You hail from Jump City California. Sitting on the state’s long coastline, Jump City is well-known for being a very nice place to live. With clean streets, surprisingly light traffic, a trusted and well-supplied police force, and no shortage of entertainment venues, it’s a city which most of its civilians consider themselves extremely lucky to call home. For the past seventeen years, you’ve been one of those people, and, for better or worse, it’s home to you. You’ve grown up playing at the beaches and parks, watching films in some of its many theatres, enjoying the rides and games on its massive pier, and otherwise just enjoying the less Jump City exclusive aspects of young life. You’ve been in school since you started kindergarten at age five, you’ve lived in an apartment with your parents and older sister and enjoyed a pretty happy upbringing under a loving family.

Something that sets Jump City apart from places such as Metropolis or Gotham is the lack of super criminals and villains. Most agree that’s a good thing, but some also lament that the absence of villains has meant an absence of heroes. Metropolis has Superman and Supergirl, Gotham has Batman and Robin, Star City has Green Arrow, and so on. Jump City doesn’t have its own hero or heroes.

But it could.

You may not wear spandex and spend your evenings fighting crime, but you do have powers. They started showing up over the past few years, usually right when they’d come in handy. For example, a fight in your school turned oddly memorable when you were able to shrug off punches from a rather large classmate and then pick him up and send him sliding across a cafeteria table. A bonfire at the beach very nearly turned fatal when you tripped and fell right into it, only to miraculously emerge unscathed, the flames not even damaging your clothes. While most people chalked the fight up to adrenaline or you knowing some sort of martial art that lets you throw around large people, and the bonfire incident to you either making things up, or a miracle of some kind, you and your family pretty quickly guessed that something else was going on.

CONT.

>>4178842
The only question is what that something is. Neither of your parents have any powers, and your sister doesn’t have any either. So why you? And why did they just start popping up in the last year or so? You don’t have the answers to that, but you do think there’s a connection between the appearances of these abilities, and the other odd things that have been happening to you. Around the time these powers started manifesting, you began to occasionally hear a voice. The voice encouraged you to lay a real beatdown on, or even kill the classmate you’d just sent sliding down the cafeteria tables, and later admonished you for falling into the bonfire. Who that voice belongs to is also an uncertainty, but you also occasionally have dreams where you can see a pair of great glowing eyes in the distance, and you’re pretty sure that’s more than just a coincidence.

It’s a beautiful Saturday in Jump City, and you find yourself walking the streets, watching people of all shapes and sizes go about their days. All seems well until you get near the Jump City National bank. Usually, you’ll see a whole bunch of people coming and going as they deposit and withdraw money, but right now you see the Jump City Police Department surrounding it.

>A. Go get a closer look

>B. Keep an eye on it but stay where you are. It’s safer back here.

>C. Just keep walking. This isn’t your business

>D. Stop someone and ask if they know what’s going on

>>4178844

>B. Keep an eye on it but stay where you are. It’s safer back here.

>>4178844
>>B. Keep an eye on it but stay where you are. It’s safer back here.

>>4178844
>A. Go get a closer look

>>4178845
>>4178848
We got super strength and invulnerability why act like a pussy?

>>4178844
>A. Go get a closer look

>>4178850
This

Welcome back OP. Please don't walk the dinosaur on us this time.

>>4178850
because we kept it a secret so far, why blow it when we don't have all the intel?

>>4178844
>B. Keep an eye on it but stay where you are. It’s safer back here.

>>4178845
>>4178848
B.
Curiosity causes you to stop and keep an eye on what's happening, but your better judgement urges you to keep your distance. It's safer back here, after all, and you can still see just fine from your current position.

The Jump City Police Department has at least a dozen officers by your count, which tells you that the situation in the bank must be pretty serious. The JCPD is extremely well-equipped thanks to the mayor, who has made deals with both Wayne Enterprises and Lexcorp that have seen the department outfitted with state-of-the-art equipment. Most officers are dressed in uniforms that would look at home in any number of science fiction shows or films you may have seen. With their body armor and helmets, they look kind of intimidating. Fortunately, the JCPD have proven themselves to be a shining example of police officers doing what they’re supposed to do and protecting the community without abusing their power. And that armor they wear has certainly helped them do their jobs. Able to offer great protection from bullets and reduce the impact from explosions, these pieces of equipment provided by Wayne Enterprises keep officers safe while they protect and serve the community.

And they’ve got more than just good armor. Lexcorp has provided the force with specialized blasters that fire powerful lasers. They come with a stun setting that allow officers to take down dangerous criminals using non-lethal force. There are plenty of people who say that they have different settings and can be quite lethal depending on those settings, but so far that hasn’t come up as an issue. What these weapons and armor have done is made the force extremely effective, so much so that just one or two officers are enough to deal with most disturbances.

So then, why are there more than a dozen taking up position around the bank?

With a booming crash, the doors to the bank are thrown outward in a powerful explosion that send civilians fleeing in panic, and officers to take cover behind their patrol vehicles. They quickly ready their weapons and take aim at what’s left of the building’s demolished entrance.

This is very much out of the ordinary for your city, seeming more like what would happen in a place like Gotham where a supervillain…

Oh no.
>A. Get out of there before things get crazy

>B. Get closer so you can get a better look at whatever’s about to happen

>C. Maybe you can help! Get over there and get ready to fight!

>D. Maybe you can help! But….you probably should find a way to disguise yourself first. (Write-ins heavily encouraged)

>>4178907

>D. Maybe you can help! But….you probably should find a way to disguise yourself first.

>>4178907
>A. Get out of there before things get crazy

>>4178907
Get out of there

Kinda want to see where this goes if we keep our powers on hidden away

>>4178907
>>B. Get closer so you can get a better look at whatever’s about to happen
think of some sort of disguise while you're at it

>>4178927
If you keep your powers hidden, you might live a normal life.

>>4178924
>>4178927

A.

Powers or no powers, this is way beyond what you have the training or the desire to deal with right now. If a super villain is about to walk out of that bank, there’s no telling who or what it is, and what kind of insane damage it can do. It could be anything from a guy with explosives and lacking sanity to some sort of conquering alien god here to spread terror and starting by attacking a symbol of commerce. It’s more than you care to tangle with right now, and with that in mind, you begin to back away.

“Coward…” a voice rumbles, seeming to be coming from everywhere around you and even within you.

You shudder. You’ve never gotten use to that sudden presence, the voice that only you can seem to hear. The lack of knowledge of who or what is speaking, and where it is speaking from has always unnerved you. This time is worse than normal, though. This time, despite speaking only a single word, the unknown presence conveys such a sense of anger and disgust that you feel chilled to the core. But you find that beyond that sudden seizing chill, you feel a sudden bubbling anger. Whatever the reason, this person or thing calling you a coward makes you furious. Where does it get off calling you a coward? Judging you for not rushing into danger against an enemy you know nothing about?

Another explosion draws you away from your contemplations of the mysterious voice, and you find yourself watching in disbelief as one of the police vehicles is sent flying off the ground, crashing and tumbling across the street engulfed in flames. Looking toward the bank entrance, you still don’t see anybody, but you do see something, just barely, moving toward the top of the bank steps. It’s too far to tell what it is, but the police seem to start shooting at it.

>A. Get out of there right now. Forget what the voice says. You’re not being cowardly; you’re being smart and staying out of the way.

>B. You’ll show that voice! Get over there and fight whoever or whatever is causing all this destruction!

>C. The police may actually need your help. Go over and lend a hand!

>D. Don’t get involved, but don’t leave, either. Now your curiosity is overwhelming your sense of fear

>>4178951
>A. Get out of there right now. Forget what the voice says. You’re not being cowardly; you’re being smart and staying out of the way.
Listening to the voice that told us to kill someone before can't be a good idea.

>>4178959
That is a very good point.

>>4178959
+1 maybe if we get a hold of this then we can try and mess around with it

>>4178951
Also Romulox you can probably use that language thing that people were messing around with in the last qst general for our inner thoughts

>>4178969
I'm sorry, I'm not sure what you are referring to.

>>4178971
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Here is the link if you want to use it

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>>4178969
>>4178959
Would you good anons mind doing me a favor and rolling a d100 each, please?

I'll need two or three total so anyone lurking feel free to roll as well.

Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>4179000

Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>4179000

>>4179002
>>4179012
That'll do, just needed rolls for a perception check.

>>4178959
>>4178969
A.

