your goons to fight me until I eventually get taken down?
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>>887613
>>887613
So how many boys do you let go to pound town on that plastic surgery'd as of yours?
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>>887613
Why are you doing this? If you wanted power you could have became a politician or something with your pheromones helping you out. Also, do you always bother those who are able to reject you like you do to me?
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>>887613
"So why are you bugging me like a dumped ex-girlfriend?"
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>>887641
If anyone here is a draw fag and wants to draw lewds I don't really care as long as it's saved for the end of the session.
I'm also making a pastebin with all Alexanders abilities and allies with abilities.
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>>887676
what are some of Doc.Feelgoods characteristics? Should a drawfag be so inclined?
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>>887708
Jet Black hair, Shoulder length a little longer. Usually in a bun or ponytail.
She has green eyes and wears red or dark lipsticks. A lot like a pin-up girl.
Usual clothes are dress shirts and skirts or lab jackets and skirt/dress.

You wouldn't be that drawfag would you?
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>>887737
Nah I know my way around a pencil but i'd give it my best shot if I had a tablet.
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Does anyone else imagine our dashing hero as a younger and less bald Crusher Creel
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"So what's your plan? Keep callings the me like an obsessed ex-girlfriend sending me on phoney missions until I get taken down by your little forced boyfriends? Are you usually so obsessed with people who can resist you like me?" You say hoping to push some buttons

"Well I dont want to spoil any surprises honeydew, but we have plans for you here at the office. It's also sweet, you seem a little jealous of my boyfriends." She says casually

All you can do is sigh and hang up the phone as the cab stops and you head back into your apartment.

You begin to go back up the steps grudgingly when you hear yelling behind a door.

A muffled "Bitch" and slap is all you can hear. You sigh, can't you go one fucking day without a problem in this apartment.

>Knock on the door
>Kick open the door
>Just go home
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>>887963
>>Just go home
Fuck that.

Also, we'rent we suppose to meet Recurve?
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>>887972
You never really set a time. You just know he'll get in contact with you and that bar will be your meeting place.
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>>887963
>>Knock on the door
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>>887963
>Just go home

Maybe file a domestic violence report with police over the phone.
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>>887963
>Kick open the door
DADDY'S HOME
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>>887963
>>Knock on the door
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>>887963
>knock on the door
We don't want to have to pay for replacing that door
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>>887963
>>knock on the door
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You drag your feet to the door and knock a few times. You hear a voice whisper harshly.

"You better keep it down if you know what's good for you."

The door opens widely and an out of shape man stands in front of you.

His hair is wirey, thin and his beard is patchy. He wears a pair of wrinkled jeans and a once white t-shirt. You look behind him and can see a young woman no older than 25 nursing her bright red cheek with a bag of frozen broccoli.

"How can I help you." The man says, his breath smelling like an unwashed keg

>"Can you keep it down I'm trying to sleep."
>"Couldn't help but overhesr your little argument, just wanted to check in."
>"I'm tired, you're a scumbag. Lets skip to me fucking you up."
>Throw a punch without speaking
>Write-In

No d20 required for punching a drunk dude btw.
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>>887963
>Kick open the door
Honestly, I just have a mental image of us looking like Luke Cage.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=La_ArLTXYCg
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>>888054
>>Throw a punch without speaking
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>>888054
>Throw a punch without speaking
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>>888054
>>"Can you keep it down I'm trying to sleep."

Even if he is a scumbag, an assault is still an assault.
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>>888054
>Throw a punch without speaking
>Write-In
Yell into the house " You should find a new boyfriend or whatever" then back to the room
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>>888068
Yeah, I'm with this guy.
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>>888054
>"Can you keep it down I'm trying to sleep."
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>>888068
Want to let you know you made me actually laugh to myself imagining that. Well done.
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>>888068
Maybe toss in "And call the fuckin' police while he's out, christ."
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>>888068
>>888084
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VgPxeuMNbyg?t=43s
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You look at the man through half closed eyes. The irritation of the day weighing on you, fuck this guy he isnt even worth speaking to.

A solid right jab out of nowhere watches him in the mouth and he hits the ground like a bag of flour.

