Darga: A misfit super-team management quest

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Trucker-Quest: Part 4
Stealth Check: 29 v 12 = Success

Thanks to the presence of the chosen one and their companions, staying hidden was somehow way easier than anticipated and soon the armoured vehicle arrived with a 3-Hearts held in stasis, and Keiko vomiting into the sand from the experiencing of stabbing someone for the first time, while 止 patted her on the back to comfort her

The Ultraterrestrial laser incubus was unfrozen, and promptly had his shit beaten in by Aldo, who was happy to do so, his interrogation skills were getting rusty since the 50s so this was some good practice
Joe, Fred, and Keiko were the only ones who looked away, the soldiers had their guns ready incase the stasis thing didn't work or something like that, 止 was doing the aforementioned stasis thing

Do You Get Answers? Check: 11 v 3 = Success
"OKAY OKAY I'll TALK JUST PLEASE STOP STEPPING ON MY TES-"
Aldo slugged him in the face one last time for fun's sake and turned around to face a sickened Joe "He's squealing now, if you feel like he's bullshitting you just say so and I'll go at it again"

Joe kneeled before the agonized entity (Not Jimmy he's still in the truck) "What type of troops do they have?"
"Blurryville Residents, screams can flay people, great speed, strength, and dexterity, my kin the Coloured-Hearts, I'm supposed to be 4-Hearts Pink, my brothers 5-Hearts Yellow and 7-Hearts Blue are the only other ones currently in this plane of reality, when we're killed we return to the form of an egg and require the willing sacrifice of some creatures to appear, the amount of hearts we need to be at full power determines our strength, they've been shooting down your air support, Xarla.... I don't know them personally enough but they can bench press a mile of road"
"Weaknesses"
"Can I at least have some water or som-"
Aldo raised his shoe over you know where
"Blurryville residents are not mentally resilient and can be easily taunted, they're very simple, my brothers and have fast blasts but slow bodies, Xarla's worst fear is obviously the guy in the truck, but aside from that they're a tough fellow! there are you hap-"

He was shut up with a stomp to the head by Aldo
"Welp we've got our info, that incubus was spilling enough to make a river, I thought he'd cough up the guy I threw to the bottom of the Mississippi"
"Only one?" Asked Joe
"Who said I dumped bodies in a single river?'

The plan of attack?

[] Tanks and soldiers will distract the majority of the Blurry-Folk with loud noises and gunfire, Joe and Jimmy will accompany him for protection, Aldo, Keiko, and 止 will go for the Coloured-Hearts so air support have a chance to come in

[] Just charge at the jerks, full speed, do it, I dare you

[] Write-in
 
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[X] Tanks and soldiers will distract the majority of the Blurry-Folk with loud noises and gunfire, Joe and Jimmy will accompany him for protection, Aldo, Keiko, and 止 will go for the Coloured-Hearts so air support have a chance to come in

Don't really have my own strategy idea so just going with this suggestion
 
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Scheduled vote count started by Donald Darf on Jul 18, 2023 at 11:28 PM, finished with 2 posts and 1 votes.

  • [X] Tanks and soldiers will distract the majority of the Blurry-Folk with loud noises and gunfire, Joe and Jimmy will accompany him for protection, Aldo, Keiko, and 止 will go for the Coloured-Hearts so air support have a chance to come in
 
Trucker-Quest: Part 5
The Blurry-Folk watched as multiple shells hit their brethren that were closer to the tank's position and began to charge, falling for the distraction very easily and going for the distant tanks and their accompanying 2 armoured vehicles
"Wait, guys! They don't have a truck with them yet they made it this far! This is obviously a distraction" One of the Coloured-Hearts yelled only stopping a couple Blurry-Folk within earshot and keeping them around, but too little, and faaaaar too late

CRASH SOME CARS INTO AN INCUBUS CHECK: 12 v 10 = Success
You ram through the Blurry-Folk that stayed behind and the incubi they served, crushing them under your tires and doing wheelies in the paste they had become at this moment, Aldo was operating the turret, dispatching any they missed enjoying the feeling of being destined to absolutely beat the asses of these otherworldly beings

Meanwhile Fred, Joe, and Jimmy were charging towards the big bad guy, the main ranged support had been taken down and the troops that stayed in the perimeter around Xarla easily fell before the feeling of burning psychic nails digging into their blurred-brains thanks to Jimmy, who gave a thumbs up since he was finally contributing, occupying his thoughts numbs the pain by a microscopic degree but it's something

Soon they reached it, a throne of concrete and sandsto-

Steel in the engine, oil flowing like the blood of a man, bronze transporting energy throughout the radio, rubber comprising the tires, it is all deconstructed, like a puzzle thrown against the wall, parts separate into chunks separate into pieces separate into atoms
Event-horizon entity approaching
Fate is the only thing keeping the 3 destined ones alive, the hypergeometric hymns of Xarla experiencing momentary slip-ups when attempting to disassemble the ones that would end them, this does not apply to Joe or Jimmy's clothing (They don't get the deluxe protection of fate)
Xarla, black-hole for a heart, pierced by the spear of a doomed roman warrior, skeleton still clinging to the weapon's handle, weeping shiny dust from heaven's bells and timekeeping devices, armour of ever-shifting fool's gold
It had angered the universe, slipped through the gates of heaven like a the vermin it is and stared upon the meaning of life, written on a papyrus scroll made from grass in the hills of a field where gods bleed in penance to reality itself
Reality the absolute, you cannot deny it for you are part of it, Xarla had broken the rules, broken gear, clockwork must work to qualify as such
Fred is here to remove a gear that's out of place, and unlike his ancestor he will not fail his unknown master, he will not fail!
ARM RAISED, THE SINNER COWERS, BUT IN THE END ACCEPTS WHAT MUST COME, AND A FATE GUIDED STRIKE LANDS

Joe and Jimmy just stood there shell-shocked, ears ringing from what just occurred, as was Fred as he held the heart in his hands, all silent, caring very little of the remaining enemy troops being dragged back into the Impossible-Zone via a tear in reality that Fred made during that execution
An armoured vehicle drove to their position, Aldo, Keiko, and 止 hopping out to celebrate, before Keiko and 止 saw the current state of undress among two of the truck-crew, covering their eyes to give them privacy
Aldo's reaction was to take a picture

!Mission Accomplished!
 
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Break Time 1
Joe sat in his office with a new not atomized suit, drinking coffee while deciding what the hell this task force is gonna do while waiting for the next mission
They were gifted a couple medals for their help in the operation, alongside the surviving soldiers, though Joe had to be told that happened, he, Jimmy, and Fred were just blanking out for the last couple hours after the FATE GUIDED STRIKE
But enough about witnessing an otherworldly battle, let's get to business

Choose 4 courses of action for the break

- [] Hire Fred

- [] Feed Xarla's heart to (INSERT OPERATIVE)

- [] Go posting recruitment posters
Probably won't get good recruits, but who knows?

- [] Get Mcdonalds

- [] Check out the local news

- [] Let Aldo guide you guys to one of his hidden gangster caches from over the years

- [] Let Keiko visit her family

- [] Let 止 do some work on the safety procedures and equipment in the facility

- [] Write-In
 
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