A Symbol Of Peace In Brockton Bay (Worm/My Hero Academia) [INDEFINITE HIATUS]

@Lyrsin

Can you please wait more? There might be other who will change the vote.
Ok, I'm gonna be completely honest here and say I didn't see this.

I, uh, I started playing Factorio last night. I don't remember exactly what time it was I stopped, but it was getting light outside my window when I went to bed.

Anyway, enough listening to the death knell of my sleep cycle, votes are now closed!

Vote tally:
##### 3.21
[X] Hearts And Minds- This is your first act as a hero. This is your first impression on citizens of Brockton Bay on both sides of the law. Use it well, and use it as an opportunity to curb your rage somewhat. It wouldn't help to accidentally use your powers on someone, would it? Take a deep breath, and plan out what you're going to do. Your appearance has stunned them both. You've got some time.
-[X] Greetings Citizen! Have no fear for I have come here to chew bubble gum, kick ass, and save the day.... And I'm all outta bubblegum.
No. of votes: 4
InfiniteDaze, Assembler, MasterDrakus, Happerry
[X] Embrace Catharsis- . Just because you're loath to use your powers doesn't mean you're not going to beat the stuffing out of him. And you really...really want to beat the stuffing out of him. Screw the first impressions bollocks, you need to blow off some steam, and oh boy look who's offering to help! Besides, it's not like anyone's looking, are they? Just you, a skinhead, and his most recent victim. You'll be fine. You won't use your powers. Probably.
-[X] PUNCTUATE! EACH! PUNCH! WITH! A! WORD!
No. of votes: 1
Markala
[X] Hearts And Minds- This is your first act as a hero. This is your first impression on citizens of Brockton Bay on both sides of the law. Use it well, and use it as an opportunity to curb your rage somewhat. It wouldn't help to accidentally use your powers on someone, would it? Take a deep breath, and plan out what you're going to do. Your appearance has stunned them both. You've got some time.
-[x] Focused violence is best violence. Give no time for him to be lucky or clever with hostages. Advance, take his arm, make him let her go and drop him so he cannot run. Then take care of the victim. You can lecture with a captive audience later.
No. of votes: 1
Larekko12
[X] Hearts And Minds- This is your first act as a hero. This is your first impression on citizens of Brockton Bay on both sides of the law. Use it well, and use it as an opportunity to curb your rage somewhat. It wouldn't help to accidentally use your powers on someone, would it? Take a deep breath, and plan out what you're going to do. Your appearance has stunned them both. You've got some time.
-[X] Rush in, bodily pick him up and hold him in the air with one arm while you disarm him(if armed) with the other. Carry him away from the girl first of all
No. of votes: 1
veekie
[X] Hearts And Minds- This is your first act as a hero. This is your first impression on citizens of Brockton Bay on both sides of the law. Use it well, and use it as an opportunity to curb your rage somewhat. It wouldn't help to accidentally use your powers on someone, would it? Take a deep breath, and plan out what you're going to do. Your appearance has stunned them both. You've got some time.
-[x] Ham it up. Full Silver Age bombastic tone and countenance. In absence of confidence, fake it. Smile to hide your absolutely incandescent rage at this injustice.
-[x] Have no fear, I am here! Feel slightly embarrassed, like you just ripped off someone.
-[x] Minimal use of force to ensure compliance. You can quite easily manhandle the neo-nazi punk and tie him up. Like with that street lamp.
No. of votes: 13
IceStar, dunk1010, The Stormbringer, skaro, Rivain, Dark as Silver, lordZeddthedrunk, Avoozl, Aizen Mercer, Dark Lord Bob, Captain Hunt, Tamzar, Ruisu
[X] Investigate- See all that up there, in the Ignore It option? Fuck. That. Someone is in danger, you can help them, untested powers be damned. You're sure you'll figure out some way of stopping it with or without what little training you've had.
No. of votes: 1
Darklord.
[X] Hearts And Minds- This is your first act as a hero. This is your first impression on citizens of Brockton Bay on both sides of the law. Use it well, and use it as an opportunity to curb your rage somewhat. It wouldn't help to accidentally use your powers on someone, would it? Take a deep breath, and plan out what you're going to do. Your appearance has stunned them both. You've got some time.
-[x] Ham it up. Full Silver Age bombastic tone and countenance. In absence of confidence, fake it. Smile to hide your absolutely incandescent rage at this injustice.
-[x] Have no fear, I am here! Feel slightly embarrassed, like you just ripped off someone.
-[x] Minimal use of force to ensure compliance. You can quite easily manhandle the neo-nazi punk and tie him up. Like with that street lamp. No, wait, bad idea, you just started and it's public propriety. How about dumping him in that dumpster and putting something rather heavy, like that abandoned wooden crate, on the lid? That should hold him just fine until a patrol car can come by.
No. of votes: 14
Delta Green, Kanata_Tsukikami, Kioras, Briefvoice, Cjdavis103, Megaolix, Jazzberry, ChildishChimera, chaos_001, Avalon Du Lac, moon-llama, ultima333, codeRR, Electronic Sonic
[X] Hearts And Minds- This is your first act as a hero. This is your first impression on citizens of Brockton Bay on both sides of the law. Use it well, and use it as an opportunity to curb your rage somewhat. It wouldn't help to accidentally use your powers on someone, would it? Take a deep breath, and plan out what you're going to do. Your appearance has stunned them both. You've got some time.
-[X] Stand Tall, Force your shoulders back and force a Grin onto your face You need to look like you know what you're doing and that this guy is of no real threat to you.
-[X] reassure the woman Have No Fear for I am here! Stick out your arm in a thumbs up sign
-[X] Cross your arms Now I'm new in town but last I checked that's not how you treat a lady Nazi, I'm going to give you one warning surrender now and let her go.
-[X] If he refuses smirk was afraid you'd say that see I'm new at the whole cape thing...
-[X] Trow full power punch over his head and grin as wide as possible ... So I'm not very good at the holding back....
-[X] take a few steps forward Last chance give up now or we see how durable you are
-[X] if he still refuses step forward and punch him stop right before impact so he is hit with only the air force of the attack repeat as necessary.
-[X] Check on the woman make sure she is alright. If necessary take her to a Nearby hospital
-[X] Check the mugger for a phone and call 911 on it and report the attempted mugging Give no name.
-[X] hang around until the woman is safe then get out before the cops show up
No. of votes: 2
Shador, LokiTheDarkGod