The woman looks at you terrified and leaps out of her chair putting the table between you, you give her a look of annoyance
.
"You should find a new boyfriend or whatever." You say sleepily as you turn to leave, you stop mid turn however and look over your shoulder adding:

"And call the cops while he's out, Christ."

You finally make it into your apartment and stumble back to your bedroom and collapse on your mattress almost wanting to cry from how much you missed it.

Finally as the hand of your clock strikes 7:57 PM you sleep peacefully for the first time in nearly a week.
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That's todays thread.

How is everyone enjoying the story so far? Please give me your reviews or thoughts.
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>>888140
interesting so far
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>>888145
Character is turning out to be a more vulgar and harsh Luke Cage in my eyes. I'm interested as the QM to see where this leads us.

And before I get the question

His appearance is purposely left out, I want everyone to imprint any kind of character they want on him rather than me dictate what their hero looks like.
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>>888140
Well, you made a first girl that probably barely anyone wants to waifu/one everyone wants to skullfuck with their literal rock hard dick. So 10/10 guy.
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>>888154
the power list when

also add in know people to that as well
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>>888154
Would read more/10

When is next session?
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>>888166
Pastebin here: http://pastebin.com/wmyZqSFG

>>888167
Tomorrow, I'm off work and can devote most of my day to the quest. I will start around 11:30AM Eastern Standard Time as before.

Also, any questions anyone has I'd love to answer and if anyone ever feels inclined to draw art for the quest please do just post it in the thread.
(Try to avoid doing it when active questing is going on, please.)
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>>888192
Do you happen to have a discord should I want to try my hand at drawfaging. Wanna get a seal of approval on anything i may or may not do.

>Whats the chance the dick we just ko'ed is going to remember us and make future events more challanging
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>>888223
I'll also put together a discord for updates and general Q&A/Discussion during non-running time.
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Discord here: https://discord.gg/cTQet9V

Link should never expire.
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Alright, so planning on shit to do going forward, then.

First, we should probably pick up some sort of fighting style, such as boxing or another strike based fighting style, since we primarily fight with our hands and picking up a discipline would increase our general combat ability.

Second, we should probably start to get /fit/ and start lifting. Since we have mild regeneration, we should be able to start bulking pretty rapidly since recovery time between workouts would be relatively short.

Lastly, we should work towards increasing the flexibility of our power, or at least how efficiently we can use it. By this I mean learning things like selective reinforcement of weak points via assimilation of strong materials, such as turning joints/tendons to stone/metal while leaving less vulnerable areas normal. Or learning how to layer materials to form a composite shell, or other things of that nature.
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>>888266
I very much agree, and to add to this, teleportation via smoke (ala Reaper from Overwatch).

As far as fighting style, how does Muay Thai or Kyokushin style karate?
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>>888302
Depends if you can find a teacher or not for those. You can find a boxing gym in pretty much any city across North America, not so sure about a Kyokushin karate dojo.
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>>888308
Yeah, I just thought of Kyokushin because it has a very heavy focus on grapple and full contact techniques.
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how does everyone feel about taking money from criminals, not bribes but attacking them and taking their money
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>>888368
We gotta make bank somehow, being a hero may be cool and all but it dosent get the bills paid
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>>888368
We should give the money back to their victims if they're right there, but other than that, yarp.
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>>888368
Spoils of war are fair game, but only if the money they have on them isn't from an in-progress robery.
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>>888380
>>888385
im talking more like attacking a drug stash house we get the money the police get the drugs and criminals
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>>888393
Like I said, spoils of war are fair game. Shit, that money would just go to police coffers anyway, taking a cut of it for doing their job for them is fine.
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You open your eyes and the fan above your bed slowly rotates. You watch the blades spin through foggy eyes and contemplate whether or not to get up when you hear a thud in the living room.

You roll out of bed and slowly meander to the living room, a slowly quivering arrow is embedded in your wall.

A small note hangs from it on a string, "See you at the bar around 5. -R"

Well at least you know what you're doing later at least, but the time is 8:17AM so you have plenty of time to kill.

You grab a water from your fridge and drink it while your groggy head clears up.

What's your plan for the day?

