JNAProductions
 OOC Thread 

 
Mortle Dave's Burgers And Fries. It's a greasy place, but the smell of frying food is pretty tantalizing. And you can afford it-you just got $500,000.

But you've got someone to meet-the only thing you know is that it's a guy you're meeting, and he'll be wearing an ostentatious tie. Shouldn't be hard to spot, given the lack of formalwear from everyone else in the building. That being said... Maybe he's late? There seem to be some other people looking around-you apparently weren't the only one contacted.
Feathersnow
Naomi is very unsure.  If this is a trap, it is a bad one.  The bigger the crowd, the more staged the incident, the less likely they know her secret weakness, that she only has powers when another Metahuman is present.

 She is more worried about the money.   It's more than she makes in a decade!  What could possibly be worth that!

She considers the menu.  Some fries sounded great, but only if they were vegetarian.  She goes up to the counter  Excuse me, what oil do you use to fry the fries? 
JNAProductions
"Er..." the teenager behind the counter says. "Uh, lemme ask the cooks. Hey Dave!" he calls back. "What oil do we use for fries?"

"Peanut oil!" the chef, Dave, calls back.

The teen nods. "Peanut oil."
Feathersnow
Oh good! Naomi was a vegetarian, and Jewish, but peanut oil was close enough to being kosher that she could live with it...

 "I'll take a large fries and a diet cola.  And did you see anyone with a tie? I'm supposed to meet him."  She pulls out the debit card.
JNAProductions
"A tie? Um, no," he says, pushing some buttons on the computer's menu. "Right, you're order number 120-we'll have your fries for you shortly."

The card reads without any issue, and you get your receipt.

 
 Spoiler: OOC 
Alright, let's try to give the others time to post their intros too. :P

Also, can you put your words in quotes? Keep the color, but quotes make it easier to parse. Thank you. :)
 
Chengduguy
Katie glances around nervously as she steps into the burger joint. She's nervous about where the money is coming from and what it's for, be even more so she is worried that they know her secret identity. As far as she knows she's been careful with it, but with modern surveillance technology you can never be sure.

 "I'll have the #4 cheeseburger and a small Dr. Pepper."  She hands the cashier her usual credit card - no use definitively tying her identities together yet if she doesn't have to - before stepping back to wait for her food and keep an eye out for the contact.
JNAProductions
"Number four, cheese!" the teen behind the register calls back. "And we got a soda machine over there-free refills, are nice. Your order number is 121."

It's at this point that a rotund man enters the establishment. He's about four and a half feet tall, with a garish, tie-dye tie, and is dressed a bit warmly for the weather. He moves up the counter, and says "I'd like the Mortle Special, no cheese."

"Mortle Special, hold the cheese!" the teen says. "Your order number is 122. Oh, and, your, uh, date?" he says, his voice entirely unsure, "is waiting?"

The man looks over to Naomi and then Katie. "It's a business thing. Artwork commission," he tells the teen, who nods. With that lie out of the way, he finds a table large enough for the eventual five of you, and takes a seat.

 
 Spoiler: OOC 
To anyone unfamiliar with how I handle skill checks and spoilers, it's pretty simple.

Declare you're using a Passive Check (10+Modifier)  or  roll an Active Check, as per normal. Sometimes, Passive won't make sense-I trust you to use your judgement on these.
Whatever your result, you get to open spoilers up to that DC. There will usually be higher DCs than just the initial DC on the first spoiler, so don't just do Passive and assume you'll get it all!

 
 Spoiler: Insight DC 10 
He's a practiced liar-you'd have no idea he wasn't entirely sincere about the "artwork commission" if you didn't know better.

 
 Spoiler: DC 18 
He's very sure of himself-not worried about being spotted, or found out, or anything like that.

 
 Spoiler: DC 26 
There's an undercurrent of tension, though-he's not actively worried, but that's not to say he's quite as confident as it might appear.
 

 

 

 
 Spoiler: Perception DC 8 
His clothes don't fit super well. Lots of pockets, though!

 
 Spoiler: DC 14 
They're well-tailored, just not well-fitted.

 
 Spoiler: DC 20 
The clothes are concealing something-probably multiple somethings. Gadgets, weapons, who knows?

 
 Spoiler: DC 26 
You know-he's got at least three guns under there, some grenades, and more.
 

 

 

 

 
Lord Raziere
 Glamera: 
She will walk up, careful to not bump into anyone with her bigger size and super-strength and order a meal.
 "A cheeseburger, fries and a cherry cola please!" 
Then try and figure out how to sit next to the others when her form is big purple turtle with spikey gems on the black shell. Its nothing she is not used to by now, but still a bit of a challenge each time and she doesn't want to wreck any of restaurants seats and will explain as much to any waiters that ask. She will eat happily, caring more for the taste than anything else as her biology she discovered, is capable of surviving without any food whatsoever but her mind is still human and thus still subject to human wants even if she doesn't have human needs.
JNAProductions
Glamera gets quite a few looks as she walks in. The teen behind the counter is staring a bit, and doesn't seem to hear her order. "Er... Can you repeat that, please?" he asks. When she does, he calls the order back. "Order number is 125, and, uh, soda machine's on the wall."

