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The Supe Kitchen was going splendidly when you checked it out, you even got to mingle with a few up-and-comers. Most thought you were a shape-shifter, but you didn't feel the urge to correct them. Grandpa would be proud, the majority of the costumes there were either skintight or stylized with bright colors. RON updated you on the current situation with Supers, apparently another blast like yours hit worldwide. Super-anythings are commonplace now, and the PC term is AltHuman. Most AltHumans simply get a job that utilizes their skill, but a good portion are still heroes and villains.

You sit in the dressing room while the people in the seats murmur, every news outlet among them. You stare at yourself in the mirror while waiting for the clothes to get here. Your hair is standing up everywhere, like you got shocked or something, and you notice that instead of being brown it's a deep black. You chalk it up to some minor flaw from the Icebox and begin gelling it down.

A woman in some ridiculous glasses and a dress that looks like it shifts colors as she walks wheels in a rack filled with clothes. Most of them make you sick with their blinding Technicolor coats and saccharine neon ties. You finally manage to find some "vintage" suits and begin looking at them. Pretty standard assortment, though with a few odd patterns, until you find a parka nestled in the back with a note.

"Don't catch a chill Frosty -21"

Great.

>Light blue suit that gleams in the light with a white tie
>Normal grey suit with a red tie
>Blindingly white suit with a bowtie of the same color
>Normal red suit with a black tie
>Parka (can be worn over any option)
>Sunglasses (can be worn over any option)

>>44989329
>Normal red suit with a black tie
>Parka
>Sunglasses

>>44989329
>Normal red suit with a black tie
>Parka (can be worn over any option)
>Sunglasses (can be worn over any option)

>>44989329
>Normal red suit with a black tie
>Parka (can be worn over any option)
>Sunglasses (can be worn over any option)

>>44989378
>>44989397
>>44989405
Okay, writing. Sorry I was a bit late on the thread, had a huge earthquake so I had to check up on people.

>>44989329
>>Normal red suit with a black tie
>>Parka (can be worn over any option)
>>Sunglasses (can be worn over any option)

HYPE!

>>44989329
>>Light blue suit that gleams in the light with a white tie
>>Normal grey suit with a red tie
>>Sunglasses (can be worn over any option)
Blue suit, red tie, sunglasses.
Monochrome is for people who haven't repeatedly changed the world by accident.

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You put on the red suit and black tie, gotta have a power suit in place of power armor. It fits you perfectly and you give yourself a once-over in the mirror. Your body is a bit leaner than when you got out of stasis, you just haven't been as hungry. You take out a pill from the bottle on the desk and put it in your mouth, feeling the same dulling feeling you always do. Taking the dge off can't hurt.

>Stress reduced to: Coping

The screen in your room lights up and begins showing the podium on stage. Mulling it over in your head, you have an idea. You put on a pair of black sunglasses and the parka, hopefully this will work out. Fibin walks on stage and begins speaking.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this press conference today is not about an innovation, a car, robots, or even computers. This conference is about the innovators, the people who help make the impossible... possible. This company was founded by a man with vision beyond his time, at the age of 18 he built the basis for a business empire that stands to this day. Times may have changed, but that spark hasn't. The people who make things happen always had vision beyond their time. Nikola Tesla, Albert Einstein, Enrico Fermi, these are the people I speak of. 15 years ago, Mr. Cairn went missing and was never found. Today, we make history as, ladies and gentlemen, he is here today."

The crowd chuckles a bit but Fibin keeps a straight face. That's your cue.

>Choose up to 2

>Pyrotechnics
>Rise from the floor
>Kill the lights
>Fake snow

>Link music you would like to play

>>44989875
>>Rise from the floor
>>Fake snow
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pAgnJDJN4VA

>>44989875
>>Rise from the floor

>>44989875
>Just walk out with a burrito, act like nothing is abnormal. No big lightshow, no loud music, no fancy entrance. Just walk in with a burrito in hand, stare at people from the podium for a few moments, and take a bite and swallow it. Then say, "Sup?"

>>44989875
>Pyrotechnics
>Rise from the floor

>>44989875
>Pyrotechnics
>Rise from the floor

I'll go for Back in Black, sure.

>>44989941
>53 year old song
>>44990018
>23 year old meme
>>44990038
>>44990061
>>44990063
>>44990084
Back in Black, Rise and Pyro, got it. Writing.

