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Marvel Quest Presents: Vibrant and Intuition Drive
A quest set in a version of the Marvel Universe, following the exploits of two emerging powerful individuals.

Vibrant
At the cost of the reputation of his multi-million dollar engineering corporation, Vibrant Technologies, as well as the life of his friend, Vincent Walken has developed a sonic device capable of generating terrific force capable of even sending him into an alternate world.
How will he use this new power?


Intuition Drive
An escaped android developed to solve investigations with intuition instead of logic. Having fled destruction at the hands of the company that created it, it seeks to find acceptance in the world as a hero and, perhaps, as a person.
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>>2136336
Okay, I'm interested.
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>>2136336
Interesting
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>>2136358
Could we be one of those heroes that kills there enemies?
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Vibrant
You raced, feet pounding, heart thumping, and sweat pouring down your face. Thinking of nothing but the terrifying claws of the beast narrowly missing your head, you press harder. The alarms sounds.

You tap the controls and step off the treadmill, panting from your exertion. Snatching up the soft cloth towel, you push the thoughts of your frightful first trip to the other world out of your mind.
[See last issue: “Marvel Quest Presents: Vibrant First Step” >>2111433 ]


Your narrow escape made it clear how important staying in peak physical form is and it helps motivate you as you work out, but now you need to order your thoughts. Today was going to be a big day. The reports from R&D were due back later this morning.
Stepping into the spacious shower in your office bathroom, you focus on the big questions:
>What are your primary goals?
>What do you need to accomplish those goals?
>How do you want to use this technology to achieve those goals?
>How can you make your company stronger to better support those goals?

Naturally thoughts tumble about your head as you consider your options. Your shower ends with little resolution. Afterall, you don’t have to decide such things right now.
These open-ended questions can be discussed and won’t be decided until end of the discussion/session/issue/thread.
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>>2136365
So it's apparent that we need to further weaponize our sonic device to survive exploration of the other world. I'd also be interested to see if there are other more hospitable worlds we can travel to while still investigating the exact source of the radiation that killed our friend. We can make our company stronger by reverse engineering technology found in the other worlds.
>>2136336
Really liking the cover page look.
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>>2136365
>What are your primary goals?
Personal goals or company goals? Improving the sonic device would be a good start.
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>>2136364
>Could we be one of those heroes that kills their enemies?
Sorry, I deleted that post due to autism.
But yes, the path the characters take is determined entirely by the choices you make.
But the paths get narrower as the characters will remain consistent with the traits you imbue them with.
Vibrant has shown ambition and bravery, yet also caution.
Intuition Drive has shown bravery, compassion, and a sense of Justice.
But such things are still young in development.

Also, it has yet to be determined if they are truly heroes.
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>>2136388
>Personal goals or company goals?
Either.
Both.

>>2136386
>Really liking the cover page look.
The look of the cover or of the Vibrant's slicker suit?
Either way, thanks!
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>>2136386
To go along with that: we need a hazmat suit. Any kind of physical protection against a hazardous environment would be ideal.
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>>2136402
I mostly just like how it looks like an actual comic book cover
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>>2136417
That's what our suit is already, it's designed to resist all sorts of things already, including massive amounts of radiation.
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>>2136417
Vibrant's gear include a durable spacesuit that provides oxygen and strong protection against ambient radiation.
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Obligatory Exposition Flashback

The preperations for the final stage of the experiment were almost complete.
Looking around the test chamber, Vincent Walken couldn't help but think back on all they sacrificed, all he had lost, in the many months since this began.
His head of research and development, as well as lifelong friend, had developed an amazing device.
The device had begun its development as a sonic weapon, but he'd had found an amazing use for it.
Once fully functional, it was to create a subsonic wave of such intensity it could propel the user on a wave through space, but was perfectly harmonically balanced as to not disturb anything along the path, effectively teleporting them to their destination near instantly.
S.W.O.R.D. had need of a rapid method space travel, was offering an obscenely lucrative contract, and this was to be their solution.
Automated tests had all failed and the brilliant inventor was certain it would work snd had insisted that he take the first voyage.

At first, everything seemed to work, the device operated perfectly, and he disappeared.
But he had reappeared at the destination pad, or anywhere.
After over an hour, the inventor reappeared exactly where he had left, covered with severe radiation burns.
Before succumbing to radiation poisoning, he had said five words, "It was another world, Vincent!"

Vincent had determined not to let his friend's death be for nothing.
He would find a way to safely travel between worlds and master the technology to allow Vibrant Technologies to dominate the industry.
However, the levels of radiation that had been absorbed in such a short time required a radiation suit of extraordinary durability and versatility.
The only manufacturers of such a suit were his company's chief rivals for the S.W.O.R.D. contract, the Roxxon corporation.
He had been emotional, desperate, and they had known it.
He made the deal to pull out of the bid, agree not to pursue space travel technology, and all for one damn suit.
It had hurt the company, hurt the board's faith in him, and had been a bitter pill to swallow.
But the moment had come.
He donned the suit, attached the device harness, and prepared to begin.
To begin his path to redemption.
To begin his path to justice.
To begin his path to revenge.
Vincent Walken activated the device and slipped into a new world.
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>>2136388
>Improving the sonic device
>>2136386
>further weaponize our sonic device
>see if there are other more hospitable worlds we can travel to
>investigate the exact source of the radiation that killed our friend
>make our company stronger by reverse engineering technology found in the other worlds
These are all possible.
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>>2136365

Feeling much more yourself once showered and dressed, you step out into your office just as your assistant enters with a cup of coffee and your new Head of Research and Development a step behind her. You invite them to sit as you settle behind your desk.
You maintain a calm, confident demeanor, but you've been excitedly anticipating the results of the examination of the three devices you were able bring back from the other world.
“Well?” you ask.

“Those products you had us examine really are extraordinary, sir. As I said earlier, our expertise on robotics is less than optimal. The actuators you provided are clearly cutting edge, but we just aren’t able to tell you if it would be comparable to what is currently being developed.”
That was disappointing.

“However, we have managed to set up a lunch meeting with Shin Yoshida from the R&D of Asano Robotics. He has agreed to total non-disclosure and is willing to meet with us. I could meet him and have him assess the scientific worth of them or I suppose your CFO could meet him to discuss their economic. Of course, you could meet with him yourself, too. He understands how busy you are and would be willing to meet with you for dinner instead if you prefer.”

“What about the power source?”
“Ah! That remains a complete mystery still, I’m afraid. We can discern that there is an incredible quantity of power inside it and can tap and drain the power easily, but figuring out how it works, how it charges, or even how to disassemble it has, so far eluded us.”
That was even more disappointing.
“However, I was able to squeeze possibility for a meeting with a true expert, Dr. Richards happens to be in town and had a cancellation. It would need be with you, today, and in place of lunch, I’m afraid. He seemed interested in looking over the device.
Also, Mr. Tony Stark accepted your dinner invitation, but did not yet specify a location. I think your assistant has been discussing the matter with his. Alternatively, we could begin experimenting more in depth with it here, find a facility offsite to work on it, or consult Roxxon to appraise it’s value. Our lawyers were eager to right up that non-disclosure agreement. Heh.”

Meeting with Richards would be incredible, dare you say “fantastic”. You never had the opportunity to directly speak with him before. However, there were certain risks with letting a super genius with a dedication to a moral righteousness observe your technology. You couldn’t be sure what his reaction could be.

“What about the control system?”
“Well, that we had the most luck with. It was relatively a simple matter to reverse engineer. The fine control it provides is definitely superior to anything we have on the market. There are a number of our product lines that could benefit from its use. We could use the prototype to begin mass production, or we might even be able to refine it further with increased study."
This was excellent news.
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>>2136482

“As per your request, the prototype devices are here in this case. I admit, we are all a little curious where these prototypes were, uh, obtained from?”
“Perfectly legitimate salvage. Thank you for your hardwork.” You reply, shaking their hand. It was true. You had your legal team work up the proper documents for “extraterrestrial salvage”, which this was.
Of course, alternate realities might not be legally considered “extraterrestrial”, but the claim was legal enough to dispel most inquiry.

After walking them out of the room and assuring them you’d let them know of your decisions, you sip your coffee and regard the morning cityscape of New York below you. Now you had some decisions to make.

Regarding the robotic actuators:
>Lunch meeting with Shin Yoshida of Asano Robotics for appraisal with Head of R&D (Remarkable Tech, Poor Business)
>Lunch meeting with Shin Yoshida of Asano Robotics for appraisal with CFO (Poor Tech, Remarkable Business)
>Lunch meeting with Shin Yoshida of Asano Robotics for appraisal with yourself (Incredible Tech Incredible Business)
>Dinner meeting with Shin Yoshida of Asano Robotics for appraisal with yourself (Incredible Tech Incredible Business)
>Develop the actuators for reproduction without expert analysis
>Keep the actuators for personal tinkering without expert analysis (Remarkable Tech).

Regarding the power source:
>Meet Dr. Reed Richards to have him examine the power source.
>At dinner with Tony Stark, have him examine the specs of the power source.
>Give power source to R&D to experiment in the building at once (Unknown Tech).
>Give power source to R&D to experiment offsite when location is found (Unknown Tech).
>Meet with Roxxon to examine the power source (Incredible Tech Incredible Business).
>Use the power source to power your sonic harness (Incredible Tech).

Regarding the control systems:
>Let R&D experiment with improving the design (Good Tech)
>Have R&D begin implementation of design (Excellent Tech)
>Use the control systems to control your sonic harness (Incredible Tech).

That leaves scheduling your day:
Lunch:
>Expensive restaurant meeting with Asano Robotics
>Quick meeting with Reed Richards
>Expensive restaurant meeting with Roxxon Energy Corporation
>Spend lunch and afternoon practicing with suit in quarry outside the city
>Explore alternate world again

Afternoon:
>Office meeting with Roxxon Energy Corporation
>Tinker with Power Source
>Install Power source and or control system in suit
>Patrol city in suit like a superhero!
>Spend lunch and afternoon practicing with suit in quarry outside the city
>Explore alternate world again

Dinner:
>Dinner with Tony Stark
>Dinner with Shin from Asano Robotics
>Expensive restaurant meeting with Roxxon Energy Corporation
>Explore alternate world again

Scheduling your day is often the largest challenge you face. It takes a half an hour to work out your day.
You’re tempted to clear your entire schedule for tomorrow.
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>>2136495
I'm a little confused on how the voting is supposed to work here. It's a little much to plan at all once and the format is pretty opaque
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>>2136495
Is installing these things in our suit and using them with our company mutually exclusive?
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>>2136522
That's a fair point.
And it won't always be like this.

Let's focus on one step at a time...

>>2136544
>Is installing these things in our suit and using them with our company mutually exclusive?
No, but they need to study the prototype to engineer more.
It's a question of put it in the suit now and maybe develop it later or develop it now and use the technology in the suit later.
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>>2136495
>Lunch meeting with Shin Yoshida of Asano Robotics for appraisal with yourself (Incredible Tech Incredible Business)

>At dinner with Tony Stark, have him examine the specs of the power source.

>Have R&D begin implementation of design (Excellent Tech)
We need to step up production quickly to repair our company's value. We can release an improved model at a later date.

Lunch:
>Expensive restaurant meeting with Asano Robotics

Afternoon:
>Tinker with Power Source
So we can have a few things of our own to say to Tony about it at dinner

Dinner:
>Dinner with Tony Stark

Here's my tentative vote. I'm hoping someone else will have some ideas too though. Maybe tomorrow we should take the day off for improving the suit and exploring the new world.
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>>2136561
>Let's focus on one step at a time:
The robotic actuators:
>Asano Robotics meeting with R&D/CFO/you.
>have R&D work on them
>work on putting them in suit yourself
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>>2136584
>Asano Robotics meeting with you.
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>>2136592
>>Asano Robotics meeting with you.
For lunch, barring meeting with Reed Richards or for dinner barring meeting with Tony Stark?
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>>2136604
Lunch.
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>>2136604
I just realized you are the same poster.
Nevermind.

>>2136569
This seems to get it pretty well.
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>>2136634
Yeah I figured it out but it's probably a pretty off putting vote for any new players, especially as the first vote of the thread. I do like what you're doing but if you want more voters for it you should streamline it somehow
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>>2136639
>you should streamline it somehow
I agree.
On it.
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>>2136584
Step 2
The power source:
>Meet Dr. Reed Richards for lunch
>dinner with Tony Stark
>R&D experiment in the building immediately
>R&D find offsite location to experiment
>Meet with Roxxon
>Tinker with it yourself
>Use in suit
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>>2136666
>dinner with Tony Stark
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>>2136666
Step 3

The control systems:
>R&D try improving
>R&D begin reproduction
>Use the control systems to control your sonic harness (Incredible Tech).
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>>2136688
>R&D begin reproduction
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>>2136336
Wait a minute, you are actually doing both MCs. OMG this is amazing, I was going to drop this because I thought this would be just a Vibrant quest.
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>>2136569
>>Lunch meeting with Shin Yoshida of Asano Robotics for appraisal with yourself (Incredible Tech Incredible Business)

One final decision before you go to lunch.
Your suit condenses easily, would you care to bring it with you in case you choose to use it laterm after lunch?
Or do you leave it safely stored in you office with the other prototypes?


