“He's going to try and hurt my dad! We have to stop him!” You urge everyone in a hushed shout, attempting to stand before a strong hand from Namur holds you down.

“Stand down!” He firmly orders, and due to his action you finally turn to see the state of your team after the bloodshed you all witnessed.

Crush has her face glued to the scene, as if she's watching a giant car wreck and she can't pull her eyes away from it.

Marjane... Isn't as captured. She's shaking with a hand covering her mouth, hiccuping every few seconds as if vomit is trying to climb out of her throat.

Namur's eyes have changed. He doesn't look at you like a friend, but like a soldier. There's so much that's spoken through those thin slits of his pupils, and they tell you how determined he is to keep the mission going smoothly.

“We need to report this back to Damien and the others. We don't know if there's more people like the reptile on that ship.”

He takes a deep breath, letting you go. His tight grip on your shoulder has left it somewhat sore, but your confused and angry eyes are too focused on Namur to care.

“Besides... We both know your father will be fine.”

“No we don't!” You retaliate, preparing to stand up again.

“But what I do know that anyone between my father and him could get hurt!”

“Rena! I gave you and order, now follow it!” Namur snaps through gritted fangs, trying to keep his voice low.

“You will not put the team at risk! Not after we've seen what one of them alone is capable of.”

A: “Fine... If you won't let me leave, I'll just have my dad come here instead!”

B: “Alright, don't put yourselves at risk! I'll fight, even if I have to fight by myself!”

C: “So we're just gonna sit here?! That's the plan?! You sound like a coward!”

D: “... Dammit! Okay... What should we do then?”

>>3139145
>B

>>3139145
>C: “So we're just gonna sit here?! That's the plan?! You sound like a coward!”
What are you, a man or a pussy?

>>3139145
>B: “Alright, don't put yourselves at risk! I'll fight, even if I have to fight by myself!”

>>3139145
>C: “So we're just gonna sit here?! That's the plan?! You sound like a coward!”

>>3139160
>>3139187
Roll D100+50!

Rolled 36 + 50 (1d100 + 50)

>>3139203

Rolled 48 + 50 (1d100 + 50)

>>3139203

Rolled 93 + 50 (1d100 + 50)

>>3139203

Rolled 2 + 50 (1d100 + 50)

>>3139203

>>3139219
Do we get to see if Rena inherited some red star engine or apokolips?

>>3139316
Maybe this will fix the entire quest by making her starbolts red YES I'M STILL MAD, MP!

>>3139145
>B

Stand down? Stand down?! Someone just talked about hurting your dad, and Namur wants you to just sit here like a defenseless child?! No! No! NO!

You grit your teeth, growling as the saliva in your burning mouth starts to turn into steam.

“... Uh, you okay Rena?” You hear Crush ask, but answering her is the farthest thing from your mind.

You clench your fists so tight that the flesh on your palms sounds like leather being strained, you look ahead at Brother Blood and Reptile beginning to take their first steps towards your father and your eyes begin to burn with rage!

“Alright, don't put yourselves at risk! I'll fight, EVEN IF I HAVE TO FIGHT BY MYSELF!!”

“Rena, don't--”

Namur's words are lost in the ear splitting shattering of glass and roaring flames, as you've already spiraled forward like a cannonball into the direction of your enemies!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jYqZ6hQVQyo

“EAAAAARAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!” You savagely scream in the direction of them both, curling up in a high speed air-somersault and launching yourself at Brother Blood first!

“W-WHAT?!” Is all he has time to react with, as you come in contact with the ground in front of him, your fiery hands planting against it in an upside down ball before doing a hand spring and launching both of your boots right under his long chin!

His jaw violently dislocates, forced upward in such a gruesome angle that his bottom row of teeth tear through is upper lip before they're shot straight out of his gums from the force of double-barreled kick!

It's an incoherent sputtering mess of screams blubbers as Brother Blood rockets up into the sky from your attack, but you're not done! Not even close! HE'S NOT GETTING AWAY FROM YOU!

You land back on your feet after delivering the kick, only to take off after him propelled by a trail of violet fire streaking off your hair!

With another savage cry, you fly a outstretched fist right into his gut! He's nearly bent in half from the sheer force of the soaring uppercut into his abdomen, hacking up blood and bits of tooth fragments as you punch the air out of his lungs!

Before he can even cough and gasp for air, your other hand clutches onto his throat, burning a hand print into him as you hoist him over your head and look down towards the ancient boat he brought with him.

“THERE!!!!!!!!” You audibly target, winding your hands back and spiking him down towards the wooden vessel!

He cries in fear as his body is violently torpedoed into the ship, tearing straight through the center mast an creating an explosion of planks and splinters as he pierces the hull!

[More in the next post!]

>>3139345
Even you can't believe it, but you're still not finished with him! As the ship snaps in half and starts to sink, you focus two hate-filled sources of energy in your hands, keeping your burning eyes locked onto the wreckage.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-YAHYAHYAHYAHYAHYAHAYAHAYAHYAHYAHYAHYAHAYAHYAHAYAHAYAHAYAHAYAHHH--!!!”

You rain hell on him, literally! A rapid-fire hail of starbolts are cast down into the wreckage, replacing what was left of a ship with violet fire-balls of emotionally charged energy! The shape of what used to be in the water burnt away by your relentless assault!

By the time you're finished, all that's left is a towering splash of sea-water that nearly stretches to where you're currently hovering overhead. You're still glaring downward with burning eyes, because after all, there's still one more to deal with!

You turn and look back towards the blood-soaked shore, the Reptillian looking right back up at you calmer than expected as he watches you drift down to him.

[Even MORE in the next post!]

>>3139350
Your feet touch the ground, and as if on cue the tower of water you caused begins to rain down on you both.

You stare eachother down, sizing him up before you speak.

“You're in big trouble already, and unless you want to end up like him I suggest you surrender NOW!”

Fire flares off your fist to punctuate your demand, and there's a small silence between you both as the falling water soaks your clothes.

“... You are not of Outworld, yet you don't resemble a repulsive human of Earthrealm. What are you, girl?” It asks in a slithery voice.

A: “Star Striker. A hero of justice.”

B: “If you want to keep that stretchy tongue, I suggest you leave the questions to me. Who are you and why are you here?!”

C: “Outworld? Is that where you're from?”

D: “I already told you to surrender, now I'm seriously going to have to break that face of yours!!!”

>>3139358
>A: “Star Striker. A hero of justice.”

>>3139358
>B: “If you want to keep that stretchy tongue, I suggest you leave the questions to me. Who are you and why are you here?!”

>>3139358
>A: “Star Striker. A hero of justice.”
I guess Blood really got wrecked. SHIP wrecked!

>>3139358
>B: “If you want to keep that stretchy tongue, I suggest you leave the questions to me. Who are you and why are you here?!”

>>3139358
>A

>>3139358
>A
>B

You stand proud, the fire fading from your body somewhat as you face him.

“Star Striker. A hero of justice. And if you want to keep that stretchy tongue, I suggest you leave the questions to me. Who are you and why are you here?!”

“A hero of justice...” He repeats, making a stranging hissing noise, but you can't tell if it's a scoff or not.

“I do not need to answer your questions, hero. My purpose here is complete, and the next time we meet will be in Kombat...”

He glances behind you, narrowing his eyes.

“If there is a next time.”

You're confused for a moment, but quickly your eyes open wide once you under stand!

You quickly roll out of the way, and just as you do so a searing hot beam of energy burns through where you were standing before crashing into the warehouse that was once standing in front of, immolating the entire structure.

Staring at the explosive inferno that's now in front of you, a struggling and furious voice behind you begins to growl.

“YOU... INSOLENT... LITTLE... HARPY...!!!”

You turn, in complete disbelief that at what you see.

Brother Blood's body is completely mangled and cooked from your attacks, but it isn't staying that way.

His contorted limbs are twisting back into place with the gruesome snapping of bone and sinew, the charred skin is shed to reveal a fresh layer underneath, and he even has a new set of teeth to face you with.

“Rena!”

Your focus is stolen for a moment as Namur, Crush, and even Marjane emerge from the shattered window and quickly make their way to you, standing at your side in battle-ready stances. There's no time to worry where Reptile has gone! You need to get ready for round 2 with this zombie!

“Jesus, girl... I'd hate to see what you're like on your period.” Crush mumbles into your ear, but you ignore the jab as you continue to glare at Brother Blood.

“You... I KNOW WHO YOU ARE! YOU'RE THE LITTLE BITCH THE CRAWLED OUT OF HIS WHORE WIFE!” Blood Howls, his eyes shimmering red with fury at the realization.

“Ah... AHAHAHA! Thank you for making yourself known to me! My revenge will be even sweeter when I flay you over the fires of the Netherrealm in front of your father's lost soul!”

“... Is that what you're going to do?”

A shared chill is sent down the spine of everyone in the air. Be it out of familiarity or of how frightening it sounds in general, there's a aura of fear as everyone's heads turn towards the roof of the burning structure behind you.

A demon's smile and the hellish glow of wily eyes greet you all, and as cigarette smoke is blown through his grinning maw he speaks again.

“Interesting. Please, indulge us with how you're planning to do that, Headmaster.” Reno mockingly addresses from his perch.
[Votes in the next post!]

>>3139450
A: Hurry up there and hug your dad!

B: “Dad?! How you get here?! How'd you know where I was?!”

C: “Be careful, dad! He's not the pushover you fought back then.”

D: While everyone's distracted, suckerpunch Blood!

