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DoofQuest- a Disney Villains Victorious CK2-Style Quest

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TheLurker said:
Now I kinda want to write an omake about one of doof's interns (janna) submitting him to be beatificated as a joke, it actually working, and doof being pissed because it makes it even HARDER to take him seriously as a villain
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Followed by negaverse omakes reacting to the news. Imagine being Doom and trying to ruin the reputation of 'Blessed' Heinz Doofenshmirtz, or Xanatos having to deal with that coming out of left field.
 
Olivebirdy said:
That's not what the QM said. It was said that only on an extremely good roll would Doof be able to get a weakened form of Applied Disorder.

We don't know the DC for a successful tutoring session. We know that the benefits of the tutoring session change depending on the difference in stats, but there is no evidence that the DC changes and that Ludivine can't give Doof another point or two of Learning on a successful roll.
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Hmm. I remembered that quote, but I had believed the reasoning behind that QM decision was that Doof and Ludivine are already fairly equal - both being omnidisciplinarians with nearly identical levels of genius. Was that an incorrect belief? Sincere question there. If you say it is, I'll just accept that answer.

Also, not relevant here since I don't remember Arathnorn and weredrago giving authoritative stances on this conversation, but do always remember to check their posts as well. Any time these conversations start popping up and citing WoG or asking for WoG citations, people always seem to forget to check their posts even though they have given way more authoritative statements (as well as quotes from MiH on Discord) in this quest than MiH themselves.
JowKeen said:
I mean. Have you seen the silly garbage musk and bezos get away with? Or the clown fiesta that is america's aristocratic class?

We actually aren't that far out from being realistic
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I am very much aware, yes. I am highly involved in politics, and that's not really something that isn't immediately prevalent even barely paying attention to MNC's - especially in the United States. Power tends to breed megalomania, while general research shows that being so powerful and above consequences as many major CEOs are tends to decay the part of your brain dedicated to empathy and general understanding of others on an equal level. I wouldn't exactly be vaguely anti-capitalist philosophically if I was of the opinion that being a CEO tends to make one a humane and gentle person :V

The difference is still very much necessary for when you are talking about "realistic" succession for a normal company versus Doof's Emperor Norton cosplay. Companies and most CEOs - Musk being a bit of an exception given that he is one of those Silicon Valley techno-idealists that sacrifice everything (including rights and a lot of money) to try to make wunderwaffes real - are heavily profit-oriented and trend towards successors whom will further that profit. The idea for picking CEOs in companies isn't just "looks" - but rather a history of success in finances and an apparent ability to bring further profits to the company (regardless of how true or replicatable it is). Michael Eisner, for example, was brought in to Disney because of his apparent great work at helping run Paramount Studios previously. Disney believed that Eisner was the guy they needed to revive the company and prevent hostile takeovers - as had been happening against Disney a lot in the 80s. There is no doubt some degree of nepotism and cronyism that goes around when choosing successors - and a lot of it can be tracked - but the profit-motive is always the #1 priority.

The lack of a profit motive as Doof has (evidenced by his apparent lack of care for proper funding for years on end and general high ambitions for sovereignty) would greatly influence his choice of successor to be a bit more chaotic than those who view DEI as a company would expect. Personal relations and legacies would play in a lot more heavily than necessarily happens in company selections.
 
PyrrosWarrior said:
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agree. I just also think that despite the profit motive the process of figuring out who is good at profit motive is actually so severely flawed as to be nearly indistinguishable from "we pick him on looks and record (regardless of what that record is)"

incompetence breeds success or something? something something stonks
 
JowKeen said:
agree. I just also think that despite the profit motive the process of figuring out who is good at profit motive is actually so severely flawed as to be nearly indistinguishable from "we pick him on looks and record (regardless of what that record is)"

incompetence breeds success or something? something something stonks
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The profit motive is clearly flawed when you have people like Trump who still gets picked for things despite going bankrupt and murdering his company to further himself seven times.
 
sunsunsunsunsun said:
The profit motive is clearly flawed when you have people like Trump who still gets picked for things despite going bankrupt and murdering his company to further himself seven times.
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OKAY, cutting this off now! You're starting to bring politics into the thread, and that's a big no-no! Please change the subject before the wrath of the mods is brought upon us.
 
sunsunsunsunsun said:
The profit motive is clearly flawed when you have people like Trump who still gets picked for things despite going bankrupt and murdering his company to further himself seven times.
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Trump inherited his wealth. He doesn't get picked, but rather his companies are privately held instead of publicly held. There is no one to "pick." Furthermore, there is a profit motive at play because literally the only worth to any of his holdings is his name-brand, which has been gradually falling in to obscurity for over a decade before he ran again for president in 2016.

