In this quest, normally, you’d be playing as Wade Wakeman, a 17-year old boy with a heart of gold and proud owner of the Omnitrix! But this time, we’re going to take a peek into the life of everyone’s favorite super-celebrity, Wilderbee! After being abducted and having his mind altered by alien technology, Wilderbee became a genetically modified superweapon with power so great that it nearly matches the size of his ego. But with great fame, comes great responsibility. Even a superstar has his own share of problems.Archive:http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Ben+10+QuestRules:Most dice rolls will be 1d100. Modifiers will be added depending on the situation or on the alien being used(Usually +10 or -10). Crit successes and crit fails apply. Crit fails can be overridden by crit successes, but crit failures cannot override crit successes.How to Roll:To roll dice, type “dice+1d100” in the options field without the quotations. To roll dice with positive modifiers, type “dice+1d100+modifier number” in the options field without quotations, and with an actual modifier number. To roll dice with negative modifiers, type “dice+1d100+-modifier number” in the options field without quotations, and with an actual modifier number.Aliens Unlocked:https://pastebin.com/JVq4NM2tAlien Images:https://imgur.com/a/SiI6mA7Character profiles:https://pastebin.com/v8StiS3nSkills, Stats and Inventory:https://pastebin.com/iEYrGZS1Alien Trivia:https://pastebin.com/pGrvatEi Superhero/Supervillain Database:https://pastebin.com/g62CuTpEPublic Info on X:https://pastebin.com/bqaamMjSAnd don’t forget to follow my Twitter to get more frequent update notifications, and updates on my lack of updates!My Twitter: https://twitter.com/QmGalvanGood luck and have fun. It’s Showtime!
On this well-lit starry night, you tear through the clouds as a glittering stream of golden light trails behind you. You don’t always take the opportunity to appreciate Bellwood’s beauty, but at this height and at this time of night, it’s absolutely stunning. And since you’re shining brighter than any of the stars in the sky tonight, you’re doing your part as a Good Samaritan by giving the guys on the ground something to gawk at in order to brighten up their dull lives.Looking at them now, they all seem like ants from up here. Maybe they are. They’re certainly fragile enough to fit that description.No no no. Bad thoughts. Gotta push ‘em out. Every now and again, you get some stray thoughts that don’t even feel like they belong to you. Let’s think about something else.Your mind begins to wander as you fill your lungs with ozone. You’re too busy to let those stray thoughts occupy your mind. Staying busy helps. Doing your talk show, photoshoots, interviews, hero stuff. They allow you to feel like you’re still...well, you. Life’s less scary that way."Let's see what's on the agenda." you say to yourself as you pull up a virtual display of your itinerary from your wrist mounted supercomputer. It comes with a multi-layered calendar, clock, phone, real-time crime scanner and a virtual intelligence to manage it all. "There's a few bank robberies nearby. BOOORING!" you shout while spinning around and flying backwards. "Maybe I'll find some hot femme fatales along the way, though." you mutter to yourself with a smirk as you gaze up at the night sky. OOH! There's that new Sumo Slammers game that came out. Could stream that and see how many views you can net. You're pretty sure a new club just opened up in downtown Bellwood, too. You'd bet the boys would love a chance to cut loose again.OR, you could take Prime Time out on a date. She's been a bit cranky lately, but you know that you can get on her good side again if you shower her with affection for a little while."Wilderbee, you have 18 pending messages from Doctor Borges." your VI alerts you. UGH! Why's your therapist gotta be such a massive nag all the time!? It's always "Blah blah, Wilderbee. You've got an abnormal chemical imbalance in your brain, blah blah. Seek medical attention, blah blah."Then again...you haven't attended any of her sessions in a while. They're always incredibly boring, but she really listens to you when it matters.So much to do, so much to see. What will you do?>Go on patrol and take out some bad guys!>Take Prime Time out on a date. The lady deserves something nice every now and again.>Go home and stream that new Sumo Slammers game that came out. Maybe X will be up for a few online matches.>Go for a night on the town with your entourage and get absolutely shit-faced!”>Visit Dr. Borges for your scheduled therapy session.>Why settle for one? You can do them all! The night is young!>Write-in.
>>4609440>Why settle for one? You can do them all! The night is young!
>>4609440>>Why settle for one? You can do them all! The night is young!
You know what? Why settle for just one, when you can do them all! The night is young!“Time to call up the boys. And Prime Time.” you say while pulling your closest friends into a group call. You’re about to paint this town yellow!Oh man...you’re kinda glad that you didn’t say that in public.------------------After a few calls here and there to your friends and your agency, you manage to acquire a self-driving spacious limo with a built-in Gamesphere 5 Pro and a mini-bar to boot. And thankfully, you’ve got a couple of controllers so you and your friends can play the new Sumo Slammers game!“Come on! What is that move!” Benson angrily shouts while mashing the controllers buttons. Tonight, he’s wearing a casual dress shirt with some slightly torn jeans, along with a snazzy looking snapback. Although your reaction speed is leagues above his, you feel as if you’d be able to beat him even without your powers.“You’re getting absolutely merc’d, my guy.” Shane laughs as he chugs down his glass of chardonnay. His dress code is a lot more lenient than yours or Benson’s, as he can always be seen with a dark green, stained hoodie. You have no idea why he’s so attached to it, but you’ve never seen him take it off. Not even in the hot tub. Man, that was a crazy night!“Hold on, a second, chat. Wait until you see this move.” you announce to your streams viewers. And without warning, you throw your friend’s character into the corner and perform a touch of death combo that depletes 80% of his health in the second round.“What?! NO WAY!” Benson rages. “How have they not patched that out yet?” he asks with a frustrated grimace.“Don’t ask me. Ask the devs. They’re watching the stream too.” you say while waving at the camera.“Oh, for real?” Shane questions you with an ecstatic grin. “Hey, Sumo Devs, put me in the game!” he yells.As always, you’re the life of the party. Your friends and fans absolutely adore you. I mean, who wouldn’t, right? Even your girlfriend…Hmm. Prime Time looks like she’s having a bad time. She’s even got that frowny face she puts on when she wants you to feel bad. You wonder why.“PT, what’s up? You look upset.” you ask while putting an arm over her shoulder. She tenses up a bit, but she eventually melts into your arms and leans against your chest. Despite having pink hair, and grayish skin with a bright red patch surrounding her left eye, Prime Time’s beauty is practically bewitching. You’d met her in one of your social circles after being a guest judge on American Idol. Prime Time was bigger than you at the time, since her music career was at its peak, but the two of you really hit it off after having dinner together. Ironically, she might just be one of the realest people that you know. But, that’s also why your relationship is hitting a snag.(Cont.)
She makes you think about yourself, the one thing you try your very hardest not to do. You’d love to open up to her, but you’re afraid of what might come out of your mouth.“Are you serious, right now? This is what you meant when you said that you were taking you out on a date?” she asks while gesturing towards your friends. “I thought we were finally gonna get some time alone.” she complains.“What do you mean? Benson and Shane are cool. You’ll barely even notice that they’re there.” you state, right before your best friends begin screaming and howling about some hype finisher that one of them performed. Seems like the chat’s eating it up too. You might have to think about adding these two as regulars.“Yeah. Me you, your friends, and half the country watching us. How romantic.” she sarcastically retorts.“Half the country? No way, babe, don’t be ridiculous. I’d say that at least half the world is watching” you correct her. “And maybe a good chunk of the galaxy too. Just discovered that I’ve got followers on other planets.” you add. She groans in disgust and pushes you away after that brief little comment.“Didn’t you have a therapy session to go to tonight?” she inquires with her head rested on her hand.“Yeah, but I figured that I could save time by inviting her to the stream. The mods haven’t spotted any comments from her, but they told me that she’s watching.” you report. Prime Time just rolls her eyes and turns away from you.“What? What’s eating you?” you pursue her by inching closer.“You know ‘what’.” she growls. “It’s like you don’t care about anything. Not me, your fans or what you say or do. Like you’re always putting up some kind of front for everybody.” she cries out, forcing you to turn the game volume up to drown out your argument. This is more drama than you were prepared for, and you’d hate for the chat to catch wind of it. “We never talk about how we feel. We just hang out and cut loose. Sometimes I have to ask myself if we’re even actually dating.” she mutters, her voice trailing off at the end there. She sounds more vulnerable than you’ve ever seen her.“PT, I…” you say, before the limo comes to a screeching halt, spilling Shane’s Chardonnay all over his hoodie.“Aww, man!” he whines.“Ha! Looks like you’ve got another one to add to the collection.” Benson says as he points out the hoodie’s rugged appearance.“Wilderbee, it would appear that traffic is being held up by a rampaging mutant, half a mile ahead. Caution is advised.” your VI announces.“A superhero fight for the stream? Wicked!” Shane celebrates as he bumps fists with Benson.(Cont.)
