Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)
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				Title: <strong>Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Guancyto</strong> on <strong>14-08-2016, 06:04:02</strong>
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				<em>For little side-stories, both amorous and adventurous. But let's be honest here, mostly amorous.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheFourthShade</strong> on <strong>14-08-2016, 13:01:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/nE55m0M.jpg)</div>Name:&nbsp; Kanina Zanahoria<br>Where: Heading toward the Hotel<br>Doing What:&nbsp; Trying to Win, Place, and Show at a Sex Competition<br>Milestones: Well...You Know...Like Rabbits! and My Wife is a Teenage Robot<br>1 PP | 0 Physical | 0 Mental | 0 Emotional | XP = 10<br><hr><br>As Kanina increased the pain, she began sneaking in other things.&nbsp; Commands that could just be barely obeyed, delays in the pleasure, and other sneaky things were all used in acceptable, if not professional, fashions.&nbsp; She did not resist the Auxilia undressing her.&nbsp; She had already gotten the pictures she had wanted.&nbsp; That would be enough, even if she left this place without her clothes.&nbsp; Truth be told, she was rather used to public nudity charges.&nbsp; That had been a big change from her home world, after all.<br><br>She seemed to especially enjoy hearing the drone trying to moan things through the gag she had bothered putting into that one's mouth, and she was in the middle of trying to make it beg for her attentions when she found herself distracted by a nagging question.<br><br>"So, why are you guys having an amateur sex competition anyway?" she asked as she teased up the cyborg's thighs as she wiggled her fluffy tail to tempt the one behind her.&nbsp; "I mean, don't get me wrong.&nbsp; I'm a Zaichek, sex is practically a science for us and we love science more than we love being alive, half the time, but that just makes me curious.&nbsp; You girls are a rare breed to actually want to do this in a galaxy that's so prudish..."<br><br>All through her questioning, she kept up her work.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Guancyto</strong> on <strong>07-09-2016, 07:37:25</strong>
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				"Oh wow, you really don't know?" The Auxie behind Kanina giggled into her back, finally stripping her out of the last of her clothes, "welcome to Earth, and let me be your guide. They're not prudish, they're proper. Give them some privacy and they'll watch someone else have sex all day long. Humans have been doing this from the time they knew how to make pictures, I'm just improving on the model."<br><br>"You see, 'amateur' means that we don't have a professional studio. No make-up, no editing, just one girl with a camera," the camera-Auxie beamed, making sure to take a good shot of the whipped-Auxie crying out through the gag as Kanina struck her again, her entire backside thoroughly red from Kanina's attentions. "We're still totally selling the video."<br><br>She was about to keep talking when all three of them suddenly stopped at once, and in unison started to moan out an earth-shattering climax, collapsing woozily. Even the one Kanina hadn't even been touching. Unless she was<em> that </em>good, it couldn't have been her work. Someone else had been even more determined to win the sex competition and had come in first place?! Dammit!<br><br>Well, she wasn't getting much more out of these Auxies...<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler</div><div class="spoiler_body">...aaaand right back to the main thread. Whoops!</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheFourthShade</strong> on <strong>12-09-2016, 04:49:02</strong>
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				Kanina grabbed the Camera-Auxie (and the camera, too!) and retreated from the area.&nbsp; Whatever was wrong with these robots, it was a perfectly good excuse to capture one for future sexcapades.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Stealing a robot on the way back to the main thread</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Guancyto</strong> on <strong>31-10-2016, 09:38:52</strong>
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				<strong>Ace</strong><br><br>The first thing Ace, the Wonder-Girl, perceived upon awakening was that she was blindfolded. The second was that she was bound arms and most of her legs in a strong, somewhat-stretchy material - probably spiderwebs. Ace could hear a steady whirring in the background, and people talking in low voices. <br><br>"That should be enough to partially reverse the effects," a voice near her. Feminine. Minerva, probably.<br><br>"Great, so she can kip up and start beating our faces in again. I love this plan! I'm excited to be a part of it!" <em>that</em> one needed no introduction, at least.<br><br>Footsteps in an enclosed space. Chattering from someone further away - two someones - about rock density. Not a part of the present conversation.<br><br>"We were pretty rough bringing you in," Minerva again. "Do you need anything? Any treatment?"<br><br>"I'm fine, dear," more melodic than the other two. Silvia. "Forgetting to turn off her gloves is just Arachne's way of saying she's happy to see you."<br><br>"It's so good to have you back, though!" The sound of an embrace. A high-pitched whine and crackle of electricity. "Oops."<br><br>"I was <em>asking</em> our guest," Minerva said. "Ace?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kunoichi</strong> on <strong>31-10-2016, 10:41:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/81/Superheroine-2.jpg)</div>Name: Ace the Wonder-Girl<br>Where: ???<br>Milestones: In the Name of the Moon and Silver Age Sensibilities<br><del> 4</del> 3 PP | 0 Physical | 0 Mental | d6 Emotional | <del>13</del> 0 xp<br>Assets: None | Complications: Captured! d12 | Resources: None<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Starting off, Ace is going to roll to recover her Emotional Stress.&nbsp; I'm using Psych Expert and Ace's sensory-based power traits on the logic that getting her bearings and taking stock of the situation and her captors will help Ace feel calmer and more in-control.<br><br>Solo d10 + Comic Book Superhero d8 + X-Ray Vision d10 + Superhuman Senses d10 + Psych Expert d8<br><br>3d10 = 2, 1, 8 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=96501)<br>2d8 = 6, 4 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=96502)<br><br>One opportunity for the Doom Pool, and I'll take that Plot Point and turn around and spend it to keep a third die for my results. <strong>18 total, d10 effect</strong>, and if I beat the Doom Pool then Ace is back in peak condition emotionally.<br><br>Next comes the roll to recover Ace's Flight.&nbsp; In order to do that, she'll have been absorbing background radiation the entire time she was fighting and again now that she's awake, so it's just a matter of if her Radiation Transmogrification powers and natural stamina can pull her through.<br><br>Solo d10 + Extraterrestrial Powerhouse d8 + Space Flight d12 + Godlike Stamina 2d12 (Comic Book Physics SFX)<br><br>3d12 = 1, 3, 4 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=96504)<br>d10 = 2 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=96505)<br>d8 = 4 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=96506)<br><br>...And another opportunity, along with some rather poor rolls. Spending that new Plot Point to keep an extra die again, so <strong>11 total, d10 effect</strong>. If the roll succeeds, then Space Flight is only back at d10, since I didn't get an effect die equal to the size of the power trait.<br><br>And if the roll fails, d12 to the Doom Pool.&nbsp; Yay.<br><br>Solo d10 + Extraterrestrial Powerhouse d8 + Gamma Laser Eyebeams d8 + Godlike Stamina 2d12 (Comic Book Physics SFX)<br><br>2d12 = 6, 2 (http://6, 2)<br>d10 = 7 (http://7)<br>2d8 = 7, 8 (http://7, 8)<br><br>And a much better roll on this one.&nbsp; Ace spends one of her Plot Points to keep an extra die and practically guarantee success, so <strong>22 total, d12 effect</strong> for this recovery roll.<br></div></div><hr><br>This was not the first time that Ace had been captured.&nbsp; Though she had managed to make a successful career for herself as a solo superhero, in her earlier years as her cousin's partner, back when she was still young and inexperienced, she had been captured quite often by various villains.&nbsp; There were some times when she had been rescued, and others when she had managed to escape on her own, but thanks to these frequent experiences, she didn't panic when she awoke to find herself tied up and blindfolded.&nbsp; She lay still at first, to see if she could overhear anything useful while making her captors think that she was still out of it, but it didn't take long for her to realize that Minerva was expecting her to be conscious after being returned mostly to flesh from her former stony state.<br><br>After that, she tested her bonds and took stock of her situation.&nbsp; Arms and legs were bound in what seemed to be spider-webs, made from spider silk that was stronger than steel cable, there was a blindfold that was blocking her vision...&nbsp; Ordinary cloth, or lead-lined?&nbsp; She would probably be able to tell from the weight alone, but would test it out with her X-Ray Vision anyway, not moving her head but looking around with her eyes to see if she could get a covert look at her surroundings without her captors realizing.&nbsp; Even without a direct visual look at where she was being held, however, she would probably still be able to tell quite a bit with superhuman senses of hearing and smell alone.&nbsp; Though, speaking of hearing, the Venusian Wonder couldn't help but frown and wince a bit in sympathy when she heard Silvia's cry of pain.<br><br>"You didn't hurt me at all before turning me to stone, so I'm guessing you must have dropped me a few times while carrying me in here," She responded to Minerva's questioning, taking note of the fact that Minerva had talked about 'bringing her in'.&nbsp; This was a small way to fish for information, giving the shapeshifter and her sadistic underling the chance to gloat about what happened after they had subdued her.&nbsp; "It doesn't feel like you broke anything.&nbsp; That said, since you went to all the trouble of bringing me along with you instead of just leaving me as a statue adorning the countryside, may I ask what it is you plan to do with me?"<br><br>Oh, she really hoped that one or both of them was the type to brag.&nbsp; Not only would it give her some important information, but it would also buy her some extra time.&nbsp; Time she would be able to use to try and push the radiation absorption, amplification and transmogrification abilities she had been given to the limit, to try and wring as much extra power as she could out of all the solar and other forms of background radiation that she had been absorbing all this time.&nbsp; If she could just jump-start her flight, or at least her laser eye-beams...!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Guancyto</strong> on <strong>31-10-2016, 11:55:54</strong>
