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Today has been altogether a very good day. You have reentered the civilized world and within minutes, got yourself a place to live that wasn't out in the cold! Sure you had to fight your new roommate first, but that was completely unrelated and no one died! You are Tom Gainer and you are cautiously optimistic about your situation. Jim Knots, the Monstrous Super who has been afflicted with the form of a Minotaur, is cooking in the kitchen of the house he has graciously opened to you. It smells like... vegetable stew. You wound up going back out to the reserve to pack up your camp to take what you could with you.

The room Jim lent you smells vaguely of cinnamon and apples. To your left, a full size mattress and box spring lie on the ground it is covered by hot pink bed sheets. You placed your things against the wall opposite to the bed. Its a little depressing that you can carry all of your belongings under one arm, you think as you lie down on the bed. You don't care that its pink; only that it is supremely comfy compared to a sleeping bag on the ground. You ask Jim if you can use his shower and he directs you to the master bathroom of his ranch-styled home. Six months worth of funk and grime wash off you and you feel human again. Your mind shifts to introspective thought. It felt good to be able to use your powers today. If you hadn't caught that police car, the cop inside might have been crushed to death. Jim would have been charged for that death and labeled a Villain by society. Chances of him seeing his daughter again would have been slim to none. In a sense today, you might very well have saved three lives in one act. And it felt good. Speaking of feeling good, your hair feels lighter as months of grease is scrubbed off with the vanilla scented shampoo. You wonder how much shampoo Jim must go through in a month...

You finish your shower and Jim tells you that dinner will be served in about an hour.
[CONT]
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>>45707638
>Use the time to collect your thoughts and plan what you want to do
>Take a nap (skip to dinner)
>Write in
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>>45707638
Murderhobo reporting in.
Ironically I was also the guy who chose not to vaporize the cop car.
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>>45707734
>>Take a nap (skip to dinner)
I like naps, except I always wake up drooling on my pillow.
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>>45707793
Another slow start. I'm thinking I should move back my start times by a couple hours.

Anyway, Writing!
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>>45707734
The deaf is ready for duty.
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>>45707737
Every hero has a dark side.
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>>45708115

I'm here.
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>>45707793
Fighting a guy like Jim was actually pretty tiring. Even with your training, its a whole other ballgame using it on another Super. You flop back down on the bed. Its oh so nice you repeat in your head, to sleep on an actual bed. So... nice... You drift off to sleep.

"Tom! Food's on! Get some grub!" Jim's bellowing voice rouses you from you sleep. The stew smells delicious. You roll out of bed and follow the scent of a hot meal down to the kitchen. The table has a bowl for you already set up. It seems that your host is quite happy about having a guest.

"I'm real grateful for what you've done for me today, man. These powers and," He chews on the word, "this shit," He gestures at his horns. "have only ruined my life. Lost my job, my little girl, and until things started to go down in the neighborhood, I was almost kicked out by the Homeowners Association. Something about a 'property damage risk.'" He makes air quotes as he goes through his woes. "Honestly, you're the first Super that hasn't shot first and asked questions later."

Mostly because it was shoot and ask questions at the same time, you think to yourself.

"So did you get your powers in the bomb? Sorry if I'm prying. Its been a while since I've had guests."

>Yeah, I was actually at ground zero. I was close enough to the stupid van to look inside!
>Yeah, but I'd rather keep it to myself.
>Nah, I got a case of the Powers sometime before [obvious lie is obvious]
>Write In.
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>>45708712
>Yeah, I was actually at ground zero. I was close enough to the stupid van to look inside!
He's taken us in. Let's tell him the truth.
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>>45708712
>>Yeah, I was actually at ground zero. I was close enough to the stupid van to look inside!
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>>45708712
>Yeah, I was actually at ground zero. I was close enough to the stupid van to look inside!
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>>45708712
>>Yeah, I was actually at ground zero. I was close enough to the stupid van to look inside!
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>>45708770
>>45708773
>>45708819
>>45708848
By unanimous decision, Writing!
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>>45708770 >>45708773 >>45708819 >>45708848

"Yeah I was actually at ground zero. Close enough to the van to look inside before the thing exploded in my face." Jim freezes mid-bite as you state facts.

