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FATHER QUEST - A Cartoon Network: Villains Victorious CK2-Style Quest Cross Over

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Shadow-86 said:
Question but what's stopping us from getting both Occult heroes?
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They really don't like each other. Which will probably mean we can only get one or the other or they'll get maluses on rolls and loyalty if we hire both.
HellaCooltricks said:
But to your surprise, two men show up! You definitely see that these two mean business. Problem is, they don't seem willing to work with each other. Well, at least you got that impression from their small talk in the lobby.

"So, I see you enjoy more… morbid forms of adornment?" the man who insisted on being called Doctor Orpheus said.

"And it seems you enjoy wearing a bathrobe in public," the man with a tattooed skull-face snapped back.
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Lifeandlice said:
If we get smart Izzy than alongside a talk show with Father (I liked that idea. Set it in a low light room, crackling fire and comfortable chairs and all.) we could have a myth busters style science show. She's probably charismatic and crazy enough to head such a show.
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Speaking of Mythbusters, they once did an episode on propane tank explosions following a James Bond film where he used his 9 millimeter to blow up a 100lb tank to distract a bunch of armed goons and run off. 9mm didn't pierce, IRL, shotgun pierced one side and dented the other, and a 30 aught 6 will go all the way through. However, even tracer rounds won't set off an actual explosion. For that, you need to 'kickstart' it with another explosive, though it only really needs to pierce the tank. Based on Buster, 20 feet away is reasonably safe, as while he was in the flames for a second, he didn't seem particularly charred. I thought it might be relevant, given Hank.
 
ilbgar123 said:
Speaking of Mythbusters, they once did an episode on propane tank explosions following a James Bond film where he used his 9 millimeter to blow up a 100lb tank to distract a bunch of armed goons and run off. 9mm didn't pierce, IRL, shotgun pierced one side and dented the other, and a 30 aught 6 will go all the way through. However, even tracer rounds won't set off an actual explosion. For that, you need to 'kickstart' it with another explosive, though it only really needs to pierce the tank. Based on Buster, 20 feet away is reasonably safe, as while he was in the flames for a second, he didn't seem particularly charred. I thought it might be relevant, given Hank.
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Pretty neat, and a double tie in. Luckily it's irrelevant to us as things stand.

Toiletnator has...different skills (though I'm his defense ones that could be pretty significant if pushed correctly). Hank is not a combat unit unless we can convince him to put on a propane powered mech with flame throwers ala Iron Man Mark 1 and become the Pro-Pain Nightmare. And Father does not lack for fire power and thus has little use for propane explosions.

...man I want to see Pro-Pain Nightmare turn up the heat on our competition. It'd be amazing to see him get all fired up while battling people that use charcoal. Bobby could be his sidekick while not at school. Though we'd have to be careful they don't get caught by the law or Bobby might end up an accessory...

'Pro-Pain and Pro-Pain Accessory'
 
Think he could wear rounded ceramic plate armor? Course, rough TP on his wrist for his usual wrap sure but the armor gives him some staying power. Not sure his weapon situation could be improved much unless we get into chemical weapons...which certainly is one helluva choice to make for a variety of reasons.

Edit: image for what Tolitenator could become, behold!
 
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Lifeandlice said:
Think he could wear rounded ceramic plate armor? Course, rough TP on his wrist for his usual wrap sure but the armor gives him some staying power. Not sure his weapon situation could be improved much unless we get into chemical weapons...which certainly is one helluva choice to make for a variety of reasons.

Edit: image for what Tolitenator could become, behold!
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Not sure how he'll fit in a toilet in order to get around places, but I could see this as a mech if Father is in a good mood.
Koguyra said:
As long as we don't unleash a Captain Underpants-esque Evil Man Eating Toilet Army onto the unsuspecting masses.
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I want to say that's impossible..but it's CN..at least he'll be happy to fight an enemy he'll do somewhat well against.
 
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Canon Omakes: Life Without a Purpose
  • Sidestory
    • Life Without a Purpose
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    Brick was stuck in a funk. Looking just a bit dour as he sat atop one of the tall towers of Townsville; corrupt now with villainy as it was, usually the streets were empty as The Gangreen Gang patrolled the area, heckling and harassing anyone in sight. It wasn't as bad as the Congo's where Brick's dad ruled with a relatively gentle approach (sans the homosapien based slavery conducted there) and the apes there were a sight to behold in their society; but a society based on outdated and primal instincts that many of the intelligent apes in the area operated by still led to a variety of different issues and civil disputes even after Mojo had consolidated his rule and got rid of the more outspoken aggressors and belligerent opposition.


