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FORM: ARETE: ABILITIES

Active
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Excellence in Failure: Upon use, turns a critical fail or a natural 1 into a critical success.

Perfect Self: Upon use, turns all of your stats to 10 for the next post.

Superbia Maxima: Upon use, automatic success (Non-Critical) on a skillful action.

Referer's Intuition: Upon use, your intuition never fails (You cannot create things with this, only discover properties of what you observe - such as structural weaknesses or the right direction to go)

Perfect Form: Upon use, automatic success (Non-Critical) on a physical action

Fearlessness: Upon use, overcome supernatural fear.


Passive
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Enhanced Self: At the beginning of each thread, add 1 to 2 abilities scores (do that now). You are also immune to non-supernatural fear effects.

Boundless Speed: You can sprint at 160 mph, run at 80 mph, jog at 40 mph, and walk at 20 mph.

>>22588239
>Wat do
Go on the internet and make another fucking magical girl quest.

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>>22588284
Okay!

Next quest: Ironman Magical Girl Quest

Perhaps one of the girls with more visible powers (say, Hilde?) could demonstrate, and then vouch?

>>22588253
Voting Strength and Intelligence. Luck and Endurance would also be good.

Use Perfect Form to bounce a piece of rubble off three walls and into a hole.

>>22588239
Boost Agility & Perception

Do we have a particularly visible power ourself? If not, ask one of the other girls to display and vouch for us. After, ask Gertrude what happened on her end, and inform her of what's happened on ours.

>>22588422
seconding agility and perception.

>>22588253
I vote endurance and intelligence.

>>22588239
Lets check the whole air field out using our top speed.

>>22588422

Thirding Agility and Perception.

Powers check from everyone in our party.

Use Referer's Intuition to determine what Gertrude's last meal was based on whatever we saw in her apartment.

What is Gertrude's power? Lightning?

>>22588422
Y'know, they can't actually vouch for us either. Well, I guess they did see us program that tracking thing, but c'mon, the rubble bounce thing is pretty cool.

Voting for Intelligence and Agility.

>>22588584
It is pretty neat, yeah. I'm not saying don't do it, either.

>>22588584
Hilde saw us SUPERBIA MAXIMA the DHC dude and then INTUITION Gertrude's location.

>>22588658

But Gertrude hasn't. The point of a power check is to convince her that we aren't shoggoths.

i lurk

>>22588239
>>22588253
By any chance OP, did you get my email?

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>Bonuses Set: Agility and Perception
>Burning Power: Perfect Form.

You decide that it would be best to clear the fucking air about this right now - no sense having Gertrude risk flipping the fuck out of with the thought that you guys were fucking shoggoths. You know that if you had been kidnapped and god knows what else by fuckmother psychopaths with access to higher dimensional beings, you'd probably be on a "Punch First, ensure they're who the say they are later" stint. You fucking hate those body snatching blobs. You really, really do.

"Shoggoth check!" you call out, and the other two girls know precisely what you mean.

Amy points at one of the doors, and it is fractured into a small number of car sized blocks that tumble down into a neat little pile of concrete and stone. Carmina disappears again, and the reappears next to Gertrude, handing her a rather cutesy looking matroiska doll that apparently came straight from fucking Russia. You don't have anything quiet so flashy, but there are ways of showing off your ability to accomplish the narratively contrived.

You let your form fill you with the perfection of a hero's accuracy, their ability to pull off shots that are not only extraordinarily improbable, but border upon physically impossible. Across your mind's eye, the words PERFECT FORM flash, and you know that all you need do is kick up a stone from the ground -just so- and your veracity will be proven.

You kick up a stone. It is plain and ordinary, a piece of broken concrete snapped up from the -unfortunate incident-. It bounces just so, colliding with a smaller stone and kicking up a splintered fragment of wood, no doubt there from the cultists' broken altar. The wood hits the ceiling, bouncing off it and lodging itself in the crack made between door and wall. The crack is widened slightly, slightly beyond the stresses its ruined joints can take.

The door falls. Gertrude relaxes.

>What do you do?

>>22589155
Share stories.

>>22589155

Radio Hilda that we've made contact with Gertrude and will be returning.

When we get back, have Gertrude fill us in. In the meantime, keep our guard up as we exfil.

>>22589155
"Trude, how the FUCK did someone get the drop on you? And did you at least leave something behind for Base to get a lead on the fuckwits that decided to sign their own death warrants?"

>>22590158

Well that's not good.

Also, did Gertrude just call us Joey? I thought she had this thing where she always called us Joanna.

>>22590158
Better phone this in to the Bureau as soon as we're up top.
If they can, getting a forensic team here to go over the remains would probably be a good idea.

Then we need to get to Victor Charlie, and load up.

>>22590158
I smell the need for another codex entry.

>>22590158
>'Those Fuckers' is as good as any, Joey
Doesn't Gertrude have a thing about always being formal? That not knowing that gave the shoggoth away?

>>22590158
>>22590330
Wait, and I thought she never called us "Joey" either...

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>Whoops. Rather major typo there.

You open up a secure channel to Hilda.

"Hilda, any motherfucks screwing around up there?" you ask.

"No," she says. Which is troublesome, as you half expected the NSA or whatever alphabet soup is responsible for this fucking travesty to have caught your scent by now. "Nothing interesting happening up here on my end. You having trouble rescuing dear old Gertrude? Or is she a corpse, now?"

"Lightning-1's alive and well," you tell her, "Be ready for evac the moment we're up there, I've got a fucking bad feeling about this entire fucking scenario."

"I hear ya, Joey."

You turn to Gertrude. She still looks a bit shaken up from the entire ordeal. You have no idea who the hell the mother fuckers were that did this, and you honestly don't want to fucking know what's got Gertrude so fucking spooked. You reach over and clasp her on the shoulder, leading her out and up the hidden stairs.

"'Trude, how the fuck did those motherfuckers get the drop on you," you ask. "No, forget that - better question is who the fuck those fuckers are. What we've seen, those fuckers have got arcanochromatic transmission capabilities, fucking shoggoths, and god knows what else. Tell me you've got me a name to call those fuckwits."

"'Those Fuckers' is as good as any, Joanna," Gertrud admits. "Hell if I know who the hell they are. Did manage to get something out of them, though the implications are disturbing as hell. Grabbed it from one of them when they weren't looking too hardly at my hands."

She reaches into places that you would rather not talk about given your distinct lack of such convenient storage space and pulls out a piece of paper. Its implications are disturbing to say the least - it goes back to the same era as the fractal pattern painted on your APC when it isn't in urban combat mode. A different organization that the one that preceded your own, which much more sinister goals.

A Derlethian Elder Sign.

>What do you do?

>>22590504
>typo
Ah. Ok, was worried there for a few minutes.