>>44989875
Seconding >>44990061, except
>Pyrotechics
>Rising platform
>We're not there
>Walk in with food

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>>44990112
What's wrong with a little style?

>>44990112
>implying the meme wouldn't be stronger than ever
>implying there aren't people out there who identify as Trapped Skeletons
>implying it isn't its own subculture by now

>>44990126
Oh god, that'd be even better.

We can just say "Sorry I'm late."

>>44990126
>>44990157
Okay guys.

>Y
or
>N

>>44990183
>Y

>>44990183
>N

>>44990183
>Y
For the lulz.

>>44990183
>N

>>44990198
>>44990199
>>44990205
>>44990262
I'll say no for speed's sake.

>>44990183
Y

>>44990183
>Y

>>44990183
>Y
I mean, I did suggest it, but...

>>44990198
>>44990205
>>44990300
>>44990302
>>44990309
Well then, I'll do that.

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You hear fireworks going off everywhere, screaming into the sky, exploding in starbursts of scintillating scarlet and white. Accompanied by "Back in Black", you begin walking to catering and make a burrito. You put a bit of sour cream on it as a final touch right as you hear something from the stage.

"LLLLLLLLADIES AND GENTLEMEN, I PPRESENT TO YOU THE ONE AND ONLY THOOOOOMAAAAS CAAAAAAIRN!"

You can imagine the elevator raising up with you in it, that would've been cool, but this is funny to you. Martina's going to flip, it's going to be great. You hear the music stop and a collective silence issue from the crowd. Then you run out to the stage with the burrito in your hand.

"Sorry, I'm a bit late. This is the ribbon cutting right? Give or take a few years of course." The crowd gasps collectively and begins applauding. The press begin snapping pictures frantically. Even security is shocked.

Fibin glares at you as a cacophony of chatter erupts from the mob.

>Write-ins may be better than what I decide based on an option

>Explain what happened to you (any exclusions?)
>Make up some stuff about doing research in Antarctica or something
>Explain LITERALLY NOTHING
>Write-in

>>44990627

>Explain LITERALLY NOTHING

"Now i would love to explain but its a long story and i don't have visual aids to hand for five dimensional objects, so just trust me i am back."

>>44990627
>Explain LITERALLY NOTHING
Just mention that now that we're back, we're gonna revolutionize the SHIT out of technology once again - and that this time, we plan to stay.

>>44990627
>>Explain LITERALLY NOTHING
>"You remember that really big thing that happened a while ago? They're calling it the Pow Boom or something?"
>"Consider this my formal apology."
Then go on to explaining business strategy, what we think of the FUTURE (needs more chrome), and proving that we're us.

>>44990745
>>44990767
>>44990822
Okay then, I need you to roll 1d100 +20

>>44990822
This. Perhaps mention our initial foray into biotech.

Rolled 32 + 100 (1d100 + 100)

>>44990845
Ok, here we go

Rolled 98 + 20 (1d100 + 20)

>>44990845

Rolled 98 + 20 (1d100 + 20)

>>44990845
>>44990849
Yeah. Also vaguely describe our displeasure at how doctors still use staples and duct tape people back together.

Rolled 2 + 20 (1d100 + 20)

>>44990845

>>44990869
>>44990870
>>44990878
Fucking A. Wanna save one of those or not? Two is a little excessive.

>>44990869
>>44990870
>>44990878
I want to be surprised. I really do.

>>44990905
Of course.

>>44990878
>>44990870
>Double 118s
>One was me
So, can we rent out the front pages for ad space yet?

>>44990905
I vote yes.

>>44990905
Yeah

>>44990913
>>44990914
>>44990942
This is no longer coincidence. Writing and Lunch.

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"You remember that really big thing that happened a while ago? They're calling it the Pow Boom or something? Consider this my formal apology. Now I would love to explain but it's a long story and I don't have visual aids on hand for five dimensional objects, so just trust me, I am back. Now, on to the subject of some more recent leaps I've made in my absence. I was upset by the fact that the future isn't like Star Wars, so I made some cool medical technology that gets us one step closer. That's probably all I'm at liberty to discuss without being called crazy, but know this. I plan to stay this time."

