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Lex Sedet In Vertice: A Supervillain in the DCU CK2 quest

What sort of tone should I shoot for with this Quest?

  • Go as crack fueled as you can we want Ambush Bug, Snowflame and Duckseid

    Votes: 30 7.7%

  • Go for something silly but keep a little bit of reason

    Votes: 31 7.9%

  • Adam West Camp

    Votes: 27 6.9%

  • Balanced as all things should be

    Votes: 195 50.0%

  • Mostly serious but not self-involvedly so

    Votes: 73 18.7%

  • Dark and brooding but with light at the end of the tunnel

    Votes: 12 3.1%

  • We're evil and we don't want anyone to be happy

    Votes: 22 5.6%
  • Total voters
    390
  • Poll closed .
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Negation said:
The lead lined walls are lawsuits waiting to happen for lead poisoning. We market them as bespoke rennovations. This way, we will know who are the real crime bosses or spies in Metropolis.
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Lead poisoning requires lead used in particulate form, organic form or salt form. Unless your walls are used to hold potable water or food, its fine.
 
[X] [Plan] Infiltrate the base

[X] [Win] Iron Mask
[X] [Win] Satana
[X] [Win] Tiger Moth
[X] [Win] Charlatan

DrunkenDiogenes said:
can we create fake documents that show that some unknown individual is trying to assasinate General ? Perhaps fake audio from listening device ? that way if caught we can just claim we wanted to warn the general without increasing tensions, since Markovia is currently just waiting for someone to ignite via match.
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These sound like needlessly complicated plans and/or plans that we can't accomplish in the field with just five guys to help us.

Also, note that Karnz and his troops appear to be personally loyal to Baron Bedlam, who is a rival for the monarchy's power. Generic "tensions" aren't the issue here; now that we're on the ground we need to think in terms of the actions and interests of specific factions.

In practice, Markovia exploding into civil war wouldn't necessarily be such a bad thing for us except insofar as there's a risk Whisper would simply pack up and leave the country immediately.
 
[X] [Plan] Infiltrate the base

[X] [Win] The Carnivore
[X] [Win] Tiger Moth
[X] [Win] Iron Mask
[X] [Win] Charlatan
 
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Sorry I haven't responded in a while today was hectic and weird (I ended up having dinner with someone who revealed that he was convinced he was the son of God and that he was going to save the world by fixing America and then spreading it across the world). I'll respond to some stuff and hope to get the update up tomorrow.
DrunkenDiogenes said:
can we create fake documents that show that some unknown individual is trying to assasinate General ? Perhaps fake audio from listening device ? that way if caught we can just claim we wanted to warn the general without increasing tensions, since Markovia is currently just waiting for someone to ignite via match.
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No you cannot. You have no way to realistically create this and no channel for others in Markovia to receive it in time for it to do something and to believe it. This plan is not at all viable and would swiftly harm your standing if implemented.
 
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The Metropolitan Clan Ch.17
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    • The Metropolitan Clan, Ch. 17​

    Hampton Roads, Virginia
    CSS Virginia
    March 8, 7:00 p.m.

    The shattering eruption of shells punching through the Virginia's slanted iron plates and the feet of timber beneath left the Confederate crew stunned for long moments. Great, jagged splinters, feet in length, flew out of the hull, as they'd done as any ship of wood struck by gunfire since the days of John of Austria and Francis Drake. Here, they were worse- the Thunderer's shells were as heavy as a grown man, and driven by explosions as fierce as the heavy breeches of the Dahlgren gun could withstand.

    An imperceptible split second later, one of the Luthor shells exploded. Not harmlessly against the formerly impenetrable armor of their mighty ship, as dozens of shells had done before, but inside the great open space of the gun deck. The cast iron shattered, spraying fragments and fire and death just as terrible as what had come flying into the ship from the point of impact. The second shell buried itself in the timbers of the far side, dimpling the ironclad's armor plates outward as its friction fuze shattered uselessly.

    But one explosion had been quite enough. The crew of one of the nine-inch Dahlgrens amidships fell, many of them not even having time to scream before they died, dropping the solid iron shot they'd been loading. It rolled across the deck. Several others were killed, and dozens cried out with various minor or major wounds.

    And Catesby Jones, the son of Roger, who had moments earlier strode manfully along the gundeck shouting encouragement to his sailors and gunners, fell wordlessly to the timbers, the top of his head crushed into gory ruin by a two-pound mass of flying iron.