Edit: Apologies manga. Will stop.
 
PyrrosWarrior said:
Trump inherited his wealth. He doesn't get picked, but rather his companies are privately held instead of publicly held. There is no one to "pick." Furthermore, there is a profit motive at play because literally the only worth to any of his holdings is his name-brand, which has been gradually falling in to obscurity for over a decade before he ran again for president in 2016.

Edit: Apologies manga. Will stop.
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What did I just say?! Did I stutter? Cut it out! You want to rant about politics, do it somewhere else!
 
mangawriter77 said:
What did I just say?! Did I stutter? Cut it out! You want to rant about politics, do it somewhere else!
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Dude, just stop. Look at both the times I posted AND the edit I have in that very post. You posted around the exact time I posted! You don't get to yell at me for an honest mistake like that. That's just rude.

Also, I didn't make it political. I kept it completely on the topic of specifically being about the profit motive thing that was previously being talked about by explaining that Trump didn't get chosen because his companies are privately held, and thus not beholden to a board or approval like most companies.
 
PyrrosWarrior said:
Dude, just stop. Look at both the times I posted AND the edit I have in that very post. You posted around the exact time I posted! You don't get to yell at me for an honest mistake like that. That's just rude.

Also, I didn't make it political. I kept it completely on the topic of specifically being about the profit motive thing that was previously being talked about by explaining that Trump didn't get chosen because his companies are privately held, and thus not beholden to a board or approval like most companies.
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My bad. That's on me. I've been coming off a high since I found out the election results and reacted prematurely. Let's just change the subject back to DoofQuest and move on
 
Adhoc vote count started by Shade31415 on Nov 7, 2020 at 4:18 PM, finished with 182 posts and 49 votes.
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Well, I guess we're going the spy route unless vote swings
 
PyrrosWarrior said:
Hmm. I remembered that quote, but I had believed the reasoning behind that QM decision was that Doof and Ludivine are already fairly equal - both being omnidisciplinarians with nearly identical levels of genius. Was that an incorrect belief? Sincere question there. If you say it is, I'll just accept that answer.
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I'm not going to say it's an incorrect belief, but there's no evidence to support it. For whatever reason, Ludivine is unable to give her full Applied Disorder bonus to Doof.
 
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So, since it kooks like we're going with stealth at the moment, does anyone else think we should try to remain...off the magical radar, I guess? Basically, I'm talking about keeping the magic in reserve until absolutely necessary in the hopes of potentially surprising any enemies and keeping Janna off the "potential threat" radar for Toffee. We admittedly don't know how far his information networks spread, so I'm hoping to keep Janna's actual magical knowledge and ability on a need to know basis, and we and very close allies are the only ones who need to know.
 
ReaperofInterest said:
So, since it kooks like we're going with stealth at the moment, does anyone else think we should try to remain...off the magical radar, I guess? Basically, I'm talking about keeping the magic in reserve until absolutely necessary in the hopes of potentially surprising any enemies and keeping Janna off the "potential threat" radar for Toffee. We admittedly don't know how far his information networks spread, so I'm hoping to keep Janna's actual magical knowledge and ability on a need to know basis, and we and very close allies are the only ones who need to know.
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That was the idea behind not identifying herself at the auction. I see no reason to change that policy.
 
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Crisis: Twelfth Night- Prime
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    DC 70 needed: 48+22+17=87
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    "Follow me." Janna said, jerking her head and then turning back around the corner. Ten seconds later she was up the drain pipe, on the roof, and pulling out the bolt cutters. Lizzy climbed up the fire escape without complaint, and Tom simply hovered after her. By the time they got up there the roof door was already opening and Janna was waving them inside.

