>>41609050
>[] take a shower, there's more than enough room for two in there anyways
mini-god cares not for your pathetic mortal concerns about decency

>>41609050
>[] water my plant
>Makes hes still alive

>>41609050
[] take a shower

>>41609050
>[] water my plant
>[] take a shower, there's more than enough room for two in there anyways

>>41609050
>[] Use my powers
Cleanse ourselves as if we had taken a shower.

>>41609050
>[] take a shower, there's more than enough room for two in there anyways

>>41609050
>[] take a shower, there's more than enough room for two in there anyways

>>41609050
>[] take a shower, there's more than enough room for two in there anyways
>[] Emily requires food, until we fix that.

>>41609050
>[] water my plant
>[] sing along

>>41609050
>[x] water my plant

>[x] water my plant

>>41609157
>[] sing along
>[] Use my powers
>biomanip: melodious voice.

>>41609050
>[] water my plant
"If you promise to obey my command I'll give your body back, don't worry you'll be able to rob a bank or two."
Minion time

And what better way to start it, then with a nice hot shower. I smirk, besides, it's not like the showers aren't big enough for just two people to share it.

I walk into the open door way, flicking my wist to clear away some of the mist away from me. however, the second I step into the showers, I can barely seen anything through all of the steam and mist, not even the white and blue tiles.

I look around the room as I start to unbutton my pajamas top. I see who's going to be sharing the water with me, Marcia, out of her costumr and trying to hide away in one of the corner stalls. I can only tell it's her because the curtains we brought in a few days ago do little to nothing to hide her, as she struggles to get her mane of hair wet.

Well, if she wants her privacy, I better give it to her, I mean I wouldn't want some one barging in on me like that...most of the time.

I walk over to the stall across from her, undressing as I walk over to it. I leave my pajamas where they fall, and turn the shower on hot, not bothering to close the curtain behind me as quickly scrub myself down with some soap, and get my hair a nice rinse.

I turn the water off and grab a towel as I begin to walk back to my room, I should water my plant soon anyways, don't need him dying on me. I begin to hum along to the tune of the song playing in the kitchen.

and then I hear a curtain open behind me as I start to step out into the hallway. I bite my lip and shake my head as I quickly walk into my open room, as much as I'd have liked to turn around , I need to water my plant and I don't want to make things awkward with my new friend

I close the door quickly. I sigh, holding the towel over myself as I grab a water bottle and take of the cap, pouring a bit of water into Treefucker's vase as he waves his little branches at me, trying to hit me.

What do I do?
[] Use my powers
[] Talk to him
[] mess with plant
[] get dressed and get some breakfast
[] sing along to the music
[] write in

>>41609395
[] Talk to him
[] get dressed and get some breakfast
[] sing along to the music

>>41609395
>[] get dressed and get some breakfast
>[] sing along to the music

>>41609395
>[] Talk to him

>>41609395
>[] Talk to him
"Until you realize your'e mine, I'm not turning you back to normal."
while
>[] mess with plant

>[] get dressed and get some breakfast
>[] sing along to the music

>>41609395
>[x] sing along to the music

>>41609395
>[] Talk to him in sing-song
>[] mess with plant
>make the banzai like a wind instrument, so he can talk.
>[] sing along to the music

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>>41609395
>...most of the time.
>not bothering to close the curtain behind me

>>41609395
>[] mess with plant
>[] Talk about your interest in wood carving.

>>41609395
>Change the song to 'Raindrops Keep Falling on my Head'
>Talk about your possible interest in woodcarving

"So" I say as I start to dig through my drawers, looking for something comfy to wear "How's being a plant treating you, don't get why you've been so mad about it, I mean you do fuck trees, soo it's not weird now, right?"

I turn back for a second to see the tree shake angrily, throwing dirty and leaves everywhere. I chuckle, and start to get dressed. No need to wear anything fancy underneath, not like I have any plans anyways...let.

I put on plain white T shirt with a cartoon cat on the front that's a bit too big for me, and since it's still this place is only slightly warmer then the outside, I'll just wear some sweat pants to keep warm.

I wave at the still trashing plant, and close the door behind me.

and now to get the most important meal of the day.

I walk down the hall, to the kitchen/ living room we turned the first room into. I see Moriarty cooking various meats on in a pan, wearing a gasmask as he sings along to the song in a near perfect german accent.

I start to sing along, mangling the words as I sit down at the round table with only three chairs around it, though Marcia seems to have just decided to sit on the floor, slowly drinking a cup of coffee that is hilariously small in her hands.

"Good singing mein em" Morty says sarcastically as he starts piling food onto plates and placing them around the table

I grab one of the smaller plates and put a few pieces of meat, a banana, and the largest piece of toast.

Moriarty sits down, still wearing the gas mask as Marcia bops her head to the tune of the next song.

what do I say?
[] How's the floor?
[] we can get you a bigger chair you know?
[] what's with the music?
[] what's with the gasmask?
[] So any plans today?
[] How'd you get so...big anyways?
[] I think the tree guy is close to going crazier
[] write in

>>41609705
>So, who do I need to talk to about getting this place wi-fi

>>41609705
>[] we can get you a bigger chair you know?
>[] So any plans today?
>[] How'd you get so...big anyways?

>>41609705
>[] we can get you a bigger chair you know?
>[] what's with the gasmask?
>[] So any plans today?
>[] I think the tree guy is close to going crazier
In that order.

>>41609705
[] we can get you a bigger chair you know?
[] what's with the music?
[] what's with the gasmask?
[] So any plans today?

>>41609705
>[] we can get you a bigger chair you know?
>[] make her a bigger chair
>[] what's with the gasmask?
>[] So any plans today?

>>41609705
>Use your powers to make one of the chairs bigger

>>41609705
>[] I can make you a bigger chair you know?
>[] what's with the gasmask?
>[] I think the tree guy is close to going crazier

>>41609705
>[] How's the floor?
>[] we can get you a bigger chair you know?
>[] what's with the music?
>[] what's with the gasmask?
>[] How'd you get so...big anyways?

>>41609705
>[] Talk about getting a pet woodchuck.

>>41609780
>[] what's with the music?

>>41609705
> [] If you want I could super size one of the chairs or make you a bit smaller While we're hanging' out in the bunker

I stare at the giant girl sitting on the floor, her damp hair clinging to her neck and the back of her shirt as she pulls one of the plates covered with food in front of her.

"You don't have to sit on the floor" I say as begin to unpeel my banana, slowly "we can just get you a bigger chair, you know"

"No no" she says shaking her head slowly before taking another sip of coffee "It's fine, besides, this way I don't have to look down on you two"

"No really I can just make one of the chairs bigger" I say standing up from the table

"It's fine" She says "I don't like having to look down on people all the time, it makes me uncomftarble"

"Well just in case you change your mind" I say as I put my hand on the spare chair, expanding it with a loud creaking noise.

"Thanks Emily, but I'm fine like this, really" Marcia says smiling.

I shrug and sit back down as Moriarty pulls up his mask to take a bite of steak.