>>3139452
>A

>>3139450
>THE CRAWLED OUT
I missed you too, Mach

>>3139452
>B: “Dad?! How you get here?! How'd you know where I was?!”

>>3139452
>D: While everyone's distracted, suckerpunch Blood!

Mortal Kombat rules is best 2 out of three right? So we just beat him again!

>>3139460
obviously boom tube and he was keeping tabs on us. we should punch him for that. Not like a serious punch, but we can handle ourself he doesn't need to coddle us any more.

>>3139458
I was trying to fix my headphones while writing this no bully

>>3139452
eh, changing to A

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>>3139472
Really? How often do you have to fix your headphones?

Every other line of text?

>>3139460
Changing to
>>3139452
>D: While everyone's distracted, suckerpunch Blood!
Gotta keep that anger power boost.

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>>3139476
Every time a company decides that threaded cables are hip and cool and I have to try and untangle them just to end up dropping them on the ground im mad

>>3139452
A: Hurry up there and hug your dad!

>>3139450
>A

“Dad!” You call out, taking off the ground and bulleting over to your father.

You tightly wrap your arms around him in a tight hug, burying your face in his chest.

He just lets out a soft chuckle and pats your head.

“Shit, Rena. Did that wrinkly loser really get you riled up that much? I saw the blasts from the bedroom.” Your dad inquires.

You let go of him, looking bad down at Brother Blood angrily.

“He and some lizard ninja guy wanted to hurt you, and then my friend Namur said to not fight him and that made me really mad so I... Well, did.” You explain, getting a bit embarrassed half-way through.

“...Uh. Yeah. Which one is Namur again?” Your dad asks, looking down at your bizarre ensemble of team mates.

“Dude, the fuck Mr. Battery? I was at your house a few days ago!” Crush scowls, offended that he doesn't remember.

“... Oh, right! Lobo's kid! Crash!”

“CRUSH!”

“Yeah, yeah, Crush... You ever find your mom by the way?” He asks, rubbing the back of his head.

“Yeah, you know her. Remember Lain?” Crush asks, furrowing her brow.

Your father's jaw slowly lowers into a gape, but his eyes do a thousand-yard stare towards the sea as if he had put into shellshock.

“I'mkillingyourfuckingdadfortouchingher.”

“What'd you say Mr. Battery?” Crush asks, cupping one of her ears.

“Nothing! Back to which one Namur is...”

“... Dad you should've seen him before. He said you went to his home and fought the god of war.” You say, knocking your fist against his arm. You just noticed one of Namur's eyes twitching as it was fixed on your dad, as if he was going through some internal crisis at the sight of him.

“Which one?” Your dad starts to ask.

“Kid you wouldn't believe how many of these people call themselves that. I've been through, like, six tops and they were all--”

“RENO!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
“... Assholes.” Your dad finishes, looking back at the howling Brother Blood.
[More in the next post!]

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>>3139503
“You are not going to make this into a joke, you sorry bastard! I've spent an eternity in fire, and now I've come across realms to rip you apart for what you've done!”

“Well now that you're here I should thank you for the dildo you made. It's my wife's best friend when I'm not home, Bro.” Your dad responds with a smirk.

“... What's a dildo?” You ask your dad.

“DO NOT Tell your mother I said that word around you and don't you dare ask her what that is.” He quickly cautions you before Brother Blood can respond.

“I made no such thing you imbecile! Your words have no effect on my charred soul!”

Your dad can't help but choke out a laugh as he responds.

“You did make it, though. I had to give it a few upgrades, but Battery Bot has been really good for our marriage and--”

“AAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Brother Blood shrilly cries, readying another red source of hellish energy at you all...

… But then, lightning strikes in between you both, and with it brings silence and tranquility.

The lighting is oddly hushed for how close it is to all of you, and immediately your father is enticed by it as he gently pushes you aside.

The lightning is soon gone in a flash, and where it once was now stands a man in white, decorated in Shaolin armor with a humble straw hat above his head.

He tilts his head upward, showing a pure white glow in his eyes that take your breath away for a moment, and when he speaks to you all you feel somewhat at peace.

“This has gone too far. If this conflict escalates any further it will be a severe violation in the rules of Mortal Kombat set by the Elder Gods.”

He then turns to face Brother Blood, his words more stern with him in particular.

“Return to the Netherrealm or face judgment, Blood. I've already spoken with Reptile.”

Brother Blood's face twists into demented anger for a moment, but it quickly fades as a ring of fire opens from his feet, swallowing him into a hellish void.

The man in the straw hat watches him vanish into the Earth, remaining quiet for a moment before speaking directly to your father as if he were a child.


“Reno, you cannot take this power from me. Please stop trying.”

“THE FUCK?!” Your dad blurts out, his face almost red in humiliation.

“HOW DID YOU KNOW EITHER OF THOSE THINGS?!”

“Because I could sense it. This power is neither yours or mine, it is simply a gift from the Elder Gods for me to use. I also know who you are and what kind of person you are.” He answers calmly, looking to all of you now.

“I know that about all of you, which is why I and the people of Earth Realm need your help.”

[To be Kontinued soon!]

>>3139503
>looking bad down

>>3139511
Reno, god dammit, stop trying to Mega-man Raiden. He might be a TERRIBLE seer but he's a decent guy.

Also, god damn, Rena is such a Princess it's adorable. She's going to be a terror for any poor fuck who tries to date her.

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That's all for tonight! I'll probably run again Sunday! I hope you're enjoying things so far, I know I'm happy to finally have my favorite character in the quest!

Raiden the Blunder God!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kvAHNc5QpTo

>>3139515
I'm just ready for him to get a vision from the future that fucks everything up.

>>3139515

Oh god my sides. This was the best Christmas gift.

>>3139503
Yeah, that's about the response I expected when Reno found out.

>>3139511
We kept that thing?
>“Reno, you cannot take this power from me. Please stop trying.”
IS THAT DUMBASS REALLY GOING AROUND TRYING TO STEAL GOD LIGHTNING?!
Anyways, now we get to see Crush corrupt Rena, who then enthusiastically bugs the shit out of Marjane and Namur about all the lewd things she learned.

>>3140777
>IS THAT DUMBASS REALLY GOING AROUND TRYING TO STEAL GOD LIGHTNING?!
I mean did you really expect anything else from Reno of all people?

>>3141958
...maybe? At least a little bit?

>>3141962
HA! Clearly you have much more faith in Reno than his own wife.

>>3139511
“Uhmm... Can you explain everything, please?” You ask the thunder god politely, not even knowing where to begin with your questions.

“Yeah, everything between Eldergods and Outworld went through one ear and out the other. Though I think we should change the venue before you start the lecture, sparky.” Crush adds to your request, letting a drawn out whistle as she looks around at all the destruction left by the the fight.

“No problem kids, I'll just boomtube us to--”

Your dad is cut off by a flash of blinding blue light that envelopes you for only a single second, and with the soft crackle of electricity traveling by your ears your vision returns to reveal a completely new area.

All of you are caught off guard by the sudden change in scenery, taking wary stances once the blood-soaked wharf turns into a ceremonial tea room. Much like the god's attire, the room is decorated in a Shaolin aesthetic, with wooden walls painted red and decorated in gold trim. In the center of a room is a short but vastly wide table, protected on all sides by stone dragons lining the walls and portraits of who you presume are Shaolin warriors.

“... Okay, sure. That's fine, I guess.” Your father responds to the sudden transportation, throwing up his hands in a bizarre gesture of envy.

“Okay... First question then; where the fuck are we?!” Crush rudely asks, looking at the thunder god with furrowed brows.

“The Temple of the White Lotus. They are a secret order with the sworn duty to protect Earthrealm.” He begins to speak, but his manner of doing so isn't like that of a god, but more like a teacher.

“Many have trained under the Shaolin monks and I to take on such a task. You may call me Raiden.”

“Rayden? You mean Raiden, right?” Your dad asks, but his question of pronunciation is completely ignored for a better one asked by Namur.

“Would it be incorrect to assume you're protecting it from the place known as Outworld?” He questions, sitting cross legged at the table, which signals everyone except your father to do the same.

“In a manner of speaking. There had been a conflict between the two realms that had been thought to have been ended, but it would seem that bloodshed must occur once more.” Raiden answers.

You try to think of something to ask him, and you're trying very hard to make it a serious question!

A: “So you basically need us to join your army and fight them in a war?”

B: “Why do they want to attack us now? I don't remember hearing about anything like this before when I was growing up.”

C: “Can we back it up a bit? Who are the Eldergods exactly and what is this Mortal Kombat thing you mentioned earlier?”

D: “How come you're wearing a straw hat? Wouldn't your lightning set it on fire?”

>>3143944
>C

>>3143944
>C: “Can we back it up a bit? Who are the Eldergods exactly and what is this Mortal Kombat thing you mentioned earlier?”

>>3143944
>B: “Why do they want to attack us now? I don't remember hearing about anything like this before when I was growing up.”

>>3143944
>C: “Can we back it up a bit? Who are the Eldergods exactly and what is this Mortal Kombat thing you mentioned earlier?”

>>3143944
>C: “Can we back it up a bit? Who are the Eldergods exactly and what is this Mortal Kombat thing you mentioned earlier?”

>>3143944
>C: “Can we back it up a bit? Who are the Eldergods exactly and what is this Mortal Kombat thing you mentioned earlier?”

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>>3143944
>C

You raise your hand.

“Can we back it up a bit? Who are the Eldergods exactly and what is this Mortal Kombat thing you mentioned earlier?”

Raiden looks to you, and begins to explain.