Really hope I didn't shoot my quest I the foot here.
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>>2136798
Let's bring it, why not?
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>>2136798
Yeah let's bring it. Don't worry too much, just keep going and participation will pick up when things start happening
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>>2136757
>Wait a minute, you are actually doing both MCs. OMG this is amazing
Yep, glad to see an Id fan.
I have definite plans for both.
I will be running both.
But, in all honesty, Intuition Drive won't show up today, but I'd appreciate any response to the Vibrant portion of the quest.
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>>2136798
>>2136817
>>2136831
You enter the restaurant and find the older Japanese gentleman seat at the table already.
He rises to greet you, shaking your hand warmly.
After exchanging pleasantries, you sit down and both of you order.
Over your meals, your confirm he signed the appropriate non-disclosure before slide over the actuators for his inspection.
He studies the device impassively for a short while before giving his appraisal.

"These are comparable to units that we are currently developing, but we would be willing to purchase the rights to your prototype, to avoid having to compete with your model.

>Roll 2d100 for engineering and business.
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Rolled 47, 65 = 112 (2d100)

>>2136895
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Rolled 22, 57 = 79 (2d100)

>>2136895
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Rolled 57, 65 = 122 (2d100)

>>2136895
rolling the third roll because I'm impatient
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Rolled 91, 41 = 132 (2d100)

>>2136895
inb4 nat 1s
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>>2136898
>>2136901
>Fair succ-
>>2136971
>Great success
You know he is exaggerating how far along they are and downplaying how advanced the actuators are. You also know that he is extremely eager to obtain the rights to them.
You gauge from his reaction that they are ten times as valuable as current models.

Smiling obliquely, you thank him for his thoughts, take the actuators back, and tell him you will consider his offer.

He offers you a sad, polite smile in return and suggests you try a dessert.

Before you can respond, there is loud crash behind you as the head waiter is thrown back and the podium at the entrance is smashed to pieces.

A metal whip lashes and cracks through the air.
"Listen up you rich ass-hats! This is going to be a simple robbery!
Everyone just hand over your valuables and nobody else needs to get hurt!"

>Sacrifice your money
>Bravely fight without suit
>Use suit for justice - reveal sonic weapon
>Cautiously escape & then use suit
>Distract villain to let others escape
>write in
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Taking a break, but I shall return.
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What do you think guys? Is there any point to a secret identity? I'm leaning towards just openly suiting up.
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>>2137005
How much money do we have with us?

Is suiting up on the spot a free action if things went south, like if they wanted to take the tech?
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>>2137005
>Cautiously escape & then use suit
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Does A.R.M.O.R. exist in this quest? Because they barely exist in Marvel at all, and they could be pain in the ass for our business.
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>>2137052
>How much money do we have with us?
A few thousand cash, more in nice jewelry.

>Is suiting up on the spot a free action if things went south
Weapons, yes. Basically slipping on gloves.
Helmet and suit, less so unless you're wearing the suit under your Armani.
No radiation or sonic protection without those.

>>2137065
>Does A.R.M.O.R. exist in this quest?
You've never heard of them.
(And I'm not looking to add pains in your asses)
Although, anyone who goes to Howard the Duck for help is alright by me.
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>>2137005
>Cautiously escape & then use suit
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>>2137005
>Cautiously escape & then use suit
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>>2137189
>>2137180
>>2137059
>>2137180
>>Cautiously escape & then use suit
Roll 2d100 for Intuition and Agility
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Rolled 41, 14 = 55 (2d100)

>>2137201
big money no whammies
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Rolled 7, 94 = 101 (2d100)

>>2137201
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Rolled 16, 89 = 105 (2d100)

>>2137201
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>>2137202
>>2137204
>>2137207
>Dem rolls.

Waiting cautiously for a moment when his back his turned, you see your window and dart out of your chair towards the door.

...right as he turns around.
With a thunderous crack, his whip goes sailing through the air.
You reflexively duck as you near the doorway.
The whip strikes the frame, shattering the wood and obscuring your escape.

As you run down the hall, clutching your case, you hear the villain bellowing.
"That's right! If you step out of line you'll get the same! You don't want to mess with Backlash!"

>It is time to don your suit and debut as Vibrant.
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Gonna have to pause it here.
Any insomniacs or timezone warriors that are up in a few hours, I'll check back to see if anyones around.
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>>2137287
Am I the only one that thinks this is a good* point to transition to ID? Or, possibly right after we step back out, suited up?
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>>2137758
I feel like we should definitely finish up the day first. We've hardly done anything yet.
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You quickly and effortlessly slip on the suit where nobody can see you. A swift check ensures everything is operating properly, then you step back into the main dining area.
The villain, Backlash, is occupied taking some jewelry from a woman and does not yet see you.

>Cautiously strike the villain from behind, ensuring the battle begins in your favor.
>Announce your arrival like a hero and deliver justice after he turns around.
>Extend your sonic weapons and demand he step outside to battle.
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>>2138270
>Cautious attack.
>Be careful of the civilians
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>>2138319
Being careful to use a confined attack, you strike the villain from behind.

>Roll 1d100+10
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Rolled 1 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>2138348
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Rolled 44 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>2138348
Let’s go
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>>2138399
Aw come on
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Rolled 2 (1d100)

>>2138399
>>2138401
Seeing the reaction on the faces of the restaurant patrons, Backlash ducks at the last minute and your surprise blast misses, shattering a window.

"You're a loud one aren't you?" he calls back as he lashes defensively with the whip.

>Dodge quickly
>Blast him full strength before he regains his footing
>Attempt another targeted strike
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>>2138416
If it can be done without endangering civilians, full strength. Otherwise targeted strike
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>>2138399
>Rolled 1
>>2138416
>Rolled 2
These rolls, I swear.
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>>2138423
Roll 2d100
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Rolled 46, 19 = 65 (2d100)

>>2138426
Let's see if I can snake-eyes!
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>>2138425
Backlash's whip lashed out wildly, missing you entirely.
You step forward and send a blast against his chest.
He rolls with the blast and straightens up, your blast leaving a bit of steel mesh exposed under his costume.

"All right, that's enough of that!"

>Blast as you fall back out of range
>Full force blast
>Targeted Strike
>write in
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Rolled 12 (1d100)

>>2138451
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>>2138451
>Blast as you fall back out of range

it seems that guy is not having the best of days today, fortunately...
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>>2138472
Go ahead and give me another 2d100.
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Rolled 60, 28 = 88 (2d100)

>>2138477
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Rolled 82, 88 = 170 (2d100)

>>2138477
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Rolled 51 - 10 (1d100 - 10)

>>2138484
>>2138487
Your blast caught him in the head as he wound his arm back to swing.
Reeling, his whip goes wild and misses again.

Bringing his gloved hand to his nose, he pulls back to discover blood.
"Enough!"
He lashes out again as he charges in a wild rage.

>Circle around try to blast him out the window
>Full force blast
>Targeted Strike
>write in
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>>2138507
>Targeted strike
>Disarm him, or disable the whip.
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>>2138507
>Circle around try to blast him out the window
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>>2138511
>>2138512
>>Circle around try to blast him with a targeted strike to disarm him, or disable the whip.
Roll me 2d100, please.
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Rolled 16, 90 = 106 (2d100)

>>2138516
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Rolled 51, 80 = 131 (2d100)

>>2138516
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>>2138519
>>2138522
>>2138507
As he charges forward, you circle around and ready a targeted blast at his whip.
You release the blast just as his steel whip cracks into your side.
The pain is incredible and you nearly drop to your knees.

Staggering, you look across at your opponent who is staring at his empty hand, looking stunned.
>Quickly charge him and sonic his unprotected face at close range (non-lethal)
>Full force blast
>Targeted Strike
>write in
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>>2138524
I forgot to add that, although your suit held together intact, you are certain you can't take another hit like that.
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>>2138524
>Quickly charge him and sonic his unprotected face at close range (non-lethal)
am I correct this is (if successful) expected to end the fight while other two will drag it on?
Furthermore, can he grab the weapon again? We should prevent that...
>If the weapon is within his reach, blast him now, before he recovers.

>>2138526
well good thing hes disarmed then, right?
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>>2138531
>am I correct this is (if successful) expected to end the fight while other two will drag it on?
One is my idea to try to end it quickly, but leaves you in close range.

>Furthermore, can he grab the weapon again?
Yep.
Also, he has a second whip.
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>>2138540
>Yep.
well shit. Blast him then.

>spoiler
damn.
we really need to get swole. Or buff up that suit.
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>>2138543
>>2138543
>Blast him then.
I take it that means a close range blast to the face?

Roll 2d100
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Rolled 73, 64 = 137 (2d100)

>>2138549
Facetime
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Rolled 39, 90 = 129 (2d100)

>>2138549
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Rolled 4, 36 = 40 (2d100)

>>2138549
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>>2138557
>>2138550
Still standing stunned from your last strike, Backlash takes the full force of your sonic blast to his face and flies backwards over an empty table.

From the other side, you hear him grumble, "I'm not getting paid enough for this."
He still is moving, with strength in his limbs, but slowly and without coordination as he struggles to get up onto his knees.
"...not even Spider-Man... ...just a walking sound system..."

You can hear sirens in the distance.
He is badly stunned, down, but not yet out.
>Press the attack and try to knock him out
>Get in close and vibrate his brains to jelly.
>Let him get away (without the loot) while concealing your injury.
>Escape before the police arrive.
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>>2138574
>Press the attack and try to knock him out

don't stop me now...
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>>2138586
Roll 1d100
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Rolled 77 (1d100)

>>2138590
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Rolled 7 (1d100)

>>2138590
Yoooooo Face dude, so sorry I wasn't here sooner! Good to see you my man.
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>>2138605
And I'll just stop rolling now.
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>>2138593
Stepping close, you buffet the back of Backlash's head with a short burst until he passes out.
He collapses unconscious at you feet.
Cautiously, you check that he is out as you remove his bag of loot from him. You try, but are unable, to discern if he has any additional weapons.
The sirens are getting closer.

Taking a step back, you survey the restaurant and see a number of scared faces and few impassive ones, like your dining companion.
You consider saying something before leaving and shift your weight, anxiously thinking quickly.
Something taps your foot.
It is Backlash's whip, somehow contracted into just the handle.

>Give short speech then run ()
>Give long speech and wait peace()
>Silently and mysteriously disappear
>write in
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>>2138609
>Seems like we're safe for now... Is anyone hurt?
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>>2138620
Backing this.

At the same time, can we pocket Backlash's whip? Wanna dissect that thing and add it to our suits arsenal somehow. Maybe use it to train the Wendigos if we go back!
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>>2138609
Steal the whip for reverse engineering and leave
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>>2138644
>>2138645
I did consider pocketing the whip, but all eyes are on us now and cops will not look kindly at us looting the evidence.
I do wish we were carrying with us some sort of scanner to take readings of any interesting tech we encounter, that would've come in handy now and probably will in future for instance when we have our loot bag full or can't pick the piece up for whatever other reason
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>>2138652
Eh, consider it "removing a dangerous weapon from circulation"! Cops would do it eventually anyways, as is standard procedure. Why not just help them speed up their process and help ourselves out?

Besides, no one knows its us, they didn't see us change. I think.
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>>2138620
>>2138644
>>2138645
>>2138652
>>2138653
Reaching down and securing the dangerous weapon, you look around and reassure everyone.
>>2138620
"He's unconscious. Seems like we're safe for now... Is anyone hurt?"

A few people murmur that they're okay and nobody seems injured.

"Alright, the police will be here soon to take him into custody. Everyone should probably exit the restaurant in an orderly fashion for when they arrive."

As everyone begins to collect themselves, you slip out the door and race to an unseen corner to change back.

Your ribs are badly bruised but otherwise, you are okay.

Your heart is pounding.
You definitely need to make some improvements to the suit. But you spend the rest of the afternoon looking over your new acquisition.

>Roll 1d100 for Engineering
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>>2138644
>Wanna dissect that thing and add it to our suits arsenal somehow.
This might be possible.

>Maybe use it to train the Wendigos if we go back!
This would require that you know anything about whips, animal training, or Wendigo.

>>2138652
>all eyes are on us now and cops will not look kindly at us looting the evidence.
Someone might have noticed, but most didn’t pay attention.

>I do wish we were carrying with us some sort of scanner to take readings of any interesting tech we encounter
Gotta find and loot a tricorder.

>>2138653
>Besides, no one knows its us, they didn't see us change
Nobody saw you and everyone believes you bolted when he attacked.
Shin actually assumes you did it to protect the actuators.

Gotta rest for a while.
When I return, Dinner with Tony, then checking in on Id.
You also need to decide how to proceed with the suit, after learning about the whip and power source.
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Rolled 63 (1d100)

>>2138698
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So the speed of a whip can actually create a sonic boom. Maybe we can incorporate our weird dimension-tearing sonic tech into this and use the whip to tear open actual portals into different dimensions. It would also make a very dangerous weapon if you open a small dimensional tear on an enemy by striking them with it. We could incorporate it into the suit.
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Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>2138698
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Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>2138698
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>>2138653
Um, as far as the cops are concerned, if they don't have it then it's still in circulation.
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>>2138899
In the words of the warrior poet, Ice Cube; "Fuck the Police"
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Suit upgrade ideas:
>Incorporate power source into our suit
>Install actuators in the joints of the suit to enhance our strength
>Use the control system to improve our control over the suits strength boosting properties as well as fine tune our sonic abilities
>Install the whip to retract into the arm of our suit
>Connect whip to the power supply for an electrified whip
>Incorporate sonic tech into whip for a dimensional sonic boom whipcrack attack

In the future I'd like to upgrade the suits sensory capabilities with zoom and augmented reality features. As well as the ability to see where we would teleport to in the other dimension to make sure it's safe before we jump. Any other ideas?
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Suit model: Corvus

It needs red paint job, which will be donated by mr.Stark
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Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>2138698
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Sorry for my absence.
I had technical issues keeping me from posting.
In 1-2 hours I'll write up My Dinner With Tony.

