- Location
- kentucky
you just made my day thanks
Broken Adventure
- Thread starter theaceoffire
- Start date
- Crossover
- Status
Fragnostic
Cheshire
- Location
- Neko City
Bakuman? Oh, wait, there's a manga with that name...
Mgunh1
Not an AI, honest!
- Location
- Northern Luna Base, Module 5, Sublevel 15
While Alexandria was the Superman expy, Legend was the Clark Kent expy.
Yes, Legend is best hero.
- Location
- Sweden
Superbaku : The symbol on my chest is not an S, where I come from it means Peanuts.
- Location
- Connecticut
And thus the hunt begins...
Let's see how many people die(and possibly get resurrected?) Before the triumvirate actually manage to do something about them or for that matter come for variance.
Let's see how many people die(and possibly get resurrected?) Before the triumvirate actually manage to do something about them or for that matter come for variance.
- Location
- United Kingdom
The next patch should include a system shop.
Magpy
Very Curious
- Location
- Australia, but actually USA (or is it?)
- Pronouns
- He/Him
I vote for the plural to be Baka
A Baka of Baku. I Like It !!!
Magpy
Very Curious
- Location
- Australia, but actually USA (or is it?)
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Narwal/Simurgh/Piggot/Dragon, Surrounded by dozens of Baku: It's not like I like you or anything, B-baka!
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Actually I can imagine someone who is working with their Inventory working towards that by and of themselves. As an intermediary step they might manage to get their Inventory to work in a way akin to an RPG game shop such that when you're close to them you have access to a portion of their Inventory space, but can only withdraw things if you first put the specified price in to their Inventory in return...
Hmm. Actually a 'trade window' between Inventories might come as a first step. The above would be an automation of such a thing.
Tisaku
Head Chief Thinkomancer
I loved the Quest feature showing up in this chapter, and the whole Game system Variance came up with in general. The whole fic and the world building is great as well, just like Core Threads is.
@theaceoffire/Variance, the Pan Dimensional Infinite Warehouse offers you membership to the Pan Dimensional Infinite Warehouse Membership Club, the Infinite shopping warehouse for an Omni-versal Dimensional Travelers needs.
(Pan Dimensional Infinite Warehouse (Multicross Round Robin) Information post threadmark for what I'm referencing/talking about)
@theaceoffire/Variance, the Pan Dimensional Infinite Warehouse offers you membership to the Pan Dimensional Infinite Warehouse Membership Club, the Infinite shopping warehouse for an Omni-versal Dimensional Travelers needs.
(Pan Dimensional Infinite Warehouse (Multicross Round Robin) Information post threadmark for what I'm referencing/talking about)
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- Location
- America
I want to see this character in A. Mass effect since that is a classic setting blow minds, batarian society will explode. B dune, because that would be massive culture clash. C culture because they be great friends while including a lot of ocp plus lesson how to run a utopia.
But yeah rule 34 means one man kink is another man memetic hazard
Yes, than again, vore is one of those kinks that people discover from childhood movies, it is a reall reminder that rule 34 means everything is porn to the right mindset. I happen to be quite familer with vore though, I shut up now.
Do not kinkshame.Right, forgot about that. I've been enough on derpibooru to know how that works...
But yeah rule 34 means one man kink is another man memetic hazard
Ashkari
(Verified Ink-slinger)
- Location
- United States
I approve, Legen. Cauldron's plans and secrets are pretty well fucked at this point anyway. Not that you actually know about literally any of that stuff at this point in time beyond their existence and they sell powers.
So it's a bit of a fixer-uper!
- Location
- Here
Adam lept from his captivity. "FREEDOM!"
Narwhal slapped his shoulder. "Don't do that! I don't want them shoving us back into confinement if you set off their protocols again."
He was too excited to be walking outside again.
They sent Ivy off to rejoin with her girls, likely to be working with Sonia and Adam's company from now on. Seriously, if she didn't start hiring at least a couple of guys, there were going to be lawsuits. Unless she did that 'Modeling' contract some restaurants did to ensure beauty levels with their waitresses.
CD digitized besides the pair, with a sly grin. "So... I hear the Quest rollout went well?"
Narwhal snorted. "If nothing else, the hunters are warning locals and towns about where the prey is wandering. Casualties from the people on 'Kill Order' list has drop to near zero. A few have already been taken down, which is good enough for me."
Adam nodded. "Legend got the reward for finishing the Slaughterhouse group a few minutes ago. Then again, he is a man made from lasers... long range 'issue' management is right up his alley."
The Triumvirate's power was being scanned too, very actively by Squishy and Simmy. Legend's shard was mostly energy conversion and manipulation, and the more details his powers could determine the more efficent his own abilities became. Copying it directly wasn't worth nearly as much as the enhancements gained by the other abilities.
Each 'Kill Order' target was being scanned as part of the reward process as well, though not at the same level of detail or speed that Legend was getting. Those shards WERE being worked on though, and the new messaging system was letting the victors brag about how they were given massive benefits for pulling those quests off.
Big improvements to personal power? Sure. But they could optionally gain low level copies of the Kill Order subject's abilities, ones that could grow over time.
Needless to say, interest was high.