Just eking out a victory by my own inattentiveness, not tying a thug to a street lamp wins!

Someone roll me... yeah, just one d20 should do for now.
 
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Taking Out The Tra- No, No, Too Cliche
I honestly thought the streetlamp vote was going to win

Edit: oh dear. I'm so sorry.
See, if the streetlamp vote had won, that roll would have just resulted in you not figuring out sustained strength and pulling at the lamp to no effect like an idiot. A twenty would have had you bending it around him like it was wet clay in your hands, and a one would have had you rip it out, lose your balance, and I would have flipped a coin to see whether it was the girl or the skinhead you brained with the light.

Now, you miss out on something else, and you don't get a crate.

No crate for you.

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You take a deep breath, in through your nose, out through your mouth, slowly cooling your rage to a point where you won't pulp the fucking scumbag in front of you by accident. It takes a moment before you feel confident that that won't happen.
Rage is the enemy, young Greg. Before all else, rage will be your greatest enemy while you wield One For All's power.
No, if you're gonna pulp him, you're gonna do it on purpose. But you won't. Pulping people is bad.
Yes Greg, pulping people is bad. I'm glad you've at least figured that out.
"... Who the fuck are you?" He asks.
Well? This is your introduction.
Once again, you feel that urge towards the bombastic overtake you. You plant your hands on your hips, straighten your back, and grin to hide the incandescent rage the scene invokes in you.
... You're going to-
"Everything is alright now. Why? For I'm here!" You say, your baritone voice booming through the alley, echoing back and forth and announcing your presence to the world. The thug looks just as confused as before, and his victim shares it for just a moment before realisation dawns on her and a spark of hope forms in her eyes.​
I'm not even mad anymore. You pull it off.
You feel the tiniest bit of embarrassment; as if you've just ripped someone else off in your attempts to be heroic. You shake it off before it affects your false confidence, and get back into the flow of things. Instead, you point at the skinhead, keeping the momentum going.