    "All right, we start in the center of the building, head north, then work our way around clockwise."

    "What?" Tom asked.

    "Dude, I'm infiltrating a mob front, let me have this."

    Janna ducked into the back offices with the skill of long practice, rifling through cupboards, scanning files, and stealing someone's coffee off the counter. "All right let's see… money laundering evidence, racketeering profits are up in Hell's Kitchen… oh hey, that's a pretty good spice blend for chicken parm." Janna pocketed the notecard. "Aargh, I'm not seeing anything good out in the open, and we don't have time to crack the safe."

    "I could melt it?" Tom suggested.

    "Nah we can't jump to arson yet, we might be here a while. C'mon, let's see if we can eavesdrop on some of the grunts."

    Quietly, Janna and friends slipped out of the back, glancing carefully around the 'private' dining area.

    "All right, listen for anything that might be about Marco. He goes by 'Cazador' apparently, so-"

    "Is that him?" Lizzy asked, pointing at a young man in a red hoodie sitting alone at a corner table.

    Janna's mouth dropped open. He was taller, and considerably more toned than Janna remembered him, but that was Marco.

    "He looks like he's trying to be Aragorn." Lizzy gave by way of explanation.

    Tom smiled. "Yep, that's Marc-ah!" he yelled as Janna yanked him down behind a table.

    "Ow- what gives Janna?! He's right there!"

    "Shhh!" Janna whispered. "I've waited like four years for this. I'm gonna do it right."

    ---

    The mercenary who liked to call himself Cazador, and who had somehow convinced other people to go along with it, leaned back in his booth. He was annoyed. Marco was annoyed because of his prospective employer, which was a fairly common state of affairs. When the notorious mercenary Cazador said he 'had standards', a lot of people didn't believe him. He could not count the number of petty mob bosses who thought they could just wave a few dollars in front of his face and watch him fall in line. He needed money, but not that badly. But what made him annoyed tonight was that this time he had to at least pretend to go along with it. A good reason still didn't make up for-

    Marco blinked, snapping out of his internal whinging. Things were quiet. Too quiet. Something was wrong.

    The figure appeared in his line of sight without appearing to come from anywhere in particular. That wasn't a good sign. Neither was the giant ornate staff in their right hand. Probably should have picked up on that first.

    Marco stood up, shifting into a combat stance almost without thinking. As he did, an enormous, shaggy monstrosity rounded the corner to sit at its master's side- it looked like a monkey, or a horse, or a bat, or like someone had thrown all three together into a blender for fun. It bared its teeth.

    Marco narrowed his eyes, looking over the blue hood that shrouded the figure in front of him in mystery. "Are you one of Horvath's? Pandarus? Did Tony finally put money where his mouth is and get himself a pet wizard?" The figure said nothing but, after a moment, began to walk forward. As it did, twin lines of fire burned themselves into the linoleum before them. Marco readied himself for a fight. His eyes narrowed. "Who are you?"

    Marco got the sense the figure was smiling at him. Slowly, it reached up and removed the hood.

    "Hey dude."

    "Janna?!?!?!" Marco yelled, all dignity gone, stumbling back into his seat.

    "Sup." She replied, as Tom and Lizzy rounded the corner. Tom looked at the fire he'd conjured before shrugging.

    "Wh-what are you doing here?"

    "Besides stealing your wallet?" Janna asked casually. "Just checking in."

    "Checking in?"

    "Yeah, you know, just wanted to see how you've been doing over the past three or four years. Haven't heard from you since the whole 'our best friend is now a fugitive' thing."

    Marco frowned grimly. "Janna, this is really serious. I can't just stop by Echo Creek whenever I want! I barely visit my parents! It's incredibly dangerous. If I'm seen with you, it could end up putting you in danger."

    Janna punched Marco in the jaw.

    "Ow! Janna what the heck?!?!" Marco said, rubbing his chin.

    "Do I look like I can't handle myself?!?" Janna demanded.

    Marco looked to the side. "Tom back me up here."

    Tom shook his head.