Anyway, supporting this >>22590300

>>22590504

High tail it back to the APC so we can phone the intel back to the Bureau.

How many more team members do we need to check up on?

>>22590504
Codex: Derlethian Elder Sign, please.

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===Codex: Elder Signs===

Elder Signs are particular geometric patterns that have an effect upon the abilities of extradimensional beings. In the long and forgotten past, there were dozens, if not thousands of Elder Signs, each of which granted different power to the beings which viewed them. Today, only two remain: The Derlethian Elder Sign and the Lovecraftian Elder Sign.

The "Lovecraftian" Elder Sign was first rediscovered by one Doctor H. P. Lovecraft during his expedition to the Antarctic. The Lovecraftian sign was disseminated into popular culture by the predecessor agencies to The Bureau, and is worn fashionably much like the Peace Sign and the Yin-Yang. This has been encouraged by Bureaus Agents in Media, as the Lovecraftian Elder Sign provides a sort of ward against the powers of extradimensional beings, in the same way that greasing an object makes it more difficult to grasp. Bureau Combat Vehicles are painted with a fractal version of the Sign, which is somewhat stronger.

The "Derlethian" Elder Sign was first rediscovered by Doctor A.W. Derleth during a similar expedition in the Australian Outback. This sign was locked away by the Bureau's predecessor agencies with extreme prejudice due to its ability to strengthen the powers of Extradimensional beings. It is unknown how cults and other occult organizations get their hands on the knowledge of the Sign, but it is standard operating procedure to sanitize entire populations exposed to the sign without clearance.

>>22590916
>but it is standard operating procedure to sanitize entire populations exposed to the sign without clearance.

Well shit, looks like its Exterminatus time.

>>22590916
>other occult organizations
I'm actually surprised that with the existence of the Bureau, national occult organizations haven't been formed, or at least, occult departments within existing agencies.

>>22591027
They probably do, but they don't have the same access to resources that the Bureau has.

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"Fuck," you say. "Fuckity fuck fuck mother fucking fuck."

This is all sorts of NOT FUCKING GOOD AT ALL. Derlethian Elder Signs are bad fucking news of the worst sort, kind of like finding out in the morning that you've got blood all over your sheets eminating from a bay factory that you don't plan on using. Except instead of just washing them, you have to burn the fucking sheets, chop up the fucking bed with a rusty axe, flood the fucking room with acid, and blow up the fucking structural supports of the building you live in with C4.

"I do believe we understand, Joanna," Gertrude deadpans. "Though I cannot deny that 'Fuck' is certainly an appropriate word to use to describe this situation. I believe that an apt descriptor would be 'this is a fucking nightmare.' Am I correct."

"Yep," you say, "Well that fucking hits the nail right on the head. HILDA!" You yell over the comm. "Got some paper that I need you to burn. Seven-Kay-See, bare minimum - needs to purge extradimensional taint."

"What happened down there?" Hilda asks, "You find a Dee-Ee-Ess or something?"

"Yeah, that's exactly what we found."

The four of you head up into the boken down airport. Gertrude passes off the paper to Hilda, whom steps out of the van and a few paces forward. Clasping her hands around it, a faint glow eminates from in between before the air around her catched fire for the briefest moment. She emerges from the fireball unscathed, though the area around her has been glassed. Everyone in the car, you speak up.

"Step on it, Hilds."

>Where to?

>>22591262
Back to the warehouse so we can hammer out a plan to find and rescue Belinda.

Oh right, and warn HQ about all the strange shit that has been going on today. We're definitely dealing with some kind of Bureau-level threat here.

>>22591262
Victor Charlie.
We need everyone armed, and some of drones would be nice.

Also, call up the Bureau. This was already a bad situation; now it's gotten worse.

If they've already targeted our team, it's only a matter of time before they target other team members in this region.
We should check in with all of the other Agents and make sure that they're alright as well.

And we STILL have to rescue Belinda.

>>22591262
>Except instead of just washing them, you have to burn the fucking sheets, chop up the fucking bed with a rusty axe, flood the fucking room with acid, and blow up the fucking structural supports of the building you live in with C4.
This has happened before, hasn't it?

We should report to the bureau and head to the main location.

>>22591337

Second.

See if we can't confirm the status of the other agents who've been listed as Terror suspects. Best bet, if they get/are in trouble, we go save their asses and get a lead on who's fucking with us.

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"Get us to Victor Charlie Alpha, Hilda." You command. The other girl acknowledges, and you're off.

While you wait, you decide that it would be best to inform your bosses of how fucking heads on fucking asses up this mission seems to be going. You poke the Blue Rose floating near the bottom of your vision, and it brings up the command menu.

>Spam filtered

>>22592359
:Welcome to THE BUREAU Agent 029
:Accessing Emergency Communication Grid...
:...
:...
:...
:Accessed. State the nature code of the Emergency.
:Please Confirm: Code 616, Code 105, Code 029, Code 912
:Codes Confirmed.
:Scanning Metadata...
:...
:...
:...
:Metadata Scanned.
:WARNING: DATA UNPRECEDENTED.
:WARNING: UNSPECIFIED OPERATOR ACCESS.
:WARNING: SYSTEM FILES CORRUPT.
:WARNING: FATAL ERROR.
:Code: Lonesome Rose.

"Oh mother fucker," you say. "It's happening gals. Lonesome Fucking Rose. No backup. No infrastructure. Only what we can snatch from Victor Charlie Alpha - and we better hope to god that it hasn't been compromised."

>Wat do?

>>22592370
WELP it looks like our network got hacked.

Double time it back to Victor Charlie, take whatever is not nailed down, and burn the place. With what's been going on all day, it's only a matter of time before the place is raided.

>>22592422

Second. Double time it, and see if we can't hack into the police/NSA/social media networks so we can get some kind of intel.

Can we try to raise any of the other active agents in the area? No doubt they're also knee-deep in shit caused by the same group.

>>22592370
Get to VCA, get everything we can, and then get out of there.

Also, we need to contact any other agents we can, and get them out of harm's way.

Do we know the local Bureau central station, where Bowie would have been taken?
We need to beat some answers out of him.

>>22592422
Seconded. Get there, loot it to the bedrock, then destroy the place. Buy a new base of operations with cash, if possible.

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Victor Charlie Alpha is also fortuitously devoid of any uninvited guests that you can see. You've grown used to this sort thing going your way, though, as you are - in a sort of fact - the protagonist of the universe.

"Alright," you say as you hop out of the APC. "Let's grab what we can and go."

