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>>5523772
You remember, when you were around eight or so, telling your mom that you didn’t want to be anything when you grew up,

What were you good at? That depended on who you were around.

So for most of your childhood on Beck Island, you drifted through life without much ambition.

Really, lazy was what you were.

Oh, Beck Island. Yeah, that’s where you grew up

Once they figured out you were a speculo, they moved you to an island.

Well, they had to make the island first.

They had a superhuman named Dancing Star stack some rocks out in the Atlantic, basic stuff, they did it all the way back in the late 30’s with the containment strategy against the Axis powers.

So you grew up on an island. But you weren’t really lonely. They wanted to see how your powers worked, so they gradually introduced you to various superhumans so you could copy their powers. Some of the superkids became your friends. One in particular, a dude named Sam Kinsley, became your best friend.

All the TIMS people (telepathic institutionalization and medical services) got lots of data on your powers, enough to fill gigantic libraries, of you know, a single thumbdrive, but it’s cooler to say gigantic libraries. But even though they knew a lot about how your powers worked, you still were too much of a little godling for them to trust on the mainland, though. They feared a It’s A Good Life situation. You can’t trust anyone under 10, especially when they can copy powers.

>>5523775
Were you sheltered? Well geeze, is anyone with a computer really sheltered these days?

Maybe you were a little sheltered. But you had it better off than if you had been born in Earth State, that’s for darn sure. They chip kids in Earth State. From birth. They just pop a little pinball looking implant on their spine and call it a day--well, day for everyone but the one getting chipped. They call it a life. They gotta.

So anyway, you grew up a (maybe) sheltered kid with the power to copy powers, and you never really figured out what you wanted to do with yourself. Even when the TIMS people said “Yeah, you’re good, we trust you and everything, go to the mainland and have fun doing teenager stuff.” you were content to stay on Beck Island playing video games, watching movies, and keeping to a sleep schedule normally reserved for vampires and coffee addicted street vigilantes.


You didn’t want to be anyone or do anything.


But then the people that run Martin’s School in Rhode Island got in touch with your mom, and they told her about this crazy curriculum they had tailor made for you. They picture you as becoming a sort of super factotum, a dude that can go anywhere, copy any power, and make himself useful. They aren’t just talking about making you a superhero. They’re talking about making you a superhero that can, depending on the circumstance, be a super surgeon, a super engineer, a super scientist, a super diplomat, etc etc.

And it did sound kind of cool to you. You got to learn what a factotum was, so that alone was kind of neat. So you decided to travel to Rhode Island and enroll.


And it’s not like you could have said no anyway. Mom put her foot down.

No work, no video games. And don’t think you can sneak it past her either. She’s a technopath. Your phone will NARC on you. It’s done it before.

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>>5523776
Martin’s School. Joyous Harbor, Rhode Island.

It’s not only the first school for superhumans in America, it’s the first school for superhumans in the world. Before Martin’s, back in the old masked mystery men era, superhumans kind of had to school themselves, because FDR heavily regulated superhumans as “unfair competition” to basic workers under the NRA, and that meant superhumans operating in public without proper certification were DOA, RIP, in short, toast.

World’s a lot nicer to superhumans now. Well, outside Earth State.

The school itself is a big ol’ building, and a big old building too. 100 floors. You saw it looming back on the boat. They started building this thing when the Worlds War broke out in the late 1930’s and finished it before it ended in 1949. It looks sort of like a big pile of sand, or a melting birthday cake. It’s got a lot of recessions and ledges that make it look like it’s carved out of bone or something. It’s useful for the flying classes. In fact, you can see some flying kids swarming about the ledges like little clouds of insects.

Clouds of insects? Geeze, you think you could have called them something else. But that’s what they look like next to the building.

It’s a little overwhelming as you walk up to the building. Okay, it’s a lot overwhelming. Overwhelmingly overwhelming. There’s all these kids and adults walking, running, flying, running at super speed, running at super-super speed, running at speeds so fast you can’t even tell they’re there (but they totally are), jumping out of portals, jumping out of the ground, jumping out of thin air, how they’re not all colliding with each other you don’t know, you feel like you’re going to go splat right into someone and you aren’t even moving,

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>>5523782
And hey! A little robot wheels up to you on retractable heelies.

It’s one of those MS’s. Modular Systems. They can load all sorts of cool gadgets into their bodies and somehow it all fits through teledimensional stuff. It’s neat!

“Oh hi! My name is Dewey, I help people new to the school.” he says. “I’m not saying you’re new to the school, but you’re kind of standing around like you’re new. Or dazed. New or dazed?”

>

(Hey! See that carrot up there? That means it's your turn to take over! What do we do? What do we say? It's up to you. Take the wheel of adventure!)

Okay, I guess we're new?

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"Umm I guess I'm dazed then again this is new to me so I guess I need to get used to" I look at dewy. "Tell me how long have you been here?" I asked

qm i would suggest you came with some options yourself, besides just taking write-ins.

(boy, can't wait to get another Anon run over)

>>5523823
First time using 4chan

>>5523818
You're an absolutely, 100 percent new freshman. You've spent most of your life on Beck Island and now you're here because mom wants you to try this special course Martin's has designed for you.

Come to think of it, you're new to Rhode Island too. Not North America, you lived in Virginia when you were real little before you started going all "baby godling."

>>5523820
"So how long you've been here?"

"As long as I've been an MS!" Dewey smiles.

"How long is that?"

"Since I was made."

Ah. Going to school forever. You aren't sure you want to do that...

"Well, since you're new, may I ask for your name?"

"Izzy Skenazy."

"Oh no, not your supername, your birth name."

"...That is my birth name."

Dewey's eyes tick like railroad lights for a moment.

"Oh! I'm so sorry! That's quite a name! I see you in the files now. Speculo, huh? Neat power!"

"Ha! Only as neat as what's around me!"

"Well, you're going to have a really neat power then! Lots of neat friends are waiting for you at Martin's!"

Yeah, and you can feel them.

It's hard to describe telepathic stuff. But you can feel powers within about a mile. They float like bubbles in the back of your mind. Being around this many superhumans and this may superpowers makes your head feel a little tingly.

Is this how it is to drink? To get a little alcohol buzz? You wouldn't know Mom would kill you if you knew.

"Alright Izzy! Principal Plaras just chatted with me over the noosphere, he says that for today, just relax, roam around, check out the campus and the town. Get yourself oriented, then go up to his office and talk to him about your experimental curriculum...oh, I hope you don't mind it being said that way. Experimental..."

"Naw, it's good. My whole life has kind of been a big experiment."

>

>>5523823
You got it.

Let's see, where to go, where to go...

>Dormitories. Let's see where you're going to be doing most of your sleeping for the next year.

>School store. Get yourself some SPIRIT.

>CRS. Controlled Reality Simulation. This is where they run superfights and stuff. You want to see superkids fight dinosaurs and ninjas and other things they will likely encounter in their adult lives? Here you go.

>Rooftop Gardens. You like gardens. You kept a few on Beck island along with several tide pools. Those crabs were cute, but delicious.

>Boardwalk. You want to check out Joyous Harbor and get a funnel cake. You heard funnel cakes are good.

>>5523826
No worries about that.
Because we have a name!

One day, they're going to burry you on Beck Island, and the little crabs will eat your body.

The Circle of Life is built on payback.

>>5523835
>>Dormitories. Let's see where you're going to be doing most of your sleeping for the next year.

yeah, Dorms

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>>5523888
>>5523928


"The halls are nice!" you remark as Dewey leads you inside the building. "Somehow, I thought the ceilings would be higher. Some of the people outside looked they could leap the building if they did a running jump."

"Really? None of the students have ever tried it. Oh, I hope they don't try doing that...do you think they would try that, it seems so...foolish?"

"Well, maybe. I don't know. I just got here. How would I know more than you? You've been here your entire life!"

"Because you are a teenager."

"Yeah, but I'm not like most teenagers. I bet I stand out even in this school. I grew up on an island. How many do you have like that?"

"Hm...well currently, not many..."

"...Wait! You actually have some kids that grew up on islands. Like, with no one but themselves and their family?"

"We had a few more last year, but they were seniors and graduated. There's this one girl named Amy. Her experience was similar to yours."

"Oh cool! I hope I can talk to her later."

"You'll probably be able to. You'll probably be able to talk to quite a large number of the students later given how accelerated your curriculum is."

"Well, I can't promise my grades will be good, but I think I'm going to have a blast."

The ceiling suddenly rises as an enormous battleship with legs rushes.

Yeah. Battleship with legs. You aren't trying to be vague, that just seems to be the best way to describe him. He even has smokestacks and one of those antennae things. He's a battleship with legs.

"Excuse me! Pardon me! Coming through!"

Oh wait, it's a girl battleship with legs! You couldn't really tell that until she talked.

"That's Lilly Siegel." Dewey says. "Supername Dreadnought."

"Does the ceiling rise like that often? It feels like the second floor just shot into space."

"Oh yes. One must make due with the space one has, that's what they tell everyone on the MS team. Fortunately, space has many dimensions, so the ceiling can rise here, but not outside or on another floor."

You look up and scratch your head. How does that work exactly?

"Don't worry. You'll learn all about it in interdimensional mathmatics."

Ah, darn. You never liked math. Especially when it gets to stuff you can't visualize in your head.

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>>5523960
Dewey leads you to a round black door that slides to reveal spherical interior lined with soft padding, handrails, and motivational posters.

REMEMBER, NO MATTER WHERE YOU GO, THERE YOU ARE!

And it's got a picture of Captain Marvel holding up the planet. As in the actual planet, they have to zoom in on him with a magnifying glass.

Cute and wholesome!

"This is the omnimover. Before the 1980's, the school used conventional elevators, but when the school made contact with the Hubardo Dreamlords and their universe, we upgraded. The Hubardo let us use their universe, which we call the blueprint, to create a fast and efficient omnimover system. The omnimovers, you see, don't travel through our universe. They cut through the blueprint. So in a blink of an eye, you can get in this omnimover and be on the 100th floor, 50th floor, sub basement 5, wherever you want to go."

"Why is it called the blueprint?"

"Because when you're standing in it, our world looks like white lines on an endless expanse of blue. You can see through things. It's a telepathic effect, so you can will yourself to see through as many layers of reality as you want. You can see through skin, through walls, through buildings..."

"I take it access to the blueprint is restricted?"

"Oh, absolutely. So much so that we use the blueprint to store sensitive materials. The blueprint is where, for instance, student records are kept. And the sleeping corpus of vampire children."

