No, Khan can be the hero in two separate actions operating at 66% of his max, but he doesn't increase our number of national actions.
DoofQuest- a Disney Villains Victorious CK2-Style Quest
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No, Khan can be the hero in two separate actions operating at 66% of his max, but he doesn't increase our number of national actions.
The potion of haste is an exceedingly powerful tool to use on a maybe.
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I agree. I love the plan, agree with most of it... I'd probably vote for it out of all current plans but I'd rather put the potion towards talking to Trevor
Okay, potion of haste passed to Wendy for Trevor poking and Max is back to playing video-games.
I am intrigued about the possibility of Max shadowing Wasabi, but I don't think that Wasabi's OCD would play well with Max in the same way Russ did.
That's fair.
I just can't vote for a play that examines Doof's mind.
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I think I found a potential compromise for the Dickens voters.
Basically the big issue is we didn't want to give up any of Mirage's personal actions for the dickens. But Super Megamarts v2 is a plan I pretty much agreed with before and it wasn't using the potion for anything. So we could simply use the potion to give Mirage another personal action to hire the dickens so they can do the basic security sweep (stuff like finding & firing employees who leave their password around) and should have a ~50% crit success chance assuming they bring even a weak intrigue unit. Or the seminar to teach our professionals how to be intelligent with security which would make it go from a coin flip to success to a more decent chance of success.
[] Plan Dickens & Megamarts
-[] National Actions:
--[] [Martial] Loan deniable assets (Genghis Khan)
---[] Loan questionable assets
--[] [Diplomacy] Recruit the cream of the crop (Goofy)
--[] [Diplomacy] Establish ties with Magical New York (Kitsune)
--[] [Stewardship] Corporate restructuring (Wasabi)
--[] [Stewardship] Collaborate with Smarty Mart (Roddy Blair)
--[] [Intrigue] Track down Kat: ACME Unlimited (Wile E. Coyote)
--[] [Intrigue] Investigate the theft of the Declaration of Independence (Monogram)
--[] [Intrigue] Hunt for Moles (Tobe)
--[] [Intrigue] Hold a 'Security Seminar' (Dickens: Small)
--[] [Intrigue] Conduct a Security Sweep (Malifishmertz) (-10 from roll from Executive Priorities)
--[] [Learning] Research with the Imagination Institute
---[] Study Doof's Mind (Technor)
--[] [Occult] Form a Coven (Gomez)
-[] The Best Is Yet to Come
--[] Mirage (Leader)
--[] Queen Lizzy
--[] Marco
--[] Mezmerella
-[] Personal Actions:
--[] Mirage:
---[] Keep up with your therapy appointments
---[] Go undercover
---[] Look Into Mr. Incredible's family
---[] Reinforce Kronos Corp contacts
---[] Quest (2 PA)
--[] Dennis the Duck (Train with Maui Mallard)
--[] Norm Prime (Follow Wendy to San Fransokyo)
--[] Max (Help Roddy Blair upgrade Doofenshmirtz Evil Megamarts)
--[] Janna Ordonia (Work for Brocamas)
--[] Jumba (Work with Janus on ???)
--[] Ludivine (Tutor your Coworkers: Gomez)
--[] Janus Lee (Work on ??? with Jumba)
--[] Wendy Wower (Talk to Trevor)
--[] Juniper (Meet your Coworkers: Wasabi)
--[] Tom Lucitor (Rule The Underworld)
-[] Item Assignments:
--[] Ruby Wings: Mezmerella
--[] Potion of Haste (Mirage: Hire the Dickens Detective Agency: small (-2))
I think I found a potential compromise for the Dickens voters.
Basically the big issue is we didn't want to give up any of Mirage's personal actions for the dickens. But Super Megamarts v2 is a plan I pretty much agreed with before and it wasn't using the potion for anything. So we could simply use the potion to give Mirage another personal action to hire the dickens so they can do the basic security sweep (stuff like finding & firing employees who leave their password around) and should have a ~50% crit success chance assuming they bring even a weak intrigue unit. Or the seminar to teach our professionals how to be intelligent with security which would make it go from a coin flip to success to a more decent chance of success.