    With super vision that allowed him to view the city with the acuity of a bird of prey, Brick watched as a man got pushed around by a few gang members, faces painted green in stark difference to the natural shade of puke green that colored the real Gangreen family. Ace was the only one worth remembering as far as Brick was concerned; he was both the leader, and had gained some attention during a short stint spent as a bassist for some band - that hadn't lasted long, but boy did the guy like to brag about it whenever he could.


    "Gonna do somethin' about it?"


    Brick didn't react much beyond a grunt at the intrusive voice, gruff and taunting. With a sigh, Butch passed Brick, sidestepping him and stepping onto air where he hovered casually, making a one-eighty to face his brother.


    "You're always so moody lately, never wanna have any fun." Butch said with some distaste, rolling his eyes, while Brick let loose a huff of air from his lips. "Like, either go help beat up the one dude, or just wreck the shit outta that loser green bean - nobody here's gonna stop you, just do something though, stop sulking!" Butch's voice had slowly climbed to exasperation as he threw his hands up at the end.


    "What for? Nobody ever comes to do anything about it anymore. And if that guy didn't want his ass beat, he shoulda been smart enough to not wander the streets alone. It ain't my job to keep him from making bad life choices."


    "So instead you're gonna sit here and be angsty?"


    Butch's description had Brick feeling just a flare of anger before he tempered it down, letting out another breath before responding with a shrug.


    Narrowing his eyes, Butch clenched his fists, and for a moment Brick thought (hoped) that his brother might swing at him. Instead, he just shook his head. In a flash of green light, Butch was gone, and the spot where the gang member had been beating down on a defenseless civilian, was a a small crater with the now unconscious green painted thug. For fairness' sake, Butch gave a solid kick to the stomach of the other man, letting out a loogie as the man cried out in pain, landing it square on his forehead.


    With a malicious type of look, Butch turned to meet eyes with his brother, raising a brow and smirking wildly, raising his fist, tongue darting out to pick up a spot of blood from his knuckles. Brick could pick up his whispered words with his Chemical X enhanced hearing.


    "I don't feel bored Brick."


    Point made, the most reckless of the Rowdyruff Boys flew off, the ground shattering beneath his feet in a needless show of destruction that fit the teen well. Even with the dramatic theatrics done, Brick could barely muster up the ability to be annoyed with his sibling, instead leaning back in his spot, looking to the sky and dredging up the memory of a trio of colors; pink, blue and green, shooting off through the air. That sparks the first real thrill through Brick that he's managed in the last few weeks, a feeling immediately followed by melancholy and disappointment.


    With a groan, Brick collapsed back, running a hand over his face, feeling the nose that had grown on his face with puberty. The facial features and appendages that had sprouted on his hands and feet were new additions that made him feel more human; Chemical X may have made he and his brothers mutants in all respects, but somehow they were still 'human' in some capacity, judging by his bodies desire to match the lower lifeforms that he looked so alike.


    Brick had the ability to admit to himself that he was bored. Being a superior being that could curbstomp most all things in existence lent to a sort of desire for a challenge. It was a feeling that Butch didn't share, caring more about dominating others and feeling like the strongest one in a room, and a feeling Boomer didn't have the wherewithal to think about, content with his own existence, occupying his own time with meaningless hobbies or jobs from either of his 'parents'. It left Brick in an existential crisis he couldn't even share with his simpler siblings.


    That feeling of discontent and inability to find something to fill that little hole in his motivation made Brick tired, ready to sleep and hope that maybe when he woke up, there'd be a trio of colors ready to match wits and fists with him; it was a feeling Brick felt a good degree of self-loathing for, and one he was self aware enough to realize was absolutely true.


    The ginger haired super being cursed himself. Cursed his brothers, cursed HIM, cursed Mojo Jojo. More than anyone else, Brick cursed the Powerpuff Girls for losing.


    Sitting up, Brick shook his head, slamming a fist down at his side, the building beneath him wavering and shaking at the attack. Pushing off from the building, he enjoyed freefall for a moment, before pulsing forward, body shooting out in a beam of red light as he disappeared into the skies at speeds faster than the human eye could track.


    Brick had no clue where he was going, no idea of what he wanted, but there was a thought in his mind that had stuck, and one he couldn't shake.


    'I don't want to feel this way anymore.'