After ransacking the place, your inventory looks like the following:

Sidearms
4x Braun and Hammer Wasp (246 rounds)
2x Smith and Western Colt (120 rounds)
5x Tactical Knife
2x Tactical Machete

Light Weapons Accessed
5x Braun and Hammer T100 Bullpup (50x 32 round magazines)
2x Golberg A17 Urban Assault Coilgun (30x 32 round magazines)

Medium Weapons Accessed
3x Smith and Western I19 Assault Railgun (50x 24 round magazines)
3x Braun and Hammer T4 Tactical Marksman's Coilgun (40x 12 round magazines)

Heavy Weapons Accessed
1x Goldberg 'Terminator' A100 Heavy Railgun (50 spikes)
1x Braun and Hammer T500 Heavy Machinegun (5x 200 round drums)
1x Boeing Light Missile Pod (Vehicular) (16 rockets)

Vehicles Accessed
1x Ford and General 'Bulldog' Armored Personel Carrier

Miscellany Accessed
5x Standard Toolkit [Multipurpose]

The VTOL in the back looks pretty tempting to take as well. It's a standard civilian one, which is fairly light on the armor, but the maneuverability granted would be more than welcome. There are also four motorcycles. If you want to take either of them, you could either ride them separate from the APC, or attempt to tow them - though the towing rig only looks big enough for the VTOL or the Motorcycles.

>Wat do?

>>22593555
Well, there's five of us, and five vehicles.So let's have somebody fly the VTOL (or two somebodies) and take the bikes on the towing rig.

Start looking for a new base of operations.

>>22593555
Would the VTOL be too conspicuous to act as any kind of aerial overwatch? Well, it could be useful in case we need to quickly bug out, so we should probably tow it, at the very least.

Can any of our team actually ride the motorbikes?

>>22593555
Can the VTOL carry the motorbikes? That seems like the most awesome idea.

>>22593555
If we tow the VTOL, would it be covered by our urban camo?

We should keep Hilda driving the APC while the rest of the team takes the bikes. Once we get that sorted out we should go check on the other MGs we were told about.

>>22593555
Have Hilda drive the APC and tow the VTOL.
Us, Trude, Carmina, and Amy ride the motorcycles.

We'll get out of here first, drive away from the city; more likely to be able to find someplace to hide all of this equipment. We need to find someplace, such as an old airfield, someplace where the VTOL won't stick out.

Do we have the addresses of the other Field Agents?

>>22593684

Too conspicuous.

>>22593651

I possible, this one, otherwise, VTOL. I'm not sure how high profile little girls riding motorbikes is.

>>22593726
This, assuming the VTOL'll be covered with the camo. If not then >>22593651

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>Forgot Last Post
>Cash Monies: You are in possession of 250,000 nuDollars, in cold, unconsecutive serial numbered cash.

"So," you say, taking a good long look at the VTOL, "Any of you gals know how to fly this fucker?"

"Carmina and I will take it," Amy volunteers, hopping into the cockpit. Carmina looks a bit less sure and a bit more like she'd rather just run to the new meeting place than fly with Amy at the wheel. "My dad had a couple of callsigns he used way back in the day, and I've been keeping up to date with what they are - control tower'll just think I'm his latest squeeze taking a joyride. We'll keep an eye on you from the sky, and let you know if you need to avoid a roadblock."

The logic in that disturbs you a little bit, but you can't really argue with it. Carmina takes the seat on the other side, and Amy begins the takeoff sequence. The roof of the building slides open - a nice feature to have when you're keeping a whirlybird in it. The engines are a bit of a pain of your ears, though, and a bit of an annoyance to shout over.

"Alright!" You say, barely audible as the VTOL takes off. "What we're gonna fucking do, is put these fuckers -" you gesture at the motorcycles "- onto that fucker right there -" you gesture at the towing platform "- so that we can tow all this fucking shit over to a new fucking location."

"What?" you barely hear from... Hilda. You think.

You repeat yourself. Then the three of you roll the four motorcycles out onto the towing attachment, which is all set up to be attached to the APC. You muse that you should probably head out to the country side - or maybe the ruins of Boston, if you don't mind being a bit nauseous while your there - to hide this stuff. You engage the urban camo, and the three most commonly used trucks pop up - the Ford and General 150, the Tesla Capital T, and the Volkswagen Saveiro.

>Pick Car and Color
>Wat do?

>>22594248
Silver!

I don't know shit about cars so I'll stay out of that.

>>22594248
Ford and General 150, Red.

Go out to the countryside. Find some place temporary so that we can put down, find a more permanent place, and go and rescue other Field Agents.

>>22594297
Yeah, Fords are pretty common work trucks, so hopefully it won't attract much attention.

>>22594248
Ford and General 150, Lime Green.
Head to the ruins, try to find a warehouse or something. Maybe a church hall.

>>22594289
Basically, as follows:
F&G: Modern Looking.
Tesla: Futurist Looking.
Volswagen: German Looking.

Seriously, if the Volkswagen is picked, I'll either find a picture of [strike]Mami[/strike] Hilda in Laderhosen or photoshop some on to a picture of a truck.

>>22594297

I vote for this.

We should also see if we can't hack into the NSA communications network to piggyback on their intel. If they have any of our people, we'll be able to find out.

>>22594248
>Boston ruins

I can't say I'll miss the place, but what's the background on that?

>>22594248
Toyota Hilux. Silver.

Ain't no one even gonna try to mess with us.

>>22594382
>hack the NSA
>the agency whose specialty is cryptography and network security
Look, if it was the DHS, then maybe. But you're suggesting to go up against one of the premier intel agencies in the work in their sphere of specialization.
The DHS, or even just the State Police, is a better target to piggyback on.

>>22594409

Then we go for the DHS and/or the Police then.

Still, the NSA does have a hand in this, that can't be denied.

>>22594248
Red Tesla

Boston ruins

>>22594453
>Still, the NSA does have a hand in this, that can't be denied.
Actually, yes it can.
Bowie was too sloppy to be a real NSA agent.
It was more likely that he was DHS, using the reputation of the NSA to get to us.

The NSA is not this sloppy.

>>22594248
F&G 150, offroad suspension, gloss black paint job. Let's look like rich idiots heading for some fun and head to the Boston ruins.

>>22594533

Ah, you're right. I kept thinking the goons at Gertrude's place were NSA and not DHS.

We should probably tap into the Police comms at least, maybe tap into 911 dispatch as well. The way I see it, people will see/hear any open confrontations between our agents and DHS, and will likely call it in.

===Codex: Four Hour War===

The Four Hour War remains to this day the only direct nuclear conflict between nuclear powers. During the late noughties and throughout the tens and twenties, tensions between the United States and China grew from rather strained to devastating. Proxy wars were fought throughout the entirety of the twenties, and many were of the opinion that it would result in a Second Cold War.

Then, three days before July 4th of 2028, a plot was uncovered to detonate nuclear warheads within major cities across the United States. Whilst the NSA, and amazingly the DHS, managed to find and defuse the greater majority of the bombs, a single cell, operating in the City of Boston, went unnoticed. At 12:03:56 PM EST on July 4, 2023, the cell, not knowing the others had been compromised, detonated six warheads throughout Boston, each with a 1 Megaton Yield.