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				The blindfold was, unhelpfully, lead-lined. Or, not quite. From weight distribution (and the outline it made against her face), Ace could tell it was actually a pair of leaden plates inserted into a woven spidersilk cloth; she didn't need to get the blindfold off entirely to be able to see, she just had to adjust it enough that the plates became misaligned. Her hearing registered machinery - the thrum of a powerful engine pushed to its limit, the creaking of gears, a distinctive vibration as they traveled. There were a number of smells. Minerva had a fine scent like lilacs, but which had a manufactured air. Arachne was sweaty with exertion. Silvia had found herself some perfume. There was machine oil, and a sharp smell of explosives, and a sort of full-bodied scent which was reminiscent of the fuel for Kanina's starship drive. And she could sense motion; they were moving, slower than a car, possibly even slower than a horse, through a very difficult medium, a little like a submarine made to travel through molasses.<br><br>"There was a battle," Minerva explained, "it's troublesome to fight off both Nephilim and a correctional contingent while holding onto something."<br><br>"You didn't really need to try so hard. She can take a bruising," Arachne said; her voice came from only very slightly above Silvia's. Perhaps fortunately for Ace (but less so for her intelligence-gathering efforts), gloating seemed to be a lower priority than affection for their lost lamb... spider.<br><br>Minerva continued as though she hadn't heard, "I'm glad you weren't injured. Ordinarily you'd be brought to a secure holding facility while we decide what to do with you, but present circumstances have denied us that luxury."<br><br>"Zohar destroyed them," Silvia supplied helpfully. Ace could tell from sound she was having a hard time breathing after that shock (or possibly Arachne's crushing embrace), but she didn't sound like she planned to complain. "would you believe he's a double-edged sword?"<br><br>"They were largely empty or compromised anyway," Minerva said dismissively. "But yes, the Tyrant Sun seems intent on having us fight out our differences rather than lock each other away. So, what we're going to do is rendezvous with a supplier who can get us the equipment we need to take some blood, hair and skin samples from you, to see if we can't use your exceptional genome for the betterment of humanity." There was a smile in her voice, "I hope it's not premature to say that an extreme resistance to radiation alone would be a coup in off-world adaptation. We'll ship those off securely. Then, in lieu of a good way to keep you captive long-term without my personal and constant attention, I suppose we'll leave you somewhere civilized where you can get back to doing what it is you do. You are one of Earth's greatest defenders, after all, and you were..." she hesitated for the first time, looking for a word, "good to our wayward child. It's only politics - the laws of a collection of dying states clinging to relevance - that causes us to be enemies."<br><br>"Oh look, you've embarrassed Silvie. Hmm, could always stick miss Hero in a box and sink it in the sea," Arachne offered, "I bet that would keep her busy for longer." <br><br>"It wouldn't, dear," Silvia said, and Ace could hear her fidgeting in Arachne's arms while the other spider stroked her hair, "you <em>might</em> make her angry, though..."<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Doom pool results of 16, 18 and 20, respectively, so Ace is emotionally clear-headed and has her laser eye-beams back, but not her flight.</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kunoichi</strong> on <strong>31-10-2016, 12:53:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/81/Superheroine-2.jpg)</div>Name: Ace the Wonder-Girl<br>Where: ???<br>Milestones: In the Name of the Moon and Silver Age Sensibilities<br><del>3</del> 2 PP | 0 Physical | 0 Mental | 0 Emotional | 0 xp<br>Assets: None | Complications: Captured! d12 | Resources: None<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Alright, Ace is going to try to make very careful use of her Gamma Laser Eyebeams to get her vision back without alerting her captors to the fact.&nbsp; She's also trying to draw Minerva into talking more about her own organization to keep her distracted while she works, so I'll also add Psych Expert into the pool.<br><br>Solo d10 + Comic Book Superhero d8 + Gamma Laser Eyebeams d8 + Superhuman Senses 2d10 (Comic Book Physics SFX) + Psych Expert d8 + Impulsive SFX d12<br><br>d12 = 11 (http://11)<br>3d10 = 3, 3, 4 (http://3, 3, 4)<br>3d8 = 6, 5, 2 (http://6, 5, 2)<br><br>Spending a plot point to keep one extra die for the result. <strong>22 total, d10 effect</strong>, and I'm keeping that d12 for another action, so you'll get it back along with a d8 after my next roll.&nbsp; For now, it's out of the Doom Pool.<br><br>If this roll gets an excellent success and gets stepped up to d12, a good explanation for Ace removing the complication entirely might be that there's a reflective surface handy for her to bounce a beam of invisible radiation off of to burn through her own bonds without anyone noticing, once she can see again.&nbsp; She'll probably pretend to be captured for a little longer beyond that and any future rolls I make will be to draw out more information and/or set up an asset for the upcoming action scene.<br></div></div><hr><br>Ace was in luck, it seemed.&nbsp; While Arachne seemed to care more to bestow her clearly rather sadistic affections on Silvia, Minerva was one of those types that liked to hear herself talk.&nbsp; The Venusian Wonder had already worked out a number of interesting and potentially-useful facts about her surroundings.&nbsp; She was most likely in some manner of tunneling machine, for one; The sounds of powerful machinery and the sensation of very slow movement matched with her earlier tactical assessment.&nbsp; They were either tunneling through rock and soil, or had sunk down into the Earth's mantle and were pushing through magma as they moved towards their destination.&nbsp; As for what said destination was, if they were meeting up with someone who could supply them with certain items that would be needed to take samples from her, then they were either trying to purchase a piece of Venusite, or were in the market for certain specialized alien or magical equipment.<br><br>They didn't know that her radiation-based abilities were an artificial enhancement her people had given her on top of her own natural Venusian abilities, a fact that she wasn't about to fill them in on, since then they might start taking more invasive samples to see if they could reverse-engineer the process, but they did otherwise seem to have a solid grasp of her abilities and weaknesses, though that was something that she had already picked up on during the earlier fight, as well.&nbsp; There was also the news that Zohar had destroyed facilities owned by villains, places that had been used to imprison captured heroes...<br><br>Ace was tempted to speak at great length about things that might make her angry when Arachne and Silvia got onto that topic, but decided to hold her tongue instead, on the grounds that speaking up might cause her captors to do the very things that she didn't want them to do, just to spite her.&nbsp; In particular, it seemed as though Arachne was treating Silvia rather poorly, and Minerva was more than happy to allow it.&nbsp; From the latter's multiple references to Ms. Atel, first as a 'lost lamb' and then as a 'wayward child', it wasn't hard to guess that Silvia had tried to part ways with these people, and that they weren't too keen on allowing her to escape their clutches.<br><br>First things first, though, she needed to get her vision back in order to see just how accurate a lot of her guesses were.&nbsp; Minerva had talked for long enough that Ace could feel some of her strength returning, could tell that she had absorbed enough radiation to be able to make use of her eye lasers again, but she wasn't ready to just bust out and start swinging away at her captors.&nbsp; Instead, she focused in her vision, eyes that were able to see down to the microscopic level taking a look at the strands of spider silk holding the leaden plates in place over her eyes, trying to determine which ones she could burn away in order to make the plates shift out of position without being obvious about it.&nbsp; And as she did so, in order to distract her captors further...<br><br>"You've shown that you know quite a bit about me, so I can already guess that you know I'm from a parallel universe to this one.&nbsp; A group like yours doesn't exist on my world, so I hope you won't be offended if I ask, but... What exactly is your group's politics?&nbsp; It sounds like you want to overthrow this world's governments.&nbsp; You don't sound like anarchists, so what are you planning to build to take their place?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Guancyto</strong> on <strong>31-10-2016, 22:06:07</strong>
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				"Let me answer your question with a question. Your people, who you have escaped from," another uncomfortable fidget from Silvia. Had they interrogated her while Ace was a statue? "If they invaded tomorrow, would the Earthlings win? Are you certain of it? And another question. If tomorrow, someone - Zenteno, perhaps, or Zohar, or Tabs - gave everyone superpowers. Would the result be a golden age, or would the planet be torn apart at the seams?"<br><br>"Minerva, are doing that thing where you ask a question you already know the answer to?"<br><br>"Maybe a little. Maybe Ace has a different conclusion and I'd be interested in hearing it. But we've run a great many simulations, particularly with the Scellor, and they all come up about the same - we'd lose, or we'd win but be so devastated as to be defenseless. The nations and corporations are too divided, too many of our best, our brightest, our strongest, have abandoned our world, while those that remain are too weak-willed and seeking only after their own pleasure, like our Silvia here. She needs a stronger hand guiding her toward a useful purpose, rather than squandering her gifts."<br><br>"How magnanimous of you, dear," Silvia said, a tinge of bitterness creeping into her tone, "I've been a good little girl before, you know. Perfectly pictured, perfectly constructed, perfectly composed. A smiling and virtuous fake life as a packaged and marketed product. Recluse helped me <em>escape</em> that, remember?"<br><br>"I remember; you still <em>owe</em> him for that freedom, remember? But you're one of us; your present inclinations are a phase and you'll grow out of them," Minerva said maternally, "and then you'll ask yourself, what have you really done? What have you built for yourself? We'll help you with that."<br><br>"That was the <em>point</em>, Minerva! I haven't built anything anyone could sink their claws into."<br><br>Ace was covertly burning away strands of spider-silk - there! She could see around the edges of the leaden plates inset into her blindfold. Arachne had set to braiding Silvia's hair, putting makeup on her and holding a mirror to her face, while the Silver Spider herself very pointedly looked straight ahead, trying to keep her composure even. If she could angle the beams of the mirror just so... there! She could feel the spidersilk cords binding her starting to snap. Not all of them, but just enough and in the right places make it weak enough to burst her bindings when the time came.<br><br>Minerva had returned to being the armored woman with wings and horns. Ace appeared to be interred in some sort of compact dining room; she had apparently fallen out of her chair.<br><br>"As Napoleon Bonaparte destroyed the monarchies of Europe to bring a new age of reason that lasts to this day, our Lord Recluse will bring the whole of Earth under one banner. A world order capable of resisting the Zaicheks, or the Scellor, or your own people, without relying on a scattered and sluggish response from supers. A world order capable of asserting itself in this galaxy of ours, a <em>power</em> instead of a tourist destination. An order where villains like Nephilim don't come to be, where the greatest minds of our generation find support instead of being allowed to destroy themselves by degrees. We gave the nations of the world many, <em>many</em> years to try and adapt to their new situation. They haven't. They might not even be capable of doing so." She made a grand sweeping gesture, "Let them be swept away, then!<br><br>And we want to improve humanity, figure out what parts of it are worthy of the power that you or I enjoy, give these people the power to pursue their dreams. We want to influence things so that eventually everyone is so worthy. It's much more just if anyone can become an atomic superman, rather than rolling the dice with whoever happens to be in the way of a chemical spill, or get bitten by a spider or screw up a lab experiment, don't you think? There would be controls, of course, to ensure that people used their powers responsibly, but that's no different from how it is today. <br><br>For you, I don't think that much would change if we were victorious. You'd still be a defender of the Earth and its people. We might have disagreements, but I feel Recluse's rule might be much more responsive to the people's needs than your congresses and parliaments if, instead of yet another protest on his lawn or a lost election followed by a cushy lobbying job, the consequences for acting unjustly would be a furious flying Ace trying to rip out his spine. Oh, they'd call you a supervillain, of course, trying to disrupt the proper order of governance and the progress of the new world order for your selfish ideas. They'd call <em>me</em> a superhero for trying to preserve it. I wonder if that would bother you?"<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Doom pool rolls 14 total with d10 effect plus two opportunities, so Ace is not only free but can recover her spaceflight if she wants.