"Really?" He asks.

"Totally. I woke up on the edge of the crater with a paramedic crouching over me." You ponder telling him about running from the Super Union, but you decide to leave that for a different conversation. "Spent the last six months learning how to use my powers in the woods."

"Well I gotta say you can really pack a punch! The whole fight is a bit hazy to me, but I do remember that whatever it was you did pretty much knocked me on my ass." He chuckles and resumes eating. The conversation starts to calm down and you focus on your food. Turns out Jim is an excellent cook. You think about taking the opportunity to ask Jim some more questions.

>What would you like to ask?
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>>45709142
What the fuck happened to the city?
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>>45709142
so what has happened in those six months i was gone.
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>>45709142
How much of the city is controlled by Villains?
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>>45709142
>>45709327
Add:
What does your daughter do for fun?
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"So what exactly happened to the city since I've been gone? I mean, I know its gone to shit, I can see that easily, but how?" You get right to point. Jim lets out a sigh and leans back in his chair. "I told you about what happened with the Super Union and their investigation. When the answers kept getting pushed back and back and more Supers started popping up, the government started to panic. They quarantined the city for about a month and a half with only Registered Union Capes being allowed in or out for relief or peacekeeping. Even then, the CBPD could get any breaks, poor guys. Supers kept popping up with crazy-ass powers. Even with the Union backing them, cops were no match for a couple of the smarter Villains getting the bright idea to make up Villain gangs.

"These psychos started tearing the city a new one. Lucky for us law-abiding citizens, only a few of them are up to class 4s, and those guys are usually the ones in charge. The Scrappers took Uptown fairly quickly. They were the first gang to really get organized and take territory. Cops tried to retake it, but then the fuckin' Odinsons Motorcycle Club rolled in and set up shop in Downtown. Apparently those assholes decided the make some sort of treaty with the Scrappers to boot out CBPD. Course once they were gone, the turned on each other. Midtown is basically a warzone. Old Town is still safely under Cape control and they're based in the police precinct there. Its been retrofitted into a fortress. Collegetown is basically deserted since the bomb went off, but I think some group of young Supers have claimed it as their. Most of the neighborhood are under police protection, but a couple have formed their own little militias of Supers. I think they keep in contact with the Union Capes in town, though, just in case one the gangs make a move. The Platinum Towers facility in town is basically untouched. No Super is dumb enough to attack Stern."

Well... Shit... Maybe you should change the subject.

[CONT]
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...I don't think that we're getting a 4th response.
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>>45710073
Well fuck me, never mind.
Anyways, who is Stern?
And who's the biggest threat to us? Like, in this neighborhood?
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>>45710129
>>45710129
Add:
Do you want to go away for the week or so and train with me? We can concentrate on managing our impulses.
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Aaaaaaaaaaand I just read the con't. Please ignore.
>>45710129
>>45710198
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>>45710073
"So..." You start your transition, "Your daughter," His ears perk up at her mention, "what does she do for fun?" You think getting him to reminisce on her might cheer up the mood. He stares at you for a second, confused before he seems to gaze off onto memory lane. "When she was younger she'd play on the tire swing in the back yard. Of course that storm about a decade ago got rid of the tree it was on. When she turned 13 she got really into the guitar. I think she had a rock band called 'Cicada Killer' like the bugs." He goes on and on about his 'little girl.' From his gushing, you gather that she is now 17, has an affinity for Punk Rock and hot pink, and thought the Minotaur image looked really cool.

You think about changing the subject back to the neighborhood. "You mentioned the gangs occasionally attack the neighborhoods. Is this one attacked a lot?"