>Write-In for what you're doing before your meeting.
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>>889241
We should start the day with a bit of power training.
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>>889241
>>889251
I agree. Let's try and do some arms training, make it so that we can get defenses up faster. After that, look for a yoga place or Buddhist temple. Meditation should be able to help us.
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You decide you're going to work out and do some power training. You get dressed in grey sweatpants and a hoodie before heading to 'Dante's Gym' about five blocks away.

You enter the gym and the smell of stale sweat and sawdust fill your nose, you go to the barbells in the back and decide to just start lifting and see how heagy you can go.

After a few hours of rigorous training including Benching, Dead lifts, Pull ups and speed training to make sure the next time you face off with someone at a distance you'll be able to block anything they've got.

You hold onto the speed bag as your lungs gulp air and sweat drips from your hair. You hear a voice behind you.

"Damn kid, you go pretty hard when you train don't you?" The owner of the voice is an older black man, his hair and stubble sprinkled with bits of silver.

"Yeah I guess so." You reply wiping your face with a towel

"You a fighter?" He asks rubbing his cheek absently

"Eh, Something like that." You tell him

"Interesting..My name is Freddie Marcell. My pops owned this place, and honestly you're the first person in days to be here."
He says

"Um..Alright? Is this going anywhere?" You ask growing a little impatient

"Look man, I do t have any other options and I'm hoping against hope you're a half decent fighter. There's a city wide MMA tournament going on soon..and the winning fighter and the gym sponsoring him get ten grand split between them, and the publicity will make the gym start getting traffic again. I need someone, anyone, but all the established fighters have been scooped up by other gyms in the city." He says obviously distressed

>I'll fight for you
>I'll fight for you, but I'm keeping all the money
>I dont fight for sport
>No.
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>>889313
>I'll fight for you.

BONESAW IS READY
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>>889313
>I'll fight for you
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>>889313
>I'll fight for you, but you'll have to train me for free. In addition, I get a permanent locker here, no rent. Sound good?
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>>889313
>>I'll fight for you
>>
"Sure, I'll fight for you. But I want a locker here and I'll need some training." You say

He nods enthusiastically
"Of course, whatever you need champ. I'm here for you son."

You shake his hand and start to walk past him

"Training starts tomorrow, 7 sharp." He says

You grunt an affirmative and exit the gym.

It's about 2:20 you have a bit until you have to meet Recurve, how will you kill the time.

>Go car shopping
>Go car "shopping" (steal a vehicle)
>Get a bite to eat
>Go home
>Skip to meeting with Recurve
>Write-In
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>>889424
>Write-In
Try and find some more material to use later.
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>>889313
>Write-in

Go Jewelry shopping
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>>889424
>Track down the fucks that stole your moped
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>>889424
>>Get a bite to eat
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>>889431
Can I take that as a vote for the jewelry shop?
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>>889482
I guess. But I do not support any crime.
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>>889424
Just spitballing ideas.
>Hit up a library for books and journals on chemistry and material sciences to put together a list of materials we should try to get samples of
>Find a metalwoking shop and buy a sample of common metals with useful properties (steel for durability, copper for conductivity, et cetera)
>Go to a hardware store for a length of rubber tubing, fiberglass insulation, and anything else with interesting physical properties
>Go to a pharmacy and see how complex our powers can get
>Find a shop that sells common household chemicals and cleaners and get samples of each
I think people are underestimating how potent the combination of assimilation and regeneration can be. We can duplicate a material, take some of it from our own body mass, and regenrate our cells. In theory, and especially if our regeneration capacity can be increased at all, we can apply this in combat by making toxic gasses, explosives, corrosive compounds, and even more exotic things like gases that burn clear, or a neurotoxin. Out of combat, we could probably fly by becoming a light-as-air solid, or become something edible. Maybe not that last one. But the point is there are a million uses.
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You decide you need something a little tougher for a fight than whatever metal or stone happens to be around. You consider what could be a more powerful material to use in a fight and the answer hits you, diamonds!

You make your way to a local cheap jewelry shop and enter. The bells tings delicately and a white clean shaven man approaches you from behind the counter.

"Hello sir, is there anything I can help you find?"