What will you say?>”Hold that thought, PT. I just need to deal with this real quick.”>”Care to join me, Prime Time? A good ol’ fashioned superhero team-up should give us some time alone.”>Awesome! We can get the stream to vote on what moves I use on him.”>”Meh, let one of the other heroes handle it. I’m kind of in the middle of something here.”>”...Can’t you just run him over?”>Write-in.
>>4610125>”Care to join me, Prime Time? A good ol’ fashioned superhero team-up should give us some time alone. Plus we can get some solo time after words. Could even give a visit to my therapist if you want it that badly."
>>4610125>”Care to join me, Prime Time? A good ol’ fashioned superhero team-up should give us some time alone.”
“Care to join me, Prime Time?” you offer while extending a hand towards her. “ A good ‘ol fashioned superhero team-up should give us some alone time.” you add with your award winning smile. No really, you’ve won an actual award for it.“Just me, you and some big, sweaty bad dude?” Prime Time asks while crooking her brow. “Not exactly my idea of a date...but I’m down.” she admits as she takes your hand and pulls herself up.“Sweet!” you cry out with a big goofy grin on your face. And before Prime Time can say anything else, you scoop her up in your arms and lift her face to yours. “Hold on tight.” you mention, right before you jump out of the limo and shoot up into the sky. And unsurprisingly, Prime Time’s loving every second of it.Despite the chaotic nature of this pile-up, it doesn’t take long for you to spot the unlucky amatuer that’s ruining your magical night. You should be at that new club partying it up with your girl and your boys right about now!But as you get closer to the villain in question, you come to realize just how massive he is. He stands at about seven feet tall, has arms thicker than your torso, and looks like he’s covered in some sort of dark green, metallic armor. The entire upper part of his torso is somewhat shaped like a crescent moon facing downwards, with his slanted, hovering arms and hunched posture.“What is that thing…?” Prime Time gasps.“By the time we’re done with him, he’ll be dead meat.” you retort with complete and total confidence.Once your feet make contact with the cracked asphalt, you set Prime Time down and approach the hiking brute that’s flipping cars around and laying out the inexperienced vigilantes. But before you can get too far, Prime Time grabs your arm and holds you in place.“This guy looks tough. Just...just be careful, okay?” she requests with a distressed look on her face.“Relax, PT. I’ve got this in the bag.” you reassure her before removing her hand and walking up to the hunched horror looming tall over you.His helmet seems to be equipped with bright red sensors that wriggle around wildly as he scans you.“Target detected: Malfunctioning Hunter Slave. Options: Retrieval protocol, and extermination protocol. Extreme prejudice recommended, regardless of chosen protocol.” it announces in a verbose, and threatening tone.Out of the corner of your eye, you notice that several people have taken out their phones to record the fight. This might be a good chance to make yourself look better in the public eye, if that were even possible!...But then again, Prime Time would probably get pissed at you if you go overboard with the showboating.(Cont.)
How are you gonna play this?>Put on a heroic play for the cameras and taunt the creature into attacking you first.>Subdue the villain and allow Prime Time to hit him with her sonic screech.>Prime Time’s right. This guy might be more dangerous than you thought. You should take this guy toa remote area.>Punch the daylights out of this thing with an empowered energy strike!>Toss him into the air and juggle him with a few well-placed punches.>Write-in.
>>4611360>>Subdue the villain and allow Prime Time to hit him with her sonic screech.
>>4611360>Subdue the villain and allow Prime Time to hit him with her sonic screech.
“While I’d love to stay and chat-WHOA!” you shout, while ducking underneath his massive arm as he swings it at you. “But, I’ve got to let the lady get a few licks in. It’ll make her feel better. You know how it is.” you mention with a cocky grin. And right as he prepares to swing at you again, you fly behind him and hold his arms in place. The position is incredibly uncomfortable, given the size of the creature that you’re subduing, and it probably won’t hold out for much longer, but you only need to keep him still long enough for PT to slap him with her sonic screech. The only problem is, you’ll get slapped right along with him.“He’s all yours, PT! Hit him with everything you’ve got.” you request.“Sorry babe, but this is gonna hurt. Like, a lot.” she apologizes, before inhaling deeply and releasing a powerful sonic screech. The resulting sound wave shatters windows, pushes nearby cars, crushes metal and cracks concrete. Even the people around you are forced to evacuate. But you don’t have such a luxury.Within mere milliseconds of her firing the attack, you recoil in pain as your girlfriend's shriek assaults your senses. Feels like your head’s gonna split open any moment now. Like your organs and your eyeballs are just fragile balloons quivering before the force of her voice, just waiting to be popped. Hard to think...even harder to focus. This would undoubtedly kill any normal human, so you’re probably the only one who can put up with Prime Time when she gets a little too loud by accident.That aside, you have no idea of whether this is actually working on this guy. Is there even a point to you taking this hit if it isn’t? Maybe he’s close to going down soon. Or maybe you can just end this fight yourself.What will you do?>Try to tear his arms off while you’ve got him in this armlock.>Suplex him into the ground.>Pick him up and fly him into orbit.>Punch through his armor and load him up with a point blank energy blast.>Hold out just a little while longer. It may be painful, but it seems to be working so far.>Write-in.
>>4612202>>Suplex him into the ground
>>4612202>Suplex him into the ground.
Alright, you’re getting pretty tired of suffering through this skull-shattering sonic attack. Time to take matters into your own hands. Quite literally.“Okay, big guy, time to put you down...for good!” you say with a pained grunt as your lift him up, grab his waist, lean back and slam him down onto the asphalt. Landing directly on his head and neck, the sheer weight of his body and the force of your throw obliterates the ground beneath you, forming a massive crater and kicking up a cloud of dust and debris. Although, the wind shear from the impact manages to blow the majority of the cloud away almost immediately.As Prime Time moves to shield her eyes from the dust cloud, you rejoin her and wait patiently to see what became of your opponent. And fortunately, it looks like the combination of your attacks managed to severely damage his armor, as a series of deep, glowing fractures spread throughout the surface of his body.“Core systems compromised. Chances of retrieval: 7% and dropping. Commencing ‘Awakening Protocol’: Transmitting Signal.” the robot states without a hint of emotion.“What’s it doing?” Prime Time asks.“I don’t know, but it doesn’t sound good.” you respond with your fists clenched tightly.“Transmission successful. Terminating functions…” it announces, right before falling limp with an audible thud. The lights on its sensors have gone dull too.“He shut himself down. Why?” Prime Time observes.“Must’ve known that he didn’t have a chance against us.” you say with full confidence.“This could be bad, Bee. That transmission thingy sounded pretty ominous.” she says with disturbed expression. “Don’t you think that it might be worth checking out?”She kinda has a point, but you’re nowhere near smart enough to figure out how this machine works. However, you can’t deny that you know some people who might be able to help you. Namely, The Buzz and Silver Fox.Buzz used to be your mentor, and the only one who would take you in after you became a “mutant freak”. He and his wife, Honey, were probably the nicest, most genuine couple that you’d ever met, and you threw all of that away for a chance at fame. You knew that you deeplydisappointed both of them when you walked out that door and stepped into the limelight. You wouldn’t be surprised if they didn’t want to see you ever again after the things you said, but they’re still the closest thing you have to a family.On the other hand, Silver Fox has got a fully staffed hi-tech lab. He might be the mortal enemy of Buzz, but he’s recently created his own private security team in an effort to capitalize on the newfound chaos found in the world’s mutant population. Also, he’s the one who sponsored you in your first public appearance as “Wilderbee”!(Cont.)