</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kunoichi</strong> on <strong>01-11-2016, 02:15:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/81/Superheroine-2.jpg)</div>Name: Ace the Wonder-Girl<br>Where: Cramped Dining Room<br>Milestones: In the Name of the Moon and Silver Age Sensibilities<br><del>2</del> 0 PP | 0 Physical | 0 Mental | 0 Emotional | 0 xp<br>Assets: None | Complications: None | Resources: None<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Ace is going to pretend to still be captured, now that the complication is removed.&nbsp; Spending 2 PP to activate both those opportunities, one to reactivate Space Flight and one to get a d10 Psych stunt for telling Minerva exactly what she expects to hear in order to goad her into letting something important slip.<br><br>Solo d10 + Vivacious Maiden of Venus d8 + Psych Expert d8 + Impulsive SFX d12 + Psych Stunt d10<br><br>d12 = 9 (http://9)<br>2d10 = 6, 3 (http://6, 3)<br>d8 = 4, 3 (http://4, 3)<br><br><strong>15 total, d10 effect</strong>.&nbsp; Hopefully, this roll will have me rolling off against Minerva, since her lack of the Psych specialty means that she'll have a much smaller dicepool than the current Doom Pool. ^^;<br><br>And finally giving back that die I borrowed for Impulsive, so that's a d8 added to the Doom Pool.<br></div></div><hr><br>"And how many people have to die in the war to establish your new world order, Minerva?"&nbsp; Ace responded, doing her best to seem more agitated now than she actually felt.&nbsp; She'd seen this approach before, she knew that the shapeshifter's words were designed to try and put her off-balance, twisting facts around to suit her particular viewpoint and to push her particular ideals.&nbsp; She could tell that the woman was a zealot, a true believer in her cause, and she knew that she wasn't likely to convince her to turn away from the path she was on with mere words alone.&nbsp; So instead, she gave the woman exactly the response she was expecting to hear.&nbsp; "How many people are going to get experimented on to improve humanity?&nbsp; How many people discontent with your boss' new reign are going to be made to disappear off the streets?<br><br>"Or wait, let me guess, are you going to claim that the end justifies the means?&nbsp; I'm sure you think it does, but the rest of the world won't agree with you.&nbsp; Commit enough atrocities, and as divided as they are, this world's people will unite to stop you!"<br><br>It was an argument that Minerva had probably heard at least a dozen times in the past.&nbsp; Ace was expecting that by now, she had a counter-argument already prepared to deal with it.&nbsp; Between that familiarity and the Venusian Wonder acting like the shapeshifter's words were getting to her, Ace hoped to lull the woman into a false sense of security, enough that she might let slip some specific information about what her group's current plans were.&nbsp; 'Actionable intel', as her cousin used to put it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Guancyto</strong> on <strong>01-11-2016, 03:21:27</strong>
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				Minerva tsked, "ah, that is disappointing. No solutions, only problems. Would you like Recluse to run for president, Ace? Perhaps Arachne could arrange a sit-in? Perhaps Jorias Quinn could arrange a bus boycott! Meanwhile <em>I</em> will organize an online petition."<br><br>"Boss, no way in hell am I-"<br><br>"Sarcasm. Dollar." Arachne begrudgingly pulled a dollar out of her bag and put it in the swear jar. "People are fat and happy, or at least afraid to change the way things are for fear of making it worse. They can't see the ruin that's approaching them. If I thought peace would work, I'd do it. Really, I would, even aside from how I would be met with violence if I had the audacity to walk in the sun. Violence is, unfortunately, the only way left to us.<br><br>Now, on any other day, I would say that yes, a lot of people will die. It would be quite tragic but yes, quite necessary. But luckily for you, today the answer is not one person, because Recluse is making excellent progress on a way to win that war without even firing a shot. After all, the Tyrant Sun has already humiliated governments and heroes and villains alike. All you have to do is trap and control its power and <em>poof</em>, all those sticky moral quandaries of death and destruction in the revolution disappear like magic."<br><br>"The rookie I told you about, she-"<br><br>"Have him secure, yes. One part of a much larger project, but extracting whatever metaphysical property allowed him to be a bane against Zohar will save a great many lives. Now, I will say that a lot of people will be experimented on. There's no getting around that if we want to drive the species forwards, and technology has vastly outpaced human development. Now, I would also say that all three people in this room besides you have <em>already</em> been experimented on for far less lofty goals - Silvia, to try to make a picturesque flagship product. Arachne, to try and find an alternative source of silk. Myself, merely because they could. Having obtained the technology and research that created us, we can at least make our struggles <em>mean</em> something."<br><br>She flopped down on the floor next to Ace, letting out an exhausted sigh. "You know all this, Ace. You went to Silvia wanting to make her a superhero, but all you could offer her were scraps and crumbs. She told me." Another fidget from Silvia; Ace could almost see her mouth the word, 'sorry.'<br><br>"That wasn't what I said-"<br><br>&nbsp;"A momentary respite from the sentence imposed on her, a sentence that can't even really be enforced anyway. Even if I wanted to do things your way, it would be, 'fight for us, then go back where you belong, an insensate puddle of goop because we've made you too dangerous to leave as a person.' There's no place for me in the world up there, for any of us. So I'm going to <em>make</em> one, whether they like it or not, and I'd very much like to think that's not unreasonable. Put yourself in my place. What would you do?"<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Success! That's definitely worthy of your 3xp award.</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kunoichi</strong> on <strong>01-11-2016, 06:02:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/81/Superheroine-2.jpg)</div>Name: Ace the Wonder-Girl<br>Where: Cramped Dining Room<br>Milestones: In the Name of the Moon and Silver Age Sensibilities<br><del>3</del> 1 PP | 0 Physical | 0 Mental | 0 Emotional | 0 xp<br>Assets: None | Complications: None | Resources: None<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br>Solo d10 + Vivacious Maiden of Venus d8 + Godlike Strength 2d12 + Psych Expert d8 + Psych Stunt d8<br><br>2d12 = 6, 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=96566)<br>d10 = 10 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=96567)<br>3d8 = 5, 7, 6 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=96568)<br><br>Spending two plot points on this one, one to keep an extra die for the result, and one to keep an extra effect die.&nbsp; <strong>23 total, effect dice d12 Emotional and d12 Physical stress</strong>.&nbsp; Ace is going for a very memorable knockout. :P<br></div></div><hr><br>"If you're too dangerous to leave as a person, it's not because of the powers you've been given."&nbsp; And suddenly, all the feigned agitation and nervousness was gone, and Ace was perfectly calm.&nbsp; Her gamble had worked, this time.&nbsp; Minerva had given away a great deal of information about what her organization was up to, and had moved down within easy striking range.&nbsp; "It's because of what you choose to do with them, because your mind has been so twisted around that they think there's little hope of ever returning it to its original shape."<br><br>And as she spoke, she moved.&nbsp; It was a little awkward with the strands of spider silk still securing her, but she could bend her legs at the knee with a little effort, and bring her legs up under herself in order to pull her body into a more upright position, even if it would still be awkward with her hands restrained behind her back.&nbsp; She didn't look over at Minerva or at anywhere else in particular, not yet, since she still didn't want to give away just how little her bonds were actually holding her just yet.<br><br>"And I can already tell how you got so twisted, Minerva.&nbsp; I said it before, but the ends don't justify the means.&nbsp; The reason they don't is because diseased means cannot create a healthy end.&nbsp; Every time you do something evil in order to accomplish something good, you lie to yourself, absolve yourself of all wrong-doing, and then your worldview distorts just that little bit more.&nbsp; The most terrible things can become commonplace once you've convinced yourself that they're necessary, and once you grow accustomed to them, then it's only a short step to fooling yourself into thinking that they're actually virtuous.&nbsp; All I have to do is look at how you treat Silvia to see just how long you've been at it, just how distorted your world-view's become."&nbsp; And now, looking directly up at the woman in question, Ace spoke to her, though the words she spoke were still largely to prove her point to the shapeshifter.&nbsp; "They rescued you, right Silvia?&nbsp; Whisked you away from those awful people who experimented on and enslaved you, who were planning to force you to spend your entire life being exploited for their gain.&nbsp; Which means, from Minerva's perspective, that her people own you now.&nbsp; They gave you your life back, so it's only fair if you now are forced to spend your entire life working to her organization's gain, instead.&nbsp; It's all for your own good, really.&nbsp; Until somebody points out that Minerva's group are the ones who mainly benefit from that little arrangement.&nbsp; And then suddenly it's all for the greater good, because they're going to do great things, and so anything that benefits them also benefits everyone.<br><br>"Except that if it doesn't benefit you, then it doesn't really benefit everyone, does it?"&nbsp; And then, turning to Minerva...&nbsp; "In fact, I'd be willing to bet that it mostly just benefits you, because that's the usual pattern I see in these sorts of situations.<br><br>"Even if all your plans succeed, though, even if you manage to capture Zohar and take over the world, the united government you're planning to build will come tumbling down at some point.&nbsp; Because you'll have taken it by force instead of building it up legitimately, and much like the ruling elite on my homeworld, those acts will cause people to unite against you.&nbsp; And much like the ruling elite on my homeworld, you won't stop the resistance--"<br><br>And then, Ace sprang into action!&nbsp; Her legs moved, tearing free of the webbing that encased them as she both stood up and charged forward at Minerva, and her arms ripped free from their bindings as well, her hands closing into fists as they moved!<br><br>"--Because you're already underestimating the strength of those you would trod underfoot!"&nbsp; And then her fists swung forward, catching the shapeshifter's head between them as the motion finished and they slammed together!&nbsp; The Venusian Wonder was going for a knockout blow!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Guancyto</strong> on <strong>01-11-2016, 08:35:00</strong>