Any opinions on if I should then run Intuition Drive or save him for tomorrow?
Hate for anons looking forward to it missing out because my schedule got waylaid.
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>>2139582
I feel like the end of the day would be a natural endpoint to switch to ID
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>>2138723
>>2139172
Interesting ideas.
Again, use of the whip would take a lot of practice but I'll also write up the requirements/feasibility of these ideas.
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>>2139590
I agree, I just don't know who's going to be up.
And this guy >>2136757 was definitely looking forward to Id. Others were too.
We'll see.
If they miss it, I can always keep running more when I have time.

I have 4 issues and two big plot twists in store...
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>>2139222
>>2138759
>>2138730
>>2138709
>Mild Success

After having your wounds bandaged, you return to the office. Thanks to the blow that hit the doorframe when you bolted from the dining room, nobody was surprised by your injuries.
The police took information from everyone but, as many of the patrons were quite wealthy, most were allowed to leave without giving a statement. You’re grateful for the opportunity to examine the whip.
After disassembling it and reassembling it, you think you have a fair idea of how it works, but the cybernetic interpretation circuitry and power controls are a mystery to you. Also, the power supply operates at an unusual frequency and you can’t understand why.

Implementing the whip into your suit was effortless, however. You attempt to maneuver it, but aside from retracting and extending it, you handle it with the skill and grace of a toddler with a garden hose.
At the very least, you have an extremely strong retractable cable that can be manually tightened around objects. It may yet become useful.

More importantly, the compact, collapsible, and nested design may be useful to copy when implementing other advances into your suit.
But that would have to wait as dinner was rapidly approaching.


Tony Stark arrived 45 minutes late for dinner with an apology about running into “an acquaintance of a friend”. But he brought a bottle of exquisite scotch and your chef did an fantastic job keeping the food from going dry, so the meal was far from a loss.
The conversation was insufferable for most of the evening, as he had an infuriating habit of mentioning your business failings in the last year. Certain his flippant attitude was just to get a rise out of you, you do your best to ignore it.

Finally, you bring out the power supply and hand it over to him to examine.
Simple in outer design, the rounded rectangular box glows a faint orange and bears silver trim on two thirds of its edges. Along one such edge is the power output that released a steady controlled output, limiting the substantial power it releases.
Tony produces some form of electronic magnifying lens like a Jeweler’s Eye. After examining the power supply closely, he gives you an odd look and directly asks you where you got the device.

>Answer him honestly. Tell him that it was salvaged from an alternate reality.
>Say it was a salvaged prototype from an acquired company.
>Tell him that your former Head of R&D had invented it, but left no notes.
>Ask him why he wants to know.
>Tell him that kind of information is expensive to learn. Press him for tech or financial support in exchange.
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>>2139979
>Tell him that kind of information is expensive to learn. Press him for tech or financial support in exchange.

I know your fucking game Stark. You won't Wonder Man US!
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>>2139979
>Tell him that kind of information is expensive to learn. Press him for tech or financial support in exchange.
Quid pro quo. He wants to know more, we want to know more. But, if he agrees,
>Honesty
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>>2140007
supporting
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>>2140014
>>2139999
>>2140007
>>Tell him that kind of information is expensive to learn. Press him for tech or financial support in exchange.
>Quid pro quo. He wants to know more, we want to know more. But, if he agrees,
>>Honesty
Roll 1d100 for Business
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Rolled 17 (1d100)

>>2140028
Let’s give this a go
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Rolled 69 (1d100)

>>2140028
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Rolled 77 (1d100)

>>2140028
Business time!
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>>2139979
>>2140028
Just noticed that I dropped my name.

>>2140030
>>2140055
>>2140029
That's a moderate success.

I gotta do something else for a moment, but then I'll type up the results.
I'll honor a better roll if it comes in the meantime.
You need all the help you can get if you want to out-business Tony Stark.
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Rolled 31 (1d100)

>>2140028
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Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>2140060
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>>2140060
"Well Tony," you reply, "That kind of information is expensive to learn. Now, if Vibrant Technologies had some backing and support from Stark Industries with the related venture, I would be happy to share everything I know." You offer you most welcoming smile.
For once, you have technology and information that he doesn't. It feels good.

Tony Stark holds your gaze for a moment before replying "You are cautious. That's good." He flippantly tossed the power source back to you, making you scramble to catch it.
"You'll need to be cautious if you're going to continue salvaging technology from an alternate reality."

"How-" you begin when he also flippantly tosses the Jeweler's Eye to you and cuts you off.

"Examine the seam to the right of the power output. Do you see it? Don't beat yourself up for not finding it, I simply have better toys." At first, you see nothing, then you adjust the magnification until you see the hidden words.
Stark repeats them out loud even as you read them:
"Proudly manufactured by Parker Industries in Detroit, Michigan, United States of America, Midgard.
"Now, I have no clue what 'Parker Industries' is, but I know for certain there's no collaboration with Asgard technology in Detroit.
"Obviously, last year's little attempt at space travel yielded you different results. Still though, to have created the ability to slip into an alternate reality without creating a detectable tear in the fabric of reality is impressive technology.
"If you continue to be as thoroughly cautious as you have been, I see no reason to interfere with your continued salvage efforts.
"If you'd like, I could facilitate your efforts with an old minimal exosuit, for safety. I'd only ask for 20% of the net value of any technology salvaged using the suit. What do you say?"

You're fairly certain that he just "allowed" you to keep using your own proprietary technology and the colossal prick managed to sound magnanimous.
You'd like to stab him a little.

"As for the power source, I have no idea how to charge it or create another one. I would recommend draining the power from that one, and once it's safely drained, then experiment with opening it up, away from the city, like Roxxon's new energy plant is doing.

"Well, thank you for the meal, Vincent, but I need to see about a misplaced parcel. Think about my offer, yeah?"

>"I know your fucking game Stark. You won't Wonder Man ME!"
>"I appreciate your offer, but I am afraid I must insist on no interference, whatsoever, from you on this."
>"Ten percent and the exosuit has to be an operational Iron Man suit. Final offer."
>"I will consider what you've said."
>"I accept your offer."
>write in
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Sorry, I nodded off there a moment.
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>>2140107
>"I will consider your offer. Thank you."

Let's not piss off Tony, he can buy us out or undercut us or do all kinds of shit.
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>>2140107
Id rather not become a subsidiary of Stark’s, although I see no reason to alienate him either... if he wants a share in our findings, he’ll have to offer more than just use of his older attire. I think a license and blueprints for a non current line of his suits might be appropriate. After all 20 percent imply significant stake. Make it a 10 instead. It should still be a lot relative to investment on his part, and make it limited to technology salvaged with use of those suits or its derivatives.
If such involvement does not seem attractive, perhaps we could at least discuss future cooperation on research and implementation of salvaged tech on case by case basis.

And maybe ask if he’s got any security tips regarding delving into other universes, given his connections. After all causing a multiversal disaster is not our intention.
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>>2140116
Blueprints of even an old version of his suits would be worth billions though.
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>>2140107
Are write ins allowed?
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Actually, changing from >>2140126 to >>2140116 . While I don't want him assuming direct control I also don't want to cut off the a dude the universe deemed worthy enough to put an Infinity Stone in his head.

Also >tfw QM includes your Wonder Man fluff
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>>2140126
Write ins are usually allowed as long as they are remotely in-character.
No random baby eating or whatever.
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>>2140138
Awesome, will keep in mind next time but >>2140130 already supporting another one. On a side note we should totally to that with the power source. Drain it and see what makes it tick I mean.

Then again for all we know that thing turns people into Wendigo so, you know, caution should be exercised doubly so, who's with me?
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>>2138723
>Maybe we can incorporate our weird dimension-tearing sonic tech into this and use the whip to tear open actual portals into different dimensions. It would also make a very dangerous weapon if you open a small dimensional tear on an enemy by striking them with it.
While far from impossible, this would be a full new power and expensive to level up to a strong state.
Also, one benefit of your dimensional travel is that it is incredibly "clean".
When you travel, it's like the Conehead girl making a perfect dive and hardly making a ripple in the fabric of space time.
This whip would be a cannonball, but you could theoretically open larger portals with it.

>>2139172
>Suit upgrade ideas:
>>Incorporate power source into our suit
Easily done. No cost. Reliable power.

>>Install actuators in the joints of the suit to enhance our strength
Your suit is not rigid. This would require an exosuit or exoskeleton of some kind. Definitely possible then. Ability increase cost scales directly. Cost mitigated some by the actuators.

>>Use the control system to improve our control over the suits strength boosting properties as well as fine tune our sonic abilities
Also possible. Doing so immediately would slow commercial production somewhat as your R&D could not have access to the prototype. Cost entirely mitigated by the device and that you will need to practice with new controls.

>>Install the whip to retract into the arm of our suit
Already done. You just can't use it for crap. Whip use is a New Power and would need to be leveled.

>>Connect whip to the power supply for an electrified whip
...Let's assume your suit is shock resistant, this could still be dangerous near water. You are not electrokinetic. Also Whip use.

>>Incorporate sonic tech into whip for a dimensional sonic boom whipcrack attack
I am imagining I blowing like a party favor. New Power Stunt. Need to practice to get sonic boom whip crack attack. Dimensional whip is dangerous new power.

>In the future I'd like to upgrade the suits sensory capabilities with zoom and augmented reality features.
New powers. Cost might be mitigated by new tech.

>As well as the ability to see where we would teleport to in the other dimension to make sure it's safe before we jump.
Powerful new power. Cost doubled.

Costs are spent Karma.
Still working out the quest balance as your total Karma is at 250.
And getting a new stunt is supposed to be 1000+.
New powers start at 540, but scale quickly with a level 3 power costing a total of 2040.
But I don't want the quest to degenerate into grinding.


Also, I think Vincent would at least buy some regular body armor and can definitely afford and obtain quality bullet proof vest level. Low rent for a superhero, but better than what you have now.
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>>2140107
>"Ten percent and the exosuit has to be an operational Iron Man suit. Final offer."
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>>2140112
>>"I will consider your offer. Thank you."
1 vote

>>2140116
>I think a license and blueprints for a non current line of his suits might be appropriate. Make it a 10 instead. It should still be a lot relative to investment on his part, and make it limited to technology salvaged with use of those suits or its derivatives.
Two votes

>>2140181
>>"Ten percent and the exosuit has to be an operational Iron Man suit. Final offer."
1 vote.
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>>2140482
"Thank you for the offer, Tony. Please allow me a counter offer:
"I think a license and blueprints for a non current line of an operational Iron Man suit might be appropriate. And let's make it 10% instead. Afterall, it should still be a lot more relative to the investment on your part. And let's keep it limited to technology salvaged with use of those suits or its derivatives. What do you say?"

He gives you a cold stare for a moment, then replies "Alright, it's a deal." He grabs your hand and shakes it firmly. "You're just lucky I have larger things going on today that need addressing.
"I know just the unit that you could use. I'll send it over in a few days with the paperwork."

In a few moments, the billionaire had breezed out of your office and you were left with a scotch in your hand, wondering if you made the right decision.
You feel you had, but time would tell.
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>>2140549
We seriously got that.... wow.
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>>2140549
Neat. Here's hoping this deal will work out well for the both of us.

No pressure, R&D lads...
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>>2140549
He gave us blueprints and licensing for the suit. Modify it for use in mundane heavy industries and start selling it on the market.
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>>2140580
Pretty sure the license will have restrictions.
Also it's one of the people I'd rather not fuck over, at least not without better reason than bolstering the bottom line.
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>>2140556
>>2140569
>>2140580
>>2140605
It is a great deal and a huge benefit to us.
...but he *is* Tony Fucking Stark.
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Intuition Drive

Earlier that day...
You sit in the cafe, holding your paper coffee cup near your mouth as you watch the crowd. There were less people in this particular cafe on this particular day.
You prefer crowds. It is easier to get lost in them. It is easier to become a faceless stranger.
As it is, you've taken to hiding your face with sunglasses and what was labeled "fake hipster beard."
Your hat and coat further obscure your robotic features.

Not that people seem to mind your appearance.
The often seem pleasant enough, but eventually mercenaries working for Asano Robotics would arrive, checking out reports of a robot.
You enjoy watching people as your system accesses the wi-fi signal. You often hold a discarded and broken phone, so as to further avoid standing out and detection.

Unfortunately, today was a bright and sunshine filled day and your coat and hat seemed out of place.
The barista had been casting you a few looks earlier and was approaching.
Engaging in some conversation with one of the other nearby patrons might prevent her from discovering you.

>Talk with the small bespectacled fellow wearing a humor T-shirt and typing in a laptop.
>Chat with the young man in a suit, pouring over papers from a briefcase and drinking.
>Try to talk to the barista and keep her from revealing you.
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>>2140817
>Chat with the young man in a suit, pouring over papers from a briefcase and drinking.
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>>2140824
>>2140817
>drinking several cups of coffee
Guy is not drinking alcohol in a cafe
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>>2140817
>Talk with the small bespectacled fellow wearing a humor T-shirt and typing in a laptop.
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>>2140817
>Chat with whichever of the two seems like he would welcome the distraction
We've been people-watching, it should be obvious.
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>>2140878
>>Chat with whichever of the two seems like he would welcome the distraction
Roll 1d100 for Intuition

Also, we discovered last issue that any questions a player may have can be rolled against Intuition, with varying results from your trusted gut.
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Rolled 87 (1d100)

>>2140878
>We've been people-watching, it should be obvious.
Actually, fair enough.
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Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>2140903
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>>2140817
>>2140824
>>2140850
>>2140878
The bespectacled man seems more relaxed and likely to converse.