"Well not as much as a few of the closer ones. A small group calling themselves the Talons makes raids on our little neighborhood crop share that we started when the Quarantine started. Usually my presence keeps them at bay. Though I think they picked up some new muscle recently. Caught one of their boys trying to tag the playground near the field."

So there might be a threat. What do you want to do?

>Make a plan to raid the raiders
>Visit Platinum Towers, they have a good rep with Capes and Villains alike.
>Follow up on Jim's daughter
>Write In
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>>45710129
Stern is the CEO and Director of Affairs for Platinum Towers covered in the Major Players section of the Lore Thread.

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/45637975/
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>>45710569
Sorry Director of Support Services* not Affairs.
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>>45710544
>Follow up on Jim's daughter
>"You know, I could relay messages for your daughter if I know where she is, least I could do for taking me in."
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Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>45710544
>>Make a plan to raid the raiders
Clean the streets up with Jim, make him look good when we make a petition to get his daughter back.
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>>45710544
Thanks.
>Make a plan to raid the raiders
>Follow up on Jim's daughter
Why don't we...teach the raiders a little lesson.
I'd like to meet up with your daughter at some point, but I need to know if I'm still wanted.
About the raiders...where's their base?
I have an idea...
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I'm going to grab some food. Debate your raiding strategy (Sonic Stunner and nonlethal pummeling to make Jim look good and in control of his facilities OR Atomize these fuckers with some intense harmonization.)
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We need to practice our abilities, so crack down on the raiders. Also need to implement a morality code. We don't want to become the monsters we're fighting. No killing a la Batman, anyone?
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>>45710732
>wanna murderhobo the raiders
>but gotta make our buddy look good and slaughtering people does the opposite of that
Life is full of hard choices.
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Two ideas:
Make Jim be the silent rapetrain of doom by shutting off his noise. +whatever to sneak.

Howzabout a Toast of Doom?
Bring along glasses and booze, try to forge an alliance to take over the neighborhood. Then, when everyone drinks to the toast, shatter the glasses. Bitch get rekd.
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Add:
Some nonlethal pummeling to make Jim look good should be a thing as well.
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OP you dead?
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>>45711229
Dinner is finished! Writing now!
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>>45711241
Good.
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>>45711241

Was it delicious?
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>>45710652
"I think its high time those raiders were taught that stealing is wrong." You set down your fork and leave a pause for dramatic flair. "And I think you're the one that should do it." Jim almost chokes on his stew and coughs out incredulously,

"Are you joking?! I'm not a cape! I can barely control myself without some jackass egging me on!"

"That's why you need to be the one to help me clear them out of here. What better way to make you look good than by taking in all the gang bangers who have been terrorizing your neighborhood. Think of it like... a Citizen's Arrest." You lean back casually in your chair, gesturing in the air to emphasize your point.

He mulls over your proposal in silence for a minute. "Y-Yeah okay. I think I see your point."

"Okay then!" You clap your hands together in excitement. Seven months ago, you would never have been so happy to go out searching for trouble... strange. "Now do you know where these losers live?"

"The old zoo. Seeing how everyone likes to settle down in themes, Talons are probably holed up in the Aviary." Jim says without missing a beat. Now that you've won him over, he seems to be all-in. "My pop used to take me there all the time when I was a little boy. I know the way by heart by now." A smile crawls its way across his face as he explains the layout of the zoo. "It wasn't a big zoo, which is why it closed down and the animals were moved to the larger location on the other side of the city. The Aviary is on the northern end of the property. The main entrance is nearby. It would be easy to get to from there, but they'd see us as soon as we see them. These guys didn't have any supers last time I checked, but there's still that rumor they hired in a Villain to come hit the crop share. I don't know what their powers are, so we should probably approach with some caution."

You're almost surprised with the amount of intel the old cow has on their base.

[CONT for options]
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>>45711723

"These guy will have guns. I might be tough, but I don't know how much lead I can take before I need a permanent nap. They might have at least one guy standing lookout at the main gate and at the entrance to the Aviary. If they see us, they're going to alert the rest of the Talons inside the building."