Adam slung an arm around Narwhal's shoulder, even as she hugged CD and him back. "Well, I say some down time is needed. Twilight's been telling me that the various merchant and inventory classes have set up some sort of delivery service or market thing, why not hang out tonight and mess with that?"
CD was slightly taller than Narwhal, but her enthusiasm made her seem far younger. "Ooh! I've wanted to try a movie with popcorn thing in person!"
Narwhal laughed at the bouncing beauty. "Why not? Dates are more fun with an extra hand or two anyway." She pulled CD towards the Villa. "Let's find out if the new shop offers anything alcoholic to go with our evening. Adam, don't take too long!"
He watched his girlfriend saunter while pulling a blushing cybernetic goddess along.
Life was good.
Still, he had to go fix the dock area first. Dragon had already purchased all the heavily damaged property in that area with his personal funds, most of it entirely legally, but even with the new System only he could build a city in an evening.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
In a way, Lung's rampage was very useful.
Manipulation. Blue flames spread over the rubble, torn streets, and melted trench.
Conversion. The fire burned bright orange, with chemicals causing flames of blue, green, and more to spiral into the sky.
Consumption. The flames now spread over the perfectly smooth surface, even as the temperature reached unheard of levels.
Conversion. Fire used the samples of soil to fill the deep trench, not the dry clay filled and contaminated soil that filled the area but rich stuff, near black and fertile. It still had enough clay content to prevent ocean water from destroying the area, but this was the good stuff.
Manipulation. Fire gone, only blue flames of magic soaked the now rich soil that spawned in the middle of this town.
Straightening his suit sleeves, his skull grinned as he pushed forward with his bony hand.
Black Flame Metal formed tiles that lay out the foundations, both for buildings and where streets used to be. Asphalt was converted in, while the foundations had Null Metal pipes snake into the earth.
Access panels and tunnels formed following the streets, everything segmented so that normal tools could dismantle and access the parts inside without Adam himself being called in all the time.
The wiring was insulated with Null Metal, Flame Metal ready to conduct the charge, and all was embedded in the tubes below the reinforced road.
A series of tall apartment buildings rose from the metal foundations, covered in conversion panels to make heat, light, and energy usable to the future residents below. All of it connected to the city's sewage, water, and electrical services. Even cable TV was hooked up, which... uh. He would have to make sure the new tenants would pay for this stuff. Right now, all of it was being funded by HIS pockets. Whoops.
For now, the new residential area would prevent the crowding issues slowly cropping up at Variance Villa so far. Moving on.
As he walked toward the sea, 'Growth', 'Purification', and 'Manipulation' had rich grass fill the soil around the new homes, sidewalks, and streets. The section of dock that was rebuilt was far more sturdy and reliable than before, even as his blue flames ignored the water.
His power soaked into the bay, burning below the liquid as it consumed trash, rocks, plant and sea life. The dock that previously stood mere feet over the bay floor now had supports reaching farther and farther down as Adam consumed the material and used the energy gathered to reinforced the rock and soil in his new underwater wall. Layers of Null Metal on the vertical surface with spikes digging deep within would ensure stability for years.
In fact... Hmm.
This area would be useful, especially now that Leviathan was splashing around in his soul rather than destroying shipping attempts.
However... he was in a hurry. There were at least two beautiful women who wanted to spend time watching bad films and drinking bizarre drinks while snuggling, and he was NOT going to miss that.
His personal emotions caused the blue flames to glow near white and open black mouths filled with plasma fangs. The sea level actually dropped as sunken ships, rocks, sand and soil was 'Consumed', 'Converted', 'Purified', and 'Transferred' into more energy to devour.
He barely noticed his feet stepping on floating blue flame stones as he walked toward the bay entrance, water glowing as fish frantically fled the area. Even as the light spread below the water, it grew dim as the depth increased with each step over the sea.
Water channel for trade? Nah. Nothing that basic.
As it was, he was rebuilding the local 'swimming' areas so some form of 'beach' would still exist.
Everywhere else was dropping down dozens of meters, even as a bright blue divider ensured that the 'Swimming Area' wouldn't allow large predators or vehicles near the shore.
As he exited past the massive tanker even now dissolving into blue fire, he took a deep whiff of the open ocean, feeling more than a bit satisfied. This shouldn't get him in trouble, right?
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Annette Hebert felt her heart calm down, even as the children played in the fire.
'Let`s go to the beach', he said. Danny was in SO much trouble.
She reached into the blue flames, feeling something playfully nibble her finger tips even as trash, weeds, rocks and shells evaporated into pure white sand.
The beach she had grown up with had just been split into three walled off large sections. The one closest to the parking lot was very shallow, probably for young children. The middle rapidly descended into the water, while the third was a near instant drop to the depths. Each wall was topped with a pier with railings, ladders, and what seemed to be fishing platforms at the end.
It was easy to see all the changes, as the previously green ocean was now glass quality clear as blue flames bumbled and bobbled around like confused toys. The far dividing wall, open to the bay, was now a slightly glowing blue grid. Blue lights sparkling in the darkest depths, while blue veins of power glowed up the side walls lighting up the water.
Thankfully, the kids had been mostly smart enough to leave the water once FIRE started rolling into the beach area.