    "Ironclads in Action said:
    Chapter 1:

    The Thunderer and the Merrimac

    1861 to 1862​

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    ...
    …

    In the confusion caused by Lieutenant Jones' death, the Merrimac ran aground in the gathering darkness, leaving little hope for the Confederates. The Merrimac now presented a stationary target. Owing to the Thunderer's much shallower draft, Captain Smith could handle his ship much more freely in the Roads' falling tide. Taking up position off the Merrimac's bow, where the pivot gun had been disabled in the earlier action against the Cumberland, the Thunderer began to shell her rival from point blank range.

    Little more than half of the experimental Luthor shells fired during the action penetrated the Merrimac's armor, and less than half of those detonated after breaking through. But though only a handful performed as advertised, they did so with terrible effect. Dozens of men were killed, and over a hundred wounded, aboard the Merrimac during the course of an hour's firing. Most of the crew took refuge belowdecks, protected by the water, abandoning the gun deck, which provided no satisfactory protection against Luthor shells.

    This left the Merrimac unable to fire back at her Union rival. Relying on the amputated smokestack's lesser draft, her feeble engines could not raise enough steam to get off the sandbank, rendering the Merrimac helpless. Debate raged between the surviving officers, with some proposing to set their ship ablaze and detonate her magazine to deny her to the Federal fleet. However, the plight of their many wounded forbade such a measure. Even in the chilly darkness, able-bodied men might have been able to swim for shore, facing likely capture by the Union Army. But with the ship's boats destroyed by shellfire during the day, there was no possibility of bringing off any of the wounded, including Captain Buchanan.

    At 8:45 p.m., the Merrimac's survivors prepared several white flags, running them out the ship's empty gunports, on a gundeck now thoroughly holed by shot and shell. Despite the loss of the frigates Congress and Cumberland, the Eighth of March was to resound as a great victory for Union arms, a refutation of the open-decked broadside ironclad as it was developing in Europe, and a vindication of the turret armament scheme favored by Luthor and Ericson.

    At the same time that the Confederates ran out the flag of surrender, the Union blockade squadron, already made invincible by the arrival of the Thunderer and the conquest of the Merrimac, was further reinforced by the ironclad Monitor. The Monitor, hastening to reach the scene of expected battle, had suffered a terrible voyage from New York, only to arrive a few hours too late to participate in the clash of arms...
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    [1] The OTL version of Ironclads in Action can be found at archive.org .


    Hampton Roads
    USS Thunderer
    March 9, 1862

    It strikes you how much smaller Ericson's Monitor is, compared to the ship you and your father designed. It hadn't really struck home, even though you'd seen drawings. Something like a thousand tons, to Thunderer's twenty-five hundred; the Merrimac must be heavier still from the look of what they'd done to refit her as an ironclad. But it's more than that. Aside from the jutting little pilothouse near the bow, Monitor's single turret is the only part of the ship visible from any great distance. Most of her hull is effectively invisible, whereas Thunderer's twin turrets provide clearer evidence of the size of the ship you and your father built.

    Captain Smith is off the ship. With the Thunderer's captain absent, he's passed the command to his first officer- and the Merrimac to a prize crew under Lieutenant Jordan, who invited you and a few of your engineers aboard to take a look at her engines. You weren't impressed- the engines were underwater for months and it shows. But you're sure he'll manage. Jordan has a certain force of character about him that you respect- in that, he reminds you of yourself.

    And Smith's own business? He's aboard the Roanoke to confer with the other captains- the surviving frigates, and Lieutenant Worden, master of the Monitor. His ship and yours are all that's left of the squadron's heavy fighting power. Roanoke, the flagship of the squadron here in the Roads is still aground, and effectively undamaged. Out of the battle entirely. If you were Commodore Goldsborough, you'd have words for her captain when you came back. And be looking for a replacement.

    You are not of a mind to tolerate slackness or incompetence. This battle is going to be just the beginning. Ships of the kind you and your father made will make the Confederates pay for what they did to him.

    And the ships are only the beginning of that. You can see, from the exploded wreckage of the surrendered Congress and the mastheads of the forever defiant Cumberland, that this will be a war of machines as much as men. And machines are yours, to do with as you will. You've notions. When heavy gun fights steel armor, flesh and blood can only cringe and pray. And you will bring them the guns. And the armor.