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    A/N

    I was struggling to come up with a solid plot for the Rowdyruff Boys, and decided to give focus on Brick since he's a poormans reflection of Blossom, and she's my absolute favorite of the trio.

    I tried to keep things relatively true to the established canon, but how close I can't gauge given our limited view on the setting so far.
     
  • Sidestory
    • I'm percolating a omake series set in the unknown, about the people who end up falling into it and how they manage to find shelter from the beast, does anyone have any cool ideas for characters that live near a forest that's thick enough to get lost in that might be good fits

    Some of my ideas were:
    One of the students from elmore gets lost on this years field trip to the campsite near the spooky monster filled forest, ends up in a completely different kind of danger
    One of the 3 bears from we bear bears wanders off one day and disappears
    Chester from kids next door finally gets his comeuppance and must learn his lesson or be taken by the beast, im thinking he ends up at the inn where you go by your title
    Someone from camp lazlo, not sure on that one yet
     
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    Omake: Tales from the Unknown Vol 1: The Ghost of the Gourds
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    • Tales from the Unknown Vol 1: The Ghost of the Gourds


    View: https://youtu.be/ikuY5WriS_A

    Somewhere, lost in the clouded annals of history, lies a place that few have seen—a mysterious place, called the Unknown—where long forgotten stories are revealed to those who travel through the wood…

    But nowadays, things can end up forgotten far before their time. So these are the stories of those who need remembering…


    Carrie was lost.


    And not in the metaphorical sense she had been in for so long, since Darwin and Gumball moved away last year after their parents got divorced and things in Elmore started to get… weirder than usual.

    No, she was actually lost. As in, lost in the woods.

    The annual trip to Elmore Park with the school had been going on, and Carrie was too busy brooding to notice she was floating in the wrong direction from the class, and ended up accidentally entering the Forest of Doom.

    But something was wrong. And by that something was more wrong than usual.

    She hadn't run into a single monster.

    And the trees were all wrong, there wasn't a single pine tree in sight. The forest had completely changed from Coniferous to Deciduous.

    The tree's reached over the small path she was on, seemingly grasping for her, and a pair of squirrels ran past, staring at her as they went.

    Being a ghost, normally the freaky imagery wouldn't have even had much of an effect on her, but there was something about the area that felt… wrong.

    An owl suddenly hooting overhead caused her to float upward in shock, before she shook it off.

    "What's wrong with you Carrie? You've dealt with much worse" she thought to herself, and she began to float down the path, hoping to find the way out.


    It had been who knows how long since she had wound up in this forest, and Carrie was beginning to get worried. The light level hadn't changed even though it felt like she had been floating along for hours, and it felt like she was being watched from all sides by some unseen force.

    She could have sworn she heard singing a few times, but she never followed it, because it sounded… off. Like it was more a threat than anything else.

    She was beginning to think she would never find her way out, but all of a sudden, she heard a much less ominous musical sound. The sound of a group of people singing in the distance.


    View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QlnFdxaO8Gs


    Hoping she could find help and get someone to call the school to come get her, she sped up and flew towards the sound, breaking out of the tree line and entering what looked like a field of corn and pumpkins.

    In the distance, she spotted some pumpkin people dancing around what looked like a combo maypole - statue, with a pumpkin head on top.

    Now, she would normally have avoided what looked like an obvious cult, but her desperation to find a way out of the woods overrode her better judgment and pushed her to approach.

    As she did, she called out to them.

    "Hey, do any of you weirdos know where I can find a phone? I got lost in the woods and I really need to call Ms. Simian!"

    The pumpkin freaks turned to look at her, and one walked up and addressed her.

    "Another new person in town? We've been getting an influx of new residents recently after that boy left with his brother. If you need help, you better talk to Enoch, he explains what's happening to all newcomers"

    Carrie flipped her hair, eyeing the man suspiciously. Being near him felt… weird. Closer to being with another ghost than one of the people she lived in Elmore with.

    "Really? Well where is this 'Eno-'" she starts to say, before jumping in fear when what looked like a statue bends over and looks her in the eyes.


    "Hello there child, I'm sorry to say you are more lost than you could possibly know."


    Allow me to start out spoopy month with an appropriate omake. The Unknown has spread to every forest in the states. Beware getting lost in the woods, for lost souls have to worry about a lot more than wolves in these troubled times
     
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  • Apocrypha
    • Input is welcome, cause this might be a continuous thing I do. The unknown has a lot of stories that could be written so I want to nail down the tone before barreling forward towards spooky domination
     
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