>Anything you want to say?

>Move on with the tour?

>>5523978
>Move on with the tour?
>Rooftop Gardens. You like gardens. You kept a few on Beck island along with several tide pools. Those crabs were cute, but delicious.

>>5524033
"Hey Dewey, can we stop by the rooftop gardens after we go by the dorms?" you ask. "I want to see the multiverse plants."

"Sure thing. Now, if you want to use the omnimover, you either use vocal commands or this keypad over here to select your location."

While Dewey gives his explanation, your attention is caught by the abandoned bric-a-brac littering the wall-mounted cubbies.

Someone left their umbrella. Another someone left a coke can (unless they were the same someone, in which case they're a very forgetful person). And then there's...

Oh. This is neat. Looks like a notebook of some sort...

>Check it out!

>"Hey Dewey, what's this?"

>>5524105
>>"Hey Dewey, what's this?"

>>5524105
>Check it out

damn QM you move fast

>>5524111
>>5524137
I want to go even faster if you can believe it.

>Vote for the tie breaker!

>>5524171
That be a breathe of fresh air place has become quite slow

>>5524183
Tell your friends to participate! The more people that play, the faster I can go.

>>5524105
>>Check it out!

>>5524105
>Check it out!

>"Izzy Skenazy."
So we're a girl?

>>5524105
>>Check it out!

>>5524474
We can be whatever we want to be.

>>5524105
>>Check it out!

>>5524105
>"Hey Dewey, what's this?
>>5524474
I thought we are a boy, because of this
>They picture you as becoming a sort of super factotum, a dude that can go anywhere, copy any power, and make himself useful.

>>5524474
>>5524624
We're a boy.


>>5524343
>>5524469
>>5524524
>>5524587
Back on the island visitors would leave stuff around. It was easy to to do. There's a lot of steep parts to the island, so people often put things down and forget to come back for them.

You're kind of just used to picking other people's stuff up.

You aren't nosey. Oh no. Not you. You're helpful.


...Well okay, maybe a little nosey.

EDITH OGDEN

Okay Edith, let's see what you've written.

Oh hey! There's a doodle of some guy you don't know. Either that or he's a robot. It's hard to read a doodle. And given the people at the school you'd probably have to coinflip human vs robot even if was a photograph.

Oh, a poem!

THEY SAY THAT LIFE
THROUGH THESE SEASONS OF STRIFE
DRAGS ON AND ON
BUT I SAY LIFE
WHEN IT CUTS LIKE A KNIFE
DRAGONS

....

Okay, you didn't really get that one, but you've never really been a poetry person and Edith didn't publish this so you'd feel like a dick critiquing it.

"...And that covers the emergency instructions." Dewey said.

Aw shit. You can probably catch up through a book or something.

"I have to respond to a plasma leak on floor 13. Your dorm is on floor 33, room 3."

What are the odds? You hope 33 3 is a good portent of things to come and not like, the place where some kid died and is haunted by their ghost.

Not that you don't like ghosts. You aren't mansphobic. It's just that you'd rather not have a room mate.

Dewey presses a button.

BEEP BOP.

'See you later!" He waves good bye as teh door closes, leaving you alone in the omni-mover.


>What now?


>IZZY'S NOTES

>Some girl named Amy grew up on an island too. What are the odds? You'd like to meet her.

>You got some girl named EDITH OGDEN'S notebook.

>Your room is room 3 on floor 33

>You want to check out the rooftop gardens.

>Oh shoot, did Dewey say plasma leak? You kind of want to see that...

I then began to think about Amy a girl who grew up on the same island as i did "I really would like to meet her again" I said to myself.

>Some girl named Amy grew up on an island too. What are the odds? You'd like to meet her.

>>5525098
>You got some girl named EDITH OGDEN'S notebook.
>>5525135
She's from a different island

Switched back to Princi-Pal. Won't need to be a ref until the sports arc.

Which, depending on our choices, might be soonish.

>>5525135
Amy didn't grow up on our island. We would have noticed her. Unless she was invisible, intangible, microscopic, etc. She grew up on another island, and her similar circumstances makes you want to meet her.

Maybe she projected a death-field or something? Or had a power that tossed everyone in 10 feet into the sun? You don't know. You want to know.

>>5525145
You want to rifle through the notebook some more? Try and locate some sort of room number?

>Look through the notebook more?

>>5525152
I want to check out our room first so we can get settled and know where we live before hijinks ensue. Of course we can do it after though.

>>5525152
I want to ask around to see if anyone knows her. That way we can return the notebook.

>>5525200
>>5525219
No reason we can't do both at once!

They say we're very multi-talented, after all.

Well, potentially multi-talented...

But if you want to ask around about Amy, the dorms aren't a bad place to look!

BEEP BOP

The first thing you notice is that this floor has a very nice, welcoming commons area.

Is that a pinball table? You've never played a pinball table before!

And is that a fireplace next to the sofas? You made plenty of fires back on Beck Island. Young boy on an island within spitting distance of the sea, you kind of get the temptation to play with fire from time to time and smoke some crabs. But you never seen an actual fireplace. They're so old-timey in this day and age of space travel and multiverse physics. You thought there extinct, like buffalo or something.

The second thing you notice, and it's only because you had to make absolutely sure it was really him, is your old pal Sam Kinsley!

Oh man! You knew he was at Martin's studying to be a superhero, but you didn't expect to run into him so soon!


"Hey, if it isn't the king of the island!" Sam hugs your shoulder. "Great to see you man. how you been?"

"I've been pretty good! This place has quite an atmosphere. Like Alice in Wonderland meets Wayside School or something. I dig it!"

"Every does, in time. Even the multiverse kids warm up to the place. When everyone and everything is weird, no one is, you get what I'm saying?"

"Sounds like I won't have any problem fitting in then!"

"Naw man, you won't. A speculo from an island, that's nothing, that's nothing at all. You know the biology teacher, Ms. Garret?"

"No, I just got here."

"You won't miss her, she's the hot bio teacher. Fairy princess man. According to the rumors. Like legit unseelie court turn-you-into-an-apple fairy."

"Wow! I've never seen a hot bio teacher before!"

You and Sam share a laugh.

"It's good to see you." you say. "So is that your supercostume you're wearing or just your street clothes?"

>>5525286
Sam was big into SE Hinton and Rebel Without a Cause. Something about greasers really did it for him. You aren't surprised he copied the look--white shirt, blue jeans, a yellow and black jacket you think he took from The Wanderers (mom got so upset when she found out you watched that film with him),and greased back hair (of course, it would be downright weird at this point the hair wasn't greased back).

"It's both man. That's the fashion for superheroes these days. You want something a little bit of a step down from Captain Marvel, a little step up from The Question."

"So did you really go with Rumblefish as your supername?"

"Nope." Sam turns around points to what's on the back of his jacket. "Check it out. Rumble."

RUMBLE in a big cartoon smoke cloud, the kind cartoons make when they, well, have a rumble. And around it, one of Sam's power rings.

Oh yeah, that's his hyperstasis: he can create rings of energy, and inside these rings he can create fields of turbulent force.

Rumble rings, if you would. They're as strong and stable on the rim as they are chaotic and turbulent on the inside.

Sam used to share his power with you back on Beck Island. You used to play sky pinball. One ring was the pinball, and the other rings were the bumpers and flippers.

You still feel bad about that bird one time, though...

>Just Rumble now? You kind of liked Rumblefish...

>You can dig Rumble.

>>5525292
>You can dig Rumble.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0P9HCPAEc48

>>5525292
>Whatever is fine. It's his name anyway.

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>>5523772

A QUICK ASIDE (relatively speaking) ON SPECULO ETTIQUETTE

BE A SUPER FRIEND, NOT A SUPER THIEF!

Now's the time to talk about copying powers.

What? You're wondering why we're covering this now?

You think you're going to be in a fight or something?

No no no no. How would you get in a fight in the dorms?

Anyway, some ground rules for being a speculo:

1. Don't copy powers without permission. When Alf Landon became president in 1936, he introduced reforms to protect superhumans from government oppression, and part of these reforms dealt with superpowers being considered property.

That means if you copy without permission, you're copying property without permission.

Don't copy someone's power unless you have permission--which in the case of Sam, you do, because Sam is your bro.


2. Just because you copy a power, doesn't mean you know how it works. Though in the case of Rumble Rings, you know exactly how they work because you've been using them since you were a kid.

3. You can steal a power and stack it on top of your copied power, resulting in you having an even stronger power.

For reasons that probably don't need to stressed, this is very dangerous. Don't do this outside of an absolute and total emergency. People will get pissed at you if you jack their powers.

4. You can copy the powers of technology, magic books, orbs of infinite power, etc, etc, but you feel funny doing so, and the powers you get are harder for you to contorl.

5. You can copy only parts of a superpower--for instance, a Rumble Ring without a turbulent center, or just the center of a Rumble Ring without an edge...which creates a bomb, so be careful with that one. Pulling this move requires you to have experience with a power. Trying this on a power you've only heard about but never used can result in weird stuff.

>>5525294
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jL-u3kAywRk

This is more Sam's speed, though he does have jock energy.


>>5525294
>>5525317

"I dig Rumble!"

"Good! Man, I tried to get Rumblefish, but no one got it."

"Really?"

"I know, right? It's a classic! They kept asking me if I could breathe underwater or something. And some of the Thule kids got upset. You know, a kid that can create telekinetic constructs calls himself a fish, they didn't like that, thought I was making a comment about them or something."

"...That they're rockabillies?"

"Man, I don't know, I switched to Rumble to avoid that mess. And because I got tired of explaining what a Rumblefish was to everyone."

Thules are interesting guys. You go down below the mantle of the planet enough, you reach this zone of liquified ringwoodite, that's where the Thule evolved. Each and every one of them can create telekinetic bubbles they can see through called "eyes." They had to evolve those bubbles. No telekinetic bubbles, you don't last long down there. They got continent-sized leviathans and stuff.

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>>5525367
There's a couple of Thule kids at Martin's owing to Joyous Harbor having a large Thule population. Back in the 40's these superheroes called the Fisherman took an experimental Nazi sub-driller down to the ringwoodite layer and met the Thule. They had all kinds of adventures fighting Nazis after the secret of Thule eyes, very Barsoom meets Pellucidar, and some Thule women married with the Fishermen and since then the ranks of the Fishermen have been filled with Thule and human-Thule hybrids.

They're alright. Most of them are of course, in the superhero track, but a few aim for other careers. Some are into biology as their eyes can make very precise environments inside them when they get skilled enough making them. You're kind of curious to see what a Thule terrarium looks like with your own eyes. You think there might be a couple at the rooftop gardens.