He seems to be deferring to your tactical advisement on how you should approach.


>Daytime assault on the entrance. Go in loud and fast. They'd never expect it!
>Assault them at night. We'll call it "Operation: Silent Pain Train"
>Stealth your way in, Metal Gear Solid style.
>Write In.
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>>45711710
It was very tasty. In fact, it was beef stew. Hope that's not an omen.
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>>45711868
>>Daytime assault on the entrance. Go in loud and fast. They'd never expect it!
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>>45711868
>>Daytime assault on the entrance. Go in loud and fast. They'd never expect it!
MAN MODE
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>>45711868
>Write In.
You know any allies?
If there is a villain, it would be a bad for duo team

>>45711902
Dont jinx it man
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>>45711868
>>Daytime assault on the entrance. Go in loud and fast. They'd never expect it!
Can we use directional blasts and comes off effect for the sound power? Can we disintegrate concrete by touching it and using the resonate frequency to dust it?
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>>45711868
>>Stealth your way in, Metal Gear Solid style.
Same as >Daytime assault on the entrance. Go in loud and fast. They'd never expect it!, but with silence mode on. If they can't scream....also, collapse supports for the Aviary if possible.
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Villain is the primary target, guns next.
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>>45711923
>>45711937
>>45712000
MAN MODE ENGAGE. Hope you don't die. Writing.
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"Hey bro, you need to chill! Feel the good vibes! Why dontcha put a damper on it!" , etc, etc. Example cheesy one-liners.
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Can we at least mute the heavy footfalls of our pal and remember that "In [the Vibe zone], no one can hear you scream."
>>45712118
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>>45712129
No
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>>45712190
>muting screams
>not cranking it up to eleven so everyone can hear them
>everyone
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>>45712195
I am muting you.
;)
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>>45712224
We aren't doing the capeshit, that includes cheesy one-liners.
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>>45712221
>>45712195
>>45711937
Very well. I request that we amplify a rendition of Iron Maiden as we blast these fuckers. Up to 11 it is.
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>>45712240
Why the hate-boner for cool stuff? Just because you say some funny stuff doesn't men you'll immediately register with the police and get a GPS tracking dildo permanently shoved up your ass.
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>>45712254
That song in particular, or just any of their songs?
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>>45712000
"Let's catch them by surprise. Hit them in broad daylight. They'd never expect it." You grin devilishly. "I can demolish the walls and we can just barrel through on the path of least resistance! I can mute the area so no one can hear us blast our way in and wreck up the place!"

Again you get a wide-eyed stare from Jim. Your plan is crazy. But its crazy in all the right ways. Its so crazy it just might work!

"Okay. Yeah... Yeah that could work. If they do have a Super we can take him down before he can even start doing anything. When do you want to do this?"

>Tomorrow morning. Nothing like the sound of whoopass in the morning.
>Tomorrow midmorning. I like to bring the pain after breakfast.
>Tomorrow. High Noon. If we're going cowboy on them let's stick to the theme.
>Tomorrow afternoon. I like to sleep in.
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>>45712287
The motherfucking Trooper or The Number Of The Beast, if you please.
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>>45712363
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Q23Wnfat_4
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>>45712351
>Tomorrow morning. Nothing like the sound of whoopass in the morning.
"Early to bed, and early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise."
In other words,
GOOOOOOOOOD MORNING AMERICA!!
*shrieeeeeeeeeeeeeeek*
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>>45712351
>>Tomorrow morning. Nothing like the sound of whoopass in the morning.
Get em just as they start waking up.
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>>45712351
>>Tomorrow midmorning. I like to bring the pain after breakfast.
Suggesting pancakes and a quick trip to the local electronics store for a cheap iPhone, or asking Minobro to borrow a portable speaker. Nothing like a classic boom box of destruction.
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>>45712407
Thank you, my good man.
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>>45712351
>Tomorrow morning. Nothing like the sound of whoopass in the morning.
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>>45712428
Let's get the speaker now. Borrow his daughter's Punk Rock and be badass.
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Regardless of choice, we are enjoying some motherfucking pancakes for breakfast.
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>>45712478
Pancakes, Punk Rock and Violence! Sounds like my kind of morning. Writing!
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>>45712417 >>45712419 >>45712478
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NGGQRJkNutA