"Also, Morty, what's with the music and Gasmask?" I ask, taking a bite of banana

"I think he's been watching the history channel too much" Marcia says

"Nein, I just happened upon a box of gasmasks" He says shrugging as he pulls it off "so I wanted to see if they still worked'

"And the music?" I ask

"I just like german music sometimes?" He says shrugging "Old habits I guess"

"That's kind of ominous isn't it?' Marcia says "just how you said it, not the german part"

"Eh" Morty says shrugging

"So, have any plans today?" I ask

"Well, I've been meaning to clear out the front yard, make it looks nice" Mortiarty says flatly "maybe get a few gnomes for target practice"

"I was going to patrol the city, looking for people in need of help" Marcia says "Or in the need of a fist for their face, you can come along if you want"

what do I say?
[] Sounds fun Marcy, I think I will
[] I was thinking about exploring the mystery door.
[] make sure to get some funny ones, okay morty?
[] Can't we just sit around and do nothing?
[] write in

>>41610013
>[] Sounds fun Marcy, I think I will
>[] make sure to get some funny ones, okay morty?

>>41610013
[] make sure to get some funny ones, okay morty?
[] Sounds fun Marcy, I think I will

>>41610013
>[] I was thinking about exploring the mystery door.
>[] Shapeshift into someone not on our mother's shit list.

>>41610013
>[] Sounds fun Marcy, I think I will

>>41610013
>[] I was thinking about exploring the mystery door.
Nothing goes wrong with mystery things.
>[] write in
"Are the gnomes going to have hidden turrets for when an enemy tries to attack?"

>>41610058
And here we have the atypical paranoid coward!

>>41610013
>[] I was thinking about exploring the mystery door.
>[] make sure to get some funny ones, okay morty?
I hope there's something fun there.

>>41610013
>We need more money, I'm gonna go rob another of mom's banks.

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>>41610081
Do you even shadowrun?

"Well that sounds fun Marcy" I say smiling as slowly cut apart one of the two sausages on my plate "I might actually have to come along for the ride, but I've been thinking about exploring the mystery door"

"Can you do it when I'm not here?" Marcia asks, as she nervously stares at the unopened door behind us. "I mean what if it has some weird government experiments behind it or something?"

"Then you can smash them with impunity" I say happily as I take a bite of sausage

"Y..yeah I can, can't I?" She says smiling "also isn't kind of you know stupid to decorate the outside of our secret base with garden gnomes?"

"Oh who'd come up here anyways?" Moriarty says chuckling "Besides, not like I have anything better to do, I'm an old man with no hobbies, I might as well take up gardening"

"Wait didn't you say you were going to use them as target practice?" Marcia asks "isn't that kind of defeating the purpose"

"Yeah I did" Morty says nodding "what can't do a bit of gardening and have some gnomes to keep my aim tight?"

"Well no but, can't you just buy some targets or go to a firing range or something?" Marcia asks

"I could, but this way I feel like I've accomplished something other than wasting bullets" Moriarty says flatly

"Oh, can you buy some funny ones Morty?" I ask

"Sure, they'll be the ones I actually use for decoration" he says smiling warmly

"Is he always like this?" Marcia asks

"Sometimes" Moriarty says with a shrug

What do I do?
[]Go on patrol with Marcia
[] watch Morty try to garden
[] Explore behind the spooky door
[] use my powers
[] cause some trouble for mother
[]Visit the rag tags
[] commit crime
[] write in

>>41610381
>[] commit crime
>[] use my powers
Wear a cape while committing crime

>>41610381
>[] commit crime

>>41610381
>[] Explore behind the spooky door

>>41610381
[] commit crime

>>41610381
You know what'd suck as a power?

All of a person's clothes turn invisible.

>>41610381
[] Explore behind the spooky door
Biomanip Morty into a slightly younger man!

>>41610381
>[] Explore behind the spooky door

>>41610381
>[] Explore behind the spooky door
Maybe we'll find a skellington

>>41610470
>[] commit crime
then
>[] Explore behind the spooky door

>>41610381
>[] Explore behind the spooky door

>>41610381
>[] Explore behind the spooky door

>>41610381
>[] Explore behind the spooky door

>>41610381
>Biomanip Morty into a slightly younger man!
Good idea.

>>41610668
Backing.

The rest of breakfast goes by quickly and silently, besides of course the german songs still blaring on the loud speakers, and a few quick jokes and discussions about the news of late.

Marcia stands up, dusting her pants off of as she walks down to the hallway, barely fitting through the door as she turns around for a moment.

"Well, I'm going to do my share to help out there" She says "I'll call if I need any help doing what I do, probably won't, and please don't commit any crimes while I'm out, okay?"

"Now why would I do that?" I ask laughing "I mean I'm not that bad of a person"

Shit, now I need to think up something else to do. I sigh and continue eating what's left of my breakfast, as Moriarty pulls a book from under his chair as starts to read it. It has various flowers on the front of it, and a picture of a women wearing a lab coat, with vines trailing over it.

I stare at it, until I hear Marcia climbing up the ladder out of here. I turn and watch her leave. You know, she looks really good in gym shorts, then again, what women or man worth looking at doesn't?

I shrug and stand up, walking over to the closed metal door with keep out signs hanging around it and of course the words "Researchers only" In big friendly letters next to it.

There's a key pad. I put my hand to it, and focus on it, hearing it buzz and spark for a few minutes as I try to force the wires inside to work.

The door slowly grinds open, sounding like something from hell as It scrapes across the concrete floor

"JESUS FUCK" Moriarty shouts angrily, tossing his book down

I shrug as he picks his book back up, looking rather grumpy, mumbling under his breath.

Some weak brown lights slowly turn on, illuminating a set of rusting metal stairs, that are other wise clean of any filth, I slowly walk down them, my every footstep echoing on, and on.

it eventually stops, in a small room covered in notes, with a black board with all kinds of equations hastily erased.

cont

>>41610783
I sigh, somewhat annoyed that there's nothing down here besides three doors.

But something has to be behind them.

lets see
"Lab and storage"
"Research and disposal site"
and "generator"

What do I do?
[] Check out the lab
[] check out the reasearch, hope to god this isn't like that movie I watch that one time
[] Fuck around near the generator
[] On second though...MARCY WAIT UP
[] leave and do something else
[] write in

>>41610819
>[] check out the reasearch, hope to god this isn't like that movie I watch that one time

>>41610819
[] check out the reasearch, hope to god this isn't like that movie I watch that one time

>>41610819
>[] check out the reasearch, hope to god this IS like that movie I watch that one time

>>41610819
>[] check out the reasearch, hope to god this is like that movie I watch a few times

>>41610819
>Close the door behind you
>Just in case
>Also fix the stairs

>>41610819
>try to recover the formula that was erased with our power, even though we can't figure it out.

>>41610081
And here we have the common rejoicefag edgelord.

>>41610819
>check out the reasearch, hope to god this isn't like that movie I watch that one time
I need sleep but how does everyanon feel adout braking into a hospital and healing everyone before anyone spots us?

>>41611059
>Fucking with insurance companies

Can we start out with something smaller time like a mercenary group or the mafia?

Well if there is anything interesting down here, I doubt it's going to be in the generator, and the lab is probably just covered in more notes with boot prints on them and half erased equations,

Of course this just leaves the research and disposal door, and those two words just go so well together when it has to do with creepy abandoned vaguely sciency things, I mean so long as it isn't just filled with boring beakers and stuff like that.

Then again, it'd be pretty bad if it was just filled to the brim with starving monsters, like that one movie I watched that one time, oh god I hope it isn't like that, I really hope it isn't like that.

but then again, I'm basically a god sooo, it doesn't really matter if it is, does it.

I walk up to the middle door and shake the dull and slightly rusted handle. nothing.

"Move" I mummer as I continue holding onto the handle.

a second later, there's a groaning sound as the metal around the handle warps and snaps like a so many twigs, as the handle and the surrounding metal zooms away without a noise, crashing into something.

I push the door open and walk down it, smelling nothing but ashes as I do so.