"Unhand the lady, thug!"
Good, good, keep it simple.
He blinks, finally beginning to process what's happening. Without taking his right hand off her neck, he holds his left above his eyes as if shielding them from the sun, and makes a show of looking around in confusion. You start moving forward while he's preoccupied with... whatever the hell it is he's doing.​
"'Lady?' I don't see any 'lady' around here. All I see is," He turns to look straight at the girl, his hand leaving his brow to curl up into a fist, "a stupid, arrogant, piece of shit APE BI-"
Move!
You don't remember moving. But you did, because you're all up in their faces now.​
All you know is that you saw his fist begin to follow through for another gut punch, and then it stopped just before impact. You look down and realise that the reason for that is your own fist, firmly planted in his gut. You look back up at the man just before he begins to double over. You watch as he clutches his belly and takes a step back. He can't help but let his jaw go slack as he stumbles, trying to catch a breath that his paralysed diaphragm won't let him. You see strings of saliva gently drip from his mouth, and hear him begin to retch.​
Ah. I think he's about to-
You firmly but gently grab the girl and pull her away from the thug before he begins vomiting all over her shoes. She squeaks in surprise and you feel her shoulders tense under your hands, and you do your best to remember that you're dealing with a very recent assault victim, prompting you to very promptly release her. Despite that, she doesn't make any motions to move away from you, seeming content to stay next to you and watch her attacker expel his... breakfast? Yeah, breakfast sounds about right.​
There's the chunk blowing. Gut punches are nasty like that. Also, it seems the young lady has taken a shine to you!
Now that you're closer, you can see the extent of her damage. Her cheeks are red with what look like slap marks, and a rather angry looking welt is forming just beneath her left eye, and while you can't see underneath her shirt- clean thoughts, chum- you imagine the working over the skinhead was giving her when you got here is going to leave a lot of bruises in the coming days.​
... I'm still stunned that people with such... backwards ideologies still exist here.
"... Are you alright?" You ask her after a moment of her not moving away from your chest. Well, your stomach, technically, but let's not split hairs. You're sure she's most definitely not alright, but it can't hurt to ask, right?​
It doesn't.
She looks up at you, then further up at your eyes, and gives you a tiny nod. You guess she doesn't feel like speaking.​
Give her time. People have been scarred for life by less.
"You fucking..." Oh, looks like the thug is back up. "You fucking... piece of... fucking race traitor trash!" He yells at you, stumbling to his feet. The girl is quick to move, putting you between him and herself.​
Smart move. The girl, not him. No, he's just being silly now.
You have to admit, the fact he's still moving is rather impressive. You swore he'd be down for longer. You look around for somewhere to keep him so you can call the police in peace, and spot an open dumpster not even ten feet down the alley. You feel your smile widen as a plan forms in your head.​
... You wouldn't.
Before he has a chance to get his bearings and pull something stupid like, say, a knife, you step forward and grab him by the waistband of his trousers and his neck. Lifting him off the ground is almost effortless, even without tapping into the well of power. It seems your muscles aren't just for show.
... You would.
"H-hey, what the fuck?! Put me down!" He yells, expecting it to convince you to do that. Instead, you just keep walking, hoisting him above your head like he's a barbell and you're an Olympic weightlifter. You approach the dumpster, thankful to see it's filled with trash bags and not anything immediately hazardous to his health, even if it does smell horrid. You stop right in front of it, and decide a one liner is appropriate here.