Don't call them fish people. They hate that. Wouldn't you hate to to called a monkey person?

>>5525371

"Anyway Sam, I got my room!"

"Oh cool. On this floor?"

"Yeah. Room 3."

"Awesome! I got room 2!"

"Cool! We're room neighbors! You think they set it up that way?"

"Maybe. They do like doing things like that. It's the people here man, they make it work."

"The people?"

"Yeah. Even the real competitive types are pretty nice. There's a couple of assholes, but like, real small population, and it's not hard to pick the out either. Worst is probably Harmony Hascoe."

"Hascoe...that's the name of the big park downtown, isn't it?"

"Yeah, close to the boardwalk. That's her family. They eat, sleep, breathe money. She's a Thule girl. Hot as hell, but real mean. Spreads rumors."

"Really?"

"Yeah. She told people I hated Thule."

"What a bitch!"

"Yeah, but hot though. It's a shame..."

That's when someone comes flying down the hall and tackles you to the ground...

>WHUP!

>SOCK!

>POW!

>BAM!

>WA-KLUD!

(Hey, can you name another quest that let you pick the sound effect? I bet you can't!)

>>5525377
>>BAM!

>>5525377
>SOCK!
Never new articles of clothing were dangerous. Also how far away can you copy a power? How long does it last? After you copied a power once can you use it again. Without having the person nearby?

>>5525377
>"HAKUNGFUIE!!"

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>>5525380
>>5525391
>>5525428
HAKUNGFUIEBAMSOCK!

You see a red, scaly claw pinning your shoulder to the ground.

You first think "Crabs?" then you think "Uh oh, I might be in danger here."

Then you look at the arm the claw belongs to and follow it up to...

A girl, in a purple jumpsuit, and a curtain of red hair that looks like it could use a trim and brushing.

"You jerk! You stole my notebook! Thief! Thief!"

"Where? Where's the thief?" Sam looks all around.

"Wait. You mean Izzy?"

Sam sees the dragon girl on top of you.

"Edith! Get off him! You're causing another scene!"

The dragon girl leers down at you. "You stole my notebook! Give it back, you jerk!"

Ow! Those claws are sharp! You can feel them tightening on your shoulder. You hope she didn't cut you.

>Use WORDS!

>Use POWER!

>Use WORDS!

>>5525454
>Use Talknojutsu
Also can you answer these questions plz >>5525391

>>5525391
>>5525474
>How long can you copy a power?

You can copy a power for about 3 hours until you need to copy it again.

>How far away can you copy a power?

Your max range was recorded at 400 yards (they put Sam on a boat to test that one), but that's with you focusing really, really hard and spending minutes meditating. You typically only sense powers within 50 yards.

Right now, you can feel everyone in the building.

Note, while you can sense powers, you can't tell what they actually are until you try them. You can detect where Sam is, because you know his power, so it sticks out to you in the sea of bubbles in the back of your mind.

>After you copied a power once can you use it again?

Absolutely. You wouldn't have been able to play all those games of sky pinball with Sam if you couldn't re-copy.

>Without having the person nearby?

Nope, You need them nearby to re-copy.

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>>5525459
>>5525474
>Use WORDS!

"Hey, I'd give you the notebook back, but it's back over there where I was before you tackled me. Wow, you knocked me some distance!"

"Why did you steal it? Were you in my room? Did the BOL send you?"

"Can you get off me first? Please?"

Oh great. There's a crowd now.

You got to give the school credit. They train their kids well.

Several powers activate to separate you from Edith and contain you. You find yourself covered by a purple oval, a giant blue hand, a blue wave of energy, some spider-web gunk (you hope that doesn't stain), and you're pretty sure some stuff you can't see with your eyes have you too."

"Guys! Guys, no! That's Izzy!" Sam comes to your defense.

Everyone looks at him. And then at Edith.

"He had my notebook!"

You're gently lowered to the coach. Off goes the energy fields, and a kid in a shiny yellow and black costume covered in web designs sprays something on you that dissolves the spider web gunk.

"Sorry 'bout that." he says. "Name's Ben Cooper. The Web Man."

"Okay." Sam picks up Edith's notebook. "Let's get some explanations. Edith, you talk first."

"He stole my notebook!"

"When did you see him last with it?"

"It was in the omnimover! I was helping clean up a plasma spill on floor 13 and the door opened and I SAW HIM WITH MY NOTEBOOK and I saw the thing above the door saying he was headed to floor 33 so I ran to the stairs and flew up here!"

Sam hands Edith back the notebook. She hugs it close. "Oh, I was worried someone would read you!"

"Now, Izzy, how did you get the notebook."

"I found it in the omnimover."

Everyone stares at Edith.

She blushes.

"You left it there again, Edith?" Ben asks. "Come on girl."

"Don't come on girl me, Ben! You left your robot spiders in there!"

"Like, once."

"W-Well who is this guy anyway?"

"Izzy. Izzy Skenazy." Sam says. "Remember? he's the new guy. They made that announcement?"

"N--No one listens to those! And how was I supposed to know he was that guy and not some BOL guy sneaking around?"

"The BOL are after your notebook?"

"They do weird things! Maybe! Maybe they recruited a Notebook Thief Man! They do things like that!"

"This is why we need ID cards for visitors on campus..." Edith grumbles.

"This is why we need to not jump to conclusions. Even if we had cards for visitors, he's not a visitor, he's a new student. His room is 3 and he's here to get oriented and talk to Dr. Plaras about his curriculum."

Edith's tail curls nervously around her leg. "Okay...I screwed up...again. I'm sorry, Izzy. I'm just very protective of my things and--OH!" Edith squeals. "Oh man oh man oh man I'm sorry!"

You follow your eyes to your shoulder.

Your shirt is torn and there's scratch marks..

"Man down." Ben says.

You look at your shoulder. "No big deal. Would probably bleed if I squeezed it."

You squeeze your shoulder to see if it will bleed.

"Eh, guess not..."

"Izzy I am SO, SO SORRY!"

>>5525573
I don't know what possessed me to make the Ben Cooper Spider-Man a character in the game, but here he is.

If you have no idea what the hell Ben Cooper Spider-Man is, check this out.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ST5WwIFo1TM

>>5525573
"You're going to turn into a dragon now that she's scratched you." Ben says. "That's how it works."

"IT IS NOT!" Edith snaps.

The omnimover opens.

Sam covers your shoulder with his hand.

Dewey steps out of the omnimover. "Ah. Sam. I see you got a crowd to come meet Izzy. Good!"

>You can't fool these MS's. Tell the truth.

>EVERYTHING IS OKAY!

>>5525580
Don't yell about it, but tell the truth if asked.

>>5525623
Support, honesty is the best policy. It rhymes therefore its true

>>5525623
>>5525651
"Yes sir." Sam says. "Just showing him around the dorm."

"Edith. Why are you in the boy's dorms?" Dewey asks.

"Ummmm.....UMMMMMM..."

"We called her up to get her book." you say. "I found it in one of the cubbies in the omnimover."

That's partly honest, you feel party good about yourself.

"Edith, you know we still need you on floor 13."

"I'm sorry Dewey, I should have said something before taking off, but I really really wanted to get my notebook back." Edith says.

"Edith. You know better. Anyway, Izzy, shall we continue the tour? I believe you wanted to see the rooftop gardens next?"

"Actually, Izzy was thinking about having me show him around." Sam says. "Since we're friends and stuff."

"Don't you have classes to get to, Sam?"

"Um, I got a free day today. From Mr. Sykes. Because I did extra homework."

"Oh, he gives out so many of those. Well, if it's alright with Izzy, go right ahead and show him around. Just remember Dr. Plaras needs to see him about his curriculum this evening."

"I'll make sure he doesn't miss it, Dewey!"

Dewey wheels himself back to the omnimover. Those retractable wheels all the MS's have really are handy!

Everyone relaxes as soon as Dewey leaves.

"Okay. First thing we need to do is get you a new shirt." Sam says. "All of mine are kind of big for you, though. Hey Ben! You're about Izzy's size. can he borrow a shirt."

"I get a better quick fix solution."

Black webbing sprays from Ben's fingers.

A little on this shoulder, a little on that, and now you got yourself a costume!

"It looks weird." you say.

"Aw, but does it stand out?"

"Hm. Good point."

"I know you wanted to see the gardens, but I think the first stop we need to make is to the school store. And hey, while you're down there, you can get some stuff for your room."

"Izzy I am SO, SO SORRY!" Edith says. "Let me buy you a new shirt! It's the least I can do!"

>Accept
>Decline.

>>5525664
>decline
Begone thot. Spiderboy already took care of it and I wish to see the Garden.

>>5525664
>Decline
>It's not a big deal and this apology starting to dragon ;)

>>5525664
>Accept

>Accept

>>5525664
>Accept

>>5525674
>>5525682
>>5525755
>>5525806
>>5525831

"Eh, sure." you say. "It's no big deal though, it's just a shirt. And now its a costume. I'm Captain Spider Web Epaulettes or something."

"I uh...don't carry my purse with me, and I don't have any pockets, just tell me how much I owe you later and I'll pay you back. I really got to go now, Dewey is going to be upset if I keep cutting out on cleaning up the plasma I spilled, I mean the plasma that spilled."

"Later, Edith."

Edith zips to the omnimover.

"So, now you're met the hallway meteor." Sam says.

"She was a nice meteor. I'm going through the high school experience checklist at lightning speed. I got beat up. I got a girl to touch me. I kept an embarrassing secret from adults."

"So let's get to the school store. Unless you really want to be Captain Spider Web Epaulets."

"Hold on, hold on. This place is so disorienting. I came up here to see my room and I want to see it!"

"There's not much to see. All the rooms look the same until you start putting stuff in them."

"I still wanna see!" you walk up to your room and try the handle.

"It won't budge, Sam."

"You got to say open sesame."

"Open sesame."

Sam laughs. "Oh man, really? Come on, now. It's voice controlled. Just say your name and if Dewey put you in the system, it'll open."

"Izzy Skenazy."

The door swings open on its own.

"Oh neat! Why do they have doorknobs though?"

"Because a sliding slab instead of a door seemed kind of prison-like."

"Hm. Yeah, I guess it would."

You walk inside to find...

"Your bed. Your kitchen. Your bathroom. See, not much right now."

You flop on the bed and close your eyes.

"Does it pass the Izzy test?"