The hall to the mysterious room isn't long at all, opening up to a metal walkway, also rusted as everything else back here, with a piece of door and handles stuck in it.

I whistle as I look down. there's four desks covered in dust, or is it ash? in front of several giant tubes of glass, most of which, from here at least, look smashed to bits, and broken, except for one that glows an eerie lavender light.

Behind the desks, along the concrete walls, are ovens, all closed and surrounded by soot.

I carefully walk across the walkway and down the groaning and creaking stairs to get a better look, smashed vials cover to floor, Dried blood around them and soaking what little pieces of paper that were left here.

"What the fuck?" i as myself, feeling a bit giddy and scared and pretty nervous.

cont

>>41611103
We resident evil now.

>>41611103
This is like something out of an old science fiction movie, what the hell was going on down here? well at least nothing seems to be alive, that should make Marcia feel a bit better, yeah just a bunch of giant tubes of glass, some creepy ovens and blood everywhere, yeah, nothing to be scared about down here, especially when you can do what she can do.

What do I do?
[] clean up this crap hole
[] Look in the ovens
[] Check out the one intact tube
[]Get Moriarty
[] Call marcia
[] Leave and do something else *What?*
[] use my powers
[] write in

>>41611083
I'm in a crime as art mood, it's a statement about my relationship with my mother, what is the role of superheros and neo pre classic something.

>>41611179
[] Look in the ovens
[] Check out the one intact tube
[]Get Moriarty

>>41611179
>[] Check out the one intact tube

>>41611179
>clean up this crap hole

>>41611179
>[] Look in the ovens
>[] Check out the one intact tube
>[]Get Moriarty
I hope whatever was incinerated left behind something interesting.

>>41611179
>[] Check out the one intact tube
>[] use my powers
Perhaps we could try and "scan" the area for organisms? You know, make sure nothing is trying to sneak up on us or something (we are a bit paranoid after that one movie after all)

Is th wrong that I want to make our base lighter than air and steel it at some point in the future and ransom if back to the city if they find us just to mess with people?

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>>41611179
>[] Climb in the tube.

>>41611390
No, no it's not. We are beyond such moralities.

Wow, this is some pretty serious looking shit down here. I should probably not poke around, but fuck it, I can do what ever I want can't I? besides, nothing could have survived down here so long without out some kind of sustenance, could they? I hope they could, because if something jumps out at me, I'm going to freak out, I know I will.

I walk over the ovens, and then turn around to make sure that nothing is try to sneak up on me. I look at the ceiling to make sure and turn back to the black iron doors. I tap them, and wait for...soemthing. Nothing happens.

I pull out the metal lock holding it in place and slowly open it up,ash and dust flying out as I do so.

I see a skeleton, sprawled out on a metal table. I gasp and then realize it doesn't look human...or like a normal human. it's all twisted and broken looking, like it had some horrible mutation or disease, I don't think it could have ever been alive really, but it looks real. I close the door, with slightly shaking hands and carefully walk over to the giant tubes of creepy sciency bullshit.

They're molded into the walls and held in place with these big blocks of metal and machinery. All of them seem broken, except the last one, which has a weak light glowing on the bottom...science thing.

I walk over and peer into the dust covered glass,. I slowly wipe my hand over it so I can actually see inside of it. I wince back and feel like and idiot when I see what looks like a fetus, floating around vaguely lavender liquid with small tubes stuck into it.

I look up near the top, and see the words "subject seven Seven six" written on the top part of the glass.

"freaky" I mumble as I take a step back.

So this is some kind of genetic engineering going on here? weird, didn't know this was a thing besides what Ultra did to people, but then again, technology is a wonderful so I wouldn't doubt it could exist since it's right in front of me.

I crouch down, noticing several little indentations on the bottoms with
cont

>>41611511
Dna samples 1, 2, 3, and 4

OH now this is interesting.
I stand back up, dusting the dust and ash off my sweat pants as I stare at the.. thing... floating inside.

"oh the things I could do with you" I giggle as I place my ace against the glass, before I realize what I'm doing and back away.

what do I do?
[] mess with something down here
[] Go to town and find Marcia, and help her out
[] show Moriarty this place
[] go commit some crime of some sort
[] wander around new boston, maybe go shopping
[] go some place I know (Smiles tower, the riftraft's trainyard, the banks)
[] use my powers
[] write in

>>41611511
Shit, I meant the ragtags train yard

>>41611580
>[] mess with something down here

>>41611580
>[] show Moriarty this place

>>41611580
>[] show Moriarty this place

>>41611580
>[] show Moriarty this place
If can't have superpowers we might as well give him the opportunity to be a mad scientist who, if isn't ACTUALLY a German, knows a bit of German.

>>41611580
>[] use my powers
>biomanip fetus into alive and viable child thing.

>>41611609
Where?

>[] go commit some crime of some sort

Go rob a heavy weapons store.

>>41611580
>[] put the fetus in our womb

>>41611580
>[] Eat it.

>>41611580
[] use my powers

>>41611580
>[] show Moriarty this place

>>41611580
Fuck it with our girl cock.

>>41611647
Adding since why not?
>[] put the fetus in our womb

>>41611687
Backing.

>>41611779
>>41611819
You can stop samefags.

>>41611848
I'm not samefagging anon.

Well I guess before I start sticking my fingers where they don't belong, I better show Moriarty this place, and see what he thinks about it, I mean it'd be rude to accidentally create some kind of monster down here, and have it rampage around while he was trying to read, and we can't have that now can we?

I sight, and tear myself from the glass tube, forcing the dust off of my arms with a thought.

I carefully walk up the rusting stairs, revitalizing them and making them look nice and shiny as I do so. I don't bother to clean up the main room and keep walking up the stairs, where I find moriarty, still reading his book.

He turns to me, looking very bored.

"Hey want to see something weird?" I ask

"Fine" he sighs as he slowly closes his book and puts it down "Better not be another video or the like"
....

"So what do you think?" I ask as Moriarty looks around the room with a squint "this place is really fucking creepy isn't it?"

"Oh I didn't notice" He says flatly as he crouches down to pick up one of the shattered vials.

he tosses it away lazily and stands back up, and walks up to the tube.

"Well that answers that" He says calmly as he looks down at the bottom half of it "they were making test tube babies down here"

"Kind of figured that" I say "but I don't think they were doing it for a good cause"

"Oh and here I was wanting my own clone to fuck" Moriarty sighs "Still, bet we could sell all thats down here for a nice buck"

"We could do that or" I say as Moriarty groans "We could keep it and try to figure out what it does, eer I mean how to make it work"

"You just want to play mad scienctist don't you?" He says flatly "fine, we can keep it for now, but only if you promise to feed and clean up after it"

"I will" I laugh

"Well if you would excuse me" he says as he begins to walk up the stairs "I have some gardening supplies to go buy"
cont

>>41611895

What do I do?
[] follow him
[] Find marcia
[] watch tv
[] wander around new boston
[] go some place I know
[] commit some crimes
[] Stop some crimes
[] look for super heroes or villians 1d20
[] call Marcia to tell her about this weird place
[] write in

>>41611867
Even if you were samefagging, I don't give a shit. Seconded.

>>41611916
>[] follow him

>>41611895
>[] wander around new boston

>>41611916
>[] Stop some crimes

>>41611916
[] follow him

>>41611916
>[] look for super heroes or villians 1d20
lets go beat up some more shit-name scrubs

>>41611916
>[] commit some crimes
Arms dealing and acquiring.

>>41611916
>[] follow him

>>41611916
Let's do this (>>41611059) it ought to be fun reading the headlines tomorrow.