>Yes, anything I'd like (Rob)

>Yes, can I see what you have for sale? (Shop)
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>>889572
>>Yes, can I see what you have for sale? (Shop)
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oh man it just hit me diamond form from jewelry is most likely going to be amzing
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>>889572
>>Yes, can I see what you have for sale? (Shop)
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>>889572
>>Yes, can I see what you have for sale? (Shop)
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>>889572
>>Yes, can I see what you have for sale? (Shop)
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>>889568
Seriously we should do some of this.
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Money: 230$

>Titanium Band: 150$
>Silver Band: 200$
>Iron Chain, Necklace: 75$
>Gold Chain, Necklace: 100$
>Diamond ring: 400$
Or
>Force him to give you jewelry (d20)
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>>889643
>>Titanium Band: 150$
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>>889643
>>Titanium Band: 150$

i will be back for that diamond ring tho
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>>889643
>>889643
>Titanium Band: 150$
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"I need a titanium band." You say pointing out the dark grey ring in the case.

"Ahh the working man who likes a little style? I can appreciate that, it'll be about a hundred and fifty." He says

You drop the money on the counter slip the ring onto your finger and leave the store.

Once outside you hold your hand up to your face and watch it turn to the dull grey metal, it doesn't spread to the rest of your arm no matter how hard you focus on it. You give up and return to flesh before checking your watch. It's time to meet Recurve.
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You walk through the door of the ageing bar, it's hinges squeak in protest and you make your way to a bar stool and sit. You order a beer and decide to wait for Recurve to come to you.

A few minutes pass as you sip your beer and browse the news on your phone, when a man wearing an arm brace sits down next to you. Although now he's wearing a motorcycle jacket and dark cargo pants.

"Good to see you Plymouth." He says also ordering a beer.

"Good to see you, Mr.Hood." you reply

You two have small chat until the chatter begins to rise in the bar and your whispering wont be overheard.

"You said me and you could do some good for this city. What do you have in mind?" Recurve asks

>Write-In

This chat will determine whether he joins us on a team sort of level or an ally we can call upon or it may drive him away. Choose your words carefully.
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>>889790
Just a quick question, but does this world have comic books?
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>>889790
Well, we need to stop Phantech yeah? They're kidnapping people and the forcing big old super power fights. Ours was tame, but imagine if they turns someone in a walking nuke or what not. To that end we need to wake up those we can and help the police lock up those we can't until we get enough hard proof to hit phantech directly.
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>>889807
There are. DC and Marvel the usuals
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>>889790
well i guess the main"good" we can do is getting rid of Phantech,but we cant really go after them directly not now anyways; so we go after them indirectly and stopping the occasional mugger or crime boss
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>>889790
>>889816
Supporting
>Well, we need to stop Phantech yeah? They're kidnapping people and the forcing big old super power fights. Ours was tame, but imagine if they turns someone in a walking nuke or what not. To that end we need to wake up those we can and help the police lock up those we can't until we get enough hard proof to hit phantech directly.
>"Maybe make a little money on the side. You ever heard of 'Heroes for Hire'?"
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>>889839
Add this in to mine too
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>>889839
>>889856
I'm for both of these
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"Well I assume our main goal will be stopping PhanTech, right? So far they're kidnapping people and activating their powers so what hapoens when they activate the human nuke? We can't do anything right now, we need to gather hard proof then we can take our shot at PhanTech with the law behind us. Until then we can take out the occasional gang leader or crime boss and help anyone we can. Ever read those old comics? Heroes for Hire? We could do that." You say before you down the remaining beer in your bottle

"So..You want me to be the Danny Rand to your Luke Cage?" He asks smiling slyly

"Exactly." you say as you signal the bartender for another beer.
He goves you another frosty bottle and shoots a table of men behind you a look, you swear he looks nervous.

"I'm down, just as long as we stay HEROES for hire, I'm not killing anyone innocent again and if that's how you roll you wont hear from me again." Recurve says sipping his beer a little more

>I can't make that promise
>Civilian casualties are inevitable, Recurve.
>You have my word.
>Write-In
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>>890250
>I can't make that promise

Let's be real their entire organization probably isn't populated by team rocket grunts and people are gonna get hurt
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>>890250
>Civilian casualties are inevitable, Recurve. But you have my word that we will not be the ones to cause them.
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>>890250
>I'm not going to willingly draw anyone into a crossfire, but knowing Phantech..... Still You have my word I will do everything in my power to avoid killing or hurting any civilians. That said punching the lights out of guys who beat people up is still going to happen.
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>>890301
this
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>>890301
Seconding.
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>>890301
This
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"I won't willingly drag anyone innocent into the crossfire here Recurve. But this is PhanTech, they aren't above that. You should also know, I wont restrain myself from knocking somebody's lights out of they're hurting people." You say, you notice people are being visited by a man in a suit and exiting the bar. Recurve seems oblivious as his eyes are glazed again.