"It passes the Izzy test. Wow...this is all so much bigger than my room back home! This is like a tiny house!"

"I think they call those apartments."

"Miracles of extradimensional technology, I guess."

"Not all of it is modern." Sam gestures to a black screen on the wall.

You get off the bed and examine it closely. "What is that? Is this so they can spy on us?"

"It's a television."

"A television?"

"Yeah. From the dark ages before noosphere projections became common. Around the 60's, 70's, they put these in all the rooms and never bothered to take them out."

"Turn on." you say. "Turn on, please?"

Sam opens the cupboard below the television and takes out a remote of some kind. "You use this."

"You actually have to press buttons? That's so retro!"

"They got a keypad in the omnimovers."

"Yeah, but I figured that was so they could log fingerprints of who goes where."

Same shrugs. "Eh, you're probably not wrong."

"What's this hole in the back for?"

"Believe it or not, that's where they used to put the batteries."

"No way!"

"Yeah. Chemical batteries. See, the springs right there are so they can be held in place."

"I feel like I'm holding an artifact. Every room has a television and remote?"

>>5526196
"Every room. It's one of those things that reminds you that Martin's goes all the way back to the 1940's. Check out the museum on the 2nd floor sometime. They got pictures of how things used to look back then. Some of the girls man, they rocked those skirts, made me wish skirts would come back in style, though the hairstyles were kind of, eh."

You hold the remote out in front of you like it's Excalibur, like its the hammer of Thor.

"The television is keyed to most major noosphere hubs. It's like a noosphere projector but you know, in a tiny box."

"Neat!"

>Turn on the news. Let's see what's happening in the world.

>Turn on cartoons!

>Turn on history programs.

>Turn on Martin's News

>Turn on sports

>Turn on drama

>Turn on westerns

>>5526204
>Turn on history programs.

>>5526204
>Turn on Martin's News

>>5526204
Screw TV! Go see the garden now!

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>>5526212
>>5526235
>>5526374

"Oh, let's see what's on the Flashback Channel!"

"...At the end of the 1950's, supercrime began to soar, prompting the formation of several superteams to stem the rising tide. Many debated on whether or not to ban the writings of Francis King, Frederick Nietzsche, Dwight Adams, and others, which they saw as influencing the spread of the ideas of the Brotherhood of the Lion."

"Ah, the BOL."

Sam smiles. "You know, my mom thought you were going to grow up to join them."

"Ah, really? Come on! She really saw me as supervillain material?"

"Hey, you did kind of implode out there on your island. You didn't want to go anywhere, do anything. They say that's how it starts. First you get restless. Then you get depressed. Then you get mad. Then you're wearing an ant costume and turning downtown into an anthill and making everyone wear ant hats."

The Brotherhood of the Lion. They take their name from some lines by Nietzsche, and they're probably the only lines by Nietzsche most of them have ever read.

"With the advent of rejuvenation technology, men could live forever. With the advent of teleportation technology, men could go anywhere, Yet many found life unfulfilling. Men journeyed to the stars to find races older and wiser than himself who had mapped the multiverse back when the sun was young and blue. Back on Earth, man found a wealth disparity like none before. Immortal billionaires had no need to invest in a family, and the natural churn of wealth caused by natural death froze. There was no adventure in the stars and no treasure in the Earth. And as for Earths beyond, man found an infinite multiverse, one with an infinite number of heavens and an infinite number of hells. As Francis King observed in his controversial book The Joke Of Man, no matter how many worlds were saved, no matter how many lives were touched, the amount of suffering in the multiverse remained infinite."

"I like it better when they talk about wars." Sam says.

"Many young men were left without hope, and without hope, they became without fear. The BOL told them to take their frustrations and pour them out over the uncaring world. Create value, no matter how weird, silly, or meaningless. If they had anything, they had their aggression, and aggression was enough to force attention. In a room full of helpless people trying to go about their daily lives, they could be God for a few minutes."

You change the channel. You're curious what Martin's News is like.

You see a woman made of steel standing next to a form graphic.

"...Don't forget to include your name on the form as well as your supername. We aren't going to hunt through the records to identity you. If you can't follow simple instructions, we don't want you on the team."

"Who's that?" you ask.

"One of the ERC coaches. Steel Dolly. She's old-school old-school. Fought in the Worlds War. Met the Black Terror and Fighting American."

"She's--

>Cool!

>Hot!

>Intimidating!

>Old!

>Shiny!

>>5526578
>Shiny!

>>5526578
>Shiny AND Hot!

>Shiny AND Hot!

>>5526578
>Shiny AND Hot!

>>5526583
>>5526587
>>5526594
>>5526596
"She's shiny...and hot!"

"Heh. Actually, she's pretty cold to the touch."

"How would you know?"

"She's a very hands-on ERC coach. Threw me threw a window once."

"Cool!"

"Please stop asking admin when team selections will be finalized. You will know when we know." Steel Dolly continues.

"What's she talking about?"

"We're doing a little competitive ERC with Ishinomori School from Japan."

"Oh, for real?"

"Yeah, we do it every year. Two teams of eight, 2 v 2 rounds, winner takes home the trophy."

"Are you going to try and be on the team?"

"Yeah. I probably won't be though. Only the best of the best make the cut. But I'm gonna try anyway. Who knows what'll happen."

"I'll be cheering for you if you make it in, Sam."

"Thanks, Izzy."

You look close at the television. "Hey, neat! If you stand really close you can see it break down into dots!"

"Don't stand so close, it'll fry your eyes."

You jerk back. "Oh, for real?"

"That's what my grandma always said about them, anyway. Come on. Let's go to the gift shop."

"You mean the gardens, right?"

"Gift shop first, I can't stand walking around with Captain Spider Web Epaulets."

.....

As you walk through the halls, you talk to Sam about Edith.

"So...the hallway meteor often forgets things?"

"Yeah...it's an ADHD thing."

"And is she always so protective about her stuff?" You scratch at your shoulder.

"That's a half-dragon thing. Dragons are notorious hoarders. They imprint memories on objects, a kind of mnemonic device deal, and when they enter their period of cosmic hibernation, they sometimes wake up, stares at the items, and refresh their memories for their dreams."

"Oh...shit. Was this like I was stealing her memories to her?"

"Don't be so dramatic. Edith is only half a dragon. She doesn't do the big sleep thing, but she's still very possessive. And messy. Don't tell anyone I told you this, but one time one of her girlfriends opened the door to her room and BOOM, big flood of junk, all on the floor."

"I feel bad about the notebook now."

"Don't be. She didn't even realize she left it until she saw you with it. Anyway, that's probably not why she jumped you. Or only like, half of it."

"What's the other half?"

Sam pauses and bites his lip.

"Can you keep a secret?"

>Yes
>No
>Maybe

>>5526662
>Absolutely

>>5526662
>Yes
>Unless it's a secretly want to destroy the world secret

>>5526662
As long as it's not hurting anybody.

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>>5523772
Quick announcement--we have a theme song!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-8dxR4sAaVA

I'm ready to live my life again
Like there's a chance worth takin'
I'm ready to love you like I can
Like my heart's not breakin'
Wherever you are, wherever you are, red, white and blue
I'll keep waitin'
But the missing hero is you

The Midnight is great. Ever heard Deep Blue? Vampires? Great stuff.

>>5526729
Nice.
(Also these 1-2 hours between updates are killing me. Also when do sessions normally stop?)

>>5526676
>>5526681
>>5526690
"Is this a destroy-the-world kind of secret?" you ask.

"Nope."

"Is this a hurting-somebody secret?"

"Oh now come on!"

"Then I can absolutely keep a secret."

"Okay then. You remember how a month back the BOL attacked the school?"

"Yeah." you remember it well. It was all on the news.

The school's only been attacked 5 times, counting what happened last month, in its entire existence.

Supervillains will do stupid stuff.

From what the news told you, the BOL managed to get bugs inside the school somehow which shorted the defenses. Then a mob of supervillians got inside, rioted, and get tossed back out by the teachers and a few of the students.

It was all so Mr. Blue, another speculo, could get to a student to copy her abilities. He wanted to go out into the multiverse, and so he copied the powers of a girl who could make windows into other worlds.

It never really crossed your mind until now how nice Martin's is not to make a fuss over you being a speculo. Other places probably would have.

"They bugged the place by using Edith."

"How?"

"They had a shapeshifter. Weird, creepy guy from the Astral named Glass. He kidnapped her, stuck her in the tunnels beneath Joyous Harbor. While he was disguised as Edith, no one really questioned why he was flying around here and there, because Edith does that."

"Was she okay?"

"About as okay as anyone would be after being trapped in a glass cocoon underground for a week."

"Damn. Poor girl."

"So yeah. She doesn't make a habit of cutting people. She's just under a lot of stress."

"She didn't even cut me. It's not being cut unless you draw blood. If gotten more banged up from crabs."

Sam laughs. "Oh man. Remember that time you got one on your pinky?"

You groan. "Oh man, don't remind me. I thought it was broken or something."

"But don't tell anyone I told you about this. Edith's aware she's...different from other girls. She doesn't like to be singled out more than she already is. And she feels guilty about it."

"Why the hell would anyone feel guilty over being body snatched?"

"She thinks is she wasn't so...herself, Glass wouldn't have targeted her."

"Let her be herself. Not her fault crazy shapeshifter man abducted her. No one's fault but crazy shapeshifter man."

"But promise you won't tell anyone."

"I promise."

"Oh, by the way Izzy...thanks for coming to Martin's."

"Eh, thank my mom. She pushed me into it."

"I will. Some kids have stopped coming to school. They're worried it isn't safe."

"I can understand the non-superhero kids doing that. But I'm going to be a superhero. And a super doctor. And a super engineer. And a super whatever they need me to be. I don't be those things if I'm afraid of supervillains, you know."

Sam smiles. "I know. Mom wanted me to stop coming to school."

"Ah, your mom's crazy."

"Heh. Says you. Your mom talks to Ataris."

"Colecovisions, actually. the Ataris cop an attitude."

>>5526733
>There 1-2 hours are killing me
I'm trying to pick up the pace. It's a combination of me typing a lot, bronchitis, and me wanting to have at least like, three responses before I start.

>When do sessions normally stop?

They don't.. We got too much for our boy Izzy to do to come to a stopping spot now.

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>>5526745
Forgot my Mr. Blue pic.

Not all speculos are good people like you.

This one in particular is a dick.

He's out in the multiverse causing god-only-knows what kind of damage. The only silver lining here is that his BOL pals didn't know he was going to blast off into parts unknown, so they hate him like everyone else does.