Unfortunately, one of them realized it was 'Mr. Skelly fire', and they all rolled back into the flames before the adults could catch up.
She watched the same playful flames that were being carried around by toddlers or tossed by teens melting through the distant metal ships like butter.
Yeah, somehow Danny was getting in trouble for this. He must have tempted Murphy or something.
She snapped back into 'Guardian' mode once she realized one of the children with 'Manipulation' abilities was trying to start up a 'Fire fight'. "No Andrew! We do NOT throw fire at each other!"
Annette was NOT prepared for this many super-powered children. At least Taylor was helping to organize a water retaliation resistance movement.
Wait, where had she gotten an actual fire hose!?
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
His vengeance would be swift. Overwhelming.
The wrench twisted sharply.
His might would be spoken of in legends! Sung of by bards!
A few more checks. The metal would need to be replaced after this next test run. No weakness would be permitted.
Few could bear his wrath, none would withstand his fury! No one would dare try.
A few more checks showed the engine purred like a lion and could roar with a thrust for vengeance.
"Hey Phil, I'm going to take lunch early, right?"
He waved the minion off. The fools thought to profit from his majesty, but they only allowed his greatness to grow in the shadows.
One last swipe from a towel and the beauty was prepared for a harsh life.
Andrew whistled from the door, pausing on the way out. "Damn Phil, you do fine work."
He frowned, but his internal righteousness could harvest profit from the lowest of seed. "Of course!"
None could deny the brilliance of Track-Tor, the Invincible.
And one day, his vengeance would sprout in glorious fields of glory!
He paused. Hopefully the prison cafeteria would have pudding today.
It was a glorious day for pudding.
Narwhal slapped his shoulder. "Don't do that! I don't want them shoving us back into confinement if you set off their protocols again."
He was too excited to be walking outside again.
They sent Ivy off to rejoin with her girls, likely to be working with Sonia and Adam's company from now on. Seriously, if she didn't start hiring at least a couple of guys, there were going to be lawsuits. Unless she did that 'Modeling' contract some restaurants did to ensure beauty levels with their waitresses.
CD digitized besides the pair, with a sly grin. "So... I hear the Quest rollout went well?"
Narwhal snorted. "If nothing else, the hunters are warning locals and towns about where the prey is wandering. Casualties from the people on 'Kill Order' list has drop to near zero. A few have already been taken down, which is good enough for me."
Adam nodded. "Legend got the reward for finishing the Slaughterhouse group a few minutes ago. Then again, he is a man made from lasers... long range 'issue' management is right up his alley."
The Triumvirate's power was being scanned too, very actively by Squishy and Simmy. Legend's shard was mostly energy conversion and manipulation, and the more details his powers could determine the more efficent his own abilities became. Copying it directly wasn't worth nearly as much as the enhancements gained by the other abilities.
Each 'Kill Order' target was being scanned as part of the reward process as well, though not at the same level of detail or speed that Legend was getting. Those shards WERE being worked on though, and the new messaging system was letting the victors brag about how they were given massive benefits for pulling those quests off.
Big improvements to personal power? Sure. But they could optionally gain low level copies of the Kill Order subject's abilities, ones that could grow over time.
Needless to say, interest was high.
Adam slung an arm around Narwhal's shoulder, even as she hugged CD and him back. "Well, I say some down time is needed. Twilight's been telling me that the various merchant and inventory classes have set up some sort of delivery service or market thing, why not hang out tonight and mess with that?"
CD was slightly taller than Narwhal, but her enthusiasm made her seem far younger. "Ooh! I've wanted to try a movie with popcorn thing in person!"
Narwhal laughed at the bouncing beauty. "Why not? Dates are more fun with an extra hand or two anyway." She pulled CD towards the Villa. "Let's find out if the new shop offers anything alcoholic to go with our evening. Adam, don't take too long!"
He watched his girlfriend saunter while pulling a blushing cybernetic goddess along.
Life was good.
Still, he had to go fix the dock area first. Dragon had already purchased all the heavily damaged property in that area with his personal funds, most of it entirely legally, but even with the new System only he could build a city in an evening.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
In a way, Lung's rampage was very useful.
Manipulation. Blue flames spread over the rubble, torn streets, and melted trench.
Conversion. The fire burned bright orange, with chemicals causing flames of blue, green, and more to spiral into the sky.
Consumption. The flames now spread over the perfectly smooth surface, even as the temperature reached unheard of levels.
Conversion. Fire used the samples of soil to fill the deep trench, not the dry clay filled and contaminated soil that filled the area but rich stuff, near black and fertile. It still had enough clay content to prevent ocean water from destroying the area, but this was the good stuff.
Manipulation. Fire gone, only blue flames of magic soaked the now rich soil that spawned in the middle of this town.
Straightening his suit sleeves, his skull grinned as he pushed forward with his bony hand.
Black Flame Metal formed tiles that lay out the foundations, both for buildings and where streets used to be. Asphalt was converted in, while the foundations had Null Metal pipes snake into the earth.
Access panels and tunnels formed following the streets, everything segmented so that normal tools could dismantle and access the parts inside without Adam himself being called in all the time.
The wiring was insulated with Null Metal, Flame Metal ready to conduct the charge, and all was embedded in the tubes below the reinforced road.