    You will have your twenty thousand dead.


    The Merrimac, now recaptured by Union forces, was taken under tow and moved to the Washington Navy Yard, where she was the subject of great interest by sight-seers. Congress considered a bill allocating funds to replace the damaged engines and press her back into service for the U.S. Navy as another ironclad, but rejected it on the grounds that 'thunderers' had proven a considerably more effective design.

    The Union was to construct many ships of this low-slung, turret-gunned type during the Civil War and the immediate postwar era, including three ships built by Metropolis Iron Works as direct successors to Thunderer: the ironclads Congress, President, and Cumberland. The USS Merrimac remains on display at the Washington Navy Yard as a museum ship, maintained in her 1862 pre-battle configuration, except for the shot-holes (now covered with plexiglass).

    The Thunderer's second most memorable wartime action was at the Battle of Drewry's Bluff, two months later. Massing Thunderer alongside the smaller thunderer Monitor, and the prototype ironclads Galena and Naugatuck, the Union squadron came very close to fully suppressing the defensive fire of the Confederate defense battery located on the Bluff. This fort was, at the time, the only thing keeping the U.S. Navy from bombarding Richmond. However, the attack was unsuccessful despite heavy casualties among the defenders, and the Navy attack stopped seven miles short of the Confederate capital.

    Thunderer continued to serve on the James River, with occasional diversions to other missions of the North Atlantic Blockading Squadron, until the end of the Civil War. After the war, she was placed briefly into reserve. By act of Congress in 1867, Thunderer was sold back to her builder, Leland Luthor, who in turn resold his history-making vessel to the French Navy. Renamed as the Jupiter and rearmed with 280mm breech-loading rifles, the ironclad served under French colors until 1904, when she was sold for scrap.

    Leonardo Luthor, in a rare fit of expensive sentiment, purchased the ship and had her returned to Metropolis for refurbishment, then willed her to the Washington Navy Yard upon his death. Today, USS Thunderer (hull number IX-29) can be found alongside her old enemy on the Anacostia River.
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    • I'm not dead yet. I've got one last final left tomorrow and then things should get back on schedule. The next update will come out tomorrow after I finish my last test. Sorry for kind of going dark for a bit. I also have an idea for a very non-canon omake I'll post tomorrow as well if there is interest for it.
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    The Metropolitan Clan, Ch. 17​

    Hampton Roads, Virginia
    CSS Virginia
    March 8, 7:00 p.m.

    The shattering eruption of shells punching through the Virginia's slanted iron plates and the feet of timber beneath left the Confederate crew stunned for long moments. Great, jagged splinters, feet in length, flew out of the hull, as they'd done as any ship of wood struck by gunfire since the days of John of Austria and Francis Drake. Here, they were worse- the Thunderer's shells were as heavy as a grown man, and driven by explosions as fierce as the heavy breeches of the Dahlgren gun could withstand.

    An imperceptible split second later, one of the Luthor shells exploded. Not harmlessly against the formerly impenetrable armor of their mighty ship, as dozens of shells had done before, but inside the great open space of the gun deck. The cast iron shattered, spraying fragments and fire and death just as terrible as what had come flying into the ship from the point of impact. The second shell buried itself in the timbers of the far side, dimpling the ironclad's armor plates outward as its friction fuze shattered uselessly.

    But one explosion had been quite enough. The crew of one of the nine-inch Dahlgrens amidships fell, many of them not even having time to scream before they died, dropping the solid iron shot they'd been loading. It rolled across the deck. Several others were killed, and dozens cried out with various minor or major wounds.

    And Catesby Jones, the son of Roger, who had moments earlier strode manfully along the gundeck shouting encouragement to his sailors and gunners, fell wordlessly to the timbers, the top of his head crushed into gory ruin by a two-pound mass of flying iron.



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    [1] The OTL version of Ironclads in Action can be found at archive.org .


    Hampton Roads
    USS Thunderer
    March 9, 1862

    It strikes you how much smaller Ericson's Monitor is, compared to the ship you and your father designed. It hadn't really struck home, even though you'd seen drawings. Something like a thousand tons, to Thunderer's twenty-five hundred; the Merrimac must be heavier still from the look of what they'd done to refit her as an ironclad. But it's more than that. Aside from the jutting little pilothouse near the bow, Monitor's single turret is the only part of the ship visible from any great distance. Most of her hull is effectively invisible, whereas Thunderer's twin turrets provide clearer evidence of the size of the ship you and your father built.

