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43059 No. 43059 ID: f4963f

What is this shit.
Expand all images
No. 43061 ID: f4963f
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It's the crack of dawn. Nicolas is there, in front of his computer. There's a cup of coffee at his desk; just the week before he'd sworn off caffeine. This situation warrants a relapse.

Despite all concerns, his beloved captioned website somehow managed to not get shut down overnight. Indeed, prettymuch as soon as he shot Victor, the site's apparently been back online. Indeed, everything's back. The forums, the mirror sites, the front page and gallery...

Everything except the archives.

>Hey guys! Thank you for sticking with us the past few days. The good news is that LOLCATS is back up! Now for the bad news. We haven't been able to contact our archives server in Colorado since the website came back online, and our attempts to contact our workers in Colorado have so far met with failure. Unless the server there comes back online, our gallery is going to be awful empty!

>That's where you come in. We need you to start uploading...

Nicolas had three thousand, five hundred and thirty seven favorites on lolcats dot com.

Every single one of them has been deleted.
No. 43062 ID: 43d730

I don't know.
Scroll down.
No. 43063 ID: f4963f
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Nicolas is genre savvy enough to know that the loss of the archives isn't some random hardware fluke. He suspects it's somehow tied to Victor, Rastin, or this 'Vresch' thing Victor was babbling about. However, he also notices that he did, technically, accomplish his goal of bringing back his favourite website, albeit incompletely.

The question in Nic's mind right now is whether he should focus his efforts on recovering the lolcats archives and saving thousands of funny pictures from being forever banished from the internet, or whether he should instead focus on doing something about the bigass government takeover... thing. Perhaps tracking down this Rastin figure or something.

Each presents its own difficulties. The question is, which do we want to do?
No. 43065 ID: 7eda8b

No. 43068 ID: 64d98f

archives, duh
No. 43071 ID: 6164e0


No. 43095 ID: bd2eec

Well the first question to ask yourself is...
When did your hat become sentient and crawl onto your head?

Also, check icanhascheezburger.com for lolcat pictures. Unless you have some sort of sworn hatred of the site.
No. 43096 ID: f4411a

There's a good chance that even if it's possible for us to restore the archives, rastin would immediately find a way to take it down again. I say we get rid of rastin, and then we get our beloved website back.
No. 43097 ID: 43d730

I doubt Rastin cares, now that Victor's gone.
No. 43109 ID: f4963f
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>when did your hat become sentient and crawl onto your head?

Nicolas has no idea what you're talking about. He's just getting dressed here.
No. 43120 ID: f4963f
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>also, check icanhascheezburger

Nicolas doesn't harbor any hatred towards the site. Sure, they tolerate the horrible, ripped-off /atrocity/ that is ROFLDOGS, but they're a harbor of lolcats, and they also have some cute pictures of other animals on there. It's probably his third or fourth favorite site.

It looks like they're having similar problems. In fact, reading on, it seems as though they use the exact same server in Colorado as lolcats.com. How... utterly improbable.
No. 43127 ID: 8b14a1


This looks like a job for SPONTANEOUS ROAD TRIP TO COLORADO!

Bring Joel and Scrimbleshanks, its going to be a long drive.
No. 43141 ID: bd2eec

Find a couple more party members too. Just for a full-car road trip.
No. 43147 ID: 8b14a1

Also bring Mappy, he is far too cute to leave alone.
No. 43174 ID: f4963f
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A road trip to Colorado it is! It may be at the other end of the fucking country, but Nicolas will not be deterred!

Nicolas has already done some banking this morning. His wealth level has risen from WELL-OFF to AFFLUENT. If he holds off on big purchases for the next few days, he may be able to get back up to WEALTHY.

Ha, like that's going to happen.

He's also well-rested. His mind feels refreshed, and his connection to his weird psychic MacGuffin crystal feels stronger. He should be able to perform more psychic feats today, perhaps larger in scope and duration than those he did yesterday. Whoever said it last time hit the issue square on the head - it seems like he'll get better with practice.
No. 43175 ID: f4963f
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>bring Joel and Skimbleshanks
Good idea. The drive's a long ways, and Nicolas doesn't have a catsitter.


But wait. What should we do about Mappy?
No. 43178 ID: 8b14a1

...Mappy can come too.
No. 43180 ID: 43d730

Give her to Joel to carry.
Put Skimbleshanks on your shoulders.
No. 43181 ID: f4963f
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>Bring Mappy

FINE. Nicolas will bring the dustbucket along.

Nicolas knocks on the door to wake Joel. He hears a grunt, followed by muffled cursing. Apparently she's still asleep. Wonder why? It's only six thirty!

Alright, so if we're going to go on a road trip to Colorado, we're probably going to need supplies. Nicolas' wealth is sufficient to purchase most minor items, but he only has so much space in his car, and needs to know what to bring.

What should Nicolas bring?
No. 43182 ID: e3f578

Bring Mappy... and fondly regard your Rudy picture and contemplate where you found it. Maybe also consider taking it yourself for reference to illusion yourself into him to intimidate your foes perhaps one day. That is unless you've fondly regarded it enough to know the image by heart.