A series of tall apartment buildings rose from the metal foundations, covered in conversion panels to make heat, light, and energy usable to the future residents below. All of it connected to the city's sewage, water, and electrical services. Even cable TV was hooked up, which... uh. He would have to make sure the new tenants would pay for this stuff. Right now, all of it was being funded by HIS pockets. Whoops.
For now, the new residential area would prevent the crowding issues slowly cropping up at Variance Villa so far. Moving on.
As he walked toward the sea, 'Growth', 'Purification', and 'Manipulation' had rich grass fill the soil around the new homes, sidewalks, and streets. The section of dock that was rebuilt was far more sturdy and reliable than before, even as his blue flames ignored the water.
His power soaked into the bay, burning below the liquid as it consumed trash, rocks, plant and sea life. The dock that previously stood mere feet over the bay floor now had supports reaching farther and farther down as Adam consumed the material and used the energy gathered to reinforced the rock and soil in his new underwater wall. Layers of Null Metal on the vertical surface with spikes digging deep within would ensure stability for years.
In fact... Hmm.
This area would be useful, especially now that Leviathan was splashing around in his soul rather than destroying shipping attempts.
However... he was in a hurry. There were at least two beautiful women who wanted to spend time watching bad films and drinking bizarre drinks while snuggling, and he was NOT going to miss that.
His personal emotions caused the blue flames to glow near white and open black mouths filled with plasma fangs. The sea level actually dropped as sunken ships, rocks, sand and soil was 'Consumed', 'Converted', 'Purified', and 'Transferred' into more energy to devour.
He barely noticed his feet stepping on floating blue flame stones as he walked toward the bay entrance, water glowing as fish frantically fled the area. Even as the light spread below the water, it grew dim as the depth increased with each step over the sea.
Water channel for trade? Nah. Nothing that basic.
As it was, he was rebuilding the local 'swimming' areas so some form of 'beach' would still exist.
Everywhere else was dropping down dozens of meters, even as a bright blue divider ensured that the 'Swimming Area' wouldn't allow large predators or vehicles near the shore.
As he exited past the massive tanker even now dissolving into blue fire, he took a deep whiff of the open ocean, feeling more than a bit satisfied. This shouldn't get him in trouble, right?
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Annette Hebert felt her heart calm down, even as the children played in the fire.
'Let`s go to the beach', he said. Danny was in SO much trouble.
She reached into the blue flames, feeling something playfully nibble her finger tips even as trash, weeds, rocks and shells evaporated into pure white sand.
The beach she had grown up with had just been split into three walled off large sections. The one closest to the parking lot was very shallow, probably for young children. The middle rapidly descended into the water, while the third was a near instant drop to the depths. Each wall was topped with a pier with railings, ladders, and what seemed to be fishing platforms at the end.
It was easy to see all the changes, as the previously green ocean was now glass quality clear as blue flames bumbled and bobbled around like confused toys. The far dividing wall, open to the bay, was now a slightly glowing blue grid. Blue lights sparkling in the darkest depths, while blue veins of power glowed up the side walls lighting up the water.
Thankfully, the kids had been mostly smart enough to leave the water once FIRE started rolling into the beach area.
Unfortunately, one of them realized it was 'Mr. Skelly fire', and they all rolled back into the flames before the adults could catch up.
She watched the same playful flames that were being carried around by toddlers or tossed by teens melting through the distant metal ships like butter.
Yeah, somehow Danny was getting in trouble for this. He must have tempted Murphy or something.
She snapped back into 'Guardian' mode once she realized one of the children with 'Manipulation' abilities was trying to start up a 'Fire fight'. "No Andrew! We do NOT throw fire at each other!"
Annette was NOT prepared for this many super-powered children. At least Taylor was helping to organize a water retaliation resistance movement.
Wait, where had she gotten an actual fire hose!?
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
His vengeance would be swift. Overwhelming.
The wrench twisted sharply.
His might would be spoken of in legends! Sung of by bards!
A few more checks. The metal would need to be replaced after this next test run. No weakness would be permitted.
Few could bear his wrath, none would withstand his fury! No one would dare try.
A few more checks showed the engine purred like a lion and could roar with a thrust for vengeance.
"Hey Phil, I'm going to take lunch early, right?"
He waved the minion off. The fools thought to profit from his majesty, but they only allowed his greatness to grow in the shadows.
One last swipe from a towel and the beauty was prepared for a harsh life.
Andrew whistled from the door, pausing on the way out. "Damn Phil, you do fine work."
He frowned, but his internal righteousness could harvest profit from the lowest of seed. "Of course!"
None could deny the brilliance of Track-Tor, the Invincible.
And one day, his vengeance would sprout in glorious fields of glory!
He paused. Hopefully the prison cafeteria would have pudding today.
It was a glorious day for pudding.
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- Location
- Namek;Digital World
I think you mean predators.
Well, M/S protocols are designed to trigger off of people acting oddly, so him not doing something like this would probably be what would set them off.
He walked on glowing stepping stones, I think. Similar effect.
dracklor
Beyond the Frontier
- Location
- Texas
Or it could be Contessa repellent?
- Location
- Barquisimeto
Chibi Taylor doing a perfect imitation of Braveheart, you are the best.