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				Ace's words she could see produced an effect in Silvia, her eyes became harder as she looked at Minerva, she opened her mouth to say something before letting the Venusian continue. <br><br>Ace struck with all the fury and vigor of surprise, catching Minerva's head between her fists. In a split second, it burst like an overripe melon, showering Ace with blood and viscera, her body going limp.<br><br>A long and heavy silence reigned over the room as Silvia and Arachne stared, holding each other, half fearful, half hopeful (albeit probably for different reasons).<br><br>That went straight back to fearful on both counts (in Silvia's case it would be better described as "terrified") as Minerva's corpse started to laugh. "Oh, Ace. You're eighteen kilometers under the surface of the earth," it said, "the rock outside is hot enough to melt lead, to bend like taffy, and it isn't even molten yet. Where <em>exactly</em> do you think you're going?" With a squelch a new head formed around the remains of the old one as she spun to her feet. "I had figured you would at least wait until we surfaced for the hand-off before pulling something like this."<br><br>She brushed the bits of bone off her shoulders, "and how naive you are, thinking you can change anything in this world with clean hands. You're like a puppy with the strength of a god. Isn't she charming?"<br><br>The other two hurried to nod along and make tiny noises of assent.<br><br>"I'm going to make you a deal. Genetic samples, ooh, and maybe some tricks on how to replicate some of your power more effectively? Don't give it to me. It's... let's see." She put a finger to her chin, "do you know the Beckett Institute? They do genetic research. They aren't one of ours, but they do good work. You can have your friends look into their background until you're satisfied. You won't be helping us directly in the least, and if we fail to take over the world you won't have helped us at all. In exchange for a promise to provide this to them, I'll give you Silvie."<br><br>"Wh-what?"<br><br>"I'll consider her time with you to be payment toward her debt with us. Not in full. Let's say... one-fourth time. It is finite, by the way, her debt. She's not my slave. Well, except for that Christmas party where she-"<br><br>"<em>Why?</em>" Silvia's eyes were wide, both in confusion and an eagerness to not see <em>anyone</em> finish that sentence.<br><br>Minerva fixed a discerning gaze on Ace, stilling a number of aggravated twitches, surrpetitiously breathing heavily and, by Ace's reckoning, aggressively trying to keep the <em>murder</em> out of her eyes. (It was so easy to control the signs of intense aggravation when one had full mastery over one's form! Less so, perhaps, against someone with Ace's suite of senses, however). "Let's just say I'm interested in seeing what you're worth to her."<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Using a d12 to add to the pool and a d8 to add a third die to the total, Minerva defends with shapeshifting, transferring those vitals somewhere else; her defense is 25, d10 effect.<br>She follows up with an attempt to give Ace a hell of a scare with shape and Menace, letting Ace think she's killed her. The other d8 adds a third die, for a 24 with d10 effect and one watcher opportunity, attempting to cause Emotional Stress.<br><br>That's 1XP as I used a d12 to add to the dicepool, and 1PP for you so I can shuffle it back into the doom pool. I just discovered I could do this!<br>1 XP for you as well for getting some ham on.<br><br>Per arrangement, Minerva has a d12 Emotional Stress that she's trying <em>very</em> hard to hide.<br>Doom Pool stands at 2d10+2d12.</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kunoichi</strong> on <strong>02-11-2016, 05:38:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/81/Superheroine-2.jpg)</div>Name: Ace the Wonder-Girl<br>Where: Cramped Dining Room<br>Milestones: In the Name of the Moon and Silver Age Sensibilities<br>1 PP | 0 Physical | 0 Mental | 0 Emotional | 2 xp<br>Assets: None | Complications: None | Resources: None<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Alright, rolling to resist that attempt at emotional manipulation, first things first...<br><br>Solo d10 + Comic Book Superhero d4 + X-Ray Vision d10 + Superhuman Senses 2d10 + Psych Expert d8 + d12 Minerva's Emotional Stress<br><br>d12 = 9 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=96633)<br>4d10 = 6, 5, 8, 6 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=96576)<br>d8 = 7 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=96577)<br>d4 = 4 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=96578)<br><br>Spending 1 Plot Points to keep an extra die for my total. <strong>24 total, d10 effect</strong>, which means the roll is a success because ties go to the defenders.&nbsp; Then, since I succeeded, I'll spend another Plot Point to inflict that effect die as Emotional Stress back on Minerva.&nbsp; My third Plot Point I'll spend on activating that one rolled opportunity to get Ace a d10 Psych Stunt for her next roll.<br><br>Next comes Ace's turn, which is going to be a support action involving giving Silvia a nice psychological boost for her next roll:<br><br>Buddy d6 + Comic Book Superhero d4 (Ace is acting as a sidekick now) + Space Flight d12 + Godlike Strength 2d12 + Psych Expert d8 + Inspirational Words Psych Stunt d10<br><br>3d12 = 4, 5, 6 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=96627)<br>d10 = 3 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=96634)<br>d8 = 3 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=96628)<br>d6 = 1 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=96629)<br>d4 = 1 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=96630)<br><br>Two opportunities, which I'm guessing you'll condense into a d8, giving me only one extra Plot Point.&nbsp; Spending one Plot Point to keep the three highest-rolling dice for my result, so <strong>15 total, d10 effect</strong> to create an <em>Ace the Wonder Girl is on my side</em> Asset for her to use in her next roll.<br></div></div><hr><br>Ace had a rather naturally expressive face, so even when Minerva pulled her little trick and splattered her head open under the Venusian Wonder's fists, it probably wouldn't be hard for her to register the emotions playing across it.&nbsp; Surprise, which swiftly metamorphosed into shock, and then horror and the prospect of having killed someone...&nbsp; Followed by anger as the trick was revealed and Minerva showed that she was perfectly fine after all.&nbsp; When that anger drained away to be replaced by a look of utter pity, that was the first warning she had that things weren't going according to plan.<br><br>"That's the other big reason you're going to lose."&nbsp; She had been polite enough to allow Minerva to continue speaking, at least.&nbsp; To make her offer in its entirety, even if the blonde young woman was then going to continue on as though she hadn't even heard it.&nbsp; "The reason you keep underestimating people in the first place.&nbsp; That twisted, self-benefiting way of looking at things, always denying reality, which leads you to make mistakes when reality doesn't match up with the way you choose to perceive it.&nbsp; And then, do you learn from these mistakes?&nbsp; Reexamine your assumptions, question your viewpoints?&nbsp; No, you double down on the illusion you've constructed, do whatever it takes to rationalize it so that you were still right all along.<br><br>"You tell yourself that I'm a naive, stupid child who played her hand too early, that slipping out from those bonds you put me in doesn't mean anything because I'm still trapped, still in your power and you still hold all the cards.&nbsp; You don't stop to consider that maybe I'm not so stupid after all, that maybe being eighteen miles below the surface of the Earth and all the intense heat and pressure associated with that depth won't bother me in the slightest, and that maybe I specifically chose to make my move at this moment because all I need to do is disable your engines and then step outside and weld all the hatches shut, and then I can excavate you at super-speed and deliver you and all your people to the authorities in a nice, neat little package."&nbsp; Reaching up, Ace tore the remains of her blindfold away from her eyes and looked around a bit, her eyes glowing a slight green as she activated her X-Ray Vision.&nbsp; Then, she pointed.&nbsp; "That's the direction to the engine room, and I can already see the parts I'll need to break to disable the engines without making them explode.&nbsp; You have no leverage and nothing to negotiate with.&nbsp; Your offer is meaningless."<br><br>Then, turning away from Minerva and stepping around the table, Ace made her way over to Silvia.<br><br>"She underestimated me, Silvia, and she's underestimating you, too,"&nbsp; The Venusian Wonder stated, giving the other woman a warm, friendly smile.&nbsp; "You never would have slipped out of their grasp in the first place if that wasn't true.&nbsp; But I can also tell that you're underestimating yourself."<br><br>And then, smile widening a little, Ace held out her hand to the woman.<br><br>"My offer is still on the table, Silvia.&nbsp; Not Minerva's offer, forget all about that, but the one I made earlier today.&nbsp; The one where it's entirely your choice whether or not you want to join me.&nbsp; And if you refuse, I'll make sure you won't get sent to the same place as these two.&nbsp; Whether you want to become a hero or not, I won't let them take you again."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Guancyto</strong> on <strong>02-11-2016, 08:08:10</strong>
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				There was a silence as Ace finished, as Minerva did her best to maintain control of her composure at this turnabout, not only being outdone, but dismissed! As Arachne showed a rising dread at what was about to come...<br><br>It was Silvia who spoke first.<br><br>"'When the hourglass has run out, the hourglass of temporality, when the noise of secular life has grown silent and its restless or ineffectual activism has come to an end, when everything around you is still, as it is in eternity," she said, the fear in her eyes diminishing at the sight of Ace's kindness and utter fearlessness, "then eternity asks you and every individual in these millions and millions about only one thing: whether you have lived in despair or not.'<br><br>Kierkegaard. She laughed, you know. When I told her about your offer. She said I wouldn't last a week even if I wanted to. If that's not underestimating me, I don't know what is. Ace, has anybody ever wanted to become the world's greatest superhero just out of <em>spite</em> before?"<br><br>Slipping out of Arachne's grasp, she clasped Ace's offered hand in both of hers.&nbsp; Her eyes blazed with determination, a fierce independence of spirit that heroes and villains alike could cow and chain and manipulate but never extinguish. "I don't know if I'll be any good at it. I don't know if I'll last any time at all. I don't know if I'll recognize myself at the end. But if you'll have me, I'll try."<br><br>The effect on her patron chimera was almost instantaneous. Some might have described Minerva as exploding in anger, or having a meltdown. This would have been <em>exceedingly</em> literal, as a wave of heat and force flipped over&nbsp; or melted all the furniture in their little room. Silvia dived on top of Ace on reflex and tackled them both to the ground. The explosion passed over both of their heads, singing Silvia's braids. Another one quickly followed, as the chimera swelled in size, great lion paws and dragon-heads and goat's heads and more wings sprouting from it with every second, each mouth emitting a scream of rage.<br><br>"Oh, fuck. Why here? Why now?! Get your shit together!" Arachne responded to the chimera's explosive growth with strands of webbing that held some of it in place, and was bitten by four newly-sprouted venomous snake-heads for her trouble; her once-ally was currently a berserk monster that knew neither friend nor foe. With one of her&nbsp; limbs the drider hit an alarm and kaxons blared in the enclosed space of the tunneling machine.<br><br>"Hey Silvia. Get. Should be a couple of emergency 'porters up front." Arachne pointed in the direction of what Ace could identify as the cockpit. <br><br>"She's going to kill you!" Even after all that, she still sounded concerned for her fellow spider.<br><br>"Hah, I've been aching to beat her up for ages! Seriously, this is <em>literally</em> why she keeps me around." Arachne turned a moment to flash her a smile that said, 'you're probably right, but what can you do?' as she bound another collection of heads together. "Uh, tell the pilots to surface asap? Sil. I'll be fine.&nbsp; <em>Go.</em> Do your thing. I'll catch up with you later. That's a promise."<br><br>Silvia looked from Ace to the unfolding battle, tugging on her arm. "I... think we should let them work out their issues together?" she said hesitantly, "Not that I'm afraid of being cooked alive when she blows a hole in the hull, but..."<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Emotional Stress-Out! Minerva flips her shit, becoming an unbound rage-driven force of nature! Arachne attempts to get her under control. Prognosis: DUBIOUS.<br><br>Silvia has joined the party! 'porting out will (probably) result in rejoining the main party.<br><br>Combat is OVER. Ace also qualifies for her 3XP trigger, turning certain doom into (potentially) a leisurely stroll away from danger. Well. Maybe a quick stroll away from danger.<br>Edit: And the 10xp, having saved the villain. Well, one of them, anyway, and metaphorically, but saving Silvia from a probable life of abuse and near-slavery in Arachnos totally counts!