While you were lost in thought, you notice that several reporters have already arrived at the scene. It won’t be long before they notice you. Or maybe you want them to notice you? That could be pretty sweet!What will you do?>Take the robot to Buzz. He should be able to shed some light on the situation.>Bring the robot to Silver Fox. He’s strong, smart, reliable, and a riot at parties!>Get rid of this thing. It’s been holding up traffic, and you’ve still got a date with Prime Time to get back to.>Try to score a sweet interview, and let the photographers snag a couple of choice shots of you posing next to the defeated robot.>Write-in.
>>4613285>>Take the robot to Buzz. He should be able to shed some light on the situation.
>>4613285>Take the robot to Buzz. He should be able to shed some light on the situation.
As much as you hate to admit it, Prime Time’s right...again. You’ll have to set aside your party plans for now.“Alright, let’s take it to Buzz.” you suggest.“Buzz? As in, THE Buzz?” she inquires with a look of shock. “Shit. That name brings back memories. Buzz was wearing tights when I was wearing diapers. Had no idea that you knew him.” she laughs.“Yeah, we’ve got some history.” you say with a strained grunt as you throw the damaged robot over your shoulder. “Oh, right. We still need to do something with the limo.”“Not to worry. Shane and Benson have taken the liberty of redirecting the limo to the nearest club in Downtown Bellwood.” your VI alerts you.“Pfft. Some friends…” Prime TIme scoffs.“Nah, I’m used to it by now.” you plainly state while grabbing Prime Time’s waist and pulling her close. For a long time, you’ve known that Shane and Benson were only here to have a good time. Once your money runs dry, they’ll bounce out of your life long before their checks even have the chance to bounce. But, that’s the price you pay when you go looking for fake friends to help you pass the time. “Hold on, tight.” you remind Prime Time, before taking off towards Buzz’s place. The reporters just barely manage to catch a glimpse of your shining figure growing dimmer through the night sky. All things considered, they must be pretty baffled by your sudden departure. After all, Wilderbee’s never run away from a potential interview.------------------After a few minutes, you arrive at Buzz’s dorm at the college he’s been teaching at. Calling it a dorm might be a bit of an insult, given how much space there is, but it’s the best that they could offer their top professor and lead researcher.When you get to safe height, you set PT down, while continuing to hover slightly above the ground, so as not to damage the steps leading towards Buzz’s home. Even you’re surprised by how thoughtful you’re being tonight. When Prime Time’s not around, these things don’t even occur to you this often.“Bee? Is that you?” asks a familiar voice by the door. You notice her by her dark skin and afro almost immediately.“Hi, Honey. I’m home.” you joke with an awkward laugh trailing behind the statement.“Yeah, and it looks like you’re bringing trouble with you.” she observes with a fleeting glance directed at the deactivated bot, as she takes a puff from her cigarette.“I need Buzz to take a look at this. Prime Time thinks it could be important.” you mention.(Cont.)
“He’s busy grading papers right now. I would tell you to come back later, but he’d be pissed at me if he figured out that I turned you away.” she mutters while lowering her gaze and tossing her cigarette onto the ground. “Come on. Let’s talk inside.” Honey insists as she points her head in the direction of the door. During the time that it takes you to hover up the stairs, she stamps out the cigarette’s embers with her boot heel.Upon entering Buzz’s dorm, you’re suddenly hit by a wave of nostalgia. Everything almost looks the same, from the creepy bugs in glass cases to the various degrees and awards that are being securely kept and displayed in a wooden cabinet pushed against the wall. It’s even got a few of Honey’s old pro boxing trophies.It’s honestly not a bad place to live, but it surely isn’t what a brilliant man like Buzz deserves. He and Honey should be living in a penthouse suite, not some dingey college dorm.Finally, your trip through memory lane ends at Buzz’s lab, where he can usually be found. At this very moment, he’s grading papers while conducting an experiment on what looks like a mutated frog. In fact, he doesn’t even notice you until Honey loudly clears her throat.“Buzz, you’ve got company.” she says flatly.As he looks up, you notice the bags that are forming underneath his eyes, along with the blonde little hairs sprouting from his chin. Looks like he’s been missing sleep again“...Sam? Is that you?” he says in utter disbelief. “What are you doing here?” he asks out of genuine curiosity. The guy’s more interested in you than the giant robot slung over your shoulder. Typical Buzz.>”Need you to take a look at this thing. It attacked me and Prime Time about 10 minutes ago.”>"Hey Buzz. It’s good to see you. Both of you, I mean.”>”Oh, you know. I was in the neighborhood when I saw my old stomping grounds, so I thought I’d drop by.”>”Why do you even bother grading those papers? Can’t you just let the computer do it for you?”>”Forget about me for a second. You look like shit. When’s the last time that you slept more than three hours or had a decent meal?”>”I can see that this place hasn’t changed at all. It’s like I never left.”>Write-in.
>>4613734>>”Forget about me for a second. You look like shit. When’s the last time that you slept more than three hours or had a decent meal?”>”Need you to take a look at this thing. It attacked me and Prime Time about 10 minutes ago. It said something about sending a signal when we took it out of commission”
>>4613734>>”Forget about me for a second. You look like shit. When’s the last time that you slept more than three hours or had a decent meal?”>>”Need you to take a look at this thing. It attacked me and Prime Time about 10 minutes ago. It said something about sending a signal when we took it out of commission”
>>4613739>>4613790>>4614065Sorry for the delay. Was unable to update from work. Writing now...
“Hold on. Forget about me for a second.” you say while shaking your head and holding your hands up. “You look like shit. When’s the last time that you slept more than three hours or had a decent meal?” you add with a scalding remark.“Ha! Get him Bee.” Honey encourages you with a smile, finally taking her hands out of her leather jacket’s pockets and folding them over her chest. “I’ve been telling him that for a week now.”“But Honey, it’s finals week.” Buzz complains.“Then maybe you should stop taking on extra work on the side. Tell those bum ass capes to get someone else to fix their tech.” Honey demands.“What? They don’t pay you to do it?” Prime Time asks, finally jumping into the conversation.“With what money? Capes don’t get paid, they get their asses handed to them for free.” Honey laughs. “And we’re about to be just as broke as they are if you don’t take it easy every once in a while.” she states, returning her attention to Buzz. “You ain’t any good to me dead, sugar. I’m too young to be a widow.”With all of you thoroughly tearing into Buzz for his bad living habits, it looks like you somehow managed to get through to him. “I...I suppose I have been running myself ragged lately.” he admits while rubbing the back of his neck. It’s becoming difficult to pull your eyes away from the dark circles around his. “After this, I’ll take it easy. Promise.” he swears.“Good, because we still need that big, sleep deprived brain of yours, Buzz.” you say, slamming the robot’s lifeless body onto one of his tables, creating a loud clanging sound and denting the metal surface. “Need you to take a look at this thing. It attacked me and Prime Time about 10 minutes ago. It said something about sending a signal when we took it out of commission.” you recap.“A signal? Could it have been some sort of distress beacon?” Buzz inquires as he shifts over to inspect the colossal droid.“Dunno. We were hoping that you would be able to tell us something about it.” Prime Time proclaims.“Well, it certainly looks familiar. But I’ll need about an hour before I can tell you anything concrete. Give or take.” he casually mentions, as he equips his compound goggles for further study. Oh man! You haven’t seen him wear those in ages.“Then I guess I’d better start cooking dinner before you starve to death, sugar.” Honey says with a sly remark.“Mhmm. Please and thank you. Love you, Honey.” Buzz states with a small smile.“Mhmm.” she lazily responds while rolling her eyes and leaving the room.(Cont.)