>>41611895
>[] put him in our womb

>>41611059
Sure, it'll be good practice

>>41612099
Only if we can change them in some insignificant way.

>>41612099
I'm good with this. Should help us learn how to get that fetus going.

>>41611916
>[] tell him to make a hedge maze.

I follow him up the stairs, not saying a word as we leave the strange lab. I close the door behind me, just in case Marcia comes back before us, don't need her getting scared about nothing, or be snooping.

Moriarty is climbing up the ladder by time I get the door closed again.

I jog across the room, doing my best to avoid running into the couch. I scramble up the ladder, and by time I pull it up, I see him walking out of the door, humming to himself as he goes.

I sigh, and follow him outside, covering my eyes to help them adjusts.

"Why are you following me?" Moriarty asks with a chuckle 'I'm just buying flowers and stuff, not like I'm doing any thing interesting"

"I...don't know really" I say with a shrug "I just kind of felt like following you"

"Riight,well I'll be back in a a bit but if you want to come along shopping with me, I won't argue" He says as he starts walking down the hill.

What do I do?
[] keep following him
[] Call to see how Marcia's patrol is doing
[] Wander around new boston
[] Go to a hospital
[] commit some petty crimes
[] stop some petty crimes
[] Look for other supers 1d20
[] Go to smiles tower
[] stay at bunker
[] visit the rag tags
[] write in

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>41612219
>[] Look for other supers 1d20

>>41612219
>[] Wander around new boston

>>41612219
[] Call to see how Marcia's patrol is doing
[] Go to a hospital

>>41612219
>[] listen to the radio to hear the news.
>[] Go to a hospital

>>41612253
Seconded

>>41612219
>[] Wander around new boston

>>41612219
>[] Go to smiles tower

I watch him slowly disappear down the snow covered hill. I sigh and wrap my arms around myself, rubbing them to try and keep them a little warm as I start to walk back to new boston.

Don't know why, but I have a sudden urge to visit a hospital, maybe I could figure out better way of using my powers to mess with peoples bodies there, or maybe even figure out how to make that weird tube baby into an actual person, or you know, just mess around to stop myself from being to bored, anything works.

And if I don't find anything there I can just wander around for a few hours, to get out of the bunker for once. But before I do any of that, I need to make sure that Marcia isn't any sort of trouble.

I pull my phone out of my pocket and click my contacts, I scroll down, looking for the picture of Amazonia standing proud in her gym wear. I click it.

I hear a loud blaring alarm noise, that causes me to jump slightly.

"Emily?" I hear her say from the speakers of my phone "what do you need, you in trouble or something?"

"No I just wanted to hear how you were doing out there?" I say as I try not to fall flat on my face as I take a short cut down the side of the snow covered hill to the highway

"Oh.... uh, well" She says sounding a bit disappointed as I hear a man screaming angrily in the back ground "I just caught some scumbag breathing fire in a liquor store for some god awful reason, got some free drinks out of it though, so that's something, why you want to do some good deeds?"

"Maybe later" I say as I rub my arms some more "Doing something else right now....HEY TAXI"

I hear Marcia laugh as I try and chase down the bright yellow cab.
...

I sigh as I leave the warm confines of the cab, tossing a few bucks at the driver as the cold frigid air washes back over me as I step out in front of the ... Captain Amazo memorial hospital, ugh goddamit.
cont

>>41612219
>[] Go to smiles' tower

>>41612532

What do I do?
[] try to find a way to sneak in 1d20
[] use my powers (suggestions: making yourself look or actually be beat up, float to the top of the hospital, warm yourself up, make myself look like someone else)
[] walk in and try to check in *what bullshit excuse do you use?*
[] wander around, angry at the dumb name of the hospital
[] Go look for trouble 1d20
[] write in

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>41612562
>[] try to find a way to sneak in 1d20

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>41612562
>[] Go look for trouble 1d20

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>41612562
[] Go look for trouble 1d20
WArm self up

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>41612562
>[] use my powers (suggestions: making yourself look or actually be beat up, float to the top of the hospital, warm yourself up, make myself look like someone else)
>[] try to find a way to sneak in 1d20
>wait for doctor or nurse to take a smoke break
>put them to sleep them, stuff them in a closet and take their shape.

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>41612562
>[] try to find a way to sneak in 1d20

>>41612562
[] use my powers (suggestions: making yourself look or actually be beat up, float to the top of the hospital, warm yourself up, make myself look like someone else)
Don't suppose we could make ourselves look like [INSERT RELIGIOUS FIGURE HERE], float in through one of the windows of the building and then walk around the hospital healing people.

>>41612532
>Captain Amazo
You named it after that /tg/ story time thing didn't you?

>>41612562
>[] walk in and try to check in *what bullshit excuse do you use?*
Ask to purchase fetuses in bulk.

>>41612782
Good idea. We should hit up the abortion clinic for those.

>>41612622
Only if its Muhammad.

Now how am I going to get in there without anyone noticing? I mean I can't just waltz into a hospital can I? and I know I can't start snooping around and using the patients as tests subjects or start digging through files and reports trying to find something that I don't know what I'd even be looking for in there.

I sigh and shake my head, can't really think anyway to just sneak in there off the top of my head, that wouldn't cause a scene,

I sigh and sit down on the steps outside of it, as an ambulance drives by, it's siren blaring.

What do I do?
[] keep thinking 1d20
[] just walk in, fuck it
[] follow the ambulance
[] use my powers (suggestions turn invisible, rip open a wall, float up, make yourself look like you need medical attention, fake an earthquake around the hospital*
[] look for trouble 1d20
[] cause some trouble *how*
[] call Morty or Marcy
[] write in

>>41612871
Whatever tickles you

>>41612844
We want intact fetuses not some drug addicts booze baby

>>41612879
>[] use my powers
>redirect light around us and then float up to the roof

>>41612879
>>41612915
might as well

>>41612879
>[] use my powers
Go invisible, maybe change our clothes into a nurse's uniform in case we want to go visible again

>>41612879
>[] use my powers
>go invisible and follow a visitor.

Oh wait, I don't need to look for a way in do I? I mean I have near limitless powers so why do I need to sneak in? then again it'd be easier for me if I did try and be discrete. I tilt my head as I plan form in my head, an almost insultingly simple plan.

I touch my forehead with my pointer finger, trying to bend light around myself to turn invisib or just to turn invisible. either works.

a cold chill runs down my hands, to my neck and to my feet as I shiver as I suddenly can't see myself anymore. I smile and stand up, and walk up the steps.

I wait for someone to open a door, andI don't have to wait long for a man in scrubs to walk out, digging through his pockets, llooking nervous.

I quickly slide in and look around to make sure no one sees me. Okay seems to be working,

What do I do?
[] steal some files 1d20
[] use my powers *Suggestions, warp some poor saps, starts messing with peoples bodies in small ways, heal a few patients, flicker the lights, absorb all the warmth inside myself, block the door*
[] Go to a surgery room
[] Go to intensive care
[] go to Ultra victims wing
[] Go to the cafeteria
[] Steal some pain killers or other drugs 1d20
[] mess with the nurses or doctors
[] leave and do something else *What?*
[] write in

>>41613220
>[] Go to intensive care

>>41613220
>[] Go to intensive care

>>41613220
>[] use my powers heal a few patients,
>[] Go to intensive care

>>41613220
>[] Go to intensive care

>>41613220
>[x] heal a few patients
>[x] Go to intensive care

>>41613220
>[] Go to intensive care
Diagnose everybody with Lupus.