You hope you never have to fight him. But you think you could take him, speculo against speculo.

(Mr. Blue is a turd and got punked HARD by Clotho, and it was the greatest moment of my hero RPG life)

>>5526748
Sucks to hear that, hope you get better. Also I meant like at what point during the day +timezone do you usually stop posting rather than end of a thread.

>>5526745
"Hello!" the MS at the counter greets you with a wave. "My name is Sullivan, welcome to the school store!"

"Hey Sullivan. I'm Izzy." you take a look around. You see a lot of stuff with the Martin's logo--shirts, pants, jackets, pendants, backpacks, coffee mugs, etc, etc. You also see Pyroman action figures, got to have those, Pyroman founded the school.

But what's with the cat?

You see a weird looking gray cat on a few things. It even has its own plush. What is that?

"Oh, that's Smokey." Sam says.

"Smokey the cat? Is he like the mascot or something? I thought Pyroman was the mascot?"

"Smokey is...well, you'll see."

"I'll see?"

"He's a bit of a secret. An in-joke, if you would. You'll get him. Don't worry."

"So, Izzy, you here for some clothes and a costume?"

Oh! Your supercostume! You didn't even think about that!

"First, I just want a shirt or something." you reply. "Something school spirity I can throw on whenever. I'd like--"

>Polo!
>T-shirt!
>Hoodie!
>Long coat!

>>5526775
11:00 PM Central, depending on how the medicine makes me feel.

>>5526798
>T-shirt or Polo
Let's keep it simple. Don't feel edgy enough for a hoody nor fancy enough for a long coat.

>>5526772
The qst game is going to intersect with the discord game in some interesting ways.

>>5526798
>hoodie.
always good to have a way to cover yourself.

>>5526798
>BUSINESS CASUAL

>>5526772
You know anyone going by dee or dex by any chance?

>>5526798
>Hoodie!

>>5526798
>Hoodie!
Hoodies are comfy

>>5526798
>Polo!

We are no longer in a cave in some isolated island we need to start looking like people.

>>5527106
>>5526805
>>5527136
(My erratic drug induced schedule lets me get this update out!)

You want something that says you mean business, but casual business. Something adultish.

Ah. There it is. Short sleeves, three buttons, comfy fit--a polo. Light gray, to be specific, with a little Martin's School logo. This shirt says you either work here or learn here.

You like the color. For some reason, light gray appeals to you. Maybe because it's like white, it says you got a lot of potential with your powers, but all the stains you know are coming aren't going to show up as much. Maybe because it reminds you of the wet tidepool sand back home.

Regardless, it's yours--your new every-day look.

"Excuse me, Izzy." Sullivan says. "I'm looking at your files and it says you haven't registered a supername yet."

"Oh yeah. I probably should get around to doing that, shouldn't I?"

The supername. A time-honored tradition among America's superhumans dating back to the 30's when they had to hide their identities to avoid being busted by FDR's NRA. Even the non-superhero kids at the school take a supername.

Your supername. One day, people are going to be like "Quick! Call up Captain Marvel, Blue Beetle and (Your supername)."

You hope you can come up with a good one...

"Hey, don't sweat it." Sam says. "New kids always treat it as more important than it is, and you can change it at any time."

"Says the guy that went back and forth on Rumblefish vs Rumble. Okay, I think I have one...how about...X?"

"X?" Sullivan asks.

"Yeah, X! As in my powers are a variable, so...X!"

"That's the letter, right? Not something like E-C-K-S?"

"Yeah. Just the cross thing. I don't think spelling it out would have the same effect."

"Hmmm..." Sullivan's digital eyes briefly play a game of pong with each other as he scans the records. "Sorry, Izzy, but X is taken."

"Aw...at least now I know it was a neat supername..."

"Yeah. I see an X, a Captain X, Red X...no I'm sorry, that's pronounced Red 10, X-Marks-The-Spot."

"X-Marks-The-Spot?" you ask. "What does he do?"

"She. She makes X's. They mark things, specifically hidden things and weak spots."

"Pirate themed?"

"Oh, absolutely. Skull and crossbones and everything. She's often down at the boardwalk at the really upscale supercostume tailors, I hardly ever see her anymore."

"Talking parrot?"

"Not yet."

'If I was her, I'd get a robot parrot and make it my sniper. I'd teach it to shoot a bazooka or something."

"You've always had quite the imagination, Izzy." Sam says.

You had plenty of time to exercise your imagination on Beck Island.

"So if all those X-names are taken...what about X-factor?" you ask.

"Name of a superteam. And a television show."

"Darn..."

>Give us a supername!

>>5527150
Hold on, there we go!
Shopkeep mode.

>>5527150
First thing that came to mind is Copycat, but I'm sure that's taken.
Something about plagiarizing? Referencing Creative Commons or some sort of Open Trademark since we copy powers?
Could go for Xerographer for office jokes.
Or something like Mr. Reflection for a reference to mirrors.

>>5527150
>All-For-One

We are totes a good guy.

>>5527167
>>5527150
This one. This could work

super name? uhhhhh how bout... Mr. Red

>>5527150
Protean. literally means "able to do many different things."

>>5527167
Let's be more original anon.
>>5527150
I AM ANY-MAN!

>>5527157
>>5527167
>>5527177
>>5527199
>>5527220
>>5527416
"How about Copycat!"

"Taken. Her name is Ashely Rivers."

"Is she another speculo?"

"Let me check...yes, yes she is."

"Neat!"

That's another person to add to the list of people you want to meet.

"How about All-For-One?"

"All-For-One?" Sam asks. "What's with the Musketeer thing?"

"Well, you see, I have all the powers, but in one body!"

"Yeah, but it sounds kind of supervillainy, like you're going to take all the powers and give them to yourself."

"...Isn't that what I do?"

"Yeah, but you don't need to stress the issue."

"How about One-For-All then? Because I'm one guy but I'm working a lot of jobs for...all the people!"

"How about we get beyond Dumas?"

"Also, I think both of them have been used in Japan." Sullivan says.

>Protean?
>Mr. Reflection?
>Xerographer?
>Any-man?

>>5527614
Xerographer or Any-Man.
Protean looks and probably sounds too similar to protein.
Mr. Reflection seems dumb for some kid at a school, I would change it to Reflecto.
Let's get this show on the road and go see the garden.

>>5527614
>Xerographer?
Come on Izzy, it starts with an X on the name. I know you want it.
You can dress in a business suit and annoy villains with meaningless corporate jargon

>>5527626
Any-man is more generic but also would work.

>>5527614
Anyman seems appropriate.

Xerographer sounds dope

Rolled 1 (1d2)

This is only if no one breaks the tie but 1 for Any-man, 2 for Xerographer.

>>5527614
Xerographer or Any-man.

>>5527620
>>5527626
>>5527654
"Okay. I got it now. Are you ready for this?"

"Lay it on us." Sam says.

"Xerographer."

"...Is that an actual thing or did you make it up?"

"It's a thing!"

"Really."

"Xerographer. Xero, meaning dry, and graphia, meaning writing, in reference to a dry printing process." Sullivan explains.

"...You're a dry printer?"

"I'm a copier! And it has an X in it, so it's sort of like I'm X anyway!"

"I'm calling you XG."

"That's okay! XG sounds cool!"

'Alright. Now we have your supername registered, any ideas for your supercostume?" Sullivan asks.

"If you ask me, just go with your street clothes." Sam says. "Or just a jacket over your street clothes."

>Ideas for a supercostume?

>>5527736
Business suit, because copymachines are used in offices.
Didn't go for Xerox because we would get sued

>>5527748
Oh, and a pair of sunglasses.
Because sunglasses are cool.

>>5527748
>>5527750
Agreed. We must look professional, seeing as we could be a doctor or a lawyer at any time.

suit, tie, and sunglasses, yeah.
armored a lil bit under, of course

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>>5527736
If we're going buisness attire I actually kinda want to get sort of a old detective look going.

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>>5527787
Something like a 50s business man?

>>5527791
Forgot to say this was an attempt at a compromise.
Also could look cool.

>>5527748
>>5527750
>>5527757
"A suit? Really man?" Sam asks.

"Yes, really! But not just a suit." you snap open your sunglasses and put them on. "A suit with sunglasses!"

"You look like you teach here."

"I look like I run the place!"

"Well come on, XG. Let's see what the gardens think about your new you."

"About time! Thanks for the help, Sullivan!"

.....


They call it the rooftop gardens, but it's more like a rooftop park. You walk on grass.

The plants by the omnimover aren't so exotic. To you, they might as well be from another planet, because you've never seen a tree with your own eyes before, be it an oak, spruce, willow, whatever. Beck Island simply didn't have trees. You used rocks for shade.

You stand mesmerized by how the wind rustles the leaves, how every movement of the branches causes the light and shade to dance on the ground.

"The Thule kids keep their terrariums over this-a-way." Sam says. "Though technically, it's the "artificial self-contained environment class," but it's mostly Thule kids."

"Hold on." you move closer to the tree. You think it's an oak. It's got a big, round trunk. It's roots cut through the ground like rocks. "I want to do something."

You find a root to sit on.

"What are you doing?" Sam asks.

"I'm sitting down."

"They got benches for that."

"I want to sit under a tree." you explain. "Buddha sat under a tree. Newton sat under a tree. I want to sit under a tree."

You flop down on the grass.

"I think it's loitering or something if you do that for too long."

You close your eyes. "This is nice. I'm surprised other kids don't do this."

"Well most kids are in class."

You open your eyes. Oh yeah. You're at a school.

You stand up. "Let's go see those terrariums."

Sam shakes his head and beats the grass off your back. "You just got this new polo. Or rather, Edith got you this new polo."

....

The terrariums are little orbs, each about as large as a beach ball, proudly arranged under a CLASS 5-7 banner.

"Neat! I like how they're stacked together like that. It reminds me of models of the multiverse. Or grapes. Cosmic grapes!"

"No touching though." Sam says. "They're for a grade, and if someone breaks them, well, pop goes the A+ work."

"They don't look fragile to me."

"Yeah, but you know how it is, there's always a superpower."

You stare at one of them. Yellow blades of grass around a tiny puddle of water. Bonsai twigs with bushy tops that remind you of umbrellas. And...are those insects walking around?

No, they have fur. Furry tarantula things?

No wait...those are lions!

Tiny, tiny lions!

"Hey, Sam! Those are lions in there!"

"Yeah. They let the kids in the artificial environment class play with miniaturization technology."

"Oh, here little lion! Here Simba!"