The crowd starts clapping, then it raises into a roar of approval, then the flashes start as you smile. As Fibin starts calming people down to start asking questions, you hear a much louder clapping, this one slower. The sound echoes the entire stage and almost deafens you. A figure in a long black trenchcoat with a hoodie underneath steps out of the now deafened crowd.

"Huh, the dustball was right. Do you remember me?"

>"Boombox?"
>"You're the president of my fan club?"
>"The Mortician? No, wait, Menace? Oh, I think I have it, you're Shocker Khan right?"
>Write-in

>>44991488
>"Dad?"

>>44991488
>>"You're the president of my fan club?"
If we have a way of paging RON for our suit, now would be the time.

>>44991488
>"You're the president of my fan club?"

>>44991488
>>"You're the president of my fan club?"

>>44991636
You see, the problem with that plan is that you have not researched AARON.

>>44991636
>>44991661
Writing.

>>44991488
>"You're the president of my fan club?"

>>44991699
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dd7FixvoKBw

>>44991738
>"Where is AARON?"
>"No AARON?"

>>44991488
>"Boombox?
how are yer nuts feelin' buddy?

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"You're the president of my fan club?" He pulls off the hood and looks really angry, but not recognizable in any way. Shaved head, loud voice, Soprano tone...

"I used to be called Boombox before I learned what I can do. You can call me-" He's gone, where did he go, did he teleport? You saw another guy do that a long time ago. All of a sudden a pain comes from the back of your neck and you are raised into the air. "-Glitch Hop."

The crowd begins running and Fibin is nowhere to be seen, as adrenaline pumps through you, some things stand out. There are a few people who run out with backpacks and bags, then turn left or right instead of running. Your mind races and your only conclusion is that they're Supers. If you can stall, they may be able to help you."

>Combat Engaged. Only one can be chosen unless Reflex is used.
>Reflex: 2/2

>Kick backwards to hit him in the groin.
>Try to injure his hands
>Try to twist out of his grip
>Pull the screwdriver from your pocket and stab his hand
>Write-in

>>44992001

>Pull the screwdriver from your pocket and stab his hand

>>44992001
>Kick backwards to hit him in the groin.

>>44992001
>Pull the screwdriver from your pocket and stab his hand

>>44992001
>>Write-in
Pull the screwdriver out, but go for the neck. Fuck this guy and the white horse he failed to come in on.

>>44992125
lets not murder a guy in full view of thousands of people

So question: wheres the normal vial of nanobots we used to carry around with us?

>>44992156
you mean the exact thing he is trying to do to us?

>>44992183
Confiscated by the FSA probably, not in your bag when you got it.

>>44992125
He's holding you at arm's length from behind.

>>44992039
>>44992053
Roll me 1d100

>>44992191
he is a villian while we are a kinda sorta hero you don;t see batman stabbing people with screwdrivers

>>44992156
Not murder. Justifiable homocide.

Rolled 24 (1d100)

>>44992230
i got a 98 last time

Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>44992230

Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>44992230

>>44992257
>>44992262
>>44992271
Writing.

>>44992243
The Bat Family and tools have a poor history.

>>44992304
wasn't it only crowbars and explosives?

>>44992363
I was referencing crowbars.

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You slip your right hand into your pocket and grab the small screwdriver you carry around. Normally this would be for tinkering, but this works too. You twist your arm around and stab Glitch Hop's hand with the tool. He screams in pain, and as your eardrums feel close to bursting, he drops you.

You fall to your knees and hands but quickly roll to the side to avoid a concussive punch from Glitch Hop. His fist leaves a hole in the stage where your head was as you flip onto your feet about five feet away. His right hand bleeds from a hole in his palm as he begins vibrating subtly.

He's moving slowly, you could maybe throw him to buy time. You raise your eyes in the eons between movements to see a large light hanging on a bar over Glitch Hop. If you could hit it just right with something heavy... Your eyes wander to a firework platform that was obviously meant for after the conference.

>Reflex: 2/2

>Try to get to the fireworks
>Try to escape Glitch Hop
>Prepare to dodge
>Try to startle Glitch Hop by throwing him, he wasn't expecting you to fight back
>Write-in

>>44992558
>Try to startle Glitch Hop by throwing him, he wasn't expecting you to fight back
and the trow him into the fireworks vibration equals friction wich equals heat

>>44992618
Second.