>>41613220
>Make ourselves just BARELY visible, but intangible, so we appear to be a ghost who's barely there
>Go to intensive care

>>41613220
>>41613262
>adding
>[] use my powers heal a few patients,

>>41613220
>[] get nurse or orderly uniform.
>[] Go to intensive care
>heal a few patients

>>41613220
>[] find some hottie to give a stealth blowjob.

>>41613319 (you)
Changing vote to this: >>41613335

>>41613428
Fuck off cunt.

>>41613357
Adding
>be ghostly looking
>find a coma patient and try to 'fix' them to understand the mind better.

Now what do I do here? I mean I'm basically have as much control here as a child has with lego blocks, so what do I do? I mean I could turn all the doctors into cats or cat men, I could fuse their fingers together and so many other things like that.

But that would just get someone killed, and I really don't want to cause that for just a few giggles.

what can I do here? why is it so hard to decide? I mean I could make this place look live a fever dream, and let I just don't feel like it now that I'm here.

Maybe I could actually help some people, I mean it's not like anyone will know and if some does, it's not like I'm costume or have much of a reputation anyways, or at all.

And I know the best place to do so.
I turn and look around the beige walls, with crude crayon drawings all over them and ah there it is right next to the gift shop. intensive care.

I smile and walk down it, as a doctor walks by, looking far too..handsome to be an actual doctor, looks more like an actor...or the other kind of actor.

I shrug and ignore him, no use in getting distracted by something random like that now, I have people to give better lives.

I avoid walking into nurses, and stepping on visiting family members feet, until I get to the intensive care ward of this place.

A kind of dread falls over me as the air almost seems to fall silent, everything is too clean, too crisp...makes me feel almost sick myself.

I crack my knuckles, time to get to work.

I walk down the halls, hearing a weak cough and restrained whimper. I turn and look through the door way to see a little boy laying on a bed, his eyes having a dying look in them as a women I assume is his mother tries to keep her calm.

I walk in and crouch down to see the note pad on the side.

Billy jamesome
.........
Lung cancer? Oh now that just isn't fair.

He's just a little boy it, it isn't fair at all. I walk over to the bed side as the boy tries to smile for his mother, as I look down at him, but no one knows it.

cont

>>41613608
Now comes the hard part, hoe exactly do I decancera pair of lungs.

I tilt my head, trying to think some way I could stop this little tragedy

what do I do?
[] try to clean his lungs without doing anything 1d20
[] find a "fresh" set of them and switch them out
[] Rip them out and try to clean them before he dies horribly 1d20
[] try something else
[] find someoneelse to help
[] leave
[] write in

>>41613663
[] find someone else to help

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>41613663
>[] try to clean his lungs without doing anything 1d20

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>41613663
>[] try to clean his lungs without doing anything 1d20
Sorry Billy, but you'er our first stepping stone

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>41613663
>[] try to clean his lungs without doing anything 1d20

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>41613663
>[] try to clean his lungs without doing anything 1d20
So if we fail, it won't be absolutely traumatizing

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>41613663
>[] try to clean his lungs without doing anything 1d20
If he seems to look better, change from being invisible to simply translucent for a split second before going back.

>>41613663
>[] find a "fresh" set of them and switch them out

>>41613731
R.I.P. Billy.

>>41613731
the fifth. one. fuck you.

We need a calling card or something too for our shenanigans, like give them a lock of purple hair or something after we heal them

this way we build up fame easier over time

>>41613731
Fuck you asshole.

>>41613731
You just killed him.

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>>41613731 (you)
...what have I done

>>41613731
At least we can be a criminal now.

>>41613816
Fuck off.

>>41613741
Let's be honest, he was probably gonna die even if we didn't try and help him.

Well I could just clean his lungs out without doing some overly horrific to him or someone else. I save a life and don't have to screw with another, every one wins, well except of course for fate.

I gently place my hands on his chest and close my eyes as I try to figure out how to clean a lung, I mean I'm not a doctor and I really don't know how cancer works all to well and I don't want to pop it

*Pop*

Pop, like a balloon right next to my balloons popping, except far wetter and meatier. I stand their, my hands shaking as every part of goes cold and numb, as I proces what I just did. Pop...of course the one time...pop

I lift my hands, taking a step back as the boy starts to raggedly breath, or attempt to, as splotches of what was his lungs flow past his lips.

I clutch my stomach, standing there, not knowing what the hell I'm supposed to do.

I killed him

I killed him

I killed him...

what do I do?
[] Run out of the hospital 1d20
[] Leave and try to help someone else
[] try to fix this 1d20
[] huddle in the corner
[] find a replacement pair of lungs for him 1d20
[] write in

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>41613966
>[] try to fix this 1d20
Just give him a new one

>>41613966
>[] Leave and try to help someone else
Uh, okay. Maybe we can like... make up for that little mistake by saving someone else

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>41613966
>[] try to fix this 1d20

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>41613966
>[] try to fix this 1d20

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>41613966
>[] try to fix this 1d20
Well, we got at least a few second before the lack of oxygen kills him. Just put the lungs back together likethey used to be.

>>41614017
>Not trying to save the kid
Shitty anon confirmed!

>>41613966
>[] try to fix this 1d20
I pray to all powerful Atheismo

>>41613966
>[] try to fix this 1d20
Give him robo-lungs.

>>41613966
>[] try to fix this 1d20

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>41613966
>[] try to fix this 1d20

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>41614049
I am sorry, I forgot my dice

>>41613496
Bet you wish we just sucked that hot doctors cock now.

>>41614204
Not really, no.

NO!! goddammit I am not going to be the one to take this boy away from his mother just because a stray thought of mine made his lungs pop like a balloon, reality obeys me, I can fix this I know I can, and besides, it's not like I can make this any worse than I already have.

I step back up, and take a dee breath as I place my hands back on his quivering and shaking chest as his eyes start to fade and go blank, his mother shrieks in terror and runs out of the room screaming for a doctor as I focus as I can on what's left of his lungs.

I turned a man into a tree, I made myself glow, I turned a street into lava, I turned myself halfway into a snake. I can fix a pair of broken lungs.

*gaaaaasp*

the boy gasps, the bloody chunks of flesh crawling back into his mouth as hit eyes light up and he starts breathing again, sounding better than he did before I decided to try and help him

I smile
and he looks at me, smiling back before he looks confused for a moment.

And that's the cue I need to get out of here.

I step out of the door and nearly into a nurse with red hair.

"where's the lady?" The boy asks weakly "she was just here, the lady with purple eyes, she...she did something"

and that's definitely my cue I need to get the fuck out of here

"Lady, what Lady, the only one in here was your mother" the nurse says, sounding utterly confused as she looks back, looking right through me

what do I do?
[] Use my powers
[] stop being invisible
[] leave the hospital
[] say something
[] find someone else to "help'
[] walk away, then call Marcia and Moriarty
[] write in

>>41614234
So you would rather murder a child than deep throat a sexy dick?

Fag.

>>41614293
>[] find someone else to "help'

>>41614293
>[] find someone else to "help'
>>41614312
Fuck off troll.

>>41614293
>Become ever so faintly visible, like a ghost, and untouchable
>[] find someone else to "help'
>>41614312
child didnt die troll, fuck off

>>41614293
>[] find someone else to "help'
Something simpler this time, maybe just someone with something broken.

>>41614293
>[] Use my powers
Give him a tattoo.

>>41614293
>[] find someone else to "help'
Lets just grow a few amputated limbs. Or heal some scars of any kind.