Since this is gonna take a while, you should probably find some way to occupy yourself. What will you do in the meantime?>Take this opportunity to get some alone time with Prime Time, like you promised.>Stay with Buzz and chat with him for a while. A little closure might do you some good.>Help Honey in the kitchen. She sounds more stressed than usual tonight.>Write-in.
>>4615049>Stay with Buzz and chat with him for a while. A little closure might do you some good.
>>4615049>>Take this opportunity to get some alone time with Prime Time, like you promised.
>>4615199>>4615550Got some time off work, so I should be able to update more frequently for a while.Writing...
Despite the fact that you have a prime opportunity to score some points with your super hot, superstar girlfriend, you still find yourself wanting to use this time to chat with Buzz. Maybe some part of you wants closure, or maybe you’re just feeling nostalgic.Oh man, there really is something wrong with you today. You never used to cling to these sappy emotions like you’re doing now. Not enough things to keep your mind busy. Should’ve brought a handheld game console before you left that limo.And even if you wanted to talk to Buzz, you’re not sure how to go about bringing it up. It’d probably be too weird, right? Nah, it would definitely be weird.“Bee?” Prime Time gingerly touches your shoulder. “You’re being uncharacteristically quiet.” she mentions with a smirk.“Huh? Oh yeah, I’m fine. Just...thinking about stuff, is all.” you vaguely answer in a panic. You just know that she’s gonna start prying in a minute. PT hates it when you clam up.“Hey, little miss pop-star.” Honey calls out from the doorway. “Need your help in the kitchen for a few.” she requests.“Me?! I don’t really cook that often...” she mumbles with a bashful expression. You’re pretty sure that she pays someone to cook for her instead.“You don’t say.” Honey replies in a sarcastic tone. “Guess I’ll have to teach you, then.” she offers. And without warning, Honey walks over to Prime Time, grabs her by the wrist and drags her out into the hall.“W-wait! I haven’t agreed yet!” she cries out. At first, you were a bit confused as to why Honey would kidnap your girlfriend and hold her hostage, but once you see her flash a wink at you before she leaves, you realize exactly what she was up to.Now it’s just you, Buzz and the awkward silence filling the room.---------------For a few minutes, you just walked around the room and touched everything with a boldly printed warning label plastered on it. Buzz told you off a few times, but he eventually got tired of wasting his breath and focused on examining the robot. Got to think of an icebreaker. It’s gotten quiet again.“So…” you begin while walking over to him. “I hear that you’ve been wearing your old tights again.”“Oh, did Honey tell you?” he asks without so much as glancing in your direction.“Nope. It was a hot topic on social media for a hot minute. They said that you and a couple of vigilantes were trying to apprehend X when that imposter robbed a bank.” you explain. “And why the hell was Silver Fox with you, anyway?” you pry further as you lean against the table.(Cont.)
“Silver Fox showed up to recruit me for his little hit-squad as soon as he caught wind of the situation. Someone important wanted X brought in for questioning, and he was willing to pay big money for him.” Buzz described with a small grin, seemingly amused by your interest in the topic.“And you just took that big fat payout from your arch nemesis? I’m surprised at you, Buzz.” you proclaim with an overly exaggerated sense of false shock.“Don’t be ridiculous.” he scoffs. “I didn’t take his money. I only followed him to make sure that he wouldn’t do anything rash. Despite the staggering evidence against X, he doesn’t come off as the ‘bank robbing’ type.” Buzz says with air quotes. "And 'arch-nemesis is pushing it a bit. Me and Silver Fox just...tend to butt heads often." he clarifies.Yeah. Heads AND fists. You've seen those guys duke it out more times than you can count. It's no secret that they've been feuding for over a decade now.“So, you became their camp counselor. Doesn’t that mean that you just did Fox’s work for free?” you ask with a smug grin.“Yeah, he made the same observation.” Buzz admits with a small chuckle. “But I’d much rather lose out on money than lose my morals. And I wasn’t about to let Silver Fox buy my loyalty.” he proudly proclaims.“Maybe that’s why you’re broke.” you thoughtlessly blurt out, before covering your mouth out of reflex. Your heart sinks for a moment. Stupid mouth!Buzz, on the other hand, doesn’t get agitated or offended. He instead offers you a sympathetic smile as he pulls his goggles up to reveal his tired eyes. You forgot that he knows about your “condition”, and is used to dealing with you. “You may be right. I might not be a rich man, but me and Honey are comfortable. We struggle every now and again, but at the end of the day, we’ve still got each other.” he honestly states. “And that’s more than enough, Sam. For both you, and me.” he gestures towards you. Is he trying to lecture you again?>”You know I didn’t mean that, right? Sometimes I just blurt out whatever comes into my head.”>”Why didn’t you tell me that you’d been struggling. I don’t have a problem lending you some money every now and again.”>”I’m not telling you to sell out, Buzz. I’m just saying that you can do what you’re doing now and get paid actual money to do it.”>”Don’t pretend that you didn’t choose a life of fame during your golden years. Your face used to be on every kid’s lunchbox, right next to Kangaroo Commando.”>”Is Honey still fighting crime these days, or did she retire too?”>”You know, I think you’re the only one that still calls me by my real name anymore. It’s weird to hear it now.”>Write-in.
>>4616195>>”Why didn’t you tell me that you’d been struggling. I don’t have a problem lending you some money every now and again.”>”You know, I think you’re the only one that still calls me by my real name anymore. It’s weird to hear it now.”
“Why didn’t you tell me that you’d been struggling? I don’t have a problem with lending you some money every now and again.” you sincerely offer.“Sorry Sam, but I’ve never been one to ask for handouts.” he proudly admits with a light chuckle. “Me and Honey will be just fine on our own. Use your money as you see fit.”For a moment, you and Buzz sit in silence as he returns to working on the robot. It actually feels comfy. Kinda like you never left.“You know, I think you’re the only one that still calls me by my real name.” you laugh. “It’s kind of weird to hear it after all this time.”“You might be a celebrity in everyone else’s eyes, but you’re still the same arrogant, stubborn kid that I took into my home. We just took different paths in life.” Buzz observes with profound insight and understanding. He really doesn’t hate you for leaving the way you did? Seriously?“You know, Buzz...I-” you begin saying, before Buzz cuts you off.“Hold that thought, Sam. I think I’ve got something. Would you mind calling everyone here?” he requests.“Yeah, sure. No problem.” you lazily confirm as you float out of the room to go fetch Honey and Prime Time. You wouldn’t have minded if that moment lasted a little while longer.----------------“Now that everyone’s here, I have something to show you all.” Buzz announces, before pulling up an in-depth holo display. “As I suspected, this robot was created by the creatures that invaded Earth two years ago. The very same ones that kidnapped Sam and mutated his DNA.” Buzz reveals.This particular revelation is definitely shocking, but you’re not exactly devastated by it. Getting your powers was the best thing that ever happened to you!“So what? These creeps are after Bee again?” Honey deduces.“I thought so as well, but then I looked into the signal that it sent.” Buzz responds while typing on datapad’s touchscreen.“And? What’d you find?” Prime Time asks.“That signal it sent wasn’t a distress beacon at all.” he declares, as a virtual projection of Bellwood is pulled up in the middle of the room. “It was meant to activate the sleeper agents that they had installed before their mothership was destroyed.”“Sleeper agents? Like, more robots?” you inquire even further.“No, Sam. I’m talking about people like you. Genetically altered and highly dangerous.” he corrects you. After which, Prime Time gasps dramatically.“People like me? I doubt they’d be as handsome and charming as I am, though.” you say with complete confidence.“If their heads are as fat as yours, then we should have no problem finding them.” Honey retorts with a complacent grin.(Cont.)