</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kunoichi</strong> on <strong>03-11-2016, 04:57:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/81/Superheroine-2.jpg)</div>Name: Ace the Wonder-Girl<br>Where: Between a Rock and a Rampaging Hydra<br>Milestones: In the Name of the Moon and Silver Age Sensibilities<br>1 PP | 0 Physical | 0 Mental | 0 Emotional | 15 xp<br>Assets: None | Complications: None | Resources: None<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br></div></div><hr><br>"Welcome to the team."&nbsp; Ace's free hand came up to grasp both of Silvia's as the spider-woman accepted her offer, and her heart soared in triumph.<br><br>Then Minerva had her little meltdown and the Silver Spider tackled the Venusian Wonder to the deck.&nbsp; Reflexively, Ace spun around as they fell, landing with Silvia on the bottom, shielded from the fiery explosion that spread through the room by Ace's invulnerable body, and the Venusian was soon moving to help the other woman up as the two spiders had their conversation.&nbsp; She could see the look on Silvia's face, could hear the concern in her voice, and when the silver-haired woman suggested leaving, she had already made up her mind.<br><br>"I'm probably the only one here who could survive if she did,"&nbsp; Ace responded, hands coming up to remove her helmet.&nbsp; Flipping it around, she placed it firmly on Silvia's head.&nbsp; "Do what you can to get everyone else out, and by everyone else, I mean including yourself.&nbsp; I'll stay behind and help Arachne subdue Minerva, or drag her out to the teleporter if there's no other options.&nbsp; If I can help it, nobody's going to die here today.<br><br>"My helmet has a built-in radio.&nbsp; Keep it with you, and make sure it's set to channel seven."&nbsp; And here, Ace flashed the other woman a reassuring grin.&nbsp; "If we can't meet up immediately for some reason, then I'll contact you as soon as I'm through here, I promise.&nbsp; Now, go!"<br><br>And once she was sure that the spider-woman was on her way, the Venusian Wonder turned her attention back to the out-of-control shapeshifter, and her eyes started to glow green as she got ready for a fight.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Guancyto</strong> on <strong>04-11-2016, 00:43:05</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Slight perspective shift! A little bit of Ace offscreen time, at least.<br><br>You haven't actually been transplanted into a text adventure, it's just that most other ways of introducing the perspective shift felt (even more) odd and out of place. :x</div></div><br><strong>Welcome to SpiderQuest!</strong><br><br>You are Silvia Atel, also known as the Silver Spider, Classy Purloiner of Extraordinarily Valuable and Curious Goods and Also Muffins. Yesterday, you aspired to have more fun than any human or near-human had right to. Today, you aspire to be the world's greatest hero. All your knowledge of how that might work is second-hand, primarily from the many heroes you've fought over the years, or from the tremendous amount of hero-related hearsay you've garnered from your villainous friends. There is no possible way this could go wrong.<br><br>You are currently many miles below the Earth's surface, in a tunneling machine that was used to extract you from your shitty-ass prison (albeit with a fine-ass cellmate). Your lab-sister Jean/Jhanrae/Arachne is busy fighting your out-of-control former patron, and your current patron/hero/sponsor(/squeeze?/superpowered sugar momma?) has decided to help. Being invincible must help <em>so much</em> with being heroic. <br><br>You, on the other hand, are decidedly less than invincible. You have your gear, traps and web grenades and all, your arachnid-pattern genetic modifications, that thing you drank that one time to find out what it tasted like that lets you make claws, and Ace's helmet. And a misspent youth/even more misspent adulthood honing your skills to a razor edge. And puns. People always underestimate the practical and tactical value of puns. <em>And</em> your dashing good looks. It's actually almost unfair how well-equipped you are, come to think.<br><br>Your mission, such as it is, is getting the crew to safety. This might not actually be that hard! You know the type of teleporter that Jean spoke of - you stole the prototype from the late Sorceress Supreme (well, you nicked it after she had gone and blown herself up, anyway) and Recluse strong-armed a wizard into replicating it: it is ensorcelled to send the user somewhere safe. For the crew, that's liable to be a pleasant meadow or a home base, depending on their inclinations. Ace would probably go... well basically everywhere is safe for Ace, isn't it? You, on the other hand, have <em>no idea</em> where you'd end up. You just faced down the closest thing you had to an ally among villains and flipped them the bird; even though you have plenty of friends of nefarious bent, how many of them would go to bat for you against Arachnos?<br><br>It's probably not many. <em>Totally</em> worth it, though. The look on that horrible bitch's face before she exploded...<br><br>You easily pick the lock on the dining room/mess that was serving as a makeshift holding cell, which is excellent timing because now Ace can stop covering your escape; you already hear the sounds of battle and explosions behind you. You are now in a common area. There are two crewmembers here who have hurried to respond to the sound of alarms. They are armed, and looking to you for an explanation. The engine room is LEFT. The cockpit is RIGHT. A short ways away is a staircase DOWN, which leads to the cargo hold, which may actually contain goodies, now that you think of it. You know that there are six members of the crew. One will be with the engines, at least one in the cockpit. Two are in front of you. You aren't sure where the last two are.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kunoichi</strong> on <strong>04-11-2016, 02:56:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i284.photobucket.com/albums/ll37/Geesaroni/spiderchick.jpg)</div>Name: Silver Spider<br>Where: Aboard a Tunneling Machine<br>Milestones: In the Name of the Moon and Red On My Ledger<br>1 PP | 0 Physical | 0 Mental | 0 Emotional | 15 xp<br>Assets: None | Complications: None | Resources: None<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Let's see...&nbsp; With the scene ending at the moment that it did, the Support Action that Ace took never actually happened, right? So that means that the Doom Pool is still only at 2d10+2d12 and I'm still running on 1 PP instead of 2.&nbsp; So, rolling to be convincing...<br><br>Solo d8 + Arachnid Trapmaster d8 + Covert Master 2d8 (breaking down that d10, and assuming that pretending to still be on the payroll of Arachnos would let this specialty apply in this situation)<br><br>4d8 = 6, 8, 5, 4 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=96679)<br><br>Spending that 1 PP to keep an extra die on the result, so <strong>19 total, d8 effect</strong> to convince the guards that have come running to not just evacuate, but to help me with the evacuation.<br></div></div><hr><br>"Aha, perfect!&nbsp; Just the boys I was looking for!"&nbsp; Technically not true, but the two guards Silvia found herself face-to-face with were looking to her for an explanation, and as usual, her stunningly quick wits had just come up with a plan.&nbsp; "Our captured superhero just broke loose, and she said she was going to take out the engines and dig the ship out of the ground.&nbsp; She's invulnerable, super-fast, and super-strong, so she can do it, too.&nbsp; The boss and Arachne are keeping her busy, and she ordered that we evacuate now, while we can.&nbsp; You, get to the cockpit and get the pilots out through the emergency teleporter, and you, go and get the engine room crew out the same way.&nbsp; I'll take the stairs down to the hold; On top of getting out anybody who's down there, there were a few special items the boss wanted me to make sure to get out of here.<br><br>"Come on, people, it's a direct order from Lady Minerva herself!&nbsp; Move!"&nbsp; And that should do it.&nbsp; Assuming they bought the lie, of course.&nbsp; If not, she was going to have to resort to her backup plan, which involved a lot more webbing people up and dragging them out.&nbsp; That would still be perfectly doable, but it would take more effort and, more importantly, more time, which would mean less time to look around in the cargo hold and see if they were keeping anything good down there.&nbsp; And wouldn't that just be a shame?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Guancyto</strong> on <strong>06-11-2016, 06:41:53</strong>
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				The two crewmen looked at Silvia, and then at each other. "You want to tell those two to abandon their baby?" the one asked the other.<br><br>The other snorted. "You wanna decide you know better than the boss when it comes to-" he was interrupted by a loud crash on the other side of the door and an Arachne-shaped dent in it. "-<em>that</em>."<br><br>"No, that's quite all right. You seen the other two?"<br><br>"Damn kids're probably snuck off kissin' again, thinkin' the alarms are just us trying to catch 'em at it."<br><br>"They are annoyingly inclined to do that," back to Silvia, "ma'am, you see the other two before we do, send them on their way? With our luck they've picked a good hiding place, more's the pity."<br><br>With that the two took off in opposite directions, leaving the Silver Spider free and clear!<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">The scene didn't -end- per se, so the doom pool has an extra d6, you have an extra PP, and most of all you have an Asset to your name.<br>1d6+2d10+2d12 is where it stands currently.</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kunoichi</strong> on <strong>06-11-2016, 09:17:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i284.photobucket.com/albums/ll37/Geesaroni/spiderchick.jpg)</div>Name: Silver Spider<br>Where: Aboard a Tunneling Machine<br>Milestones: In the Name of the Moon and Red On My Ledger<br><del>2</del> 1 PP | 0 Physical | 0 Mental | 0 Emotional | 15 xp<br>Assets: None | Complications: None | Resources: None<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Alright, searching through the cargo hold now, and making sure to look through as much of the cargo as I can for <del>shiny things</del> hiding places.&nbsp; Adding in the Asset you said I made, and spending one of those Plot Points to make it persistent, since I get the feeling I'm going to need the it while rolling off against the Doom Pool.<br><br>Solo d8 + Arachnid Trapmaster d8 + Enhanced Senses d8 + Crime Expert d8 (claiming 1 XP from Red On My Ledger Milestone) + Ace The Wonder Girl Is On My Side d12<br><br>d12 = 8 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=96763)<br>4d8 = 3, 6, 1, 2 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=96762)<br><br>One opportunity, and spending a Plot Point to keep one extra die for the result, so <strong>17 total, d8 effect</strong> for the search.<br></div></div><hr><br>"Will do, boys.&nbsp; If they're down in the cargo hold, I'll find them."&nbsp; A henchman couple sneaking off to have a forbidden tryst in some dark corner of an underground tunneling machine, all while they were supposed to be standing guard?&nbsp; Oooh, now this was just too juicy to pass up!&nbsp; And also tracking them down would save their lives, of course.<br><br>And come to think of it, if they were holed up somewhere inside the cargo hold, then the most likely place they would be hidden would be inside one of the containers for the various pieces of cargo the tunneling machine was carrying, right? Which meant that, in order to find them, she would have to crack open the seals on some of those containers and take a peek at what lay within.&nbsp; Forget hitting two birds with one stone, Silvia Atel used one stone to take down three of them!<br><br>Of course, knowing that Ace was still going to be just up the stairs, fighting to keep Minerva from tearing open the hull, helped immensely in keeping Silvie calm and focused as she made her way down into the cargo hold.&nbsp; The girl was quite strong, after all, and even if the chimaera was going to be an incredibly difficult opponent to physically subdue, she was sure that her new ally would at least be able to keep her busy and the tunneling machine intact for quite a while.&nbsp; More than long enough to both find those two guards and see if there was anything worth taking along from down in the cargo hold, especially for an expert burglar such as herself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Guancyto</strong> on <strong>08-11-2016, 02:58:10</strong>