With her order on the way, she finds a spot next to the group. Your meeting man nods to Glamera as she takes a seat. "Afternoon," he offers.

"120, 121, your orders are ready!"

Your meeting man gets up. "I'll get that for you two," he says, heading to do just that.
Chengduguy
Katie glances nervously toward Glamera and asks  "So are you a ninja or something?"  She quickly looks down muttering  "Sorry, bad habit. You can just ignore me."
 
 
 Spoiler: OOC 
Should rolls be done here like so:
 
 Spoiler: rolls 
Perception:  (1d20+10)[ 28 ] 
Intuition:  (1d20+5)[ 21 ] 
 

 
Llyarden
Even people that knew Amelia Addison, CEO of Addison Finance Ltd, first-hand would've had something of a hard time recognising her as the same woman who opened the door to the cafe.  For one thing, she wasn't wearing the sharp suits that were Ms Addison's trademark (a trademark she'd carefully cultivated for exactly this reason), instead getting by with jeans, a T-shirt, and a hoodie.  Her long, black hair was instead short and blonde, her grey eyes sapphire blue, and her flawless complexion speckled with freckles.

This was actually fairly normal for her.  She was a little cautious - she was used to being given expensive 'gifts' with an expectation of a favour being done in return, of course - but no more so than she usually was when she was out and about and hiding her identity.

As much as her appearance might have been a carefully-presented falsehood, though, her first reaction when she stepped into the cafe was entirely genuine as Glamera immediately drew her eye.   "...turtle?"   She realised she was staring after a moment and looked away, embarrassed, hastily turning to the guy behind the counter and clearing her throat.   "Uh, could I have a cheeseburger, added bacon, fries, and a lemonade?" 

As she moved to the counter to pay, she noticed the man with the ostentatious tie going the other way as he picked up some of the orders.  She didn't overtly react or acknowledge him, but once she'd paid for her order (and got her lemonade from the machine, presumably) she followed him back to sit down by the table next to the others.

 
 Spoiler: OOC 
Using passive insight and perception.

Amy is also using Shifting Features, Shifting Attire and Shifting Voice to hide her identity, and will arrive in the Poker Face stance since you can change stances between scenes.
 
JNAProductions
"Um, we're out of bacon," the teen says. "Shipment was delayed, is what I was told. Just a cheeseburger, fries, and a drink okay?"

Once the order is figured out, he calls it back, and then hands you your receipt. "Order number is 128."

There's a bit of a silence at the table, while the orders are waiting to be delivered. Once they're all there, though, you take a bite-it's greasy, but it's good! Mortle Dave apparently knows how to make good fast food. The meals are consumed, and the man helps get the garbage and trays to where they belong. "Right," he says. "walk with me?" You follow, carefully, as he heads outside. When you exit the building, he adds "I don't want to talk too much inside the building-too many people and all that. If you're good with it, we'll walk along the block. I do understand," he continues as he starts walking, "that this is unexpected for you. But I also appreciate you coming out."

"My name is Dento," he introduces himself finally. "I'm loosely allied with various government agencies-doing work they might not want to be linked back to them. I won't lie and pretend my past is perfect-but I do my best to be a good man." He reaches into a pocket, and pulls out a cigarette. He moves to light it, then stops. "Dammit," he mutters. "I told her I wouldn't start again." He puts the unlit cigarette back. "The money is yours to keep, regardless of what happens here. But... I need your help. My partner, Elaine, has been kidnapped. And I can't rescue her alone."
Feathersnow
 "I must confess to being a little alarmed at being found. But that's exactly the sort of thing I'd be happy to help with" 
 Wheww...  There were only two reasons that you went to a Metahuman of Chisel's power, and needing help was the more benign.  That said, it would be dangerous.

The group consisted of three other people, one of whom she guessed was still mostly human despite resembling a turtle.  No idea what pronouns to use, although she would have just guessed "she/hers" for the other two. Best be polite.    I'm Chisel, the Metahuman Vigilante. I'm sometime a shapeshifter, but I consistently use female pronouns. You'll forgive me if I don't volunteer my civilian name right away.  But i figured we might be working together so introductions were in order." 
 
 Spoiler 

Unless otherwise noted, assume I just use my passive rolls when given an option.   The dice hate me after I blasphemed Tzeentch in 8e 40k
 
Lord Raziere
 
 Originally Posted by Chengduguy 
 Katie glances nervously toward Glamera and asks  "So are you a ninja or something?"  She quickly looks down muttering  "Sorry, bad habit. You can just ignore me."
  