"You seem to be keen on trash. Let me help you get better acquainted with it." You flop him into the dumpster and reach up to slam the lid on him. His muffled screams leave you feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. It's like balance has been restored on a karmic scale somewhere.
Catharsis is nice, once in a while. Be careful, though, it wouldn't do to take too much pleasure in this.
Is it juvenile? Yes, of course it is. Do you care? Hell no. You just saved someone and delivered punishment to their attacker. You can't help but feel good as you turn around to shoot the girl a wide grin. God you hope your teeth got the same treatment as the rest of you.​
Still... that's just unsanitary. Was this really the best idea you had?
Then the lid of the dumpster shoots back up as the thug tries to get back up, still on his back flailing like an overturned tortoise. Without turning back, you grab the lid and slam it down again, this time keeping hold of it. Right. Yes.​
People can open those. You kinda forgot. You look around for something to put on top and weigh down the lid.​
Like?
Hm... maybe that-​
WHAT CRATE? THERE IS NO CRATE. MOVE ALONG, CITIZEN.
No, there's nothing around here you could put on top of the dumpster, except maybe that other dumpster, and you don't think dumpsters were built to be stacked on top of each other. Well, that's annoying.

On one hand, you can't just leave him there, considering it would take him about ten seconds of flailing to get out again, and on the other hand, you don't want to just ignore the girl while you hold the lid down. So, you come to a compromise. You place your hands further up the lid, and with a small hop, haul your 500 pounds and change ass up on top of it, keeping it firmly closed. Even through the gentle groaning the dumpster gives under your weight, you hear him start to yell again, and you continue ignoring him. After a few moments, he seems to give up, just grumbling instead.​
... That works.
You glance over at the girl, and find yourself wondering what to do now. You've disabled the threat. She's safe. So...​
Call the police, make sure the girl is ok, get her some medical attention, maybe comfort her, call your sister- and that's just off the top of my head. You've a lot of work ahead of you.
... Now what?

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So we couldn't break a leg? or flip a dumpster. Or choke him out?


[X]Ask how she's doing and invite her to call the cops?
 
You take a deep breath, in through your nose, out through your mouth, slowly cooling your rage to a point where you won't pulp the fucking scumbag in front of you by accident. It takes a moment before you feel confident that that won't happen.

Rage is the enemy, young Greg. Before all else, rage will be your greatest enemy while you wield One For All's power.
No, if you're gonna pulp him, you're gonna do it on purpose. But you won't. Pulping people is bad.

Yes Greg, pulping people is bad. I'm glad you've at least figured that out.
"... Who the fuck are you?" He asks.

Well? This is your introduction.
Once again, you feel that urge towards the bombastic overtake you. You plant your hands on your hips, straighten your back, and grin to hide the incandescent rage the scene invokes in you.

... You're going to-
"Everything is alright now. Why? For I'm here!" You say, your baritone voice booming through the alley, echoing back and forth and announcing your presence to the world. The thug looks just as confused as before, and his victim shares it for just a moment before realisation dawns on her and a spark of hope forms in her eyes.

I'm not even mad anymore. You pull it off.
You feel the tiniest bit of embarrassment; as if you've just ripped someone else off in your attempts to be heroic. You shake it off before it affects your false confidence, and get back into the flow of things. Instead, you point at the skinhead, keeping the momentum going.

"Unhand the lady, thug!"

Good, good, keep it simple.
He blinks, finally beginning to process what's happening. Without taking his right hand off her neck, he holds his left above his eyes as if shielding them from the sun, and makes a show of looking around in confusion. You start moving forward while he's preoccupied with... whatever the hell it is he's doing.
"'Lady?' I don't see any 'lady' around here. All I see is," He turns to look straight at the girl, his hand leaving his brow to curl up into a fist, "a stupid, arrogant, piece of shit APE BI-"

Move!
You don't remember moving. But you did, because you're all up in their faces now.