>>44992558
>>44992618
This pretty much

>>44992558
>>44992618
this

>>44992618
>>44992643
>>44992647
>>44992653
Roll me 1d100+-10

Rolled 33 - 10 (1d100 - 10)

>>44992730

Rolled 90 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>44992730

>>44992730

Rolled 8 - 10 (1d100 - 10)

>>44992730
EAT IT, BITCH

Rolled 59, 67, 38 + 20 = 184 (3d100 + 20)

>>44992798
>>44992784
>>44992752
Okay, that was okay. Checking and writing.

>>44992798
Never roll in my threads again unless you have successes to contribute

Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>44992730

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You run at Glitch Hop and begin to form the Judo stance you used to throw all those other criminals before. He just stands still as you grab him by the shoulder and hand and throw him at the fireworks. Your aim is true and the fireworks go off spectacularly. He must be out cold or dead by now.

"How cute, the dead man walking did some training while he was gone. Ever hear of a trap?" The voice comes from above you and you see Glitch Hop on the lights. He smiles and lets go, dropping to his feet in front of you.

Taking the opportunity, you go for a punch, but it connects only with air. Suddenly your face is on fire and the ground leaves you. You go spiralling towards the wall, sure you are going to impact it, then a fist crashes into your back launching you towards the ceiling. Certain of death, you close your eyes, but another fist impacts your head from above and you fly straight down at the floor. You are caught by your suit at the last minute by Glitch Hop. You are remarkably intact, if bruised and bloodied. You feel broken bones, but you should have been powder by now.

"Any last words before I turn you inside out?"

>Reflex: 2/2
>Status: Battered (You are nearly out of the fight, time for that heroic comeback. -10 to all actions, but critical success range is extended by 5.)

>Slip out of your coat
>Try to call on actual magic (may go horribly wrong, like more horribly than normal.)
>Change the rune on your antimagic grenade to make an explosive grenade
>Throw the antimagic grenade
>Try to escape
>Write-in

>>44993200
Reflex.
Slip out of the coat and antimagic grenade him - something tells me he's cheating.

>>44993200
>Try to call on actual magic (may go horribly wrong, like more horribly than normal.)

Some kind of protection spell, then keep the anti magic grenade prepped for use if we fuck up.

>>44993200
>Reflex: 2/2
>Slip out of your coat
>Throw the antimagic grenade

>>44993200
>Slip out of your coat
>Throw the antimagic grenade
Reflex

>>44993200
Reflex
>Slip out of your coat
>Throw the antimagic grenade

Rolled 8 (1d10)

>>44993266
>>44993286
>>44993298
>>44993350
Okay, roll 1d100+-10

Rolled 30 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>44993414

Rolled 84 - 10 (1d100 - 10)

>>44993414

Rolled 81 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>44993414

Rolled 11 - 10 (1d100 - 10)

>>44993414
Hail Satan.

Rolled 73 - 10 (1d100 - 10)

>>44993414

>>44993449
>>44993452
>>44993459
Pretty good. Writing.

>>44993414
I am willing to pull out the previous crit for this, if absolutely necessary.

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The world begins to slow and you realize something. The last time you saw Boombox, you cut off his kneecap then he was summoned somewhere else. Maybe this isn't just him getting better, maybe he's cheating. You quickly slip out of your coat and kick up your leg, sending your antimagic battery flying out of your pocket. Your hand speeds up to match your thoughts and you grab it out of the air while turning mid-drop. You quickly kick your other leg out, causing you immense pain as you cartwheel away from Glitch Hop. Then you throw the battery.

Sure enough, the rune lights up to show magic is in the area, then the light spreads to the rune for "Negate". The device explodes in a flash of purple and Glitch Hop screams as his knee begins bleeding. He falls to the ground grabbing his groin and spasming on the floor. He begins to vibrate again, multiple outlines of him shifting on his body, then he is standing up. He stands on one leg instead of two, the other drags limply behind him.

"I don't need that goon's shit to kill you!" The stage begins shaking as he begins breathing in.

>Reflex: 1/2

>Get to cover
>Try to throw him one last time
>Try to stall for time
>Write-in

>>44993826
get to cover

>>44993826
>Get to cover

I don't like it

>>44993826
>Get to cover

>>44993826
>Get to cover

And keep your mouth open, pressure differences can be canceled out so your eardrums dont blow.

>>44993871
>>44993895
>>44993902
>>44993966
Roll me 1d100 flat.