You both decided to assault them around 9am. Early enough most of them will be asleep, but late enough the two of you can have a well balanced breakfast of pancakes. You have an idea on how to really lay down the hurt on these guys. You ask Jim for one of his daughter's CDs and a portable boombox. He gives you a disc of The Runaway's greatest hits. You can work with that.

In the morning Jim makes you both pancakes. You feel a little spoiled as after one bite you realize they're chocolate chip pancakes. The breakfast of champions! You have a good feeling about this. The two of you walk out of the house and down the street. You have the boombox under your arm. Jim walks beside you. He seems to be stretching out the muscles in his arms and shoulders in preparation for the beat down.

It is almost 9:10 when you catch sight of the abandoned zoo. Just as expected, they have a lookout posted at the gate.

>Roll for luck d100!
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Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>45712843
R-R-R-REV UP THOSE 1S!
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Rolled 26 (1d100)

>>45712843
Allah blessed my dice
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Rolled 80 (1d100)

>>45712843
Surely this 100 will save us!
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Rolled 82 (1d100)

>>45712843
DEAF POWERS ACTIVATE!!
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Rolled 4 (1d100)

>>45712843
come on its time to be a hero
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>>45713000
you fucker
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>>45712986
Cool! Writing.
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>>45712911
nope
but that 80 did. good job
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>>45712911
Miracles of miracles! These guys don't take guard duty seriously the idiot at the front is more worried about his smart phone than the thought of intruders. You grin as you come up with a method to take him down.

>Pacifist Mode: Isolate the sound around him. He can hear him and his direct surroundings, but he can't hear what you're about to do to his friends.
>Stealth Mode: Stun his distracted ass.
>Rock'n'Roll: Blast him with the power of song
>Token Murderhobo Option: I'm probably really tempting all you murderhobos out there, but remember if you do this, its not going to look good for Jim.
>Write In
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>>45713168
Shit I forgot the rolls.
In order:
>d100+10
>d100+10
>d100+10
>d100+10 -1karma
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Rolled 98 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>45713168
>>Stealth Mode: Stun his distracted ass.
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>>45713219
well shit anon
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>>45713219
Doin this then
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>>45713219
I think that's actually the first roll in this quest that's been 100+.
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>>45713219
>Stealth Mode: Stun his distracted ass
shit motherfucker fuck shit
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Rolled 71 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>45713168
>>Stealth Mode: Stun his distracted ass.
NINJA!
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>>45713284
you forget the deaf power 94 + 10
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>>45713284
There was one in the last thread, but this one is even higher than that.

>>45713219
NEW HIGH SCORE! Writing
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>>45713219
You pose your hand like a pistol and aim it at the young man's head after a second to let the tension rise, you close you fist and snap. A pulse of ultra high frequency sound smacks right into his head and the Talon gang member instantly passes out, collapsed on the ground. That clears the path for you and Jim to just waltz in like you own the place. At least until you reach the Aviary.

Between the entrance and the giant bird cage, concrete wall rises up. Jim mention that this was where they kept their main attraction: the lions. Of course the animals are long gone, but the whole pit is about 30 feet down. Theoretically, you use your Sound Manipulation powers to fly over the pitfall with Jim, but levitating a car once does not make you a master of that particular skill.Other options involve either busting down the walls and scaling up the other side, or just simply walk around. All of the options run the risk of being discovered.