Forget this voice. Forget the anger you’re feeling at being called a coward. This thing is blowing up banks and police cars. This is not a game, this is not a situation you have any business being involved in. You’re not Superman, you’re not Batman, you’re some kid with powers that you don’t fully understand. This voice’s judgmental word is not going to override your better judgement. If anything, a voice that once encouraged you to kill a classmate now telling you to rush in there and do battle with an unknown, dangerous foe makes you think that you’ve made the right choice. Someone or something that encourages you to take a fight you easily won and turn it into a murder is probably not worth paying much mind.

As the police open fire, you turn and get the heck out of there, leaving the JCPD to do their jobs and deal with whomever or whatever is causing all of this chaos. And you are far from the only one running, as many other civilians heed their flight instincts and vacate the area as quickly as they can. Even so, there are quite a few running *toward* the explosions and blaster fire. With every crisis or disaster there will be those who don’t want to miss a second of the madness.

You don’t see what’s going on at the bank anymore. What you see are others fleeing, a growing number of people who look at you and the others with curiosity as they ponder what everyone’s running from (a few of them decide to follow the herd, as it were, and start running in the same direction in case whatever all of you are running from is coming their way). Your ears are assailed by the sounds of sirens, and you soon see five police cars speed past, lights flashing as they race to provide backup to those at the bank.

You also spot a bird flying overhead in the direction of the bank. What strikes you as odd, though, is that you could swear this bird is green.
Finally satisfied that you’ve put a good bit of distance between yourself and the bank, you take a few seconds to catch your breath and decide where to go now that you’re safely away from all of the madness.

>A. Go home and watch what’s happening on the news

>B. Go to the beach. It’s a beautiful day, might as well enjoy it.

>C. Go to the park. It’s closer, and you won’t have to stop at home to get a swimsuit

>D. Go to the movies

>E. Go to the library

>F. Just go for a walk and try to avoid the bank in the process

(Just a reminder that write-ins are allowed, I just don’t put a specific letter for them)

>>4179032
>Go somewhere quiet and interrogate the voice, asking what the hell it is.

I want answers, dammit!

Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>4179000

>>4179040
this, i wanna do this

>>4179040
>>4179053

Okay, looks like we'll be going with this.

Any suggestions about where to go to yell at yourself?

>>4179032
>A. Go home and watch what’s happening on the news

>>4179056
>>4179032
Home should be fairly quiet.

>>4179040
>Go somewhere quiet and interrogate the voice, asking what the hell it is.
Okay, now that you’re out of immediate danger, you feel like you should get some answers.

That voice has always disturbed you, but today, it’s really managed to rattle you. For some reason that single word has really gotten to you. Not that you weren’t already feeling upset about it telling you to kill a classmate or criticizing you for falling into a bonfire (granted, even your parents criticized you for that one extensively once they were sure you were okay). Now admonishing you with such disgust, as if you’re such a loathsome person for avoiding that situation. Where does it get off? More importantly, what is it, and what does it want with you?

Time to find out.

It takes a bit of walking to find a place where you can talk to yourself without drawing too many looks from people, but you eventually fin an alleyway in a safe part of the city where you can hopefully hash this out without getting mugged or having a bunch of people look at you like you’re schizophrenic or hopped up on drugs. You’re certainly not on any drugs. Schizophrenia is a more realistic possibility, but you really hope that isn’t the case, and even if it is, you don’t want people watching you have an episode.

In the relative seclusion of your private space in the alley, and after taking a moment to look around and make sure that you are truly alone, you speak, directing your intent toward the voice and hoping it hears you. If it’s keeping an eye on you enough to provide criticisms, you’re pretty confident that it can hear the single question you give in that moment.

“What the Hell are you?”

A sudden, booming declaration of identity? A figure with great glowing eyes appearing before you? Some random person walking by asking if you’re talking to them? If you were expecting any of those things, you are disappointed, as all the response you get is silence. You’re alone, in an alleyway, watching and listening for any answer to a question that’s been gnawing at your mind for years now.

And it seems that gnawing need for answers won’t be sated here or now.

>A. Keep trying. Demand that whoever or whatever it is explain itself!

>B. Forget it, go home.

>C. Go for a walk and try to clear your head a bit.

>>4179084
>A. Keep trying. Demand that whoever or whatever it is explain itself!
And call it a coward if it doesn't respond.

>>4179094
Well played, sir.

>>4179081
Sorry, anon, I didn't see that post until I was posting the update

>>4179094
100% this

>>4179094
Brilliant. +1

>>4179094
>>4179108
>>4179112
A.

You’re not going to let this person or thing ignore you. It doesn’t just get to watch you, invade your senses to criticize you, and then just disappear and refuse to respond when you want answers. That’s not how this is going to work. So, staying where you are, you repeat the question.

No answer.

You repeat the question again, and again there’s no answer. Part of you is beginning to wonder if this person or thing is even still around at this point, but you quickly come up with an approach that should tell you for sure. The shear disgust and anger with which he (you assume it’s a he, the voice was rather deep) called you a coward makes it crystal clear that this unknown entity considers cowardice a loathsome trait. As such, it probably wouldn’t appreciate if you were to call it a…

“Coward!”

There’s silence following that word, but you get a feeling in the pit of your stomach, and once again a chill runs through your body. You see nothing and hear nothing, but you can feel an overwhelming sense of anger being directed at you. This entity is still around, and you’ve gotten its attention, but that may prove to be a very bad thing. Its presence is clear, but you still can’t tell if it’s coming from somewhere around you or even inside of you. What if this thing’s some kind of demon, or like, a psychic monster watching you from afar and invading your mind to speak? Would you want to make something like that angry? Well, too late now. It’s furious. Hopefully the insult will prompt it to give you some answers.

“I am the one who should be in control…” the unknown speaker rumbles in fury and loathing.

Well, that’s a response, you guess. It doesn’t answer a whole lot, though. If anything, it just raises further questions. Why does it have to be so brief and cryptic? Still, that demon or psychic invader theory’s sounding a bit more credible now.

>A. Ask it what it means. What should it be in control of?

>B. Tell it that what it should be is leaving you alone

>C. Tell it that if it was meant to be in control, whatever that means, it would be. It’s not, so it shouldn’t be.

>D. Drop this conversation and go home

>>4179131
>C. Tell it that if it was meant to be in control, whatever that means, it would be. It’s not, so it shouldn’t be.
I mean, these are facts

>>4179131
Try and get it to tell us some more info then go to a junkyard to test our powers depending on how late it is

>>4179131
>C. Tell it that if it was meant to be in control, whatever that means, it would be. It’s not, so it shouldn’t be.

Holy shit Som, how many TT quests have you tried to make already? It's amazing how creatively bankrupt you are.

>>4179131
>Ask it if it has a name or if it wants us to keep calling it coward
If it is a demon then maybe we can look it up.

>>4179135
>>4179181
C.

All the response you’ve gotten from this thing so far is it whining about not getting what it wants. That’s not much to go on, but it should give you an in to maybe manipulate it into letting a little bit more information slip.

“If you were meant to be in control” you start. “Whatever that means, you would be. You’re not, so you shouldn’t be.”

The surge of anger that follows nearly throws you off of your feet. This person or thing, whatever it is, seems remarkably easy to set off. Still, part of you wonders if you’re not playing with fire here. What if it really is some sort of demon or psychic villain with access to your mind or body? How badly could it hurt you? For now, at least, it either can’t or won’t, as instead of a sudden feeling agony, you’re instead greeted by furious raving.

“You worthless little vermin! I am superior to you in every way! If not for me, and if that impudent bastard hadn’t interfered, you wouldn’t even exist!”

>A. Ask it what it means

>B. Tell it that it seems pretty inferior if all it can do is scream at you and whine about not getting its way

>C. Ask if it has a name, or if you should keep calling it Coward.

>D. You’ve had enough of this, but this whole day has made you a lot more curious about your powers. Maybe there’s some place you can test them out a bit (write-in with where you want to go)

>E. You’re tired of its rambling, drop this conversation and go home

>>4179200
>"Alright, just tell me what the hell you are and what you want with me, Grumpy!"

>>4179200
>A. Ask it what it means
I kinda wanna help, mostly cause whatever happened to him explains what happened to us

>>4179200
>A. Ask it what it means

>>4179200
>C. Ask if it has a name, or if you should keep calling it Coward.

Subtle information grab. Who knows, maybe we can change this thing towards good?

>>4179208
A.

“What do you mean?” you ask of it.

Another flash of anger, but that quickly cools off as whoever or whatever it is seems...almost unsure of how to answer that. Where you felt overwhelming anger only a moment ago, you’re faced now with uncertainty, confusion, and a great deal of frustration that is thankfully less intense than the fury you were getting used to. It seems odd that you can almost sense how this thing is feeling, but maybe you’re just projecting. Confusion? Uncertainty? Frustration? All of those emotions describe how you’re feeling about all of this right now.