"If you think that's neat, mine's the planet Amzot terrarium."

You look up to see a Thule boy with large, bulbous eyes!

You flinch!

>>5527791
Yes.

>>5527822
He lifts his eyes to reveal they're goggles. "Heh. Gotcha. Mantis shrimp goggles, made them myself for my gadgetool class, helps me scan for all the little details of our little worlds."

He holds his hand out. "Name's Robert."

Guy looks kind of slovenly, like the type to get real caught up in their work. Baggy black t-shirt (who are the Shell Worms?), little scale growths on his face (Thule guys get that if they don't shave. Girls too, but they'll kill you if they so much as thought about it.), and a physique that says, well, frankly, nerd. The traditional Fisherman coat looks like it's going to eat him alive.

Thule guys on the Fishermen, and that's most of them, always wear that yellow coat. It's a deep tradition, it goes all the way back to when the Fishermen were literal New England fishermen in big yellow rain coats putting on masks to scare away smugglers in the 30's. That plus the Thule tradition of loose, flowing clothing (they use it in the ringwoodite ocean to signal each other. Natural telekinesis means they can move it like a semaphore) gives you the big yellow coat.

You shake his hand. You're thankful it isn't like, covered in goo or nanites or nanite good.

"You're Izzy Skenazy, right? The new speculo kid?"

>Yeah! I'm Izzy!
>I'm Xerographer!
>Call me...XG!

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>>5527839
>Yeah! I'm Izzy!

>>5527839
>Yeah! I'm Izzy!
He gave his name instead of supername, so we should doo the same.

>>5527839
>Nah, you got the wrong guy.
Just to fuck with him and go find something more interesting.

>>5527845
>>5527847
'Yeah! I'm Izzy!"

"Good to meet you. And uh..." he stares at Sam for a moment.

"You know me."

Robert looks really nervous.

"...Yeah I do, I just don't know how to say I do. Oh, well, I guess I just did."

"Hey. I don't know what you've heard, but I don't have any problem with Thule."

"No no no, I get it, you can't trust half of what Harmony says. More than half! Like 85% of what she says you can disregard right out. I never thought you had a problem with Thule, it's just..."

"Just what?"

Robert makes helpless mouth noises. "Umm...uhhh...some people might have said it was...weird that you would call yourself Rumblefish...and wear a jacket...and have Thule-ish powers.."

"And would that "some people" include you?"

"Well...me and others..."

"Well thanks man, great, I love you guys staring at me in the halls."

"All I said was that it was weird! Rumblefish what is that?"

"A movie!"

"...It's a movie?"

"And a book!"

"Was it about Thule or Thule related..."

"It's about the Motorcycle Boy!"

"...So it's a superhero biopic or...?"

"Francis Ford Coppola, 1983, you guys need to see more movies, end of story."

>Hey Sam, he just said it was weird. Blame this Harmony chick for spinning that into something it wasn't.

>Yeah Robert, watch what you say behind other peoples' backs.


>>5527850
Ah, don't be like that, man.

>>5527869
>"Sam, you should've known most people wouldn't get the context. Rob, you could've asked Sam to clarify before making assumptions at face value. Wanna kiss and make up now?"
Told you it would've been better to do something else. They're both already whining at each other.

>>5527869
>I don't get the problem. It's a dressing style, cool powers and a name wit fish in it. I think it would be weirder to claim exclusivity for these things.

>>5527876
They're teenage boys, its what they do.

>>5527869
>>Hey Sam, he just said it was weird. Blame this Harmony chick for spinning that into something it wasn't.

yeah blame Harmony

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>>5527907

"Woah woah woah. Let's take it down a notch, guys." you say. Looks like your first super role is that of super negotiator. 'Sam, he just said it as weird. Blame this Harmony chick for spinning it into something it wasn't." you look at Robert. "I don't get how it's a problem, not by the standards of like, everyone in the school."

"I never said it's a problem, I just said it was weird. Other people said it was a problem--might be a problem! Might be a problem!"

"But why?"

"They thought it might be some kind of joke about Thule."

"Like what?"

"I don't know! I don't think they knew either, they just thought maybe it was some kind of--race thing-" Robert whispers.

"But how? I really don't get it? Just because "fish" and a similar powerset?"

"Um...yeahhhh..."

"That's really it?"

"Hey. These guys bothering you, Robert?" A considerably more athletic Thule kid floats to Robert's side. Shirtless, black shorts, wouldn't pass the dress code of any place that wasn't a school with a superhero population.

"Oh hey Henry! We were just talking, you see this here is Izzy Skenazy, the new kid, and Izzy wants to check out the terrariums, and--"

Henry looks at Sam. "And this is...Rumble, now, right?"

"Right."

"Good."

"Hey, uh, Henry, right?" you ask. "I'm Izzy, and I just got here, like literally just arrived here this morning, and I'm just trying to figure out what was with, you know, the drama here between you guys and Sam."

"I got to get back to work checking the eyes for the class and Robert here needs to get back to checking the minimals."

"You call them minimals?"

"Uh, yeah."

"That's neat, but before you get back to work, can you just clarify what the beef was? Look, I grew up on an island, stuff like this I just don't get."

"Well, I, personally, didn't have any problems with..." Henry lowers his voice. "Rumblefish...I just thought it was weird. But I heard others were offended by it and if all you have to do to keep others from being uncomfortable is slightly alter your supername, I think that you should." Henry looks at Sam. "And not bother other guys about it."

You're starting to wonder if anyone was actually offended...

That's when a blue skinned Thule girl arrives, flanked by two pink skinned Thule.

She floats on a terrarium bubble far larger than the others and far more attention-getting.

"Why hello Henry, Robert, and...friends. I finished up the sun for our little solar system."

"We get graded on putting all the terrariums around Harmony's sun so that the sunlight is used optimally." Robert explains.

"Neat! So they train you not only to make little worlds but figure out how they all fit together." You stare at the sun and see minimal star dragons fighting within the radiance, wrestling shadows matching scale against scale and fang against fang. You probably wouldn't have survived Edith tackling into you if she was that kind of dragon.

"It's so pretty!"

>>5527931
She must either be very skilled with using her Thule eyes...or she's very skilled in getting people to do her homework for her.

Harmony lifts the corner of her lip in a smug smile.

"I hope you were talking about me?"

>What do we say?

>>5527934
"Nah. We were talking about the minimals in the terrariums."
This brat wants attention and I'm not giving it to her.

>>5527941
>>5527934

+1 on minimals

>>5527934
>>5527941 voting for this too, she's begging for attention.

>>5527934
>Kinda? We were talking about Sam's old supername and how people are offended but no one actually is and your name came up.
>Since you blew it up, can you explain the reason for why? I don't get it

>>5527951
This is good too! Might put her in an awkward situation.

>>5527955
People like her always have some way to wriggle out of it. We have nothing concrete yet. Now is not the time to strike. Yet....

>>5527951
Actually, maybe the second line should be
>What do you think? I don't get the drama
By not making it an accusation, she gets less attention. Or not, I'm not really sure.

>>5527961
We might get a pass for the attack since we are playing dumb.

>>5527970
"Since you blew it up."
Nope. That's pretty accusatory and no one would be on our side. Not even Sam. We should wait for now.

>>5527973
Atleast I changed it

>>5527978
I'm not shitting on your option, I just think it could've been framed better. People will remember how you make them feel, not exactly what you say.

>>5527973
Maybe yerr right! Lets use the edited version then.

>>5527934
"Nah You're a bit too ugly to be called pretty yet try again in a few years"

>>5527982
It's ok, I had realized that accusing her would work against what I was trying to say, so I agree.

>>5527995
I respect the boldness. Let's try not get into a fight, or at least be the cause of a fight in the first day of school though.

>>5527995
Wait, what you just said made me think that she could be asking about the pretty comment, not what we said about her spinning things.
Am I overthinking things?

The minimals are pretty, not the brat

Minimals give me Spy Kids 2 vibes.

>>5528006
No I believe that is an accurate summation. We are getting cought up in the spinning thing when that wasn't what was asked.

>>5528013
In that case I can agree about the terrarium and minimals being pretty

>>5528001
But I really want to see izzy punch someone in the face

>>5528029
The time will come, just not now.

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>>5528009
"I was talking about the terrariums and the minimals."

Harmony frowns. "Oh."

Then, turning like a bored jungle cat to fresher prey, she looks at Sam.

"Oh hello Sammy. I'm surprised to see you here. I didn't think you liked...you know...terrariums."

"Get off the sun and put it where it needs to be, Harmony." Henry says

"You three weren't about to get in any sort of altercation now, were you?"

"No! Not at all!" Robert says. "We were just talking about stuff."

"Well I'm glad Sammy here could get over his...preconceived notions of things and come pay a visit to our wonderful exhibit."

"You know, you shouldn't spread rumors." Sam says. "It gives you a reputation."

"Why Sammy, don't tell me you believe everything you've heard about me. You know a girl of my prestige and influence, people say quite a lot about me just to talk about me."

"I bet you started all this..." Robert mumbles under his breath.

"What was that, Robert?"

"Nothing!"

"Alright, look, enough chatter, we got a reason we're up here, and I don't want to get in trouble for slacking off. Let's get the sun in position." Henry says.

"Alright then. We'll leave you to it." Sam says. "Come on, Izzy."

Harmony grins. "Oh Sammy, before you go, it would put a lot of minds at ease if you said you didn't hate all Thule. You can say that, right?"

"Stop playing games." Henry says. "Leave him alone. It's just a stupid name and he changed it, so leave him alone, Harmony."

"But Henry, it's such a little thing to say. And you know, I never heard him say it. I'm not sure he's ever said what he really thinks about Thule."

"Oh, now you take my side, Henry?" Sam asks. "Now? Not before I had to change my name?"

"Look, even if it was one person with a problem, you still should have changed it. Can we part ways now?"

"Let's. Come on, Izzy." Sam leads you by the shoulder away from the terrariums, which is a shame, because you really wanted to see them all in orbit.

Henry turns his back and starts lifting the terrariums.

Then, he's knocked to the grass!

"Hey!" he shouts. "What gives?"

Harmony gasps and covers her mouth with a hand. "Why, Sammy! There was no reason to hit him from behind like that!"

"I thought we were cool!" Henry shouts.

"Hey man, that wasn't me!" Sam says. "I don't know where the hell that came from." he walks up to Henry. "Hey, are you alright?"

An invisible Thule eye pushes Sam back.

"Back off!"

>We got to do something!