>I BELIEVE I CAN FLY https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EkXARgL2xaU (roll 2d100)
>Time to tear down these walls! (4d100)
>Go around (1d100)
>Write in?
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Rolled 47, 75, 38, 61 = 221 (4d100)

>>45713681
>>Time to tear down these walls! (4d100)
shock and awe motherfuckers
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Rolled 14, 82, 25, 14 = 135 (4d100)

>>45713681
>>Time to tear down these walls! (4d100)
Don't forget the "OH YEAH!"
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Rolled 13, 100, 31, 51 = 195 (4d100)

>>45713681
>>Time to tear down these walls! (4d100)
knock knock mother fuckers
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Rolled 29, 52, 42, 33 = 156 (4d100)

>>45713681
>>Time to tear down these walls! (4d100)
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>>45713764
Dat 100
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Rolled 4, 22, 26, 97 = 149 (4d100)

>>45713681
>Time to tear down these walls! (4d100)
Doors are for peasants.
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Rolled 78 (1d100)

>>45713681
>>Go around
Do we still have that boombox ?
btw i think boombox would be a good alias
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>>45713794
im saying
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>>45713816
We don't really need a boombox, we can alter sound. We could just carry a small mp3 or our phone and just amplify the sound. A lot less cumbersome.
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Taking the best from the first 4, and adding the power modifiers to the corresponding rolls, we have:
75 +10, 82 +20, 100+10, and 52

Deer Lord. Writing.
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Rolled 2 (1d4)

Goodnight Ya'll. Next time there's a vote just someone take this roll as my choice.
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>>45713929
that nat 100

i take it they are awake an are running now

also old is Tom
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Saving your boombox for the opportune moment, you just use the sound created by snapping your fingers. The small gesture creates a violent pulse of sound too high for human ears to register. The concrete wall breaks apart and tumbles silently into the pit. Using your Enhanced Agility, you nimbly descend into the lion's den. Jim follows you down, crushing the rubble beneath his feet. You gulp, involuntarily thinking of how your tussle with the Minotaur could have gone disastrously wrong if you weren't as good as you are. Back to the task at hand, you think now is the perfect time to use the machine you brought with you.

You turn the skull-covered, hot pink boombox on, crank the volume, hit play and raise it above your head like some sort of romcom protagonist. Focusing intently, you turn the music into your personal tool of destruction. The song Cherry Bomb quite literally blows the walls down, blasting them into concrete dust. You actually manage to carve a nice easy slope all the way to the door of the Aviary. You give yourself style points for the entrance. The Talon wake up to the noise and are horrified at the damage you have wrought upon their base. However that horror is quickly replaced by anger and several of them grab their guns and open fire. Well... at least you and Jim thought it looked cool.

>Dodge them bullets (Agility d100+20)
>Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch CHERRY BOMB! (Atomize lead with the power of music d100+10)
>Write In!

(Captcha is pancakes. This is a sign)
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Rolled 84 + 20 (1d100 + 20)

>>45714337
>>Dodge them bullets (Agility d100+20)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3St9cJ3SfVs
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>>45714356
im not gonna argue with this roll
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Rolled 19 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>45714337
>>Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch CHERRY BOMB! (Atomize lead with the power of music d100+10)
Shock and awe
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>>45714451
no just no
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Rolled 43 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>45714337
>Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch CHERRY BOMB! (Atomize lead with the power of music d100+10)
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Rolled 91 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>45714337
>>Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch CHERRY BOMB! (Atomize lead with the power of music d100+10)
Gotta make an imposing appearance.
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>>45714509
aw yiss
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>>45714509
With a crushing base roll and majority support, Writing!

(More Captcha Pancakes. The gods bless us!)
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>>45714509
Bullets? Please. You laugh and alter the frequency of the sound coming out of the boombox again. The hot, lead projectiles disintegrate on contact with the finely tuned sound waves. You take a step forward and the worse you get is the occasional pocket of slightly warmer air left from the heat of the bullets. The Talons anger starts to cool and the terror washes over them once again. It wasn't just some fluke that created these gouges in solid concrete, it was some kind of monster. About half the gang throws down their arms and runs for the supposed safety of the inner areas of the Aviary. The other half, about 12 young men, drop their firearms and draw knives, pipes and chains. They look like they wish to attack you at close ranger.