"Those bastards need to pay for what they've done. The people they've hurt, the people they made me hurt..as long as few innocents get dragged in I'll help you." As he says this the man in the suit reaches you.

"Excuse me, Gents. Me and my friends need a word with the proprietor of this establishment. Would you mind leaving?" As he says this he moves his suit jacket revealing a gun in a shoulder holster. His 4 cronies chuckle behind him sipping on their liquor.

Recurve looks at you, eyebrow raised, obviously planning on following your lead.

>"Fuck off."
>"I think I'll stay I haven't even finished my beer."
>Bottle Smash
>Attack Him
>Write-In
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>>890434
>"Fuck off."
>"I think I'll stay I haven't even finished my beer."
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>>890434
>>"Fuck off."
>Write-In
turn our hand into titanium
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>>890434
>Bottle Smash
[Glass Him]
>Then turn hand into titanium
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>>890434
>>"Fuck off."
>>"I think I'll stay I haven't even finished my beer."
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>>890434
>>"Fuck off."
>"I think I'll stay I haven't even finished my beer."
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Rolled 16, 10 = 26 (2d20)

Can I get a d20 roll?

My rolls:
Rolling for the obvious Ire you've incurred.
2nd roll is for Recurve backing you up.
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Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>890574
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Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>890574
Fucking hell Recurve, back us up.
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Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>890574
well maybe recurve is better at a distence and inventor
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>17 beats 16: Dodge Successful

You see the man's scowl as he reaches for his pistol and pulls it out in an arc attempting to pistol whip you. You drop from the stool and the gun soars above your head, Recurve tries to disarm the man but is clearly outmatched up close.

As Recurve closes his hands around the gun's barrel and yanks the man's grip only tightens as he rips the gun from Recurve and delivers a right hook knocking him down.

You stand back up and hear a click and see a bald member of this gang draws a pistol aiming it at Recurve, who has removed his arm brace which is actually a retracting aluminum short bow and is stringing it.

>Attack the leader
>Try and throw off Baldys shot
>Tackle Recurve out of the way
>Flee

All choices require a d20.

Rolling for Bald man's shot and Recurves dodge or counter attack.

If you succeed in throwing off the shooter Recurve gets a free attack.
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Rolled 13, 2 = 15 (2d20)

Lets see if dice will roll this time.
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Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>890660
>>Try and throw off Baldys shot
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Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>890660
>>Try and throw off Baldys shot
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>>890673
fuck ya

do we have enhanced reflexes
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Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>890660
Rollin'
>>890673
DAMN
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The bowstring slipped, Recirve has no idea the danger he's in, you pick up your bottle from the floor and hurl it across the bar. The bottle neck slams into his left eye and makes a disgusting squelch and Baldy panics dropping his gun causing it to go off in the direction of his group of thugs, hitting one in the leg dropping him.

Recurve finally gets his bow strung and pulls a small stick from his pocket that extends with a flick of his wrist, miniature expanding arrows, he nocks it and pulls back aiming for the Leader it's sharpened steel point glints.

You make your way to your feet and see another Thug coming towards you with a pool stick.

>Take the hit and Attack
>Dodge
>Block

ASSIMILATE:
Oak
Bottle
Titanium (right hand only)
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Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>890776
>>Dodge
Titanium (right hand only)
>>
>>890776
>Block
>ASSIMILATE:
Oak
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>>890776
>Block
>Titanium (right hand only)

Grab that shit and pull
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Rolled 7, 12 = 19 (2d20)

Rolling for Recurves shot and the Pool Stick thug respectively.
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>>890776
>>Take the hit and Attack
Titanium
>>
Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>890789
Forgot my dice.

