- Location
- West Michigan
Every quest that you participate in, then. Point me to one in which you don't and I'll drop it if the example checks out.
Beelzebub Quest [Yet Another Worm/Exalted Quest]
- Thread starter Queshire
- Start date
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- Tags
- exalted (white wolf) worm
- Location
- Little Rock, AR
Beyond the fact the your mislabeling a desire to see characters that actually haave a stated desire to be a hero be a hero az white knighting. Family man were you play villain danny of the nuclear hate fire as he dates bakuda. The closest thing to white knighting there is trying to not end up with a traumatized taylor killing us in our sleep.
You know that because of the brainwash reputation and they suspect we did trigger, that they'll never lest us in the field even if we go the the PRT? Because they don't know what was done to us.
Also, Larekko is not the only one voting. Before bitching about somebody else choice, we don't have to vote on that issue right now.
For now, I'm more for keeping the cult, or at least no cutting any bridge until we have too.
Also, Larekko is not the only one voting. Before bitching about somebody else choice, we don't have to vote on that issue right now.
For now, I'm more for keeping the cult, or at least no cutting any bridge until we have too.
Queshire
Wants a pink flamingo for their lawn.
- Pronouns
- They/Them
'Afternoon all! I just thought I'd codify the XP system.
Each update provides 1 xp.
Completed arcs provide an additional 1xp in addition to the regular xp.
One shots, interludes and bonus material do not benefit from the bonus arc completion XP.
Contributing to the story via Omakes, Artwork, or explaining how Exalted works provides xp.
For artwork and omakes it's normally 1 xp though going above and beyond what is required can result in higher rewards. However in certain cases such as explaining Exalted mechanics, I won't give out individual XP rewards but just generalized XP to reflect how helpful the people in this thread are to the people that don't know as much about Exalted.
Finally, interesting conversations in the thread can be rewarded with XP. These reward are solely at my digression, so I highly suggest against trying to game the system.
Spending XP:
I plan on using a flat XP system similar to Conquest Quest or Alchemical Solutions, however to make it easier on myself you won't be able to spend XP directly. Instead you'll be able to vote on one of several different Training Paths. Which Training Path you choose will determine which traits Taylor prioritizes increasing, and new or different Training Paths can be unlocked over the course of the story as Taylor learns about other avenues for increasing her power. You can start voting for your first Training Path now, but the voting for it won't be closed until when the votes for the NEXT update closes.
Each update provides 1 xp.
Completed arcs provide an additional 1xp in addition to the regular xp.
One shots, interludes and bonus material do not benefit from the bonus arc completion XP.
Contributing to the story via Omakes, Artwork, or explaining how Exalted works provides xp.
For artwork and omakes it's normally 1 xp though going above and beyond what is required can result in higher rewards. However in certain cases such as explaining Exalted mechanics, I won't give out individual XP rewards but just generalized XP to reflect how helpful the people in this thread are to the people that don't know as much about Exalted.
Finally, interesting conversations in the thread can be rewarded with XP. These reward are solely at my digression, so I highly suggest against trying to game the system.
Spending XP:
I plan on using a flat XP system similar to Conquest Quest or Alchemical Solutions, however to make it easier on myself you won't be able to spend XP directly. Instead you'll be able to vote on one of several different Training Paths. Which Training Path you choose will determine which traits Taylor prioritizes increasing, and new or different Training Paths can be unlocked over the course of the story as Taylor learns about other avenues for increasing her power. You can start voting for your first Training Path now, but the voting for it won't be closed until when the votes for the NEXT update closes.
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That will reduce the complex build arguments.
Could you make the path descriptions a bit more clear though? Infernals approach pretty much everything from wierd directions so the descriptions you have don't really provide us with much clues as to what they mean.
EDIT: Like VEE path, Malfeas/Adjoran combat path, sorcerer path, demon army path, Ebond dragon infiltration path,
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Queshire
Wants a pink flamingo for their lawn.
- Pronouns
- They/Them
Ah~~~ I was hoping to be able to sit back and watch while you struggled to figure out what each path meant. OH WELL! Time to crack open the Beelzebub Quest Player's Guide I guess.
NOTE: The training paths are what Taylor chooses to learn and improve in character. They are limited by her IC knowledge of what she CAN learn and improves. Since Taylor doesn't know that VEE is a thing in character, there's few straight paths to it.
Dawn, Zenith, Twilight, Night, and Eclipse Paths: This can be considered the "Ability" paths. They focus on first getting the abilities and attributes important to their role to a decent level. Then they focus on getting charms or increasing charms that compliment those abilities. Then they focus on increasing those abilities even further then more charms, and then it goes back and forth from there pretty much. The Twilight Path would allow Taylor to learn about the possibility of VEE thus giving her a chance to learn it, while with the Zenith Path she might learn about it as part of becoming a leader.
Powers path: This path focuses on improving or gaining new charms. It will prioritize improving or getting extensions for the charms you already have first, developing new charms in the same trees as the charms you already have second, and developing charms in other trees third. Increasing attributes or abilities is a secondary concern that will be taken care of with left over XP. This path could lead to getting VEE, but since Taylor doesn't know about VEE being a thing, it wouldn't be the first charm she gets.
Reaction path: The Reaction path focuses on developing the solutions to the problems you face as you need them. It prioritizes Charms over abilities for the simple reason that there's few problems that can't be fixed by throwing the right charm at them. This path can get VEE right away, but only if Taylor finds herself in a situation where she desperately needs to give herself or someone dots in something.
Balancing Path: Focuses on improving whatever area you're weakest at. Despite how much VEE would help, this path is unlikely to get it since Taylor doesn't know that VEE is a thing.
??? Path: This path will drastically increase the amount of things that Taylor realizes she can learn and improve on, which means that VEE is a possibility.
Write In: Of course, you can write in a path which gives you a straight shot at VEE if you want, however even if it gets voted in you need to impress me before I agree with it. I'm impressed by Crazy Awesome, narrative, and role playing. I am NOT impressed by appeals to minmazing, or number crunching.
Now that that's over I have a treat for you all! A new update!
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Firecracker 1
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The cool April wind swirls around you as you take a moment to stretch under the bright mid-morning sunlight. The bakery was located in some strange quantum state in between the Board Walk and the Docks, not quite one, but not quite the other either. You didn't have enough money to take a bus home, (actually, for that matter you were still technically naked underneath your bullshit shadow disguise powers) so you start in on a light jog.
It's weird. You're still not sure what all was done to you in that chrysalis but the powerful rhythm of you new leg muscles rising up and down with each step felt… Good. It was like back when you were a little kid and you just ran for the sheer joy of moving. You didn't have the trio to worry about, Dad was probably worried sick but you were sure you could find some way to make it up to him, and you didn't get sacrificed by evil cultists! All in all things were looking up.