[] Plan Dickens & Megamarts
-[] National Actions:
--[] [Martial] Loan deniable assets (Genghis Khan)
---[] Loan questionable assets
--[] [Diplomacy] Recruit the cream of the crop (Goofy)
--[] [Diplomacy] Establish ties with Magical New York (Kitsune)
--[] [Stewardship] Corporate restructuring (Wasabi)
--[] [Stewardship] Collaborate with Smarty Mart (Roddy Blair)
--[] [Intrigue] Track down Kat: ACME Unlimited (Wile E. Coyote)
--[] [Intrigue] Investigate the theft of the Declaration of Independence (Monogram)
--[] [Intrigue] Hunt for Moles (Tobe)
--[] [Intrigue] Hold a 'Security Seminar' (Dickens: Small)
--[] [Intrigue] Conduct a Security Sweep (Malifishmertz) (-10 from roll from Executive Priorities)
--[] [Learning] Research with the Imagination Institute
---[] Study Doof's Mind (Technor)
--[] [Occult] Form a Coven (Gomez)
-[] The Best Is Yet to Come
--[] Mirage (Leader)
--[] Queen Lizzy
--[] Marco
--[] Mezmerella
-[] Personal Actions:
--[] Mirage:
---[] Keep up with your therapy appointments
---[] Go undercover
---[] Look Into Mr. Incredible's family
---[] Reinforce Kronos Corp contacts
---[] Quest (2 PA)
--[] Dennis the Duck (Train with Maui Mallard)
--[] Norm Prime (Follow Wendy to San Fransokyo)
--[] Max (Help Roddy Blair upgrade Doofenshmirtz Evil Megamarts)
--[] Janna Ordonia (Work for Brocamas)
--[] Jumba (Work with Janus on ???)
--[] Ludivine (Tutor your Coworkers: Gomez)
--[] Janus Lee (Work on ??? with Jumba)
--[] Wendy Wower (Talk to Trevor)
--[] Juniper (Meet your Coworkers: Wasabi)
--[] Tom Lucitor (Rule The Underworld)
-[] Item Assignments:
--[] Ruby Wings: Mezmerella
--[] Potion of Haste (Mirage: Hire the Dickens Detective Agency: small (-2))
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Admittedly, not doing the ODI saddens me. But this seems to be the best option, overall, this or Executive Mole Hunt
Stratagemini
Totally a Fire Ferret.
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Has my vote.
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KidFromPallet
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I'm down for hiring the Dickens like this, given its a special action we wouldn't be able to take otherwise.
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Nice. I prefer this over my old plan so I'm going to post my "Dickens & Megamarts" plan when the moratorium ends.
The Jackal's Rise, Part 1
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The Jackal's Rise, Part 1
It was different than what he was used to, but he was doing good work, Jackie Oakes mused to himself as he looked over at the two supers fighting in the ring. At the moment, they were simply circling around, with his guy Hotshot just sending probing blasts of ice and fire while the woman, Daggerback, was doing the same with her quills. The arena was a far cry from the more clean and artificial stages he had been accustomed to, far more spacious and natural. There was natural cover, a fake spring, all things that made it a whole different experience from wrestling.
But, well, after that girl and that rat thing had taken his talisman and sent him to jail, his name had been blacklisted from the industry. When, after getting out, he'd tried to turn over a new leaf, tried to be content with just being a manager, he'd gone to Andy, hoping that he'd get a second chance. The man had retired shortly after the whole incident, but he'd gone and tried to see if he'd be willing to take on the mantle of Steel Toe once again. Instead, he'd turned him down, citing that time he'd smashed up him and Marcos, which, well, understandable. (Though he had to say, in his defense, he hadn't been fully in control of himself, and it wasn't much worse than what the two of them did to each other. Heck, that fight had the highest views online of any of their fights, but would Andy listen? Nooo.) Marcos had gotten a new manager too, and had turned him down, so he'd turned to looking at other wrestlers, especially some up and comers.