>>890791
Jesus Recurve.
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Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>890795
i forgot my roll
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>>890776
>Dodge
Titanium
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>>890798
Fucking hell.
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Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>890821
>>
Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>890788

Roll with your vote or do you normally call the vote first and then have rolls? You vary a bit during the thread
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Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>890776
>>Take the hit and Attack
>Titanium (right hand only)
LET NOTHING SLOW US DOWN!!
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>>890836
I use the app so rolling is hit and miss occasionally haha.
>>
Literally a 2 to 2 to 2.
Next original vote wins it unless someone changes.
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>>890839
This
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Rolled 19, 5, 18 = 42 (3d20)

You feel the cold steel envelope your fist, you take a decisive step forward as the man brings the pool cue down you throw an uppercut with your metallic hand. The cue breaks in half and as your hand oasses through you follow up with a vicious left hook that knocks the Cue Thug on his ass unconcious.

You turn your head and see Recurve fire his arrow and the leader pull up a barstool that catches it, he smashes the chair and rushes Recurve with two wooden legs. Recurve drops his bow and pulls 2 more arrows and holds them in a reverse grip like daggers.

The last panicked gangster scrambles for his comrades fallen gun.

>Attack panicked man
>Help Recurve
>Throw a bar stool at the boss
>Throw a bar stool at the panicked man

All d20 please.

Rolling for The boss, Recurve, and the panicked man in that order.
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Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>890953
>>
Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>890953
>Attack panicked man
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Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>890953
>>Attack panicked man
God damn, Recurve you shit.
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>>890953
Recurve if boned
>2 , 7 , 2 ,5

Help recurve
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Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>890978
Forgot the roll
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>>890966
he needs to get his shit in order
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Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>890953
>>Help Recurve
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Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>890953
VICTORYYYYYY
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>>891050
oh, and i wanna help recurve
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Two for helping Recurve and Two for Attacking the panicking man.
Next original vote or switch decides.
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>>891050
GRANDMASTER
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>>891050
I SPOKE TOO SOON.
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its no three to help recurve
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ClYoiv338Uk
>my dice
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>>891060

Help recurve
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>>891074
That is the most beautiful and fitting thing I have seen.
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>CRITICAL STRIKE

You bolt to help Recurve as you've already seen he's no good up close. You rapidly approach the man from behind and pull back your metal fist.

>Pull your punch, only wound him

>He's too dangerous to leave him alive, kill him
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>>891095
>>Pull your punch, only wound him
>But make sure he is knocked the fuck out
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>>891095
>>Pull your punch, only wound him
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>>891095
>Pull your punch, only wound him
Murdering the guy in front of Recurve will kill any chances of us teaming up
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>>891095
hit him in the chest hard enough to break his everything
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Rolled 19, 5 = 24 (2d20)

Mystery rolls.
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>>891120
whos rolls are those

answer me
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>>891131
THE GUY WITH THE GUN
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>>891095
Break the arm he threw the punch with, if there is no bone sticking out I will be personally disappointed
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>>891135
atlest its not a monkey with a gun
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As you bring your fist towards the back of his head you stop yourself short halfing the power of your punch. The dull thunk of metal on skull sends him sprawling head over heels, he lays on the floor his eyes rolled into his head.

You smirk at Recurve who nods his thanks. Then you both here the slide and click of a pistol being racked, you spin to see the gun level with your head.

In a blur from your peripheral you see Recurve fling one of his arrows like a dart straight into the hand of your would be killer. The man screams and drops the gun, running for the door. Recurve hauls off and pegs another arrow that goes through the window next to the door.

You breathe out slightly and look to Recurve and the unconcious bodies.

"Let's get these fucks tied up." Recurve says picking up his bow amd reassembling it into an arm brace.

>Anything you'd like to say to Recurve?
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>>891140
Or worse yet, a baby.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QT0oUARKw68
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>>891183
i love tomska
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>>891179
>Anything you'd like to say to Recurve?
you know if we get some free time I'm taking you to the gym so we can work on your hand to hand game. Also thanks for the save, really don't want to test out how bullet proof I am any time soon.
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>>891179
you need to learn how to fight better upclose
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>>891179
Nice shot. You gotta get some cqc though

Barkeep, we took care of your problem. Can we not have to pay for the broken chair and window
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"You know if we get some free time I'm taking you to the gym so we can work on your hand to hand game. Also thanks for the save, really don't want to test out how bullet proof I am any time soon." You say as you haul the bodies in one area with their backs together.