“The Elder Gods oversee all the realms, where as others like myself hold dominion over one. They are of great power, but seemingly reluctant in wanting keep order among the realm. Outworld is one such realm that has tried to conquer this one, but the Elder Gods declared that if a realm wanted to merge with another, they would have to defeat them in a Mortal Kombat Tournament.”

Oh no, he said the T-word near your father.

“Tournament?” Your father responds as if on cue, a look of excitement in his eyes.

“As in, multiple fighters facing each other in a bracket to see who will come out on top?”

“... Yes. Both realms assemble their fighters, and the first to win 10 matches for their side is declared winner of the tournament. We had won last time, and with our victory a new ruler of Outworld offer a much more peaceful hand than the previous one... But that was when he was still alive.” Raiden says grimly, looking towards the ceiling.

“Kotal Kahn was by no means compassionate, but he was reasonable. He had no desire at the time to seek out Earthrealm in his conquest, so he sought out another... One that the Elder Gods had even forgotten. I'm am uncertain of how it all transpired, and I only has suspicions of who aided in the destruction of Kotal's empire, but the discovery of what we now call the Phantomrealm unleashed something stronger than anyone had ever seen, especially Kotal and his followers.”

Raiden looks back down towards all of you, finding the words to explain what had transpired.

“Along with his trusted first minister D'Vorah and soldier Erron Black, Kotal Kahn fell and brought the new ruler of Outworld to his realm... He is known as Doom Kahn.”

“Doom Kahn? That's a stupid name...” Crush remarks, propping an elbow on the table while resting her chin in he raised palm.

“You know, between him and the lizard guy called Reptile, I'm starting to get the idea that Outworld is a very literal place.”

“So... Whoever this Doom Kahn is, I think it's safe to assume he wants to conquer our realm.” Namur speaks, trying to keep focus on the topic.

“Indeed.” Raiden answers.

“Which is why I've begun assembling warriors. It is much to ask, but to have you aid us in protecting this realm would help us greatly. However, your lives will be at stake in this tournament, so refusal will not be met with contempt from me.”

“... Wait, it's a tournament where we fight to the death?!” You ask, a little scared of the sudden revelation.

“Ooohh... Hold on, if that's the case I'm gonna have to get some contracts made...” Your dad responds from the left side of you all, leaning against one of the sacred statues as he types into his phone.

[Votes in the next post!]

>>3144156
A: “Dad. No.”

B: “Well... At least you'll definitely have his help!”

C: “... A hero isn't afraid to die if it means protecting the world. Who's with me?”

D: “I don't... I don't think I can do this... I don't wanna die, and I don't want to kill anyone either!”

>>3144156
>E: look to the others for suggestions

We aren't in charge here, we've literally only been on the job for a handful of hours, and we can't put the fate of the fucking realm up to Reno and Rena.

Leaguers should be involved here, Supes, Wondy, whoever sits in the Big Chairs.

>>3144160
>C: “... A hero isn't afraid to die if it means protecting the world. Who's with me?”

>>3144160
>B: “Well... At least you'll definitely have his help!”
>E: Look to the others for input.
>-E: "Did you already have some candidates in mind Raiden?"

Like we can stop dad from participating. Only mom can do that, and even that's a maybe.

But yeah, as much as Rena may/may not be willing to die to protect her home, we can't speak for the whole of our world, or the Titans, and we don't know if Raiden already has some participants lined up.

>>3144160
>E: "If you don't call mom and tell her that you're joining a to-the-death tournament for the fate of the world, then I will!"

>>3144160
>A: “Dad. No.”
>"Remember how upset mom got last time."

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>>3144160
>B
>E

You can't help but let out a nervous chuckle.

“Well... At least you'll definitely have his help!”

The lighthearted tone quickly fades, it seems that the weight of the situation has finally been realized. A tournament to the death? If any of you lose... It's over, and you know it'll be a violent end if what you saw Reptile did moments ago was any example. You... You don't want to see your friends end up like that. You don't want your dad or mom to see you like that...

You look to the rest of your team, all of them in deep thought over the situation themselves.

“... I will go.” Namur speaks up.

“I am a warrior, destined to die in battle. My fate has already been sealed, and I'll gladly take the river styx so long as I leave a better world behind me.”

“Eh, I'd like to see them try and kill me.”

You and Namur both look towards Crush, giving you both a shrug.

“My dad at least left me his genetics. That's an upside to all this.”

There's a shared glance at Marjane, who has remained quiet this whole time and continues to do so.

No, you couldn't expect her to willingly go along, even if the Enchantress would be a great help.

“I think it goes without saying, but Damien will get a full report about this, and no doubt will members of the Justice League be called upon. We will certainly have their help.” Namur informs them, which is a realization that puts your heart somewhat at ease.

You look to Raiden, wanting to make sure of one thing before confirming your answer.

“Did you already have some candidates in mind, Raiden?” You ask.

He nods.

“Several have already accepted this task, but two of them are at this very temple.”

He looks to a door next to your father, and if by his own magic it begins to slowly open.

“Titans, I would like you to meet two of our strongest Shaolin Monks who will fight at your side; Liu--”

Suddenly a drunken, bloated-bellied elderly main dressed in common garb stumbles into the room, his greasy beard and ponytail doing a circular whip motion as he falls over backward onto the table, startling all of you as it is crushed under his weight.

“... Master Bo' Rai Cho. I can see today's training has been fruitful.” Raiden politely addresses despite the commotion.

“Euuaghhh...” He groans, belting out a room shaking belch before finally speaking.

“Indeed, Master Raiden... My two favorite pupils became my four favorite pupils in the midst of sparring...” He slurs, and after he speaks the hurried steps of two men reach the door.

[More in the next post]

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>>3144332
“Told you we should've let him sleep it off.”

“He was insistent...”

Emerging from the door are two young males hurrying to assist the one known as Bo' Rai Cho back onto his feet.

One was dressed in nothing but red and black kung-fu pants with slippers, as well as a red headband wrapped under his shaggy black hair. He was better at trying to hide a smile than he friend was as he aided the drunken fool.

The other friend wore a similar outfit, but blue was the dominant color and he wore a sleeveless tunic decorated with two silver dragons over his chest. What was more interesting about him though was the hat slung around his neck and hanging over his back. It was black and incredibly wide-brimmed, but what really caught your eye was the gleam of bladed edges encircling the headwear. It raised a lot of questions.

Once they had aided Bo' Rai Cho, they immediately addressed the Thunder God's presence with a polite bow.

“Master Raiden.” The one in red respectfully greeted.

Raiden returned with a bow of his own before looking to the rest of you.

“I would like you to meet Liu Kang and Kung Lao. They will gladly aid you in the fight to protect this realm.”

You sized them up silently. Aside from Kung Lao's crazy hat, there didn't seem to be much to them. They just looked like normal fighters...

They're both kind of cute though.

“Rena.”

Your attention snaps back to Raiden, blinking several times at him as you try to regain focus on the situation at hand.

“I require your answer, and I want to remind you that should you decide against participating in the tournament you will not be looked down upon.”

A: “Well, as long as everyone else is in... So am I!”

B: “I'm... I'm sorry. I'm supposed to be a super hero, not some participant in a bloodsport. I hope you can understand. [This choice will prematurely end Rena's story, returning the focus back to Reno.]

C: “Can I have some more time to think about it?”

>>3144364
>A: “Well, as long as everyone else is in... So am I!”

>>3144364
>A: “Well, as long as everyone else is in... So am I!”

>>3144364
>A: “Well, as long as everyone else is in... So am I!”

>>3144364
>A: “Well, as long as everyone else is in... So am I!”

>>3144364
So not even a full arc into Rena quest and we are already going to Namek.

>>3144364
God that game was good.

>>3144364
>A

“Well, as long as everyone else is in... So am I!” You tell Raiden confidently.

“Thank you, Rena. I'll be counting on you.”

He then turns to look at Marjane, showing slight concern on his face.

“Marjane. Do not feel pressured by everyone and their choices. Speak honestly and freely.”

Her head is down, hiding her face with her hair as she softly questions Raiden.

“Earlier you said that if Reptile or Brother Blood had continued to fight us that they would receive judgment from the Elder Gods for violating the rules. What exactly would happen?”

“If anyone from another realm engages in fight ending in a fatality, it would be a breach in the rules and result in an eternity of imprisonment. A fate worse than death.” He explains.

“So, if anyone participating in the tournament from the same realm killed another, it wouldn't count right?” She asks, her voice sounding colder.

“... It is a known loophole, and there have been those who tried. Why does this matter concern you?” Raiden asks.

She looks up for a instant, her eyes showing a green glow that is hauntingly familiar.

“Because I--”

It was... It was like your brain crashed at what you saw, or rather what you almost saw...

The moment Marjane began to speak once more, a black blur from your father's pleated pants dashed against the quiet girl's face, sending her flying back into one of the statues lining the room head first and crumbling it into little pieces.
She laid flat in the bed of stone chunks, her face caved in around a fine-leather shoe dividing her skull down the center. Not only was a goddamn shoe stuck to her bloodied face, but parts of it had torn and exploded from the impact, making it look like a torn of piece of garbage gagging a mouth constantly coughing up blood.

Everyone went on alert and looked at the contorted girl, including Raiden. It was a shared moment between them all trying to figure out what had just happened.

But you knew right way, and you were staring at the culprit mortified.

“Dad... Wh... Why?!”

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pOg9JsQw_V0

He responded first with a wide, vile grin. He was casually leaning against the same statue that he had been this whole time, but even if you hadn't known it was his kick you would at least notice the missing shoe on his left foot.