“Pinpointing their locations now.” Buzz announces as numerous dots pop up on the city map in large clumps.“Wow. That’s...a lot.” Prime TIme observes, seemingly overwhelmed by the sheer amount of sleeper agents lurking in the city.“And with X out of town, we’re stuck dealing with this on our own.” Honey pouts.“Not exactly. We still have an entire community of vigilantes to rely on here.” Buzz reminds her.“But who’s to say that they aren’t sleeper agents themselves?” Prime Time asks them.All of them bring up great points. This is a lot to handle on your own, but you don’t exactly have to do it on your own. That is, if you trust them enough to let them help.What will you do?>Keep it in the family. The four of you are more than enough to handle a threat of this scale.>Call in some help from the hero community. The more people you have searching, the better.>Convince Buzz to include Silver Fox in your plans. His resources will be invaluable in this situation.>Handle this on your own. It’s your problem, and you’re probably the only one durable enough to handle a punch from these things.>Write-in.
>>4617308>>Call in some help from the hero community. The more people you have searching, the better. However see if Buzz can whip something up for a sort of screening process
>>4617308>>>Call in some help from the hero community. The more people you have searching, the better. However see if Buzz can whip something up for a sort of screening process
“As much as I’d love to do this solo, I think this might be a little too much to handle this ourselves. It might be a good idea to call in the cavalry on this mission.” you suggest. “But not just anybody. We need people that we can trust to handle this delicately.” you add. Everyone seems surprised by your well thought out, well spoken suggestion.“Great thinking, Bee.” Buzz praises you. “Given their sudden mutations, we should expect these sleeper agents to be emotionally unstable. Having people we can trust should help to avoid any unnecessary violence.”“Thanks. I have my moments.” you say with a smug grin.“Do we know anyone like that? How do we know that they aren’t sleeper agents themselves?” Prime Time asks.“We’ve got a few contacts here and there. Me and Buzz got around when we were still on the ‘hero scene’.” Honey states with a nostalgic expression.“I’ll put out a few calls with a subtle signal broadcasting over our communications. If they don’t react to it, then we’ll know that we can count on them.” Buzz declares.“Oh, cool. So you can recreate the signal already.” Prime Time says, clearly impressed by your mentor’s resourcefulness.“Not quite. I’ll need your help with that, Prime Time.” he admits with a friendly smile.“Mine?” Prime Time asks out of confusion.“Your ability to freely manipulate your vocal range should allow you to emit a sonic frequency that will forcibly vibrate the diaphragm of communicators on the receiving end of the call. Doing so should replicate the signal that the Techno-Borg sent out.” Buzz explains with all manner of tech jargon.“Uh, yeah. Vibrating diaphragms and all that. Good plan.” Prime Time laughs nervously, clearly confused by Buzz’s explanation.“Stop slapping this poor girl over the head with your big words.” Honey reprimands Buzz, who seems unaware of what he'd been doing.--------------After about two hours of outgoing calls and signal testing, Buzz manages to obtain the help of three vigilantes. All of which lived a fair distance away from Bellwood. Should take them a while to get here, though.“Hey, what’d I miss?” asks a mysterious voice from behind. You and everyone else quickly turn around and take on a defensive posture as an instinctive response. What you see before you is a thin, young man with tangled, brown hair, a dark green spandex suit, and orange goggles. “Whoa! Hold your fire.” he shouts with his hands held up.“Settle down. He’s not a threat.” Buzz intervenes as he steps between you and the weird guy. “Not to us, at least.” he adds.“Marathon Man, at your service.” he introduces himself with a light bow.(Cont.)
“Marathon ‘Man’?” Honey questions him, clearly doubtful of the age that he claims to be.“He’s a speedster, capable of unleashing bursts of great speed in small intervals. Sustained running tires him out.” Buzz points out. That explains how he managed to sneak up on you.“Couldn’t we have gotten somebody like Blindside instead?” Prime Time asks.“Blindside’s power only works when people aren’t looking at her. She’s not exactly a team player.” Buzz states.“Oh, Buzz.” Marathon Man nudges your mentor. “There was someone else at the door. I let him in too. Hope that’s cool.” he says while pointing at the seven foot tall mountain of muscle approaching him from behind. He appears to be a bald man with a handlebar mustache, thick eyebrows and a red leotard that reveals his hairy arms and chest.“Oh, so you’ve met Yuri! Good. That saves us some time.” Buzz exclaims as he ecstatically greets this menacing figure. “Everyone, this is Yuri, otherwise known as ‘The Red Giant’. He’s a well known figure in his country.”“...Nice to meet you?” Prime Time awkwardly welcomes him. She only receives a grunt in response.“Sorry I’m late. You wouldn’t believe the traffic on the way here.” says another voice coming from above. Upon looking up, you see a costume figure descending from the skylight, hanging upside down from some sort of pink, slimy string coming from his wrists. His uniform is incredibly similar to that of the Incurseans that invaded Earth last year. “You should really lock that skylight, by the way.”“It was locked. Magnetically.” Honey scowls at him.“Oh…” he mutters. “You’ll probably need a new one, then. Just a heads up.” he suggests before flipping off of the pink string and landing on the ground in a crouched position, on all fours. The pink substance makes a noticeable croaking sound upon detaching from the device on his wrist.“And lastly, this is Flipside. He’s one of the newer heroes that I’ve encountered recently.” Buzz describes.“Yeah, no kidding. He looks even younger than Captain Quick over there.” you say while pointing to the speedster.“It’s Marathon Man. We literally just met, dude.” Captain Quick complains.“Can we trust him?” Honey asks her husband.“I trust him. He’s a bit inexperienced, but he has potential. You’ll see.” your mentor promises you.What will you say?>”Not exactly the A-Team that I was expecting, but they’ll have to do. Let’s roll out!”>”This is the best that we could do? Are there really that many sleeper agents among the hero community?”>”We know what Captain Quick can do, but what about the others? I need to know what I’m dealing with here.”>”Will you and Honey be joining us out in the field?”>Write-in.
>>4618133>>”Will you and Honey be joining us out in the field?”
>>4618133>”Will you and Honey be joining us out in the field? And is this it? Are there really that many sleeper agents?”
“Will you and Honey be joining us out in the field?” you ask.“I need to prep the containment units for these mutants, as well as running a few tests in order to root out any other sleeper agents.” Buzz explains.“What he’s trying to say is, he’ll be staying behind to provide tech support, for the most part. I’ll help out too, but I won’t step in if I feel like I’m gonna get fried.” Honey proclaims.That’s fair. She doesn’t have superhuman durability or anything like that. And you’re pretty sure that Buzz wouldn’t want his wife putting herself in harm's way too often.“Then we should get moving.” Yuri speaks up in a baritone voice. “The more time we waste, the more people get hurt.”You weren’t at all expecting him to be the sympathetic type. And considering the alignment of everyone here, no one protests his declaration.“So, are we gonna meet each other there, or…” Flipside suggests, before trailing off.“On the contrary. We’ll be arriving in style.” Buzz announces as he pulls out a remote and presses one of its buttons. Suddenly, the lab’s equipment and furniture move to the side to make room for a large, insectoid structure rising up out of the floor on a circular platform. “I present to you-” he continues.“The Bee-line!” you shout with excitement. “I can’t believe you kept it. Can I drive?” you request.“No.” everyone simultaneously responds.“Alright alright. Can’t blame a guy for trying, though.” you pout.-----------After everyone piles into the ship, you head off towards the closest mutant on Buzz’s map. And it's right smack dab in the middle of the city.But right now, you’re a little too caught up in the nostalgic feeling of being back in this ship. You even love how it's a little more cramped than it needs to be. Gives it that cozy feel.“Whoa. Get a load of the light show.” Captain Quick mentions as he stares out of his window with a dazzled expression. And he’s not wrong. All you can see from up here are bright flashes of light, followed by explosions that dull in comparison.“Things aren’t looking too good down there.” Flipside adds.“No, they aren’t.” Yuri agrees as he gets up from his chair and loudly bangs on the door leading to the cockpit, where Buzz, Honey and Prime Time are currently stationed. “We are wasting time. Do not bother looking for a place to land. Just open the doors and leave the rest to me.” he demands.“Just be sure not to land on anyone, Yuri.” Buzz replies, while opening the ramp in the back of the ship, just like Yuri requested. A sudden rush of wind floods inside the hangar, causing your hair to whip about wildly. Your hair gel should mostly keep it in place, though. At least, it better, considering how much you pay for it every month.(Cont.)