You slide over and approach the guy.
"Nice weather today, isn't it?"

He spares you a glance as he looks up from his laptop.
Flashing you a weak smile, he says "Yeah, not that I get outside much."

The barista is still looking in your direction, but no longer approaching.
"Why is that?" you say, trying to sound friendly. "Is it what you're working on?"

"Oh, I'm not much for outdoors anyway, but yeah. I'm working on this project for this knockout blonde I know. She's worried about security on her property, so I'm linking all the local cameras into a network thst she can access."

"Those seem to be city cameras, is this legal?" The barista has turned back around to her station.

Looking up at you warily, he really notices you for the first time.
"Uh, ummm.... ...yes?"

>Caution him against actions that go against justice.
>Tell him not to worry. You are there in peace.
>Ask him about this girl he seems to seek approval of.
>write in
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>>2140942
>Ask him about this girl he seems to seek approval of.
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>>2140942
>Ask him about this girl he seems to seek approval of.
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>>2140942
>Ask him about this girl he seems to seek approval of.
We should cation him about doing illegal stuff to impress a girl
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>>2140968
>>2140986
>>2140987
>>Ask him about this girl he seems to seek approval of.
>We should cation him about doing illegal stuff to impress a girl

He starts straightening up the mess he's left at his table.
"This girl is amazing. She's drop dead gorgeous but more than that, she's hands down the smartest person I've ever met.
She's got this brilliant lab she works out of. I think she owns the whole block."

"You should be careful breaking the law for a girl."

"Yeah. You're right of course, I'm not really worried about it, though. It's not like this is my first rodeo. Besides,this is a quiet spot in a safe area of the city."


A loud slam, startled the whole cafe.
Three figures strode in, closing the door and flipping the closed sign as they entered.
They were wearing suits and the sharpest dressed one was holding a metal box.
The tall one had a large, strangely flat forehead.
The other one had odd metallic gloves on.
The sharp dressed one said to the others, "What were they doing there? Everyone was supposed to be cleared out!"
"Shut up, Dan." The tall one ordered. "Listen up everyone! We're all going to spend a few minutes relaxing together. All of us are going to fine, as long as nobody makes any sudden moves or touches their phone."

The guy next to you looks around anxiously.

>Talk to the men, urging peace.
>Bravely challenge the men to leave the cafe alone.
>Alert the police through your wireless connection.
>Cautiously keep your head down.
>write-in
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>>2141006
>Alert the police through your wireless connection.
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>>2141006
>>Cautiously keep your head down.
Too many things can go wrong here. Let's observe things first. If we need to alert the cops we will.
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>>2141006
This is girl is Insight isn't it.

>Bravely challenge the men to leave the cafe alone.
>Alert the police through your wireless connection.

We can take a few bullets.
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>>2141032
But the meatbags around us can't anon. We aren't a fighter.
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Rolled 45 (1d100)

>>2141006
>Try to get a read on the men: are they violent? Capable of murder?
>Urge your neighbors to be compliant, no need to provoke these men.
>Prepare an automated alert to the police, with a repeating 1-minute cancel timer. (So, if we lose our internet connection, the alert will send a minute after. Or we decide to let the timer run out.)
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>>2141006
>>Bravely challenge the men to leave the cafe alone.
>>Alert the police through your wireless connection.
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>>2141049
Intuition:
>Try to get a read on the men: are they violent?
Yes.

>Capable of murder?
Hell yes.

...the well dressed one considerably less so than the other two.
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>Alert the police through your wireless connection
3.5 votes

>Urge your neighbors to be compliant, no need to provoke these men.
or
>Cautiously keep your head down.
2 votes

>Bravely challenge the men to leave the cafe alone
2 votes
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>>2141210
Alert and be compliant.
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You quietly urge everyone to be compliant with the men while you silently send an alert to the police.

"Listen to Beardo Weirdo here." The tall one comments, "This will all be over soon and we can get out of here."

After several tense minutes, it becomes clear they are waiting around for something. You wonder where the police are.

"Hey Joey, I mean boss" the gloved one begins, "Since we're here, mind of we hit the till?"
"Frankie, do I look like I carry if you nick spare change? Just be ready to go when I say."
"Sure thing boss.

"Hey sweetcheeks," he said, motioning to the terrified barista, "Come put the till in a bag for me."
After looking around at everyone for a moment, she approaches him and opens the register. "Sure thing. Whatever you want, mister."

"Oh? *Whatever* I want?" He insinuates as his metal hand holds the side of her face. You realize not that his hands aren't gloved, they are robotic.
"Ow! Stop, you're hurting me!"
"Oh no," he leers, you'll know when I'm hurting you."

The other two men are ignoring this exchange but the man in the suit and you are not.
As you are considering acting, the man in the suit stands and says "Leave her alone!"
The boss and Frankie laugh.

"Oh?" He said, letting go of the girl. "Let me show you something."
He pulls a metal bolt from his pocket and extended it towards the man on his palm.

"Now you see it." The bolt lifted weightlessly off his hand.
"Now you don't." The bolt flew at the man's head, striking his skull and knocking him unconscious.
The three men laughed.

>Charge Frankie and beat him.
>Draw you concealed energy gun and shoot the man for justice (non-lethal)
>Shoot the boss
>Shoot Dan, the well dressed one.
>Pull your weapon and order them all to stand down.
>write-in
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>>2141390
>Draw you concealed energy gun and shoot the man for justice (non-lethal)
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>>2141390
>Shoot Frankie
>Shield yourself and/or humor-shirt from Dan's counter-attack
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>>2141390
>>Draw you concealed energy gun and shoot the man for justice (non-lethal)
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>>2141390
>Draw you concealed energy gun and shoot the man for justice (non-lethal)

<JUSTICE> IS NON NEGOTIABLE!
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>>2141396
>>2141567
>>2141587
>>2141660
Roll 2d100

Sorry for the delay. I was traveling and the wifi where I was banned 4chan.
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Rolled 95, 41 = 136 (2d100)

>>2141743
Café Bans 4Chan After Meta-Hacker Hostage Situation
'A robot shitposting made the police think it was a hoax.' Says Barrista
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Rolled 28, 11 = 39 (2d100)

>>2141743
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>>2141816
>>2141839
You quickly pull your weapon and fire at Frankie. He tries to lift his hand to block, barely managing to deflect dtga small portion of the energy before he is knocked down by the blast.

The deflected energy flies into Dan, who reflexively flings the metal box into the air. As it strikes the ground, it's contents scatter across floor, one piece striking your foot.
"Idiots!" Screams the boss. "Pick it up! Get everything! I'll take care of this joker."

The boss draws a large weapon and fires it into your chest.
The bullets deflect off your flesh to no effect.
Growling, he charges headfirst at your frame.

>Block the tackle with you omnium nanite shield
>Shoot the boss in the face (non-lethal, possibly blinding)
>Shoot the boss in the leg (non-lethal)
>Dodge with agility
>write-in
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>>2141843
Aw fuck this is THE Hammerhead. I thought you just used a stock image man!

>Shoot the boss in the leg (non-lethal)
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>>2141843
>Dodge, and push his charge along so he goes out the window behind us.
This should bring greater attention to the situation, possibly improving police response time.
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>>2141859
>>Shoot the boss in the leg (non-lethal)
>>2141921
>>Dodge, and push his charge along so he goes out the window behind us.
Hmmm.
Give me 4d100
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Rolled 36, 21, 54, 57 = 168 (4d100)

>>2141938
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Rolled 84, 8, 44, 69 = 205 (4d100)

>>2141938
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>>2141921
support
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Rolled 22, 1, 14, 20 = 57 (4d100)

>>2141938
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>>2141956
>>2141961
>>2141963
As the determined criminal charges, you shoot him in the foot. The blow doesn’t do much damage, but it unbalances him enough for you to barely dodge the charge and push it along so he goes out the window behind you.
There is a thunderous crash as he takes out window and stumbles back into the street.
"Hey!" Dan shouts as he is scrambling to gather the fallen loot. The barista and and T-shirt are trying to drag the suit behind the counter. "Get back here!"
Frankie is struggling to get back on his feet.

>Escort the civilians out of the cafe
>Make certain the boss is out
>Shoot Dan
>Shoot Frankie
>write-in
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>>2141994
What was in the box?
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>>2141994
We're still using the zapper, right?

Try to position self between thugs and civilians.
Shoot Frank and get ready to shoot Dan.
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>>2141994
>Escort the civilians to safety
We have enough data to track these guys down later (faces and names, methods, meta-abilities, times and visual/audio/tactile information on the loot). Getting the innocents out of danger takes priority.
>Shoot if necessary.
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>>2142006
true, but can we protect all of them? At least one seems to be unconscious.
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>>2142002
>What was in the box?
Roll 1d100 for Intuition

>>2142004
>We're still using the zapper, right?
Absolutely
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Rolled 45 (1d100)

>>2142010
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Rolled 14 (1d100)

>>2142010
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Rolled 38 (1d100)

>>2142010
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Rolled 72 (1d100)

>>2142010
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>>2141994
>Escort the civilians out of the cafe
Be the hero you want to see in the world!
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>>2141994
>Escort the civilians out of the cafe.
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>>2142021
>>2142013
>>2142012
>>2142011
>>2142002
>What was in the box?
There were papers, probably some important financial records and an expensive looking wooden box with Chinese writing all over it. When the metal box crashed, the wooden box had popped open and several disks had fallen out. The inside of the box had a dozen circular grooves, but far less disks than that had fallen out. You are certain the box contained part of a rare collection and probably information on the rest of the collection.
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>>2142142
Discreetly take the box
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>>2142004
>>2142006
>>2142050
>>2142106
Standing between yourself and the fleeing civilians, you protect them, backing out as they escape.
Dan is finishing gathering the scattered contents of this box.
Frankie is clamboring to his feet.

Seeing you, he raises his palm and fires a weak electric blast.
You brace yourself for the pain, but some reason, the electricity doesn’t hurt you nearly as bad as you thought it would.

Angered by your shrugging off of his attack, he reaches into his pockets and pulls out handfuls of bolts, launching them in your direction.
Shielding the others as best you can, the projectiles bounce harmlessly off you, but a few slip past and nearly strike the innocent.
With resolve born of justice, you fire your weapon again and Frankie is knocked back to the ground, unconscious.

The boss yells into the cafe "Our cover is here, you got the goods already?"
Dan casts a look around and shouts back, "Ye-yeah! Frankie is down though!"
"Leave him!"

You take the chance to escort them out the side of the cafe. Once they are sage. You circle back to the front of the store.
The boss and Dan are gone.
You hear a loud booming sound getting closer as well as distant sirens and gunfire.

>Go back into the cafe and search for clues.
>Stand your ground and greet the unexpected.
>Find a sheltered spot and draw your weapon.
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>>2142152
>>2142150
Re-submitting in case you missed
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>>2142152
>Search for clues in the cafe.
Also be ready to draw your weapon in case that booming is hostile.
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>>2142150
>Discreetly take the box
Dan recovered the wooden box right away, but not necessarily all its contents.
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>>2142152
>Search for clues in the cafe.
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>>2142152
>Go back into the cafe and search for clues.
Sleuthing is our middle name!
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>>2142157
>>2142163
>>2142166
Examining the aftermath of the altercation, you can tell there will be plenty of regular physical evidence for the police to go over.
Searching through the mess, you look for anything significant.
The booming is getting louder.
You make sure your weapon is read if needed...


>Roll 1d100 for Intuition
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>>2142172
Let's make Wimbleton Tenniscatch proud
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Rolled 41 (1d100)

>>2142172
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Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>2142172
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Rolled 50 (1d100)

>>2142172
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>>2142181
>>2142189
>>2142185
>>2142182
Frankie is still passed out.
Searching the cafe you find a disk near where you where standing when the box opened.
It is a ceramic circle with an ornate metal band surrounding it.
It has a Chinese symbol engraved on the ceramic surface on one side.

The booming crescendos and from inside you see an enormous man dressed in a grey suit with a rhino horn on the head dragging a large slab of curled metal that's leaking bills of cash into the street.
You discreetly pocket the disk.

"I heard there's a troublemaker in there."

>Flee the wrath of Rhino
>Call out to him ()
>Step out into the street to confront him
>write-in
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>>2142219

That doesn't sound like law enforcement. Find a spot to discreetly observe his actions from and gauge his intentions.
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>>2142219
This >>2142223 sounds good.
Meanwhile,
>Use the internet to translate the symbol, asuming we do not have Chinese.Ancient.Lang already installed.
Also, did we find anything of relevance on Frankie?
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>>2142219
>Call out to him (Greetings! The situation is under control! The trouble makers have been dealt with!)

Can we also decipher the symbol?
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>>2142219
>Flee the wrath of Rhino

He's a heavy hitter.
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>>2142219
That symbol means RAT.
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>>2142259
You're the real hero anon
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>>2142242
>>Use the internet to translate the symbol, asuming we do not have Chinese.Ancient.Lang already installed.
>>2142253
>Can we also decipher the symbol?
>>2142259
>That symbol means RAT.
Apparently, we do have some translation software installed.
Cool.


>Call out to him "Greetings! Everything is under control. Situation normal. The trouble makers have been dealt with! Uh, had a slight weapons malfunction. But, uh, everything's perfectly all right now. We're fine. We're all fine here, now, thank you. How are you?"
1 vote

>discreetly observe his actions from and gauge his intentions.
2 votes

>Flee the heavy hitter.
1 vote
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>>2142242
>did we find anything of relevance on Frankie?
Mostly steel bolts and a wad of cash.
Also, notably, a standard pistol. Proving he uses his robotic hands by choice, for whatever reason.
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>>2142223
>>2142242
You cautiously observe him, hidden from inside the cafe.
He drags the twisted slab of metal holding the cash to a stop in front of the cafe.
"Hey! You in there, troublemaker?!" He calls into building.