Also, lets practice illusions in the safety of your home. Commence "Libra Me From Hell" to play throughout your household for a few verses.
No. 43183 ID: 8b14a1

All the weaponry we purchased last session, your laptop and satellite wireless connection and a car charger so you can browse lolcats while you drive [or while Joel drives], a gameboy, food for people, food for dog, food for cat, food for thought, and since your car is freaking huge put your bathroom in the trunk.
No. 43185 ID: 7eda8b

Bang on the door harder. "Wake with the sun! We've lols to recover!"
No. 43200 ID: f4963f
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"Wake with the sun! We've got lols to recover!"

Nicolas hears a scraping sound, and slowly, the door cracks open.

"Why are you w-waking me at this ungodly hour. Nobody lives at this ungodly hour."
No. 43206 ID: f4963f
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"Lolcats isn't up yet! We're going to Colorado!"
No. 43210 ID: f4963f
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"No. We're not."
No. 43231 ID: c80c5b

Oh dear. Well, we can deal with her later (it IS 6:30). While we're waiting, let's practice with our psychic abilities. We also might want to get the zombie-sized holes in our car repaired.
No. 43276 ID: 8b14a1

"...You can sleep in the car on the way?"
No. 43291 ID: 15f6d6

Tell her that an emergency just happened and she has to hurry or she's going to die! She's too tired to figure it out, and you will be on the way by the time she wises up.
No. 43328 ID: f4963f
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>it IS 6:30
And what, praytell, is wrong with that?
No. 43329 ID: f4963f
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>Repair car
Ah yes, Nicolas keeps forgetting about that. His windshield and passenger window are smashed in, the passenger sideview mirror is missing, and there's a hole in his roof. He supposes he should do something about that. It would take quite some time to repair it at a car repair place, but thankfully, Nic's got that prototype duct tape. He can't replace the missing side mirror, but it repairs the hole in the roof quite nicely. Nicolas also doesn't have enough of the windshield and window glass to repair them, but with some experimentation, he finds that he can recycle glass from old glass bottles to the same ends. Resourceful!

>Practice psychic abilities
A novel idea! Nicolas puts in a little practice, but only sticks to simple stuff for the time being. If he strains himself, he might not be able to use his powers later in the day.

>fondly regard Rudy picture
He's a model to us all.

>Supplies: Weaponry, Laptop, Car Charger, Gameboy, Shitton of food, and the bathroom sink.
As long as Joel's going to sleep in unreasonably late, Nicolas figures he may as well pack for the voyage and buy what he doesn't have on hand.

Nicolas puts the machine pistol, tommygun, and a whole bunch of ammo into the car. The derringer stays on his person. He also sticks the fuel can from the garage in the car; god, that thing was bothersome to carry everywhere! He also accounts for his laptop, car charger, and high-tech cell phone.

He makes a quick stop into the city to buy food and supplies, nothing epic.

>== On Hand Inventory ==
>Weapons: Derringer Pistol (ammo x2)
>Magic Shit: Magic Glasses, Reinforced Business Suit, Cure Potion x3, Disruptor (charges x4), Psychic Crystal
>Other: Cane, Fancy Lawyer Pen, Joel's MIB badge, Camera Cell Phone

>== In Car ==
>Tommygun (Ammo x30), Machine Pistol (Ammo x30)
>Laptop & related materials.
>Food, food, food, more food, fuel can
No. 43336 ID: f4963f
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Nicolas returns at 7:30. Joel seems to have found the kitchen and coffee table just fine.

... hm. That's one of Nic's business suits. He wonders why she didn't just take one of his T-Shirts.

Nic feels like he should probably say something.
No. 43350 ID: bd2eec

"Mornin'. So, now that you've woken up a little more, what do you think of the voyage to Colorado?"
No. 43351 ID: 8b14a1

Why say anything? You have nice suits. Let her wear one. It makes her more badass for when the two of you need to strike a cool pose later after shit gets real.

Also the fact you got all of that done in an hour is pretty amazing. Tell her again of your plans to go to Colorado to save Lolcats, now that she is more awake.
No. 43352 ID: 15f6d6

Compliment her on her fashion choice.
No. 43406 ID: f4963f
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"Looking sharp there."

Joel grunts tiredly in amusement.

"So, now that you've woken up a little more, what do you think of the voyage to Colorado?"

"Oh god," she says, nursing her coffee. "I-I thought you were kidding. Why do we need to go to Colorado, then?"

Nicolas explains the situation to her.

"You know you're just a bit strange, right? I mean, n-nobody just goes to Colorado b-because a website went down." She pauses and drinks deeply from her mug. "But y-y'know, it's just crazy enough. And I sure as hell want to get out of this city. Tell you what, Nic, if you can get us out of here, I'll come along for the ride."


"Of course, you have a plan to get past the quarantine, right?"

Wait, what?
No. 43407 ID: f4963f
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"The entire city has been quarantined by the military. They're not letting citizens through b-because of the zombie epi-epidemic. And the MIB."

"They don't know that the zombie germs are basically fuck-all when it comes to infectivity?"

"I think they'd rather be wrong and keep citizens in, than be wrong and undead."

Nicolas unfurls a map of the city. Right now, there seem to be two obvious ways out of the city - ESCAPE BY LAND, wherein they somehow get past the citizen quarantine, or ESCAPE BY SEA, wherein they leave through the city's port. The first has the obvious advantage of letting Nicolas bring his car along, but the latter is likely to be easier.