Rolled 72 (1d100)

>>44994075

Rolled 17 (1d100)

>>44994075

Rolled 41 (1d100)

>>44994075

Rolled 74, 68, 100 = 242 (3d100)

>>44994082
>>44994088
>>44994096
Okay, writing.

>>44994117

So are we fucked or did one of our allies just make a DYNAMIC ENTRY

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>>44994117

>>44994117
"Farewell"-our eardrums

>>44994117
Can we use a crit if we need it?

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You jump over a table and knock it sideways, then open your mouth and cover your ears to hopefully stop hearing loss and eardrum problems. The stage begins violently shaking as you glance over at Glitch Hop, the world moves at a crawl. This is it, you can't beat him like this, you're going to die.

The world is moving like a frame-by-frame movie, if the conditions were better you would wonder how your eyes are moving this fast. Glitch Hop finishes his breath and... falls over? Besides him you see a man in armor with a clock as his face holding an aluminum bat. He looks over at you.

"Are you okay?" His voice is heavily scrambled, but you could change that with a thought.

>Combat over.

>Disable his scrambler
>"Who are you?"
>"Good timing."
>"My bones aren't mulch, so pretty okay."
>Write-in

>>44994432
>"Who are you?"
>"Good timing."

>>44994432
>Nothing a good few minutes in a tank won't fix. You one of the new capes?

>>44994469
backing

Rolled 98 (1d100)

>>44994432
>Disable his scrambler

>>44994432
>"Do you usually try to time it to be as dramatic as possible?"

>>44994432
>"Good timing."

Mr?

Don't disable the scrambler, that would be rude

>>44994469
>>44994492
>>44994506
Okay, just for shits and giggles, roll me 1d100+10

Rolled 7 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>44994620

Rolled 37 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>44994620

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>>44994620
nigga makin us roll all the time
if you're ever in one of my quests i'm gonna make you roll to take a shit and if you fail you're gonna forget how to poo in loo

>>44994620
This might be the time for that crit.

Rolled 58 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>44994620

Rolled 66 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>44994620

>>44994697
it really isn't

Rolled 10 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>44994620
Do we wanna use that crit?

>>44994689
It's not something you can fail. I use random numbers to determine certain people's reactions to certain people and events.

>>44994646
>>44994650
>>44994699
That's pretty fine. Not anywhere near important, just to help provide flavor. Writing.

>>44994715
Eh, the 58 should be good enough for most things.

Ide rather not come off as a jackass the first time we get saved. Though this event does mean we really need to come up with power counter measures for when we go out and about in our suit again.

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"Nothing a few minutes in a tank won't fix. You one of the new capes?"

"Yeah, I'm Jumpcut. Big fan of your work. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to take this guy to the police." He grabs Glitch Hop by the back of his arms, but before Jumpcut can pull the unconcious criminal away he fades away leaving a small golden coin in his stead. That device was supposed to remove magic from the equation, how did he do that. You run up and inspect the coin, but it seems to be just a simple golden dollar. You look up to talk to Jumpcut and he's gone.

You walk over to the now ruined stage and sit at the steps. You mull over what might have happened in your head, but you just can't figure out how he got away. Maybe it's not magic, just a new superpower. You can't tell, but what you do know is that somebody wants Thomas Cairn dead.

You get interviewed by reporters and police alike, most shocked that you're alive, and eventually the day slows down. You go back to CI HQ and are handed your all-access pass, as well as a ribbing from Martina. She absolutely hated your entrance, but admitted that you said the right things and made a lot of good publicity for Cairn Industries. An assassination attempt is a good headline.

>Work on WASP Bots
>Work on Genome Analysis
>Work on Gene Therapy
>Talk to somebody (Who?)
>Go try on your armor at the Supe Kitchen
>Try to find a lead with that Golden Dollar
>Write-in

>>44995211
>Work on WASP Bots

>>44995211
>Work on Genome Analysis
Time for better bodyguards.

>>44995211
>Work on WASP Bots
>Ask RON if any major developments in Materials technology (like carbon nanofibers being developed and shit) have occurred.

>>44995211
>Go try on your armor at the Supe Kitchen
Also we need to refit it. I want a variant we can wear under our clothes, but still has all the bells and whistles.

>>44995211
>Work on Genome Analysis

>>44995211
>Work on Gene Therapy
We are seriously overdue on this.