Yet no matter who he'd turned to, he hadn't been able to get a managing gig. Oh, at first they'd be interested, when he mentioned he'd managed Steel Toe and Pain King and brought them to glory, but it didn't take long after that for them to realize exactly who he was, and turn to other people with less of a history. He had his savings, of course, yet what use was that when he wasn't even doing anything related to the greatest sport of all time? What was he expected to do, just languish in obscurity, being made fun of for his height on the street, doing nothing with his money?
No. He hadn't been able to accept that. And he was right not to, he noted with a certain amount of satisfaction, as the crowd chanted for their favorites. Instead, he had decided to try and look on the shadier side of things. He'd made some contacts on the wrong side of the law when he'd been searching for something, anything to give him a chance on the stage. He had gotten the amulet in the end, for all the good that had done him (though he couldn't help but crave its power even now). And thankfully, when he'd become desperate to be involved with something, those same contacts which had gotten him into this mess had helped him get out of it.
Through them, he'd found F.O.W.L.'s illegal super fights, which at least gave him some of the thrill of wrestling. And here, no one cared about his brief stint as a villain of sorts – hell, it was even a plus to some! More specifically, he'd decided to get his start with the dognose currently fighting in the ring, Hotshot. The kid was apparently an agent of F.O.W.L. who just wanted to make some money on the side, and Jackie was happy to accommodate, especially after just how simple it was to get hired.
"You're the guy who managed Pain King and Steel King, right dude?"
"Yeah, I'm the one who made them great."
"Groovy. Though, uh, you beat them up one time with superpowers?"
"Technically, I suppose that's true, but if youse really look at it, I mean, I just boosted their careers, even if they didn't see it that way, eh?"
"Cosmic. Well then, like, dude, you're hired."
Had he still had his previous pride, he might have been insulted by how little was asked of him; however, he had been desperate to get involved somewhere at the time. And, as it turned out, he'd happened upon a quite decent find. With some polishing, he would be quite impressive. Not in his combat ability, necessarily, Jackie was no personal trainer. He'd never gone into the details of the training of his wrestlers. And if he had no clue how to train those guys, he had even less clue about how to train Hotshot to fight people who shot acid out of their nose or whatever, or even estimate how good Hotshot was.
What he did know how to do, and what Hotshot had turned out to be quite decent at, was how to play to the damn crowd. Sure, in most other audiences he'd have probably been a heel, but in this arena, his competitiveness shone strong. Soon enough he'd taught Hotshot how to have the crowd rooting for him in every fight he was in, like this one right now. Oh, sure, there were chants for Daggerback too, but Hotshot was just so much flashier. While the former attacked quickly and directly, shooting spines and attempting to get into close quarters, Hotshot was releasing gouts of fire and ice which were likely incredibly inefficient – and also, an impressive spectacle. And so the chants went, those of "Dag-ger-back, Dag-ger-back!" drowned out by those of "Hot–shot, Hot–shot!"
And as Jackie sat backstage alongside the other rich folk, up close to the action, he once again felt that warm glow that he'd missed so much, that feeling of knowing that in a roundabout way, that crowd was rooting for him, that they were rooting for his work. It wasn't quite wrestling, the pure experience of watching muscle compete against muscle, but capes certainly made branding easier. He didn't even have to think with these names, and they were really there in the fights, not like that metal toe which never actually did anything.
As he continued to watch the match, Hotshot blasted a spout of fire from his pointed finger, before simply stomping on the ground to summon a wall of ice to block the rain of quills the other woman shot from her arms – Jackie had ended up hiring him a teacher for his cryokinesis when he realized just how bad the kid was with it, but he had made the money back tenfold off some side bets and his cut of Danny's winnings.