We did mention that we're an east coast city, right? It's gonna be a long drive to Colorado.

There is also an airport, but only a fuckwit would try to fly a plane out of a quarantined city, and Nic's pretty sure neither of them is a licensed pilot.

Nicolas is pretty sure that the military will only let by other military personnel; there's also the possibility of hitching a ride on some vessel or another, or simply trying to run over the border at a weak spot, provided there is one. Perhaps one could be created with a sufficient distraction; Nic's not sure.

How do we go about this?
No. 43412 ID: a9a44e

"Sure. Kill anyone that tries to stop us."
No. 43413 ID: f98e0b

That's not a very gentlemanly plan.

We'll improvise.
No. 43415 ID: e3f578

I say we pretend we're the FBI, which are probably super jealous with the MIB for stealing their badass suits. We're going to report to an FBI supervisor or some crazy shit like that in Colorado, FBI's home away from home DC.

Just change Joel's MIB ID and yours to an FBI ID, your lawyer expertise probably has some idea what an FBI ID looks like.

Also, lets play some nice classical music with your illusion talents to impress Joel.
No. 43511 ID: f4963f
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>No, let's not kill anyone who gets in that way; that would be ungentlemanly.
Nicolas agrees. He'd rather not attack anyone who's against the MIB unless it's pretty clear they're assholes themselves. He'd really rather not start jumping off the slippery slope.

"Well, I can't really say what our plan will be," says Nicolas. "We'll improvise."

"Our master tactician."

"You're sort of the expert here, I dare say."
No. 43512 ID: f4963f
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>Falsify IDs.
Nicolas... actually knows where he could get access to the right kind of equipment for falsifying IDs. If he paired an ID with a disguise, he might be able to slip past the quarantine. Unfortunately, there are two of us, and the person with the equipment is not an especially reputable person.

The guy's name is CZ. He's one of the big names in the criminal underground in this city, and is unfortunately also known for having a short temper and a somewhat paranoid personality. The latter is probably what's kept him alive this long. He's also getting into dealing psionics without a license, apparently. The MIB as well as normal government officials are probably both trying to shut that down.

Right now, it looks like Nicolas has to choose between two things. We can either attempt to deal with the crime lord and hopefully acquire some falsified IDs, or we can scope out the perimeter of the city and look for an opportunity of some sort.
No. 43518 ID: 15f6d6

Sounds like a plan. We'd have to get one legitimate one, and one that looked like whatever for Nic.
No. 43523 ID: 8b14a1

Right, Nick can illusion his Driver's License to look like the appropriate ID.

Lets check out this CZ fellow.
No. 43603 ID: f4963f
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>Let's get us some fake IDs.

Alright then! Forwards ho!

Obective One: Acquire IDs and get the hell out of here!

Objective Two: Colorado, ho!
No. 43800 ID: 15f6d6

No. 45084 ID: f4963f
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Forward! To battle!

Nicolas explains his plan to Joel, who agrees that false IDs might be useful for getting out of the city. She agrees to accompany him down to CZ's. Nicolas also brings Skimbleshanks and Mappy with, so that he can avoid having to return to the house.

He also decides that giving a known criminal mastermind his bank info for a transfer might be somewhat unwise. He decides to withdraw two metric fucktons of money and convert them into briefcases full of cash, which is, of course, the only legitimate way to do business.

Nicolas and Joel are now outside CZ's hideout. Two guards keep watch outside the alleyway; some chick with spikey bracelets and a really shiny sushi knife, and a black guy with beatnick glasses who's whistling to himself. Neither of them pay much attention to the two of them.
No. 45087 ID: 8b14a1

Politely ask these two fine gentlement where you may find CZ, for you have business to do with him.
No. 45111 ID: f4963f
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>Politely ask these two fine gentlemen where you may find CZ, for you have business to do with him.

"Hello, gentlemen! May I ask you two fine sirs where I may find CZ, for I have business to do with him."

The two of them turn to look at Nicolas. The gaze he's getting from the sushi-knife person is particularly intense. In the background, Joel seems to be palming her face. After a few moments of silence, the hipster-looking guy answers.

"Hey, dog. You want to get to CZ, you gotta get through Roxie and me, hear? And you don't wanna mess with Roxie. She breaks people." His expression is totally blank. It's hard to tell what he's thinking with those shiny glasses on. "No weapons and no psychic junk when visiting the Boss," he continues. "We want all our business to be level, capiche?"

Nicolas has his derringer pistol on him, along with a small host of magic items. The derringer's small enough to concealed carry, but if they check him, they may notice some of his other inventory items.
No. 45124 ID: 6c80cf


They said specifically psychics and weapons. Nothing else.

Give them the pistol.
No. 45159 ID: f4963f
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>Give him the concealable pistol, but not the bigass crystal, thaumic disruptor, or other psychic shit.
... okay! That makes perfect sense!

So we hand the guards our super-compact, easily concealable Derringer pistol because... we're clever like that.

"Ah, thanks, bro. We'd have probably missed that. Still gotta give you a pat-down for other weapons and shit before you can see the Man, though."
No. 45173 ID: 8b14a1

...Allow the pat down. Go on in. Hope for the best.