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				A quick search of the cargo hold revealed a number of items! Delicious loot! Admittedly most of them were spare parts for repairing the tunneling machine (having a breakdown ten miles down was kind of the definition of 'in a pickle') but there was still enough there besides that!<br><br>A few spare pairs of shock gloves and a collapsible kinetic-projection baton? Not exciting, but could come in handy. <br><br>A rosy sphere, a clear spindle and an aqua helix? Useless, where was she ever going to find a use for those?<br><br>A few mystic scrolls that she mostly didn't recognize? ...hmm, was that the rune for 'splendour' on the one? <br><br>Ooh! One of the larger crates opened to reveal a salvaged M61 Vulcan autocannon. Too big for the helicopter, they must have stolen this from a fighter jet. Carting it out was going to be a little tricky (it probably weighed a good two-hundred and fifty pounds), but it'd make a nice present if the 'porter sent her to one of her friends; Kutkh especially would go <em>wild</em> over something like this, crazy old raven-man that he was.<br><br>There were also a couple of the freeze-guns that were used by the guards attempting to contain her (about enough ammo to make an ice cream cone, though...), and her shock collar and its remote.<br><br>Hmm, that was about it for useful goodies. Oh! There was a collection of books on Jewish eschatology, normally not really something of interest, but one of them had one of Minerva's bookmarks in it. The chimera wasn't even slightly religious that she knew of (except for Recluse's particular cult of personality), had she been reading about the end of the world? On top of them was a DVD copy of Ghostbusters. <em>That</em> was probably Arachne's. <br><br>Wait, what was that?! In a secret compartment behind the books? Arachne's pocky stash! Jackpot!<br><br>No crewmen, though, even though there had been a couple of really good hiding places! Let's see... there was a crawlspace under the engine room that she could get to from here, or she could try the infirmary with its handy medical closets.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Doom pool rolls two opportunities. Spider hasn't found the crewmen, though!</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kunoichi</strong> on <strong>10-11-2016, 11:53:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i284.photobucket.com/albums/ll37/Geesaroni/spiderchick.jpg)</div>Name: Silver Spider<br>Where: Aboard a Tunneling Machine<br>Milestones: In the Name of the Moon and Red On My Ledger<br><del>1</del> 0 PP | 0 Physical | 0 Mental | 0 Emotional | 15 xp<br>Assets: None | Complications: None | Resources: None<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Spending that last Plot Point to activate an opportunity, gaining Silvia's Pet Giant Spider as a d10 Resource.&nbsp; Then, rolling to search the infirmary...<br><br>Buddy d10 + Arachnid Trapmaster d8 + Enhanced Senses d8 + Covert Master 2d8 + Ace The Wonder Girl Is On My Side d12 + Giant Spider d10<br><br>d12 = 10 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=96851)<br>2d10 = 1, 8 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=96852)<br>4d8 = 4, 2, 4, 8 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=96853)<br><br>Rolled one opportunity, taking that Plot Point and using it to keep an extra die for the result.&nbsp; <strong>26 total, d8 effect</strong> to find those crazy kids.<br></div></div><hr><br>Whipping up a webbing loot-sack was second-nature for Silvia at this point.&nbsp; Deciding what to take, on the other hand, was a bit more difficult.&nbsp; A pair of shock gloves would be easy enough to carry, since she could wear them on her hands, and it wouldn't be hard to weave up a belt of some sort with a loop to hang the stun baton from.&nbsp; On the other hand, it would clash horribly with her poor outfit, which was suffering a little already from that helmet she was wearing.&nbsp; But then, maybe the disjointed, patched-together look was something she could make work?<br><br>The oddly-shaped polished stones went in the bag, since they were probably worth something or otherwise valuable in some way if they were being carried around in their own separate box.&nbsp; The mystic scrolls would have to be wrapped up in another bundle of insulating webbing before being dropped in the sack in order to protect them from being damaged, but that was only a moment's work.&nbsp; Same for the books, which she mostly decided to take along because the team she had decided to join would probably be interested in knowing why a high-ranking member of an organization like Arachnos was reading about the end of the world.&nbsp; The copy of Ghostbusters was also tossed in without much thought, and the pocky stash along with it; If she was stealing Minerva's things, then she might as well take Arachne's too, just out of completionism, right?<br><br>The salvaged M61 Vulcan autocannon, on the other hand...&nbsp; Well, on the one hand, it was much too big for her to move on her own.&nbsp; But on the other hand, that was what made it such a challenge!&nbsp; It wasn't nailed down at all, and there were all sorts of ways it could come in handy, regardless of where the teleporter spit her out at!<br><br>"<em>Chrrrrr</em>..."&nbsp; And just when Silvia was about to finally throw in the towel and admit that she couldn't think of a good way to move the heavy weaponry, suddenly she heard a very familiar cry coming from a cage in the back!<br><br>"Percie?"<br><br>"<em>Chik, chrrrrr</em>!"<br><br>"Aha, Percival, it <em>is</em> you!"&nbsp; If dogs were man's best friend, then a spider's best friend was an even bigger spider.&nbsp; And this particular spider, being massive and well-trained, was quite a good friend indeed.&nbsp; "I'll have you out of there in a minute, boy.&nbsp; How did you even get down here in the first place? Did Arachne bring you along?"<br><br>"<em>Chrrrrr</em>!"&nbsp; The padlock holding the cage door shut was so easy to crack it might as well have not even been there at all. Silvia had the door swinging open in seconds, and she took a few seconds to give Percie a hug and rub him at that one spot right between his eyes that he really liked before climbing aboard, webbing up a riding harness and a few places to hang even more of the loot from.<br><br>Well, that settled how she was getting the autocannon on.&nbsp; The next thing to do was to consider where she should search next in order to find her missing guards.&nbsp; Could they be in the hidden crawlspace that went under the engines?&nbsp; They would be assured of almost never being interrupted there, but it was a place that was avoided for a reason.&nbsp; Noisy and hot from being located right under the engines, to say nothing of the tight confines and the odd smell...&nbsp; Would a young couple looking for a good spot for a romantic tryst pick there of all places to have their secret meetings in?<br><br>No, that was unlikely.&nbsp; Which meant that the infirmary was the most likely option.&nbsp; Soon enough, Silvia was opening medical closets and checking underneath beds for people who were hiding, while her good buddy Percie was set to watch the door and make sure nobody tried to slip out past her for some reason.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Guancyto</strong> on <strong>16-11-2016, 03:19:16</strong>
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				Silvia did a fine job of casing the infirmary. There, in a medical closet! As promised. Locked, but that was no impediment. The dashing doctor and the energetic engineer were in the middle of putting their pants back on. "We, um," the doctor began. <br><br>"We weren't doing nothing," the mechanic finished, although the smell (not to mention how flushed they were) put the lie to that. <br><br>"So what's the problem?" she continued, as though nothing was wrong, "compression coil again?"<br><br>A pair of snake-heads smashed through the ceiling, hissing flame, followed by sinuous snake-bodies that threatened to overtake the whole closet in a moment. The two took one look and decided to beat feet. The machine rumbled and metal groaned. <br><br>That was probably a cue to leave! The doctor had dropped a paper when he was getting his pants back on; it looked like a list of medical requirements? (Really weird requirements, though. Something she recognized as shorthand for her guards' freeze-guns was on one of them!)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kunoichi</strong> on <strong>18-11-2016, 08:47:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i284.photobucket.com/albums/ll37/Geesaroni/spiderchick.jpg)</div>Name: Silver Spider<br>Where: Aboard a Tunneling Machine<br>Milestones: In the Name of the Moon and Red On My Ledger<br>0 PP | 0 Physical | 0 Mental | 0 Emotional | 15 xp<br>Assets: Ace The Wonder Girl Is On My Side d12 | Complications: None | Resources: Pet Giant Spider d10<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br></div></div><hr><br>Bingo! Lovebirds found, and not a moment too soon, as it turned out.<br><br>"Emergency teleporter's down front next to the cockpit, kids!"&nbsp; Silvia called out after the pair, as they ran off.&nbsp; She herself only stopped long enough to retrieve that little sheet of paper before rushing back out of the infirmary, folding it up neatly and tucking it away down the front of her shirt as she hopped aboard Percie.&nbsp; "Alright, boy!&nbsp; Our job here is done!&nbsp; Time to spin our webs elsewhere!"<br><br>Back up out of the cargo hold, and while it was a tight fit in a few places, Ace and Minerva had broken through enough walls and ceilings during their battle that a giant spider was able to make its way through the hallways without any real trouble.&nbsp; Percival could be quite fast when he wanted to, so even with the vulcan cannon weighing his thorax down, it didn't take very long at all for the Silver Spider to make her own emergency exit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Guancyto</strong> on <strong>21-11-2016, 05:44:58</strong>
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				The cockpit still had its pilot, but that was all. "I'll set her to surface automatically, if she's still in one piece we'll get her back," he explained, packing his plastic dinosaurs hastily into a bag. "Go on, go! I'll follow."<br><br>The teleporter stood out from the rest of the decor, black and covered in arcane symbols, but it would do its job. Somehow. What would happen if there were nowhere in the world to send her that was safe?<br><br>Probably a question for another time. With a wave of light, Silvia and Percival disappeared... and what a scene was waiting for them on the other side...<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Back to the main thread we go!</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ReijiTabibito</strong> on <strong>11-04-2017, 19:53:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://orig10.deviantart.net/3f32/f/2012/002/5/6/dust_and_smoke_by_shimmering_sword-d4l4dg7.jpg)</div>Name: Darclight<br>Where: Show...ers?<br>Doing What: WTF EVEN I DON'T KNOW ANYMORE,<br>Milestones: DRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKE<br>1 PP | 0 Physical | 0 Mental | 0 Emotional | 15xp (of 35xp total)<br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body"></div></div><hr><br>Well.&nbsp; This was a surprise.&nbsp; Here Darclight had been expecting something entirely familiar and instead he got something completely different.&nbsp; However long the Sultana had had this place, she had obviously done a pile of remodeling.&nbsp; And apparently had also invited a handful of spirits to occupy the tower.<br><br>"If you mean the Sultana by Mistress, then I have news for you.&nbsp; She is not in charge here anymore, I am.&nbsp; And I would highly appreciate you not assaulting others in my presence.&nbsp; As for why I am here..."&nbsp; He waved to let the Auxilias spread out and...do whatever it was that they were wanting to do.&nbsp; "...I am here for the water.&nbsp; This <em>is</em> a bath, isn't it?"<br><br>Ghost.&nbsp; Great.&nbsp; It wasn't that he couldn't perceive - or interact - with insubstantial entities, but usually he let either Shovel Knight or Fencer deal with them.&nbsp; "And may I be appraised of who <em>you</em> are?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Premier</strong> on <strong>11-04-2017, 23:36:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/e23WACC.png)</div><hr>Name: Tabitha<br>Where: On a highway to hell.<br>Doing What: Going on Date!<br>2 PP | 0 Physical | 0 Mental | D8 Emotional<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body"></div></div><hr><br>Sofiya groaned as her vision swam into focus and she lifted her head up from the bright white medial table to look about the weird null space they'd just horribly abused medical science in. "Oh shit... how lit did I just get?"