“Because no one is ruining this for me. Not even a wolf hiding in sheep's clothing.” He answers with a blood thirsty growl.

This wasn't your father. Not anymore. This was the man that nearly killed you all those years ago on Okaara...

This was Black Rider Battery.

[To be Kontinued in the new year!]

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Alright guys, that's the last quest update for 2018! I hope you all have a fun New Year's! I will probably run again on Wednesday, so please look forward to it!

Thank you for all the wonderful threads this year!
>>3144473
It really was! I hope that maybe some day they'll make another game like it.

>>3144364
>E: "Just let me call my mom and tell her me and dad are going to an inter-dimensional death match and it should be fine. She doesn't like worrying about where we went off too. She got really mad at dad last time he did that, and he was just in the same universe....she's scary when she's angry, don't judge me."
>A: “Well, as long as everyone else is in... So am I!”
And for gods sake Mach, put the bracket by the options so we don't have too. Its annoying as hell.

>>3144482
>>3144481
God fucking damn it, captcha fucked me.

>>3144473
You mean Shaolin Monks? Damn, now I want to replay it...
>>3144477
RIP. There goes all that dialogue invested in her. Good job guys!

>>3144486
Not our fault Reno did a do.

I really want to know what reno would have been like if we had joined the titans and got with babs

Well this entire arc is going to be garbage. It's like the Earth 3 ark all over again, but even edgier. Why do you keep finding ways to ruin shit Mach?

Once again you make Reno a piece of shit, good job.

And for future reference, next time you ever do a twist on a character, do it with one that players didn't control for two fucking seasons.

I liked the alternate universe ark, the only annoying part was dickheads complaining nonstop

>>3144828
As did I. The only really bad part about it was the people complaining nonstop that it was somehow boring and trying to end it as quickly as possible.

Great, the entitled complainfags are back.You idiots ruined an otherwise fine arc by pressuring OP to run through everything as fast as possible.

On another note I genuinely think this arc has some pretty good potential for being good. I love tournament arcs, plus I think it is a great backdrop for character interaction and development.

Yeah the whiners can fuck off, this sounds fun as shit

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>>3144824
>>3144821
Can you kill yourself already? You treat Mach like shit inside and outside of the thread (we ALL know it's you Thunderblarg) and it's only because he made Reno The Asshole act like an asshole.

Was ruining one arc not good enough for you? What do you even want Mach to write? Should everyone in the room just take turns sucking off Reno? Because it just sounds like you're mad that no one is treating him like he's Poochie.

I'm glad Mach finally put his foot down when it came to your bullshit. Retards like you shouldn't be allowed on the internet.

>>3145195
>Reno caves in Marjane's skull when he could've just knocked her out
>Waah, why don't you like this

And how exactly did Mach 'put his foot down'? I quit the discord, what's he gonna do, ban me from 4chan?

>>3145221
>Giving a shit about Marjane
ISHYGDDT. This death was too good for her.

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>>3145221
Fuck off retard. You are literally doing nothing but ruining the quest for the rest of us. If you hate the direction this quest is going, leave.

>>3145221
Wait, you think she's dead?

No one said Fatality.

But no really if you were actually reading you would've seen that she was about to go full Enchantress. I doubt one Reno kick would be enough.

>>3145362
How is this good? he builds up Marjane we invest votes and time and without any input from us he kills her off with our former character.

Also We just spent the lions share of the last threads building ourselves up as "New heroes in training hiphip hurray!" and during our FIRST mission we are going to Namek. The reason Namek arcs are hard to do is because it cuts you off from all the goals set by the previous arcs and simply jumps all previous world building.

Arcs left unfinished/in limbo
>Crushes Mom.
We found out who she was in a single post outside our control and still don't know the who or why of her abduction

>Teen Titan
We just signed on now we are going to another universe against orders.

>Rena's extended Family
We haven't even seen Starfire yet

>Heir to Tamaran
Granted not touched on at all but she is the sole Heir to the throne of Tamaran.

>Heir to Apokolips/Red Sun Engine
An arc left unfinished during Reno days but do to heredity passes down to Rena.

Other threads left in limbo
>Bug Tech
>Batman Beyond
>Amazo
>Mad Radio
>Others

Seriously Mach keeps making Reno do shit that the players of Reno would never have done and this one is kind of beyond the easy fix of "That pastebin is non canon". Especial since he ate Darkseid instead of becoming him. He went full henshin hero at the end of our control of him, why does he keep going full edgy evil at every turn. Him beating the shit out of Rena makes sense because Apokolips is still a part of him and he was showing her what she would be facing by going Hero. Him murdering a little girl because she made a spooky voice makes no sense. It also shits on player agency.

>>3145548
.....Reno just put his boot in her face. Doesn't mean shes dead dumbass.

>>3145548
>Also We just spent the lions share of the last threads building ourselves up as "New heroes in training hiphip hurray!" and during our FIRST mission we are going to Namek. The reason Namek arcs are hard to do is because it cuts you off from all the goals set by the previous arcs and simply jumps all previous world building.
>We just signed on now we are going to another universe against orders.
Are you this faggot>>3144821
with a different IP? You did read that the tournament is on the same planet right, its become our bumped up mission to deal with this.

>>3145548
To be fair, if the Mortal Kombat tournament is a bit spaced out, then it would be fine. It could go something like this.
>Kombat
>Learning about Crush's kidnapping
>Kombat
>Rena finds out about Earth 3 Blackfire, and she had a child with Reno without Reno knowing about it
>Tag Team Kombat
>Shenanigans with Mad Stan

And so on.

>>3145571
Also I'm >>3145221, my internet is fucking weird.

>>3145571
Except Reno is in a relationship with both those Blackfires and would have a kid with her, Rena being sheltered is irrelevant to that point.

>>3145579
Well if Reno is enough of a retard to go overkill on Marjane, then he's stupid enough for E3 Mandy (who could still be evil) to keep a child a secret.

>>3145561
>her face caved in around a fine-leather shoe dividing her skull down the center.

That seems like a killing blow to me

>>3145588
Start of this season has Rena mentioning her second mom(E3), Reno's Mandy might have just warned her about being pregnant sucking and hasn't happened yet.
>(who could still be evil)
In what way? She came with us because her universe is shit and the Fag/Twink duo wiped out her race, she is as close to a literal an hero as its possible to get. And by that metric our Mandy is the evil one. Do you even think about this shit, or is your stupidity why you were kicked out of the Discord?
>>3145590
>Magic chick dying with magic thing still usable without her
doubt.

>>3145607
Again, I left the Discord faggot.

>>3145607
The fuck are you talking about, Enchantress is a ghost, Marjane's skull being crushed just leaves you with a dead Marjane.

On top of that where does it say any magic shit is still happening? No just Marjane with a crushed skull and blood pouring from her mouth and Edgelord Batery talking like she in any way could have stopped him from going to outworld to fuck shit up.

All Enchantress said was "Because I--" Enchantress is C list at best whenever she shows up in any story DC has her in and Reno takes down War gods without breaking a sweat.

How much of this quest is decided in the discord at this point? If the issues I'm taking with the lack of player agency are really just discord decisions done out of game I kind of feel extra justified in being miffed then as a player whos been here since thread one who didn't feel the need to circle jerk on discord about it.

>>3145579
That would be a stupid ass pull seeing how family oriented Rena is to have her not even mention her half sister even once up to this point.

I have some time before I have to leave for a New Years party, so I'll address some of these.

>>3145548

>Crush's mom
There's several posts of Lain explaining her side of things to her daughter. The rest will be solved in time, but I bet if you read back on what Crush talked about in regards to her memories, you can start to figure things out by having MK in mind.

>Teen Titan
Really just "Titans" now but I digress. You aren't off mission, it's just changed.

>Rena's extended family
Starfire might not have shown up yet in this arc, but you might see Rena's uncle soon.
And I mean her actual blood-related one.

>Heir to Tamaran
Yes she is one, but it's not relevant to the story at the moment.

>Heir to Apokolips/Red Sun Engine.
Reno doesn't want anything to do with it, and I don't think Rena would feel differently.
Also she can't use the Red Sun Engine. She's not an android.

>The other Blackfire having a kid.
I don't think I've ever said that she had one but maybe I have just forgotten. I don't think I made a half sister or brother for her.

>Enchantress is a C lister.
Maybe in the terrible Suicide Squad movie, but I don't think the wandering soul of a sorceress who's been around for centuries could even be considered B tier.

>Marjane is dead because her skull is caved in.
Nope. It was basically a X-Ray attack if I were to simply explain it. If a character dies, you will know.

>discord circlejerking
I actually keep forgetting to make a public invite to the server. It's just not a priority to me but I'll try to correct that.

>>3145750
Also why does someone else has a similar ID to me? Did someone post at the cell tower near my work? I'm on 4G.

>>3145754
Don't be a bitch and just tell me to go fuck myself with your tag on.

Rena just needs to beat the shit outta Reno and then take Enchantress from Marjane.

>>3145761
I'm serious. In fact someone just told me it's possible.

You can go do that though. You're kind of a miserable person.

Test!

>>3145486
>>3145195
Oh shit dude, go find Mach IRL and share his name, address, age and blood type in the thread! Quick, he's gonna escape!

>>3145790
Wow this is at a separate complex too. Almost an entire mile away.

Okay sorry for filling the thread with dumb range tracking stuff! Please don't stalk me and have a happy new year!