You juke right down a side alley. Essentially a dematerialized ground between E88 and ABB's turf, none of the gang members would set foot in it for fear of getting jumped by their rivals which ironically made it one of the safer streets for regular civilians. It was one of those things you inevitably learn from a lifetime spent living in Brockton Bay like what type of superfights you can stand and gawk at or which ones means you need to get out of the blast zone. Your Dad always made sure you paid attention to those little tips and tricks. He used to make you stand there and repeat each one before he let you go to Emma's to hang out.
It wasn't wasted time though. You can FEEL warm Motic energy- Essence Khepri called it, build off all that time and effort to wrap around your legs and eyes. Your vision sharpens allowing you to pick out the various gang signs, colors, and suspicious bulges in passerby's pockets that meant danger while your legs steer you away from them. After a time this advanced action becomes almost automatic and you have enough time to enjoy the city sights around you.
"Oooooooo…. What's that?" Khepri asks, breaking through your thoughts.
"What's what?" You whisper under your breath looking around. As far as you can see it's just a regular old street. Stores and small restaurants line it up and down with regular old people go about their day. There's nothing you can see which should've gotten Khepri to act like that.
"That! Right there! Oh, darling, it's fabulous! Can we get one? Please?" She asks mentally nudging you to one store.
"What? A TV?" You say looking at the display behind the window of Dr. Electrollo's Discount Electronics Emporium. They were all set to different channels ranging from an old Alexandria movie to ACTION 9 NEWS! but you didn't see anything particularly special about them?
"Tee Vee? Is that what they call them here? Oh I just love memory crystals! I used to have one that was ripped out of the head of a demon who actually saw Lord Malfeas dancing, but then Kimbery decided to flood and I had to leave it behind before she dissolved me. Oh, can we get that one with the stuffed bear and the bandages?" Khepri chirps.
"That's… a commercial for toilet paper. Also we already have a TV back home." You explain jogging past the store, "You know, you're not exactly what I expected a giant demon spider to be like,"
"Ah… well…" Kepri says chuckling ruefully, "I don't suppose it'd help if I said all the other Anuhles used to pick on me when I was young? I don't know what to say Darling. I suppose once you get old enough to start counting your age in centuries Killing and Feeding simply do not have the appeal they once did. One starts to look for other ways to pass one's time, and well, now here I am."
"No, no, that's perfectly OK. Seriously. Killing and Feeding. Overrated," You squawk out trying to desperately not think about the facts that Khepri is apparently hundreds of years old and that not being a crazed killing machine is somehow shameful for a demon.
You let the conversation lapse into awkward silence for the rest of your run.
Eventually you turn the last corner and your house comes into view. You duck around to the back of the house and dig out the spare key from its hiding spot underneath the stairs in order to let yourself in through the kitchen. It was still the middle of the morning so you have a couple of hours to figure out what to say when Dad comes home from lunch. Maybe if you're lucky you can convince him to not call the PRT?
Out of habit you quietly click the door shut behind you and slip your shoes off. Of course since they were made by bullshit shadow powers and don't actually exist they start dissolving the moment they stop being part of your costume. Actually it was pretty neat to watch. They seemed to melt like an ice cube in fast forward and drain into the shadows underneath the cupboard.
"Well, isn't that interesting," A voice says shocking you out of your trance. Whirling about you spot a cape about your age leaning the corner of the kitchen idly twirling a small crossbow around her fingers. She was dressed in a black bodysuit underneath a heavy black coat. You instantly recognize her as Shadow Stalker, one of the Wards. She lives up to her name, stalking towards you with her crossbow loosely pointed at your head, "You know, normally I wouldn't care less if you decided to go run off and die in a ditch, however thanks to that little stunt of yours I've had to wait around this shithole when I could've been out there doing something that actually matters. So! To make it up to me we're going to play a little game, understand?"
You tense, ready to Join Battle at any moment while your essence roils beneath your skin eager to be released in violence against the upstart young Eclipse Caste who DARED to try and blackmail you. YOU! Well let's see how good of a blackmailer he is after you use Curse of Slavish Humility to force him to worship his own shit! You-
"Hey chewtoy. 'Found her," Shadow Stalker's voice calling over your shoulder knocks you out of your trance. Your head swims when Dad runs into the kitchen and wraps you up in a bone crushing hug.
"Taylor.... Thank god you're OK..." He sighs holding you close, "Where were you?"
"S- Sorry, Dad. I don't know, I..." You mumble into his shoulder.
"Shadow Stalker, what happened?" A third voice asks. You look up to see another cape standing in the doorway to the living room. From the rust colored uniform he wore and silver helmet he had to be Aegis, the current leader of the Wards. He was floating an inch over the ground and keeping a cautious eye on his teammate.
"Hell if I know," Shadow Stalker says slinking back to her corner, "I was just sitting here playing Tetris when she just walked in. Maybe you should ask her what happened? I'm going to go call this in, then MAYBE we can go and actually beat up some criminals? You know, like we're SUPPOSED to?"
"Ha..... I'm sorry about my colleague there Mr. Hebert. She's very er.... dedicated," Aegis sighs after Shadow Stalker phases out through the wall. He turns to you and offers a hand, "Ms. Hebert? I'm Aegis, and you've already met Shadow Stalker. We're with the Wards. Is it OK if we ask you some questions?"
"Is now really the time? She just got back," Your Dad says with a hint of warning in his voice.
"Sir, no disrespect meant, but in cases like this it's best to get the facts straight right away while they're fresh in the mind," He explains, "Honestly, ideally it would be best to take her into PRT Headquarters for a complete check up just to be safe, but..."
"No, it's OK Dad. Might as well just get this over with now anyways," You say disentangling yourself from your father and shaking the offered hand. The psycho's already blown your secret identity. Your only hope is to try and look as helpful as you possibly can so that the PRT won't look too closely at you or what happened.
Aegis seemed to accept that. The three of you head into the living room where you sit on the couch with your Dad sitting next to you, desperately holding onto your hands as if afraid to let go. Aegis claims the Lay-Z-Boy for himself and leans forward with his fingers steepled.
"So first off," He says, "Can you remember anything at all about where you've been for the last five days?"
"I- Wait, five days?" You say, the excuse you had planned dying on your lips.
"It's the 17th. Your father first reported you missing on the 12th," Aegis says nodding towards your dad, "There's reason to suspect that some Supervillain might be involved, so we want to be thorough."
"Wow." You say shaking your head. Five days? That's five days of school you've missed. (OK, not that big of a deal.) Five days that the world has gone on without you. (Crap. You've missed your shows.) Five days for your father to worry about you, to wonder if you're hurt or dead, (You WILL find some way to make it up to him,) "I'm sorry. I was in my room when all these bugs appeared. The next thing I knew I was in the basement of a store."