    Captain Smith is off the ship. With the Thunderer's captain absent, he's passed the command to his first officer- and the Merrimac to a prize crew under Lieutenant Jordan, who invited you and a few of your engineers aboard to take a look at her engines. You weren't impressed- the engines were underwater for months and it shows. But you're sure he'll manage. Jordan has a certain force of character about him that you respect- in that, he reminds you of yourself.

    And Smith's own business? He's aboard the Roanoke to confer with the other captains- the surviving frigates, and Lieutenant Worden, master of the Monitor. His ship and yours are all that's left of the squadron's heavy fighting power. Roanoke, the flagship of the squadron here in the Roads is still aground, and effectively undamaged. Out of the battle entirely. If you were Commodore Goldsborough, you'd have words for her captain when you came back. And be looking for a replacement.

    You are not of a mind to tolerate slackness or incompetence. This battle is going to be just the beginning. Ships of the kind you and your father made will make the Confederates pay for what they did to him.

    And the ships are only the beginning of that. You can see, from the exploded wreckage of the surrendered Congress and the mastheads of the forever defiant Cumberland, that this will be a war of machines as much as men. And machines are yours, to do with as you will. You've notions. When heavy gun fights steel armor, flesh and blood can only cringe and pray. And you will bring them the guns. And the armor.

    You will have your twenty thousand dead.

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    Yet another 500 exp for this omake.
     
    Simon_Jester said:
    That puts me at 2700.

    @Lockheart previously expressed interest in contributing their 200 XP...

    ...and @Nystical their 100 XP, here...

    ...towards pooling XP with me and purchasing the "T. O. Morrow in Russia" omake for 3000 XP.

    Since working together we are now over the line, with their permission, I'd like to cash in, OK?
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    I'd like to get confirmation from @Nystical and @Lockheart but otherwise that is fine and the omake will be purchased.
     
    Nystical said:
    Confirmed
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    Lockheart said:
    You have my confirmation.
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    And with that the omake will be purchased (it will be listed that all three of you purchased the omake). Expect it to be written sometime tomorrow.

    I've just finished the last of my finals and while I am tired (there were problems that took me over 60 steps to solve) there will be an update today. The Sound of Violence will arrive today. On that note I'll be closing the vote.
     
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    Interlude: The Sound of Violence
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    • Yay this is a thing. I'm done with finals and ready to get back to this quest. The winning plan for this round was Plan Infiltrate the base (which I am assuming is just having every possible unit attempt to infiltrate the base). The winners of the redesigning a minor villain contest are Erumpet (1st place) and Ryan456 (2nd place due to tiebreaker coin toss). I will PM those two shortly with regards to the prizes they have won.

    And now have an interlude. The dealings with Bito Wladon will have a major impact on how things go down going forwards. On an unrelated note Bito speaks English with a very heavy accent which I will not attempt to transcribe while writing him in order to make his dialogue clearer. As such characters might comment on it even if it is not visible in the update itself (to keep things more easily legible). Please let me know your thoughts on Bito and the ongoing mystery in Markovia. Bito is an interesting character to write but we have only gotten a little bit of him so far and I hope you find him interesting.

    I also have an idea for another contest/event although this one would be a lot of work for people who want to participate in it.

    With out further ado here is the next update (and how Bito's words would be transcribed if I were writing out his accent). Enjoy!
    Rules for transcribing Bito's accent:
    • All W's are turned into V's (Ex: Welcome we want to wait while we are watched = Velcome ve vant to vait vile ve are vatched)
    • Silent H's are dropped (Ex: Who, what, where, when, why = Voo, vat, vere, ven, vy)
    • All C's become K's unless they are in a CK in which case the C is dropped (Ex: Can you crack the creaking crock = Kan you krak the kreaking krok"
    • QU's become KV's (Ex: Quickly and quietly quilt = Kvikly and kvietly kvilt)
    • J's would become Y's (Ex: Just jump jellied jets = Yust yump yellied yets)
    • If the first letter of the word is an R an H is added afterwards (Ex: Revolutionaries read redacted rites = Rhevolutionaries rhead rhedacted rhites)
    • If the last letter of the word is an A an H is added (A zebra bra on an orca = Ah zebrah brah on an orcah)
    Interlude: The Sound of Violence
    Roxy was didn't really like Markovia. Sure the whole place had a whole rustic postcard vibe to it but the trip to there had left Roxy rather uninterested in taking in the scenery. Secret overnight flights and breaking into countries were not her thing. Sure breaking into a country sounded fun and all but considering that the boss man didn't want people to be aware what LexCorp was doing in the country meant things had to be kept quiet and under control. As such Roxy had been pretty bored so far. Where were all of the assassins and terrorists and crazy lasers and such that Lex was so worried about?