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>go take a shit
>come back
>see this
>mfw I'm
>>3145195
>>3145486

>mfw Mach is a TN fag
>mfw he works somewhere I've been to

If this post has a different ID I'm retracing my steps and coming for that ass

>>3145876
FUCK YOU MACH YOU WIN THIS TIME

ILL FIND YOU ONE DAY AND MAKE YOU Finish the hero Battery bin seriously Mach it's been a year

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>>3145881
ALSO IM LURKING IN THE DISCORD MOTHERFUCKER YOU WILL NEVER ESCAPE

NEVER EVER

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>>3145876
>>3145881
>>3145894

>>3145950
Sleep well Mach!

WE KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE

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>>3145876
>>3145881
>>3145894
>>3146407
I came out of lurking just to say this.
What pray tell, and I can't stress this enough, the fuck is this shit?

>>3146469
Sometone had a similar ID to Mach, who asked if someone posted at the cell tower near his work.

Someone else jokingly said to find/share his name/address/age/bloodtype before he escapes, and Mach semijokingly asking "Please don't stalk me".

Someone else joked that they'ed find Mach someday and force him to finish a particular omakebin, and that Mach could never escape because he's lurking in the Discord.

Mach posts a nervously sweating Starfire,
and I made a joke about that by telling him to sleep well and saying that we know where he lives.

It's probably creepier in retrospect, but really it's 4chan so what else is new?

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Operation FIND MACH is aborted for now

if you ever find yourself working at a cafe, quit before new years

>>3147123
Just don't work hospitality. It isn't worth it.

>>3148298
Can confirm, hospitality sucks and is very emotionally taxing.

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>>3147123
>cafe

That actually narrows down three places oh gosh
Anyway... Just wanted to pop in and drop this!

https://discord.gg/TUcTaE

Meant to get around to this sooner, but 5AM seems like a pretty good time!
Feel free to stop by if you feel like it!

Also, I started playing Injustice 2 again recently and remembered it had Guilds! If anyone else plays the game, would you like me to make one? It could be fun!

>>3144477
“Reno! What is the meaning of this?!” Raiden asks, the fury of a god rising out of his voice as his hands begin to crackle with a form of electricity that no one of this Earth could replicate, not even your father.

The Shaolin monks at his side take their fighting stances as well... At least, Liu Kang and Kung Lao do. Their drunken master just poses with a large jug in his hand, presumably full of liquor.

Your father looks at Earthrealm's protector with a sly fox's smile, pointing at the debris of the coffee table.

“It seems like your boys could use some work on analyzing their surroundings.” He remarks with a gruff chuckle.

All eyes in the room snap their focus onto the broken table, and a soft gasp is shared between Namur and you.

Beneath the splintered wooden halves of the broken furniture was a faintly glowing emerald sigil, a five pointed star within along with hellish runes lining the outside of its circular frame.

It becomes less visible as the seconds go by, and it takes your father's voice speaking up again to pull your focus away from it.

“Really, bitch?” He asks the gruesomely mangled body of Marjane with an unimpressed look.

“Your secret spell didn't work, what makes you think playing possum will?! Stand up!”

And only seconds after your father's demand leaves his tongue does the possessed Marjane do so, grunting and groaning as her neck snaps back into place with a sickening snap of bone and sinew. There's muffled chanting under the destroyed shoe embedded into her skull, and as the sound travels a humming mask of green energy covers her face and begins to reform the shape of her skull.

After some cringe inducing shifts in her skin does the shoe finally dislodge, showing a gasping and coughing Enchantress.

“That... That was some kick! What in the nine circles...?!” She asks herself aloud, hacking up a small amount of blood down her chin before looking towards your father.

“By the Elder Gods... I could not sense this sorceress!” Raiden painfully admits to himself, not taking kindly to his own blunder as he changes the focus of his scorn to the Enchantress.

“Darn it!” You shout, standing up and raising a fist to the possessed team mate.

“You miserable old witch! Hiding behind that poor girl while her body gets broken like that!”

Enchantress ignores you and the others, however, keeping her focus on your father.

“This one's mother spoke of you in an underwhelming manner... It didn't prepare me for what you sent me through.”

“Hmph.” Your dad smugly huffs.

“If her mom didn't refer to me as the strongest fighter in the universe, she sold everyone short.”

A: “Wait, who is her mom?”

B: “Enough! You let Marjane go RIGHT NOW!”

C: “Just what were you trying to do, kill us?! We're supposed to be on the same side!”

D: Just stay quiet and listen.

>>3150185
>D

>>3150185
>D

>>3150185
>D: Just stay quiet and listen.

>>3150185
>D

“Why would you forsake your own realm? Who's dark magic has corrupted you?” Raiden demands.

“Oh you pathetic old fool, I AM the dark magic, stuck inside a sniveling little vessel.” She explains, looking at Marjane's body with disgust.

“That doesn't explain why you're batting for the away team, though. I doubt you're in this shit for kicks like I am.” Your dad points out, and his words entice a amused chuckle from Enchantress.

“I'm not helping Outworld either. My allegiance lies with those beneath us, Reno. Brother Blood and I wish to aid a higher power... Well, a former one.”

“... Shinnok!” Raiden hisses through his teeth, and having heard enough of her words he begins to control a surge of lightning between his hands.

“You will not endanger Earthrealm any further, Enchantress!”

Liu Kang and Kung Lao take that as their cue to prepare to fight, the former's fists beginning to burn brightly with a dragon's flame, while the other dons his hat and quickly traces the sharp edge with his fingers.

“NO!” Namur shouts, stepping between both parties as he tries to shield Enchantress.

“You won't just be killing this vile woman, you'll end Marjane's life as well! She's innocent in all this!”

“Stand aside! The threat she poses is too great!” Raiden orders, the light glowing intensely as if he is just moments away from unleashing it into Namur and Enchantress both.

“YOU WILL NOT HARM MY TEAM!” Namur snarls, baring his fangs and claws at the thunder god.

You're looking between the both of them, too scared to really act. Who do you listen to? Who do you trust? You don't want Marjane to get hurt, but Raiden's judgement is that of a god! Can he be wrong in wanting to end her life? Could you even fight him off? You don't understand any of this. You wanted to be a super hero and protect people, but now you're stuck in the struggle between a poor possessed girl and the god of thunder himself. Only more people will die after this anyway, so what should you even do? This isn't saving or protecting anyone? You're panicking, your breathing faster, everything is starting to feel heavy, the world is falling apart around you and you can't--

“Would both of you shut the hell up? Christ.”

Your train of thought crashes once your father speaks again, and you take your mind off the matters at hand to watch him shove Namur aside and stare down Enchantress.

“You know what, kid? You run on home to whoever Shinnok is. We'll see you at the tournament.”

He looks over to Raiden, a sinister grin showing.

“We don't want to be breaking any rules now, would we?” He sarcastically asks with a snicker.

Raiden shows a look of pure resentment towards him, the powerful bolt fading in his grasp.

“... If she considers herself to be of another faction, fighting her now would be a violation. We must wait for the tournament.” He solemnly upholds.
[More in the next post!]

>>3150434
“Your hubris is fascinating, Reno.” Enchantress begins to muse, putting her back against the opposite wall.

“Not only throwing your own life away for the sake of a fight, but everyone else's? Such a grand fall you will have.”

“Yeah yeah, shut up and tell your boys to lube up, because the next shoe that comes off my foot is going up their asses.” Your dad taunts, grinning confidently.

“I will pass on your famous last words... And by the way,” She speaks one last time, a dark cloud of magic energy pouring from the palm laid against the wall.

“Blood won't be the only familiar face you'll see.”

The cloud begins to consume her, and in a panic you try to reach out for her!

“Marjane!” You cry out to her, but the fog quickly dissipates and leaves nothing behind. No Marjane, and no Enchantress. They're both gone without a trace.

“... This is most troubling.” Raiden is the first to speak up, looking toward the ground as he is compromised briefly by hopelessness.

“Master?” Liu Kang asks, stepping forward and getting a better look at the thunder god's face before he speaks again.

“With the Netherrealm also fighting in the tournament, Shinnok must be seeking away to regain his lost power. I fear... That the worse outcomes outweigh us, and that we might be facing Armageddon.

“... Okay so the Netherrealm is hell, right? Is Shinnok like Trigon? Because I've been trying to fight him for a while now but Raven won't let me anywhere near that stupid jewel on her head. You guys know Raven, right?” Your dad asks the room, and they all give him mixed looks of offense and disbelief.

“Dude... Aren't you the least bit worried about the literal god in the room talking about Armageddon?” Crush asks.

“... Whatever. I got some calls to make. Have fun with your friends, princess!” Your dad sings to you while planting a kiss on the side of your head, calling up your mother while on his way out of the room.

“Hello? Hey babe, so guess what? I'm in a tournament where fights are to the death! What? No, listen! Listen! Babe, listen!... It's to save the Earth and—Hello? Hello?!” Your dad barks into the receiver, shutting the door behind him.

“... Master Raiden, where do you find these people?” Kung Lao asks his superior, and in response Raiden tries to hold back a sigh.

“Reno is... Complex. Do not be fooled by his mental strength, for his fists almost know no equal. Isn't that right, Rena?” He asks you, wanting your own words to speak for him.

A: “Umm... I mean, I've never seen him lose a fight soooo...”

B: “Sure... Hey Raiden, who's Shinnok?”

C: “He's a stupid jerk.”

D: “I uh, I need some time alone.”

>>3150463
>D: “I uh, I need some time alone.”
We just got roped into fighting for the survival of our planet in a kumite with superhumans and ninjas, Rena should take a moment to collect herself

>>3150463
>D: “I uh, I need some time alone.”

>>3150463
E: "Walk out and go eat at your favorite BBQ place."