What are some good ways of completely neutralizing Boombox's soundwave power?
Maybe creating a material that absorbs soundwave vibrations like nobody's business, and can be applied to clothing somehow.

>>44995211
>>Work on Gene Therapy

>>44995348
We might just be better off developing force fields.

>>44995211
>Work on Gene Therapy

>>44995370
If you can hear through it, his power will get past it, anon.
Besides, we can DEFINITELY sell shitloads of sound-absorbing material. It has both a domestic and a military application.

Rolled 11 (1d100)

>>44995388
>>44995355
>>44995335
Gene Therapy barely wins out. Roll me 1d100+20.

Rolled 89 + 20 (1d100 + 20)

>>44995416

Rolled 81 + 20 (1d100 + 20)

>>44995416

Rolled 74 + 20 (1d100 + 20)

>>44995416

Rolled 25 + 20 (1d100 + 20)

>>44995416

>>44995404
Sound waves are just air particles vibrating, if you making a force field then its going to have a frequency of what can pass through it and what can't. Just have a toggle that it blocks sounds should it go above a certain decibel.

>>44995425
>>44995434
>>44995440
Very good, Writing.

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>>44995448
>He speaks as though he's an expert on force-fields and how they work

>>44995531
Were in a setting that throws logic out the window, and most sci fi have force fields work that way, thus its probably safe to assume it'll be the same unless stated otherwise.

>>44995531
Fuck, I don't know which expression I'm supposed to be focused on. The dude looks perplexed, the woman drinking looks kinda fed up, the bitch with the knife looks like she's secondhand embarassed, and the cat looks PISSED AS HELL

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You decide to go down to the labs and work on Gene Therapy. For the most part you can only do research on less drastic alterations and corrections, but that still gives you the reasearch you need for building on. It feels all too familiar working on this idea, sometimes you even feel like you're retreading ground. A few rats with Sickle-Cell Anemia are brought in and you begin injecting them with the primer and virus you use to insert genetic material. It seems that after about 3 days of repeated treatment they show improvement in their condition.

One night while sleeping you wake up in a cold sweat with a single image left in your mind. A small white flower on the ground, slowly staining red. You start crying but you don't know why, then it hits you. Jeana loved that flower, what did she think when you were gone for so long? You got dealt a shit hand, why you? You cry in your bed and eventually slip back into dreams of concerts and long drives singing along to the radio.

>Meanwhile...

"What do you mean he was too fast!?"

"I don't know! He moved like a man posessed!"

"What did he do to you?"

"I... I don't know."

"I need to talk to the boss about this."

>Who would you like to play as next thread?

>Raphael Gaus AKA Scribe
>Thomas Cairn AKA The Red Knight

>>44995785
>>Thomas Cairn AKA The Red Knight

>>44995785
>Raphael Gaus AKA Scribe

>>44995785
> roll three ones and merge the two in a horrific accident :^)

>>44995785
>Raphael Gaus AKA Scribe

>>44995785
>Thomas Cairn AKA The Red Knight

>>44995785
>Thomas Cairn AKA The Red Knight

>>44995841
Thomael Gaurn

>>44995785
>Thomas Cairn AKA The Red Knight

>>44995785
>>Raphael Gaus AKA Scribe

>>44995785
Any chance Scribe could get spun off for when you need a break from this? The character is good, but at least for me, when presented with the option between the two, I will always choose Thomas.

>>44995785
>>Thomas Cairn AKA The Red Knight

>>44995803
>>44995836
>>44995848
>>44995856
>>44995875
>>44995889
>>44995904
>>44995933
Okay, Thomas it is.

>>44995924
I was thinking that, but I'll stick to this for a bit.

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Choose two trees to pick from. $ means that it costs money to make. ! means that there are risks involved.

>AI $
>Armor $
>Beam
>Biology
>Business $
>NanoTech
>Power !
>Artificial Supers
>Magitech

>>44996002
>AI $
>Magitech

>>44996002
>Armor $
We need a subtle model that we can wear under clothes and not be completely defenseless.
>Business $
I assume this is where we can purchase some defenses for our facilities, something to protect them from super attack.

>>44996002
>Biology
>AI $

Lets show RON some love for keeping everything running for us

>>44996002
>Magitech
>Business $

>>44996042
Nope, business is literally just making more money and shit.