Feel retarded for giving up the pistol.
No. 45178 ID: 820cf9

Why the hell wouldn't we give the crystal? we can summon it to us with a thought.
No. 45219 ID: f4963f
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>Feel retarded for giving up the pistol.

>...Allow the pat down. Go on in. Hope for the best.
No point in turning back now. Nicolas subjects himself to the pat down. It's not particularly thorough, but it's still no surprise that the crystal and disruptor are found. The hipster guy takes both of them. "A crystal, huh? Haven't seen one of those since Psych's gang attacked our guys last week. Anyway, I'll talk to Boss."

He leaves for a few minutes, then returns.

"Yeah, okay, you can come through. He says you can't zap him without the crystal, so it should be good."

Nicolas glances to Joel, who seems to have unpacked the machine pistol, and is now fiddling with the clip. She notices him.

"Oh, no, I'm staying back here. Someone's gotta w-watch our crap. Sides, I like my guns too much. And I can make sure they don't stash y-your stuff away."

No. 45220 ID: f4963f
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>Go on in.
Nicolas makes his way into CZ's place. It's in what looks like an abandoned apartment building. He heads on up to the second floor and opens the door. There, he finds...

Wow. Is this supposed to be CZ? He's kind of... short. I mean, Nicolas isn't exactly tall, and this guy's a head below Nicolas. Highschool freshmen make this guy look tall.

"Well well well, if it isn't mister Psion. Thought you could CONTROL MY BRAIN with your mind waves, did you? Well you'll never get it, cause I'm one step ahead!"

Dear god, this guy's a loon.
No. 45225 ID: 7eda8b

Immediately gravitate towards most useful items.

"How much for the bread and cat statuette?"
No. 45226 ID: 476456

"Wouldnt it be hilarious if you were really like that?"
No. 45238 ID: f4963f
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"Wouldnt it be hilarious if you were really like that?"

"... what do you mean by that?" CZ's expression is somewhere between confused, guarded, and annoyed. Nicolas wonders if upsetting a paranoid and somewhat crazy crime lord is really a good idea.
No. 45240 ID: 476456

"nah i'm just foolin'...how much for the lamp?"
No. 45241 ID: f4963f
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>Immediately gravitate towards most useful items.
>"How much for the bread and cat statuette?"
Nic... isn't sure that's a cat statuette.

Actually, Nicolas isn't sure what it is. This little... figurine... thing is, at best, a horrible crime against nature. It looks as though some perverse, cthulhu-worshipping cult tried to come to grips with the conception of 'cute' and churned out this Nightmare Fuel of a figurine.

Its pose and general shape suggest that it's supposed to be a dog, but its ears and facial shape are more catlike than doglike. It also has a superfluous tuft of fur under its swinelike nose give it the appearance of having a mustache. Even the way its ears are swept seems to resemble devil horns better than any living animal's ears.

No, Nicolas does not want this Mustachioed Cat Pig Devil Dog.

The bread, however, is kind of cool.

"How much for the bread and cat statuette?"

"That bread sustains all of existence, mister Psion," says CZ. "It can only be destroyed in the DEPTHS OF HELL, and when it is, ALL EXISTENCE WILL BE CONSUMED. ... so I'd say something like five hundred, six hundred dollars."

... right.
No. 45243 ID: f4963f
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"Haha, disregard that earlier comment," says Nicolas. "How about the lamp?"

CZ: Fifteen bucks.

Nic: It won't end existence?

CZ: It's a lamp, mister Psion.
No. 45255 ID: 476456

"Whats that in the middle there?"
if its silly take the lamp and the bread.
No. 45263 ID: f4963f
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"What about that thing up there?" Nicolas asks, pointing to the middle object.

"Ah. That's my BRAIN PROTECTION HAT. It protects me from PSIONS like you and that crazy bitch Psych. ... except she somehow penetrates its defensive barriers." He furrows his brow in thought.

"... right. Um. Well, before we get down to business, I suppose I'd be interested in buying the lava lamp and the bread."

"The bread that will END ALL EXISTENCE?"

"Yeah, that bread."

Nicolas has no idea why he's doing this.

Seven hundred dollars later, Nicolas has the bread and lamp in his inventory. He figures it's time to get down to business, then.

"I'd like to use your forgery equipment."

"Hahaha. Of course you would. You want to make military ID cards, don't you? The military fears me and my equipments' masterful forgeries."

"Rrright. How much would that be?"

"Two metric fucktons of money, flat." CZ gives a little grin.

That's... that's a lot of money!
No. 45265 ID: 476456

"uh.. how about i trade you this bread for them.."
No. 45268 ID: f21281

"fuckton" is not a valid unit of measurement.
No. 45277 ID: f4963f
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Sure it is! A metric fuckton is ten metric shitloads. Didn't you learn anything in school?

This prospective purchase would knock Nicolas down two wealth levels. Nicolas isn't sure whether he should accept the price or haggle, though. CZ's kind of crazy, but that's also a lot of cash!
No. 45289 ID: efa41b

Haggle like the fist of the north star. Your a lawyer, you should be fairly good at it.
No. 45291 ID: f4963f
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>Bread for IDs?
"Do you think I'm an idiot? That's five, six hundred dollars at most. Not nearly a metric fuckton, much less two."