“Do not be foolish. I am no amateur.” he growls, before taking out a cone-shaped lump of metal and placing it on his head. Upon doing so, his skin is suddenly coated in a layer of metal, identical to that of the cone. And without warning, he just leaps out of the ship with nothing but a leotard and the boots on his feet.“Did he just-!?” Captain Quick begins to say, before Flipside jumps down after him.“Finally! My legs were starting to cramp up.” he complains, while firing a string of pink slime from a device on his wrist. The string catches onto the side of a nearby building, allowing him to swing down safely. Now that you're getting a good look at it, the strings kind of resemble a frog's tongue.“See you on the ground, Captain Quick.” you say with a salute, whilst flying out of the ship to chase after the others. From this distance, you can still hear him complaining about how he’s gonna be the only one on the team without a cool entrance. Although, it's mostly being drowned out by the rapid wingbeat of the Bee-Line.Shortly after you’ve landed, you can see the crater that the Red Giant formed when he smacked into the asphalt. And it doesn’t take you long to figure out where he’s gone off to, as he’s sent flying into a nearby parked car by a concentrated beam of energy. Tracing the beam back to its point of origin, you’re met with the sight of a tall, roughly-shaped, mass of blinding light, with a small, circular plate in place of his face. On the plate, is a triangular pattern with three silver circles at each point, and connected by thin, metal lines.“Leave me alone! Why can’t any of you just leave me alone!?” he angrily shouts, causing the energy within him to flare up and lash out at nearby structures. As he moves his arms, you can see that there are numerous wires running through his luminous body.Just then, Flipside lands on top of a street lamp that’s posted next to you. “I can’t get close to him like this! He’s pumping out too much juice.” he exclaims, just before leaping out of the way of a stray bolt of energy.What will you do?>”Just calm down, man. We’re trying to help you here.”>”We can’t leave you alone if you’re just gonna keep rampaging through the city.”>”I’ll call them off. Let’s just talk for a minute.”>”Yeah, you’re not exactly making a convincing argument here, buddy.”>Distract him by blasting him from afar, so that the others can get in close and deal some damage.>Fly in and hit him as hard as you can!>Grab the Red Giant and throw him towards this freak.>Try to tear out that device in his face. It looks important.>Write-in.
>>4620030>”We can’t leave you alone if you’re just gonna keep rampaging through the city.”>”So just calm down. We’re trying to help you here.”
>>4620030>>”We can’t leave you alone if you’re just gonna keep rampaging through the city.”>>”So just calm down. We’re trying to help you here.”
>>4620458>>4621788Roll 1d100, b03!
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>81“We can’t just leave you alone if you’re just gonna keep rampaging through the city.” you protest, whilst erecting a dome-shaped force field to block incoming energy blasts. “So just calm down. We’re trying to help you here.” you groan, slightly straining yourself to maintain the barrier.For a moment, he kills the lights and his energy form begins to resemble a vague human shape. It feels like you’re really getting through to him. But out of the corner of your eye, a camera flash draws your attention to the nearby crowd of onlookers. With spectacularly bad timing, a horde of paparazzi have arrived at the scene, in hopes of getting a big scoop at the cost of someone’s privacy.“Then why’d you bring them, huh!?” he shouts. “I knew you were just trying to make fun of me!” he adds, flaring up and growing larger with each camera flash.“No, they’re not with me! I swear.” you plead. “They’re only here because they think that you’re some big, evil alien monster. And if you start rampaging again, then that’s what you’ll be known as from here on out.”Upon hearing your sound argument, the energy based lifeform stops dead in his tracks and takes a good, long look at the crowd. Numerous emotions can be found, including terror, excitement, and anxiety.“No one knows how this is gonna shake out. No one, except you.” you point to him. And that’s when he shrinks back down to his original size.“I…” he begins to speak, with his head hung low. “I don’t know what came over me-” he apologizes. However, he is quickly interrupted by a stray throwing star that flies past you and lodges itself right in the middle of his faceplate. The energy mutant briefly screams in agony, before retreating back into the chip in his faceplate.By now, Buzz and the others have landed, allowing you and the rest of your team to regroup. “What happened?” Marathon Man frantically inquires as he dashes to your side.Tracing the throwing star’s trajectory, you manage to figure out where it was thrown from, and who threw it.“Target acquired.” proclaims a man wearing a skin-tight silver spandex suit. While it may look flimsy, you know that he’s laced it with some kind of military-grade nano-weave mesh. At least, that’s what your scanners tell you. You know this man as “The Silver Fox”, and it looks like he’s brought some friends over.“Not ‘acquired’. Pacified.” says a scary looking woman on his right. She wears her jet black hair in a tightly wrapped ponytail, with a shredded leather jacket draped over her shoulders, and a pair of torn jeans. “The mission won’t be complete until we have it in our hands.” she proceeds to say whilst baring her beastly fangs in a wide, toothy grin and licking her lips with her elongated tongue.(Cont.)
“Criminal detected. Designation: ‘Maneater’. Wanted on multiple accounts of manslaughter, mutilation and cannibalism.” your VI reports. You know her all too well, though. Maneater likes to stalk and hunt people like prey. And since her mutant ability allows her to drastically increase her strength and speed to exceed that of her opponent, she usually always gets her mark.“He knows that, you dope.” replies a man on his left. He wears a tank top, cargo pants with a camo pattern, a sun visor, and a really douchey combed back haircut with a fade. “Fox here just wanted to sound cool.” he laughs.“Criminal detected. Designation: Jackknife. Wanted on multiple accounts of-” your VI reports once again.“I know!” you interrupt him. Jackknife is able to alter the trajectory of anything that enters his personal bubble. This includes bullets, energy blasts, and even punches. He’s super frustrating to go against.“I only said it because taking him out was the hard part. Now comes the fun part.” Silver Fox declares whilst narrowing his eyes. And without warning, he pounces on Yuri, clawing and scraping away at his armored face, causing sparks to shower onto the ground.“Finally, some action!” Maneater snarls as she leaps towards you with blinding speed. Looks like you’re her target, after all!What will you do?>Contain her in a force field and flood it with energy!>Grab her by the hair and throw her into Silver Fox.>Flirt with Maneater in order to distract her, so that Prime Time can take her out from behind.>Signal Buzz to shrink down and zap her in the ear.>Evade her charge and flee the area. She should get weaker once you leave.>Grab the chip and toss it to your nearest ally. You’re about to play monkey in the middle!>Write-in.
>>4626315>Grab the chip and toss it to your nearest ally. You’re about to play monkey in the middle!>Contain her in a force field and flood it with energy!
>>4626315>>Grab the chip and toss it to your nearest ally. You’re about to play monkey in the middle!>>Contain her in a force field and flood it with energy!