 

She pauses in eating her food for a second to say
 "Ninja? Naaaaaaah. I'm too big, too heavy and too noticeable to be a ninja! Historically speaking ninjas wore camouflage, used various tools and were basically a precursor to modern covert ops warfare. If a ninja existed in the modern world they'd be little different from a normal spy, if at all. Well....barring any superpowers. I wouldn't be surprised if there was a ninja geek out there so into ninja stuff that they would seek out superpowers to like emulate the myths about them though.

and yes I am a turtle. Bit of a story, not the time to tell it. Call me Glamera, thats my "super" or "metahuman" name." 
She turns to the ...client? is probably the best word for this.
 "So you got a partner, and you believe that its too dangerous for you yourself to get her back. Okay. I'm always happy to help, personally. My durability and strength allows me to do a  rescues that most people can't, after all. Any specific idea about where she has been kidnapped to, or who she is kidnapped by? I'm guessing someone not normal otherwise you wouldn't need us." 
JNAProductions
Dento nods. "You've heard of Umbrella?" he asks. And you have-they're a household name, almost, for their research into the metahuman phenomena and advances in medical technology. "Founded by Buddy Pines and Jinasu Hakase in 2025, just after the Awakening. Pioneer in metahuman research, medicine, and miscellaneous other endeavors. Current CEO, Albert Wesker. Publicly, a philanthropic and noble company, with the goal of a better tomorrow. Privately... Not so much."

"A lot of people suspect the façade to be just that-but they think it's covering corporate greed, maybe some human rights abuse. But it's a hell of a lot worse than that-you remember the Vitason Flu?" he continues.

Some of you may know more than others, but in brief, the Vitason Flu was a deadly new disease. It ripped through Africa and Europe, claiming over a million lives before it was stopped. "That was them-and it was considered a failure. It killed people, but it didn't  change  them. Enough history, though-I'm relatively normal. Bit more durable than I should be, and potentially more skilled than I have any right to be, but you could plop me down in 2010 and I wouldn't make anyone think the world had gone crazy. Elaine... Not so much. She's a metahuman through and through. Maybe it's because she was born after the Awakening, and I wasn't, but whatever the difference, she was kidnapped, while I was just left for dead."

He pauses his talking, though keeps walking. "Sorry. I know it's a lot of information, all at once."
Llyarden
 "Well, if we're doing codenames, I guess you can call me Sorceress,"  Amy shrugged.

...and then Dento went on a tirade about Umbrella.

Amy kept her expression carefully neutral as he spoke, waiting for him to finish before speaking again.

 "So, uh...sorry for what probably has a real obvious answer, but what makes you think Umbrella are the ones responsible for kidnapping your partner?" 
JNAProductions
"I recognized the goons that came," he replies. "They weren't Umbrella people directly, but they work with them quite a bit. And I have done research."
Feathersnow
 "Hired goons.  Any of them have Meta power you are aware of? Any idea where we could find them?" 

These were the most important questions, and best stay on track.
JNAProductions
Dento nods. "Thinking smart-good. The mercs that took Elaine don't have many metahumans amongst themselves, but they've got a few metascientists, so their gear is pretty good. Before I go any further, though, one last chance for anyone here to back out. Like I said before, the money is yours no matter what. But I need to be sure you're committed."
Chengduguy
 "There's one thing I'd like to know before I can commit,"  Katie interjects:  "Why us? I mean the giant purple turtle is obvious, and I guess she's some sort of magic lady, but there are a  lot  of powerful metas in the area that you could pick from, a lot of whom actively advertise their services." 
JNAProductions
"People who advertise are too obvious," he says. "That's for three of you-as for Glamera, she's got the scientific chops to potentially get us an in to Umbrella."
Feathersnow
 "Well, thank you.  I'm in!  Anyone want out?" 

After waiting, she adds  "Where do we start?" 
JNAProductions
He breathes out, a relieved motion. "Okay. We start with seeing if Glamera can get us an in. There's no way she can get us all the way to Elaine, but every bit closer will make it easier. Glamera, did you have any contacts with Umbrella during any kind of project? Or any colleagues who would've?"
Lord Raziere
 Glamera: 
 "Oh yes, of course. Umbrella Corp was where I used to work to try and develop an invention to give people their ideal bodies before I got this one and government funding. There is probably a few people I could contact?" 
She thinks casting back through her memory, is any particular person coming to mind?
JNAProductions
Most of the people Glamera knew from Umbrella were middle managers, ordinary office workers, and the occasional pharmacist she talked to about any side effects patients might have.