The United States, four hours later, took the City of Shanghai in retaliation. The Russian Government then stepped in to prevent further bloodshed.

This is the Official Story. The reality is classified. Bureau Agents are cleared to know that this was caused by the emergence of two Harbinger Class Entities into realspace. They are also cleared to know that this is why the Bureau was founded on July 5, 2023. Radiation levels remain high due to the successful use of Nuclear Warheads to destroy said entities and the nature of high r-state matter.

>>22594643
>They are also cleared to know that this is why the Bureau was founded on July 5, 2023.
So the Bureau was created as a sort of Magic X-COM, unfettered by national interests with only one single overriding directive: the defense of Mankind from higher-dimensional threats?

You'd think we'd get more cooperation because of that.
But then again, Intelligence Agencies are notoriously bad at letting go of jurisdiction and authority.

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>Last post for the night. Thread resumes tomorrow if it's still alive.

You decide to camo into a Ford and General 150. You also keep Hilda away from the color wheel this time by painting the thrice damned thing a default and glossy black. The other girl pouts, but it's a small price to pay for keeping the alphabet soup out of your hair. Labeling yourself so garishly would do little but attract them like flies to honey.

"Bring us out to Boston," you order her. "No one fucking goes into Boston."

"There is a reason for that, Joanna," Gertrude points out, "The radiation levels are not precisely conductive towards health, and while we might possess an immunity to the long term side effects of radiation exposure, it will still be far less than a pleasant experience."

"We don't get fucking paid to have pleasant experiences, 'Trudy," you reply. "What we get paid to do is take all the un-fucking-pleasant experiences on our back, and throw them fucking headfirst into the maw of mother fucking Cthulhu."

She shudders, and gives you a glare.

"Oh, right, yeah," you mutter. It had been nearly seventeen years since that girl had willingly leapt into the hands of The Bureau's doctors, but some shit is too fucked up to make light of. And Gertrude has a particular love of murdering Deep Ones. "Sorry."

There aren't many barriers for you to dodge along the way - apparently the NSA had retracted the majority of its agents back into the Capitol Building - but Carmina guides you past what few remain. Which brings you to a bit of good news - a news feed floating across the bottom of your vision has informed you that the NSA got a tip from a "former suspect," and caught who you recognize to be a Mossad agent with the bomb.

This hardly brings you out of the woods, but as you turn into an old and abandoned warehouse, you feel like you might see some sun peaking in through the trees.

>What do you do?

>>22594643
>Whilst the NSA, and amazingly the DHS
I find it funny that even in the official story, the DHS gets shit on. That it's a miracle that the DHS can do its fucking job, even with the NSA babysitting them.

>>22595448
We need to find the other Field Agents, and we need to track down Belinda.

After setting up the warehouse as a temporary base of operations, we should have Carmina use her speed to do quick scouting trips into Belinda's last location while the rest of us take the APC and go rescue the other girls.

>>22595448
Time to set up shop. Secure the area and get some sort of comm system up. See if we can get into contact with the other agents and see if they need any help.

>>22595570
>>22595574
Second both of these, also, if there is any way we can heal our wounds, now would be the time to do so. Things are about to go from hell to the special kind pretty soon.

I have nothing to add for the next course of action, just to bump the thread before I go to bed.

Our communication network has been compromised.

Do we have a backup communication method that we can use?
A website that we can pose as regular pre-teen girls on, and communicate via codewords?

>>22601146
Purchase some cheap cellphones from in area not under camera surveillance under false identities, and speak in Cant?

>>22601187
Or morse code. I wonder if anybody in this era still knows what that is.

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"Alright," you say, "Everyone out. We need to secure a perimeter if we plan on staying here for long."

"You sure about that, Joey?" Hilda asks. She's pinch her nose, looking a bit green from the effects of the radiation. You can't quite blame her, though, as it is certainly more than a little bit nauseating. "It's not like anyone the NSA would have looking for us wouldn't do much of anything but turn into melty puddles of glowing green goop."

She's right, of course. The more interesting properties of high r-state matter mean that radiation levels, once high, stay high for quite a bit longer than normal - that was the main issue with using nuclear warheads made of chromatically drained plutonium. You couldn't really block it with chromatically drained protective gear, and even then a clean up crew couldn't do all that much. It didn't take much time at all to hit eight sieverts in Bostons, and once you hit that, you were dead.

Well, unless you underwent the Procedure. Then all it did was make you a bit sick to your stomach.

"Drones," you point out the obvious first, "there's always those to deal with, even if they are so damned loud. But the major issue is the risk of extradimensional life forms - those haven't quite stopped being a thing that happens here in Site 001."

"Right..."

Setting up the perimeter isn't that hard - your field kits have plenty of of picoscale cameras to set up in unobtrusive places, and in a society where half of reality exists online it's not like you're lacking for computing power to analyze all of them. Getting a secure line of communications will be a hell of a lot trickier, though - Boston's infrastructure is shot to hell in a handbasket, to begin with. Then, there's the whole "remaining hidden thing" which means you'll either have to jury rig a distributed network or switch phones every time you make a call.

>Wat do?
>If Jury Rigging, roll 1d20+Intelligence

>>22603069
Jury-Rig.
Activate Superbia Maxima.

>>22603069
>If Jury Rigging, roll 1d20+Intelligence
Superbia Maxima that shit.

>>22603122
>>22603180
Maybe we can piggyback off of the remains of the Boston network infrastructure, and where the landlines connect to the rest of the Internet.

>>22603069
Let's Jury-rig. Superbia Maxima would be indicated in this case, I think, yes.

>>22603208
Whatever survived the blast probably got fried by the EMP.

>>22603425
>copper
>fiber
>fried by EMP
There's nothing there to fry via EMP

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You decide to take no chances in the construction of your distributed network. You focus your thoughts inward and let your Form flood you with the perfection of the ingenious creator, the mad inventor. The words SUPERBIA MAXIMA blaze like unto a second sun across your minds eye, and the world finally enters into clarity. You know exactly what must be done - what must be done quickly. Such marvelous ideas~ flowing through your brain, and so little time in which do accomplish

"Carmina~!" you shout with the ham of a thousand Shatners, and she comes running at the call. Hastily, you scribble down a note and toss the plaintext her way. "I've a shopping list for you! We will require these materials post~haste~ if we are to build a secure network... FROM THE GROUND UP!"

She ignores your mad cackling, and is off and back with such obscene speed that you start to get ideas~ about what you she could accomplish if she applied SCIENCE to her powers. You don't think she actually paid for any of this stuff, but its not like it's going to be missed from the stalls that she grabbed them from in inner city Johannesburg~. Well, you think it was Johannesburg - the language on the boxes is Afrikaans.

"I do hope you know what you're doing," she asks. "So that when you get back to normal we can actually use them."