Recurve pulls apart an arrow strapped to his bicep and wraps the men in a metallic cord.

"Yeah I know. I was pretty useless and I'm sorry. I swear this was a fluke, I can handle myself." He says

You nod and move to the bar.
"Sir, we've helped with your problem. Hopefully that means we won't have to pay for the damage.." you say meekly

The Barkeep looks at you and rubs his goatee.
"That's fair. Well looks like you handled these boys. But Jam will just send more and they won't be as friendly." He says sadly

>Well I'm sorry..but we have to go. Good luck.
>We already cleaned up one mess, we don't need another
>Where is this Jam at?
>Who is this Jam guy?
>Write-In
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>>891332
>Where is this Jam at?
>Who is this Jam guy?
>>
>>891332
>>Where is this Jam at?
>>Who is this Jam guy?
>>
>>891332
>>Where is this Jam at?
>>Who is this Jam guy?
>>
>Where is this Jam at?

Im sure me and my buddy here would be more than happy to take out any more trash that blows in. I mean if we had say, a free beer for every one we turn away. Until we take out this jam guy
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>>891332
>Where is this Jam at?
>Who is this Jam guy?
Tell me and he's toast.
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>>891426
>Already making puns
One step closer to being a hero
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>>891426
im just waiting so we can pull a stone cold piccolo
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0CCvhwQ-948
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"Tell me about Jam, because when I find him he's toast. Where is he at, who is he?" You say

The barkeep's aged face lifts a little.
"You boys would really help? I could pay you in beer and food." He says

You nod and motion he continue

"Jam is a drug lord from Barbados, he's been setting up an operation for a couple years and finally has his foot in the ground. He's in here deep too, has his fingers in a bunch of pies that boy. He's starting to expand his drug trade to the rest of the east coast, he isn't in it alone either the Yukari Street Gang are in it with him. A small branch of the Jap version of the mob, these guys haven't really established themselves yet. You can find him at the Bay Leaf Club." He pours a glass of whiskey and sips from it.

Recurve speaks up.
"Let's gear up properly and take these guys out. What do you say?"

>We'll talk to him, keep our beer cold
>He's as good as dead, you picked the right guys
>Japanese Mafia? Drug Kingpins? This is pissing off too many people. We're out.
>Write-In

This is probably the last post for tonight. We will pick up tomorrow either at home or at the Bay Leaf Club, in a new thread!
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>>891479
>>We'll talk to him, keep our beer cold.
>>
>>891479
Correction: the next post is last.
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>>891479
>>We'll talk to him, keep our beer cold
>>
>>891479
>>We'll talk to him, keep our beer cold.
>> We dont wanna piss off EVERY gang in the area so we should get some neat costumes, go undercover and shit, ehh Recurve?
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>>891503
Recurve already has his leather jumpsuit and such.
You'd need a costume, we will decide our apparel when thread ends.
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"We'll talk to this Jam guy, keep our beers cold. Now Recurve, we are pissing off a lot of people. Wear your suit, I'll pick something up on the way." You say as you head for the door.

"That works boss, I'll see you there." He replies before dialing the police.

The door closes behind you and the street lights in the city flicker to life as you breath out slowly.

Time to get to work.
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That's our thread everyone. We will start up again tomorrow around 11 Eastern Standard Time (Google: Time in New York, for a fast way to see what time it is for me)
We will be in a new thread.
Link in here
In discord
In pastebin

If someone could archive this I'd be very grateful.

Everyone please talk and see what you'd all like for a type of costume. Anyone with fanart or lewds are encouraged to post them now! Any requests are also encouraged but please respect anyone kind enough to do art for the thread.
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If you'd like lewds now is your time to sound off.
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>>891556
Done and archived.
Link: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/883029/
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>>891556
Its archived under 'Metahuman Quest #1'
Heres a tag link:
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Metahuman%20Quest
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yes for lewd
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>>892133
Doctor and MC?
>>
so for costume designs, think we could get a metal mask or hell even just something like what the winter solder wore or something? As long as it's made of metal so we can more easily turn into something and not be limited to our environment as much. Beyond that I honestly can't think of much.
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NEW THREAD:

>>892573



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