All you know is that you saw his fist begin to follow through for another gut punch, and then it stopped just before impact. You look down and realise that the reason for that is your own fist, firmly planted in his gut. You look back up at the man just before he begins to double over. You watch as he clutches his belly and takes a step back. He can't help but let his jaw go slack as he stumbles, trying to catch a breath that his paralysed diaphragm won't let him. You see strings of saliva gently drip from his mouth, and hear him begin to retch.

Ah. I think he's about to-
You firmly but gently grab the girl and pull her away from the thug before he begins vomiting all over her shoes. She squeaks in surprise and you feel her shoulders tense under your hands, and you do your best to remember that you're dealing with a very recent assault victim, prompting you to very promptly release her. Despite that, she doesn't make any motions to move away from you, seeming content to stay next to you and watch her attacker expel his... breakfast? Yeah, breakfast sounds about right.

There's the chunk blowing. Gut punches are nasty like that. Also, it seems the young lady has taken a shine to you!
Now that you're closer, you can see the extent of her damage. Her cheeks are red with what look like slap marks, and a rather angry looking welt is forming just beneath her left eye, and while you can't see underneath her shirt- clean thoughts, chum- you imagine the working over the skinhead was giving her when you got here is going to leave a lot of bruises in the coming days.

... I'm still stunned that people with such... backwards ideologies still exist here.
"... Are you alright?" You ask her after a moment of her not moving away from your chest. Well, your stomach, technically, but let's not split hairs. You're sure she's most definitely not alright, but it can't hurt to ask, right?

It doesn't.
She looks up at you, then further up at your eyes, and gives you a tiny nod. You guess she doesn't feel like speaking.

Give her time. People have been scarred for life by less.
"You fucking..." Oh, looks like the thug is back up. "You fucking... piece of... fucking race traitor trash!" He yells at you, stumbling to his feet. The girl is quick to move, putting you between him and herself.

Smart move. The girl, not him. No, he's just being silly now.
You have to admit, the fact he's still moving is rather impressive. You swore he'd be down for longer. You look around for somewhere to keep him so you can call the police in peace, and spot an open dumpster not even ten feet down the alley. You feel your smile widen as a plan forms in your head.

... You wouldn't.
Before he has a chance to get his bearings and pull something stupid like, say, a knife, you step forward and grab him by the waistband of his trousers and his neck. Lifting him off the ground is almost effortless, even without tapping into the well of power. It seems your muscles aren't just for show.

... You would.
"H-hey, what the fuck?! Put me down!" He yells, expecting it to convince you to do that. Instead, you just keep walking, hoisting him above your head like he's a barbell and you're an Olympic weightlifter. You approach the dumpster, thankful to see it's filled with trash bags and not anything too hazardous to his health, even if it does smell horrid. You stop right in front of it, and decide a one liner is appropriate here.

"You seem to be keen on trash. Let me help you get better acquainted with it." You flop him into the dumpster and reach up to slam the lid on him. His muffled screams leave you feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. It's like balance has been restored on a karmic scale somewhere.

Catharsis is nice, once in a while. Be careful, though, it wouldn't do to take too much pleasure in this.
Is it juvenile? Yes, of course it is. Do you care? Hell no. You just saved someone and delivered punishment to their attacker. You can't help but feel good as you turn around to shoot the girl a wide grin. God you hope your teeth got the same treatment as the rest of you.

Still... that's just unsanitary. Was this really the best idea you had?
Then the lid of the dumpster shoots back up as the thug tries to get back up, still on his back flailing like an overturned tortoise. Without turning back, you grab the lid and slam it down again, this time keeping hold of it. Right. Yes.
People can open those. You kinda forgot. You look around for something to put on top and weigh down the lid.

Like?
Hm... maybe that-

WHAT CRATE? THERE IS NO CRATE. MOVE ALONG, CITIZEN.
No, there's nothing around here you could put on top of the dumpster, except maybe that other dumpster, and you don't think dumpsters were built to be stacked on top of each other. Well, that's annoying.