<br><br>"Sun puns! Recovery seems good" Tabs said leaning over to ruffle Sofiya's long red hair "You're adjusting to it well then. It was a whole process, your magics going to be missing for a while I had to use it to contain that solar system. It turns out it totally was inhabited after all! I think you might be their sun goddess now?"<br><br>"Wait is this a Vore thing?"<br><br>"It is absolutely not a Vore thing. But since we're on the topic of kink I have to go do someone." Tabs grinned. "So you're in charge of yourself for a bit"<br><br>"Already? It's hardly been an hou-" Sofiya started, but got cut short by the picture Tabs was showing her on her phone. "... must be nice to have boobs"<br><br>"I know right? I'm going to go check though, so you get to take care of yourself. Where you want to go, I'll pick you up when I can."<br><br>"This is some terrible Guardianship."<br><br>"I think we both knew this is exactly how it'd work." Tabs said as she pulled a large medical machine off the wall and begin to fashion it into a motorbike frame, beeping in protest as she smoothed out the metal and sized up some bonesaw blades for the wheels. "I mean if you're bored go bug my team, they'll probably find you easier to deal with anyway and you can go punch some villains with the sun."<br><br>Sofiya simply glared at her the air around her becoming a shimmering heat haze.<br><br>"Yeah see! Bring that intensity to the team" Tabs said as she began to sweat, quickly jamming enough magic into her ramshackle vehicle that it lurched to life and jumping on. "I believe in youuuuuuuu...."<br><br>Tearing right through the wall into a lava strewn hellscape, she's just quick enough to get out of there before Sofiya's simmering rage turns into actual fire and scores the entire white space room a nice shade of ash black.<br><br>She had a date to go on, sidekicks would just have to handle themselves! 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Guancyto</strong> on <strong>17-04-2017, 09:42:36</strong>
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				<strong>Darclight</strong><br><br>"What?!" the mer-ghost's eyes widened at Darclight's proclamation that there had been a change in leadership. "You beat her? Are you the new King?"<br><br>Her eyes narrowed as she hovered close. The spectral outline of her tail wove a loose circle around him and Auxilia-Prime as she examined him. "No, you don't have the Key. Good decision, that. I'm Attendant."<br><br>"You're just named after your function? What kind of name is that?" Auxilia asked, skeptical, apparently oblivious to the blatant hypocrisy.<br><br>"The Queen of the Netherworld gave me that name, and I'll wear it forever," the mer-ghost huffed. "I can help this little guy, but I don't have any reason to bother with soulless hunks of metal and sparks." She crossed her arms over her chest, giving a flippant flip of her flipper while she was at it, making a wave that soaked Auxilia-Prime. The other Auxilias had been in the middle of sizing up the bath and neatly exchanging their clothes for tiny towels, but the splash stopped them. She had a coy, calculating look, like Auxilia was looking for a way to take her newfound interloper down a peg. <br><br><strong>Tabs</strong><br><br>A lava-strewn hellscape all around her, Tabs rode her Docycle, the sawblades making deep grooves in the hot and slightly-squishy black basalt beneath her, kicking up brilliant sparks that sizzled on the bare-but-surprisingly-not-convective lava streams all around her. Weaving between stalagmites on her road she sped at blinding speed... until she came to a great tunnel mouth, a good two hundred feet high, entirely blocked by a demon rippling with red muscles. His pitchfork would have given a good skyscraper a run for its money, and it was currently placed across the entrance.<br><br>He leaned down, way down, way <em>way</em> down, no easy task at that size, and got down face-to-face with Tabs. With the heavy stench of brimstone on his breath he spoke.<br><br><strong>"Papers please."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Premier</strong> on <strong>18-04-2017, 00:16:35</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/e23WACC.png)</div><hr>Name: Tabitha<br>Where: Hellish Customs<br>Doing What: Engaging in the bureaucracy<br>2 PP | 0 Physical | 0 Mental | D8 Emotional<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body"></div></div><hr><br>Tabs wanted to look them dead in the eyes but considering the size she had to settle for meeting them eyes to eyeball as she reached into her labcoat and presented her papers.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Papers Please!</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/Qer9mVZ.png)<br></div></div><br><br>You've not heard of me here? Tabs grinned "Oh this is going to be a really fun trip~"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ReijiTabibito</strong> on <strong>22-04-2017, 04:46:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://orig10.deviantart.net/3f32/f/2012/002/5/6/dust_and_smoke_by_shimmering_sword-d4l4dg7.jpg)</div>Name: Darclight<br>Where: Show...ers?<br>Doing What: WTF EVEN I DON'T KNOW ANYMORE,<br>Milestones: DRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKE<br>1 PP | 0 Physical | 0 Mental | 0 Emotional | 15xp (of 35xp total)<br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body"></div></div><hr><br>"Watch your words." &nbsp;Darclight told Attendant when she derided Auxilia as 'sparks and metal.'&nbsp; "How would you like it if someone judged <em>you</em> by what you are in the physical?"&nbsp; Hopefully she would get the point. &nbsp;"Right, well..." &nbsp;He looked around, and then the armor opened up to let out Conway. &nbsp;"Been a long while since I was able to do..." &nbsp;He was about to start removing his clothes, but apparently some of the others present had other ideas about who should be doing that.<br><br>Conway looked over at Auxilia-Prime.&nbsp; "You know, if you wanted to see me naked <em>this</em> badly, you just had to ask.&nbsp; And just how <em>you</em> are your others?" &nbsp;As for Attendant...what in the world was she going to be doing?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Guancyto</strong> on <strong>26-04-2017, 06:05:59</strong>
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				<strong>Tabs</strong><br><br>The demon took and examined the tiny, tiny piece of paper between its forefinger and thumb.<br><br>It grunted. <strong>"Portrait doesn't match."</strong> A very faint scritching noise announced that a printer inset into the wall had printed something, which it took. <strong>"And today you need a work permit."</strong><br><br>---<br><br><strong>Darclight</strong><br><br>"It's no fun if I just ask to get you naked," Auxilia-Prime said; she was the more immediate candidate to get Darclight out of his clothes, and soon three Auxilias were helping him out of his clothes and into the bath. Regardless of how much she looked ready to jump his bones right that instant (and it looked like a lot), she had a job to do, which was why he was being furiously scrubbed before he even had a moment to process. "besides, I don't think getting you out of your shell would've been that easy even if you say it would."<br><br>"You know..." one of the free Auxis said to Attendant, a playfully dangerous edge to her tone, "Sultana could probably command you by herself, but I bet she had wards or something for her daughter to use. Am I right?"<br><br>"Of course you're wrong." Attendant crossed her arms, but nonetheless floating away about a step.<br><br>"So definitely not this one," the Auxi said, and manipulated one of the runes on the bath. It immediately filled with bubbles.<br><br>"You're wasting your time."<br><br>"This one?" The bath suddenly became pleasantly lemon-scented.<br><br>"Not even close."<br><br>"So there is something to be close to! This one!"<br><br>"Ah! No! Wai-"<br><br>Beams of light lit up around the bath, and an image of glowing chains briefly surrounded Attendant. The mer-ghost promptly fell and splashed into the water, brought to corporeality. Two Auxis immediately jumped in, wrestling and wrangling the ghost in their clutches! Attendant's movements seemed more sluggish, which was why one of the Auxis quickly had her over her knee and had started to spank her. "And that's what you get for calling me a pile of metal and sparks."<br><br>"Ahhh! No! Help!" In spite of her cries, Attendant was starting to blush already, but the thashing of her tail was making great waves in the bath and splashing Conway.<br><br>"Oh, good idea! Darc, would you be so kind as to help discipline her?" Auxi produced and offered to Darc a paddle that she... must have been carrying all along?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Premier</strong> on <strong>27-04-2017, 00:43:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/e23WACC.png)</div><hr>Name: Tabitha<br>Where: Hellish Customs<br>Doing What: Engaging in the bureaucracy<br>2 PP | 0 Physical | 0 Mental | D8 Emotional<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body"></div></div><hr><br>Keep your cool Tabs. Remember the hot date with the bombshell demon doctor, don't mess this up. Restrain yourself. Just play along and take this calm and reasonably.<br><br>Tabs took a deep breath and lost her shit.<br><br>"Oh is that the problem you spotted?" Tabs seethed, reaching a hand into her litter box and taking out a military flat cap with an angry demon face on it and putting it on at a jaunty angle. "You didn't notice that the illegal sassy punctuation? Or that the serial code just says 'Sweet Mage' " she growled, reaching up to take the demon by one horn and drag it closer so they were eye to eyes. This did mean she had to stand on his shoulder but she was trying to make up for size with sheer bravado here.<br><br>"Are you taking security seriously here? There are enemies everywhere and they are all trying to get in to bang our hot demon women. VIGILANCE IS PARAMOUNT. We can't abide these kind of fuck ups! Letting me off with a warning? You should have nailed my ass to a wall, this kind of lax behavior makes me doubt if you're even cut out for this job. The boss is going to be LIVID."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ReijiTabibito</strong> on <strong>04-05-2017, 06:58:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://orig10.deviantart.net/3f32/f/2012/002/5/6/dust_and_smoke_by_shimmering_sword-d4l4dg7.jpg)</div>Name: Darclight<br>Where: Show...ers?<br>Doing What: WTF EVEN I DON'T KNOW ANYMORE,<br>Milestones: DRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKE<br>1 PP | 0 Physical | 0 Mental | 0 Emotional | 15xp (of 35xp total)<br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body"></div></div><hr><br>"Where in the world did you get that?" &nbsp;Darclight prodded Auxilia when she produced the paddle and offered it to him, handle-first. &nbsp;"You did not have that a minute ago when we walked in here, and trust me, I would have remembered...it." &nbsp;His eyes flicked over to the ghost.&nbsp; "Besides.&nbsp; Her quarrel was with you, not me.&nbsp; I'm not about to start spanking her for something she did...unless, of course, this is some sort of declaration.&nbsp; That I am somehow..involved with you?&nbsp; That my interests are yours, and yours mine?"&nbsp; He looked back at the paddle.&nbsp; "Besides, she hasn't really even said she would want more.&nbsp; The one you gave her just now, that was repayment for an unkind statement.&nbsp; But more?"&nbsp; Darclight realized he was doing that pesky 'hero' thing when Auxilia would have had little problem with it, but she'd sought him out precisely for that quality.&nbsp; At least, he thought so.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Guancyto</strong> on <strong>08-05-2017, 06:26:51</strong>