But no, as it speaks again, you can tell that your assessment was right on the money.

“He…. did something, that one…interfered with my work. I should have been alone, in total control…not dormant for fifteen years while another…no, that’s not right. You’re not…not another, but you’re not me! Or…no, you’re not, but…why did…how did…why can’t I remember…”

As it descends further and further into rambling, its voice grows softer, weaker, tired. It seems as if it’s fading away or going back to sleep after waking from a long nap. It won’t be much longer, at this rate, until the voice disappears altogether, and the presence vanishes for an unknown amount of time. Any questions you have, anything you need to say, you’re going to have to make it quick and keep it brief. Hopefully you can get one last scrap of information from this thing before it leaves.

>A. Ask it its name

>B. What does it mean that you’re not another?

>C. Who did this to him?

>D. What’s his name?

>E. What is it supposed to be in control of?

>F. Forget it, let it go. You want to find something else to do.

>>4179233
>A. Ask it its name

>>4179233
A, then D.

>>4179246
Wow, I did not mean to do the same option twice

Sorry

>>4179233
>A. Ask it its name

>>4179247
I was just being silly. Didn’t mean to put you on the spot.

>>4179233
>A. Ask it its name
if its going to sleep then a name might clue us in on what to research

>>4179237
>>4179246
>>4179248
A.

“What’s your name?” you ask, hoping to at least get that much information out of it before it disappears for God-knows how long.

Its ranting comes to a stop, and you’re worried that it’s vanished before it could answer or even hear your question. You’re feeling a bit frustrated about that when you feel the presence make one last push to respond to you. Its voice is faint, but you think you can make out its answer. A single word, and a strange name.

“Alghanam.”

With that, it speaks no more, and you get the sense of its presence retreating from you, either leaving your mind or leaving the area, you’re still not positive about how this works. What you are pretty certain of is that you are once again alone, standing in an alleyway, in complete silence.

That silence lasts for about three seconds as your ears are once again assailed by the sound of approaching sirens. Taking a few steps forward and poking your head out of the alleyway, you look toward the sound and see an unusual sight. Someone seems to be flying toward you. As they get closer, you quickly realize that they are indeed a person, and a rather short one at that. A bearded man in goggles and a green jumpsuit with a hood up over his head, being propelled by a jetpack of some kind from the looks of it, and carrying some manner of firearm in one hand, and a large sack in the other. The firearm looks like a toy made of junk this guy just put together in his garage or something, but as you watch, he turns part of his body to look toward the trio of police cars on his tail, and fires off a blast that sends the lead car swerving and crashing into a nearby building, mercifully not hitting any pedestrians.

You think you may have just gotten your first look at the bank robber, and whatever you were expecting, this wasn’t it.

An officer leans out the window of one of the cars and takes a shot with his blaster, catching the demented dwarf’s jetpack and knocking him right out of the sky. Somehow, the blast doesn’t look to have seriously hurt the fleeing flyer, but he does hit the road and go tumbling for several yards before stopping. The police cars stop, and officers get out, weapons drawn, only to step back as tiny orbs roll away from the tiny man, releasing a large amount of smoke that quickly hides him from their sight.

He pushes himself off the ground and starts to run.

>A. Get out there and get in his way!

>B. You think you see a bandana in the dumpster a few feet from you. Grab it, put it on to hide your identity, worry about how gross it is later, and go deal with this devilish dwarf

>C. Slink back into the alleyway, and keep out of this

>D. Get away quickly and run home

>>4179256
Oh, I know, I just didn't notice I'd made that mistake until I'd seen your post and read what the two options were.

I'm going to fix myself dinner, so this next update will take longer. But do not worry, I'm not flaking or anything.

>>4179291
>B. You think you see a bandana in the dumpster a few feet from you. Grab it, put it on to hide your identity, worry about how gross it is later, and go deal with this devilish dwarf
i wanna kick the shit out of a dwarf and not feel bad about it

>>4179291
>Throw a trash can lid at him.

>>4179291
Write-in: Tail the dwarf back to his hideout.

>>4179291
>C. Slink back into the alleyway, and keep out of this

>>4179291
>C. Slink back into the alleyway, and keep out of this

>>4179310
>>4179314
>>4179302
Gotta say, a bit surprised by these responses.

>>4179304
This

>>4179320
We'll obviously get into the hero stuff at some point, just seems kinda weird to do it right after running away. The police seem to be doing a suprisingly decent job too.

>>4179291
>C. Slink back into the alleyway, and keep out of this

>>4179333
good point there, it does seem kinda weird that we would run into battle despite running away at first and the police actually doing a bang up job rn

>>4179304
>>4179303
>>4179310
>>4179314
>>4179329
>>4179335
Just got back.

We've got three for fighting

Three for getting out of the way

And one for trailing him.

Can I get a tie-breaker please?

>>4179345
you can just roll for it

Rolled 1 (1d1)

>>4179348
>>4179345

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>4179345
>>4179348

>>4179355
>>4179353
>>4179348
>>4179345
Okay, getting out of the way it is.

>>4179358
Internal consistency ftw!

>>4179314
>>4179310
C.

Admittedly, you’re tempted to get involved. Maybe grab that dirty bandana from the dumpster and go kick some butt without your identity a secret and your face in serious need of a washing when all is said and done. Maybe pick up a trashcan lid and hit the little thief with it. That would be pretty cool, and probably pretty funny.

Ultimately, however, your more rational side wins out, telling you that this isn’t something you should involve yourself with. You don’t understand your powers, and you aren’t fully sure what this guy is capable of. He has a jetpack, smoke pellets, and some kind of gun that can take out police cars. Unless you’re sure you can handle all of that, you don’t want to throw yourself into the fray. The sensible thing to do is to let the police handle this. And besides, they seem to be doing an alright job. They took out the little guy’s jetpack, managed not to kill anybody when one of their cars got taken out, and were smart enough to back away from the smoke pellets. They’ve probably got this.

With that in mind, you slink back into the alleyway, keeping out of sight and out of the way until criminal and cop have both departed. You don’t see what happens next, but before long you hear doors shut, sirens blare, and see two cars shoot past the alleyway in pursuit of the little guy. Hopefully they’ll catch him soon.

As for you, you’ve had an interesting day, to say the least. It’s about an hour until your mom will probably have dinner ready, but you’re sure she won’t be upset if you decide to get yourself something to eat while you’re out. You’ve got time to do what you want for at least an hour.

What do you do?

>A. Go for a walk then head home

>B. Go straight home

>C. Everything that’s happened today has made you think more about your powers. Find a place to test them out a bit (write-in where you want to go)

>D. Go to the library and see if you can find any information on the name “Alghanam”

>>4179373
>D. Go to the library and see if you can find any information on the name “Alghanam”

>>4179373
>D. Go to the library and see if you can find any information on the name “Alghanam”

>>4179373
>>D. Go to the library and see if you can find any information on the name “Alghanam”

>>4179373
>D. Go to the library and see if you can find any information on the name “Alghanam”

>>4179377
>>4179379
D.

You might as well look into that name you were able to get out of your mysterious invisible contact. “Alghanam”. It feels familiar to you somehow, though you aren’t sure why. You’ve never heard it before, you’ve never met somebody with a name even close to it. In fact, the closest name you think you’ve ever encountered is “Alan”. You have no clue what language that name comes from, or if it’s a name unique to the voice. But, you do know a place where you might be able to find some answers.

Your friendly local library.

It’s a bit of a hike, but soon enough you get where you need to go, and begin your search for any scraps of information you can find about the name you were given. Unfortunately, you get less than you’d hoped for, as you find no mention of anybody with that name in any books you think to look at. Fortunately, the library has few enough people in it (a few elderly people, someone in a blue cloak, some kids probably working on book reports) that you’re able to find librarians to help you search for the name. Unfortunately, no librarians were familiar with it, either. But they were able to help you find something. Not a name, but a word.

From a bit of looking around, it seems that “Alghanam” might not really be a name, but an Arabic word with a few possible definitions. The three definitions you came across were “winner”, “looter”, and “plunderer”. “Winner” would certainly fit the superiority complex your unseen conversational partner seemed to have (though based on his rants, he’s probably not feeling like a winner right now). “Looter” and “plunderer” have similar meanings to one-another, giving a sort of two-thirds chance that his name is supposed to mean something like that. Then again, maybe all three fit, and he was victorious in something and was a supporter of the phrase “to the victor goes the spoils”.

