- Location
- The Trash Pile
Vote's tied. I'll be closing it in an hour.
The Young Avengers Initiative
- Thread starter Wightraven
- Start date
001 - Orientation H
- Location
- The Trash Pile
Tied Winner: Why would they even fight?
Number of voters: 4
Tied Winner: Wonder woman would win. And then chew them all out for being morons.
Number of voters: 4
OOC: I'll be honest, I took a bit of a risk with the way I ran that last update, but you guys did some cool stuff with it. Ordinarily I might wait for a tiebreaker to show up, but I can work with both, so It's K this time. Since I'm already making an OOC update, I went back to previous posts and replaced instances of "med student" with "pre-med". Tomorrow I go back to work and have a few unexpected errands to run, so I'll try to keep to the rough 12-hour update schedule I have now but it might be rocky until I find a good rhythm. <3
You sigh. Attention is on you, now, and you were really trying to just finish up your hot chocolate and keep your opinions to yourself. Getting involved in these kind of silly arguments only ever causes trouble. You remember the fevered debate you had in high school about which member of Sailor Moon : Crystal was the best. Some people didn't think it was Mercury. The ensuing bloodbath of words was not pretty. You need to choose your delivery carefully.
"Well, first of all… I think it's stupid that they'd be fighting in the first place. Batman and Superman might not always agree on everything, but they're both on the side of truth and justice--"
"Oh, come on," Quentin interrupts, "That's a cop-out answer. Obviously in this construct they have a reason--" You hold up a finger and give him a stern look, and he stops talking and presents his palms in surrender.
"But secondly, if they did start fighting, I fully believe Wonder Woman would stop them before they could do any real harm to themselves or others, and REMIND them that they're friends and on the same team." Kid Omega opens his mouth again, but you talk faster. "Or dispatch any mind-control or emotional influence that was causing them to act out of character."
"Fair enough," Quentin tips an imaginary hat and reclines back into the sectional, "I know when I'm defeated." You smirk, rather pleased with yourself.
"Y'know, one of the Lanterns probably coulda done it, too," Robbie notes.
"Or Super Girl," Bling adds. Speedball points to her and nods in agreement.
"I mean, it's all sort of moot anyway. Who wins is all based on who writes the comic, and what the story dictates, right?" Robbie, Roxy, and Elvin all murmur agreement.
"Ah, you guys are missing the point! It's… a thought exercise! Gets the mind working! Even if I think Superman would take out Batman easy, it's fun to consider how he might overcome that challenge. With the help of Wonder Woman, for example," Quentin gestures to you, then to Speedball and Bling, "or one of the Lanterns, or Kara, or Manhunter. It's like a… team-building exercise! Gets us critically thinking about how to take down a super-villain when the odds are against us." That self-satisfied grin of his spreads across his face, and you roll your eyes.
"And I'm sure that was your intention the whole time."
"That is my story, and I'm sticking to it!" He hops up from the couch suddenly, and tousles your hair on the way to his room. "Goodnight, children!"
A few days later, everyone is fairly antsy. You think a patrol would really help alleviate tensions; something about super-powered beings… they just get stir-crazy faster than most people, you've noticed. Growing up it really helped you to throw yourself into your schoolwork, but right now you have no schoolwork and it's becoming… frustrating. You can only imagine how it is for everyone else. Getting some fresh air together, doing a little showing off… maybe even stopping a robbery, helping somebody in a disaster or something could really put the squad at ease. Plus, y'know. Saving innocents. Kind of why you're all here, at least in part. You do a little searching on the intra-net and find they've posted the duty roster. The good news is that you guys are one of the earlier squads up for patrol. The bad news is… you're still a few weeks out. The squad will still have a few weeks of class work before finding time to unwind in that sense. You were really hoping they'd be able to let off some steam sooner… maybe when you start combat training with Ms. Morse things will cool down? But it's not a gurantee…
"Yeah, you saw that, too?" Quentin had walked up behind where you're sitting on the couch, browsing on your laptop. He's got a steaming cup of coffee in hand and is standing with his back to you, leaning on the couch and sipping at the mug like he's posing for some nonexistent viewership.
"Elvin and Kitty really seem stressed out, I was hoping we'd be up for patrol sooner," you respond.
"Mhmm. Robbie, too. I think, anyhow. There seem to be more of those weird circles around him as the days go by. I hope that just means he needs to release some tension and not… like, he's going to explode or something. You and Roxie seem to be doing OK, though?"
"Yes and no. I've always been quiet, I guess. But I'm so full of anxiety, worried about class and just… learning to live with strangers, y'know? I might not show it as much as Elvin, but… well, his name is Rage for a reason, I guess."
"Yeah, he's gone through two PS4 controllers already. No wonder the guy always needs money for food…"
"I'm surprised you're still so relaxed, especially with having to constantly fight the urge to use your powers."
"Eh, I have my ways." You eye Kid Omega a bit suspiciously as he sips at his beverage. "Speaking of which… there's nothing to say we can't all… y'know. Choose to take a late-night stroll. We are adults, after all. And… if we would happen to come across a crime or something, well, it would be our duty to defend the weak and innocent, right?"