Looks like he doesn't have a bad short-term memory, at least.
No. 45328 ID: f4963f
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>Haggle like the Fist of the North Star
Hell yeah, now we're talking! Though normally our partners are a little saner. We'll make do.

"Two metric fucktons?" Nicolas asks. "Hrrrm. I don't know. There's a pretty good place I can go near the seafront that's got them for a lot less. I know a guy, y'know?"

"I think you're bluffing," says CZ.

"And I'm beginning to doubt if you can really deliver on the quality," says Nicolas. "I mean, one of your guards there was armed with a sushi knife. Really?"

"... she has a gun too!" he says indignantly.

"So I just don't know if I'm willing to risk that much money on the chance of your IDs being that good. It's a lot to pay up front, and my expectations aren't that high."

"Fine, fine. One and a half."

"Mmmno," says Nicolas. "I wouldn't bother for more than half that price. I suppose I'll try using psion powers on the guards at the gate or something."

"Very funny, mister Psion. I won't go lower than one and a half."

Hrm... it looks like Nicolas is going to need something to sweeten up the deal. What should we offer him?
No. 45329 ID: f78140

"how about 1 fuckton of money, and i'll let you in on a couple little secrets about psions you can use to protect yourself better?"
No. 45330 ID: 4553b2

We can tell him all about how your powers never seem to work on the color yellow. You have no idea why, but they don't.
No. 45350 ID: f4963f
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>One metric fuckton of money, and a host of useful info against psions.

Nicolas informs CZ that he can go for one (1) briefcase full of money, and in return, he'll let the guy in on some secret protections against psions like Psych. CZ's tone dramatically changes.

"That, mister Psion... that is an acceptable deal."

Nicolas proceeds to inform CZ about how his powers don't seem to work on anything yellow. He also says that 'psychic resonance' from large dangly earrings interferes with them, and tells CZ that his tin foil hat failed him because it hasn't been properly microwaved yet. Tin foil hats only work because they've caught purely focused microwaves.

"I KNEW it! They laughed at me! THEY LAUGHED AT ME! I knew it worked!"

"You certainly did."

Nicolas hands over a whole bunch of money. His wealth drops one level, from AFFLUENT to WELL-OFF.

Nicolas is having a hard time not laughing his ass off.

CZ gives Nicolas directions to the equipment room, as well as a password he needs to give at the door.
No. 45351 ID: 4553b2

No. 45379 ID: f4963f
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No. 45397 ID: 01383e

remember to specify that these are based on YOUR experiences. you aren't quite sure if it varies from psion to psion.

No. 45873 ID: f4963f
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It's quite a ways up. Nicolas proceeds to the 10th story door and knocks. An eye slot flips open, and a voice comes from the other side of the door. "What is the password?"


... has Nicolas mentioned that CZ is an idiot lately?
No. 45874 ID: f4963f
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The door opens to a room full of sensitive electronic equipment. There's a coffee machine in the corner, and a guard who keeps a close eye on Nicolas. There's a window showing a clear view of the skyline. Nicolas wonders why they don't even bother to cover it.

So were we only making an ID for Joel, or one ID for each of us? Nicolas had the foresight to bring photos for both, and it's mainly a question of how long he wants to stay here.
No. 45881 ID: 4553b2

Might as well make both, seeing as we paid for access to the equipment instead of for IDs straight out. Man CZ needs to think these things through.

Anyway, while you set up the ID things, give Joel a call and tell her the plan went smoothly, and you'll be done with these IDs sometime soon.
No. 45914 ID: f4963f
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>Call Joel, let her know we're okay.
That's a really good idea! Nicolas calls up Joel and catches her up. The guy who looks like he's from the Beatles watches Nicolas intently as he does so.

"Wow. W-well, good to know you're okay. I guess I'll just... feed Mappy and Skimbles while I wait, then. Uh... s-see you later, okay?"

No. 45915 ID: f4963f
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>Two IDs. Cause CZ is stupid.
Yeah, CZ could be a much better crime boss. To be fair, he is price gouging, just in the totally wrong way. Nicolas should give him pointers!

Then again, after his last set of tips, CZ might not be very receptive.

Alright! Nicolas finishes two high-quality forged IDs in about an hour. They even have little chip cards inside that should fool simple security systems. Now time to...

What happened to the lights?
No. 45916 ID: f4963f
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There's a bright flash, and then a moment of silence.

... Nicolas thinks he hears a helicopter.
No. 45918 ID: 9d41ab

No. 45924 ID: 4553b2

...Well, time to abandon ship.

Lets get the fuck out of here before Kara summons up that giant guard bot and it chases you out of town.
No. 45948 ID: f4963f
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No. 45951 ID: f4963f
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Nicolas is on the 10th floor. There's a winding stairwell leading DOWNSTAIRS, as well as stairs going up.

Nicolas can hear gunfire coming from down below, and shouting. It's still too distant to make out what's being said.
No. 45954 ID: 9d41ab

Go downstairs as quickly as possible and try to avoid the noise when it sounds like it's less than 2 doors away or so.

Call hotbritches and ask if she knows what's going on.
No. 45955 ID: 4553b2

Well, there is a helicopter attacking up top.