"Of course~!" you chirp, ripping through the items, removing the junk bits you do not need, and combining the parts just as your idea~ demands. "I know precisely~ what I am doing! And their use... is SIMPLICITY itself!"

>FIELD! FIEEEELLLLDDDD!

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>>22603616
You're not sure quite how you built them out of spare electronics parts, but by the time you finish, you have a remarkably professional looking pile of what appears to be some sort of radio transmitter. Doubly remarkably, you remember enough from your idea~ that you can fully make use of them.

"Carmina, I need you to distribute these throughout the world," you say. "Try to attach them in out of the way places. With this -" you point at a much larger device, that will be staying with you - "being used as a proxy between our arglasses and the net proper, it'll look to any snoopers that we'll be in the locations of those dummy transmitters."

She nods, not quite understanding the hows of it (you don't either), but in a flash, the pile is gone, and she has returned.

>What do you do?

>>22603625
Try to raise the other field agents.

>>22603625
We must attempt to secure the other Field Agents.
Do we know the locations of any of them, as does our other team members?

>>22603625
> I need you to distribute these throughout the world
how fast is she? Is she just flying everywhere or just running? (through the ocean as well?)

>>22603686
Prioritize supply acquisition.
We are well geared-out, but we're fighting something major now, so we better have all the good guns.
ALL the good guns.

Or at the very least a good idea where to get them.

After that, do
>>22603831
>>22603686
Again, we need dat dere sweet chroma tech and BOOKS BOOKS BOOKS about all things supernatural almost as much as we need man/girlpower.

>>22603865
She's pretty much the motherfucking Flash.

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>>22603865
===Interlude: The Pertinent Question===

It was a fairly simple mission - keep the new recruit from fucking the mission up. Carmina was the kid's name, and she had quickly taking a shining to one of your best buddies, Amy. You did your job marvelously, with only a few hitches early on thanks to the kid's nerves - and, of course, guiding her first kill. That was always the hardest part - except when you took out Trudy for hers, she seemed to delight in killing the scaly bastards.

A question was sitting in the back of your mind, though, ever since you saw the new kid running circles around the guards.

"Hey Carmina," you ask over the roar of the chopper's engine, "Just how fast are you?"

The other girl shrugs.

"The doctors put it to me like this," she says, "on a scale of 1 to 10, where 1 is a snail and 10 is a photon, I'm a 'Fuck You Scales I Don't Need Your Limiting Bullshit.'"
======

>>22604011
apparently Flash is a turtle compared to her.
>>22604024

>>22604024
I am amazed that she can navigate at that speed. But I guess when you are traveling that fast, you can also think on that level as well.

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>Gotta hit the gym to get /fit/ for a bit. BBL.

You attempt to reach the other field agents through the back-up channels that the Bureau had prepared on the off chance that "shit went truly and irrevocably whack." It is unfortunate that the Bureau happens to be very, very large for a blacked out organization, and as such you really don't have much of a chance to make direct contact with everyone who's out there.

:Welcome to #HorticultureLovers
:Username - Achilles
:Encrypting Chat...
:...
:Encrypted.
:Achilles: So gals we've got a bit of a fucking problem.
:Achilles: See, my rosebush has gotten a little lonely in the garden.
:Achilles: Not quite sure what to do.
:Yggritte: Have you tried going to Victor? Or Charlie?
:Achilles: Yeah, I have. They were a bit helpful, though they could only spare me four more bushes.
:Achilles: I decided to plant them in the brightest spot of the garden.
:Achilles: Hopefully that'll get them to fucking grow.
:Yggritte: That should help.
:Yggritte: Want me to come over?
:Achilles: That would be nice, if you can convince your parents to let you.
:Yggritte: That shouldn't be a problem.
:Achilles: Any chance you can bring some more flowers for the garden?
:Yggritte: Of course! I've got a half dozen bushes that are ready to be split.
:Achilles: Awesome.
:Achilles: Oh, before I forget, whatever happened to that gopher?
:Achilles: The one that I had Cassandra take to the shelter?
:Cassandra: The shelter's taking good care of him.
:Yggritte: I had thought there was a fire the other day.
:Cassandra: There was. No one but hurt, but everything's a mess right now.
:Cassandra: Aunty May is working on taking care of it.
:Achilles: Awesome. Yggritte, how long until you can get here?
:Yggritte: Well, I'm down town right now.
:Yggritte: Should take me forty to walk home, so give me ~2 hours.
:Achilles: Okay, see yah then <3.
:Signing Off...

>Field too long.

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>>22604473

You make a face. You really hate speaking in the Bureau's generally accepted code language. It is way too mother fucking saccharine for your tastes. But there's good news, in the least - the Bureau is picking itself back up from the attack, and Michelle will be bringing in some reinforcements in a couple of hours. Hopefully, by that point, Mr. Gopher will break and they'll get some information from him.

>What do you do?

>>22604492
Ok, lets start working on figuring out where the hell Belinda is. Once Michele gets here with the reinforcements, make sure we do a Shoggoth check.

>>22604492
Have Carmina do some fast scouting around Belinda's last location.
She is to recon only; don't engage, and bug out if there's any higher dimensional shit that needs to be taken care of.

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>>22604024
>>22604312
Waiting to see when she runs faster than 13 trillion times the speed of light. Shit's gonna be good.

I thought we were pretty cool because we could sprint at like, 160mph. Carmina doesn't even break a sweat about running all the way to Africa and back in an instant.

Nice to finally see the other megucas, I'd been thinking we were terribly overpowered as one with all our abilities basically auto-successing anything we did. Most of these girls can kill us before we even got the chance to react.

>>22605031
Magical Girls are scary things.

>>22605031
Well, we are still pretty good, and extremely versatile at that. Many of them are better fighters than we are, but they can't charm the socks out of everyone, investigate better than Sherlock Holmes and build all kind of technical gizmos at the same time. The Arete power has incredible utility.

>>22605031
>Most of these girls can kill us before we even got the chance to react.
Maybe, maybe not. We ARE the hero of this universe, after all. I think we also have at least a few years experience on them.

>>22606918
Considering we took 'em through their first kills? (see the Interlude) I'd say that's a safe bet.

>>22606918
>>22607152
Yeah, but when the Flash over there can no doubt move faster than our reflexes, Static Shock and Burnie can also just use an AoE while we're in an enclosed area. Sharpness sounds awesome as well, it doesn't even look like she has to do anything but think for something to just get sliced into atoms.

>>22607268
Well, yes, this is true. Not that it should be an issue, but our forte is being tricksy and RIGHT PLACE, RIGHT TIME, RIGHT ACTION.

>>22607152
We are agent 029, and it goes until at least 1000. Must mean we are pretty badass and an important asset to the agency.

Hm. Now i am wondering what kind of fucked up power agent number 1 has.