However, by that look in the woman's eyes, this didn't look like one of those times where he'd be turning a profit. The porcupine woman, spines sticking out from every part of her body suddenly darted forward with a slash, and the kid just barely managed to dodge enough to get a graze instead of anything deeper. He'd probably need some repairs to his flame covered costume when this was all over. "Damn it, Danny." Jackie groused under his breath. He'd been hoping to try and get some other talent working for him in this ring, create the perception of some real grudge matches, but if Danny didn't win, that'd surely weaken his plan to try and get Bulbox, one of the regular top contenders due to his sheer strength.
As Jackie watched, quill after quill whistled through the air, and although Hotshot was throwing out ice and fire at a high speed, he simply couldn't match the amount of projectiles flying through the air, not without turning his full firepower on the woman and stopping them at the source. And for some reason he wasn't… oh. Oh. Suddenly, a smile crossed Jackie's face, as he flashed back to one of the earliest lessons he'd taught the kid, and realized he might have underestimated just how well Hotshot had taken in his lessons.
"Now remember, Danny, I know it's how you like to fight, but youse can't just go knocking them out in one blow at the very start, kapeesh?"
At the time, Danny had simply tilted his head in confusion. "But... why?"
"You gotta look good for the audience, Danny boy. You don't want to seem too strong."
"That's totally not groovy, dude! I don't want to be just holding back all the time! I want to do my best and actually show my strength!"
Jackie took on a wheedling tone. "Don't think of it as holding back, precisely. Think of it as a… self-imposed challenge, you get me? You're seeing if you can beat your opponents while also making it fun to watch."
"Why should I do it, though? I can win regardless! I could beat my way through most everyone and then show off good against the tough ones! I'm Hotshot, after all!"
"You're trying to make some cash on the side, right?" Jackie asked rhetorically, annoyance beginning to creep into his voice.
"That's right, but what does that have to do with anything? I'll win my prize money either way?"
A vein bulged in his small forehead, and he stepped forward, poking a finger into Danny's stomach, the highest place he could reach. "I am the man who created Pain King and Steel Toe," he began saying in an intense but quiet tone. "You think they got to where they are by being a hundred percent honest all the time? It's all an act, a show, a sham! They made money because fans got invested in their rivalry, even if Pain King lost every time! They got invested because every time it was a dragged out fight where it felt at any moment like Pain King could finally score an upset! That's what makes betting good, and that's what makes people want to buy tickets. And if you sell more tickets, I can negotiate for a higher cut of the profit for both of us. So you're going to sit down, and shut up, and learn when and how to take it easy on an opponent, and when to go hard. Got it?" As he spoke, he could practically feel himself puff up, having a super on the backfoot like this. It was a good feeling.
Danny put his hands up in the air and backed up. "Hey, no need to get your aura so worked up! So sure, sure. I'll listen. I do like money."
"That's what I thought," Jackie said with a smug grin.
"There you go, Danny," he whispered under his breath. More quills were flying at Hotshot, a few more ripping up his carefully tailored costume. Yet now that he was looking for it, he could see how it looked like Danny had taken far more damage than he actually had to the surprisingly skilled porcupine lady. He'd chosen well for this strategy, Jackie had to say. The lady was strong and skilled enough that she wouldn't make him look for a chump for having trouble with her, but had a seemingly weak enough power that it wouldn't have been a good look to beat her too fast. Everyone loves an underdog, even the kind of people who watched underground cage matches.
Nevertheless, to Jackie's practiced eye, Hotshot was clearly setting up for a finishing blow. He'd begun going on the offensive, shooting blasts of fire out of his two pointer fingers (they'd have to work on that, since his ice powers looked more unique than the fire powers which practically were a dime a dozen).