>>3150463
>A: “Umm... I mean, I've never seen him lose a fight soooo...”

>>3150463
A: “Umm... I mean, I've never seen him lose a fight soooo...”

>>3150463
>A

>>3150463
>A
>D

You feel a bit nervous... And sick to your stomach.

“Umm... I mean, I've never seen him lose a fight soooo...”

You look down at your shoes before sighing and speaking again.

“I need some time alone.”

You don't really wait to see if you need permission to leave the room, you just start walking out the door and you don't look back.

You push yourself through an outdoor hallway, the only thing keeping you company are the walls of the temple and the stone floor beneath you.

What happened back there? Not just with your dad being a stupid jerk, but with you? You did the dumb panicking thing again. Why do you always do that?

You keep walking until there's a clearing in the pathway, leading to a balcony with a breath-taking view.

Approaching it, you gaze out into was gorgeous portrait of nature. The flora is clearly eastern in appearance, but you're not quite sure where. You can tell that this place is definitely a well kept secret by just how clean the world around the temple looks. The way the rivers glisten in the setting sun, the soft shaking of the leaves, the tranquil calls of birds in the far distance... The White Lotus is surrounded by beauty.

It starts to dawn on you why it's here, though. The true purpose of the chosen surroundings.

They're here to remind warriors like Liu Kang and Kung Lao why they're fighting, and what they're trying to protect.

You lean against a wooden railing protecting you from the edge of the balcony, sighing.

You need... Something. Something that can distract you from fear and pressure. The monks here have their tranquility and training, and they're the closest to the danger... So there's gotta be something for you, girl.

A: You need food. Big food.

B: You need a darn hobby.

C: You need a boyfriend...?

D: You need someone to talk to.

>>3150531
>D

>>3150531
>A: You need food. Big food.

>>3150531
>C: You need a boyfriend...?
Hmm no< common mistake when
>A: You need food. Big food.

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>>3150536
>>3150539
>>3150542
We'll find out where these choices lead either tomorrow or Friday! I'm tured and I feel like a zombiee! Goodnight anons!

>>3150531
>C
>A

>>3150531
>D: You need someone to talk to

>>3150555
Your spelling is getting atrocious again mach. Please check before posting.
>>3150463
And god damnit Reno stop trying to use the apocalypse to beat up peoples dads.
>“... Whatever. I got some calls to make. Have fun with your friends, princess!” Your dad sings to you while planting a kiss on the side of your head, calling up your mother while on his way out of the room.
>“Hello? Hey babe, so guess what? I'm in a tournament where fights are to the death! What? No, listen! Listen! Babe, listen!... It's to save the Earth and—Hello? Hello?!” Your dad barks into the receiver, shutting the door behind him.
And embarrassing your daughter in front of her new friends, really? Your worse than Johnny Cage.
>>3150531
>A: You need food. Big food.
>C: You need a boyfriend...?
And fucks sake Mach, stop being lazy and put the greater than sign on the options when posting them already.

>>3150531
>A: You need food. Big food.
>D: You need someone to talk to.

Boyfriend and hobby are more long-term problems, right now Rena needs to fill her belly and unload her thoughts on someone.

I also find the idea of Rena being a bit of a stress-eater to be a good character quirk, so there's that.

Oh, and I think that despite coming back from Warworld, Reno might still be in the middle of his mid-life crisis. I mean, he was always a crude fight-happy asshole, but he seems to be turning it up to 11 recently.

>>3150531
>A: You need food. Big food.
>D: You need someone to talk to.

>>3150469
>fighting for the survival of our planet in a kumite
Well *I* appreciated your reference, anon. Think Rena can do Dim Mak?
>>3150531
>D: You need someone to talk to.

>>3150531
>A

There's a loud growl coming from your abdomen, and you can feel your stomach rumble uncomfortably.

You need foods. Big foods.

… But how are you going to eat anything here? It'd be rude to take food from these guys wouldn't.

You put a hand over your stomach and frown, starting to hover over the stone path.

Maybe your dad is still around and can boom you to some pizza place? Or maybe Raiden can. He can teleport just as good as your dad can.

Hmm... You could also just fly back on your own. Going full speed would be a good work out and you'll have some time to clear your head...

What should you do?

A: Find your dad, make him take you out somewhere.

B: Go back to the others and see if Raiden can take you guys back home.

C: Go off on your own. You need to get your head straight before you can worry about your stomach.

D: Ignore it. You're curious about what's going on in the rest of the temple.

>>3154430
>C: Go off on your own. You need to get your head straight before you can worry about your stomach.

>>3154430
>C: Go off on your own. You need to get your head straight before you can worry about your stomach.

>>3154430
>C: Go off on your own. You need to get your head straight before you can worry about your stomach.

>>3154430
>C: Go off on your own. You need to get your head straight before you can worry about your stomach.

>>3154430
>C

You begin to soar upward, heading high above the temple.

It wouldn't kill you to get some exercise, plus the flight time could help clear your head...

Your eyes burn up with a faint glow of violet energy, bolstering yourself up as you take off like a fighter jet towards Neo Gotham!

…

Oh, you might need to use your phone's GPS to get there... Maybe you shouldn't be flying blind this far from home...

---
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jLXt1OrGtC0


“THIS IS THE MADCAST! WE'RE GONNA BLOW IT ALL UP WITH RAGE! BLOW IT ALL UP! THE AIRWAVES WON'T SURVIVE!”

You're listening to Stan's latest episode as you try to navigate through the golden skies over the eastern continent. Where could you be over right now? China? Thailand? It's kind of hard to tell what the cities are from this high up. Well, if you pass over The Great Wall, you'll get your answer soon enough.

“So I was out getting some coffee before I started recording, but this yuppy corporate loser was holding up the line at the Circle J complaining to the cashier that they were out of decaf. Decaf. This sheep in a suit and tie was upset he couldn't his caffeine free coffee so he wouldn't be awake to see the poison he's putting in our society! Nevermind the fact that decaf is for dickless onions-guzzlers, this guy was so much of a drone that he started malfunctioning that he couldn't get his fix!”

You kind of wished you liked coffee enough to relate to Stan's anger.

“So I'm standing behind him, debating whether or not I should just grab the urn of dark roast and melt his face off with it, when all of a sudden news of the massacre by the docks came on the store's friggin radio! Did you guys hear about this government screw up?! A completely botched false flag for the masses!”

Oh no, that's public already? Well, if Namur hadn't told Damien yet, he surely knows now.
[More in the next post!]

>>3154589

“So get this; the man just wastes a bunch of Kobra guys right? But some dude at the wharf said he saw a reptilian do it. You hear me?! A reptilian! Not Killer Croc, not a Kobra, and not a goddamn guy in a Halloween costume! A reptillian! The man's been doing this shadow op for decades trying to produce endless piles of fake news and cover ups over government officials actually being from an ancient race of lizard men, but they screwed up! Everyone with a brain knew Kobra was just some distraction from the real deal! A smoke screen in the form of a cult trying to convince us that our suspicions were stupid! And they screwed it all up! Kobra wore out their usefulness, and so they got reckless and sent a reptilian to clean it all up!”

Where does Stan come up with this crazy talk?!

“Listeners; do not forget what you heard and where you heard it! This is our smoking gun! The man and his cold blooded corporate America's days are numbered!... Oh, uh, I almost forgot... Today's episode is sponsored by Destiny Matresses...”

You pull out your earbuds, deciding to stay focused on the path ahead for now.

… Wait, what do you even want to eat?

A: Mom's cooking sounds perfect right now. A hug from mom sounds really good too.

B: Pizza! In fact, pizza from the arcade sounds perfect!

C: Eh, the Titans' fridge will have something.

D: McDonald.

>>3154589
>decaf is for dickless onions-guzzlers
Stan is the Most Correct Man

>>3154593
>B: Pizza! In fact, pizza from the arcade sounds perfect!

>>3154593
>E: That Barbecue place your parents had their first date. The foods great, and the money your parents put into expanding it means you don't have to worry about running out of food.

>>3154593
>D: McDonald.

>>3154593
for the sake of breaking the tie, I'll change my vote to McDonald

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>>3154593
>D

McDonald. Burger, yes.

“McDonald.” You say to yourself with a dreamy smile, just imagining all those delicious burgers filling your stomachs.

It's too much, you fly as fast as you can towards home!

–

At least an hour or two later you made it back to the city, just when night was about to fall over Neo Gotham.

You weren't picky about what part of town you ate in, all that mattered was burgers. At least 12 with extra mustard if you were going to consider it a happy meal.

It's to be expected, but there was a lot of stares directed you way when you went inside to place your order. A cute super-princess ordering 5 trays worth of food to eat by herself? You're definitely going to wind up an at least one blogpost from the patrons.

You tried to not worry about it so much, though. In fact, you felt relieved to have the tournament and everything else in your mind pushed aside. As you sat down at one of the hard-plastic tables inside, the only things that seemed to exist in this world were those delicious morsels wrapped in gold paper!

The consumption of the burgers is almost like a machine on an assembly line. You pack them all down your gullet in minutes, never missing a beat of the savage eating.

Those around you staring and whispering at the spectacle don't even come close to taking you out of the moment. However, what does is the ringing of your phone.

You have to pause for a moment, your mouth stuffed with at least two cooked patties before you give them a hard swallow and answer your phone.

“Hello?” You ask, letting out a small burp away from the receiver.

“Rena? This one has a query.”

It was your Aunt June! What could the cute bug lady be calling you for?

“Hi June! What's up?” You ask, smiling at the phone.