(Fun fact--Thule eyes are invisible bubbles of force, but can be seen and sensed by other Thule)

>>5528065
SHES TRYING TO PIN IT ON SAM PUNCH SAM AND HARMONY IN THE FACE!!

If sam has balls kick it

>>5528065
It's a superpower, we can copy it right?

>>5528072
Absolutely.

>>5528065
Everyone can see she's bullying Sam, now's the time to strike.
>"It's pretty laughable that even Robert, another Thule, can see that you're clearly trying to start shit. The attention you don't get from your father you try to get by bullying anyone you can. By manipulating victims while acting like one. I've only been here one day but even I'm a better hero than you. Time to stop acting like a villain and accept you aren't the center of the world."

>Copy her power and use eyes to protect Sam.

copy power and knock her off her high horse

>>5528084
Don't attack her yet, just use the power to protect anyone she tries to hurt. Robert and Henry can already see she's attacking Sam, so protecting him should be a priority.

>>5528065
We cover our mouth in shock!
What a bitch!

Get in the middle of Sam and Henry so that they stop with the punching first.

>>5528094
Terrible idea. She would just use our back and Sam's as cover and continue using her power.

>>5528065
>"Hey Henry could you answer me a quick question? Who here has invisible eye powers, said that Sam hates Thules, acussed him of pushing you and is a massive bitch?"
>Copy her powers to see she ding this

>>5528097
It's specified that other Thule can see the powers, so Robert and Henry can see. Even if Henry didn't see the first attack, he definitely saw Sam get knocked back. I would frame our words as above and focus on protecting Sam so EVERYONE sees she's the one ATTACKING us.

>>5528087
Henry was the one who used his eye to push Sam in the end, he was not facing Sam when Harmony used her eye to start the fight. No clue if Robert noticed but Henry didn't, she's setting them both up to fight.

>>5528102
It didn't specify that they both attacked him, my bad.

>>5528065
>>5528097
Let me add
>So Discord, are you doing this cause you are spoiled rotten, too bored with your so called prestige and influence or do Mom and Dad are too busy to pay attention to you? Either way, when are you officially joining BOL?

>>5528101
Henry pushed Sam back, and Henry was looking the other way.
Only Robert can back us up, but he seems to not want to mess with her.

>>5528104
It's good. The way I see it she used her eye on Henry first to frame Sam and that's it, the rest probably missed it, then Henry pushed Sam again in rage mistakenly believing he got punched.

>>5528107
I like the idea of using her power to stop this but confronting her right away might be dangerous, she could accuse us of doing it since we used an eye too then.

>>5528109
Henry was looking the other way when she pushed him back in the beggining, sorry

>>5528079 Changing my vote.
>"It's pretty laughable that even Robert, another Thule, can see that you're clearly trying to start shit. The attention you don't get from your father you try to get by bullying anyone you can. By manipulating victims while acting like one. Henry, doesn't it seem weird that she's always in the center of drama, how she's the only one to be offended by Sam, but neither Rob nor you are? Her dramatic dialouge that literally seems scripted to start a fight? Robert. You know this too. You saw her hit him when Henry turned his back. We all can end this right now. No one has to keep hurting each other because someone decided to have a little fun. That's literal villain territory. Harmony, your bullying spree ends here today."

>>5528115
Also have her copied power ready to defend Sam, NOT attack.

>>5528115
something like this works

>>5528111
I just wanted the powers to see the eyes, not to mess with them.
I think if we don't confront her, she's just going to continue egging Henry on, since he seems to be gullible. So if we confront her, we could change the spotlight, atleast momentarily
Honestly, this all hinges on Robert having the balls to stand up for what's right instead of just muttering under his breath.

>>5528119
That's why I specified that we use our powers to protect, not attack. Therefore she would have to be the aggressor.

Also that was probably the last post today too rip.

>>5528119
>Honestly, this all hinges on Robert having the balls to stand up for what's right instead of just muttering under his breath.
This >>5528115 might pressure him enough for it

>>5528134
Unless Robert is a whimpering coward who can't even do the most basic shit, which he isn't from what we've seen so far, he'll definitely do it after what's been said to him. Anyone would want to put a stop to an infamously preppy bitch of a bully.

>>5528079
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>>5528119


You reach out and...let's see, who would hate you least if you copied them? Probably Robert.

You copy the ability to see Thule eyes.

It's not something you would normally do, copy a power without permission, but you don't want
this to cause a brawl and you want to make absolutely sure Harmony doesn't get anything past you.

Oh. That's distracting. You have to blink a few times for your vision to adjust

You see thin, wispy auras around Harmony, Robert, Henry, and Harmony's minions, You guess this is what their passive eyes look like. You read somewhere Thule aren't born with eyes. They got to share the eye of their mother until they can make their own. Then they can swim through the ringwoodite freely, pressurized, heated, and cared for under their own power.

Hard to imagine someone like Harmony ever being a helpless baby Thule.

"Okay, everyone chill." you say as you create a rumble-less Rumble Ring between Sam and Henry. "You two are not going to fight each other."

"Now why's that?" Henry asks while glaring at Sam.

"Because you two really don't want to fight each other."

You turn to Harmony. "It's pretty laughable that even Robert, another Thule, can see clearly that you're trying to start shit."

Robert blinks. "...Huh?"

"Are you accusing me of pushing Henry?" Harmony glares at you. "You know that can be construed as assault, don't you?"

"That's exactly what I'm saying. You pushed Henry while his back was turned."

"And you saw this...how?"

You look at Robert. "I didn't. But I bet Robert did. Right, Robert?"

"Uhhhh..."

"Well, out with it Robert." Harmony says. "Did you see me, or did you not see me?"

"I--I wasn't looking in that direction...but I'll tell you what I definitely DIDN'T see! I didn't see one of Sam's rumble rings hit Henry!"

That kind of helped. But you were sure Robert saw Harmony hit him. He must have.

Is he afraid of him or something?

"Come on, Henry, you don't know it was Sam, and I bet it wasn't Sam!" Robert says.

"It wasn't me." Sam says.

"Henry, you don't think I hit you instead of Sam?" Harmony asks. "I mean, come on, what do I have against a fellow Thule?"

"You are a trouble maker." Henry says.

"Rumors, Henry, rumors! You really think I would hit you? Henry..."

"Honestly? I wouldn't put it past you."

"Hmph. Just because we dated that one time..."

"That one brief time."

Henry looks at Sam. "I'm not sure...exactly..." he cuts his eyes at Harmony. "Is making trouble. But I'm willing to believe it wasn't you going for a cheap shot."

Sam nods. "Thanks."

"Now you go put the sun in position." Henry says to Harmony. "And I'll keep a close eye on you the whole time."

You and Sam begin to walk away.

"Oh, Izzy!" Harmony calls out.

"Yes?"

"You're...very observant." Harmony smiles evily.

"I'm also very smart."

>>5528144
>Whimpering coward
He has his reasons. Be nice to him.

>>5528172
You're banking on Harmony not fully getting how your powers work. She probably doesn't know you can copy powers without anyone noticing and can copy only parts.

Say she tries to start shit with you later, and she likely will--she wont' see you with a Thule aura around yourself trough her eyes, because you didn't fully copy the Thule powerset.

But you'll be able to see her eyes, because you copied that specific power.

If she tries to start shit with you later, you'll know.

And she won't know that you know.

>>5528172
Wow, Robert really did pussy out. Never counting on him again till he gets character development. Only reason nothing started is because Henry knows her.

>>5528175
Well we kind of give away our powers through our names. And heroes, known be famous icons, usually have their powers plastered everywhere, so it only works for a little while.
Also can we only copy the vision? Also what does the ring do by itself?

>>5528175
"So that was one of the bad ones?" you ask Sam as you walk through a grove of trees imported from Fairy, each with faces knotted up in the bark of their trunks.

"Maybe even the worst. But come on. There's other stuff I want you to see before your talk with Dr. Plaras. Then, you got to see the boardwalk. Everyone hangs out there after school, it's great, especially at night."

>Check out the 2nd floor museum. Let's see some old superhero stuff!

>Check out a CRS room. Hologram fights!

>Check out the cafeteria (you are getting kind of hungry)

>>5528183
>cafeteria
We're probably going to have our food ruined anyway but it's worth a try.

>>5528176
At least he did cover for Sam, it's more than what I expected honestly.

>>5528183
cafeteria sounds good!

>>5528176
He's scared of Harmony.

>>5528179
The element of surprise vs the element of awe is a classic point of divergence between those that support dark superheroics and those that support bright superheroics.

Should you be a bright superhero like Captain Marvel and announce your powers to the world, or should you be a dark superhero like Spy Smasher and use disguise and subterfuge?

You would be a terror with surprise on your side. Other Speculos, they have to touch someone to copy their powers and make a big light show out of it. Not you, though. And only copying some elements of a power can be useful, as it is now.

Something to think about.

>Can we only copy vision?
Oh no, we can copy the entire powerset, though it would be tricky to just copy eye creation without the innate, reflexive "aura" eye around the body, which is why you didn't. You don't want Harmony to know that you can see her eyes.

>What does the ring do by itself?

Big, invincible ring. Sometimes, that's enough. It can also convert any volatile energy within it (such as an explosion or fire) into a rumble field. This is also why when you create a rumble field without a ring, you create an explosion. The rumble field IS an explosion, just converted into perpetual turbulence by the ring.

>>5528188
>>5528191
Did try a big inspiring speech, along with multiple reasons why she's suspicious, so I think I would get at least support from that.

Also could we control the size of the ring? Like make it wrap around someone and capture them?

>>5528194
>Can we control the size of the ring?
Yep. Galactic donut style.

>>5528183
If possible go off campus look around town go grab some chinese food

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>>5528188

Wow.

You were expecting a bunch of tables arranged military/prison style with everyone eating the same thing off the same trays.

But here, a MS politely shows you and Sam (after asking if Sam shouldn't be in class at the moment) to a table.

It's like a restaurant. A nice restaurant

Sam reads the confused awe on your face. "Oh yeah. It's been like this since the forties. Martin's wasn't just a pioneer of superhuman education, but education in general. No one in the school has the same curriculum. Everything is designed based on your powers, what powers you want to have, and what you want to do with your powers. Your curriculum is special. You get a taste of da--"

Sam looks at the smiling MS over his shoulder.

"--darn near everything. Martin's extended the philosophy to food."

"There's a menu..." you say in disbelief.

"Yep. The general menu has been the same since the 40's."


"There are cocktails..."

"Non alcoholic. But they're there if you want them."

"Why?"