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				<strong>Tabs</strong><br><br>The little round beginnings of tears formed at the edges of the gigantic demon's eyes as it realized the true depth of its error. Well, the current depth of its error, the true depth of its error was that it was standing between Tabs and a hot date and really one couldn't go deeper in error than that.<br><br><strong>"I'm sorry sir! This is only my second day! I haven't figured out all the hot keys yet!"</strong> Hot keys was right, the river of lava contained a variety of shortcuts for making his job easier. <strong>"I didn't know I could point out more than one discrepancy at a time! Please don't cast me into a pit of even worse eternal torment than processing passports!"</strong><br><br><strong>Darclight</strong><br>Auxilia just tsked at Darclight's recalcitrance, didn't explain where she had gotten the paddle from, and hit the mer-ghost another time, who cried out, "Ohh, harder, 'tana!"<br><br>Auxi raised her eyebrows, "is that short for Sultana? Oh dear, I think someone has a little bit of a thing going with her mistress?"<br><br>"What?! No! I never- she never-"<br><br>"Oh dear. Okay, I get it. Darc, I'm going to keep her busy for a while, so if you don't want to participate that's fine just... don't look." She had a knowing little smirk, like she expected that to be impossible. <br><br>"So is he clean enough?" one Auxi asked another.<br><br>"I dunno, we'd better make absolutely sure," the other said, starting to scrub down Darclight's chest, down to his stomach, and...<br><br>"Oh come <em>on</em>," Auxi-Prime said, bonking them both over the head and sliding into the bath with Darclight, nestling herself against his side and slowly and tenderly kissing his neck. "Really, I'm such a tease sometimes."<br><br><br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ReijiTabibito</strong> on <strong>08-05-2017, 06:42:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://orig10.deviantart.net/3f32/f/2012/002/5/6/dust_and_smoke_by_shimmering_sword-d4l4dg7.jpg)</div>Name: Darclight<br>Where: Show...ers?<br>Doing What: WTF EVEN I DON'T KNOW ANYMORE,<br>Milestones: DRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKE<br>1 PP | 0 Physical | 0 Mental | 0 Emotional | 15xp (of 35xp total)<br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body"></div></div><hr><br>"Just don't-"&nbsp; He responded to her statement.&nbsp; Darclight crossed his arms. &nbsp;"That's not being very fair, Auxilia." &nbsp;He would have said more, except two others kept on him...at least until Prime conked them both and got them away from him, mostly by getting her hands on him herself.&nbsp; They were now in the water, together.&nbsp; Under normal circumstances, reader, this would not be a problem.&nbsp; However, it is a problem, for the following reasons.<br><br>1: Darclight is currently out of his armor - IE, he is the entirely human Richard Conway.<br>2: Auxilia-Prime has currently attached himself to her side.&nbsp; Now, Auxilia is a robot, yes, but she is referred to by roboticists as a gynoid - that is, a duplicate of the human female form, in as much complexity as can be handled.<br>3: That complexity?&nbsp; Is almost absolute.&nbsp; There are a few noticeably robotic things about her, but otherwise she could be mistaken for human.<br>4: And a very prominent part of that humanity is currently pressed against him.<br>5: This isn't a reason, I'm just throwing it in here because I think I lost keeping separate reasons after 2.<br>B: No, this isn't a reason, either, this is just an advertisement for Tim Horton's Midnight Freezer, the official drink of Darclight as negotiated by Stormwatch.<br><br>Where were we?&nbsp; Right.<br><br>Auxilia would find it a difficult task to keep eye contact with Darclight.&nbsp; Mostly because he was too busy looking down at what she had pressed into his side, <em>and</em> feeling his erection grow.<br><br>"You...you do not...play fair..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Premier</strong> on <strong>11-05-2017, 00:59:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/e23WACC.png)</div><hr>Name: Tabitha<br>Where: Hellish Customs<br>Doing What: Engaging in the bureaucracy<br>2 PP | 0 Physical | 0 Mental | D8 Emotional<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body"></div></div><hr><br>"Are you crying?" Tabs said, eyes an enthusiastic blaze now as she got into her role as terrifying boss lady. She could get used to it. <br><br>"Your passion for doing good work is the first thing here I've seen worth my time! I should write you up for this fuck up and send you down to do ...."<br><br>Her voice took a dark tone and the very air around them chilled.<br><br><em><strong>"Retail"</strong></em><br><br>The darkness receded and the fire in Tabs eyes died down, "But while I am unreasonable your punishment doesn't have to be so soul crushing. You see I have a date I need to get too and I think a waiter, would really suit my style for it. You think you can find a tux and a bottle of something throat burning? There's still time to prove to me you got what it takes to serve."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Guancyto</strong> on <strong>19-05-2017, 02:42:25</strong>
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				<strong>Darclight</strong><br><br>"No?" Auxilia said, and she was almost smug about it, "do you need to preserve your purity? Maybe you'd prefer to start with something slow, like holding hands, sharing umbrellas, sipping milkshakes together?" She giggled, running a hand down his stomach, drawing little circles with her fingers as she slowly, teasingly approached his erection, before she was running one finger up and down it under the water. "For a guy that made me cum my brains out the first time we met, you're awfully shy outside your shell."<br><br>---<br><br><strong>Tabs</strong><br><br><strong>"A waiter! Yes, sir! I'm good at waiting!"</strong> the gigantic demon nodded, visibly thinking furiously where on Eart- where in the actual Hell it was going to get a tuxedo in its size. <strong>"It... might have to be stolen, sir! It's not a problem, I'll take care of it! Go on through, I need to close the checkpoint after you!"<br></strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ReijiTabibito</strong> on <strong>21-05-2017, 23:55:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://orig10.deviantart.net/3f32/f/2012/002/5/6/dust_and_smoke_by_shimmering_sword-d4l4dg7.jpg)</div>Name: Darclight<br>Where: Show...ers?<br>Doing What: THIS IS NOT FAIR AUXILIA<br>Milestones: WHERE'S MY UMBRELLAS AND SWEET PROPOSITIONS BEFORE YOU HUMP ME YOU HORNBOT?!<br>1 PP | 0 Physical | 0 Mental | 0 Emotional | 15xp (of 35xp total)<br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body"></div></div><hr><br>"You wouldn't get me saying n-"&nbsp; And then Auxilia ran a single finger up and down his erection and it took literally everything Darclight had to bite his own tongue and not moan at the teasing, feather-light touch.&nbsp; He could feel himself shudder a bit, though, and he knew that Auxilia most certainly would have picked up on it.&nbsp; "...and let me guess, you so desperately want to repay the favor?"&nbsp; Darclight was red, flushed, breathing as heavy as she was breathing lightly.&nbsp; This was going to be impossible if she pressed more, he was already nine-tenths of the way to saying 'fuck it.'<br><br>Literally, in at least one sense.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Premier</strong> on <strong>22-05-2017, 00:24:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/e23WACC.png)</div><hr>Name: Tabitha<br>Where: Hellish Customs<br>Doing What: DATE DATE DATE<br>2 PP | 0 Physical | 0 Mental | D8 Emotional<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body"></div></div><hr><br>"If it wasn't stolen you would hardly be a demon right?" Tabitha smiled "If I can file some of these soft edges off you son then we might just make a demon of you yet." <br><br>She gave a happy little ear wiggle as she walked into hell and looked about, she had absolutely no idea where her date was but that meant it was time to explore. For a date with a smoking hot doctor she'd upend hell itself! 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Guancyto</strong> on <strong>03-07-2017, 09:36:16</strong>
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				<strong>Tabs</strong><br><br>Tabs wandered through Hell! There was probably a song about that somewhere. After an encounter with a CR-appropriate number of lemures (the number was always 'too many' when dealing with shambling blobs of barely-sentient goo), an attempted breakout on the level entirely assigned to telemarketers (so that's where the call centers got outsourced to), a coffee with Anubis (which mostly consisted of him grousing about not being respected any more and barely letting her get a word in edgewise), and not one, not two, not three, but <em>four</em> Borgias in a row trying to bum change off of her (according to them, to pay for postage to get the histories about themselves changed), it occurred to Tabs that Hell was probably a large place and that she might want some kind of directions to be able to find her hot date in time.<br><br>After all, if there was a song about this, wasn't there a...<br><br>Highway. There was a highway in Hell. The sound barriers alone were seventy meters high and spewed fire at anyone trying to get across, but <em>please</em>, like that would actually deter a real hitchhiker?<br><strong><br>Darclight</strong><br><br>"You wouldn't get me saying no," Auxilia said, looking extraordinarily pleased with herself at his reaction, almost like she preferred the anticipation to-<br><br>-one of her drones (apparently having sneakily slipped into the water, using the mer-ghost's pleasured squeals as cover) peeked out of the water in front of Conway, "oh come on, if you lay it on any more he's going to explode," she said, diving down again. Auxi-prime rolled her eyes at the drone and gripped Conway's shaft, gently at first, more firmly once the drone underwater started to lick at the tip, coordinating hand and tongue with complete precision.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ReijiTabibito</strong> on <strong>03-07-2017, 23:01:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://orig10.deviantart.net/3f32/f/2012/002/5/6/dust_and_smoke_by_shimmering_sword-d4l4dg7.jpg)</div>Name: Darclight<br>Where: Show...ers?<br>Doing What: THIS IS NOT FAIR AUXILIA<br>Milestones: WELL ISN'T THIS A FINE SITUATION WE'RE IN<br>1 PP | 0 Physical | 0 Mental | 0 Emotional | 15xp (of 35xp total)<br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body"></div></div><hr><br>Darclight had assumed that because Auxilia-Prime had put two of her drones back in line when they tried to make a move on him that he was going to be dealing with <em>only her</em>.<br><br>Guess not.&nbsp; One of her drones showed up and - once Prime had moved his erection into the correct position - started to lap at the tip of his tool.&nbsp; "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...." &nbsp;It sounded half like a rasp and half like a delicious moan of pleasure coursing through his brain.&nbsp; Auxilia-Prime would feel the cock twitch in her hand, and now Conway was flushing from more than just the slight heat coming off the surface of the water.&nbsp; (Had someone manipulated one of the runes again?&nbsp; Wasn't this water supposed to be cold?)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Truth, Justice and Brownies if you got 'em (Side Stories IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Premier</strong> on <strong>06-07-2017, 22:51:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/e23WACC.png)</div><hr>Name: Tabitha<br>Where: Highway to Hell<br>Doing What: WITNESS ME!<br>2 PP | 0 Physical | 0 Mental | D8 Emotional<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body"></div></div><hr><br>Tabitha had her hitchhiking skills down top notch and had gone through the usual escalation. <br><br>Thumb out? No response.<br><br>Thumb out with top button undone? No response.<br><br>Thumb out with top removed? No response, a lot of honking. <br><br>Thumb out, top removed and other aiming her harpoon gun? The next speeding truck was trying to swerve to avoid the barbed tip but she Tabs was just too good at hitchhiking for them to stand a chance and the harpoon blasted straight through the passanger window and embedded in the chair. <br><br>"Haha!" Tabs said as the truck whipped past and her line began to spool out. Digging in her heels she gave an evil grin.&nbsp; "Okay then truck, meet Tab's superstrength...."<br><br>Ripped off her feet and flailing through the air behind the truck, Tabs makes a mental note to give herself super-strength sometime. She swore she'd already done that. <br><br>Still she clambered along the wire and the side of the truck as it wildly swerved across the road, crushing the shitty cars of those damned to forever ride the highway for their sins in traffic past. Tab's was at least quick and nimble, scrabbling along the top to dodge the debris and flames and eventually slipping in through the window to sit next to .... an entirely normal looking man wearing a trucker hat.<br><br>"Are you sure you're in the right place?" she asks, giving him a glare, before holding up the picture of Bess "I need to meet this fine lady immediately! I can cut you through this traffic if you help a girl in love out!"<br><br>
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