“I have new schematics for your next outfit. I think I could even be able to place a scarab unit onto the clothing itself rather than embed it into the spine.” She begins to explain, and you already start to groan.

“Juuuune! I already really like this costume!” You whine.

“It is obsolete. Please return to the tower and report to the lab for fitting and testing.”
She insists calmly.

“It could prove very useful for the tournament.”

A: “Fiiiiiiiiine...”

B: “Nope. I'm staying here!”

C: “June, how long do you work on this stuff? Don't you get out at all?”

D: “Wait... How do you know about the tournament?”

>>3154719
>A: “Fiiiiiiiiine...”

>>3154719
>D: “Wait... How do you know about the tournament?”

>>3154719
>A: “Fiiiiiiiiine...”

>>3154719
>A: “Fiiiiiiiiine...”

>>3154719
>A

>>3154719
>A

You sigh.

“Fiiiiine.”

“Gratitude, my sweet one.” She thanks, hanging up.

Another outfit... Great...

It's not that annoying, all her designs are cute after all, it's just that she goes overboard playing dress up with you. She's a fashion bug, not a scientist!

You start to finish off your meal, carrying the last 4 in your arms as you head out the door.

__

Arriving at the tower, you noticed a peculiar sight...

There were a few construction vehicles parked around the outside of the building, but what far stranger than their presence was Tamaranean royal guards.

They weren't the kind that usually hung around your dad's tower either. They were dressed in runic steel armor with lavender capes trailing behind their shoulders. Definitely something more off world than what's supposed to be here. Weird.

It didn't bother you enough to look into it first thing when you got there. Instead, you opted to just hurry past everyone and take the VIP elevator to the sub-surface level of June's lab.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A4ekViNV73Y

As usual, June's nest of science and technology had small clusters of chaos going about it. Several automated testing stations were either doing physical stress tests on materials, threading armored fibers, or just... Strange creatures living in man-made habitats. You try to not look at it all for too long. It makes you too curious about all the stuff she does down here and then you get a really bad headache.

Looking around, you notice June at her usual corner surrounded by several terminals as she types away frantically. You'd think she'd be on some kind of deadline with the way her insectoid hands glided across keys and screens, but the calm and focused gaze on her face just goes to show that's how she operates.

The only moment she breaks her focus is when Eclipse emerges from a door off to the side in a pink bath robe while carrying two mugs of coffee...

… Wait what.

“Gratitude.” June thanks Eclipse, taking the coffee from him with a small smile.

“This will provide ample sustenance. Our mating was quite rigorous.”
WAIT WHAT?!

“Of course. I don't want my dear cuddlebug doing all this work tired.” Eclipse returns with a sweet smile of his own, taking a sip of his coffee before looking up and finally realizing you're in the room.

“...!!!”

He spits the coffee out through puffed cheeks, a brown mist of caffeine and scalding hot water blowing just past June's monitor.

[More in the next post!]

Guess this really puts a hole in my hopes for Eclipse and Lain hooking up, dang

>>3154829
“RENA WHAT THE F—What are you doing here, princess?!” He blurts out, clutching the fuzzy fabric over his heart as he looks at you in a state of eternal panic.

“Hm? Oh, hello child.” June greets you before looking up at Eclipse from her seat.

“I requested her presence a few moments after I departed from the bed. Why have you spat your drink on my equipment over this?”

“You did that after we—June why didn't you tell me?! I need to get some proper clothes on, look at me!”

June does. She doesn't really observe him, but rather she analyzes him.

“I do not see the issue. You are covered and not exposing yourself.” She reports.

“N-No that's not the issue! We just got done... There needs to be a waiting period after that kind of stuff, especially for her!” Eclipse panics, gesturing towards you.

“... Once more, I do not see an issue. We are all aware of what mating is and there is no shame in procreation for the sole purpose of enjoyment. You act as if Rena is a child, when she herself has engaged in such acts. Am I correct, princess?”

If it was possible for you to disintegrate your entire head out of sheer awkward embarrassment, you and Eclipse would do it. Right now.

“... You're sense of pride perplexes me. I would do a study, but there are more pressing matters. Shall get down to business?”

A: “... Yes. Let's pretend nothing happened in the last minute.”

B: “Uhhhhh... How long have you two been...?”

C: “Actually, I just remembered that there's something I want to ask. How'd you know about the tournament?

D: “Sure! Wait, no... I wanted to ask what was up with the royal guards and the construction crew first...”

>>3154841
>D: “Sure! Wait, no... I wanted to ask what was up with the royal guards and the construction crew first...”

>>3154841
>B: “Uhhhhh... How long have you two been...?”

Wait, what does June mean by that last bit? Rena's a dateless no-friends, so I'm guessing she just means masturbation?

>>3154845
No, she thinks highly of the princess' romantic life when reality she has done nothing. Not even to herself.

>>3154843
>>3154845
Alright anons, we'll get the answers to both of these questions Sunday! Thanks for voting and reading along!

>>3154841
>D: “Sure! Wait, no... I wanted to ask what was up with the royal guards and the construction crew first...”

>>3154833
Dude got cucked by Lobo, of course he'd move on.

>>3154848
That's adorable

>>3154829
I feel disappointing, but happy our emo boy can legitimately say, I fucked your mom. Good for him?

Today has been incredibly terrible and I won't be running. I'm sorry for the inconvenience.

>>3159992
Take as long as you need. Much as I love this quest, you gotta take care of yourself first.

>>3154841
>D

You nod, showing a smile.

“Sure! Wait, no... I wanted to ask what was up with the royal guards and the construction crew first...”

“The construction crew I know about. There was a small Earth quake and it shook the tower tremendously. As for the royal guards, I was unaware. Eclipse?” June turns to look up at the robed Tamaranean, who seems... Shy to answer.

“Well... Your mom really didn't like the idea of that tournament he mentioned so she called in reinforcements from the queen of Tamaran for support against him.”

You eyes light up, showing a big grin at what Eclipse said.

“MOM TWO IS HERE?! That's so awesome! I'm gonna go up and give them both a big hug and then I can ask them both to bake their special cookies for me and--”

“Yeahhhhhhhhh that's not happening. Your dad really did a number on them.” Eclipse interrupts, looking away and rubbing the back of his head nervously.

“Oh god... Did dad hurt them? How bad was the fight?” You ask, holding your hands together as you start to feel genuine concern for them.

“Well, they aren't in good shape, and it was only sort of a fight... Their... Oh how the hell am I going to explain this...” Eclipse rambles, as if overcome with the facts of the matter.

“Their pelvic areas have been destroyed. Just obliterated. That's all I should say.” Eclipse tries to avoid the details, but June starts to audibly paint a picture of what happened.

“Oh! Oh my! That's... I will admit that I am quite sore after copulation, but a fracture or sprain is never present... Eclipse, do you think the feline DNA in your species causes your kind to go through a mating season? With the chrysalis in mind Tamarneans are one of the most unique specimens I've ever researched.” June prattles on, typing away at her terminal.

You don't know what's harder to cope with; the fact that your dad boned your moms into submission or that you're only now hearing that you're part cat. You deeply regret coming here and wished you had just stayed in your burger heaven.

“... June please just show her the damn outfit.” Eclipse quietly begs, burying his face in his hands.

“It's more than an outfit, dear. Rena, would you like to see the clothing or the equipment I've made for you first?”

“I would like to see a therapist...” You quietly mutter, thinking over the options.

A: “Let's try on the clothes.”

B: “Equipment? Like what?”

>>3162948
>B: “Equipment? Like what?”

>>3162948
>B: “Equipment? Like what?”

>>3162948
>B

>>3162948
>B: “Equipment? Like what?”

Wait we are part cat?!?!?!

Seriously how does she not know this?

>>3162948
>B: “Equipment? Like what?”

>>3162948
>B

“Equipment? Like what?” You ask, and you soon find the answer being tossed right into your hands!

It looks... Like a grip? It's like you're holding a handlebar. A high-tech one, with some well tempered steel and rubber-like material encasing the finger-groves, but... What is this?

“I've found a way for my Scarab tech to work on just skin contact, but as of right now no human can wield it. It requires a internal power source, say your star energy for example.” June explains, looking very satisfied as she leans back in her chair.

“Go ahead. Focus your power into it and see if you can create a construct.”

You give it a funny look, but then you start to focus, building the fire within you up into your hand and--

“WOAH!!!” You shout in amazement, looking at what you've created.

The handle itself just began to expand and collapse into a series of panels and frames, and soon you find it making a traditional shortsword in your very hand!

You watch as your own energy traces around its sharp edges, making it look simply magical!

“June, this is so cool!” You compliment excitedly, giving it a few small waves.

“I knew you'd like it. There are limits, but if you can imagine it, it can be made.” June says with a small nod.

“Now, as for your outfit...”

**


“...Uh.” You sheepishly respond, looking at yourself in a mirrored hologram of your appearance emerging from the floor.

“This... This makes me feel more naked somehow.”

With the last outfit, all it really showed off was your rockin' booty and thighs, but this... Doesn't leave much to the imagination.

It was very tight against you, almost like a second layer of skin. It was a two piece set, but the divide between the upper and lower body was barley noticeable. What was noticible was how well this bodysuit clung to your form. Every bump and ridge of your muscles to your belly button was clearly visible. All that was actually bare was left for the hand, foot, and neck holes of the new attire. Even then, you still had your jacket, gloves and boots to wear over it, but...

“June, I don't know if her father would like this.” Eclipse mentions, looking concerned.

“It is functional and enticing. What could be more perfect for a Tamaranean woman?” June asks, still showing a satisfied look as she observes you filling out her design.