>>22607268
I never said it would be EASY if we have to take them down. Just that we probably can, if we put the work in.

>>22607455
Surely that would just be in order of how long they've been agents. Does that take into account agents dying? Do you move up?

I think all we can really say from that is that we've been around for a while, and lived. Which is an achievement, but no indication of relative power

>>22607543
We've been in the business for at least 14 years. I'm pretty sure we've learned a few tricks by now.

>>22607268
Man I fucking loved Static Shock.

And yeah, those other powers are actually a lot more interesting and versatile then they appeared to be at first glance.

The Flash is a prime example of what can be done with superspeed.

While slicing things has it's obvious combat applications, with creative application it has myriad potential infiltration, interrogation, and even manufacturing applications if Amy has training in engineering, sculpture, architecture, or the like. Plus the hands-free thing greatly increase flexibility.

Gertrude might be able to do some electronics fuckery, making gates and shit open, and possibly even remotely looking at files.

As for the weeaboo, though, I honestly can't really think of any alternate application of her Form like the others, pretty much just flinging fire at thing you don't like. I guess if you count metaphorical fires she could do buffs (Yeah, I know we do buffs to, but they're limited to ourselves for the most part. These'd probably be more like group buffs with lesser effects, basically your standard 'rousing speech' power.)

>>22607600
25 years, we've been at it, it's been stated.

>>22607789
25? says 15 in the intro
>You are JOANNA CONSTANTINE. For the past fifteen year..
also we are 29 years old
>forever trapped in the body of your fourteen year old self.

>>22607859
No wonder we swear so much. Being a teenager is not easy, hormonally.

>>22607900
I am not sure we still count as human, so we might not even have to deal with hormons anymore.

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>>22607930
It's implied here
>>22591262
that MC still gets her period so... ((>>22607900)) might not be THAT far off.

>>22608098
It's also implied she's super jealous that Hilda gets laid all the time, even if it is with pedophiles.

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>>22608137
Indeed.
Not intending to start a shitstorm here, but... if Hilda looks anywhere close to Mami's proportions as we've been led to believe, then pedos her partners cannot be.
She ALSO seems to no approve of Flash and Sharp being gay for each other.
In short: She and love-making just ain't best friends at the moment.

>>22608137
Fucking pedophiles everywhere, man.

>>22608256
She used to be amish before she became meguca.
This is now my headcanon.

>>22607859
Then where the hell did I get 25 years from? Oh well. Not the first time I've been wrong, sure won't be the last.

>>22608137
It's the tits, not the poon, I'm fairly sure.

>>22608417
Those are not mutually exclusive, sir.

>>22608725
Never said they were, but Joanna doesn't seem to be a fan of sex. Which may be simply because she's not getting any, it is possible.

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"So," you look back to Carmina, "You up for another run, Carmina?"

The blonde stretches herself out for a moment. There is a rather loud crack as she tilts her head from side to side - one of the more unpleasant side effects of her speed. You get your mania when you embrace perfection; Hilda gets a fever if she uses her powers too much; Gertrude always zaps herself on doorknobs; Amy's nail's only possess two dimensions; and Carmina needs to regrow her cartilege every night from it wearing out. Could be worse - could be what Agent 001 has to deal with.

You shudder to even think about it.

"Yeah," she says, "I think I've got a few more runs in me today. Where do you want me to go?"

"Take these," you hand toss her the bag of picocams, "And place them around the areas highlighted at Site 029." You pluck a file out of the air and fling it at her - she catches it and places it into orbit around her head. "Those are the areas that had the spike in r-state around the time that Belinda disappeared. If my hunch is right, we'll see what or whoever decided to snatch her show up during the next spike in R-state."

She nods, and is gone. When she comes back moments later, she looks noticeably more stiff.

"Well, cameras are planted," she says, cracking her back. Amy perks up at the sound, and immediately starts fussing over her. "Do we have any timeframe on this?"

"Unfortunately not," you say. "Anything interesting over there right now."

"Eh," she slumps into Amy's lap, "unless you find the day to day going abouts of the apartment's denizens interesting, not really. Oh!" She perks up. "Apparently one of them has beta access to the new Elder Scrolls game, though I don't think that's the sort of interest you meant."

You rub your forehead. No. No it wasn't.

>What do you do?

>>22609299
There doesn't seem to be much else to do other than further fortify the base, keep an eye on the cams, and wait for Michelle to arrive.

>>22609299
Wait? Try not to get get disgusted by this lovey-dovey crap?

>>22609299
Oh right, see if we can hack into local law enforcement or DHS networks for intel. With all the intel sharing the alphabet soup does these days, we might be able to find a backdoor into the NSA through DHS.

>>22609299
Okay. Now you made me really fucking curious about agent 001.

I think we cannot really do anything at the moment. We need to wait for more intel and manpower.

We could activate Referers Intuition to find out if we missed on something vital.

I wonder what we do for fun.
Sharpen our various knives while booby-trapping our apartment?
>>22609299
Try to tune into world news.
First public news channels, then more hidden rumour mills and Deepweb conspirator sites, immersing ourselves in the nectar of life that is data.

Look for anything suspicious, related to our mission or not.

Sure, it might be pointless, but it'll keep us from doing very unprofessional things.

Use Referer's Intuition to help us spot clues, and try to rope the others into this activity.
Those that aren't fortifying our base, that is.

>>22609422
>Try not to get get disgusted by this lovey-dovey crap?
One is a speedster.
If we recruit her for recherche she won't be filling the air with the putrid scent of the disgusting things she wants to do to her... friend.

>>22609299
Snoop the DHS and FBI networks and state police dispatchers for information regarding any Bureau personnel we may need to rescue.

Also monitor Site 029 for activity.

since when is Joanna disgusted by this?
At least they aren't PEDOPHILES.

maybe Joey should take note of them and find solace in another MG

>>22609642
Why do you think we want to find Belinda so bad?

>>22604875
As far as I can tell, that image doesn't factor in time dilation.

Might not really change anything, but I'm just saiyan . . .

>>22609685
Speed Force

>>22609642
It was mentioned briefly when we called them together, I believe.

>>22609663
We wanna ensure a colleague's safety because we wanna finger her?
Now that's what I call a cold world view.

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You fail spectacularly at not being disgusted by Amy and Carmina's lovey-dovey crap - it sort of makes you want to throw up in your mouth a little. Stupid large chested ephebophiles so shameless in their disgustingly cute displays of affection. Thats nearly as bad as stupid large chested girls letting filthy, filthy pedophiles have their way with them and then call it "romance".

BLECH.

"Hilda, Amy," you call out. Hilda looks up from her gun. Amy pouts, disappointed that you're going to be cutting into her 'Mina time. "Set up some of the back up guns into turrets - I'd hate for the alphabet soup to flood us with drones and have to use our magic to bust apart those soulless husks."