When you fail to respond, he steps to the far end of the street across from the window and hurls an empty car, flipping and rolling it at the building.
Glass and debris from the wall rain down on you, but your shield blocks most of it.

After listening for a moment, he shouts "No? Nothing? Well I guess you won't mind this!"

He begins to charge towards you.
You swear you hear a roaring engine.

>Get out of there now!
>Try to pull unconscious Frankie out of the cafe.
>Find a sheltered spot and protect yourself with your nanites.
>Try to protect yourself and Frankie in the open.
>write-in
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>>2142289
>Try to pull unconscious Frankie out of the cafe.
Well, fuck
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>>2142289
>Try to pull unconscious Frankie out of the cafe.
Nigga RUN
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>>2142292
>>2142306
>Lugging the lug
Give me a 1d100 for Strength you scrawny ass robot!
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Rolled 58 (1d100)

>>2142311
Shit shit shit shit
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Rolled 12 (1d100)

>>2142311
I told u guys
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Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>2142311
Time to use the force...
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>>2142316
>>2142315
>>2142312
>barely a success
Do you even lift?

Your servos strain as Frankie's heavier than he looks.
You lug as best you can to the back of the cafe.
Out of time, you unceremoniously drop Frankie in a heap behind a reach-in cooler and, bracing for the impact, you watch as the grey behemoth bears down on the building you're in.

Just as he nears thebuilding, a red blur roars into Rhino, carries his momentum, and lifts him into the air, veering so that only the villain's feet strike the building.
A blast of rocket jets buffet the open cafe front, then suddenly depart.

Stepping out into the street, you look up and see Iron Man carrying the threat away from the area.
"I'll take it from here, citizen!"
It might be silly, but it feels good to be called "citizen".

Now you're just curious what that disk was.

>Leave before the cops show up.
>write-in
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>>2141032
>This is girl is Insight isn't it.
Did you guess before i got to her lab? After I posted, I thought that was too obvious.
Either way, good guess.
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>>2142321

Hmm... do we want to offer the cops a testimony and a piece of evidence?
Or do we want to make ourselves scarce?
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>>2142327
Not telling you what to do, but just a reminder that your current legal status is "Property of Asano Robotics".
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>>2142325
I guessed right when you mentioned the lab.

>>2142321
>Leave now.
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Off to walk my dog. I'll be back to write up how you want to wrap up.

>>2142330
>I guessed right when you mentioned the lab.
Ah. I knew it wasn't as subtle as I usually like to be.

>"Tony Stark arrived 45 minutes late for dinner with an apology about running into “an acquaintance of a friend”."
This is how subtle I like to foreshadow.
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>>2142328
That's what I suspected. Let's get lost.

Put together a report of the incident with pictures of the gangsters and their loot though to send the law enforcement later. If we have functionality to recall such images that is. That would've been awesome.

>tfw internet is a bonus superpower
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Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>2142321
>Leave, keep the disk.
>Work out a report for the cops, as >>2142338
>Review clues and Intuit where the gansters have gone. (Dice included)

>>2142336
I was guessing Insight at
>I'm working on this project for this knockout blonde I know. She's worried about security
But, to be fair, I'm basically guessing everyone at all times. For instance, these disks are clearly links in the mystery that The Master is working on. Also, are from alt-dimensions and are full of dark-force.
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>>2142336
I knew the acquaintance of a friend was likely a spider-man villain, I did not think it would tie into ID's story.
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At the sound of the approaching sirens, you make a swift exit.

Quickly finding a print store, you begin to assemble a report for the police.
Printing the right pictures takes a while. Technically, the images are stored within your drive, within you. But you are not a normal computer.
The data within you is not ordered and filed logically. It seems to churn and shift, which has made printing specific images from memory quite difficult.
Once, you tried printing an image of your gun to show a dealer, as you are not certain how to charge or reload the weapon. Every time you tried, you just printed an image of the administrator who shot you in the back.
Your image storage seems much more "stream of subconscious" than "filing cabinet".

Fortunately, the images were fresh in your mind and out of 100 or so images, about 20 were useful for the police.
You were able to put together a report of the incident with pictures of the gangsters and their loot and fax it to the police.

The two images that stood out to you were one of the box as it opened, where you could almost see five disks in the box with notches for seven more. Also, it's now obvious that the metal box was a safety deposit box from a bank.

The other image was one from when you were talking to the guy with glasses at the laptop. You hadn't noticed at the time, but you caught his e-mail address.
hespejo@tpoh.com
You might want to ask him I'd saw anything you might have missed later.

Otherwise, your main clue is the disk.
You leave after paying the print shop for their services with some of the wad of cash you accidentally kept from Frankie's pocket.

Once in a secluded area, you take out the disk and examine it. It doesn't yield any more clues, although your nanites sense a low level of subatomic energy coming from it. The energy isn't dangerous itself, but is unlike anything you have ever heard of. It shouldn't be possible, but it seems to permeate the omnium shell of the nanites and interact with electrons from within them. It doesn’t make any sense to you.

Securing the disk for now, you concentrate on the criminals.
Not sure of what they would do other than speed off to a hideout away from this part of the city, you pick a direction and start walking.
You are on the case.


Meanwhile, at the police precinct, they receive a very helpful bundle of evidence in a fax signed...

>Anonymous
>Intuition Drive
>ID
>Id
>A Friend
>Your Friendly Neighborhood Robot Detective
>write-in
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>>2143925
>ID
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>>2143925
>ID
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>>2143925
>>Id
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or maybe "a concerned citizen" would work too.
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>>2143925
>ID

Freud would be so proud.
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I plan to write up an epilogue for the events of this day later today, but I don't have time to run a session until tomorrow.

Vote on the order of importance of what I run tomorrow:

>Vibrant practicing with upgraded suit the next day
>Vibrant exploring more of the alternate world the next day
>Intuition Drive investigating the criminals
>Orphan vignette

Not sure how long each will take, so I don't know how many will get done this thread.
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>>2144149
Exploration, investigation, orphan, training
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>>2144149
>>Vibrant practicing with upgraded suit the next day
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>>2144149
From most wanted to least

Vibrant exploring
Vibrant practicing
Orphan
ID
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>>2144149
>Vibrant exploring more of the alternate world the next day
>Vibrant practicing with upgraded suit the next day
>Orphan vignette
>Intuition Drive investigating the criminals
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>>2144149
Could you do a Master vignette? I wanna see him try to help troubled kids at a youth center while trying to get revenge, having the Universe guide him to his true destiny of being the cryptic old mystic.
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>>2144149
There are forces in play that doomed the alternate world.
But the greatest threat in the quest?
My erratic schedule.
In the last hour my entire schedule for the next 36 hours changed.
I'm gonna try running later tonight since this time tomorrow I'll be busy.

>>2144276
>Could you do a Master vignette?
I can.
I don't have one locked and loaded so I won't do it tonight unless an improv session with him gets a ton of votes.

>I wanna see him try to help troubled kids at a youth center while trying to get revenge, having the Universe guide him to his true destiny of being the cryptic old mystic.
I had not thought of that.
His current state of mind is that of a treasured disciple who returned to his fellow monks to find they, in the last week, had become enamored of a wealthy foreigner to the point that the elder, entrusted with the sacred duty of guarding a powerful relic, gave said relic to the foreigner to take back to America.
You are seeking vengeance and the return of the most sacred object in the world.

With that kind of motivation, it did not occur to me that he might be Kindergarten Cop 2: Sensei Edition.
It could work.
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>>2144400
Has SHIELD taken notice of Vibrant yet after his stunt at the restaurant?
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>>2144149
>Orphan vignette
>Intuition Drive investigating the criminals
>Vibrant practicing with upgraded suit the next day
>Vibrant exploring more of the alternate world the next day
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A strange string of crimes swept across the city at the same time this afternoon. Authorities are either unwilling or unable to explain how these seemingly unrelated crimes all occurred simultaneously.
Theories about organized crime or terrorist activity have been met with no comment.

Most of the crimes were thwarted and resolved by either police or, in several occasions, local superheroes. Most notably was, of course, Iron Man capturing the Rhino after an attempt at robbing the vault of a metropolitan bank.

Also nearby, several well known criminals were seen robbing a local cafe. The sole culprit apprehended claims to be working alone.
This is despite eyewitness reports stating that the cafe robbery was prevented by a concerned citizen who fled the scene of the crime but later delivered evidence against the criminals, only identifying themselves with the initials "I.D.".
Also a new superhero debuted today in the defense of several patrons of an upscale restaurant, the name of which is withheld at their request.
Witnesses stated the hero, who appear to be using a noise weapon, identified themselves as "White Noise". One woman, who wished only to be identified as Vanessa said the hero was atrociously loud, but surprisingly effective at defeating the criminal.
That criminal was identified as the notorious villain "Backlash". No comment has been made as to why the criminal targeted that restaurant.


>>2144454
>Has SHIELD taken notice of Vibrant yet after his stunt at the restaurant?
SHIELD watches the news, yeah.
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>>2144567
>>2144246
>>2144243
>>2144156
>>2144276
>>2144158
>Exploration 13
>Orphan 10
>Training 10
>Investigation 8
>(Master 4)

What is it with you guys and close votes?
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>>2144149
>>2144653
>Orphan
>Vibrant Practice
>Indepentant Detective Investigations
>Exploring
>(Master if you have time to prep somehing, but waiting until you have it locked down is fine)
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>Orphan 14
>Exploration 14
>Training 13
>Investigation 10
>(Master 5)

Going to start with the Orphan vignette, since I did promise to last issue.

Here's a refresher in thread:

Orphan

You barely remember a time before the fight.
There had been a time, you know, when you all had been safe.
You were bored, trapped, stuck and unable to move.
But then the world had shook and the sky had torn open all the everyone were finally free.
Most started fighting.
You liked fighting.
You were good at it too.
So were the tough biting bugs that hid inside.
The hid inside trees.
They hid inside dirt.
But mostly, they hid inside friends.
Every friend you had got sick, got mean, and turned into a tough biting bug.
But you still fought good.
You fought for days and days without rest, against swarms of the bugs.
When they ran out of bugs, you stopped, rested, cooked bugs, ate bugs, and one day met Squishie.
Squishie loved to roll around and kept trying to climb your back, squeeze you, and hug you.
Squishie was like you and never turned into a biting bug.
Squishie didn't eat the bugs and didn't like the fire.
You were worried that Squishie might get sick ftom not eating.
Then one day, a metal house crashed with a roar and new friends came out.
They seemed curious about all the dead bugs you leave lying around.
You creep closer, trying to smell if the have biting bugs in them, then you saw Squishie roll into their house.
You ran in to get Squishie before something bad happened.
That's when it suddenly got dark and everything changed forever.
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>>2145201
It is dark, you can not see Squishie.
But you can hear. You can hear the new friends. But, you can't smell them.
They could have biting bugs inside them. Four of them are close.

The new friends outside had been hard on the outside, like bugs with big heads. But they also had the same arms and legs as you.
Two come closer. They are scared. Biting bugs not often scared, but sometimes scared when you kill them.
Maybe these have weak biting bugs. Maybe they think you have biting bug in you.

You wish you had fire to see.

You sense movement and raise arm to block bug arm, but feel just small bite arm.
You pull out one tooth stuck in arm.
Two close new friends still too far to hit.
Strange new friend spat tooth at you.
New friends are weird.

>Attack new friends, bite them on arm, see how they like
>Step back from new friends
>Ignore dumb new friends and look for Squishie or fire to see.
>write-in
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>>2145265
>>Ignore dumb new friends and look for Squishie or fire to see.
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>>2145265
>Ignore dumb new friends and look for Squishie or fire to see.
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>>2145284
>>2145334
>>2145265 (You) #
>Ignore dumb new friends and look for Squishie or fire to see.

You turn away from dumb new friends.
You feel along ground for twigs for fire, sometimes slapping floor to call Squishie, but he not come and floor of house is clean cold metal.

New friends both spat teeth at you and the stick in your back.
They barely hurt. You ignore teeth and leave in for now. Got to find Squishie.
You find walk of house, strange and bumpy, but still no twigs.

Two close new friends spat two more teeth in you back. Dumb new friends are dumb, but no trouble if they just spit.
You stretch and think you are tired, even though you have only been up for two days. Oh well, you can stay up until find Squishie.

Suddenly, you hear new friend shout!
You can't see and can't smell, so you listen.
You're not sure what made new friend yell, until you hear familiar slapping warble on hard big head.
SQUISHIE!

Squishie must think new friends are hurting you and is trying to hug-hurt one.
Two friends try to squeeze Squishie to get him to stop.
Dumb new friends are dumb.

>Attack new friends, so they not hurt Squishie.
>Let Squishie hug-hurt new friend
>Try to pull Squishie off of dumb new friend
>write-in
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>>2145373
>Try to pull Squishie off of dumb new friend
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>>2145373
>Pull squishie off
>Hug the squishie, he's probably just lonely and scared
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>>2145474
>>2145391
>Try to pull Squishie off of dumb new friend

You step close and reach out to scoop up Squishie of one new friend, but he slides away. Bad Squishie.
Other new friend try to hit you, but your arm spin and block punch before you realize that it tried to hit you.
You kick it away with one, then two feet as you spin in air.