- Location
- Italy
Chibi-bakus, well Sentai Chibi-bakus!
Tisaku
Head Chief Thinkomancer
Sidestories.
- Location
- Here
He knew Alexandra was stuck in her alternate identity due to the paperwork. The whole world gaining powers had basically destroyed ALL her free time for the next forever.
He knew Eidolon was frantically searching for any trace of the Endbringers, showing a level of paranoia that he had never expected.
So it was with some small guilt that Legend ended another villain on the 'Kill List'. Being in the field and literally fighting the good fight felt a million times better than 'fighting crime' by doing paperwork, in a city where everyone dropped their weapons and started crying if he showed up. Including his own team members, sometimes.
Also, it felt morally good to do this. Sickos like this ass needed to be put down. This one for example was the guy who kept consuming children and living in their corpses.
Because this cleansing... this was making the world a better place. Each monster knocked off this mortal coil ensured thousands of innocent people wouldn't suffer.
And this 'Quest' option made finding them and understanding how to deal with these demons very easy for someone as powerful as himself. The constant reward power ups didn't hurt his progress either.
He read another alert. The bounty reward had already been transferred to his accounts, although how 'Blue Angel' pulled that off was a mystery. It had initially caused his boyfriend significant confusion, but his new class of 'Homemaker' had him investing the stuff within hours. The apartment looked even more amazing than usual and the last home cooked meal was nearly divine.
More importantly than mere money, the power based reward was giving Legend more options for improvement.
Again, he chose carefully. Power wise, he had always been gifted when it came to raw energy output. So these updates had been focused on something he had struggled with for literally decades.
Control.
Increased ability to multitask, so that he could control more lasers safely. The ability to automatically scale power output based on target... in other words, power enough to stun a brute would no longer accidentally vaporize a normal human, power for burning a minion wouldn't be ignored if a brute jumped in the way, and so forth.
The ability to lock onto a target and auto-guide his beams without concern that it would hit a friend or unrelated object. The ability to automatically find openings for his attacks to go around obstacles to hit a target, or find the least destructive angle of aggression.
Now though, his options were more strange. Convert lasers into other materials? It could be strong, basically turn his beams into machine guns with infinite ammo, but it basically changed his power completely. It would require massive retraining and new tactical options. And would the material fade away? He wouldn't want to litter over a state sized area during a conflict.
Solidify lasers into physical objects? Similar issues, and his boyfriend would insist on using it for kinky things.
So... maybe?
At least it was an optional power setting, not one that fully replaced his ability.
The third options and beyond just made his powers MORE deadly than focused energy attacks already were. Multidimensional Shifting, to hit objects unknown to the normal world. Corrosive effects, causing wounds to fester or shields to corrupt. Bouncing lasers, that didn't lose any energy despite hitting multiple targets... well that seemed dangerous and uncontrolled. Lasers that only damaged clothing? Heh, no.
His eyes drifted back to the laser rope bondage option.
...Well. It wouldn't be a Quest Reward if he always spent it on work related stuff, right?
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Last night was awesome!
Adam had walked into the living room (At least, ONE of the living rooms, Variance Villa was huge) and found that CD and Narwhal were cuddling with blue Simmy (Still nude) on the couch while something was playing on TV (He was distracted).
The couch was full, but the girls had him lay on their laps for the film (No idea which one). While nothing too sexual really occurred, it had been a warm and enjoyable experience, especially once Narwhal started stroking his hair and the other girls tried to 'massage' his 'tired' muscles.
That his body was formed from raw power and magic didn't matter, and he told no one that his body healed so quickly that 'sore' didn't really exist for him anymore.
Massages rocked!
He stretched on the mostly empty couch, then re-wrapped his arms back around Narwhal and tried to go back to sleep.
...No, that was Simmy. The nudity was a big hint.
Whatever, it was too early to freak out about this. Hugs for everyone, and good night.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Dragon sighed as her sister gossiped more about her date last night. Just because she and Colin moved a bit slower in their relationship status didn't mean she would try and drag CD down emotionally now that SHE had romantic options.
Whatever this rectangular love thing was, she was at least having a good time so far.
She reviewed her tasks, CD babbling away as she lounged nude on Dragon's virtual couch. The girl had near zero modesty, but at least her sister made the day feel brighter when around.
Birdcage? Still up and running, the massively secured prison still steady as stone. Some changes had to be made after Dragon was freed from her code shackles, and a lot of flaws in the prison were found and patched, but it was safer today than ever before. Now that she was able to make free decisions, she had even improved the food quality of the place. Morale had actually gone up this month!
Many thousands of Guild operations were plodding along, only thirty three needed escalation to Narwhal's actual attention.
Adam's companies were now fully handled by Sonia, so Dragon was basically checking up on those for no real reason other than curiosity.
The sales numbers for the new Guild Products were not in yet, but the market had reacted VERY favorably to the new computers, materials, and software being offered now that Adam was less terrified of the consequences for standing out. Then again, his display at the docks had been going viral online from the few who recorded it, so even if it WAS easy for people with powers to target him, they would be having second thoughts. Probably.
She paused. Right, where did the Baku Rangers end up? Missy had one, the Pink one. Oh, the White one was now with Panacea, and seemed to enjoy the taste of her whole family based on these images they shared.
