Superhero-but-Not Quest

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A Quest. Azmuth will show Reed Richards what it's all about.
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And So it Begins
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It is time to choose.
Who are you?
[ ] A psychic synthetic life-form. Your telepathy and telekinesis is peerless, but your empathy and physical prowess are less so. (Mewtwo)
[ ] Another synthetic life-form, but much the opposite of the last. Your physical strength is phenomenal, and your speed nears hypersonic levels. Your power is such that you must wear inhibitor rings to keep the innocent unharmed, but your mental capabilities leave much to be desired. (Shadow the Hedgehog)
[ ] An alien scientist of unparalleled genius. Your mind is the greatest in three galaxies, debatably five. You are stranded, and the only thing you have left, apart from your genius? Your greatest creation, the pinnacle of genetic achievement; the Omnitrix. (First Thinker Azmuth)
[ ] A fallen hero. A sympathetic villain. A savior. A monster. You are all these things and more. You were changed into another dragon to put a stop to your evil, and your soul should have faded into oblivion. But you are here, instead, in a weak prey body. However, you still have the only thing you've ever needed; your magic. And you're determined to do it right this time. You're not evil. Not anymore. (Darkstalker, would-be King of Pyrrhia)

Where are you?
[ ] A world of monsters, magic, technology, and gods. Somehow, it avoids spiraling into oblivion, thanks to its avengers. (Marvel Universe)
[ ] A world under near-constant attack by the forces of evil. Evil takes many forms; New Gods, eldritch abominations, ordinary men. But then, so does good. (DC Universe)
[ ] A world that is many. A galaxy torn asunder twice over. A darkness has fallen over it. But pockets of the light survive even now. (Star Wars Galaxy)

First thing I want to say; I own none of these amazing ideas. Second thing; take it easy on me, this is my first time doing anything. Third thing; I'm sorry there are no write-ins right now, but I am not omniscient.

Okay. Let's go.
 
[X] Another synthetic life-form, but much the opposite of the last. Your physical strength is phenomenal, and your speed nears hypersonic levels. Your power is such that you must wear inhibitor rings to keep the innocent unharmed, but your mental capabilities leave much to be desired. (Shadow the Hedgehog)

[X] A world that is many. A galaxy torn asunder twice over. A darkness has fallen over it. But pockets of the light survive even now. (Star Wars Galaxy)
 
[X] An alien scientist of unparalleled genius. Your mind is the greatest in three galaxies, debatably five. You are stranded, and the only thing you have left, apart from your genius? Your greatest creation, the pinnacle of genetic achievement; the Omnitrix. (First Thinker Azmuth)

[X] A world of monsters, magic, technology, and gods. Somehow, it avoids spiraling into oblivion, thanks to its avengers. (Marvel Universe)
 
hey qm is it possible with azmuth option to make a new better body to store our mind in?
I wouldn't say that exactly. It'd be more like that time he made power armor based on the Galvanic Mechamorphs. Remember in Destroy All Aliens, when that other Galvan was wearing a suit of Up-Grade? In other words, brain transplants aren't an option. But power armor definitely is. Just try to keep in mind Azmuth's backstory.
 
[X] An alien scientist of unparalleled genius. Your mind is the greatest in three galaxies, debatably five. You are stranded, and the only thing you have left, apart from your genius? Your greatest creation, the pinnacle of genetic achievement; the Omnitrix. (First Thinker Azmuth)

[X] A world of monsters, magic, technology, and gods. Somehow, it avoids spiraling into oblivion, thanks to its avengers. (Marvel Universe)

This can only end poorly but hilariously, the Omnitrix is such BS already and Marvel aliens on top of that? Hahaha, man they're screwed.
 
[X] An alien scientist of unparalleled genius. Your mind is the greatest in three galaxies, debatably five. You are stranded, and the only thing you have left, apart from your genius? Your greatest creation, the pinnacle of genetic achievement; the Omnitrix. (First Thinker Azmuth)

[X] A world of monsters, magic, technology, and gods. Somehow, it avoids spiraling into oblivion, thanks to its avengers. (Marvel Universe)
Looks like this wins. I wish more people had shown up, but I guess all first timers get at least some of this treatment.
 