With haste, you duck beneath Maneater’s massive claws, narrowly avoiding a fatal blow in the process. She may be faster than you at the moment, but her moves are still predictable as ever. However, as much as you’d love to dance with her a little more, that chip is your top priority.After sidestepping her next swipe, you disengage from the fight and fly straight for the chip. This surprises and infuriates Maneater, prompting her to chase after you with her fangs bared. And due to her speed boost, she’s hot on your heels!As soon as you get within range, you swipe the chip, turn around immediately and form a bubble around Maneater, mere milliseconds before her fist connects with your face. The force field kills her inertia, but the brunt force of her strike nearly shatters it upon collision, as cracks spread outward from the point of impact. That one really rattled your brain. You don’t think it can take another one of her punches. Better end this fast. But first, you should pass this chip to someone else before it gets damaged.“Hey frog-boy, catch!” you shout as you toss the chip in Flipside’s direction. Luckily, his reflexes are good enough for him to turn around and snag the chip with a string shot from the device on his wrist.“‘Frog-boy’? Seriously?” he complains, while reeling in his line and grabbing the chip. “Sheesh. No respect…” he grumbles. Now that he’s got the package, you can return your attention to Maneater.In the midst of seeing her wind her arm back for another devastating blow, you flood the force field with golden light. An insurmountable shock flows through her body in an instant, causing her eyes to go wide, as she releases a blood curdling scream. You’re pumping out as much power as you possibly can without causing the force field to explode. And when you think that she’s had enough, you release her from your grasp and let her fall to the ground, limp and motionless.Looking back at Flipside, it looks like he’s currently engaged in combat with Jackknife.“This guy’s really swinging!” he exclaims as he acrobatically flips over Jackknife’s head. “MM. Go long!” he shouts, right before he tosses the chip at a blinding, green blur. Marathon Man slows down for a moment to catch it, but he returns to his dizzying pace immediately afterwards in order to avoid a volley of plasma bolts. Looks like Fox brought some grunts to keep you busy.Buzz and Prime Time are keeping them at bay, for now, but you can’t help but get worried about your girlfriend jumping right into the line of fire to lend a helping hand. She can’t shrink like Buzz can, she can’t effortlessly weave through a firefight like The Cowl can, and she can’t take a hit like you or X can. If she or Honey gets shot, then they’re down for good.Cont.
...Speaking of, where is Honey? You don’t see her anywhere.And just as that thought crosses your mind, out of the corner of your vision, you see her slam her fist into the Silver Fox’s cheek, knocking him off of Yuri’s back with a jolt from her “stinger gauntlets”. Buzz gave them to her to supplement her boxing skills, and to give her an edge of superpowered crooks. At their max setting, she could probably knock you out cold.Fox recovers quickly from her strike, as shown from how digs his claws into the ground to stop himself from sliding backwards. “Honey. Nice to see that you and Buzz are still together. How’s Bellwood’s strongest power couple doing these days?” he asks in a mocking tone, despite being winded.“We’re making things work. Of course, you’d know that if you were on the Christmas Card list.” she retorts while smacking her knuckles together, and creating a visible spark.“Too bad you don’t accept mine. I’d bet my Christmas Cards are worth more than the ring he bought you.” Fox snaps back as he rushes at Honey with a dizzying claw rush. She, of course, manages to avoid or parry every single one.“Can’t put a price on love, Fox.” Honey replies with a destructive left hook to his chin.Those two are gonna be dancing for a while. But Flipside, on the other hand, seems to be having a bit of trouble with his opponent.Despite the fact that he hasn’t gotten hit yet, Jackknife’s attacks are getting closer and closer. He isn’t much of a threat to someone like you, but with those knives that he’s wielding, he should be able to cut clean through anyone that doesn’t possess a superhuman level of durability.Eventually, Jackknife gets tired of playing tag, and instead decides to throw one of his curved knives at Flipside, who of course manages to jump out of the way.“Ha, you missed! Now you’ve got to go and pick it back up.” Flipside mocks him.“I wouldn’t be too sure about that, pal.” Jackknife smirks. It looks like the knife he threw is curving in mid-air! It’s like some sort of freaky boomerang knife.Right when you’re about to shout a warning to him, Maneater lunges at you with killing intent, and the words get caught in your throat. You didn’t even notice that she’d gotten back up! “You’re going to pay dearly for that!” she roars, while grappling with you.Mere moments before the blade flies into Flipside’s back, he flinches and freezes up. Almost like his entire body jumped and shivered. “...Whoa. Getting major goosebumps…” he mutters to himself. And without anyone telling him of the blade’s presence, he flips over the projectile, allowing it to fly underneath him. However, the blade is now on a collision course with Jackknife’s throat, who appears to be struggling to evade it.(Cont.)
“Whoops!” Flipside blurts out, as he fires a string of slime at his opponent’s hand in mid-air. The one that’s still holding a knife, that is. And with a brief tug, he pulls Jackknife’s hand closer to the center of his body, putting the knife directly in the path of the projectile, effectively blocking it and causing the thrown knife to fly off to the side.“Y-you saved my life…” Jackknife gasps in disbelief. “I don’t know how to thank y-” he continues to say, right before Flipside sends him flying with a sucker punch.“Don’t mention it.” he gleefully replies.Looks like your allies are handling themselves pretty well. You can’t be the only one struggling.While you’re currently locking hands with Maneater, you raise your left leg and drive it into the ground, breaking the asphalt beneath your feet and throwing your opponent off-balance. Taking advantage of this, you deliver a crushing blow to the side of her face, causing her to stagger backwards. But before you can follow up on it, the Red Giant charges right into her, and slams her through the side of a building.Well now they’re taking ALL of the glory!What do you do?>Decimate Silver Fox’s reinforcements with some concentrated energy blasts.>Interrupt Honey’s fight and subdue Silver Fox. She may be tough, but you don’t want to risk her getting hurt.>Tag team Maneater with the Red Giant. You don’t want her getting back up again.>Call the order to retreat. You already have the chip.>Write-in.
>>4628250>Tag team Maneater with the Red Giant. You don’t want her getting back up again.
Hey OP, just found this board along with your thread - going through the archive right now. I loved Ben 10 all the way through Omniverse, it's great to see someone write new stories in the universe. I'm closing this thread now and won't see it until I reach it in the archive, but best of luck to you.I just hope that by the time I'm done, I'll have seen Ester and Toepick.
>>4628300It's great to know that there are more people reading through the archives. Hope to see you playing in an active thread one of these days!And I'd love to use aliens like Toepick, but with his specialized skillset, there isn't much diversity when it comes to actions or options. Cannonbolt hasn't been added to the roster for similar reasons. There just isn't much he can do aside from curling up into a ball and rolling. It sucks, but I feel like some aliens limit player options a bit too much.
>>4628250>>Tag team Maneater with the Red Giant. You don’t want her getting back up again.
>>4628278>>4628648Sorry for the delay. Had to catch up on some work today.Writing now...
On second thought, Big Red might need a hand in there. He might be tough, but Maneater is sure to one-up him in that department.“Hang on, BFG. I’ll be right there!” you shout, before flying directly through the hole that the Red Giant created on the side of the building.Once inside, you can’t help but notice the raw destruction that was caused by their clash. Broken lamps dangle from the ceiling with exposed, sparking wires drooping at a precariously low position. Shattered glass and wooden splinters litter the floor, along with large chunks of rubble. And a thick cloud of dust and dirt permeates the air, hanging heavy as it threatens to constrict and irritate your airways. From the looks of things, this used to be a department store of some sort.But right when you activate your scanner in order to locate the two of them, a loud crash draws your attention elsewhere, allowing you to witness Yuri flying through a support beam, obliterating it in the process.“Maybe I should show you how I got this name.” says a familiar, menacing voice coming from the direction that Yuri was in. Emerging from the dust cloud is an enraged and battered Maneater, gnashing her teeth together. “Aw, what’s this? You wanted to help your little friend?” she mockingly asks upon noticing your presence. “Sorry to say, but you’ll do more harm than good. Because now…” she trails off, right before rushing in to deliver an explosive straight punch. You manage to erect a force field in time to block it, but it still sends you flying! Fortunately, the Red Giant was somehow able to get behind you and kill your momentum by catching you in his arms. “Now, your power belongs to me!” Maneater declares with a twisted grin.“Maybe so, but if I remember one thing about you, it’s that you suck at fighting against more than one person at the same time.” you proclaim while smoothing your hair over with both hands. “And you know what that means, Big Red.” you say to the Red Giant.“Mm. Payback time.” he agrees whilst loudly cracking his knuckles.And immediately afterwards, Maneater charges at you once more. Thankfully, you’re able to sidestep her attack, just in time for Big Red to step in and grab her entire face with one palm. She struggles to wrestle free from his grasp, but the Red Giant’s strength is too great, as shown when he picks her up by her face and slams her into the ground. The resulting impact creates a sizable crater, with you hovering above and blasting her with as much energy as you can pump out, further increasing the depth of the crater and pushing her deeper into the ground.Once your stingers start to overheat, you step back and let Big Red stomp her face in a few times. But all of a sudden, he reaches out to grab your wrist.(Cont.)