You eyeball him even harder, but… he has a point. Class doesn't start until Monday and you're not sure if the TV will survive the weekend, especially if Elvin insists on playing Overwatch while it's free to play for all the "idiot casuals". His words, not yours, minus about sixteen expletives, a few of which you're sure he made up on the spot. So long as nothing went wrong, it's unlikely you'd get into any kind of trouble. You're all registered and as long as you don't break any laws or claim to act with government authority while you're not out on sanctioned work… it should be OK. But… you have a weird feeling about it in general. You were never much into disobeying your parents. Once you snuck over to a friend's house to see an R-rated movie when you were fourteen, and your mom found out, and she was so disappointed in you. That was basically the last time you ever broke any rule ever. This wasn't strictly rule-breaking, but it felt uncomfortably close…
"It's just an idea," Quentin shrugs, breaking the silence, "if it makes you uncomfortable or something, forget I said anything. The last thing we need to do is increase stress around here."
Something about the way he picked up on exactly what you were thinking about seemed… off. It's not that hard to read people, especially young people who are stressed, but… still. Perhaps you're just being paranoid, but for a guy who supposedly isn't using his telepathy on his squadmates, Quentin sure seems to know exactly what to say sometimes…
Make A Decision…
[ ] Wait for scheduled patrol in a few weeks.
[ ] Go on your own patrol tonight.
[ ] Write-In
Number of voters: 4
Tied Winner: Wonder woman would win. And then chew them all out for being morons.
Number of voters: 4
OOC: I'll be honest, I took a bit of a risk with the way I ran that last update, but you guys did some cool stuff with it. Ordinarily I might wait for a tiebreaker to show up, but I can work with both, so It's K this time. Since I'm already making an OOC update, I went back to previous posts and replaced instances of "med student" with "pre-med". Tomorrow I go back to work and have a few unexpected errands to run, so I'll try to keep to the rough 12-hour update schedule I have now but it might be rocky until I find a good rhythm. <3
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You sigh. Attention is on you, now, and you were really trying to just finish up your hot chocolate and keep your opinions to yourself. Getting involved in these kind of silly arguments only ever causes trouble. You remember the fevered debate you had in high school about which member of Sailor Moon : Crystal was the best. Some people didn't think it was Mercury. The ensuing bloodbath of words was not pretty. You need to choose your delivery carefully.
"Well, first of all… I think it's stupid that they'd be fighting in the first place. Batman and Superman might not always agree on everything, but they're both on the side of truth and justice--"
"Oh, come on," Quentin interrupts, "That's a cop-out answer. Obviously in this construct they have a reason--" You hold up a finger and give him a stern look, and he stops talking and presents his palms in surrender.
"But secondly, if they did start fighting, I fully believe Wonder Woman would stop them before they could do any real harm to themselves or others, and REMIND them that they're friends and on the same team." Kid Omega opens his mouth again, but you talk faster. "Or dispatch any mind-control or emotional influence that was causing them to act out of character."
"Fair enough," Quentin tips an imaginary hat and reclines back into the sectional, "I know when I'm defeated." You smirk, rather pleased with yourself.
"Y'know, one of the Lanterns probably coulda done it, too," Robbie notes.
"Or Super Girl," Bling adds. Speedball points to her and nods in agreement.
"I mean, it's all sort of moot anyway. Who wins is all based on who writes the comic, and what the story dictates, right?" Robbie, Roxy, and Elvin all murmur agreement.
"Ah, you guys are missing the point! It's… a thought exercise! Gets the mind working! Even if I think Superman would take out Batman easy, it's fun to consider how he might overcome that challenge. With the help of Wonder Woman, for example," Quentin gestures to you, then to Speedball and Bling, "or one of the Lanterns, or Kara, or Manhunter. It's like a… team-building exercise! Gets us critically thinking about how to take down a super-villain when the odds are against us." That self-satisfied grin of his spreads across his face, and you roll your eyes.
"And I'm sure that was your intention the whole time."
"That is my story, and I'm sticking to it!" He hops up from the couch suddenly, and tousles your hair on the way to his room. "Goodnight, children!"
---=====---
A few days later, everyone is fairly antsy. You think a patrol would really help alleviate tensions; something about super-powered beings… they just get stir-crazy faster than most people, you've noticed. Growing up it really helped you to throw yourself into your schoolwork, but right now you have no schoolwork and it's becoming… frustrating. You can only imagine how it is for everyone else. Getting some fresh air together, doing a little showing off… maybe even stopping a robbery, helping somebody in a disaster or something could really put the squad at ease. Plus, y'know. Saving innocents. Kind of why you're all here, at least in part. You do a little searching on the intra-net and find they've posted the duty roster. The good news is that you guys are one of the earlier squads up for patrol. The bad news is… you're still a few weeks out. The squad will still have a few weeks of class work before finding time to unwind in that sense. You were really hoping they'd be able to let off some steam sooner… maybe when you start combat training with Ms. Morse things will cool down? But it's not a gurantee…
"Yeah, you saw that, too?" Quentin had walked up behind where you're sitting on the couch, browsing on your laptop. He's got a steaming cup of coffee in hand and is standing with his back to you, leaning on the couch and sipping at the mug like he's posing for some nonexistent viewership.