You face Squishie and clap you hands hard to get Squishie to stop.
It not works, Squishie really wants to hug-hurt new friend.
You scoop and scoop and scoop Squishie, but he keeps trying to get back to new friend.

New friend shout and then world shakes and roars. Squishie gets sick-scared and you hold him in puddle on your chest.
You hug the squishie, he's probably so lonely and scared.
More dumb teeth get spat on you. Then you hear snake hissing.

At least you have good dinner. But you can't find where on wall snake is.
Snake smells awful though. You think smelly snake might not taste good. You turn to see if two new friends smell stinky snake, but they are gone.
All new friends gone.

You feel sleepy in dark. You pull out stupid teeth and lie on back with sick-scared Squishie on chest. You find stinky snake when you wake up.

>Roll 1d100 for Endurance
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Rolled 31 (1d100)

>>2145518
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Rolled 14 (1d100)

>>2145518
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Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>2145518
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>>2145524
>>2145612
>Barely passing success
Huh. Not expecting it to be that close.
Writing...
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You wake up from a deep sleep and sense others around before you open your eyes.
You move to leap to your feet when you can't move your arms or legs. Your eyes flash open.

You are on metal mat moveing down a tunnel like a log on a river. Strange wide vines have grown over you in your sleep. They bind your arms legs and chest.
Your chest.
Squishie is gone again!

Turning your head you see a new friend behind you pushing the mat.
Another friend is nearby holding a shiny ball. After a second, you realize that the ball is clear and you can see Squishie inside.
Squishie isn't moving. Squishie must be very sick-scared.

The tunnel separates and the mat turns down another tunnel to a large flat box on the wall. The friend behind your mst moves to push little squares on a larger square near the box.
The box opens and it must have startled another snake because you hear it hiss quickly, but this one doesn't stink.
Inside the box is a cave.

Your mat takes you inside and the other friend puts the ball of Squishie on another metal box. The two friends put something around your neck, vines on sticks.
The vine is tight on your neck.

The wide vines loosen and you leap to your feet on the mat. The friends pull the sticks and the vines hurt your neck and you fall off the mat.
You roll as you hit the hard metal ground, but they pull at your neck and it hurts again.

Good. You can fight. You like to fight.
Maybe these friends good at fighting.
You hit both sticks and throw your body in opposite directions, twist, jump, and wrench the stocks free from their grip.
You punch both friends in the gut and flip backwards.
They are not good at fighting. Too bad.
They are angry.

But another is not.
Another new friend was in cave already.
You turn around. Maybe they want to fight. Maybe they fight better.
They don't want to fight.
And they have smaller, softer head, like yours.

They don't smell bad like biting bugs.
They are feeling curious.
They are feeling excited.
They are feeling happy, about you.
They hold up their hands.
You do same, like other-you in calm water.

They move hands toward smaller cave in this cave. Smaller cave haa bett5<hewclear wall.
You like this new friend.
They have right number of eyes, noses, mouths, and ears. And, they smell good.

>Attack new friends behind you. They might hurt good new friend like they hurt you.
>Grab ball of Squishie and run.
>Try to warn good friend that biting bugs are bad killers.
>write-in
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>>2145906
>Go into smaller cave.
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>>2145906
>Grab ball of Squishie and run.
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>>2145906
>Grab ball of squishie and introduce it to good new friend. Friends of friends should be friends, right?
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>>2145957
>>2145960
Good new friend seems nice, but you have to get Squishie away from this place. Squishie is too sick-scared.
You turn grab the Ball of Squishie and turn back to the two new friends. You hug the Squishie ball and ready to fight new friends with just your feet.

"Wait!" The good new friend shouted as you were about to run. They were scared, but they were scared for you?
And how did they make mouth-sounds that made thought-words?

You turn back to the good new friend.
They are extending their arms and making more mouth-sounds that don't make thought-words.
But they look like they want to hug Squishie.
You slowly decide to let them hug ball of Squishie and carefully hand it to them.
They slowly bring it to their chest and hug the ball of Squishie.

Squishie lurched in the ball and tried to hug them back. The others two new friends got scared and angry, but good new friend ignore dumb new friends.
They hug ball and set it gently on metal box.
They make new mouth-sounds and you hear "...help..." in the noise.

Then they extend their arms to you.
They want to hug you?
You've never been hugged by anyone other than Squishie.
You are a little scared but somehow happy.
They are just excited.

>Hug new friend
>Grab ball of Squishie and run.
>Hide
>write-in
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>>2146148
>Hug new friend
I honestly don't understand how this literal child has a higher fighting skill than the actual ages old Kung Fu master. Makes no sense to me.
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>>2146148
>Hug new friend
Man I know we have low INT but idk what's going on and I don't like it
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>>2146172
>I honestly don't understand how this literal child has a higher fighting skill than the actual ages old Kung Fu master. Makes no sense to me.
Two things:
1. Battle hardened alien instincts honed from literally constant lethal combat. Orphan blocked an unseen blow from behind, in the dark, without thinking.
2. That is raw fighting ability. Put a weapon that the master has perfected in his hands and he is just as effective with his Ultimate Skill.

>>2146177
>idk what's going on
Hugging!
I'll translate at the end if anyone wants.
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You extend your arms and hug good new friend. It feels much better than anything you've ever felt before.
Good new friend feels soft weak fragile in your arms, but somehow still strong. You want to keep hugging, but they pull away and take your hand in theirs.

"Come." They gently guide you to the smaller cave and sit down on another mat. This mat looks softer and it feels good underneath as you sit.
You hug them again for a long while. No biting bugs come. No dumb new friends spit teeth.
You feel safe for the first time since before the fight. You close your eyes and sleep.

.....

You wake in the clear-wall cave again.
It has been many sleeps and many many best-food-evers since you first came.
Good friend does not come into the clear-wall cave often, but is always "kind" and happy.
You are happy too. You are still worried about Squishie, although you get to see Squishie every day, they never open up the ball and let Squishie hug them or you. You have tried to use mouth-sounds to make thought-words and tell good friend that Squishie is safe friend and biting bugs are bad danger.
"Speaking" is hard.

You are eating a brick of best-food-evers when dumb friend enters larger cave.
Dumb friends have right-sized heads like good friend, but are always scared or angry at you.
This dumb friend say something to good friend that make them happy and excited. You tap on clear wall and point to dumb friend, then good friend, "Happy?"

"Yes, happy. Friends come home." They show happy teeth. "Friends go out caves!"
They make happy teeth face at dumb friend and then you.
Dumb friend make teeth face at good friend then you. You see their eyes and then their biting teeth. Not happy teeth.
Biting teeth.

Dumb friend has biting bug in them! Good friend not know. You shout and bang on clear-wall. Good friend feels confused. Dumb biting bug feels hatred.
You try to use mouth-sounds, "Badbugbitingbugbadfriendinbadbuginfriendgogogogogo!"

Good friend confused.
Good friend not see dumb biting bug friend's biting teeth get bigger.

>Fight clear-wall, get out
>Try use better mouth-sounds
>Try open wall good friend opens to get inside
>write-in
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>>2146305
>Try the Open Wall
Is squishie near? He doesn't get biting bug sick, he can help.
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>>2146317
>Is Squishie near? He doesn't get biting bug sick, he can help.
Squishie is still in the ball on the metal box.
You can call to Squishie through empathy as a free action.
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>>2146305
>>Try open wall good friend opens to get inside
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>>2146330
Let's do that, then.
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>>2146348
>Try open wall good friend opens to get inside
>>2146317
>Is squishie near? He doesn't get biting bug sick, he can help.
Roll 4d100
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Rolled 6, 84, 21, 45 = 156 (4d100)

>>2146356
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Rolled 34, 83, 56, 2 = 175 (4d100)

>>2146356
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Rolled 2, 1 = 3 (2d2)

>>2146357
>>2146361
Dang that's close
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Rolled 42, 93, 12, 74 = 221 (4d100)

>>2146356
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Rolled 68, 18, 53 = 139 (3d100)

>>2146357
>>2146361
>>2146371
You call out to Squishie to help good friend as you smash into the wall, you dig you fingers into the crack and throw all of your strength against it.
Your muscles burn and you feel something inside you snap, but you endure, prying with all your might.

There is the snake hiss sound as the wall opens a crack. You hear a crashing sound and good friend scream as you slowly push open the wall.
Turning the corner you see the biting bug standing over good friend lying on the floor.
The ball of Squishie is broken open on the metal box.
Biting bug in dumb friend turns and looks at you with hatred in its eyes and quickly lunges as it bellows in the strange bug voice.

>Roll 3d100 for accelerated fighting
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>>2146375
>That 93 pushing for best result
Ah, that would have made the rolls clearer.
Worked out though.
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Rolled 5, 27, 24 = 56 (3d100)

>>2146378
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Rolled 79, 79, 30 = 188 (3d100)

>>2146378
Git 'im Squishie!
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>>2146395
>>2146397
You charge at the biting bug friend. It moves faster that you expect, lashing freshly grown claws at you arm. Blood drops fly from your arm as your strike slams into your enemy, knocking it to the ground.
Seconds later both you fists slam into the bug on the floor, cracking under the strength of your blow.
You reach down and spinning toss the bug behind you, slamming it into the wall.

You step forward and look at good friend. They are lying on the floor, shining their head. Squishie is protectively covering them.
"What is going on?" Squishie Good Friend asks.
You open you mouth and, suddenly, you barely dodge as the bug lashes its tail at you from behind.

You turn around and prepare to fight.
Squishie Good Friend lunges past you, grips the bug's bleeding head, and tears it free from its shoulders.
Turning to face you, Squishie Good Friend says, "Goddamn, that felt good! These things are the real deal evil, aren't they? There are probably more of them onboard, aren't there?"
"Yes, yes." You manage. Squishie seems different now that Good Friend is helping give mouth-sounds.
Still friends.
Then let's kill these bastards that have hollowed out my friends!

Already your wounds are healing, like normal. You love the fight.
From the walls you hear an odd voice thats says "...home..."
The cave begins to shake a little like a storm is coming.
You go to the wall hole and don't just see the long night sky, but also a big blue ball, getting bigger.

>To be concluded in the pages of Marvel Quest Presents: Vibrant and Intuition Drive!
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Any questions?
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>>2146431
Let me get this straight, orphan kills aliens with his bare hands and has a friendly facehugger friend and together they are on an infested ship?
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>>2146434
>orphan kills aliens with his bare hands and has a friendly facehugger friend and together they are on an infested ship
It the the buddy-cop movie of the summer!
But yes, yes that is correct.
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>>2146434
>>2146440
More or less.
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>>2146441
Metal as fuck.

Wonder how this line will develop. Interesting time for Earth, aren't these?
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>>2146444
>Interesting time for Earth, aren't these?
"May you live in interesting times." - Ancient Chinese curse
...and it comes back around to connect to Chinese lore, just as planned.
Heh
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>>2146429
Just catching back up, and I am glad that I was right in thinking Orphan would be an interesting story.

If anything though, I am sad that Good Friend likely will hate Squishy taking over their body.
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>>2146597
>I am sad that Good Friend likely will hate Squishy taking over their body.
Well, if you'll note the use of vernacular, Squishie Good Friend is closer to a partnership than a domination.
It's a terrific collaboration, surely to end in greatness, like Jefferson Airplane.
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Advance question to simplify prepping for the upcoming Vibrant exploration:
Where do you want to explore in the alternate world?

>Same general area as last time (Wendigo Park)
>Wherever our friend died
>Wherever the best loot might be
>Wherever it is safest to explore
>Wherever it you can find answers
>write-in

Then Roll 1d100 for success!


Unless things shift around on me or it's a bad time for everyone, I can run this tomorrow about this time.
It's pretty late in some time zones, then again, I suppose that's always true.
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Rolled 72 (1d100)

>>2149541
>Wherever it is safest to explore
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Rolled 32 (1d100)

>>2149541
>Let's take it easy and avoid risk for now.
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Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>2149541
>Wherever our friend died
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>>2149541
>Wherever it you can find answers
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>>2149917
This means "Wherever it is safest to explore", right?

Otherwise, we're dead tied.
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>>2149541
>>Wherever it is safest to explore
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Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>2149541
Wherever it's safest to explore.
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>>2151247
>Wherever it's safest to explore
>>2150936
>>2149917
>>2149840
Safest exploration begins in about 3 hours!
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Aside from some bruises, you are mostly recovered from yesterday’s misadventure and take some time to review your refurbished suit.
The whip is fully installed in your right arm, although it remains mostly a retractable steel tether for the moment.
The foreign power supply has replaced your previous battery, alleviating any concerns regarding running low on power.

Also, the control system has been modified, giving you a wider range of sonic power. You can now easily use widespread, low-power bursts and high-power narrow aimed bursts in addition to your normal sonic blasts.
And, of course, you’ve fitted body armor into the suit. It’s nothing too elaborate, simply some Kevlar worked into the arms, legs, and torso. Your head and joints are still vulnerable, but it should offer decent protection until Stark delivers on his offer of an armored suit.

Checking all the systems are clear, you activate the harness and for the second time, you step into another world. Focusing your mind on a safe area, away from wendigo and other threats, you vibrate through the dimensions.

You land in the snow.
Looking around, at first all you see is fields of white amidst the swirling snowstorm. Then you begin to make out the landscape.
There is a gentle ridge running along your left and a soft amber glow seems to come from over the side of it.
In front of you, the ridge slowly evens out and a flat stretching field of snow swirls to the horizon, or as much of it as you can make out.
To your right is a gentle sloping plain obscured by the shadow cast by the ridge.
Behind you, the ridge slowly narrows and merges with the darker plain.