No choice but to head DOWNWARD, and hope for the best.
No. 45977 ID: f4963f
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>DOWNSTAIRS! Avoid Gunfire.
Alright. The gunfire sounds like it's quite a ways down, so Nicolas rushes down the stairwell. Glancing down, he can see the Beatles guy about a floor below him with a weapon drawn. It looks like there's a firefight down there, but it's much too dark to tell who's attacking CZ.

>Ask if Joel knows what's going on.
That sounds like a good idea. Nicolas ducks into a doorway a few floors above the shootout and calls her.

The phone rings three times before it's answered.

"NICOLAS?" her voice comes in the other end over gunfire. "WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU? THEY'RE IN THE BUILDING!"



The phone's reception goes out.
No. 45979 ID: f4963f
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Control switches to Joel.
No. 45983 ID: 9d41ab

Call Nic. Shoot through the front of the building to make a distraction, and then slip around to the back. Tell him to head toward you.
No. 45998 ID: 708864

Show us our surroundings.
No. 46007 ID: f4963f
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>Show us your surroundings
Right, sorry. Joel's still a bit rushed on adrenaline.

>Call Nic and-
... it seems we're foiled at step one. The worst part is that we were about to GIVE him some goddamn directions.

Her cell battery's good, but it's not getting a signal at all. It was at three bars before, so she can only assume something happened to the reception tower.

You know. All of them in the city.

Goddamn MIB.

This is a pretty simple building, though; Joel's seen buildings like it before. It has two SIDE DOORS leading into alleyways, and a MAIN ENTRANCE. Since this building's being possessed by a crime lord and allegedly unoccupied, the main entrance has likely been closed off.

It also has a FIRE ESCAPE.

The 'main entrance' seems to be a side door in the alleyway. That's where the MIB stormed when they came. They left a few CARS here, along with a driver / guard who met the wrong end of her Glock 17.

Joel currently has a MACHINE PISTOL ( 20/30 ), a GLOCK 17 w/ laser sight ( 16/17 ), a bullet-resistant vest, a cell phone, and a pack of mint gum.

ALL THAT OTHER SHIT is in Nic's car.
No. 46039 ID: 15f6d6

Lets go up the fire escape and see what we can see by peeking in windows.
No. 46048 ID: cd08c0

Well, obviously, you should LOOT EVERYTHING. These MIBs are likely to have ammo and weaponry which will help you.

Actually, you still look the part of an MIB, so maybe you should consider taking some of their glasses. It probably won't stand up to a concentrated grilling, but it might fool some of the other Sweepers at a cursory glance.

And then... then we save Nic. Think about him, Joel! Think of what he's like. He's a nerdy clueless dork. He's doomed without you. Think of his sexy, sexy glasses and dapper top hat, and the passion that he puts into everything, the passion he could show you if only
I'm sorry what? I got distracted.

Anyway, loot the bodies, then go save Nic.
No. 46053 ID: 95484a

>...it's not getting a signal at all. It was at three bars before, so she can only assume something happened to the reception tower. You know. All of them in the city.

You're not a frequent cell phone user, are you? This happens ALL THE TIME.

Loot everything, including car keys, before heading in for support via the fire escape. Never hurts to have an extra getaway vehicle. Get in at the fifth floor, and see if you can figure out where Nicolas is from there.
No. 46062 ID: f4963f
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Joel acquires four Walther PPKs, their ammo clips, some tacky shades, MIB Car keys, thirty five cents, and a shower loofah. One of the guards just had a SHOWER LOOFAH in his coat pocket. Joel doesn't even know fucking why.

... fucking MIBs.

>Climb the fire escape, peer inside.
The fire escape sounds like a good way to circumvent a whole lot of trouble. Joel clammers up to the second floor and peers in.

It looks like a midget wearing dangly earrings, a bright yellow jacket and a tinfoil hat is shooting an AK-47 at some MIB Scrubbers.

What the hell.
No. 46064 ID: f4963f
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>Fifth floor
Joel has no idea where Nic is, but the fifth floor is a little less than halfway up the building. Sounds good.

Alright, we're inside. Doesn't seem like the MIBs have come up this far yet.
No. 46067 ID: 476456

What happened to the guards, nic is going to want his derringer back.
No. 46068 ID: 15f6d6

Call for nick, quietly.
No. 46093 ID: f4963f
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>What happened to the guards? Nic's going to want his Derringer back.
Well, Roxie's the one who has his Derringer. She's down on the ground level.
... looks like she's doing alright.

>Call for Nic quietly.
Quietly? Do you know how loud a firefight in a stairwell like this is? Joel calls out for Nicolas... well, at less than full volume, anyway.
No. 46095 ID: f4963f
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... is that Joel's voice?

Control has been returned to Nicolas.
No. 46097 ID: 15f6d6

Does it sound like its coming from above or below?
No. 46108 ID: f4963f
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Above, sounds like. But there were some other sounds from above, too. Sounded like someone coming from a higher entrance. He hasn't heard anything since then, but GUNFIRE IS REALLY LOUD.

Nicolas is just glad this damn quest ignores hearing damage.
No. 46114 ID: e3f578

Nicholas is that genre-savvy he knows he's in quest? Well then why doesn't he... initiate a common awesome quest trope that I forgot about.