Regardless of how boring they were, the barrage of blasts did its job, forcing the porcupine woman to focus mostly on dodging. Unlike Hotshot, she couldn't block his blasts with her spines, since they just burned right through, so soon enough she was doing nothing but dodging, occasionally trying to send a few quills which were dodged with relative ease.
"Oh, is it getting too hot to handle, Spiny?!" Hotshot taunted.
Still on the run, Daggerback retorted, panting, "Really, heat puns, that's the best you got?"
In response, he simply shot a few blasts of ice which seemingly missed her and faded into the steam, before turning back to fire. "No," he said. "I can also be–"
Dodging every which way, suddenly she turned and found herself facing a wall of ice, created by Hotshot's earlier blasts, and as she saw it, he completed his statement.
"– ice cold." And with that, he blasted her with ice, sticking her against the wall.
The banter wasn't great, but it wasn't like Andy and Marcos had been much better, Jackie considered. Really, the timing had been the most important bit, and he'd pulled it off well.
In particular, he'd pulled it off well enough that the crowd, having been watching with bated breath, broke out into cheers. "Hot-shot, Hot-shot, Hot-shot!" They chant once more, as he walks off the stage, giving a jaunty salute and a few cocky smirks. As Danny made his way backstage, Jackie found his mind turning to the question of how he's going to recruit Bulbox. But right now, he needed to keep his current fighter happy, and for that positive reinforcement would work wonders.
"You did good out there, Hotshot." Jackie said, turning to him. "Excellent work with making it seem convincing, too."
"Thanks, boss. Anything I should work on?" he asked.
The kid had definitely gained some real work ethic, Jackie thought to himself. At the beginning of this, he probably wouldn't have even accepted criticism from him. But now wasn't the time. "Right now is the time for a celebration, Danny. Don't sweat it, we'll go over it tomorrow. Now, celebratory dinner is on me. Where d'you want to go?"
To be continued...
It was different than what he was used to, but he was doing good work, Jackie Oakes mused to himself as he looked over at the two supers fighting in the ring. At the moment, they were simply circling around, with his guy Hotshot just sending probing blasts of ice and fire while the woman, Daggerback, was doing the same with her quills. The arena was a far cry from the more clean and artificial stages he had been accustomed to, far more spacious and natural. There was natural cover, a fake spring, all things that made it a whole different experience from wrestling.
But, well, after that girl and that rat thing had taken his talisman and sent him to jail, his name had been blacklisted from the industry. When, after getting out, he'd tried to turn over a new leaf, tried to be content with just being a manager, he'd gone to Andy, hoping that he'd get a second chance. The man had retired shortly after the whole incident, but he'd gone and tried to see if he'd be willing to take on the mantle of Steel Toe once again. Instead, he'd turned him down, citing that time he'd smashed up him and Marcos, which, well, understandable. (Though he had to say, in his defense, he hadn't been fully in control of himself, and it wasn't much worse than what the two of them did to each other. Heck, that fight had the highest views online of any of their fights, but would Andy listen? Nooo.) Marcos had gotten a new manager too, and had turned him down, so he'd turned to looking at other wrestlers, especially some up and comers.
Yet no matter who he'd turned to, he hadn't been able to get a managing gig. Oh, at first they'd be interested, when he mentioned he'd managed Steel Toe and Pain King and brought them to glory, but it didn't take long after that for them to realize exactly who he was, and turn to other people with less of a history. He had his savings, of course, yet what use was that when he wasn't even doing anything related to the greatest sport of all time? What was he expected to do, just languish in obscurity, being made fun of for his height on the street, doing nothing with his money?
No. He hadn't been able to accept that. And he was right not to, he noted with a certain amount of satisfaction, as the crowd chanted for their favorites. Instead, he had decided to try and look on the shadier side of things. He'd made some contacts on the wrong side of the law when he'd been searching for something, anything to give him a chance on the stage. He had gotten the amulet in the end, for all the good that had done him (though he couldn't help but crave its power even now). And thankfully, when he'd become desperate to be involved with something, those same contacts which had gotten him into this mess had helped him get out of it.