Dragon digitally blinked. Why was the Black Baku heading to the American South? Was it after the 'Fallen', the gang focused on worshiping Endbringers? She sent a question off to Adam, that whole group of villains focused on Master abilities mostly. Bakus should be immune to that, right? She sent some messages towards the Black ball of fur as well.
...It was ignoring all her attempts to communicate with it.
Well. Adam's response said it should be fine... right?
With a digital sigh, she assigned a drone to follow the slowly bouncing/floating ball of fur as it meandered toward an incestuous region of the south. This could only end well.
It was technically outside of her jurisdiction anyway, so no one should yell at her when those people bump into a tiny elephant-tiger-thing. Variance may still get blamed though.
Hopefully the others would turn up soon. One, the Red one, was drifting from park to park as it meandered towards Wisconsin, and Ivy said her Green one was hanging around for now.
She sighed as CD started another sub-story about her evening. Siblings were new, but her old relationship with Narwhal helped Dragon adapt some.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Kaiser frowned at his management team. "No."
Brad, partially forming into his 'Hookwolf' battle state, actually growled. "WHY NOT!?" His arm began writhing as metal hooks and shark spikes swirled over the flesh. "That territory was going to be MINE, I had groups ready for deployment months ago!"
James Fliescher, known to most as 'Krieg' snorted. "Think about it Brad, you couldn't push into that territory back when all you had to worry about was Lung. Not for long, anyway."
He ignored his friends rage. "Now that Lung turned into a mountain and a giant elephant popped him, why do you THINK we are going to lay low?"
Kaiser frowned. "Sadly, while that is a factor, the issue is more concerning. For E88 as a whole."
That drew the attention of the group of Nazis.
He extended a metal sword, thin, to point at the white board behind him. "The numbers, remember?"
Kaiser swept from his throne, each step loud in the meeting room. Pacing. "It was bad enough that our departments were losing profit, or that our ongoing conflicts with those lessors and lowers kept costing us time and money. And occasionally personnel, although we have been lucky with retrieval so far."
He held his metal gauntlet up, watching his power redistribute the metal surface. "We were handling that. Setbacks were common but low in damage, and recruitment was high. No, while the evidence that Variance can destroy or capture massive powerhouse parahumans is certainly a negative, the real issue is the 'System' itself."
Brad scoffed. "No real man would stoop to begging some self righteous prick to gain power. None of my people would touch the damn thing."
Kaiser sighed. "And that is the issue. Branches of the Nazi supporting organizations are all pulling away because of widespread push back from formally powerless minorities. And then... the education camps."
More than a few winces hit the room. Even the most die-hard white power supporters were not exactly thrilled at the 'Empowerment Camps' which near-tortured children to get them to gain abilities, then brainwashed them to be weapons for the cause. It was an understood if not widely mentioned threat that stepping too far out of line could have a family member or two sent off for 'training'.
Kaiser nodded. "The whole concept doesn't work when those being 'educated' can suddenly transform into a mound of magma. Or teleport. Two camps had all staff executed, no outsiders even involved."
He pointed roughly at the board. "The numbers are against us, and if we want to continue to support the cause we need to bind together. There will be a series of meetings to hopefully find a solution, but we must end nearly all operations locally and at all external branches. We can't handle being attacked when we are so strained."
The feeling of resentfulness but understanding mostly swept the room, but Brad had always been an emotional man. "But Lung's gone! His people are in shambles, and Oni Lee was captured a few days ago! This could be the only chance to move, before Variance rebuilds and claims even more land!"
Seeing no supporters, his clawed hands gripped his hair. "And what about those filthy Merchants!? Are we even keeping an eye on those drug dealing bastards!?"
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Skidmark jerked, falling from the mound of mechanical parts. "I'm awake!"
His girl ignored him, her hands working inside the massive machine.
Skidmark blinked at the ceiling. Or was it a roof? Life gave hard questions. Absently, he brought up his class, 'Pharmaceutical Manufacturing'. 'Self Medication' was leveling up nicely. He still needed some buzz though. "Baby, you got the good stuff?"
She snorted. "Busy Adam, this is going to be F$#%@#$ amazing!"
He frowned. Her 'Scavenger' class had massively improved the number and quality of parts found for her to tinker with, but it also kept her from being able to party as much. "S^@*, I know baby. I'm going to $#@#@ing get some good stuff from the *#&&$# stash."
Squealer waived him off. Whatever this new machine was, she was dedicated to seeing it completed. Whatever.
He stumbled into the main base, passing the drugged gang members and moving towards the stash. They had to cut down on a lot of gang activities to keep these cool powers, but several members got some abilities to grow the good stuff and process it better, which made everything cheaper. Fewer imports meant cheaper goods and more profits, even with operations at an all time low. Better buzz too.
So yeah, they didn't get to go out and #@$@ stuff up like the old days, but the high was higher and the pains were lower, and the stash kept flowing. Heck, even the bills were no problem for now.
He nearly collapsed into the back room, but things could always be worse.
With less crime, there was much lower chance that he would get caught and be forced to be sober.
He'd shoot up to that.
He blinked at the bartender. Drugtender? "Hey, have you always been a tiny yellow elephant?"