>>44996002
>AI $
>NanoTech

>>44996002
>AI $
>Magitech
CAN'T WAIT TO SEE WHAT'S IN THE MAGITECH TREE.
Oughtta be good my nigga

>>44996002
Forgot my trip

>>44996002
>Magitech
>AI $

Magical AI that can materialize when?

>>44996002
>Armor $
>Magitech

>>44996002
Also, I meant to get rid of business. I'm removing it as a tree because It's too much bookwork for something that is now handwaved as "you have the money".

>>44996002
>Business $
>Magitech

>>44996002
>Beam
>Magitech

>>44996120
Its basically levels of what we can buy.
Put in enough and it gets stupid
"who wants their own personal space station?"

Which considering, we could probably do already.

>>44996120
We can still choose projects, specify things like "Set up automated defenses." and "Build a clinic." Also things that affect the Supe kitchen directly (promotions and shit to improve the quality of local supers) can still go under business.

Speaking of promotions, is the Junkyard contest still a thing that's done every year?

>>44996020
>>44996042
>>44996058
>>44996062
>>44996066
>>44996081
>>44996097
>>44996101
>>44996122
>>44996139
AI and Magitech.

>>44996149
>>44996162
That's more of a "say go" thing because I don't want to start trees for options that a vote would be better for.

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AI Tree (Costs money to integrate):

>Localized Assistive Node Array (LANA): A miniaturized copy of RON that is hooked into the suit. Doesn't require service to operate. Will provide HUD and advice on the situation. Communicates with RON if possible. COST: $30,000

>Assistive Auto-pilot Robotic Operating Node (AARON): An add-on to RON that allows him to pilot the suit in an emergency. COST: $20,000

>Micro-Actuator Node (MAN): AI designed specifically to interface with and utilize the Micro-Actuators efficiently. COST: $20,000

Magitech Tree:

>Unlock the Gates: Allows Thomas to develop more than crude one time magitechnology and unlocks new research.

>>44996162
Junkyard contest is still a thing.

>>44996223
>Assistive Auto-pilot Robotic Operating Node (AARON): An add-on to RON that allows him to pilot the suit in an emergency. COST: $20,000
>Unlock the Gates: Allows Thomas to develop more than crude one time magitechnology and unlocks new research.

>>44996223
>Unlock the Gates: Allows Thomas to develop more than crude one time magitechnology and unlocks new research.
>Assistive Auto-pilot Robotic Operating Node (AARON): An add-on to RON that allows him to pilot the suit in an emergency. COST: $20,000

>>44996223
>Assistive Auto-pilot Robotic Operating Node (AARON): An add-on to RON that allows him to pilot the suit in an emergency. COST: $20,000
Now we can have RON take care of the Red Knight's reputation while we research things. I'm sure he'd enjoy the pseudophysical interactions, too.

>Unlock the Gates: Allows Thomas to develop more than crude one time magitechnology and unlocks new research.
Nice, will you tell us the new research opportunities right now?

>>44996287
I'll update on Twitter when I have them done.

>>44996223

>Assistive Auto-pilot Robotic Operating Node (AARON): An add-on to RON that allows him to pilot the suit in an emergency. COST: $20,000

>Unlock the Gates: Allows Thomas to develop more than crude one time magitechnology and unlocks new research.

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>>44996253
>>44996282
>>44996287
>>44996319
I'll call it now.

>Thread 23 over. My twitter is @xLostCowboyx, I post when I plan on running and when I complete tech trees. This thread's after-quest question is "What is your opinion on "Force of Nature" villains and heroes?"

>Also, check out >>44995154 if you want another supers quest. It's only two threads in!

>>44996223
>>Assistive Auto-pilot Robotic Operating Node (AARON): An add-on to RON that allows him to pilot the suit in an emergency. COST: $20,000
>>Unlock the Gates: Allows Thomas to develop more than crude one time magitechnology and unlocks new research.

>>44996470
Force of nature entities should be just that, forces of nature, they should feel powerful and take many many many other to stop. They should be rare but also be one of the few entities to perma kill other characters. They also should take a thread + to beat.

>>44996564
I'm not asking because I want to run one, just a general question. I personally think that they're a bit ridiculous in anything other than Superman tier stuff.

>>44996607
They can be executed well, but like I said rare, scary and usually end game tier threat.

>>44995785
>raph time

>>44996470
Thanks for running!