"Elvin and Kitty really seem stressed out, I was hoping we'd be up for patrol sooner," you respond.
"Mhmm. Robbie, too. I think, anyhow. There seem to be more of those weird circles around him as the days go by. I hope that just means he needs to release some tension and not… like, he's going to explode or something. You and Roxie seem to be doing OK, though?"
"Yes and no. I've always been quiet, I guess. But I'm so full of anxiety, worried about class and just… learning to live with strangers, y'know? I might not show it as much as Elvin, but… well, his name is Rage for a reason, I guess."
"Yeah, he's gone through two PS4 controllers already. No wonder the guy always needs money for food…"
"I'm surprised you're still so relaxed, especially with having to constantly fight the urge to use your powers."
"Eh, I have my ways." You eye Kid Omega a bit suspiciously as he sips at his beverage. "Speaking of which… there's nothing to say we can't all… y'know. Choose to take a late-night stroll. We are adults, after all. And… if we would happen to come across a crime or something, well, it would be our duty to defend the weak and innocent, right?"
You eyeball him even harder, but… he has a point. Class doesn't start until Monday and you're not sure if the TV will survive the weekend, especially if Elvin insists on playing Overwatch while it's free to play for all the "idiot casuals". His words, not yours, minus about sixteen expletives, a few of which you're sure he made up on the spot. So long as nothing went wrong, it's unlikely you'd get into any kind of trouble. You're all registered and as long as you don't break any laws or claim to act with government authority while you're not out on sanctioned work… it should be OK. But… you have a weird feeling about it in general. You were never much into disobeying your parents. Once you snuck over to a friend's house to see an R-rated movie when you were fourteen, and your mom found out, and she was so disappointed in you. That was basically the last time you ever broke any rule ever. This wasn't strictly rule-breaking, but it felt uncomfortably close…
"It's just an idea," Quentin shrugs, breaking the silence, "if it makes you uncomfortable or something, forget I said anything. The last thing we need to do is increase stress around here."
Something about the way he picked up on exactly what you were thinking about seemed… off. It's not that hard to read people, especially young people who are stressed, but… still. Perhaps you're just being paranoid, but for a guy who supposedly isn't using his telepathy on his squadmates, Quentin sure seems to know exactly what to say sometimes…
Make A Decision…
[ ] Wait for scheduled patrol in a few weeks.
[ ] Go on your own patrol tonight.
[ ] Write-In
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- Location
- Canada
On the one hand, going out alone would be stupid and irresponsible-- on the other hand our Luck powers mean we'd come across something interesting--- on the other other hand, staying back could mean our luck power makes us avoid stupid bullshit we might have run into otherwise.
[X] Wait for scheduled patrol in a few weeks.
[X] Wait for scheduled patrol in a few weeks.
Mother Nyx
Mother of Elpis
- Location
- The Kei Klub
- Pronouns
- She/Her
[X] Wait for scheduled patrol in a few weeks.
- Location
- The Trash Pile
Going on a search for such a thing sure sounds like a write-in vote to me~!
- Location
- The Trash Pile
I only just saw this, I'm so sorry.
No, you can go wherever you want. The campus is in a high-security location, though. Can't really get anyone else in without a pass and those aren't easy to come by. Leaving would require... probably a bus or some other kind of transport. It's New York State so it's not CRAZY far away from civilization, but still farther than your average college.
People are getting... yes, stir-crazy. A little aggro. A little easily frustrated. It's a complicated, high-pressure time full of lots of changes for young people who maybe aren't so good at handling that, and also have super-powers.
BBBence1111
Harbinger of Bad Luck
- Location
- Magyarország
We should throw a coin. We're lucky, so it should show the better choice.
Silvereagle21
Soaring through the Sky
- Location
- United States
- Pronouns
- He/Him/His
[X] Search the campus for a training room or something to actually try out combat before you go out there and look for a fight. Not everyone has defensive powers here.
- Location
- Everywhere, Anywhere, Nowhere.
[X] Search the campus for a training room or something to actually try out combat before you go out there and look for a fight. Not everyone has defensive powers here.
WanderingEye
smol skeleton
[X] Search the campus for a training room or something to actually try out combat before you go out there and look for a fight. Not everyone has defensive powers here.
- Location
- United States
[X] Search the campus for a training room or something to actually try out combat before you go out there and look for a fight. Not everyone has defensive powers here.
Ave Anathema
Ave Imperator
- Location
- Jacksonville Illinois
[X] Flip a coin, heads you stay tails you go.
Syncronicity wave! Activate
Syncronicity wave! Activate
[X] Search the campus for a training room or something to actually try out combat before you go out there and look for a fight. Not everyone has defensive powers here.