    However Roxy was an adult which meant she had to at least put the bare minimum of effort into her jobs. LexCorp had been good so she'd do her job before looking for some entertainment. After some snooze fest with phones Roxy was given an assignment. She was told to take fifteen of the LexCorp personnel who had come with them to the country and to seek out a terrorist named Bito Wladon who Lex wanted investigated. Apparently Bito had some souped up tech that got people talking. Roxy was on the case. She figured it could be entertaining.

    Then she spent about an hour or so searching for Bito. She tried to do the stealthy thing but couldn't really succeed at it to well. So after calling in to confirm that she was alive she decided to be more direct. Roxy told the men under her command to follow her from a distance and to stay hidden. Then she borrowed a megaphone and began to repeatedly shout inquiries as to where Bito was. Roxy figured that having some info was better than nothing and she was perfectly happy to be bait.

    After about fifteen minutes of yelling some men with guns came and surrounded her. Roxy slowly raised her hands in the air. The men didn't seem to spot the LexCorp employees who had hidden.

    "What do you want?" One of the gunmen asked in stilted English. Roxy figured this would be an easy way to get ahead.

    "I'd like to meet with Bito Wladon, I'd like to discuss some things with him" Roxy replied.

    The men looked around at each other before the leader came to a decision.

    "Americans" The man quietly muttered before pulling out a communications device and said some things in Markovian into it. Roxy didn't understand Markovian so she didn't know what was going on.

    "We will take you to Bito" The leader said "But we will blindfold you so that you cannot out the revolution"

    This was a major risk. But then again Roxy lived for and loved risk. Life would be so boring without it. She promptly ended up agreeing. Then a man ended up putting a bag over her head. Roxy was then guided by the men towards the camp. She didn't know if the LexCorp personnel had followed her but she figured that since no vehicles were involved and she didn't hear any gunshots that everything was alright.

    When the bag was taken off of her head Roxy was in an area near a rocky outcropping. A man with carefully groomed hair who was dressed in what looked like a military parade uniform with a bright red cape sat in front of her.

    "I am Bito Wladon" The man spoke with a heavy accent "Why have you come to search for me, American?"

    "The name is Roxy, maybe Roxanne if you're feeling formal, not American" Roxanne glibly responded "And my boss heard that you had some interesting tech, I got told to investigate and here we are"

    Bito looked surprised by how forthright she was before his face hardened into a resolute stare.

    "Would it not have benefitted you to have hidden from me then?" Bito enquired doubting her words "After all if you were attempting to steal from or sabotage the revolution then this would be ideal"

    "Well that's the thing my boss probably doesn't care about your revolution. Unless you are a communist then he might have problems with you. As such I could be as stealthy as I like" Roxy answered. She hoped that Bito was not a commie. If that was the case then she was probably in a massive mess.

    "I am not a communist" Bito softly intoned."I stand against stagnation and calcification that royal regimes stand for the world over"

    Well it sounded like this guy would get along with Luthor alright. They both had that whole, humanity must move ever onwards thing they could rattle on and on about. Roxy was probably safe.

    "If you don't mind" Roxy prompted "I'd like to see a demonstration of your technology so that I could report something to my boss"

    Bito smirked. He pulled out a gun that looked like it had a tuning fork array in the front in place of a barrel. He pointed it at a boulder.

    "This is the technology that will allow me to topple corrupt regimes the world over and will remake it into a glorious new era!" Bito proclaimed. Bito squeezed the trigger of the gun. A second later Roxy heard a massive boom and she was stunned as the boulder that Bito had aimed at had completely shattered into tiny pieces. She was stunned. Bito laughed

    "Don't look so surprised." Bito pronounced "I invented this weapon myself. This is merely the latest in a long line of sonic weaponry. Feel free to ask as many questions as you like, I doubt you can replicate it and if your boss has funding then the revolution would be amenable to making a deal with him."