It’s not a lot to go on, but it’s something. And you get the feeling it’s as much as you’ll get today.
>A. Go home

>B. Go get yourself a pizza or a burger or something

>C. Go find a place to practice with your powers

>>4179406
>B. Go get yourself a pizza
COWABUNGA!

>>4179406
Practice powers
Junkyard

Taking my dogs for a walk, will update again when I get back.

>Go find a place to practice with your powers.
Abandoned building ( Like a warehouse), Junkyard, or a forest that people don't go to really.

>>4179406
>C. Go find a place to practice with your powers
I wanna know what we can do

>>4179406
Assuming we won't be (too) late for dinner, I support C.

>>4179422
>>4179412
>>4179419
>>4179420

It's pretty much dinner time if that effects anyone's decisions.

Your mom will reheat your plate if you ask, though.

>>4179412
>>4179419
>>4179420
Okay, we'll go with junkyard.

C.

You’re already probably going to be late for dinner, so it’s not really worth worrying about at this point. What is weighing on your mind is the question of what it is you can do. You get the feeling that you’re strong and durable. But how much so? You also get the feeling that you might be invulnerable or resistant to fire….but that one might be one to work on later. For strength and durability, though, you can think of a place where you might be able to give the strength and durability thing a try.

Another lengthy walk sees you arriving at one of the city’s junkyards. With so many people around, there is an abundant amount of trash to be found. Thankfully, it’s not littering the streets, but instead located in places like this. Not a place someone you age would commonly come to unless they’re down on their luck scavenging for things, but for you it should make a decent place to get a workout. Specifically, the cars stacked about could make for some good weights. Granted, you’re pretty sure they’ve all had parts of varying sizes and weights removed from them, but if you’re really super strong, they might make a good test of that, seeing as places like this often still need cranes to move these vehicles even with parts missing.

So, what to do? You find a car, grab it by its front, and find that, with a bit of effort, you’re able to push it up so it’s sitting on its bumper.

>A. Okay, you have super strength. That settles it. Now go home.

>B. Take it a step further. Pick the car up completely off the ground and lift it over your head.

>C. Go one further than that! Pick the car up and throw it!

>D. Forget lifting and throwing, see if you can punch through the hood

>E. Find a lighter or something and see if you can touch the flame to your skin without burning

>>4179473
>B. Take it a step further. Pick the car up completely off the ground and lift it over your head.

>>4179473
>D. Forget lifting and throwing, see if you can punch through the hood
Striking power and lifting power are two different things.

>>4179473
>B. Take it a step further. Pick the car up completely off the ground and lift it over your head.

>>4179480
+1

>>4179480
>>4179484
B.

Okay, you’re strong. Really strong. But there’s no reason to just decide that and call it a day, right? You should push yourself a bit further, get a better idea of just how strong “really strong” is. And wouldn’t you know it, it’s pretty simple to go a step further. Instead of having the front of the car up in the air, why not get the whole thing up there. Stepping under the car, crouching down, and positioning your hands so that you can lift the bumper and then quickly establish proper weight distribution, you pick the vehicle up completely off of the ground, soon finding yourself standing with the motor vehicle lifted above your head.

You feel pretty awesome right now. Not only that, but you get the feeling that you could throw this thing without much trouble. Though, you’re not sure if tossing cars around is a good idea, both because that would make a metallic mess of the property of whoever owns this junkyard, and because, like with normal exercise, overexerting yourself can make a great deal of pain later.

Of course, there’s no telling at what point you’d be overexerting yourself. Maybe you could do this all night without feeling a thing tomorrow. Maybe you’re as strong as Superman! Wouldn’t that be something? Is that even possible? Who knows?! Maybe you *should* find out.

>A. No, call it a night and go home.

>B. Go nuts. Lift and throw cars until the sun comes up tomorrow morning!

>C. Maybe don’t go totally crazy, but a few hours of this could be fun.

>D. Mix it up. Start punching cars!

>E. Test your durability! Try and make a car fall on top of you!

>F. Find a way to make some fire, then see how your body responds to it.

>>4179510
>>D. Mix it up. Start punching cars!

>>4179510
>B. Go nuts. Lift and throw cars until the sun comes up tomorrow morning!
I wanna see how durable and how much stamina we have

>>4179510
>D. Mix it up. Start punching cars!

>>4179510
>D. Mix it up. Start punching cars!

>>4179529
>>4179521
>>4179513
Well, no cars shall be spared. I guess.

>>4179529
+ 1
Yep, the news shall report about this Kek

>>4179521
>>4179513
>>4179529
What’s better than lifting cars? Punching cars!

Setting down the motor vehicle that you’ve lifted over your head, you circle around to the front of it, pull back your right arm, and punch right through the hood. It feels effortless, but you did have to make a conscious decision and effort to actually punch that hard. You guess you were always subconsciously pulling your punches and keeping your strength in check. Well, not entirely subconsciously, after that incident in the school cafeteria you knew had to be careful with your impressive strength.

Thinking about that makes you really glad you didn’t listen to the voice when it told you to keep hitting your classmate. With the kind of strength you seem to have, you could have broken your fellow student like a toothpick without any trouble, just a lack of restraint.

That’s something to consider. With great power comes a great need to be careful in its use.

You circle around the car, punching through doors just as easily.

Super strength, both in terms of lifting and punching confirmed!

Now what?

>A. Alright, that’s enough. Go home.

>B. Go nuts. Punch and lift and throw cars for hours!

>C. Move on to durability. Throw a car and have it land on you!

>D. Play with fire! Find a lighter!
>E. Double the madness; light a car on fire, then throw it and have it land on you! Or light yourself on fire, then throw a car and have it land on you!

>F. Don’t go home yet, but go find someplace to buy a burger, or some pizza, or a hotdog, or something

>>4179556
E. Double the madness; light a car on fire, then throw it and have it land on you! Or light yourself on fire, then throw a car and have it land on you
100% MAXIMUM NO CHILL!

>>4179556
Let’s not keep mom waiting too long. Let’s test one more thing today and we can test durability tomorrow.

Write-in: See how high I can jump. Squat jump full power. Then, go home.

>>4179556
>D. Play with fire! Find a lighter!
We should also check if our clothes are still fireproof.

>>4179556
>Write-in: See how high I can jump. Squat jump full power. Then, go home.

>>4179575
>>4179568
Write-in: See how high I can jump. Squat jump full power. Then, go home.

Your curiosity has been at least partially sated. And, with it starting to get late, you decide you shouldn’t keep mom waiting too much longer, especially if you want her to reheat some dinner for you when you get home. But before you go, you want to do one more test of your powers.

With how strong you are, you bet you can jump super high. Maybe not enough to leap tall buildings in a single bound, but surely you can make it rather high. So, it’s time to find out. You do a squat, and jump as high as you can, making it to the top of one of the car stacks nearby, and landing right on it. Not bad, you think that’s almost two stories. You’re not sure. It was pretty high, though, higher than any NBA player or Olympic athlete could manage.

Finally having some idea of what you can do, and not really wanting to be hanging out here after dark, you take your leave and start heading home.

When you arrive, you find your parents sitting on the living room couch, watching the news, which is unsurprisingly reporting on the bank robbery from earlier today.

>A. Take a seat and watch the news with your parents

>B. Head to the kitchen and see what’s left from dinner

>C. Go get a shower

>D. Ask your mom if she can reheat you something. You’re hungry.

>>4179605
> Go get a shower
>Ask your mom if she can reheat you something. You're hungry.
Can ask when changing into clothes

>>4179605
Write-in: “Hey, Mom and Dad! How was your day?” Then, A, until you figure out if they caught the guy. Then, B. Then C.

>>4179605
Write-in: >Strangle them for the years of neglect and beatings

>>4179620
Support

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>>4179625

>>4179605
>> Go get a shower
>>Ask your mom if she can reheat you something. You're hungry.

>>4179625
Lol. It’s funny until you figure out they have hidden super powers, too.

>>4179647
>>4179620
>>4179615
>>4179629
Do you watch the news or go get a shower right away?

Gripping decisions!

>>4179670
Watch the news. Did they catch the dwarf?

>>4179670
Watch the news a bit

>>4179620
>>4179629
Write-in: “Hey, Mom and Dad! How was your day?” Then, A, until you figure out if they caught the guy. Then, B. Then C.

“Hey, mom and dad!” you greet as you make your way to the couch and take a seat so you can see the television. “How was your day?”

“Fine,” your mom answers, only half-paying attention as her eyes are glued to the television.

“Good, how was yours?” your dad asks, paying slightly more attention, but also seeming enthralled by what’s happening in TV.

You answer that your day was fine, and then give your attention over to the television in front of you, which details a bit of what happened when you left the bank.