You hear a muffled but loud thump, like a large soft form striking another, in the darkness to your right. After a moment, you hear it again accompanied with the sound of creaking metal.

>Investigate the sound in the dark, sloping plain.
>Investigate the soft amber glow over the ridge.
>Investigate the blinding vast snowscape.
>write-in
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>>2153536
>Investigate the sound in the dark, sloping plain.
I need to catch some sleep soon unfortunately, hopefully the late night squad will take over
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>>2153553
Well I can keep the turn over to a tight 15 minutes for you until you pack it in then.
So you get some interaction before you nod off.
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Rolled 44 (1d100)

You slide a little as you step into the darker plain, but you remain standing.
As you approach the repeating sound, you become aware of two large shapes looming in the distance.
Their forms are difficult to distinguish, until one of them moves, rising up and slamming down on the other.
One form is clearly a vehicle about the size of a van, tilted at a strange angle, with one corner ski pointing uselessly into the air.
The other form appears to be a giant mutated walrus who seems intent on crushing the vehicle into the ground with its girth.
Its face and body are marked with pustules and it seems to thrash in a confused manner.

>Chase off the beast with a wide burst of sonic blast, there might be loot in that vehicle.
>Attack the walrus, it is a dangerous beast that needs to be put down.
>Hit the beast with a tight burst to hurt it but not kill it. You can test out your new weapon on a living target.
>Run back the opposite direction, it is the size of a van after all!
>write-in
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>>2153568
>I can keep the turn over to a tight 15 minutes for you until you pack it in then.
Would you believe a tight 17 minutes?
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>>2153586
Let us try to chase the creature away.
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>>2153726
>Let us try to chase the creature away.
Alright.

Roll me a 1d100 for control of a nice wide sonic burst
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Rolled 41 (1d100)

>>2153763
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Rolled 69 (1d100)

>>2153763
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Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>2153763
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>>2153766
>>2153775
>>2153726
>Let us try to chase the creature away.

You direct the wide sonic burst directly at the beast at a safe distance. The beast shakes its terrible head and directs its wild-eyed mad gaze at you. You follow your burst up with another and the beast lurches off the vehicle, landing with a crunch onto the snowy ground. The vehicle rocks and shifts in the snow, tilting further.
Rearing its head back, the massive walrus bellows an enraged howl and rapidly charges away from the terrible sounds.

As you approach the vehicle, it becomes clear what happened, the vehicle came upon an fissure and partially fell in. You suspect a few powerful blasts to the right areas might right it so that you can access the inside better, but there is a chance that might cause the thing to sink deeper or even crack the fissure and lose it entirely.
The vehicle was apparently designed for snow travel, with front skis and treads on the back, but also heavily shielded against radiation. This vehicle was either built after the nuclear winter or planned for it.
The technology of the vehicle looks impressive, but the outside bears no remarkable improvements.
You step closer and peer into the window on the side door to assess the interior when a bare hand slaps the glass!

There are people inside! It looks like two healthy looking men are inside the vehicle, without radiation suits. The walrus’ attack seems to have damaged the door as well as some of the equipment in the interior.
You can’t hear them, but the men inside keep pointing to their controls and pointing back over the ridge.

>Confidently try to upright the vehicle with your sonic weapon
>Explore the direction they point, over the ridge.
>Cautiously remain here, trying to communicate better with the men through gestures.
>write-in
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>>2153790
>the outside bears no remarkable improvements over current technology.
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Try to communicate for a bit, but I’m guessing they want us to bring help. Blasting seems too dangerous, as does breaking the windows. Maybe try asking them if they want to risk breaking the windows instead of going for help?
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>>2153920
Also if they keep pointing, go in the direction indicated... carefully
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>>2153920
>Try to communicate for a bit
>>2153930
>if they keep pointing, go in the direction indicated... carefully

You take several more moments trying to communicate, try to indicate you mean them no harm, attempt to get more information from them, and they seem adamant that you go over the ridge. The slightest indication of breaking the windows seems to horrify them.
Your radiation sensor indicates the presence of radiation, but nowhere near the levels of where you fought the wendigo and certainly nothing like what killed your friend. They could probably survive being outside for a short while with minimal sickness, but you decide to not risk it.
You trek over the ridge, which is not too steep but the snow makes it more treacherous. You slip and struggle a little to get over it in the snowstorm, but the sight you see through the storm on the other side is more than reward enough.
A few hundred yards away, there are many human structures, houses, sheds, several large domed structures connected together, a tall tower with a massive red octahedron spinning atop it like a beacon.
Around the houses and buildings, trees and lush gardens are growing and you think you see a pond.

Over all of it, presumably keeping the snow, cold, and radiation at bay, is an impossibly large force-shield. Drifts of snow lie against the field as if it was as solid as matter, and yet it’s clearly energy.
You can’t even imagine the power needed to maintain the shield against all this for as long as it clearly has. That is extraordinarily impressive technology.
Near the largest domed building against the shield, there are a set of doors like a hangar, which would seem to be an entrance.

>Rush up to the hangar doors and try to alert them about the vehicle.
>Slowly and stealthily approach the hangar doors from the side, appraising possible defenses.
>Wait on the ridge, get low, and watch the shielded facility.
>write-in
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>>2154021
>a tall tower with a massive red octahedron spinning atop it like a beacon.
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>>2154021
Approach the hangar in a non threatening manner.
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>>2154062
One alternate way f approaching this might be to use the sonic device to make some ruckus and attract attention of the compound denizens, if we wanted to avoid contact, but if we want to save the passengers it seems it’s a bit too late for that, so might as well approach openly.
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>>2154068
>use the sonic device to make some ruckus and attract attention of the compound denizens, if we wanted to avoid contact
Clever use of a power.

>>2154062
>Approach the hangar in a non threatening manner.

You keep a brisk pace until you near the perimeter of the shield, then you slow to a walk and proceed in a nonthreatening manner, extending your open palms to the air. As you approach, you see a number of cameras, but no weapons or sentries.
When you are about twenty feet away, a voice distorted by speaker from within the hangar doors demands that you “Halt!”

Continuing to be non-threatening, you comply. After an awkward silence, you are about to shout to the door about the vehicle when the voice continues, “Are- are you coven?”
Another voice immediately shouts “What kind of stupid- What are they going to say, ‘Yes! I am here to destroy you!”? Idiot, think! We need to… Wait. Are you still holding down the butto-“

After another awkward silence, the second voice returns. “What are you doing here, coven spy? How did you get past our patrols?”

>”If by ‘patrol’ you mean the vehicle with skis and treads, it’s stuck in a fissure over the ridge. I am not coven, whatever that is.”
>”There’s some people stuck in a vehicle over the ridge that need your help. We can talk about the rest of this later.”
>” I am just here exploring and found some people stuck in a fissure. I can’t safely get them out myself and could use your help.”
>”I am here to trade technology and mean you no harm. That is all.”
>write in
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>>2154098
>I am not “coven” whatever that is.
>I am just here exploring and found some people stuck in a fissure. I can’t safely get them out myself and could use your help.
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>>2154118
>>I am not “coven” whatever that is.
>>I am just here exploring and found some people stuck in a fissure. I can’t safely get them out myself and could use your help.

After another few moments there are some loud sounds behind the hanger door and another voice comes through.
“Take a few steps back, mate.”

You immediately comply, jogging a few steps out of the way.
The hangar doors slide to the left and another sled vehicle like the first roars past you before sliding to a stop. “Well mate, hop on and show me what you have to show me and we’ll see what we can sort out.”
When you pause, he adds “There’s a ladder with a good grip and footing on the side there, it should work fine.”
Once you are onboard, he tears through the snow, slowly only slightly to clear the ridge, and stopping a short distance from the other vehicle. He instructs you on how to uncover the hook and winch on the outside of his vehicle. You make quick work of attaching it to the other sled and pulling it free.
You reluctantly resume your perch on the ladder and the man brings both vehicles and you into the hangar. Immediately after the hangar doors close, there is an automated voice warning you to close your eyes and then the room is flooded with a bright, pulsing pale blue light.

A door on the far end of the hangar opens and a tall, very handsome red haired man stormed in wearing a tailored jumpsuit and holding a large assault weapon of some sort. “Meyers! What the hell do you think you’re doing?!”
The second vehicle opens up and an athletic man steps out. “I was doing my job, Governor. If you don’t like the way I do it, then replace me and I’ll go dig rock or shovel fertilizer, or whatever else you want and my wife won’t have to worry so much. Yeah?
“Meantime, I’d like to meet the new guy who helped save our guys.”

“For all we know, he endangered them in the first place!”
“No it was a giant walrus!” The men from the first sled managed to break out through their door now that they really wanted to. “He chased it off and then went for help after we got knocked into that fissure.”
“Ah. Well, then, if that’s the case. Good. But, we still need to know where he comes from and what he’s doing here.”
“I’d just tell the Governor, mate. Mister says we should welcome new guests, but it’s been so long since we saw anyone new, that wasn’t trouble from the Coven, that he gets a bit cranky.”

>”My name is Vibrant/Vincent Walken and I am here to trade technologies. Nothing more. I am happy that I could help.”
>”I am simply did what was right. Now who are these coven, what is this place, and what happened here.?”
>”Who are all you people? How are you able to keep a shield this large running at this level?”
>write-in
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That took longer to type than it needed to. I'm starting to feel the fatigue. I might take a break here for a bit and pick it back up in seven hours or so if I can.
Feel free to ask me questions or plan out how to proceed in the meantime.
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>>2154140
No worries OP, don’t push yourself on my account.

>”My name is Vibrant/Vincent Walken and I am here to trade technologies. Nothing more. I am happy that I could help.”
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Also if there’s a society here, we might want to discuss things with our earth’s authorities to establish some sort of formal relationship and clean up legal gray areas. Also some research on consequences of world hopping might be in order.
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>>2154143
>some research on consequences of world hopping might be in order.
The answer to this depends on what you mean by "consequences".

>2140107
>"to have created the ability to slip into an alternate reality without creating a detectable tear in the fabric of reality is impressive technology."
Tony was referring to the fact that most interdimensional travel causes ripples and, to some degree, damage in space/time.
This can be used to detect travelers and cause problems if it is done poorly, roughly, or excessively.
Your tech is the eco-friendly, stealth version of interdimensional travel.

>>2154143
>if there’s a society here, we might want to discuss things with our earth’s authorities to establish some sort of formal relationship and clean up legal gray areas.
Sounds very "up and up" of you.
You haven't heard of any authorities that would cover this and, although I am sure that SHIELD would be interested, your familiarity with them is negligible.
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>>2154169
>eco-friendly
Sweet, I was worried for collateral damage of our little planeswalking exercises, especially if the contact ended up growing in scope.
Of course we still have to worry about attracting attention of whatever dangerous things might take interest in our antics on either side...

>shield
Is Stark publicly affiliated with them? Maybe he could point us in the right direction.

Establishing formal relations could help these guys a lot if they are struggling in the messed up reality, and give us good position with authorities on both sides, and make it easier to set up a larger scale operation in the other world. It would also shield (pun intended) us from parties interested in figuring out source of our sudden bouts of creativity. Another threat this would neutralize is various agencies in our World taking offense about using alternate universe variants of their technology, forcing us to come clean in the end anyway as we defend ourselves from charges of plagiarism and industrial espionage.
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>>2154139
>”My name is Vibrant/Vincent Walken and I am here to trade technologies. Nothing more. I am happy that I could help.”
>”Who are all you people? How are you able to keep a shield this large running at this level?”
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>>2154169
What about SWORD? Would this fall under their domain?
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Overslept and the day got away from me., sorry.

If I run again tonight in about 3 hours how many people are going to be around for it?
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>>2154797
>What about SWORD? Would this fall under their domain?
That probably fits.
Open long term vote:

What do we think about going legit and contacting SWORD regarding our travels?
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>>2156472
I think we need to establish stronger relations with these people before we introduce them to anybody
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>>2156472
I’m in favour
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>>2157470
(Although I’d approach Stark first over the issue, considering we seem to be somewhat familiar with him)
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This is a lovely quest, especially the Orphan part!
QM, is there a twitter to watch for quest updates?
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>>2157617
>This is a lovely quest, especially the Orphan part!
Thank you, I'm glad you like it.

>QM, is there a twitter to watch for quest updates?
Why yes, certainly here is the twitter account to follow for quest updates that I totally have had all this time and in no way procrastinated setting up until literally minutes ago.

https://twitter.com/FaceripperQM

Pardon me, I've never had to twitter anything before.
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>>2154142
”I am Vibrant and I am here to trade technologies. Nothing more. I am happy that I could help.”

“Trade technologies, eh?” replies the governor. He seems to appraise you for a moment, and you do the same. He is clearly healthy, which is remarkable enough this irradiated world, but he is actually extremely fit. Unlike the other one, Meyers, who was clearly fit due to athletics, the governor had the sculpted form of a body builder. And yet, you spotted a long ponytail with short hair in the front.
Dear lord. This community has a governor with a mullet. Truly this is a horrific alternate world.

Whatever assessments he seemed to making about you, he finished with a dismissive wave. “I’m sure you have impressive technology to have arrived here safely, but we don’t need any of your technologies. Mister provides us with all the technological support we need. “
“You don’t understand, I would be willing to trade for your technology…”

“Oh, I’m sure you’d like to! But you don’t have anything we need, so you might as well go back to wherever it is that you came from. And you can tell your coven masters that we won’t be so easily fooled.”
Meyers interjects “Come on man, you know there are things we need. We-“
The governor snaps back “We have all we need! Or are you saying Mister doesn’t provide everything we need?”