Second Place is Just First Loser
[X] An alien scientist of unparalleled genius. Your mind is the greatest in three galaxies, debatably five. You are stranded, and the only thing you have left, apart from your genius? Your greatest creation, the pinnacle of genetic achievement; the Omnitrix. (First Thinker Azmuth)

[X] A world of monsters, magic, technology, and gods. Somehow, it avoids spiraling into oblivion, thanks to its avengers. (Marvel Universe)

The ship was lost. Azmuth didn't need his intellect to tell him that. After so long fleeing the Kree, the chase was finally over. Oh, he was still alive, and with any luck he would stay that way. But Azmuth's ship was dead in the water, about to crash-land on a backwater Level 2 technology world. Azmuth was a member of the Galvan species, a race of amphibious sophonts. Small by the standards of other races, but undisputedly the greatest minds in the known universe. And he was the greatest of them all. Yet, he was the one that doomed his own world. In creating Ascalon, he destroyed Galvan Prime. The Sword of the Universe was Azmuth's greatest mistake.
The all-powerful weapon was stolen by a well-intentioned warrior, hoping to bring peace to his home world. Instead, he turned his home into an asteroid field with one strike. Azmuth reclaimed his invention and destroyed it, but Ascalon had already captured the attention of the Kree Empire. The Kree launched an all-out assault on Galvan Prime in order to coerce Azmuth to create similar weapons for them. The Galvans fought to defend their First Thinker, but they were overwhelmed. Azmuth fled the planet with the only chance to restore his race; the Omnitrix. A portable genetic library of every alien species Azmuth had ever encountered. In other words, nearly every species in the universe. It was both the tool of an ambassador and a savior of extinct races.
Brilliance can blind just as much as ignorance, the diminutive alien thought to himself. Azmuth sighed as he maneuvered his ship to crash-land. But I must keep my new invention out of the unworthy hands. At any cost.
Luckily, the Kree and the Skrulls alike tended to avoid this region of space, due to its its strategic position between the two interstellar empires. It might buy him enough time to repair his ship.​
Where does Azmuth aim his dying ship to crash-land?
[ ] In the northeastern area of the closest continent. (Near New York City, superhero capital of the world. High chance of quickly being discovered by a superhero team. 50% chance of the Avengers, 40% chance of the Fantastic Four, 10% chance of a solo hero. For those of you who want to get things going.)
[ ] In the western area of the closest continent. (The Rocky Mountains. Isolated area with little enough of anything. Low chance of being discovered by anyone at first. However, when you are found, it will be by the local government. For those of you who want to play the long game.)
 
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[X] In the northeastern area of the closest continent. (Near New York City, superhero capital of the world. High chance of quickly being discovered by a superhero team. 50% chance of the Avengers, 40% chance of the Fantastic Four, 10% chance of a solo hero. For those of you who want to get things going.)
 
[X] In the western area of the closest continent. (The Rocky Mountains. Isolated area with little enough of anything. Low chance of being discovered by anyone at first. However, when you are found, it will be by the local government. For those of you who want to play the long game.)
 
[ ] In the western area of the closest continent. (The Rocky Mountains. Isolated area with little enough of anything. Low chance of being discovered by anyone at first. However, when you are found, it will be by the local government. For those of you who want to play the long game.)
 
[X] In the northeastern area of the closest continent. (Near New York City, superhero capital of the world. High chance of quickly being discovered by a superhero team. 50% chance of the Avengers, 40% chance of the Fantastic Four, 10% chance of a solo hero. For those of you who want to get things going.)

Gotta shoot for a Spider kid finding us.
 
Three is a Crowd
[X] In the northeastern area of the closest continent. (Near New York City, superhero capital of the world. High chance of quickly being discovered by a superhero team. 50% chance of the Avengers, 40% chance of the Fantastic Four, 10% chance of a solo hero. For those of you who want to get things going.)
Sorry, DylantheTrue, but you didn't mark your vote. Roll... 66. The Fantastic Four. You guys actually got pretty lucky. Abundant resources, but no Tony Stark pestering you for help with his armors. The Fantastic Four is kind of like the Goldilocks Zone for this roll. Not too much, not too little.