"Do you remember where this store is?" Aegis asks grasping onto the lead.
"It was one of the abandoned stores between the boardwalk and the docks. I jogged home as soon as I got out," You say making a point of sticking to the technical truth. You wish you could tell yourself that you were lying to him just because you told Jade Lion that you wouldn't or because just they seemed weird but harmless and you didn't want to see them get in trouble, but the truth was that you were thinking in much more dispassionate terms. With Shadow Stalker threatening you, you needed an Ace in the Hole and they seemed to be it.
Aegis wasn't aware of any of this. He opens his mouth and-
You owlishly blink your eyes while the last echoes of that thunderous laughter dies out. Maybe... Maybe you shouldn't have stood so close to that Total Annihilation spell? Oh damnit! If you've burned your eyebrows off again those bastards back at the Academy are never going to let you live it down!
"-you OK?" Aegis asks loud enough to be heard over the sound of rolling explosions off in the distance. When the first bomb went off, close enough that you could feel the heat on your eyebrows, he tackled you to the ground and covered you with his own body.
As fast as he was though, your dad was faster. Before Aegis had a chance to move your dad was up off the couch, breaking the head off the table side lamp, and looking around for any threats.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm OK." You answer accepting your Dad's hand up, "What was that?"
"I don't know, but I'm going to find out," Aegis says then calling out, "Shadow Stalker!"
"Yeah, yeah. I know. We're being called back!" Shadow Stalker says running phasing through the back wall and running straight through the front.
Aegis dashes around the couch and out the front door, launching himself into the air from your front step. You and your dad follow him out at a slower place and stand together on your front lawn while columns of smoke rise up into the air from all across your city to a background symphony of explosions.
" Ah~~~ It's just like the festival days back in Malfeas."
What Do You Do?
[]Follow the Wards. You can help.
[]Come up with some sort of excuse to ditch your Dad and then go help.
[]First retrieve your costume, THEN go help.
[]Call the BJC and set up a plan to help.
[]Go with your Dad to volunteer with the PRT to help.
[]Write In.
Training Paths: (training paths can be changed at a later time.)
[]Dawn Path
[]Zenith Path
[]Twilight Path
[]Night Path
[]Eclipse Path
[]Powers Path
[]Reactions Path
[]Balancing Path
[]??? Path
[]Write In
[]God Empress Path: Embrace your destiny as God and Empress of all mankind! This is the path of Transhumanism, discarding the person you once were like clothes that don't fit in order to become something greater and more glorious! (Results in being cursed as from VEE)
NOTE: The training paths are what Taylor chooses to learn and improve in character. They are limited by her IC knowledge of what she CAN learn and improves. Since Taylor doesn't know that VEE is a thing in character, there's few straight paths to it.
Dawn, Zenith, Twilight, Night, and Eclipse Paths: This can be considered the "Ability" paths. They focus on first getting the abilities and attributes important to their role to a decent level. Then they focus on getting charms or increasing charms that compliment those abilities. Then they focus on increasing those abilities even further then more charms, and then it goes back and forth from there pretty much. The Twilight Path would allow Taylor to learn about the possibility of VEE thus giving her a chance to learn it, while with the Zenith Path she might learn about it as part of becoming a leader.
Powers path: This path focuses on improving or gaining new charms. It will prioritize improving or getting extensions for the charms you already have first, developing new charms in the same trees as the charms you already have second, and developing charms in other trees third. Increasing attributes or abilities is a secondary concern that will be taken care of with left over XP. This path could lead to getting VEE, but since Taylor doesn't know about VEE being a thing, it wouldn't be the first charm she gets.
Reaction path: The Reaction path focuses on developing the solutions to the problems you face as you need them. It prioritizes Charms over abilities for the simple reason that there's few problems that can't be fixed by throwing the right charm at them. This path can get VEE right away, but only if Taylor finds herself in a situation where she desperately needs to give herself or someone dots in something.
Balancing Path: Focuses on improving whatever area you're weakest at. Despite how much VEE would help, this path is unlikely to get it since Taylor doesn't know that VEE is a thing.
??? Path: This path will drastically increase the amount of things that Taylor realizes she can learn and improve on, which means that VEE is a possibility.
Write In: Of course, you can write in a path which gives you a straight shot at VEE if you want, however even if it gets voted in you need to impress me before I agree with it. I'm impressed by Crazy Awesome, narrative, and role playing. I am NOT impressed by appeals to minmazing, or number crunching.
Now that that's over I have a treat for you all! A new update!
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Firecracker 1
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The cool April wind swirls around you as you take a moment to stretch under the bright mid-morning sunlight. The bakery was located in some strange quantum state in between the Board Walk and the Docks, not quite one, but not quite the other either. You didn't have enough money to take a bus home, (actually, for that matter you were still technically naked underneath your bullshit shadow disguise powers) so you start in on a light jog.
It's weird. You're still not sure what all was done to you in that chrysalis but the powerful rhythm of you new leg muscles rising up and down with each step felt… Good. It was like back when you were a little kid and you just ran for the sheer joy of moving. You didn't have the trio to worry about, Dad was probably worried sick but you were sure you could find some way to make it up to him, and you didn't get sacrificed by evil cultists! All in all things were looking up.
You juke right down a side alley. Essentially a dematerialized ground between E88 and ABB's turf, none of the gang members would set foot in it for fear of getting jumped by their rivals which ironically made it one of the safer streets for regular civilians. It was one of those things you inevitably learn from a lifetime spent living in Brockton Bay like what type of superfights you can stand and gawk at or which ones means you need to get out of the blast zone. Your Dad always made sure you paid attention to those little tips and tricks. He used to make you stand there and repeat each one before he let you go to Emma's to hang out.
It wasn't wasted time though. You can FEEL warm Motic energy- Essence Khepri called it, build off all that time and effort to wrap around your legs and eyes. Your vision sharpens allowing you to pick out the various gang signs, colors, and suspicious bulges in passerby's pockets that meant danger while your legs steer you away from them. After a time this advanced action becomes almost automatic and you have enough time to enjoy the city sights around you.
"Oooooooo…. What's that?" Khepri asks, breaking through your thoughts.
"What's what?" You whisper under your breath looking around. As far as you can see it's just a regular old street. Stores and small restaurants line it up and down with regular old people go about their day. There's nothing you can see which should've gotten Khepri to act like that.
"That! Right there! Oh, darling, it's fabulous! Can we get one? Please?" She asks mentally nudging you to one store.