This halts him for a moment. “Well, no. No, I’m not saying that. But there’s things plenty that we’d like around here and there’s nothing within cooee of here that’s not been picked over. We can at least ask. What say you check with Mister and I’ll give him the tour.”
At the expression on the governor’s face, he adds, “Don’t worry, I won’t show him into any of the buildings, just walk around the inside of the fields and such.”
With that, he places his arm around your back and turns to walk you through another door on the other side of the hangar.

The governor calls out to him as you both start to walk away. “Keep your eyes on him at all times, Meyers! Or it’ll be your ass!”
Meyers replies with a confirmatory wave without slowing or looking back. Whispering in a conspiratorial tone he voices “Sorry about that. He’s always cranky like that.” He escorts you down a hallway, through and armored door, and outside into a garden path...
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>>2157749
The temperature and radiation reading here are normal. “Do you think you can supply us with some resources if Mister clears the okay to trade? You’re the first one to follow the Beacon that wasn’t another reffo looking for a safe place. Which, you know, is great and all. That’s why he turned on the big red light in the first place. But things are getting tight you know? And I haven’t had a decent beer since shortly after doomsday.
“We could do with more seeds and stuff to help farm I suppose. I guess fertilizer. But if you had a line on quality food, maybe some canned goods? Then you’d be popular. Of course, there’s raw materials and such that Mister will probably ask you for, but I just no about the day to day stuff around here. None of that science stuff.”

He leads you around to a large field where you can see several people, most of which wearing the same jumpsuit, working on gardens and farm plots. Above you, the amber shield gives a faint warm tint to everything.
“So you have any questions for me?”

>write-in questions

Roll 1d100 for Intuition or Reason as needed. As in:
>Do you really trust the governor to lead you?
Roll Intuition to read extra nuance from his response.
>What does that beacon do? Roll Reason to understand extra meaning from his response.
>What is your first name? No additional bonus from a roll.
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>>2157751
I think it's implied, but you can also write in actions too.

I could have picked out a few questions if needed, but I’d prefer not to lead you anywhere or slant anything. Plus, there is little reason for you to choose whether to ask A. or B. when you can just ask both if you want. Today’s conversation will be a slower pace Q&A style session as I respond in between moments. If there is a serious lull or a lack of player questions I might narrate it out more later.
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Rolled 56, 5, 70 = 131 (3d100)

>>2157751

So this Mister fellow is leader of this settlement? Certainly, if he approves, I’ll be glad to make a deal for both our benefits. (Wonder what sort of person this guy is. Or machine...)

This is a remarkable place given what the outside looks like, how do you keep it shielded and powered? Are there more communities like this one or is this the only one?

As you may have guessed I’m not from around here, what is this Coven I was or am suspected of being a part of?

What can you tell me of history of this place? Or your take on the doomsday in general?
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Rolled 53, 5, 19 = 77 (3d100)

>>2157751
I probably can supply you with most of those needs, but for most of it, it becomes a question of volume. How many people are we talking about getting cold beers to?

You seem to be fairly self-sufficient in here, what were those men doing outside? In a storm, even?

>>2157755
Also good questions.
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Rolled 18, 3 = 21 (2d100)

>>2157751
>>2157772
>Also, have a look at what they are growing. Is it familiar? Are there any livestock? How do the farmers look?
>Reason and Intuition rolls
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>>2157755
>So this Mister fellow is leader of this settlement?
"Oh yeah, I mean, the governor there runs the in and outs of most of the daily activities around here, but Mister built this place. I mean, not really, I think. I figure some of this was an old science station. I mean, you can tell by the design of the older buildings.
"But none of us would be here it weren't for him. He set up the shield, got that beacon calling anyone half the world away to come to safety, and works all the time to make science junk to make us food and clothing and tools, or whatever. He's great, as far as the guy in charge of saving our butts goes."

>How do you keep it shielded and powered?
"Well, as for why that shield kicks so much ass, I can't really say cause I don't understand it. Mister said it's like three different kinds of shields that he super-charged and I think it's supposed to be based on an idea to fix global warming, or something.
"The power, yeah, that's- nah nevermind."

Sensing there is something bothering him, you press for more information. "Go on, it's okay if wanted to say something."
"Well, it's probably nothing, but I never understood how we have limited power for a lot of things we need, I mean, we get by and it's fine, it's great! But the shield never wavers and always has power.
"It's like there are two sources of power here, if you get me. And it seems like every time I think to bring it up, something comes up and it gets forgotten. But what do I know, science isn't exactly my thing, you know."

>Are there more communities like this one or is this the only one?
"I take it you've been on your own?
"Yeah, there's probably lots holed away in places. But the only two I know of are the damned coven conclave, or whatever they call it, and there's apparently one across the globe that had Mister worried bad until he did something to the beacon to keep them from finding us. As bad as the coven is, those other boys are supposed to be worse somehow.

>What is this Coven I was or am suspected of being a part of?
"You probably never caught their name, but they're the arseholes who took credit for tricking the world into blowing itself up. Some don't believe them, though frankly I do seeing as how they're sitting pretty with so many of the best toys, but what kind of arses brag about that sort of thing?
"They've sent some men around our way, to tell us it's their way or no way. I sorted them out, permanently."

>What can you tell me of history of this place? Or your take on the doomsday in general?
"I got to Beacon fairly late. After the world started hurlin' nukes at the latest & greatest bad guy, me & some mates I was in a group with holed up with our wives and what not. When that went to shite, me & the Mrs. took off towards the signal. Mister took is in & even made me head of security on account of my expertise. Ain't that some irony?"
You can tell his quick joke hides a lot of pain, & some guilt.
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>>2157772
>it becomes a question of volume. How many people are we talking about getting cold beers here?
"The exact numbers of people are one of those things that I am not supposed to share, but unless trade is going to be a regular thing, we could use a few trucks full."

>You seem to be fairly self-sufficient in here, what were those men doing outside? In a storm, even?
"They were on patrol. We sometimes have the odd issue with an irradiated animal near the hanger. They get attracted by the light from the shield and then follow heat or smell and try to get inside.
"A while back, before my time, there was an issue with something called a wendigo, too. Plus, Mister has is on the lookout for something big and dangerous called a marko."
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>>2157775
>have a look at what they are growing. Is it familiar?
You don't really know, it looks like fields of grain and short, green leafy plants with clusters of gardens with berry bushes and vegetables.

>Are there any livestock?
You haven't seen any, but you did see a yoke and plow.

>How do the farmers look?
The farmers look average and healthy, all different races and a few elderly and children are digging in the gardens.Everyone seems to.be wearing the same jumpsuit.
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Seems like we have our work cut out for us. How much can we carry at once, and how much effort will it take to be able to transport, say, a shipping container?
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>>2157829
>How much can we carry at once, and how much effort will it take to be able to transport, say, a shipping container?
Your readings indicate that your interdimensional travel creates a spherical field as large as three meters that encompasses and shifts you and whatever you're directly connected to.
You could manage a crate or a motorcycle, easily.

>how much effort will it take to be able to transport, say, a shipping container?
Physically impossible with your current harness.
The original plans were to build a massive version for moving vehicles, but that would require substantial funding and you haven't confirmed that the precise control of the travel would not be affected by the size.
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>>2157838
I guess we know what to work on. In the meantime I guess we could do repeated jumps to get over all the crates we need.

Ask what his community produces that they'd be willing to trade for these goods.
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>>2157838
Hmm seems like we’ll have to limit size of our deals here accordingly. At least for now.

Looking forward to meeting the “Mister”, though we’re likely gonna ha e to work for that privilege... or snoop around. Although I’d rather not betray provisional trust of these guys just yet.

Wonder if we could set up a trading post in the area, although securing it would have to be a pain that would probably involve security personnel fitted with the new suits, and it wouldn’t be all that subtle. We should do more scouting.

Although on our next trip we could bring a cart with some sample goods, maybe?
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>>2157844
>Ask what his community produces that they'd be willing to trade for these goods.
Well, like you said, we're mostly self-sufficient. We don't really produce surplus goods. But you said something about technology before and I'm sure Mister can help you out somehow.
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>>2157848
>Although on our next trip we could bring a cart with some sample goods, maybe?
Beer run!
But yeah, that's entirely doable.
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After a full tour of their inner fields and a discussion with one of the head farmers, you narrow down that there is a selection of seeds and chemicals they need most. Fertilizer, they explain, they can make but they need certain materials they can't produce in enough quantities to matter.
They do have a few cows and a growing population of chickens, but meat is a rare luxury as well.
The variety of their fresh food is severely limited with the bulk of their grain is used as animal feed and a large portion of their crop is potatoes.
It turns out that they are mostly eating processed protein bars provided by the Mister.
"You can live off 'em, but they taste like shit." Meyers jokes.

A head from the manufacturing buildings (which you were not allowed access to) came out and presented you with a tablet containing a list of rare metals and chemicals they could use for continued production. Some are rare and expensive at home as well.
Meyers adds the farmers requests to the tablet and tells you that you can keep it.

Walking you back to the side door to the hangar bay, he thanks you in advance for any help you can offer and assures you that he's certain that Mister will compensate you fairly.
When you get inside, the governor is waiting for you with a smug look and folded arms.
"So, you can see how great we have it here, can't you? We don't really need to trade with you, but Mister has agreed to humor you."

He snatches the tablet from you and makes a production of reviewing the list before attaching a small device to it, typing furiously for a moment, detaching the device, and handing it back with a smirk.
"How many weeks do you think it will take you to bring what you can back, if you make it?"
"Oh, it should take only a day to get everything, maybe two."
The governor drops his smirk and his jaw.
Meyers chirps up "Really mate? Your storehouse can't be that close, we'd know it. Do you have flight? The radiation plays merry hell with instruments and visibility is shite. How do you do it?"
"Oh, I have my ways..."


>"Like this!" Proudly display your ability and vanish in front of their eyes.
>"but they're nothing special." You humbly bid them farewell and exit into the snowstorm before shifting home.
>"My methods are my own, for now." You cautiously keep your skill a secret, say goodbye, and exit into the snowstorm and over the ridge before shifting home.
>"I have a safe method of personal transport that I developed. It keeps me from bringing larger scale deliveries, but it's safe and quick." You explain honestly but wait until you get outside before shifting home.
>write-in
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>>2159427
>Write up your own list of desired tech (blueprints, physical objects, training maybe) that you think will be a fair exchange for the listed items. Specifics can be discussed when you return.
>"I have a safe method of personal transport that I developed. It keeps me from bringing larger scale deliveries, but it's safe and quick." You explain honestly but wait until you get outside before shifting home.
>after we leave the compound, ensure that the tablet is entirely powered off and emiting no signals. The governor's actions smell faintly of a double-cross.
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>>2159427
>"Like this!" Proudly display your ability and vanish in front of their eyes.
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>>2159462
>>2159536
I'm gonna let this wait for some more votes.
I like to compromise a tie, or flip a coin, but I'd rather not do that with this decision.
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>>2159427
>>"Like this!" Proudly display your ability and vanish in front of their eyes.
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>>2159462
I agree with this.
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>>2159462
This sounds good.
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>>2160198
Do not under any circumstances connect the tablet to anything networked at home.

In fact maybe we should copy the list by photography or by hand and store the tablet on this side of multiverse until we can get it somewhere in a shielded environment for analysis
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>>2160198
>>2160075
>>2159462
>ensure that the tablet is entirely powered off and emiting no signals. The governor's actions smell faintly of a double-cross.
>>2160202
>Do not under any circumstances connect the tablet to anything networked at home.
>In fact maybe we should copy the list by photography or by hand and store the tablet on this side of multiverse until we can get it somewhere in a shielded environment for analysis
Alright, Roll 1d100 for engineering
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Rolled 82 (1d100)

>>2160302
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>>2159427
>"I have a safe method of personal transport that I developed. It keeps me from bringing larger scale deliveries, but it's safe and quick." You explain honestly but wait until you get outside before shifting home.
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Rolled 2 (1d100)

>>2160302
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Rolled 88 (1d100)

>>2160302
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>>2160075
>>2160198
>>2160202
>>2159462
"I have a safe method of personal transport that I developed. It keeps me from bringing larger scale deliveries, but it's safe and quick."
You explain honestly as tou hand over your own written up list of desired tech in whatever form they can deliver, blueprints, physical objects, or training. "I think these would be a fair exchange for the listed items. We can discuss specifics when I return."
They open the hangar doors and allow you to exit. Meyers gives a friendly wave goodbye.

Once you are out of sight, you pull out the tablet and access recent software changes. Sure enough, there was a tracking virus installed and embedded. It's purpose seems to be ok only to track your movements and relay that information to Beacon.
You doubt they could track you between worlds, but you hand copy the list and disable the tablet entirely before shifting home, just to be sure.

You keep the tablet as you might be able to modify the tracking virus for your own use.
This was a productive trip.
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None of y'all trusting Mister to have everything in hand... for shame.
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>>2162033
Actually, I'd say that so far as we've seen, Mister hasn't done anything we wouldn't do. Some of our fears were far more malevolent than just a tracking device.

You'll have to wait for next issue to meet the man, though.
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I had hoped to run a session today with Vibrant training with his new gear, but as that didn't pan out. it will probably wait until next issue.
Next issue will start either Saturday or Wednesday, depending on if the holidays grant me spare time or suck it up.
I can see it going either way.
I'll keep everyone updated here and on Twitter.
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The second issue is bagged in mylar.

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2136336/

Confirmed for running the next issue on Wednesday the 27th.
Ideally, it will be at 3pm EST (8pm UTC).
But it might run later as events unfurl.
Until next time, true believers!




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