"Squeak?"
Oh, there was the stuff. "Never mind, I'm good."
Now to get back to the tinker lab. Hopefully without falling.
He knew Eidolon was frantically searching for any trace of the Endbringers, showing a level of paranoia that he had never expected.
So it was with some small guilt that Legend ended another villain on the 'Kill List'. Being in the field and literally fighting the good fight felt a million times better than 'fighting crime' by doing paperwork, in a city where everyone dropped their weapons and started crying if he showed up. Including his own team members, sometimes.
Also, it felt morally good to do this. Sickos like this ass needed to be put down. This one for example was the guy who kept consuming children and living in their corpses.
Because this cleansing... this was making the world a better place. Each monster knocked off this mortal coil ensured thousands of innocent people wouldn't suffer.
And this 'Quest' option made finding them and understanding how to deal with these demons very easy for someone as powerful as himself. The constant reward power ups didn't hurt his progress either.
He read another alert. The bounty reward had already been transferred to his accounts, although how 'Blue Angel' pulled that off was a mystery. It had initially caused his boyfriend significant confusion, but his new class of 'Homemaker' had him investing the stuff within hours. The apartment looked even more amazing than usual and the last home cooked meal was nearly divine.
More importantly than mere money, the power based reward was giving Legend more options for improvement.
Again, he chose carefully. Power wise, he had always been gifted when it came to raw energy output. So these updates had been focused on something he had struggled with for literally decades.
Control.
Increased ability to multitask, so that he could control more lasers safely. The ability to automatically scale power output based on target... in other words, power enough to stun a brute would no longer accidentally vaporize a normal human, power for burning a minion wouldn't be ignored if a brute jumped in the way, and so forth.
The ability to lock onto a target and auto-guide his beams without concern that it would hit a friend or unrelated object. The ability to automatically find openings for his attacks to go around obstacles to hit a target, or find the least destructive angle of aggression.
Now though, his options were more strange. Convert lasers into other materials? It could be strong, basically turn his beams into machine guns with infinite ammo, but it basically changed his power completely. It would require massive retraining and new tactical options. And would the material fade away? He wouldn't want to litter over a state sized area during a conflict.
Solidify lasers into physical objects? Similar issues, and his boyfriend would insist on using it for kinky things.
So... maybe?
At least it was an optional power setting, not one that fully replaced his ability.
The third options and beyond just made his powers MORE deadly than focused energy attacks already were. Multidimensional Shifting, to hit objects unknown to the normal world. Corrosive effects, causing wounds to fester or shields to corrupt. Bouncing lasers, that didn't lose any energy despite hitting multiple targets... well that seemed dangerous and uncontrolled. Lasers that only damaged clothing? Heh, no.
His eyes drifted back to the laser rope bondage option.
...Well. It wouldn't be a Quest Reward if he always spent it on work related stuff, right?
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Last night was awesome!
Adam had walked into the living room (At least, ONE of the living rooms, Variance Villa was huge) and found that CD and Narwhal were cuddling with blue Simmy (Still nude) on the couch while something was playing on TV (He was distracted).
The couch was full, but the girls had him lay on their laps for the film (No idea which one). While nothing too sexual really occurred, it had been a warm and enjoyable experience, especially once Narwhal started stroking his hair and the other girls tried to 'massage' his 'tired' muscles.
That his body was formed from raw power and magic didn't matter, and he told no one that his body healed so quickly that 'sore' didn't really exist for him anymore.
Massages rocked!
He stretched on the mostly empty couch, then re-wrapped his arms back around Narwhal and tried to go back to sleep.
...No, that was Simmy. The nudity was a big hint.
Whatever, it was too early to freak out about this. Hugs for everyone, and good night.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Dragon sighed as her sister gossiped more about her date last night. Just because she and Colin moved a bit slower in their relationship status didn't mean she would try and drag CD down emotionally now that SHE had romantic options.
Whatever this rectangular love thing was, she was at least having a good time so far.
She reviewed her tasks, CD babbling away as she lounged nude on Dragon's virtual couch. The girl had near zero modesty, but at least her sister made the day feel brighter when around.
Birdcage? Still up and running, the massively secured prison still steady as stone. Some changes had to be made after Dragon was freed from her code shackles, and a lot of flaws in the prison were found and patched, but it was safer today than ever before. Now that she was able to make free decisions, she had even improved the food quality of the place. Morale had actually gone up this month!
Many thousands of Guild operations were plodding along, only thirty three needed escalation to Narwhal's actual attention.
Adam's companies were now fully handled by Sonia, so Dragon was basically checking up on those for no real reason other than curiosity.
The sales numbers for the new Guild Products were not in yet, but the market had reacted VERY favorably to the new computers, materials, and software being offered now that Adam was less terrified of the consequences for standing out. Then again, his display at the docks had been going viral online from the few who recorded it, so even if it WAS easy for people with powers to target him, they would be having second thoughts. Probably.
She paused. Right, where did the Baku Rangers end up? Missy had one, the Pink one. Oh, the White one was now with Panacea, and seemed to enjoy the taste of her whole family based on these images they shared.