"What? A TV?" You say looking at the display behind the window of Dr. Electrollo's Discount Electronics Emporium. They were all set to different channels ranging from an old Alexandria movie to ACTION 9 NEWS! but you didn't see anything particularly special about them?
"Tee Vee? Is that what they call them here? Oh I just love memory crystals! I used to have one that was ripped out of the head of a demon who actually saw Lord Malfeas dancing, but then Kimbery decided to flood and I had to leave it behind before she dissolved me. Oh, can we get that one with the stuffed bear and the bandages?" Khepri chirps.
"That's… a commercial for toilet paper. Also we already have a TV back home." You explain jogging past the store, "You know, you're not exactly what I expected a giant demon spider to be like,"
"Ah… well…" Kepri says chuckling ruefully, "I don't suppose it'd help if I said all the other Anuhles used to pick on me when I was young? I don't know what to say Darling. I suppose once you get old enough to start counting your age in centuries Killing and Feeding simply do not have the appeal they once did. One starts to look for other ways to pass one's time, and well, now here I am."
"No, no, that's perfectly OK. Seriously. Killing and Feeding. Overrated," You squawk out trying to desperately not think about the facts that Khepri is apparently hundreds of years old and that not being a crazed killing machine is somehow shameful for a demon.
You let the conversation lapse into awkward silence for the rest of your run.
Eventually you turn the last corner and your house comes into view. You duck around to the back of the house and dig out the spare key from its hiding spot underneath the stairs in order to let yourself in through the kitchen. It was still the middle of the morning so you have a couple of hours to figure out what to say when Dad comes home from lunch. Maybe if you're lucky you can convince him to not call the PRT?
Out of habit you quietly click the door shut behind you and slip your shoes off. Of course since they were made by bullshit shadow powers and don't actually exist they start dissolving the moment they stop being part of your costume. Actually it was pretty neat to watch. They seemed to melt like an ice cube in fast forward and drain into the shadows underneath the cupboard.
"Well, isn't that interesting," A voice says shocking you out of your trance. Whirling about you spot a cape about your age leaning the corner of the kitchen idly twirling a small crossbow around her fingers. She was dressed in a black bodysuit underneath a heavy black coat. You instantly recognize her as Shadow Stalker, one of the Wards. She lives up to her name, stalking towards you with her crossbow loosely pointed at your head, "You know, normally I wouldn't care less if you decided to go run off and die in a ditch, however thanks to that little stunt of yours I've had to wait around this shithole when I could've been out there doing something that actually matters. So! To make it up to me we're going to play a little game, understand?"
You tense, ready to Join Battle at any moment while your essence roils beneath your skin eager to be released in violence against the upstart young Eclipse Caste who DARED to try and blackmail you. YOU! Well let's see how good of a blackmailer he is after you use Curse of Slavish Humility to force him to worship his own shit! You-
"Hey chewtoy. 'Found her," Shadow Stalker's voice calling over your shoulder knocks you out of your trance. Your head swims when Dad runs into the kitchen and wraps you up in a bone crushing hug.
"Taylor.... Thank god you're OK..." He sighs holding you close, "Where were you?"
"S- Sorry, Dad. I don't know, I..." You mumble into his shoulder.
"Shadow Stalker, what happened?" A third voice asks. You look up to see another cape standing in the doorway to the living room. From the rust colored uniform he wore and silver helmet he had to be Aegis, the current leader of the Wards. He was floating an inch over the ground and keeping a cautious eye on his teammate.
"Hell if I know," Shadow Stalker says slinking back to her corner, "I was just sitting here playing Tetris when she just walked in. Maybe you should ask her what happened? I'm going to go call this in, then MAYBE we can go and actually beat up some criminals? You know, like we're SUPPOSED to?"
"Ha..... I'm sorry about my colleague there Mr. Hebert. She's very er.... dedicated," Aegis sighs after Shadow Stalker phases out through the wall. He turns to you and offers a hand, "Ms. Hebert? I'm Aegis, and you've already met Shadow Stalker. We're with the Wards. Is it OK if we ask you some questions?"
"Is now really the time? She just got back," Your Dad says with a hint of warning in his voice.
"Sir, no disrespect meant, but in cases like this it's best to get the facts straight right away while they're fresh in the mind," He explains, "Honestly, ideally it would be best to take her into PRT Headquarters for a complete check up just to be safe, but..."
"No, it's OK Dad. Might as well just get this over with now anyways," You say disentangling yourself from your father and shaking the offered hand. The psycho's already blown your secret identity. Your only hope is to try and look as helpful as you possibly can so that the PRT won't look too closely at you or what happened.
Aegis seemed to accept that. The three of you head into the living room where you sit on the couch with your Dad sitting next to you, desperately holding onto your hands as if afraid to let go. Aegis claims the Lay-Z-Boy for himself and leans forward with his fingers steepled.
"So first off," He says, "Can you remember anything at all about where you've been for the last five days?"
"I- Wait, five days?" You say, the excuse you had planned dying on your lips.
"It's the 17th. Your father first reported you missing on the 12th," Aegis says nodding towards your dad, "There's reason to suspect that some Supervillain might be involved, so we want to be thorough."
"Wow." You say shaking your head. Five days? That's five days of school you've missed. (OK, not that big of a deal.) Five days that the world has gone on without you. (Crap. You've missed your shows.) Five days for your father to worry about you, to wonder if you're hurt or dead, (You WILL find some way to make it up to him,) "I'm sorry. I was in my room when all these bugs appeared. The next thing I knew I was in the basement of a store."
"Do you remember where this store is?" Aegis asks grasping onto the lead.
"It was one of the abandoned stores between the boardwalk and the docks. I jogged home as soon as I got out," You say making a point of sticking to the technical truth. You wish you could tell yourself that you were lying to him just because you told Jade Lion that you wouldn't or because just they seemed weird but harmless and you didn't want to see them get in trouble, but the truth was that you were thinking in much more dispassionate terms. With Shadow Stalker threatening you, you needed an Ace in the Hole and they seemed to be it.
Aegis wasn't aware of any of this. He opens his mouth and-
You owlishly blink your eyes while the last echoes of that thunderous laughter dies out. Maybe... Maybe you shouldn't have stood so close to that Total Annihilation spell? Oh damnit! If you've burned your eyebrows off again those bastards back at the Academy are never going to let you live it down!
"-you OK?" Aegis asks loud enough to be heard over the sound of rolling explosions off in the distance. When the first bomb went off, close enough that you could feel the heat on your eyebrows, he tackled you to the ground and covered you with his own body.
As fast as he was though, your dad was faster. Before Aegis had a chance to move your dad was up off the couch, breaking the head off the table side lamp, and looking around for any threats.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm OK." You answer accepting your Dad's hand up, "What was that?"