    Roxy asked the obvious question first.

    "How does it work"

    "I won't get into the technical jargon as I doubt you could understand it but essentially the gun produces a tone that causes a specific material to have its molecules resonate and vibrate until they break apart releasing a large amount of energy in the process thus causing the explosion. It currently can only affect one material in an object at a time" Bito bragged.

    Now Roxy had to ask a far riskier question.

    "Has anyone else made any deals with you regarding this weaponry?" Roxy asked.

    Bito pursed his lips.

    "Not about the weapons specifically but a man recently came and after a similar demonstration has paid quiet handsomely for me to attack either the corrupt Baron DeLamb or his stooge General Karnz. They claimed that my weapons would be quite useful in taking on the advanced technology their enemy has and that they would be willing to bolster my forces in the fight provided that the weaponry wouldn't take them out in the crossfire. I'll be giving them my response in two hours time." Bito elaborated.

    Well that was both not so good and good at the same time. Bito was being paid to conduct an attack on the locations where either Mercy or Lex and Cassandra were. Furthermore Roxy didn't know who was getting involved with Bito and had previously met him. This had a conspiracy written all over it On the bright side though things were finally getting interesting.

    Roxy smiled. She loved her job. Markovia was going to turn into a death defying thrillride in a little bit and she intended to miss none of it.

    Deal with Bito subvote
    Roxanne can attempt to cut a deal with Bito Wladon for either his support or his technology. This is a major opportunity and can change how things play out in Markovia. There is a 1 hour moratorium on voting. You can vote for as many options as you like. Please vote in plan format. Write-ins are acceptable for this subvote but all write-ins are subject to QM approval.

    [ ] [Deal] Offer to buy one of Bito's weapons directly
    [ ] [Deal] Reveal that Roxanne's boss is Lex Luthor and express an interest in allying with Bito
    [ ] [Deal] Reveal that Roxanne's boss is in the weapons industry and offer him a job working with them
    [ ] [Deal] Offer to help Bito destabilize and destroy the Markovian monarchy in exchange for only attacking targets Roxanne's boss approves of
    [ ] [Deal] Wait to see who Bito is dealing with in two hours time in exchange for information on why NATO is in the country
    [ ] [Deal] Attempt to find a way to stay in contact with Bito for the future
    [ ] [Deal] Leave immediately and refuse to make any deals with Bito (This option cannot be taken with any other option)
    [ ] [Deal] Attempt to kill Bito and all of his men (This option cannot be taken with any other option)
    [ ] [Deal] Write-in
     
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    • On a few unrelated notes, I have a very non-canon omake I want to try and write (that I hope to get out today or tomorrow), an update (This time it will include Mercy's investigation into Baron DeLamb, which is tentatively titled Hazy Shades to keep up with the odd Simon and Garfunkel references in Markovian interludes), the T.O. Morrow in Russia interlude (which will be interesting to see how people react to that information) and a song (this time it's a Mordru song) that should all come out this week.

    On top of that if people still want to try their hand at adapting a minor villain I'll show my own version of the adaptation as well (you just can no longer win prizes for doing so).

    Lastly my idea for a competition was as following. It's a little different from what I've done in the past but here is my idea. I've made a lot of comments about how the quest works and the universe the quest takes place in. Whoever can collect the largest number of these statements and cleanly cite them in a post will get that post threadmarked, earn 500 exp and potentially get another reward. Thoughts on the competition idea?
     
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    First things first, do we think he'll react badly to knowing we're Lex Luthor?

    Because if we think he'll be fine I say we go for a deal and staying in contact (but not recruiting since he obviously has his own goals)

    If not pay him well and bail for sure.
     
    Wolfy098 said:
    First things first, do we think he'll react badly to knowing we're Lex Luthor?

    Because if we think he'll be fine I say we go for a deal and staying in contact (but not recruiting since he obviously has his own goals)

    If not pay him well and bail for sure.
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    He would probably be open to working with lex in most circumstances. The question is how loyal he is to someone who has already paid him.


    [ ] [Deal] Wait to see who Bito is dealing with in two hours time in exchange for information on why NATO is in the country

    Usefull to know what other players are on the island and leaves option open for action against him later if needed.
     
    I would be fine with most of these the only one that I would object to strongly too is saying we are going to destabilize the monarchy since I feel that is a bit of an over commitment with our lack of information
     
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