Dragon digitally blinked. Why was the Black Baku heading to the American South? Was it after the 'Fallen', the gang focused on worshiping Endbringers? She sent a question off to Adam, that whole group of villains focused on Master abilities mostly. Bakus should be immune to that, right? She sent some messages towards the Black ball of fur as well.
...It was ignoring all her attempts to communicate with it.
Well. Adam's response said it should be fine... right?
With a digital sigh, she assigned a drone to follow the slowly bouncing/floating ball of fur as it meandered toward an incestuous region of the south. This could only end well.
It was technically outside of her jurisdiction anyway, so no one should yell at her when those people bump into a tiny elephant-tiger-thing. Variance may still get blamed though.
Hopefully the others would turn up soon. One, the Red one, was drifting from park to park as it meandered towards Wisconsin, and Ivy said her Green one was hanging around for now.
She sighed as CD started another sub-story about her evening. Siblings were new, but her old relationship with Narwhal helped Dragon adapt some.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Kaiser frowned at his management team. "No."
Brad, partially forming into his 'Hookwolf' battle state, actually growled. "WHY NOT!?" His arm began writhing as metal hooks and shark spikes swirled over the flesh. "That territory was going to be MINE, I had groups ready for deployment months ago!"
James Fliescher, known to most as 'Krieg' snorted. "Think about it Brad, you couldn't push into that territory back when all you had to worry about was Lung. Not for long, anyway."
He ignored his friends rage. "Now that Lung turned into a mountain and a giant elephant popped him, why do you THINK we are going to lay low?"
Kaiser frowned. "Sadly, while that is a factor, the issue is more concerning. For E88 as a whole."
That drew the attention of the group of Nazis.
He extended a metal sword, thin, to point at the white board behind him. "The numbers, remember?"
Kaiser swept from his throne, each step loud in the meeting room. Pacing. "It was bad enough that our departments were losing profit, or that our ongoing conflicts with those lessors and lowers kept costing us time and money. And occasionally personnel, although we have been lucky with retrieval so far."
He held his metal gauntlet up, watching his power redistribute the metal surface. "We were handling that. Setbacks were common but low in damage, and recruitment was high. No, while the evidence that Variance can destroy or capture massive powerhouse parahumans is certainly a negative, the real issue is the 'System' itself."
Brad scoffed. "No real man would stoop to begging some self righteous prick to gain power. None of my people would touch the damn thing."
Kaiser sighed. "And that is the issue. Branches of the Nazi supporting organizations are all pulling away because of widespread push back from formally powerless minorities. And then... the education camps."
More than a few winces hit the room. Even the most die-hard white power supporters were not exactly thrilled at the 'Empowerment Camps' which near-tortured children to get them to gain abilities, then brainwashed them to be weapons for the cause. It was an understood if not widely mentioned threat that stepping too far out of line could have a family member or two sent off for 'training'.
Kaiser nodded. "The whole concept doesn't work when those being 'educated' can suddenly transform into a mound of magma. Or teleport. Two camps had all staff executed, no outsiders even involved."
He pointed roughly at the board. "The numbers are against us, and if we want to continue to support the cause we need to bind together. There will be a series of meetings to hopefully find a solution, but we must end nearly all operations locally and at all external branches. We can't handle being attacked when we are so strained."
The feeling of resentfulness but understanding mostly swept the room, but Brad had always been an emotional man. "But Lung's gone! His people are in shambles, and Oni Lee was captured a few days ago! This could be the only chance to move, before Variance rebuilds and claims even more land!"
Seeing no supporters, his clawed hands gripped his hair. "And what about those filthy Merchants!? Are we even keeping an eye on those drug dealing bastards!?"
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Skidmark jerked, falling from the mound of mechanical parts. "I'm awake!"
His girl ignored him, her hands working inside the massive machine.
Skidmark blinked at the ceiling. Or was it a roof? Life gave hard questions. Absently, he brought up his class, 'Pharmaceutical Manufacturing'. 'Self Medication' was leveling up nicely. He still needed some buzz though. "Baby, you got the good stuff?"
She snorted. "Busy Adam, this is going to be F$#%@#$ amazing!"
He frowned. Her 'Scavenger' class had massively improved the number and quality of parts found for her to tinker with, but it also kept her from being able to party as much. "S^@*, I know baby. I'm going to $#@#@ing get some good stuff from the *#&&$# stash."
Squealer waived him off. Whatever this new machine was, she was dedicated to seeing it completed. Whatever.
He stumbled into the main base, passing the drugged gang members and moving towards the stash. They had to cut down on a lot of gang activities to keep these cool powers, but several members got some abilities to grow the good stuff and process it better, which made everything cheaper. Fewer imports meant cheaper goods and more profits, even with operations at an all time low. Better buzz too.
So yeah, they didn't get to go out and #@$@ stuff up like the old days, but the high was higher and the pains were lower, and the stash kept flowing. Heck, even the bills were no problem for now.
He nearly collapsed into the back room, but things could always be worse.
With less crime, there was much lower chance that he would get caught and be forced to be sober.
He'd shoot up to that.
He blinked at the bartender. Drugtender? "Hey, have you always been a tiny yellow elephant?"
"Squeak?"
Oh, there was the stuff. "Never mind, I'm good."
Now to get back to the tinker lab. Hopefully without falling.
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