"I don't know, but I'm going to find out," Aegis says then calling out, "Shadow Stalker!"
"Yeah, yeah. I know. We're being called back!" Shadow Stalker says running phasing through the back wall and running straight through the front.
Aegis dashes around the couch and out the front door, launching himself into the air from your front step. You and your dad follow him out at a slower place and stand together on your front lawn while columns of smoke rise up into the air from all across your city to a background symphony of explosions.
" Ah~~~ It's just like the festival days back in Malfeas."
What Do You Do?
[]Follow the Wards. You can help.
[]Come up with some sort of excuse to ditch your Dad and then go help.
[]First retrieve your costume, THEN go help.
[]Call the BJC and set up a plan to help.
[]Go with your Dad to volunteer with the PRT to help.
[]Write In.
Training Paths: (training paths can be changed at a later time.)
[]Dawn Path
[]Zenith Path
[]Twilight Path
[]Night Path
[]Eclipse Path
[]Powers Path
[]Reactions Path
[]Balancing Path
[]??? Path
[]Write In
[]God Empress Path: Embrace your destiny as God and Empress of all mankind! This is the path of Transhumanism, discarding the person you once were like clothes that don't fit in order to become something greater and more glorious! (Results in being cursed as from VEE)
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[X]First retrieve your costume, THEN go help.
[X]Powers Path
Just because our identity is already out to some doesn't mean we shouldn't at least try to limit the spread.
As for the Powers Path
For instance, pushing our way down Mind Hand Manipulation gives us a powerful combat tool that depends on our willpower stat for punch factor, AND acts as universal utility, attack, defense and crafting tool(10 charms extending from Mind HAnd, all of which kind of rock, and all but three we already qualify for, and can take independently). Or the Cecelyne wish granting charms, which are most effective if you train the whole chain(three charms, linear, and links with other cult charms).
[X]Powers Path
Just because our identity is already out to some doesn't mean we shouldn't at least try to limit the spread.
As for the Powers Path
This is USUALLY the most useful way to develop as an Infernal with predominantly Cecelyne or She Who Lives In Her Name charms, as their powers map poorly to stats, but form long chains of stacking benefits.
For instance, pushing our way down Mind Hand Manipulation gives us a powerful combat tool that depends on our willpower stat for punch factor, AND acts as universal utility, attack, defense and crafting tool(10 charms extending from Mind HAnd, all of which kind of rock, and all but three we already qualify for, and can take independently). Or the Cecelyne wish granting charms, which are most effective if you train the whole chain(three charms, linear, and links with other cult charms).
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Verdant Emptiness Endowment, the first of the Cecelyne wish-granting charms. It grants a dot of Attribute, Ability or Specialty to someone immediately when they state a desire for it, bypassing training time, and if they don't have enough XP, putting them into XP debt(and as a training charm, cannot be used on persons with XP debt). It also makes the target owe you a debt that you can call in for any task taking up to one month, that is not impossible, and not an unacceptable order(direct betrayal of motivation, as well as suicide constitute such). Barring the three conditions, breaking the debt costs them automatic botches that happen at the worst time.
It also works on ourself, only without the debt, so we can basically train as fast as we have XP. Not very useful yet, since our XP total is low.
It's expansion charms are Bestowal of Accursed Fortune(Grants social/economic Backgrounds like Allies, Connections, etc through coincidences over a few weeks), Scoured Perfection of Form(grants or removes mutations appropriate to Cecelyne's themes, yes, we can cure Case 53s with this), and As You Wish(allows you to grant wishes from prayers to you). All of these run off VEE.
It also works on ourself, only without the debt, so we can basically train as fast as we have XP. Not very useful yet, since our XP total is low.
It's expansion charms are Bestowal of Accursed Fortune(Grants social/economic Backgrounds like Allies, Connections, etc through coincidences over a few weeks), Scoured Perfection of Form(grants or removes mutations appropriate to Cecelyne's themes, yes, we can cure Case 53s with this), and As You Wish(allows you to grant wishes from prayers to you). All of these run off VEE.
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serra2
Himouto! Sylvanas-chan
[X]Call the BJC and set up a plan to help.
[X]God Empress Path: Embrace your destiny as God and Empress of all mankind! This is the path of Transhumanism, discarding the person you once were like clothes that don't fit in order to become something greater and more glorious! (Results in being cursed as from VEE)
Operation:Redeem the Cult is a go!
[X]God Empress Path: Embrace your destiny as God and Empress of all mankind! This is the path of Transhumanism, discarding the person you once were like clothes that don't fit in order to become something greater and more glorious! (Results in being cursed as from VEE)
Operation:Redeem the Cult is a go!
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Queshire
Wants a pink flamingo for their lawn.
- Pronouns
- They/Them
I have heard you! So in the vein of VEE, how about a deal with a devil? You can vote for the following Path which will allow you to get VEE right away, HOWEVER! selecting it means I get three automatic botches to throw at Taylor at the absolute worst possible moment just like as if she did't do the task assigned to her after benefiting from VEE.
[]God Empress Path: Embrace your destiny as God and Empress of all mankind! This is the path of Transhumanism, discarding the person you once were like clothes that don't fit in order to become something greater and more glorious! (Results in being cursed as from VEE)
[]God Empress Path: Embrace your destiny as God and Empress of all mankind! This is the path of Transhumanism, discarding the person you once were like clothes that don't fit in order to become something greater and more glorious! (Results in being cursed as from VEE)
[X]Call the BJC and set up a plan to help.
- Location
- West Michigan
Its continued expansion charms are the following:
From BWC:
From Ink Monkeys:
@Queshire: If you really don't want to maintain an AS-quality spreadsheet, I could handle it
I actually prefer manual voting for spent experience, as long as it has a consistent pass-fail threshold and purchasing order. I'd go with "must have 50%+1 of the votes in the current cycle." and "Priority is by descending number of votes; tiebreakers go to the most expensive item within the remaining budget."
[]First retrieve your costume, THEN go help.
[]God Empress Path: Embrace your destiny as God and Empress of all mankind! This is the path of Transhumanism, discarding the person you once were like clothes that don't fit in order to become something greater and more glorious! (Results in being cursed as from VEE)
Because this should be every Infernal's goal
[]God Empress Path: Embrace your destiny as God and Empress of all mankind! This is the path of Transhumanism, discarding the person you once were like clothes that don't fit in order to become something greater and more glorious! (Results in being cursed as from VEE)
Because this should be every Infernal's goal
Queshire
Wants a pink flamingo for their lawn.
- Pronouns
- They/Them
Thanks for the offer Swift, I do have a spread sheet for XP but I need to refine it a bit more. I might go to voting for spent experience if the path system ends up being a headache, but I want to give it a chance first.