Amy's pout transforms into a vicious grin, pulling out her multitool. "Kill on sight variant, I presume?"

You nod, and turn to Carmina. "Carmina, grab your gun and take to the roof. If you think that anything is getting too close for comfort, kill it dead. I'll let you be the judge of what defines 'too close for comfort.'"

"I'll take that to mean a 2 kilometer radius," she says, before going off to climb the warehouse's roof.

You decide that while you wait, it would probably be worth it to try to snoop into the Department of Homeland Security's databases, and perhaps while you're at it, the Federal Bureau of Investigations databases as well. You Briefly contemplate hacking the NSA, but you know from experience that their defences are a bitch to crack on a good today, and today is far from a good day.

>What do you do?

>>22609980
>If hacking, roll 1d20+Intelligence

>>22609980
Hack everything, especially the NSA. This is were our superbia maxima really shines. Its hard as shit but we don't care, it will still work.

>>22609980
>>22610028
Agree, we've still got enough Luck left for powers. Time to totally troll the alphabet soup.

>>22610028
Question is
How do we feel like leaving their system after?

>>22610251
Completely undisturbed.
We are a ghost in the machine.

And given how much we're using and depending on our powers, we should boost luck in the next thread.

So, are we using Superbia Maxima for the hacking, then?
We hack the DHS, the FBI, and the NSA and CIA just because.

Rolled 14

Lets have each of the different alphabets soup seem like they are hacking one another.

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You decide to fuck the mother fucking fuckers over. You focus upon the core of your being, and allow the perfection of Arrete to fill your body and flood your soul. Blazing across your mind's eye, like a second sun against the one that is shrouded by a mist of radioactive Fallout, are the words SUPERBIA MAXIMA. You are tranformed, having become unto like the perfection of the Super Hacker, that which can find loopholes in even the most airtight of systems.

You Cackle. Not simply glorying in the perfection of your embodied self, but for the fact that you can multitask. The interface cannot keep up with both of your hands, though it can keep up with your ideas~.

:Welcome to THE DEPARTMENT OF HOMELAND SECURITY
:Confirming administrator access...
:...
:...
:...
:Administrator Accessed Confirmed!
:Welcome, Director Rogers.
:
:Day-to-Day Field Reports
:Financial Statements
:List of Field Assets
:List of Operations
:To Do List
:Cake Recipes.

>To review Financial Statements, 1d20+Intelligence. You cannot Superbia While Superbia'd

:Welcome to THE FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION
:Confirming administrator access...
:...
:...
:...
:Administrator Accessed Confirmed!
:Welcome, Lieutenant Broyles
:
:Primary Division Reports
:Secondary Division Reports
:Fringe Division Reports
:Redacted Documents
:Suspected Pattern Events
:Field Assets (Code Names Only)
:Field Operations (Code Names Only)
:To Do List (Personal)
:Harvard Labs Reports
:Suspected Internal CIA Agents (To Arrest ASAP)

:Welcome to THE NATIONAL SECURITY AGENCY
:Confirming administrator access...
:...
:...
:...
:Administrator Accessed Confirmed!
:Welcome, Mr. M. Howard
:
:Pies to Throw
:Horns to Honk
:Bowls to Cut
:Slaps to Stick

You have successfully managed to access the internet connected databases of the NSA, FBI, and DHS. You have also managed to place enough fake trails to make them think that it's the CIA that's doing the hacking, because seriously fuck those guys.

>What do you do?

Rolled 6 + 8

>>22610490
Seeing as a lot of what we do is dependent on Intelligence and Luck, boosting those would have been a better choice.
Something to keep in mind next time.

>NSA
Well, I have to admit. They're paranoid fuckers, and with good reason. Good show.

Check the Financial Statements of the DHS, and download their List of Operations.
Download the Fringe Division Reports, Redacted Documents, Suspected Pattern Events, and Harvard Labs Reports from the FBI.

Access Slaps to Stick and Bowls to Cut from the NSA.

>>22610490
DHS: Cake recipes
FBI: Field Ops
NSA: Pies to Throw

>>22610589
We also want to check the last few day's Day Reports from DHS.

My personal priority in the FBI would be on Pattern Events and Fringe Division Reports, as those are the categories most likely to impact us directly.

Rolled 16 + 8

>>22610490
Check the financial reports, and prioritize checking out the ops and field reports from around the time Belinda disappeared. Harvard Labs also seems like a good thing to check.

Rolled 6 + 8

>>22610490
Cake Recipes
To Do List and Suspected Pattern Events
Slaps to Stick

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You access the financial information from the DHS server. To no suprise whatsoever, you find that those fuckers have absolutely no clue how to be subtle about their dissemination of funds. From what you can tell, their methodology is alarmingly transparent - they only use a single shell corporation to obfuscate their involvement, and they don't even have a disposable billionaire at the top of their shell corporation. It's actually held by -them-. This isn't even excusing the name of their corporation and how it is blatantly an unimaginatively named.

Detroit's House of Socks, -indeed-. You decide to wire some small amount of the funds to a shell of a shell of your shell corporation as a series of weapons and ammunition transactions, and then make the money promptly vanish into a sea of accounting nightmares.

You download the reports from the Fringe Division, their Redacted Documents, the list of Suspected Pattern Events, and the Havard Labs Reports from the FBI Servers for later perusal. You've crossed paths with the Fringe Division before, and despite their unfamiliarity with the nature of higher r-state reality, they perform fairly well under fire from extradimensional threats. The Bureau has, in the case of necessary disclosure, decided that it would be through that particular division that nature on the paranormal was released.

The fact that one of their top agents went through a sort of "Proto Procedure" earlier in the century has a bit to do with that as well.

As for the NSA, you really expected nothing less from them. It would take no small amount of time for you to crack through the encryption behind the files that you can find, because you sincerely doubt that a bunch of Three Stooges videos are their files proper. The fact that your logon is Moe Howard sends a bad feeling into your gut - the sort that says "downloading these files will probably send a few dozen tomahawk missiles to your location, just in case."

>FIELD TOO LONG

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>>22611259
While you're still online, you decide to take a look at the DHS's Cake Recipes.

:Welcome to THE DEPARTMENT OF HOMELAND SECURITY
:Accessing CAKE RECIPES...
:...
:...
:...
:Accessed!
:1 Cup of Milk
:2 Eggs
:3 Cups of Shuger
:4 Tablespoons of Vanilla
:5 Cups of Flower

You... have no idea what this means.

>What do you do?

>>22611279
That sounds like a shitty cake. Superba Maxima and bake it anyway.

Maybe it will give insight.

>>22611279
Huh, I don't really want to waste Referrer's Intuition on this on the possibility that it could actually be a literal cake recipe. What's on the DHS's Director's to-do list?