That dwarf, who the reports note has yet to have been identified, apparently had a couple of miniature tanks of some kind with him, which blasted away police vehicles and endured blaster fire while the little man himself stayed inside gathering up cash. The police, despite their efforts, were not having much success until backup arrived in an unexpected form.

“Beast Boy, a surviving member of the legendary Doom Patrol arrived on the scene, and disabled the strange contraptions that were keeping the police pinned down” one of the newscasters narrates over a clip of a small green bird suddenly morphing into a massive green elephant and dropping down on top of the two small tanks that were just being talked about.

You wonder how that little guy was able to get as far from the bank as when you last saw him. With this Beast Boy guy showing up and smashing his stuff, it sounds like that should have been it. But the newscasters explained that the dwarf soon emerged with a massive flamethrower and improvised explosives that did further damage to police vehicles and to surrounding buildings, and that Beast Boy had to turn his attention away from the criminal in order to protect civilians and help get wounded officers to safety.

“The perpetrator has so far evaded capture” the newscaster concludes.

Disappointed to hear that this guy escaped the police, you decide you’ve seen enough for now, and head to the kitchen, reheating some of the chicken and mashed potatoes your mother made. As you heat your plate, you notice your older sister sitting at the kitchen table, her laptop in front of her as she types away.

“Hey” she greets without looking up.

She’s four years older than you, and in her third year of college. Technically she lives on campus, but she comes home fairly often for dinner. As she explains it, “mom’s cooking is a million times better than anything they serve there”. So, while she doesn’t really live at home anymore, you see her at least twice a week, oftentimes more than that.

CONT.

>>4179726
CONT.

You take your plate out of the microwave, take a seat, and enjoy mom’s cooking, then get up, put your plate in the dishwasher, and go to get a shower. After an eventful day, you have a full stomach, a clean body, and another day ahead of you tomorrow.

>A. Go to bed early

>B. Go play some video games for a few hours

>C. Go watch television in your room

>D. Go talk to your parents about your day

>>4179728
>>B. Go play some video games for a few hours

>>4179728
Is the sister good looking?

D - Family is important and character development.

>>4179736
...is that relevant?

>>4179738
You gave anons on 4chan a character with female relatives, of course they want to fuck them.

But is she?

>>4179728
>A. Go to bed early

>>4179736
no fuck sis pls

>>4179744
She's considered fairly attractive, yes.

Indefinite moratorium on anything lewd with female relatives.

>>4179738
>>4179748
I was joking... 85%.

Rolled 2 (1d3)

>>4179733
>>4179736
>>4179748

>>4179750
So you're saying there's a chance?

>>4179776
>>4179736
Talking with family it is.

>>4179750
GIVE ME THE PUSSY BOOOSSSS!

>>4179779
Indefinite. No chance. Stop it.

>>4179736

D.

You’ve spent most of the day on your own, some time talking with your parents could be nice.

By the time you join them in the living room once again, they’ve stopped watching the news and are instead viewing reruns of a sitcom that was popular about ten years back. They sit pretty much cuddled together on the couch, just enjoying one-another’s company as they watch television. Once they notice you’re in the room again, and since there’s no major news story being discussed right now, they give you their full attention.

“So, do anything fun today?” your dad asks.

>A. Tell them that you were near the bank when the robbery started, and tell them about your sighting of the little dwarf

>B. Tell them about the conversation you had with the voice in your head, and pray they don’t try to send you to a psyche ward.

>C. Tell them what you’ve learned about your powers

>D. Just tell them everything that happened today

>E. Tell them your day was fine, and ask them about theirs

>F. Ask them how your sister’s classes have been going

>le epic avoiding all action meme
>incestfags
sorry you ended up with shit players OP

>>4179744
alright, Raven exists in this quest though, who gives a fuck about your sister

>>4179801
>>E. Tell them your day was fine, and ask them about theirs

>>4179801
>A. Tell them that you were near the bank when the robbery started, and tell them about your sighting of the little dwarf
dripfeed it ig

>>4179820
>Not having Raven be your sister.

>>4179810
we still got time to actually do something cool, but yeah, avoiding action is lame, I wanna actually meet up with the Titans as early as possible

>>4179801
D

>>4179810
Don’t be a killjoy. CYOAs are supposed to be fun, and it wasn’t a serious matter. Granted, it would suck if the story got seriously derailed into a separate genre entirely and the author wasn’t enjoying the writing process.

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>>4179834
>NOOOOO I WANNA MAUL!

Rolled 1 (1d3)

>>4179851
>>4179825
>>4179821

>>4179851
>>4179825
>>4179821
Anybody want to tie-breaker this, or should I go with my roll

>>4179869
roll

>>4179869
Switch mine to A.

>>4179851
+ 1

>>4179851
>>4179866
>>4179869
>>4179880
>>4179851
D it is.

>>4179851
>>4179880
D.

Part of you worries about what their reaction would be to certain parts of your story if you told them everything that’s happened today. Part of you wants to just tell them little bit by little bit what’s been going on, let them sort of take it one thing at a time so maybe it’ll be easier to absorb and deal with. That voice of caution that kept you out of danger today urges you to be careful here.

This time, you do not listen to that voice.

This time, you go full pedal to the metal, not one single solitary crap given, and just lay it on them. You go from the explosion you witnessed at the bank, to the voice that called you a coward for deciding not to stick around, to the conversation you had with yourself in an abandoned alleyway as you tried to get to the bottom of the mysterious voice. You detail what you witnessed happen in terms of the bank-robbing dwarf right after, your trip to the library, and your escapades in the junkyard. By the time you finish, your mother has gone to the kitchen, and has gotten a pot of tea started. Your parents both have a tendency to make green tea with some valerian mixed into it when they need to calm their nerves, and their nerves clearly have been shot upon hearing all about your day.

You shudder to think of how they would react had you tried to fight the bank robber.

It’s hard to blame them for having such a reaction. Hearing their child was present during a bank robbery, and later got really close to a police chase is bad enough, but hearing that he was having conversations with himself (you couldn’t help but notice how your mother held her crucifix necklace for comfort during that part, and how your dad seemed to trade one kind of fear for another when you explained that your library search based on your schizophrenic episode actually turned up some kind of information). On top of that, revealing that you have super powers and what you’re capable of doing with them has got to be a point of stress. Really, as a parent, how do you help your child learn to deal with something like that when you don’t have powers yourself?

“I have a few questions…” your mother comments as she sits back on the couch, blowing her tea and trying to keep calm. “This voice tells you to do things?”

Yeah, that can’t be easy to hear as a parent.

You assure her that you’ve ignored it telling you to do things, and explain that you think whatever it is has something to do with where your powers came from. That doesn’t really seem to comfort her, and you see her grab her necklace again and bow her head in a little prayer.

CONT.

>>4179938
CONT.

Your father looks quite concerned as well, but he keeps slightly more composed. “Okay, so you’re probably not crazy” he says in a tone that, while joking, doesn’t have much real humor in it. “But, it sounds almost like you’ve got a demon in your head or something.”

>A. Admit you suspect something similar

>B. Tell him you understand that line of thinking, but that whatever it is doesn’t seem to have any control over you, so you don’t think you’re possessed

>C. You have another theory (write-in)

>D. Don’t say anything right now

>>4179938
>>4179941
Write in: Hard to say... I don’t think I’m schizophrenic, but I can’t know for sure without a diagnosis. What I can prove though, is that I have super strength. Do you trust me, Dad?” Wait for affirmative answer. “Watch this...” I pick up my dad and bench press him 100x . Then, I lift him over my head and squat his body like a barbell.

>>4179941
>>C. You have another theory (write-in)
We're seventeen, but the voice said it was dormant for fifteen years.
"Did something weird happen when I was two?"

>>4179966
Supporting this.

>>4179966
+1

>>4179941
Actually, wouldn’t it be crazy if this story, instead of being a superhero genre was a psychological thriller and we, the protagonist, were actually schizophrenic?

>>4179982
Or, our parents are secretly evil / manipulative and aided or planted this Alghanam thing in our brain?

>>4179985
Wait. Alghanam is Arabic, right? Is our family Arabic?

I'm guessing Mom's Catholic.

>>4179966
>>4179972
>>4179980
>>C. You have another theory (write-in)
We're seventeen, but the voice said it was dormant for fifteen years.
"Did something weird happen when I was two?"

“I have an idea” you say after thinking for a moment. “I’m seventeen, but the voice said that it was dormant for fifteen years. Did something weird happen when I was two?”

Your mom and dad think it over, but you can quickly tell that nothing’s springing to mind for them, which seems to throw that theory out the window. The two of them look at one another to see if the other can think of anything, but it’s clear that neither can.