“... Are you stereotyping us? Rena, don't be afraid to be honest with how you feel.”

A: “Well, I actually like it a little bit. It's not giving me a wedgie so that's a good start!”

B: “Yeah, um... No thanks. This seriously makes me feel naked.”

C: “June, is there any practical functionality to this?”

>>3163128
>A: “Well, I actually like it a little bit. It's not giving me a wedgie so that's a good start!”

>>3163128
>C: “June, is there any practical functionality to this?”

>>3163128
>C: “June, is there any practical functionality to this?”
We're trying to be a symbol of Justice, not a fetish model.

>>3163128
>C: “June, is there any practical functionality to this?”
Function over form, and if formfitting adds function then there ya go.

>>3163128
>C

“June, is there any practical functionality to this?” You ask, starting to feel embarrassed looking at yourself.

“There is when you turn it on. Use it the same way you did with the construct.” June points out.

“Oh! Okay.” You jolt up slightly, putting it to the test as you focus your energy again.

It's a subtle feeling, but you definitely get a sense of something activating. The first thing you see when it turns on is a logo appear on your chest, and you feel absolutely delighted at the sight.

It's a outlined fist punching forward out of a flaming violet star, and it fits you perfectly.

“Aw, that's so cute! Thank you June... But how do I make it do the functional stuff?” You ask.

“Use your head, my sweet one.” She urges, wanting to see you figure it out.

Huh, okay... You scratch your head and look down at yourself, You suppose you could think of some armor--

“OH—OH JEEZ!” You yelp in surprise, feeling the suit shift in the same way as the other device had.

Obsidian plates of armor start to cover your arms, shins, knees, shoulders, and your midsection quickly.

The armor also shows a faint glow of your energy, making it look super cool...

“Normally, your flesh can withstand many attacks. However, there is still a pain threshold for any form of life, and this should help with that. This won't only assist in fights, but in traversing other environments as well. The depths of the sea, and bitter cold of the arctics, the near intolerable heat of a molten wasteland...”

June trails off, showing a small smile.

“Or, you can make it shift into a swimsuit for a day at the beach. It's almost the only clothes you'll ever need... But I can't say it's odorless yet. You will need to wash it and practice good hygiene, understand?”

“Yes! Thank you so much!” You respond cheerfully, looking yourself over with a big grin. Wow, even if you didn't like the original look, you could probably make it shift into your old one! This is amazing!

“Gratitude. Now, is there something else I can help you with while you're here? I did make an oath to always look after you.” June reminds you kindly.

“Well... She might wanna check up on her moms? You know... Assess whatever situation that is.” Eclipse reminds you, and you get that gross feeling in your chest again.

You had happily forgotten, so why'd he have to go and remind you?!

A: “Yeah... Maybe I should see if they're alright...”

B: “Um, I was kind of wondering... How long have you two been together?”

C: “Oh! Before I go I have a question! How did you find out we were cat people in the past?”

D: “Nah, I've been gone for a while. The team's probably worried sick about me.”

>>3163212
>C: “Oh! Before I go I have a question! How did you find out we were cat people in the past?”

>>3163212
>B

>>3163212
>C: “Oh! Before I go I have a question! How did you find out we were cat people in the past?”

>>3163212
>D: “Nah, I've been gone for a while. The team's probably worried sick about me.”

>>3163212
>C: “Oh! Before I go I have a question! How did you find out we were cat people in the past?”

>>3163212
>C

“Oh! Before I go I have a question! How did you find out we were cat people in the past?” You ask. You seriously never knew this!

“It's not just the past, it's the beginning. It's much like humans descending from apes. There are few traits I've noticed from your species and felines found on Earth...” June begins to lecture, going over some notes she had made on her terminal.

“Let's see... Very territorial and passionate when it comes to mates, much like the mountain lions of this planet... I've noticed one or two of the Tamaraneans on this station take a particular interest in knitting, perhaps linking it to a cat playing a ball of yarn... Hmm...”

“... These are stereotypes. I'm insulted and you should feel bad.” Eclipse says, half joking.

June looks at her lover for a moment, then gets a mischievous expression you've never seen on her before as she reaches into an automated drawer under her terminals screen.

“They also don't like it when I do this,” June begins, pulling out a spritz bottle and spraying Eclipse several times as he recoils in immense discomfort.

“BY X'HAL! STOP! I'M SERIOUS D-DON'T! AAAH!!!!”

Eclipse whines sadly as he's left no choice but to run out of the room to avoid the merciless onslaught.

You're left nearly doubling over in laughter having watched the moody eclipse act like an actual cat getting disciplined.

“Oh wow! That's so stupid that he doesn't like it that much! It's just wate—EAAAAUUUUUGHHHHH!!!!!”

Suddenly the tables have turned, as June now uses the vile instrument on you with a horrid grin.

You snarl and scream as you try to hide your face and run about the Lab, doing everything you can to avoid the hellish spritz bottle!

“OH MY GOSH, IT'S LIKE YOURE' SPRAYING HELL AT ME! STOP! NOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!”


**

You emerge from the elevator back to the tower's main lobby, slightly damp from June's demonstration as you try to fix your hair.

You're now wearing your boots, gloves and jacket over the new suit, and honestly it doesn't look so bad. It doesn't matter all that much since you can change it anyway. It's really a big relief that you can use this without a bug attaching itself to your spine. That'd be nightmare inducing!

Well... The day's winding down to a close. You could try to hurry back to the Tower and see if they've coordinated a strategy regarding the tournament while you were away, but leaving here without saying hi to your moms would feel wrong.

A: You hate it, but this tournament nonsense is much more important. You'll call your mom tomorrow or something.

B: Get up there and say hi! You haven't seen Mom Two in forever!

>>3163253
>B: Get up there and say hi! You haven't seen Mom Two in forever!

>>3163253
>B: Get up there and say hi! You haven't seen Mom Two in forever!

>>3163253
>B: Get up there and say hi! You haven't seen Mom Two in forever!

>>3163253
>B: Get up there and say hi! You haven't seen Mom Two in forever!

Give her a hug! Then get really awkward when you remember what they were doing with dad! Family fun!

>>3163253
>B

You smile to yourself and nod. Time to go say hi to your favorite mommies!

Taking the quicker way up, you exit the lobby and head outside, soaring towards the top of the tower to your home!

You eagerly glide towards the front door of the small castle, bouncing with excitement as you thrust the door to the side and hurry in!


… Oh.

Everything is a huge mess! It's like an actual fight went on in here! There's holes in the walls, furniture thrown everywhere, and you can't even begin to count all the broken plates!

You take another step forward into the house and wince when you hear wood snapping above you, and you gaze in horror as you see part of your parent's bed breaking through the ceiling.

Good lord... What did they DO here?! They better not have been in your room!

“Honey? Is that you?” You hear your mom call from the theater room, she sounds weary.

“Ohhh godddd please no... If I have to say daddy one more time...” The other mom groans.

[Ending in the next post!]

>>3163306
You hurry into the theater room, whipping through the door way with a small smile.

It figures that Amazo's sanctuary remained untouched in all of this, but it's strange at the same time... Where is Amazo? He almost never leaves this place.

What was here on the other hand, was both of your mothers... Though it's kind of hard to tell them apart right now.

They're both in loose-fitting rock band t-shirts, while their lower bodies a covered by a shared warm blanket. Above their laps they each have a medical bag full of ice which... Explains itself.

You think the one on the right is your actual mom, since her hair is slightly curlier than the other.

They both show a weak smile when they see you, and it does relieve you that they still have the ability to do so.

“Ohh, hi precious!” They both say together. It happens a lot because they're basically the same person. You were really young when it was explained to you, but Mom Two is supposed to be from a really bad universe, and dad rescued her! For all the trouble he might cause, it really shoes how much he loves your mom if he's going to go out of his way to save every version of her he sees.

“Hi moms! Are you guys okay? I heard you guys went through something that was really... Explicit...” You trail off, not wanting any details.

They both groan in unison, slouching in their seats.

“It's making me rethink giving you part 2 of the 'The Talk' hun.” Mom admits.

“I'll give you a talk, don't ever go near men. Don't let them tempt you into bed and doom you with the fate of watching Rosanne reruns with your double.” Mom two bluntly adds.

“Uhm...” You start to say, your mind drawing a blank for where to even begin with this. Why is everyone doing sex crap around you?! Don't they know how you feel about this stuff?!

… How DO you feel about this stuff?

“Don't listen to them. You'll meet some women who can't control themselves either.”

You turn your head to look back out the door way, the familiar voice hitting a special place in your heart.

Leaning against the wall a few inches away from the doorway is a ghostly woman with a warm smile who resembles your father. You'd never admit it to Superman if you ever saw him again, but she became a bigger inspiration for you to be a hero than he ever could be.

Without missing a beat, your run over into your Aunt Tutu's arms and give her a big hug.

[To be Kontinued]

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Okay guys, that might be it for a while! I can already feel this sickness taking over and I might miss out on a few running days. It suuuucks.

But! I will be working on a multipart pastebin series that will detail what Reno is up to behind the scenes! You'll see some familiar faces from both MK and DC here before they hit the main quest!(probably)

Also I haven't forgotten about the bin for that strawpoll, I'm still brainstorming a nice and wholesome adventure with Lain!

And just a reminder, feel free to join the discord here! https://discord.gg/WBxTqU

Have a goodnight anons! Try to stay healthy!

>>3163310
Thanks for running! Also Junebug a racist!

>>3163333
But she's still right!

>>3163341
but that makes it worse (though it's more speciessim and therefore okay)