Let's just look around for enemies or bodies.If no enemies, loot the bodies and search for the level boss on the ground if your near the staircase. CZ is a mini-boss, we're not looking for him.
No. 46120 ID: 15f6d6

Lets get out instead of looting. Head up and look for Joel, since she's clearly in the stairwell.
No. 46123 ID: f4963f
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>Nicolas is that genre savvy to know he's in quest?

Isn't it obvious that that was an aside comment from the quest author? I mean GEEZ REALLY.

Besides, the boss is probably, like, the freakin HELICOPTER or something. Seriously, Nicolas bets fifty bucks it's gonna be the goddamn helicopter.

Or maybe Victor again.
No. 46125 ID: 6faa8c

No, it'll be Vic IN THE HELICOPTER
No. 46142 ID: 4553b2


But we are getting off topic.

Head upstairs to where you heard Joel, so you aren't pathetic and defenseless any longer. Gat a PPK from her, but don't use it. Just have it on hand, just in case.

We're still going for Derringer Classy.
No. 46157 ID: f4963f
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>Head upstairs to Joel, who's clearly somehow higher up in the stairwell.
Nicolas agrees.

Joel may now be given commands! However, Joel is an INDIRECT PC. Commands for Joel should be prefaced with 'Joel:' or otherwise very obviously addressed to Joel.

>Victor in a helicopter!
Are you trying to get us killed?
No. 46158 ID: 15f6d6

Okay, out the fire escape and to safety!
No. 46159 ID: 4553b2

On your way down the fire escape:
Nic: Keep an eye on the skies, so you get warning if that chopper comes after you.

Joel: Keep an eye on the ground, so we don't get ambushed by MIBs from below.

Our current objective is to get the derringer classy back. Actually while we're thinking about our stuff, call back your crystal now.
No. 48139 ID: f4963f
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>Summon crystal back.
Nicolas actually did that off-screen. He's glad you're thinking of these things, though!

Nicolas has barely used his powers today, meaning he's in prime shape to apply them here. That is to say, our PSYCHIC METER is pretty much full. Our MANA is barely depleted. We've only burnt maybe a few cantrips from our SPELL SLOTS. And other highly geeky analogies that Nicolas couldn't explain to Joel.

Suffice to say, we're ready to sling some spells.
No. 48141 ID: f4963f
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>Exit via fire escape.
The fire escape's pretty convenient for getting the fuck out of dangerous places, Nicolas has to admit.

It's almost like that's the entire point or something.

Nicolas keeps an eye out for the chopper, while Joel looks out for agents down below. Neither of them see anything interesting - Nicolas can hear the helicopter, to be sure, but it's not in sight, and it doesn't sound particularly close. Somewhere on the other side of the building.

>We need to reclaim our DERRINGER CLASSY.
Hell yes we do. How do we do this?
No. 48174 ID: 4553b2

When we get to the bottom, go back around to the entrance to CZ's place. Help them get rid of the MIBs, then ask for your weapons back from the helpful mooks.
No. 48317 ID: f4963f
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>Enter back entrance, help CZ's gang fend off the MIB.

This could work. And could possibly earn us an ally! Nicolas knows from years of cinema that having friends in the underground is quite frankly one of the most useful attributes a hero can have! Besides, they have our CLASSY DERRINGER.

Nicolas and Joel begin to climb down, but they've only gone down about one story before Nicolas stops the two of them. The helicopter blades are getting close-

OH FUCK! Nicolas told you guys it was going to be the helicopter! HE TOTALLY CALLED IT.

A crackling sound comes on over a loudspeaker. "Ah, Mister Zere. Good day to you. We understand that you had a bit of a run-in with our vice-leader. The MIB do not take kindly to that."

Nicolas can hear the thing's weapons warming up.

*Krzzzt* - "Any last words?"
No. 48326 ID: 4553b2


Telekinetically jerk the helicopter's joystick to your left, so it slams into that other building there.
No. 48339 ID: 476456

>> Any last words?
No. 48343 ID: 7eda8b

Use telekinesis to push the helicopter's cyclic stick forward and to the side, so its blades smack against the building beside you and be damaged or destroyed.
No. 48433 ID: f4963f
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>Pull cycle stick.
YES. This is the part where he uses a simple and seemingly ineffectual power to bring down a super-monolithic machine of war. Nicolas DIGS it. He takes a dramatic stance and lifts his hand, which begins to glow green. The helicopter pilot keeps talking.

"Not running, eh? Such a pity. I was looking forward to seeing you BROILING IN FLAMES. Though in some ways, this is going to be a lot funnier. Lemme guess, you got magic bullet protection? Maybe a few layers of it, even? You have no idea what calibur these machine guns are. Hohoho. You're WAY out of your league, Zere! WAY out of-"
No. 48434 ID: f4963f
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"What the hell is happening I can't-"
No. 48436 ID: f4963f
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... FUCK YES THAT WAS SWEET, and barely took any focus. Nic's got some feedback, but it's only like an ice-cream headache.

Unfortunately, we've probably alerted every MIB in two blocks in the process.
No. 48437 ID: 7eda8b

Holy moley! What are those heli blades made out of? Scrith?