Azmuth checked the crashed ship's systems. Then he let out a groan of disappointment. It would never fly again, and it was unlikely that Azmuth could repair the ship on a Level 2 technology world. He was stranded. He could do nothing but make contact with the primitive locals. He activated a distress beacon. This beacon was personally fine-tuned to be undetectable outside a planet's atmosphere. Only the locals would find his ship.

Almost immediately, there was a responding transmission from the nearby city. "This is Reed Richards of the Fantastic Four, transmitting to the derelict alien ship crashed just outside Brooklyn, New York. If there's anyone left aboard the ship, can you read me? Are you in need of assistance? Are you friend or foe?"

Azmuth replied, "This is First Thinker Azmuth of Galvan Prime. Whatever's left of it. I read you, and my ship is irreparably damaged. So yes, I need assistance. And I am not your enemy, unless you decide to make me one."

"Very well. I will be there soon with my team to establish contact. Is this agreeable?"

"It is. I will be waiting."

He seems to be a reasonable sapient, Azmuth thought to himself. But how to present himself to the locals?

[ ] Show yourself as you are. It will instill a measure of trust. (But it will also show the world what you really look like... and how vulnerable you are physically.)
[ ] Use the Omnitrix to appear as a Cerebrocrustacean. (Brainstorm) It will conceal your body's weak nature.
[ ] Wear one of your older inventions; power armor based on the Galvanic Mechamorphs that you created, albeit by accident.
 
[X] Wear one of your older inventions; power armor based on the Galvanic Mechamorphs that you created, albeit by accident.
 
[X] Wear one of your older inventions; power armor based on the Galvanic Mechamorphs that you created, albeit by accident.
 
[X] Wear one of your older inventions; power armor based on the Galvanic Mechamorphs that you created, albeit by accident.
 
[X] Wear one of your older inventions; power armor based on the Galvanic Mechamorphs that you created, albeit by accident.
 
Fantastic
[X] Wear one of your older inventions; power armor based on the Galvanic Mechamorphs that you created, albeit by accident.

AN: Hooray for Blue Up-Grade!

Azmuth decided to put on a bit of a show for the locals. Plus, wearing the Mechamorph armor would keep this world from immediately realizing his body's relative frailty. He tapped a few buttons on his ship's control panel, which opened up a door to what he liked to call his Vault, all of his greatest inventions that he had managed to save from the destruction of Galvan Prime. In the Vault there was the Mechamorph armor, the Helix, the device which gave life to the Galvanic Mechamorph species, the Omnitrix, and even the incomplete blueprints of Ascalon. Azmuth had wiped half of the blueprints away so that no one but he could recreate the all-powerful weapon, with an option to wipe the rest away if necessary. Ever a scientist, Azmuth could not bear to completely banish Ascalon's plans from the universe. He knew there were to many threats in the universe to discount the possibility of one day needing such a weapon. But for now, Ascalon remained incomplete.

Azmuth activated the Mechamorph armor. It spread over his body, coating him like water. After a few steps to fully calibrate the armor, he decided to stop delaying. He opened the hatch of his ship and stepped outside, where there were four sapients waiting, wearing outfits of what Azmuth recognized as unstable molecules. That was a surprise. The technology required to synthesize unstable molecules was supposed to be beyond this world. While such materials were history for the Galvans, the technology to make them was Level Four. This planet was supposed to be Level 2.

Regardless, the four beings were wildly diverse. One was made of stone. Azmuth would have taken him for a Pyronite, but he was absent the trademark plasma flames. The next was a tall, lanky man with greying brown hair. The last two were similar enough to be brother and sister, with slim builds and yellow hair. The lanky one stood slightly in front, as if he was in charge. Azmuth took this as a sign to approach him as the leader of this eclectic group.

"Greetings, Fantastic Four." Azmuth's vice came through the Mechamorph Armor mildly digitized. "I suppose introductions are in order. I am First Thinker Azmuth of Galvan Prime. And, as of last week, the last of my race."