“Hey, man! What’s your-” you shout. However, you find yourself absolutely dumbfounded when he absorbs the material from your bracelet, overlapping the layer over the red metal that he’d already absorbed, but only on his left arm.“Metal from bracelet is extremely conductive. Figured that would make things easier.” he explains, as he reshapes his fist into a mallet.“Ooh! I see what you’re going for, big guy.” you exclaim with a wide grin. And as he raises his arm to the air, you charge up your stingers and unleash all their pent up energy into his multilayered arm. Since the metal from your stingers are conductive to the energy that flows through them, the same should apply to Big Red’s transformed arm. Pretty smart if you do say so yourself!The brilliant glare that’s created from this combination radiates throughout the entire store, drawing Maneater’s attention when she opens her eyes ever so slightly. “Dosvedanya” Yuri states, right before he brings the hammer down on top of her.The resulting impact creates a massive shockwave, shattering all of the remaining windows in the store, and pushing away any loose objects nearby. Once the dust settles, you can see that Maneater is passed out in the crater, with her eyes rolled back and her tongue hanging out.“She kinda looks like a possum.” you observe.“If she were pretending like possum, then she’d better stay down, if she knows what’s good for her.” Yuri says with the corners of his mouth curving into a grin, ever so slightly. He then picks her up, throws her over his shoulder and steps outside, with you trailing right behind him.Upon returning to the streets, you see that everyone’s pretty much finished their fight. Flipside and Marathon Man rejoined the others and took out Silver Fox’s reinforcements, while Honey and Buzz managed to subdue Silver Fox. Although, he managed to claw up Buzz’s wife a bit. Hopefully, they don’t leave scars.What do you do?>”Alright, Fox. Spit it out. Who hired you for this job?”>”You didn’t really think that those second rate goons were gonna be able take us out, did you?”>”For your sake, you’d better hope that you didn’t kill this guy…” (Remove the throwing star from the chip.)>”Why can’t you just retire like normal old people?”>”With this many cameras and witnesses, don’t expect your lawyers to bail you out of this one.”>Knock out Silver Fox and leave him for the cops to deal with.>Write-in.
>>4630783>>”Alright, Fox. Spit it out. Who hired you for this job?”>”With this many cameras and witnesses, don’t expect your lawyers to bail you out of this one.”
“Alright, Fox, spit it out! Who hired you for this job?” you grill the old man. However, despite his dire situation, he laughs it off and looks you dead in the eyes without a hint of fear.“Sorry, but my clients expect a certain amount of discretion from my company. Even if I knew who they were, I wouldn’t tell you.” he declares.“Hold on. So you don’t know who they are either?” Buzz asks.“They were adamant about remaining anonymous. Couldn’t pull any info on them, either.” Fox admits.“Do you always run in blind without knowing who you work for?” Marathon Man questions him.“Details aren’t essential, but money talks, kid. And whoever this guy is, he’s speaking my language.” Fox chuckles to himself.“Well, with this many cameras and witnesses, don’t expect your lawyers to bail you out of this one.” you state, while pressing a finger into his forehead.“Heh. You’d be surprised what my lawyers are capable of. I’ll be seeing all of you sometime soon.” he says in a delighted tone. “You too, frog boy.” he says to Flipside.“What did I do!?” Flipside asks while pointing to himself.“Don’t listen to him, sugar. Let the cops take care of him.” Honey reassures the young hero.“Yeah, we’ve still got work to do, after all.” Buzz declares.“Where is next location?” Yuri inquires as he approaches all of you.“According to these readings, the next mutant is approximately 15 minutes away. But we should be-” Buzz reports. But then he freezes up all of a sudden. “Oh no…” he shudders.“What’s wrong?” Marathon man inquires further.“The Vigilante Corps has finally gotten involved. They’re attacking them with everything they’ve got.” Buzz replies with a pained expression.“Well we’ve got to go help them, right?” Prime Time interrupts him. “I mean, this guy didn’t seem that bad, so maybe the other guy’s in the same boat.” she suggests.“There is always that possibility. Nevertheless, we should get moving.” Buzz dictates as he turns and heads back towards the Beeline. By this point, the bee shaped vessel is practically surrounded by photographers and wannabe journalists. But by the time Yuri approaches, they all clear out immediately.-------------Due to how cramped you were in the ship, you and Flipside decided to travel alongside the Beeline with your own natural abilities. Yours is high speed flight, while frog boy is swinging on pink slime.“So…” Flipside begins speaking to you. “These are the same guys that gave you your powers, right? Doesn’t that kinda make them your archnemesis?” he asks while swinging alongside you. “Archnemesi? Archnemesises? I don’t know the plural for that term.” he prattles on.(Cont.)
“I don’t know who they are or what they’re up to, if that’s what you’re getting at. All I know is that they’re picking the wrong fight. We sent them packing last time, and we’ll do it again.” you confidently proclaim.“Man, wish I had your confidence.” Flipside says in a jovial tone.“Just fake it til you make it, Frog Boy.” you laugh to yourself.Just then, you notice a group of Vigilantes chasing what appears to be an animalistic human with tiger-like features. He looks scared. Terrified, even. You’ve gotta intervene!What do you plan to say once you get there?>”Hold up! Can anyone explain to me what’s going on?”>”Are you guys really about to gang up on this guy? Doesn’t seem very heroic.”>”Unless you want me to send a snapshot of your faces to my blog, with a very disingenuous headline, I’d suggest you guys beat it.”>Tell Buzz and the other to cut the vigilantes off while you chase after the mutant.>Just grab the guy and fly on out of there!>Hang back and observe for now.>Write-in.
>>4631820>>”Hold up! Can anyone explain to me what’s going on?”>”Unless you want me to send a snapshot of your faces to my blog, with a very disingenuous headline, I’d suggest you guys beat it.”
>>4631820>”Are you guys really about to gang up on this guy? Doesn’t seem very heroic.”>"Now how about you tell me what's going on."
This Vigilante thread does indeed seem to be quite dead. But don't be disheartened, dear players, for I will continue to provide entertainment, so long as this thread still stands.Here's a Happy Valentine's Special omake from Charmcaster!https://pastebin.com/jWzmSfBJ
And here's another from Eunice!https://pastebin.com/KLFA43vcI'll be wriitng more of these for a while, but let me know how you like them. And if you've got any suggestions for new or interesting pairings, feel free to post them.
Oops. Forgot my trip
Here's another Valentine's from Charmy!https://pastebin.com/MhsSXJU7
I was working on another little short story for Attea, but I might not be able to finish it in time to post it here.Regardless, anything that I've written and posted here will be reposted in the next thread's intro. It's an absolute shame that this omake never really got off the ground, and I apologize for that sad fact. Part of me wonders if this quest gets enough attention to warrant a special episode that has a time limit. I'll have to think it over. And although we never got the chance to finish the story, your choices thus far will not be forgotten, and I'll have you learn the outcome sometime later in the main story.That being said, the next thread will be thrown up sometime on Friday. Hopefully, we'll be back up and running by then. It honestly feels weird to have not posted an update in two weeks.