Through them, he'd found F.O.W.L.'s illegal super fights, which at least gave him some of the thrill of wrestling. And here, no one cared about his brief stint as a villain of sorts – hell, it was even a plus to some! More specifically, he'd decided to get his start with the dognose currently fighting in the ring, Hotshot. The kid was apparently an agent of F.O.W.L. who just wanted to make some money on the side, and Jackie was happy to accommodate, especially after just how simple it was to get hired.
"You're the guy who managed Pain King and Steel King, right dude?"
"Yeah, I'm the one who made them great."
"Groovy. Though, uh, you beat them up one time with superpowers?"
"Technically, I suppose that's true, but if youse really look at it, I mean, I just boosted their careers, even if they didn't see it that way, eh?"
"Cosmic. Well then, like, dude, you're hired."
Had he still had his previous pride, he might have been insulted by how little was asked of him; however, he had been desperate to get involved somewhere at the time. And, as it turned out, he'd happened upon a quite decent find. With some polishing, he would be quite impressive. Not in his combat ability, necessarily, Jackie was no personal trainer. He'd never gone into the details of the training of his wrestlers. And if he had no clue how to train those guys, he had even less clue about how to train Hotshot to fight people who shot acid out of their nose or whatever, or even estimate how good Hotshot was.
What he did know how to do, and what Hotshot had turned out to be quite decent at, was how to play to the damn crowd. Sure, in most other audiences he'd have probably been a heel, but in this arena, his competitiveness shone strong. Soon enough he'd taught Hotshot how to have the crowd rooting for him in every fight he was in, like this one right now. Oh, sure, there were chants for Daggerback too, but Hotshot was just so much flashier. While the former attacked quickly and directly, shooting spines and attempting to get into close quarters, Hotshot was releasing gouts of fire and ice which were likely incredibly inefficient – and also, an impressive spectacle. And so the chants went, those of "Dag-ger-back, Dag-ger-back!" drowned out by those of "Hot–shot, Hot–shot!"
And as Jackie sat backstage alongside the other rich folk, up close to the action, he once again felt that warm glow that he'd missed so much, that feeling of knowing that in a roundabout way, that crowd was rooting for him, that they were rooting for his work. It wasn't quite wrestling, the pure experience of watching muscle compete against muscle, but capes certainly made branding easier. He didn't even have to think with these names, and they were really there in the fights, not like that metal toe which never actually did anything.
As he continued to watch the match, Hotshot blasted a spout of fire from his pointed finger, before simply stomping on the ground to summon a wall of ice to block the rain of quills the other woman shot from her arms – Jackie had ended up hiring him a teacher for his cryokinesis when he realized just how bad the kid was with it, but he had made the money back tenfold off some side bets and his cut of Danny's winnings.
However, by that look in the woman's eyes, this didn't look like one of those times where he'd be turning a profit. The porcupine woman, spines sticking out from every part of her body suddenly darted forward with a slash, and the kid just barely managed to dodge enough to get a graze instead of anything deeper. He'd probably need some repairs to his flame covered costume when this was all over. "Damn it, Danny." Jackie groused under his breath. He'd been hoping to try and get some other talent working for him in this ring, create the perception of some real grudge matches, but if Danny didn't win, that'd surely weaken his plan to try and get Bulbox, one of the regular top contenders due to his sheer strength.
As Jackie watched, quill after quill whistled through the air, and although Hotshot was throwing out ice and fire at a high speed, he simply couldn't match the amount of projectiles flying through the air, not without turning his full firepower on the woman and stopping them at the source. And for some reason he wasn't… oh. Oh. Suddenly, a smile crossed Jackie's face, as he flashed back to one of the earliest lessons he'd taught the kid, and realized he might have underestimated just how well Hotshot had taken in his lessons.