On one hand, you can't just leave him there, considering it would take him about ten seconds of flailing to get out again, and on the other hand, you don't want to just ignore the girl while you hold the lid down. So, you come to a compromise. You place your hands further up the lid, and with a small hop, haul your 500 pounds and change ass up on top of it, keeping it firmlyclosed. Even through the gentle groaning the dumpster gives under your weight, you hear him start to yell again, and you continue ignoring him. After a few moments, he seems to give up, just grumbling instead.

... That works.
You glance over at the girl, and find yourself wondering what to do now. You've disabled the threat. She's safe. So...

Call the police, make sure the girl is ok, get her some medical attention, maybe comfort her, call your sister- and that's just off the top of my head. You've a lot of work ahead of you.
... Now what?
 
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[X]flip dumpster upside down so the weight of the container locks him in place.
-[X]check to see if the victim is all right if she is seriously hurt offer to take her to a hospital.also ask for her to call 911 and report the nazi mugger
-[X] all the while keep the act up . Aiming for silver age ham.
 
[X]flip dumpster upside down so the weight of the container locks him in place.
-[X]check to see if the victim is all right if she is seriously hurt offer to take her to a hospital.also ask for her to call 911 and report the nazi mugger
-[X] all the while keep the act up . Aiming for silver age ham.
 
[X] Continue sitting on the dumpster.
-[X] "Very sorry for the inconvenience, but do you happen to have a way to contact the police and potentially an ambulance for yourself?"

Changed my vote.
 
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So we couldn't break a leg? or flip a dumpster. Or choke him out?


[X]Ask how she's doing and invite her to call the cops?
The vote did call for minimal force and just dumping him in there, and a vomit-inducing punch is pretty minimal for you. Besides, you're not Glory Girl. I'd leave the excessive violence to the girl with a world-class healer on tap, if I were you.
 
The vote did call for minimal force and just dumping him in there, and a vomit-inducing punch is pretty minimal for you. Besides, you're not Glory Girl. I'd leave the excessive violence to the girl with a world-class healer on tap, if I were you.

Yeah One of the many things we need to work on is his force calibration so we can dial the force up just enough to one or two shot KO most mooks.

Or feeling that looking up ways to KO someone safely (seeing as this is fictional we should get the " chop at the back of the neck just so" style knock out) because dammit I'm sure Superman never had to deal with this:mad::p

Zip ties and duct tape also need to be something we invest in to carry in our utility belt to capture gang members.
 
The vote did call for minimal force and just dumping him in there, and a vomit-inducing punch is pretty minimal for you. Besides, you're not Glory Girl. I'd leave the excessive violence to the girl with a world-class healer on tap, if I were you.
Well he's got clothes right? We can strip him and tie him up with his own pants and belt maybe.
 
[X]flip the dumpster upside down so the weight of the container locks him in place.
-[X]check to see if the victim is all right and if she is seriously hurt, offer to take her to a hospital. Also ask for her to call 911 and report the nazi mugger
-[X] all the while keep the act up . Aiming for silver age ham.
 
Okay so Ideas for SUPER MOVES!!!

  • Wyoming combo SMASH!!!: move type Anti Mooks, suggested power Low, Necessary skills ( Controlled Dash): when facing a bunch of Mooks Dash to the one in the back strike the target in the gut and then a Palm hook strike to the side of the head. following though Greg turns lines up with the next farthest Mook and repeats the process till all mooks are incapacitated.
  • Kansas SMASH!!!: Move type Anti-Brute, Suggested power 10%, Nessary skills (10% Dash, 10% controlled jump, ): Jump to a nearby wall and ricochet off the wall behind the target, Fire a punch to the back of the head. pummel if nessary.
  • Kentucky combo SMASH!!! Move type Anti-Mook, Suggested power 10-15% Necessary skills ( Air force punches.): Face horde of mooks Tap full power and spam punches to blow them away with air force.
 
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