“Nothing” your dad tells you.

“But, these…powers did show up when you were fifteen” your mom points out.

“Hearing voices, feats of superhuman strength…it sounds like a stories of demonic possession, but you haven’t lost your mind and tried to kill anybody, you’re not foaming at the mouth over any religious imagery around the apartment, and you haven’t been saying anything stupidly over-the-top and blasphemous, so….” Your father says starts.

“It’s probably not that either” your mom finishes, sounding slightly less worried now that your dad pointed out the aspects of supposed demonic possession that are missing from your situation.

Your parents are pretty rational people most of the time, but they’re also very religious, and given all the oddities surrounding you right now, being possessed didn’t sound too far-fetched to you either, at least at first. Hell, that could be it after all and you’re all just dismissing it. Who knows?

“How…how are you dealing with it, kiddo?” your mom asks. “I mean, are you scared? Do you have a hard time controlling yourself when you hear this voice? And these powers, I mean…how are you dealing with them?”

>A. You’re not exactly comfortable hearing voices nobody else can hear that tell you to do things, and whoever or whatever is talking to you can make you very angry with insults, but you’ve never felt like you were going to suddenly lose control of your body or anything. And the powers are something you’ve had for two years now, it’s just a matter of self control

>B. Honestly, you’re scared and don’t know what to do

>C. Frankly, you think the super powers are awesome. You don’t like the voice, but having super strength is the coolest! Maybe you could become a super hero!

>D. You’re fine, you’ve got your powers under control, and you won’t let this voice tell you what to do You’re really just more curious than anything else. Where do these powers come from? Who’s this Alghanam?

>>4179991
>>4180001
Your parents are Catholic, but I've left your character's appearance and race up to you guys to agree upon. Catholics can be found in any ethnic group, and your family's been in America long enough to be just like most other American families regardless of race or country of origin, so you tell me.

>>4180011
>>A. You’re not exactly comfortable hearing voices nobody else can hear that tell you to do things, and whoever or whatever is talking to you can make you very angry with insults, but you’ve never felt like you were going to suddenly lose control of your body or anything. And the powers are something you’ve had for two years now, it’s just a matter of self control

>>4180014
You do realize that everyone here wants to play as Wonder Bread right?

>>4180024
Wonder Bread?

>>4180011
>>C. Frankly, you think the super powers are awesome. You don’t like the voice, but having super strength is the coolest! Maybe you could become a super hero!

>"You didn't make any bargains with strange people while I was a fetus, right? Just making sure I don't miss anything."

>>4180011
>A. You’re not exactly comfortable hearing voices nobody else can hear that tell you to do things, and whoever or whatever is talking to you can make you very angry with insults, but you’ve never felt like you were going to suddenly lose control of your body or anything. And the powers are something you’ve had for two years now, it’s just a matter of self control

>>4180011
>C. Frankly, you think the super powers are awesome. You don’t like the voice, but having super strength is the coolest! Maybe you could become a super hero!

>>4180017
>>4180029
>>4180035
You guys seem split down the middle on this.

>>4180011
A
Tell them you are gonna head to Titans tower and see if they can help

>>4180024
I'm fine with half and half, maybe a hispanic mom and white dad.

>>4180043
The Teen Titans don't exist.

>>4180042
You could make it a mix of both, nervous about the voice but ecstatic about the powers.

>>4180011
D, for me, personally. But if there’s a tie, I’ll change to A.

I thought that perhaps we were adopted or something which could explain the previous answer choice.

>>4180014
Generally, most Catholics are European-descended or come from colonies who were European (which, I guess, is most ethnic groups). I just wanted to eliminate the potential homegrown dissident angle, if you catch my drift.

The person speaking to us could be Arabic, have some background in the Middle East, or be influenced by something there since he goes by an Arabic name.

Since we don’t have a background from that area, that eliminates the possibility of us having a familial or concrete connection to this guy.

It’s possible we could have something implanted in our brain that could explain the voices. Possession or a psychic connection could also explain it.

>>4180048
That could work.

>>4180043
>>4180035
>>4180032
>>4180029
>>4180017


>A. You’re not exactly comfortable hearing voices nobody else can hear that tell you to do things, and whoever or whatever is talking to you can make you very angry with insults, but you’ve never felt like you were going to suddenly lose control of your body or anything. And the powers are something you’ve had for two years now, it’s just a matter of self control

>C. Frankly, you think the super powers are awesome. You don’t like the voice, but having super strength is the coolest! Maybe you could become a super hero!

>E. Mix of both, nervous about the voice but ecstatic about the powers.

>>4180051
>A.

>>4180051
E

Did I read over that there are no Titans in this or has that been said?

>>4180051
>>E. Mix of both, nervous about the voice but ecstatic about the powers.

>>4180058
It was mentioned that this city doesn't have super heroes, and on the news earlier, Beast Boy was referred to as a surviving member of the Doom Patrol, not a Teen Titan

>>4180051
E

>>4180027
White people basically.
>>4180044
I knew a guy like that once. Funnily enough he also claimed to hear voices
>>4180051
>E. Mix of both, nervous about the voice but ecstatic about the powers.

>>4180076
Most protags tend to be white guys in these things, but I wanted to give you all the option to make his appearance what you want.

>>4180051
E

wasn't Starfire like the last member to show up in the show?

>>4180069
>>4180076
>>4180058
>E. Mix of both, nervous about the voice but ecstatic about the powers.

You admit to them that you’re not exactly comfortable hearing mysterious voices that nobody else have any awareness of, voices that tell you to do things, no less. And you admit that whoever or whatever is talking to you can make you very angry with insults. But, you reassure them that through each of your encounters with the voice, you never felt like you were going to suddenly lose control of your body.

You’re not sure how much comfort that brings your parents, but even a little bit would be welcome to you right about now.

As for the powers, you’re pretty ecstatic about them, and you admit as such. Having super strength is the coolest, as far as you’re concerned, and part of you even wonders if you could become a super hero with those kinds of abilities.

Your parents don’t look thrilled with that. They also don’t immediately tell you “no”. But really, how are parents supposed to respond? One’s child having super powers and wanting to use them to be a hero is hardly an ordinary situation. If you had to guess, they’re torn between forbidding you from putting yourself in danger, and being proud of you for wanting to help others, sort of like if you’d announced you wanted to be a police officer, or fireman, or soldier.

“That’s something to think hard about” your mother tells you somewhat tensely. “And I mean hard. Like, what would be your reasons for being a super hero?”

>A. You have powers, you might as well use them for good.

>B. Because it would be awesome and exciting!

>C. You haven’t really thought that hard about it, or committed to the idea, it’s just a thought for now

>D. Because it would make you famous and everyone would love you

That will be my last update for tonight.

Thank you all, participants and lurkers alike for joining in the first session of this quest. I hope you all have enjoyed what you've seen so far.

I am, unfortunately, one of those schmucks whose business has been declared "essential" despite not being an emergency service, grocery store, or food service place.

Fortunately, I only have to work once a week for the time being.

Unfortunately, that time is tomorrow.

I intend to do some more updates tomorrow night after work, which would be sometime in the early evening on the East Coast.

In the meantime, please vote on this latest update, discuss your character, try to work out a name, appearance, all of that good stuff.

If anybody has any feedback, comments, or questions, please post them, as I'll stick around for a short bit and address what I can, and will read any that are posted when I'm not around and answer those when I can.

Thank you again for playing, and stay safe everybody.

>>4180107
>A. You have powers, you might as well use them for good.
Paragon route

>>4180107
>"The same reason Jesus didn't stay a carpenter, I have a gift that can help. Oh Jesus, I didn't mean to compare myself to Jesus, sorry mom."

>>4180107
A + I'm going to have to train so I don't hurt anyone

What do they do for a living?

>>4180107
>C. You haven’t really thought that hard about it, or committed to the idea, it’s just a thought for now

>>4180118
Thanks for running.

>>4180118
good luck at work Romulox, quest is looking pretty fun right now

>>4180127
I laughed.

>>4180129
Your dad's a teacher.

Your mom was, too, but got married and pregnant with your sister early in her career and decided to retire so she could care for your sister and later you full time.

Once you've gone off to college she plans to try and return to teaching.

>>4180107
A little surprised by the patience of these parents. You think they’d forbid their son from doing anything that superheroes do. He hasn’t even demonstrated his strength in front of his folks. And putting that in the background, he hears a strange voice intermittently that is able to imbue artificial feelings inside of him.

I think if I was a parent, I’d have a difficult time not having my child committed if he claimed he was a superhero or have some sort of superhero squad to pick him up. Or, have they just gotten used to the ideas of Superheroes?