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"Now remember, Danny, I know it's how you like to fight, but youse can't just go knocking them out in one blow at the very start, kapeesh?"
At the time, Danny had simply tilted his head in confusion. "But... why?"
"You gotta look good for the audience, Danny boy. You don't want to seem too strong."
"That's totally not groovy, dude! I don't want to be just holding back all the time! I want to do my best and actually show my strength!"
Jackie took on a wheedling tone. "Don't think of it as holding back, precisely. Think of it as a… self-imposed challenge, you get me? You're seeing if you can beat your opponents while also making it fun to watch."
"Why should I do it, though? I can win regardless! I could beat my way through most everyone and then show off good against the tough ones! I'm Hotshot, after all!"
"You're trying to make some cash on the side, right?" Jackie asked rhetorically, annoyance beginning to creep into his voice.
"That's right, but what does that have to do with anything? I'll win my prize money either way?"
A vein bulged in his small forehead, and he stepped forward, poking a finger into Danny's stomach, the highest place he could reach. "I am the man who created Pain King and Steel Toe," he began saying in an intense but quiet tone. "You think they got to where they are by being a hundred percent honest all the time? It's all an act, a show, a sham! They made money because fans got invested in their rivalry, even if Pain King lost every time! They got invested because every time it was a dragged out fight where it felt at any moment like Pain King could finally score an upset! That's what makes betting good, and that's what makes people want to buy tickets. And if you sell more tickets, I can negotiate for a higher cut of the profit for both of us. So you're going to sit down, and shut up, and learn when and how to take it easy on an opponent, and when to go hard. Got it?" As he spoke, he could practically feel himself puff up, having a super on the backfoot like this. It was a good feeling.
Danny put his hands up in the air and backed up. "Hey, no need to get your aura so worked up! So sure, sure. I'll listen. I do like money."
"That's what I thought," Jackie said with a smug grin.
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"There you go, Danny," he whispered under his breath. More quills were flying at Hotshot, a few more ripping up his carefully tailored costume. Yet now that he was looking for it, he could see how it looked like Danny had taken far more damage than he actually had to the surprisingly skilled porcupine lady. He'd chosen well for this strategy, Jackie had to say. The lady was strong and skilled enough that she wouldn't make him look for a chump for having trouble with her, but had a seemingly weak enough power that it wouldn't have been a good look to beat her too fast. Everyone loves an underdog, even the kind of people who watched underground cage matches.
Nevertheless, to Jackie's practiced eye, Hotshot was clearly setting up for a finishing blow. He'd begun going on the offensive, shooting blasts of fire out of his two pointer fingers (they'd have to work on that, since his ice powers looked more unique than the fire powers which practically were a dime a dozen).
Regardless of how boring they were, the barrage of blasts did its job, forcing the porcupine woman to focus mostly on dodging. Unlike Hotshot, she couldn't block his blasts with her spines, since they just burned right through, so soon enough she was doing nothing but dodging, occasionally trying to send a few quills which were dodged with relative ease.
"Oh, is it getting too hot to handle, Spiny?!" Hotshot taunted.
Still on the run, Daggerback retorted, panting, "Really, heat puns, that's the best you got?"
In response, he simply shot a few blasts of ice which seemingly missed her and faded into the steam, before turning back to fire. "No," he said. "I can also be–"
Dodging every which way, suddenly she turned and found herself facing a wall of ice, created by Hotshot's earlier blasts, and as she saw it, he completed his statement.
"– ice cold." And with that, he blasted her with ice, sticking her against the wall.
The banter wasn't great, but it wasn't like Andy and Marcos had been much better, Jackie considered. Really, the timing had been the most important bit, and he'd pulled it off well.