"Well, part of the reason is the same reason why the menu is so fancy. The principal at the time, Ms. Martin, wanted to educate everyone in fine dining culture. The other reason is a little dark. See, they temporarily lowered the draft age for superhumans to 15. They really wanted to get some superhuman soldiers. One of many reasons superhumans had a falling out with the government and military after the war. If they were in the school, they were safe from being drafted, because Ms. Martin managed to get an exemption for her students, but still, some wanted to fight. A couple of guys complained to Ms. Martin that it was warped they were old enough to die, not enough to drink...so she slipped them a few cocktails before they shipped out. So the legend goes."

"Wow. This place just radiates history."

"You don't know the half of it. Wait until you hear about the gargoyles."

"The what?"

"Bit of an in-joke, like Smokey. You'll learn about them. Ask me if you got any questions about the menu."

"Yeah, I got one. What's liberty cabbage?"

"Sauerkraut. But we were at war with the Germans, so, liberty cabbage."

"Radiates history..." you muse to yourself as you scan the menu.

"There are also secret menu items...also known as Burstein our MS chef has perfect culinary knowledge and a molecular synthesizer so if you ask him to make you something and he likes you, he will. Just don't go asking for a cheeseburger. Come on man."

"But I like cheeseburgers!"

"Save it for the boardwalk. You don't want to be like Edith, she orders a cheeseburger every day. And don't ask for the Thule menu, trust me on this one. There are digestive differences at work."

"Really?"

"If you feel real brave, there's a cart that sells avini you can try."

"What's avini?"

"You know ice cream?"

"Yeah."

"How much do you want that pleasant memory of icecream ruined forever?"

"Well, that's something to say..."

>What do you select?

>>5528268
A Crab-leg cocktail served with a New York cut Sirloin with a side of French Fries. We dining tonight. We also beating up anybody who messed with our food.

>>5528268
A bowl of boiled eggs. Give it to harmony and tell her she has to eat all of it

But if boiled eggs isn't a thing then good old tenderloin and French fries with a side of milk. Top it with a club sandwich if we're feeling real peckish

sloppy joe

>>5528268
Omelette, country style

Gentlemen I have a capital Idea. LETS ORDER EVERYTHING! Theres nothing stopping us from doing so

>>5528901
If we eat too much we might get a stomach ache, and then we would be too busy visiting the toilet to finish the tour. Or get very sleepy.
I would suggest mixing parts of all the ideas: a steak, french fries and some omelettes.

We don't have to eat everything there's nothing stopping us from wasting a ludicrous amount of food!

A kinder egg, european check.

No thread today?

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>>5528901
>>5529019
"Oh man...there's just so much..."

"You'll be glad the menu's so big after you come here for weeks."

"Could I order everything? Is that possible?"

"You're not the first one to ask that and yes, they will give you everything. Everything. They've done it before. All the stuff you don't eat gets molecularly recycled."

"I want to see them take all the food out! How do they do it?"

"Floating food."

"Now I really want to order everything!"

"Simmer down Izzy, you're not some multiverse kid. Play it cool your first day, play it cool. I'm ordering the canape."

"What's that?"

"Finger food. Little pieces of bread with cream cheese and other stuff on them. Technically an appetizer, but if you're staying in shape for ERC, it makes a good meal."

"What's antipasto?"

"Olives. Little cube cheeses. Crispy bits of bread. Good with salads, because you can dump the whole thing into the salad."

Wow. Here's Sam, the dude you used to cook crabs with over a fire, being super-fancy.

You look through the menu.

"What's a consomme?"

"Broth made with egg whites."

"Rex Sole?"

"Flatfish. Kind of tasty."

"Creole?"

"They're what Cajuns are. You know, Louisiana people. Like the guy with the energy cards. Spicy food."

"A la King?"

"Chicken, cream sauce, mushrooms, veggies, sherry."

"What's sherry? I know that's a kind of wine but..."

"Sherry means its from Spain. Port means its from Portugal."

"Wow...Ms. Martin got her wish..."

"Yeah. We're all ready for the fine dining scene."

"I think I'll have...eh, let's go with an omelet, fries, and a crab cocktail with a New York cut sirloin."

Sam whistles. "Save some room for dinner."

"They didn't serve breakfast on the boat."

.......

Wow this good food. Great food, even.

You lean back in your seat, feeling adult in your suit and holding your cocktail glass.

"Oh, this is nice. I feel like if I just had a giant cigar, I've have reached the top."

"Like one of those mob boss cigars?"

"Oh yeah. A giant one. One that would be a clue in an old murder mystery...you really get used to this, over time?"

"Yeah. Bask in the specialness while it lasts."

"Nothing lasts, I guess."

"Nope. But everything can linger. Just look at this place. Still using the same menu since before my grand parents were born."

"A fine meal and after-lunch philosophy. Yeah, this is the tops."

A purple and red blur zooms above your head.

Then realizing she flew over you, the blur turns and heads back.

"Oh uh, hey Izzy, Sam." Edith says.

She drops a clump of bills on the table. "Uh, twenty dollars okay for the shirt?"

"That's a little much. It was only 12 dollars."

"Oh. Just take it. It's alright, and I hate breaking bills."

>Take the money
>Don't worry about it

>>5529214
>"Don't worry about it Edith, how about you just be my friend instead? I'm new here and could really use a new friend group."

Allies to take down fish bitch.

>>5529215
Support

Just be Edith's friend

>>5529214
It's free! A gift of friendship.

>>5529215
>>5529225
>>5529233
>>5529272
You hand Edith back the money.

"It's alright."

"But I seriously want you to be cool with me. It was my fault how I acted and I want to make it up to you. I don't want people to think that I'm not worth keeping around..."

"Hey, how about this? I'm new here, and Sam was thinking of showing me around the boardwalk this evening. how about you along, help show me around!"

"Oh cool! Yeah, I can do that! I know a few places."

'Excuse me, Ms. Ogden?" a waiter MS waves to Edith. "Please no flying in the cafe-teria. I believe we've asked you this before."

"Oh! Oh, yeah, sorry." Edith pulls a chair up with her tail and sits next to you. "First day and you got attacked by a dragon girl. Sorry about that. I know I keep saying that, but really, I'm sorry. Is your shoulder okay? You didn't need to get it checked out or anything?"

>What do we say?

>>5529283
>"No, I'm fine. I'm just trying to avoid anymore bullies today."

Recruitment.

>>5529297
That's some smooth recruitment, +1

>>5529283
>"It was just a mistake Edith, don't worry about it. It wasn't out of malice like a bully I met today."

>>5529297
>>5529329
>>5529335
"It was just a mistake, Edith. Don't worry about it. It wasn't out of malice like a certain bully I met today?"

"You met a bully?"

You bring Edith up to speed on what happened on the roof.

"I don't get why Harmony has to be like that." Edith curls her tail around herself. "Why is she so mean to people? She has everything she could want. She's pretty, popular, talented..."

"Probably the same reason a lot guys turn BOL. They have everything, and they find it means nothing to them." Sam says. "Remember supercriminal psychology class? They don't form healthy relationships with other people, so messing with people becomes a parasocial relationship for them."

"But she's so popular!"

"Among simps, yeah. But anyone worth something knows she's a trouble maker, and that's got to burn her up. Remember how Henry dumped her? In front of everyone? And told her she was, and I quote, "A tyrannical trust fund brat?" She's not popular among guys with a brain, she's infamous."

"What's a simp?" Edith asks.

Sam looks to you for help.

>What do we say?

>>5529360
>Brainless people who would sacrifice anything for love, but is usually never going to be reciprocated.
>start finishing up our food and prepare to do something else

>>5529360
"It's short for simpleton. It means someone that is does anything another person says because they are obsessed with them, without thinking it through. Normally it's used for guys that go around obeying and defending popular girls, thinking they will get her love and attention."

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>>5529370
>>5529374
>Brainless people who would sacrifice anything for love, but is usually never going to be reciprocated. It's short for simpleton."

Yeah. Let's not share the acronym.

"You know, guys that go around obeying and defending popular girls, thinking they will et love and attention."

"Ohhhh...was Henry a simp?"

"Briefly." Sam says. "But I'm willing to spot him some respect for escaping the simp zone, especially with how he did it. He thought he could save her, you know, do the superhero-gets-supervillain-to-fall-for-him thing."

"I wouldn't call Harmony a supervillain. Just mean."

"Ah, give her time, she's likely to hold up a bank with her two gun molls before graduation. Anyway, if you ask me, I think Henry just couldn't get enough blood to his brain."

"He's got a condition?"

You elbow Sam under the table. Idiot! There's a girl at the table! And there's like a 25% chance she's the result of a some sort of union involving gods, fairies, and/or royalty.

"He means he wasn't thinking clearly." you say.

"Why HELLO there, Sammy, Izzy..."

Harmony floats up to the table.

"...And Edith."

She smirks as Edith cowers under her gaze.

You watch her summon an eye to levitate a chair up to the table.

Good. Vision is still working.

Go on and try something, Harmony. Just try it.

"Where are you two minions?" Sam asks.

"Class. Anyway, I believe we had some friction today, Izzy, and I want you to know, I think you're a swell addition to the school."

She talks loud. Loud enough for others to hear.

"Did you really grow up on an island?"

>What do we say?

>>5529394
This is clearly a trap.
"Oh hey, didn't see you there, you caught me at the end of my meal and now I need to use the bathroom. If you insist on talking to me you we can converse after I finish."

>>5529405
Scratch that random you in there.

>>5529394

>Why thank you! Let's hope I can fullfill everyone's expectations.
>Beck Island, yes.

Act civil and natural. She's definitely going to try to start shit, better to let her be the one to attack first.

>>5529394
Odd, I don't remember you asking if you could sit at the table. Or me saying yes.
Did your parents not have time to teach you manners?

>>5529405
>>5529407
>>5529394
Along with this, it's time to start shit. Combine the invisible property of her power and use Sam's ring to trip her up if she tries to get up and follow us.

man i wish Rumble had said sumn like "I don't hate all Thule. Just you."

>>5529411
Other responses that I thought it could work, from civil to rude:
Yes, I had plenty of crabs, rocks and video games, but no trees.
I saw enough beachs for a lifetime if you are asking. Guess you are just one more.

>>5529411
>>5529412
Anon, you should change your vote to this. You'll get you want but in a better way.

>>5529416
>I saw enough beachs for a lifetime if you are asking. Guess you are just one more.
kek

Why is everyone taking the bait???

>>5529422
This, if we start shit like this we are going to lose, it's precisely what she wants.