Additionally, as a kid, who’s to say that he can even be responsible with powers like that? I think if the kid is truly honest, C is the best choice.

Voting C.

>>4180174
They're more willing to accept strange ideas since they live in a world where people like Superman, Wonder Woman, and The Flash exist.

They also did see you fall face-first into a bonfire and emerge entirely unscathed, and heard enough about the incident in the cafeteria to believe you have super strength.

That said, the voice thing terrifies both of them, and they'd probably do good to see you demonstrate your strength to them.

>>4180107
>C. You haven’t really thought that hard about it, or committed to the idea, it’s just a thought for now

>>4180216
aw what? That's lame

>>4180220
Oh, I meant she will not be the last to show up in this quest. She will be *in* this quest, but she won't be the last teammate to appear.

My mistake.

>>4180224
Thank god, that would've been a big no-no for me.

>>4180232
She may be different than she was on the show, though. Just a warning.

>>4180224
thank god, would've been a dealbreaker, love the dynamic of the main team from the show but i would like other Teen Titans members to show up, would be cool to find Superboy growing in a lab somewhere

>>4180243
She'll be in it, Beast Boy was on the news, you may have caught sight of another team member earlier in the thread too.

>>4180241
If she's like the nu52 Skankfire, I'm out. Hell, I'd be happy if you didn't change too much about her.

>>4180259
wasn't she always a hoe tho?

>>4180259
She will likely have traits from her New Teen Titans (the series where she first showed up) version, and the version of her in the recent animated movies (Justice League vs Teen Titans, Judas Contract)

>>4180264
Yeah, but she'd be the kinda hoe that'd snuggle afterwards and make weird space food in the morning. She's more open sexually but she's also very open emotionally. If the only change is toning down the sluttiness then that's fine.

>>4180268
based, she was cool there, wait how old would everyone be then? Would they be 17 or younger too?

>>4180268
That's totally fine.

>>4180273
16-18

>>4180277
one more question, which Robin we getting?

>>4180269
She will not do anything like that one infamous page that always gets posted on /co/

>>4180280
Dick

>>4180282
what page is that? And hell yeah, best one

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>>4180288
oh, so nu52 Starfire was just a whore

>>4180298
Let's just say she wasn't well received.

>>4180301
Like most characters from that version.

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>>4180298
She was more fun pre nu52

>>4180305
lmao, this is awesome

>>4180311
She was a damn bloodknight in her earlier appearances and it was pretty great.

>>4180130
+1
Something like we are not sure what we want to do but I know I want it to involve my powers.
Something like it

Fuck off, Som.

>>4179810
Yeah, my thoughts too. We'll get there eventually though.
>>4180288
Why you guys shitting on this? It's pretty based. Fuck American puritan culture.
>>4180107
>You haven’t really thought that hard about it, or committed to the idea, it’s just a thought for now
I see that we've already kind of committed to openness with them, but I think it's a bad idea to get family involved in super-bullshit.

>>4180250
>you may have caught sight of another team member earlier in the thread

Anyone more perceptive than me caught what this is alluding to?

>>4180857
We saw Beast Boy earlier as the green bird. I thought that was him, but I figured others already knew that.

>>4180882
There was another

>>4180883
The blue cloak in the library?

>>4181002
That was Raven. We’ve seen two so far.

>>4180311
Having our character be thoughtful, cautious, and a family person is pretty cool. Hopefully we can get some action soon and i hope we stay a Catholic it would be fun to have some depth of belief in a char for once

>>4181019
Ah, ok. Cloak stood out to me, didn't register it was Raven though.

>>4181208
No offense but how could you not?

>>4180191
>>4180174
>>4180130
C.

You can tell that, despite not forbidding it outright, your parents are not keen on the idea of you becoming a superhero. People like Superman and Wonder Woman might be stronger than almost anything and anyone, but they have to deal with some of the most horrible people and monsters imaginable. Super Strength doesn’t always give you the edge you need if you’re dealing with monsters like Parasite or Dr. Psycho. And even the non-powered villains can be terrifying. That little dwarf who blew up a bank and police cars was bad enough, but then you have people like the Joker, who, last you heard, tracked down the daughter of his city’s police commissioner and paralyzed her to prove some kind of point. You’d be up against monsters and maniacs in every sense of the word if you took on the superhero life.

Frankly, your mom’s right to urge you to think about this as hard as possible, and you probably wouldn’t even blame them if they flat-out told you “no”.

Luckily, you’re not dead set on the idea yet, and you tell them as much, explaining that you haven’t really thought hard about it, and have committed to the idea or anything. For right now, it’s just a thought. Nothing more.

Their postures relax, and your dad takes a long sip of tea while your mom looks you over.

“Just…if you do make a decision like that…please talk to us first” she pleads. “And please make sure you’re doing it for the right reasons. You’re smart enough to realize it won’t be all adoring crowds and people dressing as you for Halloween.”

“Especially if you fight crime dressed like that,” your dad teases, drawing an amused chuckle from your mom.

“Probably shouldn’t just pull a bandana out of a trashcan, either” your mom teases, making you regret letting that little impulse make its way into your account of the day’s events.

>A. Ask them if they believe what you’ve told them

>B. Joke that you could make a garbage-can bandana into a serious fashion statement

>C. Tell them you love them and go to bed

>D. Go talk with your sister and see what she thinks about all of this

>>4181435
>>B. Joke that you could make a garbage-can bandana into a serious fashion statement
"Believe me, I want to live. I'll not do something flat out stupid"

>>4181442
Ah, getting those death-flags started early, are we?

>>4181446
all flags are black death flags if you were cool shades

>>4181454
...you know something, Anon?

You're okay.

>>4181435
>D. Go talk with your sister and see what she thinks about all of this
If we do go hero route (likely) we should learn some fighting style that use our strength to it's advantage

>>4181435
>B. Joke that you could make a garbage-can bandana into a serious fashion statement

>>4181435
E. Thanks, Mom and Dad. Think it would be okay to talk to sis about this? Or, do you think she’ll post about it on social media?

>>4181489
This didn't win, but I will say that your older sister knows about your powers and has kept it a secret so far just fine.

>>4181492
That's cool

>>4181442
>>4181481
B.

Joining in on the joking and laughter, you tell your mom and dad that you could turn a garbage-can bandana into a serious fashion statement. The three of you erupt into another bout of laughter, and all the tension from before seems to just vanish. Whatever else has happened today, whatever may happen in the future, it doesn’t matter right now. In this moment, you’re with family, sharing laughs and enjoying one-another’s company. Being with people you love definitely makes for a good end to any day.

You sit and chat with your mom and dad for a little while longer, the conversation moving on to this, and that, and a number of other things. Eventually, you hear your sister call from the kitchen that she’s going to bed and wish everyone a good night. That’s when you notice that it’s getting pretty late, and you decide that it’s probably time to get some sleep yourself.

Saying goodnight to your parents, you go to your room, climb into bed, and fall asleep as soon as your head hits the pillow.

That night, your dreams are a bit odd. Well, most of them are quite normal, but occasionally they’ll have what seems like a separate dream cut into them. Whatever images your sleeping mind has conjured up will fade away, replaced by dancing flames, billowing smoke, and a pair of piercing blue eyes shining through it all, somehow filling you with a sense of fear and anger that you can’t quite explain. Then, just like that, the strange dreams will vanish and the normal ones will pick up right where they left off. In your state of dreaming, you aren’t really contemplating it much, but when you awake, you find yourself wondering what all of that was about.

Maybe it was something you ate. Or maybe punching cars rattled your brain. Who knows?

You look over at your alarm clock. 9:00 AM. Your mom and dad will be getting ready to go to church soon. They don’t force you or your sister to go, but you know they’re always happy to have you with them.

>A. Get up and get ready really quick to go to church

>B. Forget it this week. Take your time getting up, make some breakfast, watch some TV

>C. Forget church. Head back to the junkyard to practice with your powers some more

>D. Go back to sleep and see if those weird dreams come back

>E. Go for a walk

>>4181492
I feel spoiled, but thanks for the info.

>>4181551
A

>>4181551
>C. Forget church. Head back to the junkyard to practice with your powers some more

>>4181551
Make them breakfast and then go to the junkyard

>>4181551
>A. Get up and get ready really quick to go to church

>>4181563
A.

It’s Sunday, and you decide to start the day off by going to mass with your mom and dad. Hopping out of bed, you race to get ready, and are able to make yourself dressed and presentable just in time to join your parents in going to church. Your sister, sitting in the kitchen in her PJs and eating a bowl of cereal, simply wishes the three of you a good time at church and tells you she’ll see you later.