In particular, he'd pulled it off well enough that the crowd, having been watching with bated breath, broke out into cheers. "Hot-shot, Hot-shot, Hot-shot!" They chant once more, as he walks off the stage, giving a jaunty salute and a few cocky smirks. As Danny made his way backstage, Jackie found his mind turning to the question of how he's going to recruit Bulbox. But right now, he needed to keep his current fighter happy, and for that positive reinforcement would work wonders.
"You did good out there, Hotshot." Jackie said, turning to him. "Excellent work with making it seem convincing, too."
"Thanks, boss. Anything I should work on?" he asked.
The kid had definitely gained some real work ethic, Jackie thought to himself. At the beginning of this, he probably wouldn't have even accepted criticism from him. But now wasn't the time. "Right now is the time for a celebration, Danny. Don't sweat it, we'll go over it tomorrow. Now, celebratory dinner is on me. Where d'you want to go?"
To be continued...
This is my first ever omake, and my first ever piece of creative writing, really! Please give me some feedback for the future? Jackie Oakes is from the Kim Possible episode Pain King vs. Cleopatra, Hotshot is from the episode Heavy Mental in Darkwing Duck, and Daggerback is an original character of my own creation.
Also, fun fact, this omake was initially supposed to be about Naughty Kitty stealing a Smilodon from John D. Rockerduck, with Oakes being a guard. Then the backstory kept growing, and I realized I found this trajectory more interesting for him than just being a guard!
Also, fun fact, this omake was initially supposed to be about Naughty Kitty stealing a Smilodon from John D. Rockerduck, with Oakes being a guard. Then the backstory kept growing, and I realized I found this trajectory more interesting for him than just being a guard!
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Maybe after Wasabi toon proofs his workspace.
The idea has merit. But honestly I think Wasabi is too smart for max. He needs to get back to college or something.
Or try with a different mentor.
Y'know, I am now remembering the speech that evil Roddy delivered to Hego and I find myself thinking that Roddy may have the right combination of attitude and experience to give Max some useful life advice.
EDIT: Okay, I am changing Max in my plan to shadowing Roddy. It is not Russ level mentorship, but it should be okay.
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That's... not a bad idea.
Instead of high level scientific work he might enjoy high level blue collar work.
It could let him be more creative and more down to earth.
I'm not sure how Max feels about it but I'm interested in finding out
It made me look for the initial description we got of the guy, back in Poaching Eggheads.
Roddy Blair, King of Lairs
Top of the Line, super-sensible Super-Architect and Stewardship Hero
Pragmatism: Medium
Quirkiness: Low
Instability: Low
Tolerance for Nonsense: High
Blue Collar Wisdom: High
Professional Pride: High
Roddy is grounded, capable of coping with nonsense and even making a living out of it, but he is not directly part of the nonsense. That covers a lot of the preferences we know of Max. I'd say that it lacks the cool factor, but Roddy makes supervillain lairs, so there is also some cool there, even if it is not the suave and sophisticated angle he saw in Russ.
Yeah, I think that Max and Roddy could be compatible.
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Additionally, he has actual experience working in Doofenshmirtz Evil Megamarts, so he might be able to make them more worker friendly.
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And more toon-accessible from both a worker perspective and a customer perspective.
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hang on, isn't this too many intrigue actions? or do the Dickens add another free action?
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[ ] Hire the Dickens Detective Agency
The Dickens are willing to work for you, hooray! Their services don't come cheap, and you'd probably want to be careful about sending them on any 'eeevil' missions. But if you pay them, their expertise will give you a free Intrigue action, and a hero to do it. You're really starting to develop a rapport with them.
They do, the Dickens are basically an extra Intrigue action in exchange for Income with a preset Hero, aka the Dickens
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Ah I see, I was looking at the olivia dickens action from last turn, who is not free.
Basically, two intrigue actions from the usual action economy, one intrigue action from Monogram as a floating hero like LOVEMUFFIN used to be, a national action of a different category turned into intrigue with a -10 thanks to Mirage's trait and a final intrigue action from the Dickens in exchange for $$$.