But there are two people a little deeper into the hierarchy she recalls. Cassie Delaware, who was part of "metahuman incident management team"; and Trent Mantim, who was her main contact to Umbrella HQ.

Cassie was a friendly, professional, competent individual.
Trent was a little more "bro"-like, taking everything casually.
Lord Raziere
 Glamera: 
 "Well I know two people, Cassie is more professional, the other, Trent is more casual. If I had to guess Trent probably our better bet. I don't see Cassie allowing us in, shes friendly, but she also likes to do her job right. Trent? he's takes everything casually so I'd estimate he'd be more lax. The other viewpoint I'd guess is how confident you think we can get into Umbrella legitimately, if so Cassie would probably allow us to go on through no problem, if not well....Trent takes things less seriously." 
JNAProductions
"Celeste sounds familiar, but Trent doesn't ring a bell," Dento says. "I'll see what I can gather about them. For the moment, I should probably put my head down. You should be safe-you're not a target. Not yet. I'll be in touch-might take a day or two to get a read," he adds, and hands out a business card to each of you. "Don't call unless it's an emergency, please."

He splits off from the group, and vanishes into a busy pedestrian sidewalk, leaving you by yourselves. Before you get a chance to really figure out what to do for now, you perceive a haggard man chasing you down. "Excuse me! Excuse me!" he calls, approaching you. You turn to face him, and see a positively rotund man, with a full grey beard. He approaches, and stops in front of Glamera, before putting his hands on his knees and trying to catch his breath. "Whew... Sorry... Not good... At running..." he gasps out. "Gimme... A moment..."

You look him over, and appraise him as basically harmless-seeming. Unless he's hiding some metahuman power, you're pretty sure he's just an overweight man with a message. "Okay!" he says, finally standing up. He clears his throat, and introduces himself with "I am Nick Canon. I represent the interests of the new Metahuman Federation Of Societal Improvement And Safety." He waits a moment, apparently expecting some kind of recognition. "Er... New organization, trying to combat rising crimes and work with governments for a better tomorrow. Of metahuman individuals, mostly. Miss Brooks, you are cordially invited to the first meeting of the Chicago chapter. The, um, invitation is technically only allowing plus one, but I can call if you want to bring more friends. Where is it?" he asks himself. "Oh, I hope I didn't drop... There we go!" he pulls a slightly-crinkled envelope out of his jacket pocket. "The official invitation letter."
Feathersnow
Naomi addresses the man.   "Hey, I happen to know Chisel, you want I should send them along?" 

I mean, this technically wasn't a lie.
JNAProductions
Nick looks over to Naomi. "Really? How? What are they like? I must know, please!" he says initially, then pauses. "Er... If you can tell, that is."
Lord Raziere
 
 Originally Posted by JNAProductions 
 You look him over, and appraise him as basically harmless-seeming. Unless he's hiding some metahuman power, you're pretty sure he's just an overweight man with a message. "Okay!" he says, finally standing up. He clears his throat, and introduces himself with "I am Nick Canon. I represent the interests of the new Metahuman Federation Of Societal Improvement And Safety." He waits a moment, apparently expecting some kind of recognition. "Er... New organization, trying to combat rising crimes and work with governments for a better tomorrow. Of metahuman individuals, mostly. Miss Brooks, you are cordially invited to the first meeting of the Chicago chapter. The, um, invitation is technically only allowing plus one, but I can call if you want to bring more friends. Where is it?" he asks himself. "Oh, I hope I didn't drop... There we go!" he pulls a slightly-crinkled envelope out of his jacket pocket. "The official invitation letter." 
 

She takes it
 "Oh! Thanks, I'm always interested in helping out. Do any of you want to come along with me to such a meeting when it happens?" 
She says, turning to the others.
Feathersnow
 "How I know Chisel is... kinda private, but I can ask then to come,"  says Naomi, hopefully answering both questions without getting caught in an obvious lie.
JNAProductions
"Understood," he says. "The next meeting is this evening. Address is on that card I just gave you. I look forward to seeing who shows!"

 
 Spoiler: OOC 
If there's no objections, I'll move us on to said meeting tomorrow.
 
JNAProductions
The remainder of the day passes without too much happening. You find a good spot to hang for a bit, and spend some time walking the city. It's a nice place, at least.

But, around 5:30, you start heading for a convention center, currently hosting the Metahuman Federation Of Societal Improvement And Safety.

 
 Spoiler: OOC 
You'll arrive on time, but how are you showing? Glamera is gonna be a big ol' turtle, but what about the rest of you? Showing up as civilians, or as heroes?
 
Feathersnow
Chisel shows up in her headscarf and domino mask.  She channels Glamera to have a slightly more imposing build, after a sneaked light touch, her latent durability becoming raw strength.   She also activates her "blur" field.  Between these, no one should be able to tell she is the same woman they met unless they already suspected.