Also, for an update on the voting, calling the BJC has a pretty signficant lead while the Powers Path is two votes ahead of either the Zenith or ??? Paths.
Also, for an update on the voting, calling the BJC has a pretty signficant lead while the Powers Path is two votes ahead of either the Zenith or ??? Paths.
[X]First retrieve your costume, THEN go help.
[X]Powers Path
Taylor is unlucky enough that she doesn't need any help botching.
[X]Powers Path
Taylor is unlucky enough that she doesn't need any help botching.
edmantgoog
init high just high
[X]God Empress Path: Embrace your destiny as God and Empress of all mankind! This is the path of Transhumanism, discarding the person you once were like clothes that don't fit in order to become something greater and more glorious! (Results in being cursed as from VEE)
- Location
- South of North
[X]First retrieve your costume, THEN go help.
[X]God Empress Path: Embrace your destiny as God and Empress of all mankind! This is the path of Transhumanism, discarding the person you once were like clothes that don't fit in order to become something greater and more glorious! (Results in being cursed as from VEE)
[X]God Empress Path: Embrace your destiny as God and Empress of all mankind! This is the path of Transhumanism, discarding the person you once were like clothes that don't fit in order to become something greater and more glorious! (Results in being cursed as from VEE)
Can the task requested for VEE be to accept the use of VEE again, thus owing another task?
If so whenever we get VEE, get Sophia to make a wish for something. Then as the task, get her to wish an increase in Compassion.
I think that is an acceptable trait to be raised.
If so whenever we get VEE, get Sophia to make a wish for something. Then as the task, get her to wish an increase in Compassion.
I think that is an acceptable trait to be raised.
- Location
- The end of all things
@The Shadowmind You'll need a custom VEE upgrade to raise virtues. It should be possible, in principle, though it may have to be heretical. The Solar training charms can certainly do it. I'm also not sure whether VEE can be chained like that. There is probably a high chance that the subject will refuse despite the consequences. Much safer to simply order them to make a contract with you and become a Magical Girl...
We really must get this charm if we manage to make it that far. It's comparable in power to the Ebon Dragon's Inner Devils Unchained, but vastly more aesthetically pleasing. It's actually a pretty good deal for the recipient if they wanted the change. The Endless Dessert is vastly less callous than the Incubators.
The Book of Ten Thousand Scorpions said:
We really must get this charm if we manage to make it that far. It's comparable in power to the Ebon Dragon's Inner Devils Unchained, but vastly more aesthetically pleasing. It's actually a pretty good deal for the recipient if they wanted the change. The Endless Dessert is vastly less callous than the Incubators.
Queshire
Wants a pink flamingo for their lawn.
- Pronouns
- They/Them
BLAAAAAAAAAAAARGH! My inspiration has been topped off and I am good to go! Eh~~~ I really don't think I'm writing Taylor like she ought to be via canon or really how her character sheet is laid out, but damn it! I'm going to make her a crazy awesome badass anyways!
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"Taylor! Wait! Where are you going?" Danny says.
Before you had a chance to think about it you were on the move, heading straight for the closest plume of smoke until your dad's hand on your wrist stops you short. Turning on him you exclaim, "Dad, the park's in that direction. There could be kids over there! We need to go help,"
"The PRT will handle it. We need to go take cover," He says shouting loud enough to be heard over the continued explosions. The first round had been mundane fair, powerful but normal bombs exploding simultaneously across the city leaving the skyline dotted with plumes of white smoke. The bombs after that came slower, about one a minute, and were stranger fare. Odd lights like the bastard lovechild of a pair of spotlights and the Aurora Borealis cuts through the sky to the north while a newly formed crater formed by a bomb simply shoving aside space lies to the rest and to the south the latest bomb explodes not with a boom but a silence so all consuming that it covers up all the sirens, explosions, and sheer, utter noise.
You take that moment of silence to quickly think of what words to use to explain something that seemed so obvious to you. The PRT are going to have their hands full with all the panic and chaos created by the bombs. The Protectorate and the Wards are going to go wherever it was most dangerous which likely meant those parahuman ones. Anything they could do to help was one less thing the PRT or Protectorate had to worry about meaning they could concentrate on where they were most needed, and if worst comes to worst you still had your powers to rely on. It was tempting, to tell him about your powers, to tell him about everything that had happened, from the locker to your exaltation. You might have actually done it if you had thought that it had any chance of changing his mind, but it wouldn't.
In the end you thought of a plan. A plan that could not only give you enough freedom to be able to respond to the bombing but would make sure that the nearest explosion got some help. You hated yourself for even thinking of it, for betraying your father's trust like this, but ultimately it was for the greater good.
"Dad," You say as soon as noise thunders back into the world in wake of the bomb. The sudden serious voice in your voice seems to surprise him. He stops casting around for threats to concentrate fully on you,
"I'll go home, but please go help, go do something," You start to say. Yes, you'll give him what he wants, or at least prepare to, but at a price. You feel the phantom warmth of a green desert sun as your Essence quickens, subtly adjusting your stance, your tone of voice, your word choice all to give off the image of a child desperately pleading with her Dad for help, "Dad, there could be kids there. They have mothers, fathers, people that care about them just like you care about me. You know just how worried they have to be! Please Dad, I know you can help them. I- I know what you can do. I've seen you working out downstairs when you thought I was doing my homework. If there's anyone that's able to save them it's you."
"Taylor, I-" He says still looking hesitant. Regretfully you play your trump card.
"Mom would go help."
It was a cheap shot and you both know it, but that doesn't make it any less effective. His face twists into a rage but it seemed to be directed more at himself than anyone else. He snarls, "Damn it. DAMN IT! Go home, stay there. STAY. THERE. We're going to have words when I get back, understand?"
Sorry, but you had no intention of doing that. While he charges off for the nearest plume of smoke you head home pointedly ignoring the glowing compliment Khepri gives you about manipulating your dad. Once you get there you drag the kitchen phone down into the basement. It looked like your Dad had been working out his frustration from your disappearance down here. His punching bag was ripped open, spilling plastic beads across the floor. For the moment you ignore it. You call Jenny and start working on opening up the coal chute cover while it rings.
"GS!" She exclaims when she picks up. In the background you can hear people moving around and the crash of more explosions sounding much louder than the muffled booms you can hear from the depths of the basement.
"Hey Jenny. Are you OK? Do you know what's happening?" You ask pulling out the first fold of fabric of your costume. You were sloppy hiding it after that first night out. Considering the headspace you were in after the run in with Lung it was a minor miracle that you managed to hide it all, but the PRT didn't seem to find it when they were investigating your disappearance so it must have been good enough. Rather than waste time undressing you simply dispel your shadow disguise and start pulling on the costume while Jenny answers.