>>41614293
>[] find someone else to "help'
Maybe start a bit smaller this time.

Lets copy the notes on this kid see what kind of lungs we gave him.

>>41614293
>Become ever so faintly visible, like a ghost, and untouchable, make our form blurry, enough to tell that we're female, but not enough to make out any facial features
>[] find someone else to "help'

>>41614415
I like it, backing

>>41614344
>>41614415
We don't want to become faintly visible while working, superpowers are common enough here that people will figure us out.

>>41614443
>>41614415
I'm Honestly against it too. If we want to try to be a spooky helpful ghost lady, we should really do it at night.

>>41614482
hmm good point. changing
>>41614439
to
>[] find someone else to "help'

>>41614482
We shouldn't do it at fucking all.

>>41614503
Why not? Even if they figure out its a super, they wont know its us, we're untouchable, and we're doing good anyway.

>>41614443
>>41614482
I agree with it, since if we were ghostly, we would not have been able to fix the boy after fucking up.

>>41614528
>we're doing good anyway.
Fastest way to get ganked.

>>41614528
We're invisible, Not fucking invincible.

>>41614528
>Even if they figure out its a super, they wont know its us
But they will call security because someone is sneaking around in a hospital who clearly shouldn't.

>>41614557
We can pretty much make ourself invincible on command, just temporarily become intangible
>>41614565
yeah sure, because a hospital would absolutely kick out somebody curing incurable diseases

>>41614645
>because a hospital would absolutely kick out somebody curing incurable diseases
A person who seas us lurking around won't know at a glance what we are doing here.
They just see someone sneaking in a hospital and to the sensible thing and call security, they won't wait around to see what we do.

And let, when I turn to walk away, my feet drag me deep into the hospital, as the hustle bustle and confused gossip behind me turn to whispers, as my feet continue to pull me further into the depths of this place. Why? I should be running, I just nearly killed someone, so why am I still here?

Guilt maybe? I mean nearly killing him was worse than he was already, so maybe if I help someone else leaving the reaper a prank call would make me feel less, disgusted and sick?

Well it's a hope, but if not, I can always just lose my breakfast somewhere.

I turn the corner,, and hear a beeping noise coming from an open door right next to me. as well as as what sounds like...some comedian cracking jokes. I peek in and see a young women covered in bandages, they look fresh.

I step in and walk up to her to try and see what happened. she has a pin on her chest with the words "Ultra infused attack survivor"

And then I realize why she's covered in bandages, she's burned, everywhere, with a pained sad look in her eyes as she stares at the ceiling, slowly breathing in from the mask on her face.

what do I do?
[] leave the hospital
[] call Marcia, ask if any innocents got burnt
[] Find someone else to help
[] try to repair her skin 1d20
[] "find" some skin
[] Create a new skin 1d20
[] make something else her skin 1d20
[] write in

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>41614680
>[] try to repair her skin 1d20

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>41614645
>yeah sure, because a hospital would absolutely kick out somebody curing incurable diseases
They would actually, Less money for them.
>>41614680
[] try to repair her skin 1d20

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>41614680
>[] try to repair her skin 1d20

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>41614680
>[] try to repair her skin 1d20

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>41614680
>[] try to repair her skin 1d20

>>41614724
Nice

>>41614724
You're a good person anon

>>41614724
Better than new. Soft, unblemished skin.

>>41614724
FUCK YEAH!

>>41614680
Guys, I figured out our name.


Cheshire.

Unfathomable, impossible, capable of manipulating the world and herself in ways that are difficult to look at, fading in and out as she sees fit, and almost definitely insane by normal people's standards, but perfectly sane by the reality she lives in.

>>41614913
>Guys, I figured out our name.
>Cheshire.
Apparently already trademarked in-setting.

>>41614645
>yeah sure, because a hospital would absolutely kick out somebody curing incurable diseases

Is capitalism that hard to understand?

>>41614913
No thanks.

>>41614926
>Cheshire ever listening to the law.

>>41614913
Works for me so long as nobody else has it

>>41614946
It's in badtaste to use an already trademarked name.

>>41614926
If they can't evaporate, teleport, or do impossible things, they're a shitty Cheshire.

How about instead of Cheshire.... Wonderland. As in the entire place.

Hmm, maybe she was attacked by that mad bastard that Amazonia beat the crap out of for trying to burn a liquor store. Then again, maybe another mad super decide to torch her, doesn't really matter.

All that really does is that ultra ruined her life, and now the god of the stuff is going to fix her right up, with a smile on my face, besides, skin is much easier than some cancer filed lungs anyways, and I can't really mess her up anymore than she already is.

I walk over to her and look in her eyes, brushing a bit of her hair out of her eyes, causing her to flinch as the comedians makes a joke about big girls.

she shifts slightly, before she's groans in pain. I touch my finger to a bit of her charred skin as she squirms as bit.. Her eyes shoot open and she opens her mouth to scream in pain before the color slowly returns to her skin, the charred flesh slowly changing from grey to pale white, like a painter throwing paint over a covered canvas.

She stares as I watch the remains of her face and hair come back, her long blond hair hanging through and past her bandages down her shoulders as she gasps in pain.

I lift my finger from her arm as she grabs it, and smiles...happier than I've ever seen someone smile. I smirk ans she hugs herself, tearing off her badanges as her heart rate get a bit higher.

She laughs happily and sits up smiling as she grabs this little remote with one button and presses it. a small bell rings out as I turn down the hall way and see a tired looking doctor running down the hall, panting.

Oh if only he knew

what do I do?
[] Leave the hospital and do something else
[] Call marcia or Morty
[] Find someone else to help
[] use my powers
[] write in

>>41614926
that was shifter wasn't it? don't remember ever using the name

https://youtu.be/2ueZo5i6GPg also

>>41614946
Well its kinda lame if everyone thinks you cribbed the name from some fictional character.

Especially since it sends kind of the wrong message.

In case you don't know, the joke here was that HM said his other two quests and this one are existing fiction in the respective other setting, and the protag of one of these quests is nicknamed cheshire cat.

>>41614976
That...isn't bad.
>Let her see your smile before the doctor shows up.
>Find one more person to help.

>>41614978
>Let her see your smile before the doctor shows up.
>Find one more person to help.

>>41614913
It really doesn't fit us, We aren't a ghost/stealth style character.
>>41614978
>[] Call marcia

>>41614978
>Let her see your smile before the doctor shows up.
>Find one more person to help.

>>41614976
>Wonderland. As in the entire place.
Thats a neat idea actually.

>>41614978
>[] Call marcia
Lets find out if we screwed up or not healing the girl.

>>41614978

[] Leave the hospital and do something else
Come back another day cant be too obvious

>>41614987
AH
damn I'm an idiot some times, clever

>>41614976
Huh, like it.
>>41614978
>Let her see your smile before the doctor shows up.
>Find one more person to help.

>>41614987
Hm... You make a good point, Anon.

>>41614976
Works for me, kinda fits the whole "Welcome to my world motherfucker! Shit's about to get crazy!" Thing we have going on.
>>41614978
>Let her see your smile before the doctor shows up.
>Find one more person to help.

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>>41615101
>"Welcome to my world motherfucker! Shit's about to get crazy!"


Are you old enough to be here?

>>41614976
I'm cool with Wonderland. Perfect name for the character.

>>41615122
I'm not sure I understand what you're getting at, we turned the floor into lava, things tend to get a little nuts around us

>>41615101
....Uh dude really?

>>41615143
I'm not really sure what his problem is either, certainly wasn't the most juvenile thing that has been posted in this quest.