>Ol' Jim got this covered. (+1karma)
>That's cute. (Blast'em, but nonlethally d100+10)
>Hahahahahahahahaha! (Dodge playfully d100+20)
>Look, they think they're people. (Vaporize them d100+10)
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>>45714879
>>Ol' Jim got this covered. (+1karma)
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Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>45714879
>>Ol' Jim got this covered. (+1karma)
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Rolled 51 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>45714879
>That's cute. (Blast'em, but nonlethally d100+10
Feel the good vibes, bruh.
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>>45714933
Add:
Sorry, guys, never mind. Jim should do this, but we need to be ready to step in.
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>>45714879
>Ol' Jim got this covered. (+1karma)
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>>45714920
no roll needed, thank god
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>>45714915
>>45714920
>>45714956
>>45714964
Letting Jim clean house it is. +1 karma. I should explain that karma will effect luck rolls and a few random events behind the scenes that you won't seen until probably later. There are no failures for these rolls as they effect the setting. Positive karma pushes rolls toward more heroic consequences while negative brings you closer to villainous ends. Also effects NPC rolls on your reputation.

Writing.
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>>45714879
>>Ol' Jim got this covered. (+1karma)
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>>45715065
so its like infamous then

we also have 2 karma now right one for helping jim calm down after we meet him an now this right
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>>45715065
You lower the boombox and press pause. The Talons look nervous and confused as you let out a chuckle. You casually step out of the way as the fluffy freight train you call Jim barrels past you and into the screaming criminals. Its almost embarrassing to watch them try to beat on you Minotaur friend. He kind of look like he's enjoying himself, though, so you don't want to interrupt his fun.

"AAaaayooo! Who's da mo'fukkas thinkin they can just up and wreck my crew an' sheeet?!" A nasally and obnoxious voice angrily shouts out from the Aviary. You notice the Talons that ran into the building are suddenly running out again. They look just as frightened as when they ran in. The man who walks out could barely be called that. He is short, rail-thin and whiter than marble. He's dressed as though he was some kind of big-time gangsta with his baggy jeans hanging around mid-thigh.

"Yo Big Mac," the wanna-be gangster addresses Jim, "Why you messin with us, son? I ain't got time to deal wit chu and Mista Boombox ova dere. Talons hired me to deal with REAL threats. I ain't got fukkin time fo da Neighba Hood Watch."

Mr. Boombox? Big Mac? Who the hell is this asshole?

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>>45715380
Tom Gainer
Status: Unregistered Class 5 Super
Aliases: Bob Ross, Vibe
Defining Features: Hobo Beard, Fire Engine Red Hair
Powers: Class 5 Sensory: Sound Manipulation; Class 2 Physical: Enhanced Agility
Bases of Operation: Camp Site of Solitude, Jim's House.
Allies: Jim Knots the Minotaur

Bonuses: +20 on all Agility Checks, +10 on all Sound Manipulation checks
Karma: +2


Jim Knots
Status: Monstrous Class 4 Super
Defining Features: Minotaur Features, Giant Size
Powers: Class 4 Physical: Enhanced Strength, Class 4 Enhanced Endurance
Base of Operations: Jim's House
Allies: Tom Gainer, Serah Knots(daughter)
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>>45715459
i gotta ask how old is Tom
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>>45715525
Ah sorry, I meant to answer this sooner. Tom is 19. He was 18 at the time of the blast. His birthday is November 12th.

Jim is 44.
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>>45715459
Thanks fer the game mang
I am warming up to being heroic
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>>45715578
Out of curiosity, reading back would there have been someone in the police car had we just vaporized or dodged it? Or was it only occupied because of the winning choice?
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>>45715743
There was always someone in the car.
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>>45715801
Jim dodged a bullet on that one.
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>>45715459
Can we hit on Jim's daughter?
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>>45716342
Depends on how old she is.
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>>45716342
Probably not. We'd definitely lose our only bro.



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