>>22611348
>You cannot Superbia while you are already Superbia'd, Anon-kun!

>>22611279
Yeah, NSA gets our respect at least.
Really should not have considered downloading their files on second thought.

That cake recipe is obviously a plan of some kind, aimed at taking out the Bureau.
Use Referer's Intuition and try to understand the meaning behind the intentional misspellings, and the fact that it's listed in ascending order.

>>22611405
Yeah, let's not touch the NSA files for now.

I guess try to Refer what the list might mean. It doesn't read like a traditional recipe.

>>22611403
Then use perfect self to bake the cake?

>>22611279
Suger: Shoggoth(s)
Flower: Bureau Agent(s)

That much isn't hard. What the whole means, though...there may be some significance to the order, and I don't know what 1, 2, or 4 indicate.

>>22611279
It looks like they're options for something. Pick at random

>>22611749
I'd say the "flower" reference is pretty clearly a reference to the Bureau's internal codes.

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You grow weary of having to obey the laws of logic and reality, desiring once more to take the reigns of the narrative and divine throuhg flawless logic what this bizarre recipe means. As the perfect intuition flows through your veins, a third sun blazes across the sky of your mind's eye, taking the form of the words REFERRER'S INTUITION. Upon your brow bursts the mark of your second order of power, a silver triangle flanked with wings.

And thus do you know what it is, the meaning of these symbols.

"Shuger and Flower are unique from the others in their mispelling," you say to yourself. "The numbers therefor must correspond to their quantities in place of their position on the chart." Unflappable is your logic. "Thus, there are three shoggoths that the DHS is in command of. One of which is now dead - for Hilda and I slew it. More worrisome is the number of flowers they have captured - five of our agents, possibly ones whom we presume dead."

You close your eyes and frown.

"Not Belinda though - there are no signs in this of any truly higher order life forms that she had been investigating." Your frown deepens, "But the timing is related, though how cannot be seen from merely these." You stare intently at the remaining factors. "The rest is simple - the cup of milk is a dairy farm, where they hide themselves. The eggs are the group of sorcerers they are using to control the shoggoths - paranormal eggheads."

Your frown turns into a glare of hatred.

"And the Vanilla is the rare and illicit substance they plan to use to extract information."

>What do you do?

>>22611965
Go back through the DHS financials, find the purchase of a dairy farm.

We find it, we go there, we rescue our fellow Agents, and we sterilize the place.

The NSA and the FBI know better than to do stupid shit like this; this is why the DHS get laughed at, even by the State Department's Diplomatic Service and the State Police of various states.

>>22612057

Pretty much this.

Should we send this info down the secure Bureau network?

>>22612110
You mean distributed to other Agents?
Maybe. We need to coordinate both this rescue, and tracking down Belinda's kidnappers.

>>22611965
Time to rescue some captured agents. Hopefully they can give us details on what happened to Belinda.

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>Last post for this thread.

Your face still stuck on that particularly infuriated glare, you scroll back to the tab with the DHS' financial reports, and search for the acquisition of any dairy farms in an out of the way location. There is, in fact, only one dairy farm they had purchased in any location, roughly fifty miles to the south of your current position. You log off the systems, being sure not to leave any traces of your presence on any of the accounts, and let the two suns fade from your inner vision.

You then open up a line to the distributed comm channel.

:Welcome to #HorticultureLovers
:Username - Achilles
:Encrypting Chat...
:...
:Encrypted.
:Achilles: To my utter shock, I found a few lost flowers among the wildflower garden just now!
:Yggritte: Is that so?
:Cassandra: What sort of flowers?
:Achilles: I haven't been able to identify the breed.
:Achilles: But there are five of them.
:Yggritte: Perhaps they are a cross breed?
:Cassandra: Those poor dears!
:Cassandra: I hope there weren't to many weeds...
:Achilles: There were, and they had gotten their tendrils among their roots.
:Achilles: Me and the girls are gonna dig the poor dears out and bring them to the garden.
:Cassandra: Good, good. Do you need any help?
:Yggritte: Weren't you nearly out of Round Up?
:Achilles: I am, but I should have plenty for this. Victor had some to spare.
:Achilles: Don't you have a major weed problem yourself, Cassy?
:Cassandra: True.
:Yggritte: Try to be done by the time I arrive~!
:Achilles: Of course. I'll lay out some tea for you <3.
:Signing Off.

>Field Too Long

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>>22612968
You twitch, and quickly decide that the best way to vent your frustration for having to speak in such saccharine prose is to take it all out on the sonuvabitchs who kidnapped your fellow agents. Amy and Hilda have finished working on their drones, Gertrude is doing maintainence on some of the rifles. Carmina is still up top, waiting for something or someone to get too close.

"So," you ask of your comrades. "Which one of you knows how to attach missile pods to a whirlybird? Cause I've got a place that needs to be torched, and some damsels that are in distress."

>For next thread, What do you do?

>>22612997
Take a bike while the girls in the chopper attract attention. Then we knock on the door with our boot and play the hero.

>>22612997
Carmina is almost out of speed for the day, so we'll need to consider that.

Hilda takes the APC, and while I'd like to bring along the VTOL for air support, stealth might be the better option.

We use Google Maps to get a satellite view of the place, and then we sneak in.

Does the APC have a stealth mode that will make it quiet?

>>22612997

Get those missile pods onto the VTOL. Best pilot (or whoever knows how to fly it) gets the VTOL.

Two in the APC, two on bikes. One on the bike is for interception and fast attack role, the other is our designated marksman and will use it to get to a nice vantage point to cover us.

The two others in the APC get the remainder of our heavy weapons or whatever they prefer.

Our marksman moves in first to pick an ideal spotting location for us. Then we dynamic entry with the APC followed by the biker with the VTOL coming in and striking in a different direction to maximize chaos.

>>22613131
>Carmina is almost out of speed for the day
I'm pretty sure she has similar power usage limit to us (maybe every MG has?).
So she may be rested up on the way to the location. (new thread rest up?).

I've just realised: Since Johanna hates pedophiles, she hasn't gotten any. Ever.

This makes her a prime target for a virgin sacrifice.

>>22617779
You might be getting cause and effect mixed up, anon.

>>22618006
What I'm saying is that Elder God cultists might want us for sacrifices to The Old Ones.

>>22618079
Oh yeah, I can dig that.

>>22618079
Of course they do, we're the universal protagonist.

hmmm how many more times can we use our magic this thread? We've used it a lot the last couple hours. Not the best thing to have when we're planning a major assualt

>>22618616
Well without casting we wouldn't have known we were going to have a major assualt at all.

>>22618616
I forget the fine rules of magic in CMGQ - does our Luck determine the total number of times we can use any of our spells, or do individual spells have differing limits?

>>22618779
Luck determines total number of times we can use our abilities.
That's why boosting luck at the start of a thread can have a large effect.