>>41615143
Seems like something a thirteen year old would come up with.

>>41615122
>>41615152
Did I accidentally make a reference or something? Or does that just seem to OOC.

>>41615173
I...don't see how, we have the power to make reality do what we want, pretty much anyone who gets within a certain range of us IS in "our world" because we can manipulate it as we see fit. In any case there's certainly been way more juvenile shit posted in this quest then THAT.

>>41615101
It's ok anon we all make mistakes.

>>41615183
Seems a little immature and OOC man.....

>>41615172
>juvenile
There is a difference between twenty somethings being childish and then there is stuff created by a preteen.

I would bet money that was made by a preteen.

The doctor rushes into the room, nearly running into me again and a table between us. I hear him shout in surprise and fall over as the girl continues to laugh and laugh. the doctor stumbles on his words and I hear him say "S..stay here I need to get someone"

and with that he stumbles out of the room, barely missing me as I peer into the room, and run my hand across my face, letting the girls see my smile. Her eyes go wide with surprise and she opens her mouth, and then faints, I giggle as I wipe my mouth away back into invisibility once again.

Ah, well hopefully she'll think it was a fever dream, now, to find one last patient because two is just a weird number to leave by besides three is a magic number so hopefully they'll think it was a wizard with free time or some other super having a bit of fun doing this.

but I better do this fast, before they all catch on and I get caught, and probably arrested knowing today's society.

I walk down the hall towards the exit, and here a groan of annoyance. I turn and see an old man, wearing a tattered war uniform, and...a bone stick out of his leg, almost entirely.

And why not round it off with some child's play.

I walk into the room and the man stares up, and sneezes, wiping his nose as he looks back down. And he nearly have me a heartattack


What do I do?
[] try and fix the bone 1d20
[] Get him a new bone
[] replace the bone with something else 1d20
[] get him a new leg 1d20
[] find some one else
[] leave
[] write in

>>41615228
>Seems a little immature and OOC man.....
We played a literal game of "the floor is lava".

>>41615244
I have no idea why his words made you so upset.

>>41615228
>>41615244
You realize I wasn't implying we would actually say that, right? Also, the character is what, sixteen? And a NEET? I was just using that phrase to represent my point, which is that we can literally make reality do what we want. This kinda is "Our world" in the sense that we can pretty much tell it what to do.

>>41615220
I did not follow the agree restrictions either, hell I still don't bother putting my correct age in the age gates. Don't worry we all did it.

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>41615260
>[] try and fix the bone 1d20

>>41615266
>upset
It was second hand embarrassment.

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>41615260
>[] try and fix the bone 1d20

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>41615260
>[] try and fix the bone 1d20

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>41615260
>[] replace the bone with something else 1d20
>give him wolverine style bones

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>41615260
[] try and fix the bone 1d20

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>41615260
>[] get him a new leg 1d20
Cyber-leg.

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>41615260
>[] try and fix the bone 1d20

>>41615302
>Second hand embaressment
You're in a quest about a neet who make reality do what she tells it, written by a person who is also running a quest where a vampire catgirl witch souleater goes on assasin jobs, and a magical girl quest.
If THAT was second hand embarrassment worthy, you're doing it wrong.

>>41615345
goddamn we are on a ROLL

>>41615368
>you're doing it wrong.
Stop telling me how to read quests.

>>41615368
>goddamn we are on a ROLL
Sadly the sixth roll, but I'm glad this quest doesn't seem to be blessed with the same dice luck as his other two were this week.

>>41615425
Doesn't HM use all crits? Or is it just ones he uses, In which case that's kinda shitty.

>>41615421
I kinda agree with
>>41615368
that was a bit of an overreaction, there's been way stupider shit on here in the past. that was pretty standard fare.

>>41615448
Best of five. For the millionth fucking time. But if a crit is rolled when no dice are called for he'll still use it.

>>41615448
>Doesn't HM use all crits?
If they are within the first 5 rolls. You confuse it with using crits when no roll option has a majority.

Unless there was already a 20 within the first five, then a sixth roll twenty also counts. Because of reasons that shall not be elaborated.

>>41615473
He has used the 6th if it crits.

But just to be sure he isn't seeing me. I slowly wave my hand in front of his face, he scratches his nose, looking bored waiting for a doctor or nurse to cart him to get his bone set back in place.

I stare him in the eyes, and lean close enough to give him a kiss.

He doesn't budge.. I shrug and crouch down, putting my hand on the bone, still covered in blood.

Fix yourself

The bone slowly creaks back into place, little strands of white shooting out to connect it with the other part of it as the man looks down and smirks slightly before frowning again. the flesh grows over the bone as it connects, followed by the skin.

I pull away and the skin finishes it's work, leaving a small scar as the man stands up to test his legs, shrugs, grabs his hat, and walks past me, brushing against me

I freeze, and he turns back, shrugs and walks away. I let out my breath and follow him out as he calmly walks back to the lobby and outside, buttoning his coat up as he walks away.

I slip out before the door closes, and run to an empty alleyway, turning myself back to normal with a sigh, and a smile

So I can do good with this. nice to know

I walk down the street, with a spring in my step
I feel like I have a bit more control of my powers now
What do I do?
[] Go back to the bunker
[] wander around
[] Call marcia, see fi she's done patrolling
[] call morty, see if he's done shopping
[] cause some trouble
[] look for another super 1d20
[] Go shopping or get something to eat
[] commit some crime
[] write in

Choose 1 power upgrade
Reality warping
[] Healer *Your dabbling in healing others has led you to the ability to heal most minor wounds with a little effort, and you can attempt to fix greater wounds with a roll*
[] druid *You know plants well enough to cause them to sprout and grow with minimal effort, however they do not have to be Normal plants*
[] construct *able to create simple objects*

>>41615609
>He has used the 6th if it crits.
Only if one of the others was also a 20

>>41615618
>[] Call marcia, see fi she's done patrolling
>[] Healer *Your dabbling in healing others has led you to the ability to heal most minor wounds with a little effort, and you can attempt to fix greater wounds with a roll*

>>41615618
>Go back and warp the wall of the hospital to say 'Wonderland Wuz Heer'
>Healer

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>41615618
>[] Healer *Your dabbling in healing others has led you to the ability to heal most minor wounds with a little effort, and you can attempt to fix greater wounds with a roll*
>[] look for another super 1d20

>>41615618
>[] call morty, see if he's done shopping

>[] Healer

>>41615618
[] Call marcia, see fi she's done patrolling
[] call morty, see if he's done shopping
[] Healer *Your dabbling in healing others has led you to the ability to heal most minor wounds with a little effort, and you can attempt to fix greater wounds with a roll*

>>41615618
>[] Call marcia, see fi she's done patrolling
>[] call morty, see if he's done shopping
>[] Go back to the bunker

>[] Healer *Your dabbling in healing others has led you to the ability to heal most minor wounds with a little effort, and you can attempt to fix greater wounds with a roll*

>>41615618
>[] Call marcia, see fi she's done patrolling
>[] Healer *Your dabbling in healing others has led you to the ability to heal most minor wounds with a little effort, and you can attempt to fix greater wounds with a roll*

>>41615618
>[] Call marcia, see fi she's done patrolling
>[] call morty, see if he's done shopping
>[] Healer *Your dabbling in healing others has led you to the ability to heal most minor wounds with a little effort, and you can attempt to fix greater wounds with a roll*

>Tell them you decided to call yourself Wonderland

>>41615618
>[] construct *able to create simple objects*
>[] commit some crime

Rob something related to our mom that isn't a bank.