"I'm OK, but the ACTION 9 NEWS BUILDING! was hit. I can't get in contact with Adam. The ABB are making a move. They're using the bombs as cover to attack the PRT and the other gangs. E88 is gearing up to strike back. It's chaos."
"Fuck. OK," You swear. Of course it was the ABB. Hey, karma was getting back at you for pussying out before, right? Well that just meant you had to do things Right. After a few moments of furious thinking you have the beginning of a plan, well, no, actually it was a recklessly suicidal idea whose only good point was that it was so stupid that the ABB would never see it coming.... hopefully, "Call everyone. Have them call everyone. Spread the word. I want the civilians helping dig people out of the rubble. Anyone with special skills that could be useful, medical, structural expertise, whatever, helping out however they can. The PRT will be busy with the ABB. Keep your head down, and keep safe. I want any Demon Summoners, Motic Martial Artists, or Parahumans we have to meet me by the statue of Hero on 12th,"
You pause for a moment. This was your last chance to back out. It was your last chance to do what your Dad wanted and stay here safe and sound. You could go back to being regular old Taylor Hebert. It was a nice thought. As horrible as it was you at least knew what to expect from it, but you could never really do that could you? With a sense of finality you say, "We're going to go dragon hunting."
~~~
The forest echoed with the clang of jade on scale and the crack of essence fueled attacks as you ran over the heads of the mass of Dragonblooded desperately trying to push back the horde of Behemoth spawned nightmares. The twisted branches of the forest might as well been a smooth paved road to you. You effortlessly pass through it to the meeting spot set up with the rest of your circle. In the distance you can the Behemoth itself, silhouetted by the light of the fat gibbous moon. As much a living fortress as it was some twisted mockery of an elemental dragon, you can feel the essence around you being drawn into the beast as it soaked in the violence and death all around it.
You come out of your day dream when the statue of Hero comes into sight. The Tinker all little Tinkers want to grow up to be like, even after all the years since his death he was still held up as the best and brightest of all of us. He evidently made a good toilet for birds judging from all the white covering his statue.
The group waiting for you there was smaller than you liked. Maybe a dozen or so assorted Demons and humans in addition to Jenny and the guard from earlier. Jenny meets you as you get closer, efficiently through information on a tablet.
"This is the most I could gather on short notice," She says, "Some of the students Adam was teaching Jade Mountain style to, a member with some experience with Thaumaturgy, and Jimmy's demons."
You look them over. They hardly looked the part of a crack elite unit. The Martial Artists looked like a bunch of gangly college students, while the Thaumaturge looked like she ought to be baking cookies for her grandkids, not getting ready to go after one of the most powerful Parahumans in the city. The Demons looked better. There was what looked like a large red gorilla standing behind the guard, Jimmy, as he leaned against the base of the statue while what looked like a woman with porcupine spikes prowled around on all fours near his feet. There were giant spiders, a thing that jerked and hopped around like a puppet and a living puddle of acid, but your eyes were immediately drawn to the giant wasp hovering in the air above him. It was beautiful. There was no other way to explain. As large as a pony with a shining silver carapace and stained glass wings, with the affinity for bugs you've got with your powers, there was no doubt in your mind, you wanted one.
For the moment though you shove that thought to the side. Getting their attention you say, "OK guys, you might not know me and I might not know why you've joined the Black Jade Court, but that's not important right now. What's important is that the ABB are attacking our city. The PRT will win eventually, but it won't be fast or pretty. If it comes down to a slug fest there's no telling how much damage they'll do. However they won't be expecting us. So here's what we're going to do..."
What's the Plan?
[]Frontal Attack- Between the demons, the martial artists, and your own Essence fueled abilities you have nothing to worry about from any of the regular
[]Infiltration- With your bullshit shadow powers it should be child's play to get into the ABB headquarters and cause some chaos.
[]Ambush- You have the advantage due to the fact that the ABB don't know you're gunning for them. If you can set up the battlefield beforehand and lead the ABB to it, you can catch them all in one big trap.
[]Duel- If you beat up a bunch of his men and then call him out Lung would be forced to face you or lose face.
[]Guerilla- Even if you don't go after Lung strategic strikes against the ABB across the city could be enough to give the PRT the advantage they need to push the ABB back.
[]Psychological Warfare- Poor communication kill, and through the precision use of violence maybe you can make the ABB's communication poor?
[]Fuck Them- How DARE! those mortals attack your city? Hmmm… Perhaps you should give them a taste of their own medicine? They like fireworks? YOU'LL GIVE THEM FIREWORKS!
[]Write In
Current Training Path: Powers Path
Current Limit: 1
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"Taylor! Wait! Where are you going?" Danny says.
Before you had a chance to think about it you were on the move, heading straight for the closest plume of smoke until your dad's hand on your wrist stops you short. Turning on him you exclaim, "Dad, the park's in that direction. There could be kids over there! We need to go help,"
"The PRT will handle it. We need to go take cover," He says shouting loud enough to be heard over the continued explosions. The first round had been mundane fair, powerful but normal bombs exploding simultaneously across the city leaving the skyline dotted with plumes of white smoke. The bombs after that came slower, about one a minute, and were stranger fare. Odd lights like the bastard lovechild of a pair of spotlights and the Aurora Borealis cuts through the sky to the north while a newly formed crater formed by a bomb simply shoving aside space lies to the rest and to the south the latest bomb explodes not with a boom but a silence so all consuming that it covers up all the sirens, explosions, and sheer, utter noise.
You take that moment of silence to quickly think of what words to use to explain something that seemed so obvious to you. The PRT are going to have their hands full with all the panic and chaos created by the bombs. The Protectorate and the Wards are going to go wherever it was most dangerous which likely meant those parahuman ones. Anything they could do to help was one less thing the PRT or Protectorate had to worry about meaning they could concentrate on where they were most needed, and if worst comes to worst you still had your powers to rely on. It was tempting, to tell him about your powers, to tell him about everything that had happened, from the locker to your exaltation. You might have actually done it if you had thought that it had any chance of changing his mind, but it wouldn't.
In the end you thought of a plan. A plan that could not only give you enough freedom to be able to respond to the bombing but would make sure that the nearest explosion got some help. You hated yourself for even thinking of it, for betraying your father's trust like this, but ultimately it was for the greater good.
"Dad," You say as soon as noise thunders back into the world in wake of the bomb. The sudden serious voice in your voice seems to surprise him. He stops casting around for threats to concentrate fully on you,
"I'll go home, but please go help, go do something," You start to say. Yes, you'll give him what he wants, or at least prepare to, but at a price. You feel the phantom warmth of a green desert sun as your Essence quickens, subtly adjusting your stance, your tone of voice, your word choice all to give off the image of a child desperately pleading with her Dad for help, "Dad, there could be kids there. They have mothers, fathers, people that care about them just like you care about me. You know just how worried they have to be! Please Dad, I know you can help them. I- I know what you can do. I've seen you working out downstairs when you thought I was doing my homework. If there's anyone that's able to save them it's you."