The three of you get in the car, and you’re off! Jump City’s strange lack of traffic allows you to get to church pretty quickly, and you soon find yourself sitting in a pew, listening to the priest give his sermon. This week, it’s based on the time on Holy Thursday in which Jesus was in the garden, facing his moment of doubt and asking God to spare him from what was to happen soon after. The priest talks about how even Jesus, God in the flesh, felt fear and had times of doubt, but nonetheless faced and sacrificed what he did for the good of mankind. The priest goes on to suggest that, while all people, even Christ, face fear and doubt, they should find the same courage Jesus did and strive to do good. Anything from helping a stranger in need to those that risk their lives running into fires to save others. It’s a nice speech, definitely better than the fire and brimstone talks some other priests like to give, and while the delivery is a bit clumsy, the core message of overcoming fears and doubts and doing what you can to help others is a solid one.

After that, you receive Communion and go home with your family, finding that your sister has changed out of her pajamas, and has made bacon and eggs as brunch for everybody.

You all sit down and enjoy a nice meal. Making conversation, you hear that your sister’s got an essay due tomorrow, and she explains she spent most of last night getting it done, hence why she was on the computer all night. Once the food’s been eaten, your mom and dad do the dishes, and your sister follows you out of the kitchen, tapping you on the shoulder.

“I heard you three talking last night” she tells you. “And I won’t freak out like mom and dad. I don’t know about this voice you’re hearing, but I’ve seen that you have powers, so I know you’re at least not completely crazy. But is this voice really as…..”

She takes a minute to collect her thoughts. “You told mom and dad you didn’t think it was that dangerous, and that you could just ignore it. Were you telling the truth?”

>A. Absolutely. With something like this, you wouldn’t lie

>B. Honestly, you’re a little more weirded out than you told mom and dad, but you honestly don’t think you’re in any danger from it

>C. Tell her you were and tell her about the weird dreams from last night. See what she thinks about them

>>4181666
>Absolutely. With something like this, you wouldn’t lie

>>4181666
>B. Honestly, you’re a little more weirded out than you told mom and dad, but you honestly don’t think you’re in any danger from it

>>4181666
>My post about church ended in 666

Not a good sign

>>4181666
C

Rolled 1 (1d3)

>>4181677
>>4181679
>>4181683

>>4181679
I'll swap to C so we can escape this satan post.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>4181711
>>4181712

>>4181712
>>4181683

C.

You reassure your sister that you were being honest with your parents. When it comes to something like this, you wouldn’t lie, and you think deep down she probably knew that, but just needed to hear you say that you were being honest. Her reaction is less pronounced than what you got from your mom and dad, but you can tell you’ve put her mind a bit more at ease.

If nothing else, it’s nice to know that your big sister cares.

That gets you thinking, though. Maybe she can give you a bit of advice. Before she leaves to go do whatever it is she’s planning on doing, you stop here, and confide in her about the strange dreams you had last night that cut into your normal dreams. You talk about the flames, the billowing smoke, those eyes you could see with no view of the form of their owner, and the feelings of fear and anger those eyes drew out of you.

To give your sibling credit, she listens to you ramble on about your weird dreams without any laughter or annoyance, or even like you’re crazy. She just calmly takes in what you’re saying, her brow furrowing as she thinks about it.

“I don’t know, has anything like this happened in your dreams before?” she finally asks.

Not like this, not as far as you can recall, but you do remember over the past couple of years having the occasional oddity in your dream, where you’d see a pair of great glowing eyes off in the distance. Those were not the eyes you saw last night, though. The eyes you normally saw were much larger, and they seemed less…human. Those always seemed like they belonged to something inhuman, the ones you saw last night seemed at least mostly human. And the eyes you’ve seen in previous dreams never really filled you with the same sense of fear and anger. Sure, they were odd, but they always felt almost familiar. Granted, there was something vaguely familiar about the ones you saw last night, but in a much more uncomfortable way, as if they were associated with some bad memory.

“This may be a long shot…” she prefaces. “But, maybe it has something to do with whatever that voice of yours is so pissed off about. You said there was someone he was yelling about when you talked to him yesterday, right?”

>A. Ask her if she was even working last night, or if she was just eavesdropping on the conversation you were having with mom and dad

>B. Right.

>C. You think you see where she’s going with this. That dream was of whoever the voice was raging about yesterday, the person or thing that interfered in some way.

>D. You hope there’s no connection there. The idea of that voice having an influence on your dreams, or you possibly seeing into his dreams does not sit well with you

>>4181743
>D. You hope there’s no connection there. The idea of that voice having an influence on your dreams, or you possibly seeing into his dreams does not sit well with you

>>4181743
>D. You hope there’s no connection there. The idea of that voice having an influence on your dreams, or you possibly seeing into his dreams does not sit well with you

>>4181754
D.

“I hope there’s no connection there,” you tell her. “That voice being involved in my dreams, or me seeing his doesn’t sit well.”

Having this thing able to pop in on you when you’re awake is bad enough. Having it able to invade your dreams or draw you into its dreams would be even worse. Not being able to escape that kind of weird unsettling stuff when you sleep sounds pretty terrible. But it does make a certain kind of sense, you guess, though there’s really no way of knowing if that’s actually what’s going on, or if it’s some kind of weird coincidence. You could have just had weird dreams following a weird day, or maybe it was just something you ate. Mom’s a good cook, but things happen.

“I did say it was a long shot” she reminds you. “And I hope there’s no connection, either. But there might be. It’s something to consider. If you want my advice, start keeping a dream journal or something next to your bed. Write down any weird dreams you have when you wake up in the morning. It’ll help you remember them, and if you have enough of these dreams, maybe you’ll get a better idea of what’s going on.”

>A. Alright, you will. Thank her for the advice

>B. Thank her for the suggestion, but tell her you aren’t going to do that

>C. Ask her if she thinks you’re crazy

>>4181798
>A. Alright, you will. Thank her for the advice
If possible, C right after; they seem compatible to me.

>>4181803
Sure, that's fine

>>4181803
This is fine.

>>4181803
>>4181820
A/C

It may be a long shot, like she said, but keeping a dream journal to keep track of these dreams in case they do have any sort of significance is good advice. You thank her for it and tell her that you will follow her suggestion and start writing these dreams down. Hopefully, it’ll be more useful than just some writing practice.

“I’m not sure how much it will help” she tells you honestly. “But, you’re welcome.”

There’s one more question you have for her. And honestly, you’re less sure you want her to tell you the truth if she answers this one.

“Do you think I’m crazy?” you blurt out.

Her expression goes blank, and silence hangs between you for a handful of seconds that feel like entire minutes as far as you’re concerned.

An amused smile creeps its way onto her face. “Well….”

“I’m serious,” you tell her.

She gives a little laugh. “I know, I’m sorry. Look, I can’t say I have much of a frame of reference for something like this. I do know hearing voices is usually not considered a good thing. It’s usually a sign of a mental disorder, or, depending who you ask, some sort of possession…”

Your expression must be pretty bad right now, because she quickly adds an attempt at optimism.

“Joan of Arc also heard voices” she points out.

Maybe, but you don’t think God is the one talking to you right now, and you don’t think your sister thinks that either.

“Look, the fact that it started happening the same time these powers appeared makes me think it’s probably not some mental disorder,” she tells you. “It just seems like too much to be a coincidence. I’m not as religious as mom or dad, but I get where the whole “possession” idea is coming from. But this thing told you to hurt somebody one time two years ago, and you ignored it. It called you an idiot for tripping into a bonfire, which…yeah, gonna agree with the creepy voice on that one. And it called you out for running away from something dangerous…and you ignored it. All that and some bad dreams is weird, but I don’t think you’re going to start spinning your head in full circles, projectile vomiting, or calling yourself the devil any time soon.”

She shakes her head. “I don’t think you’re crazy, but I think there’s something going on that I can’t be much help with, and that you need to keep a really close eye on. And if you need to talk, you know you can always ask mom dad and I.”

The two of you part ways for the time being, with her telling you that she’s going to go call her roommates and see if they want her to get any groceries while she’s off-campus.

It’s a beautiful day in Jump City. Your stomach’s full, you’ve gotten your weekly fill of Jesus, and you’ve talked with your family about your issues.

Now what?

>A. Go back to the junkyard and keep messing with your super-strength powers

>B. Go to the beach

>C. Go to the park

>D. Go for a walk

>>4181873
>D. Go for a walk
Let's stumble into some plot.

>>4181873
D

>>4181873
>D. Go for a walk
Plot