That last description seemed to rattle them slightly. Nevertheless, the lanky one introduced himself and his companions. "I am Reed Richards. These are the other members of my team. Ben Grimm." He indicated the man of stone. "Johnny Storm." The blonde male offered a friendly smile. "And his sister, Susan Storm." There was something extra in Richards' voice when he named Susan Storm, but Azmuth deemed it unimportant. "How are you speaking our language?"

Azmuth tapped is armored throat. "I'm not. Universal Translator Function. I don't even need to program new languages in. It translates communication from even intent to communicate."

Richards' eyes widened. "That's... incredible! How does it do that so quickly and efficiently? Body language? Societal cues downloaded from our networks? Is there a telepathic component to it?"

Grimm offered an exasperated chuckle. "Really, Stretch? We meet our first friendly alien and the first thing you want to do is talk science before establishing first contact?"

Johnny Storm slapped Richards on the back. "What did you expect? This is Reed we're talking about."

Richards shot a betrayed look at Susan Storm, but she just gave him a knowing smile.

Azmuth, for his part, was mildly impressed at Richards being at least partially right about the universal translator. Most people would give up after simply hearing the words universal translator.

Susan Storm turned to Azmuth. "You said you were the last of your race. That's terrible!"

That seemed to snap Richards out of science mode. "Wait, that's right. You said your race was wiped out a week ago."

"That is correct," Azmuth confirmed. "But that should be discussed in greater detail somewhere more secure, I think."

Richards descended into thought. "Well, we could go to the Baxter Building. It's where we live. Or perhaps we could use your ship? It seems mostly operational, flight systems notwithstanding."

Where do you tell your story to the Fantastic Four?

[ ] The Baxter Building. The home of the Fantastic Four. You will get a good look at their technology, and the mystery of the unstable molecules. Immediate improved relations with the Fantastic Four. 5% chance of being spied on by an evil organization. 30% chance of being spied upon by some digital creation of Tony Stark.

[ ] Azmuth's crashed ship. Complete and utter privacy. However, Reed Richards gets a good long look at your inventions right off the bat. The other members of the Fantastic Four will feel quite awkward while you talk science with the scientists.

AN: If some you you are thinking, Why do evil organizations get such a low chance of spying on us when Tony Stark can do it much more easily? The answer is simple. The Baxter Building's cybersecurity is insane. Reed Richards is currently, in this quest, the smartest human being alive. The only shot Tony has at beating that is J.A.R.V.I.S. Evil teams have few such trump cards. Maybe Arnim Zola could do it, and Ultron definitely could. But Ultron hasn't been created yet and Arnim Zola is too limited. Still, I give him 5% of a chance.
 
[X] The Baxter Building. The home of the Fantastic Four. You will get a good look at their technology, and the mystery of the unstable molecules. Immediate improved relations with the Fantastic Four. 5% chance of being spied on by an evil organization. 30% chance of being spied upon by some digital creation of Tony Stark
 
[X] Azmuth's crashed ship. Complete and utter privacy. However, Reed Richards gets a good long look at your inventions right off the bat. The other members of the Fantastic Four will feel quite awkward while you talk science with the scientists.
 
[X] The Baxter Building. The home of the Fantastic Four. You will get a good look at their technology, and the mystery of the unstable molecules. Immediate improved relations with the Fantastic Four. 5% chance of being spied on by an evil organization. 30% chance of being spied upon by some digital creation of Tony Stark
 
Looks like this wins. I wish more people had shown up, but I guess all first timers get at least some of this treatment.
It does unfortunately happen sometimes. Quests fall off the first page quick with how often everything is updated with new messages. Putting your quest in the Quest Advertising Thread could help bring more readers in.

[X] The Baxter Building. The home of the Fantastic Four. You will get a good look at their technology, and the mystery of the unstable molecules. Immediate improved relations with the Fantastic Four. 5% chance of being spied on by an evil organization. 30% chance of being spied upon by some digital creation of Tony Stark
 
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