You know, I should see if the others are done doing what they were doing, maybe we can...do something together? I'm not really used to doing things like that with other people, at all. I shrug, eh I'll figure that out later, but it would still be a good idea to check in on them, just to make sure I don't have to worry about them.

I pull my phone out of my pocket and call Marcia again.

"Oh hey Emily" she says the second her phone stops ringing "I'm going to guess you aren't in the need of saving?"

"Well maybe" I say smiling as I walk down the snow covered street "So you done patrolling for trouble and stuff?"

"Yeah, just finished up" She says laughing "You should've come, if only to see the faces of some of these punks I stopped from robbing this little store, you'd think they'd seen bigfoot or something"

"Heh, yeah that does sound kind of funny, well maybe I'll help out next time" I say smiling as I walk across the street, not really paying attention

"You should, I think you'd like helping people out for once" she says, before she hangs up

I smirk to myself, wonder what she'd say if she knew what I just did, hmm, well time to see how Morty is doing.

"Em what do you need?" He asks

"Just wondering how the gnome hunting's going" I say calmly as I stop for a moment.

"Oh well, just trying to find something i can grow inside until this damn cold stops" He laughs "So terribly if you were wondering, I'll be back in... an hour or two"

"Okay" I say nodding as I hang up.

I put my phone away and stick my hands in my pockets as I walk down the street, trying to not have anyone notice me

what do I do?
[] go back to bunker
[] commit a crime
[] look for a super 1d20
[] use my powers
[]go someplace I know *smiles tower, trainyard*
[] write in

>>41615924
>[] go back to bunker

>>41615924
>[] go back to bunker

>>41615924
[] go back to bunker

>>41615924
>Stop by to see Marcia

>>41615924
[] go back to bunker
Because i desperately want to clean it up. I can't stand to leave shit dirty or in poor condition. Think of how nice the bunker would look fully spruced up, and maybe even upgraded a little. Hell, we could paint the walls with murals if we want.

>>41615924
>[] take a quick look at smiles tower
>[] go back to bunker

>>41615924
>[] commit a crime
Rob a place.

I look around the snow covered side walks and all the people walking down them, all wrapped up in coats, scarves and warm looking hats. I probably should've worn more than this, but hey didn't expect to be out for long anyways. I feel myself shiver as my teeth clatter a bit as I see the mist of my breath rise up from my lips, tinted slightly purple.

Besides, I've already done plenty today, learned to use my powers a bit and helped a few people in the process of doing it, not bad, not bad.

I smile and walk down the side walk, humming to myself until I see a taxi slowly rolling down the street.. I smile wider and raise my hand into the air as I open my mouth to shout out to it.
...

"You sure you want to be dropped off here, ain't nothing out here?" The driver asks as I shove a handful of bills towards him, nodding as I step out of the car.

He shrugs and drives off down back to the city, leaving me to brush a few snow flakes off of my brown hair . I put my hands in my pockets, and walk up the hill to the the bunker, phasing through the metal door instead of bothering to walk through it.

I can hear the tv playing, and Marcia shouting in anger, about...something.

I walk down the hall and climb down the ladder.

I turn to see her laying on the couch, or rather, over the couch, her long black hair draping over and onto the ground as she glares at the tv.

what do I say?
[] So how'd it go?
[] What you watching?
[] Mind if we watch something else?
[] Hey...where'd you get a game console?
[] Marcia, want to see something weird? I mean something weird that's already here, not soemthing i'd do
[] How'd you get your powers anyways?
[] where's the drinks?
[] write in

>>41616282
>[] Marcia, want to see something weird? I mean something weird that's already here, not soemthing i'd do
>[] How'd you get your powers anyways?

>>41616282
>[] So how'd it go?
>[] What you watching?
>[] Hey...where'd you get a game console?

>>41616282
>[] So how'd it go?
>[] where's the drinks?

>>41616282
>[] So how'd it go?
>[] What you watching?
>[] Hey...where'd you get a game console?
>[] where's the drinks?

"So how'd it go" I ask as I look for some place to sit down on, before Marcia slowly sits up, giving me most of the couch, which I quickly lay down on as she keeps her hands on her lap

"The crime fighting?' She asks looking down at me "Well, it went well, no one got hurt when I was around at least, though the firebreather apparently went loco and tried to deep fry some poor girl, just kind of wish I could've been there to help her, you know?"

"Yeah, but what can you do?'" I say shrugging "Say what are you watching...wait Ultrabox? Where'd you get a game console?"

"Oh I asked my old roommates to send it to me, nice isn't it?" She asks smiling "Just being a bit of a bastard you know"

"Devil souls?' I ask

"Devil souls" She says grimly as she grabs her controller again, and starts trying to play it again, despite it being a bit, you know...too small.

"Where are the drinks?" I ask

"fridge' she says quickly, before cursing as a familiar tune plays

I smirk and walk over to the fridge, opening it up and looking at all she brought, back trying to decide if I want to try something new or not

What do I do?
[] Fuck it, I deserve to get drunk
[] want some too Marcy?
[] Did they give you the entire store?
[] Grab some water
[] get some milk
[] write in

>>41616586
>[] want some too Marcy?
>[] Did they give you the entire store?

>>41616586
Offer to temporarily make her a more "normal" size to make things easier

>>41616586
Make the controller her size. And also increase the durability of everything related to the game system.

>[] Write in
>"So, decided to practice on people at the hospital. Met this blonde girl who was burnt all to hell. Got all her skin back."

>>41616586
[] want some too Marcy?
[] Did they give you the entire store
>"So, decided to practice on people at the hospital. Met this blonde girl who was burnt all to hell. Got all her skin back."

>>41616586
>[] want some too Marcy?
>[] Did they give you the entire store?
>[] Grab some water

>>41616586
>[] Did they give you the entire store?
She unintentionally robbed them didn't she.

"Jesus, did they give you the entire store?" I ask I stare at the forest of bottles and cans before me.

"Seems like it doesn't it?" She grunts as that familiar tune plays again "Yeah, they gave me all I could carry, don't know why, guess they thought I was a sizeshifter or something"

"Maybe they were just generous" I say as I grab a bottle with a pink label, and the words, mild peach cider, Peachy, since 1896 "Oh do you want one?"

"Maybe later, when I'm not trying to play this game" she says sounding pretty mad as I walk back and sit down next to her

"Are you sure?" I ask as I erase the bottlecap from existence with my thumb "I can always get you one if you change mind, or you know, make the controller bigger or you smaller, make things easier"

"No no, don't worry, this is fine, don't need any help with this" She says gritting her teeth "but thanks anyways emily

"Oh don't mention it Marcy, I've helped a few of people today, and got to practice my powers as well, so two birds one stone" I say smiling as she turns and looks at me, a bit confused

"Wait when you say help people, do you mean help help, or "help"?" she asks sounding a bit worried "Because you did turn a man into a tree you keep on little table"

"Help help" I say "I mean I'm not evil, more chaotic really, and besides they needed help, they were in a hospital"

"Well, they could've gotten help there, but still good job" she say smiling warmly "knew you had your heart in the right place"

"Yeah there was this one girl there, who's was burnt to a crisp" I say as I take my first swing of my drink. Ooooh so sweet, I can barely stand it "So I thought, why not fix her up a bit"

"Un huh" Macia says as she tries desperately to hit the right buttons with her fingers.

"So I regrew her skin, she even got her hair back" I say smiling widely "I think she knew your Dragon guy, just a feeling though"

"Wait what?' she says as a familiar death cry and turn plays "Wait, you helped her?""
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