    Marco grimaced and continued. "I mean four years ago you didn't have a magic stick and a big monster-"

    "Four years!" Janna screamed. "Four years, and I didn't know if you were alive, or dead, or rotting in the Lizard's dungeon with your arms chopped off. Four years my friends were in trouble and I had to sit in a classroom for most of them pretending nothing was wrong!"

    A pair of mobsters peeked into the room curiously. Lizzy shook her head at them.

    "You have no idea how many nights I stayed up wondering just what the hell was out there and thinking there was nothing I could do to stop it. I moved five states, started working for a crazy scientist, made friends with multiple psychopaths, found a magic goose stick-"

    "Hey." Feldrake said.

    "Learned dark magic, summoned a dead queen, discovered a lost species, killed three witches seventeen times in a row, and managed to team up with Tom, who, side note, was easier to find than you, despite living in literally hell!"

    "Please leave me out of this."

    Janna blinked desperately as tears gathered in her eyes. "And you, Marco Ubaldo Diaz, are going to beg for forgiveness, tell me everything you know about where Star is, and never leave my field of vision again!"

    Marco stared, dumbfounded. "Janna, I… I'm sorry." He blinked a few times, trying to put fitful thoughts into words. "I had no idea this would hit you so hard! I didn't mean to lock you out of this! I didn't… I just never realized that you… cared."

    The fight left Janna immediately. She made a noise that sounded halfway between a cough and a snort. "Of course. Of course!" she said, grinning slightly manically and running her fingers down her face. "Why would you have? Janna the prankster, Janna the weirdo, Janna the slackoff. Of course my last four years of misery are because I couldn't manage to take something seriously for twelve seconds."

    "Janna… listen." Marco said, opening his arms. "I shouldn't have left you behind. I'm sorry. You've definitely proved yourself capable of helping."

    Lizzy glared at him.

    "N-not that you needed to!" he amended quickly. "Look. Star's your friend too. We can do this together. Ok?"

    Janna slammed into Marco. It took him a few seconds to realize he wasn't being strangled, and that she was in fact crushing him in a hug.

    "Never do that again, ok?" Janna asked.

    "Yeah." Marco nodded. "Yeah ok."

    Tom sighed in relief.

    "Oh, and Marco?" Janna asked.

    "Yeah?"

    "'I'm Cazador'?" She asked wryly. "Really? You dork."

    "Look, I didn't notice it was an anagram I swear!" Marco replied frantically. "I realized later and just sorta went with it."

    "That makes it even dorkier."

    Tom's eyes lit up. "Ooooooooh. Marco Diaz I'm Cazador! I never noticed that! Huh!"

    Lizzy stared at him.

    "Okay okay." Janna said. "Focus. We need to work together if we're gonna find Star."
    "We might find her sooner than you think." Marco said. "I haven't been running around the last few years doing nothing. I have a network. Some friends tipped me off that someone with heart cheeks was in New York recently."

    "She's here?!?" Janna demanded. "What are we waiting for?!?"

    "Look, we'll go in just a second, ok? I need to blow off Dracon first."

    "So you're not actually working for the mob then?" Lizzy asked.

    "Oh, no. It's just a smokescreen. I need the underworld to have an answer to the question 'why was Cazador in New York on Christmas?' Also hey, we haven't been introduced have we?" Marco asked convivially. "I'm Marco, you're Janna's friend?"

    "Yes."

    "..."

    Lizzy seemed to sense that something more was required of her. "I'm Lizzy. I like ants."

    "...cool."

    ---

    It was a few minutes later that two of the Dracon mob's enforcers came back to tell 'Cazador' that his employer was ready to speak with him. The smouldering linoleum and the fact that the mercenary had apparently gained a trio of spooky looking associates certainly concerned them, but the appearance of an enormous monster working his blissful way through three extra large pepperoni pizzas made them decide to shut their mouths and lead the party on.

    "You guys can relax." Marco said, following the thugs confidently. "We'll be in and out in twenty minutes, tops. I know how to deal with these guys."

    "He's in here." One nameless thug said, pointing to a simple metal door opening into a darkened meeting room.

    "Please, come in." a voice called from inside.

    The party stepped through the door.

    Marco stared.

    Janna's mouth dropped open.

    "Well." David Xanatos said, looking over Janna and her friends. "This does change a few things."
     
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