"Taylor, I-" He says still looking hesitant. Regretfully you play your trump card.
"Mom would go help."
It was a cheap shot and you both know it, but that doesn't make it any less effective. His face twists into a rage but it seemed to be directed more at himself than anyone else. He snarls, "Damn it. DAMN IT! Go home, stay there. STAY. THERE. We're going to have words when I get back, understand?"
Sorry, but you had no intention of doing that. While he charges off for the nearest plume of smoke you head home pointedly ignoring the glowing compliment Khepri gives you about manipulating your dad. Once you get there you drag the kitchen phone down into the basement. It looked like your Dad had been working out his frustration from your disappearance down here. His punching bag was ripped open, spilling plastic beads across the floor. For the moment you ignore it. You call Jenny and start working on opening up the coal chute cover while it rings.
"GS!" She exclaims when she picks up. In the background you can hear people moving around and the crash of more explosions sounding much louder than the muffled booms you can hear from the depths of the basement.
"Hey Jenny. Are you OK? Do you know what's happening?" You ask pulling out the first fold of fabric of your costume. You were sloppy hiding it after that first night out. Considering the headspace you were in after the run in with Lung it was a minor miracle that you managed to hide it all, but the PRT didn't seem to find it when they were investigating your disappearance so it must have been good enough. Rather than waste time undressing you simply dispel your shadow disguise and start pulling on the costume while Jenny answers.
"I'm OK, but the ACTION 9 NEWS BUILDING! was hit. I can't get in contact with Adam. The ABB are making a move. They're using the bombs as cover to attack the PRT and the other gangs. E88 is gearing up to strike back. It's chaos."
"Fuck. OK," You swear. Of course it was the ABB. Hey, karma was getting back at you for pussying out before, right? Well that just meant you had to do things Right. After a few moments of furious thinking you have the beginning of a plan, well, no, actually it was a recklessly suicidal idea whose only good point was that it was so stupid that the ABB would never see it coming.... hopefully, "Call everyone. Have them call everyone. Spread the word. I want the civilians helping dig people out of the rubble. Anyone with special skills that could be useful, medical, structural expertise, whatever, helping out however they can. The PRT will be busy with the ABB. Keep your head down, and keep safe. I want any Demon Summoners, Motic Martial Artists, or Parahumans we have to meet me by the statue of Hero on 12th,"
You pause for a moment. This was your last chance to back out. It was your last chance to do what your Dad wanted and stay here safe and sound. You could go back to being regular old Taylor Hebert. It was a nice thought. As horrible as it was you at least knew what to expect from it, but you could never really do that could you? With a sense of finality you say, "We're going to go dragon hunting."
~~~
The forest echoed with the clang of jade on scale and the crack of essence fueled attacks as you ran over the heads of the mass of Dragonblooded desperately trying to push back the horde of Behemoth spawned nightmares. The twisted branches of the forest might as well been a smooth paved road to you. You effortlessly pass through it to the meeting spot set up with the rest of your circle. In the distance you can the Behemoth itself, silhouetted by the light of the fat gibbous moon. As much a living fortress as it was some twisted mockery of an elemental dragon, you can feel the essence around you being drawn into the beast as it soaked in the violence and death all around it.
You come out of your day dream when the statue of Hero comes into sight. The Tinker all little Tinkers want to grow up to be like, even after all the years since his death he was still held up as the best and brightest of all of us. He evidently made a good toilet for birds judging from all the white covering his statue.
The group waiting for you there was smaller than you liked. Maybe a dozen or so assorted Demons and humans in addition to Jenny and the guard from earlier. Jenny meets you as you get closer, efficiently through information on a tablet.
"This is the most I could gather on short notice," She says, "Some of the students Adam was teaching Jade Mountain style to, a member with some experience with Thaumaturgy, and Jimmy's demons."
You look them over. They hardly looked the part of a crack elite unit. The Martial Artists looked like a bunch of gangly college students, while the Thaumaturge looked like she ought to be baking cookies for her grandkids, not getting ready to go after one of the most powerful Parahumans in the city. The Demons looked better. There was what looked like a large red gorilla standing behind the guard, Jimmy, as he leaned against the base of the statue while what looked like a woman with porcupine spikes prowled around on all fours near his feet. There were giant spiders, a thing that jerked and hopped around like a puppet and a living puddle of acid, but your eyes were immediately drawn to the giant wasp hovering in the air above him. It was beautiful. There was no other way to explain. As large as a pony with a shining silver carapace and stained glass wings, with the affinity for bugs you've got with your powers, there was no doubt in your mind, you wanted one.
For the moment though you shove that thought to the side. Getting their attention you say, "OK guys, you might not know me and I might not know why you've joined the Black Jade Court, but that's not important right now. What's important is that the ABB are attacking our city. The PRT will win eventually, but it won't be fast or pretty. If it comes down to a slug fest there's no telling how much damage they'll do. However they won't be expecting us. So here's what we're going to do..."
What's the Plan?
[]Frontal Attack- Between the demons, the martial artists, and your own Essence fueled abilities you have nothing to worry about from any of the regular
[]Infiltration- With your bullshit shadow powers it should be child's play to get into the ABB headquarters and cause some chaos.
[]Ambush- You have the advantage due to the fact that the ABB don't know you're gunning for them. If you can set up the battlefield beforehand and lead the ABB to it, you can catch them all in one big trap.
[]Duel- If you beat up a bunch of his men and then call him out Lung would be forced to face you or lose face.
[]Guerilla- Even if you don't go after Lung strategic strikes against the ABB across the city could be enough to give the PRT the advantage they need to push the ABB back.
[]Psychological Warfare- Poor communication kill, and through the precision use of violence maybe you can make the ABB's communication poor?
[]Fuck Them- How DARE! those mortals attack your city? Hmmm… Perhaps you should give them a taste of their own medicine? They like fireworks? YOU'LL GIVE THEM FIREWORKS!
[]Write In
Current Training Path: Powers Path
Current Limit: 1
Hmm, we are rather hilariously lacking in combat charms so DUEL is probably ill-advised unless we plan to cheat pretty hard. Infiltration and ambush should both be fairly doable. Psychological warfare could be.... amusing, though we also lacking charms to help there.
Personally leaning towards Infiltration or Ambush with a healthy dose of Cecelyn excellency boosting WAR
Personally leaning towards Infiltration or Ambush with a healthy dose of Cecelyn excellency boosting WAR