Open a window and get inside before your scaffold is compromised.
No. 48441 ID: c42be6

Surprised you were able to do that, honestly. Figured he'd just be able to, y'know, hold the sticks steady. But whatever, finish heading to the ground, and see how things look down there.
No. 48442 ID: 95484a

Retrieve Derringer. Quickly. We must have our primary weapon!
No. 48452 ID: e3f578

Pat yourself on the back for that impressive, yet anticlimactic final boos fight ending.

Shit, be careful. I think that WAS a miniboss.
No. 48466 ID: 7eda8b

>Surprised you were able to do that
Helis controls are highly temperamental, especially in a hover.
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>Get inside before the scaffolding's compromized
>Get derringer!
These tasks complement each other nicely.

Joel and Nicolas enter the giant stairwell. CZ, Roxie, and HipsterGuy seem to still be fighting off mooks. Actually, there's a lot of mooks. It looks like they might be in over their heads.
No. 48534 ID: 4553b2

Tell Joel to shoot the lizard man first, he breathes fire.
No. 48557 ID: 632862

I believe that's a Doobie.
No. 48566 ID: 4553b2

Oh would you look at that, it is a doobie. DEFINITELY shoot it first.
No. 48626 ID: 7eda8b

Grab whatever firearms are available and add to the weight of fire!
No. 48695 ID: 11cc5c


Do not even think about it! We are going for the 'Classy Derringer'-Achievement!
Nic: Take cover!
Joel: Spray em!
No. 49257 ID: f4963f
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>The doobie must die.
Joel agrees.
No. 49258 ID: f4963f
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>Nicolas: Take cover, Joel: Spray them!
That sounds like a plan. Joel may be four stories up, but the mooks are all clustered together. She runs the machine pistol's clip empty.
No. 49260 ID: f4963f
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That was a little easier than Nic expected. Looks like the Conservation of Ninjitsu is in full swing here. Hopefully now he can head down and pick up his Derringer. He'd like to get out of here before the next squad comes with rocket launchers or a tank or something. Apparently they know him well enough to recognize him on sight, and considering he just killed their SIC yesterday, they probably have all the reason to hunt him to the ends of the earth. All the more reason for leaving the city, he supposes. Then he and Joel can be ROAD WARRIORS, maybe fend off agents in a high-speed chase or...

... huh. Joel looks a little depressed.
No. 49261 ID: 6faa8c

Ask her what's up.
No. 49265 ID: 2cbe3e

Better get the hell outta there.

Doobies got regeneration.
No. 49266 ID: 4553b2

Put a hand on her shoulder. "You did what you had to do. But its okay, because you've upgraded to mauve shirt. You're not a mook anymore. I mean, there is that redemption equals death thing going against you, but that usually would have hit by now. C'mon, we need to keep moving."
No. 49269 ID: 304aee


"Friends of yours?"
No. 49273 ID: f4963f
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"What's wrong?"

"Oh, i-it's just... I just gunned down a bunch of sweepers, right? I-I mean, yesterday, I used to be one of them. It's... it's kind of weird."

"You didn't recognize any of them, did you?"

"N-nah," she stammers. "The only guy I really knew on the force was Bubbles. W-well, Bubbles and Victor, but Victor w-was an asswipe. Really. F-fuck Victor."

>Reassure her that she's not a red shirt.
Nicolas puts a hand on her shoulder. "It's okay, Joel. You're a mauve shirt now."

"A what?" she asks.

Hrm. Nicolas will have to introduce her to TVTropes.
"You know," Nicolas says. "One of them. A grunt working for a supercorp. You were sick of that, right?"

"Yeah," she says. "I-it's just a bit weird, is all..."

Nicolas nods.

>Get out of there before the doomy doobie gets back up.
Right, right. Nicolas rubs her shoulder again. "We should probably leave before more MIBs come."

"R-right..." She sniffs a little. "Right, o-of course."
No. 49274 ID: 4553b2

Retrieve Derringer, brofist CZ.
No. 49287 ID: f4963f
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>Retrieve Derringer, Brofist CZ
Here's a surprise for you: CZ has some very interesting conceptions about brofisting. Something about secret handshakes, the illuminati, and the cheese grater industry, Nicolas stopped paying attention.

He does manage to thank Nicolas and Joel for their assistance, though, even if Nicolas IS trying to eat his brain.

Roxie also approaches Nicolas. "Your gun." She says.

"Yes?" asks Nicolas.

"It's very shiny."


"I like that."

She deposits the weapon in Nic's hands and walks on by.

>Check Doobie for regeneration?
It... seems to be dead, Jim. Shot must have put it below -10 HP. We're talking a x3 Crit using massive damage rules here. That thing's pretty dead.

Ignometics might be interested in it, though.
No. 49290 ID: 4553b2

We have no time for dropping off the doobie at Ignometics! Besides, I'm sure they prefer live specimens, and we won't get an affluence boost from a dead specimen.

Let us proceed out of town, so that we may get out of here before Kara summons that giant robot that we'll have to boss fight.
No. 49337 ID: f4963f
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>Let the doobie be. We need to GTFO.
Yes, better to do this. We're on the home stretch, we really need to get out as soon as possible. Nicolas decides that now is the prime time for Ging TFO.

He and Joel arrive in an alleyway across from the burning building. Nicolas inches his way towards the street, keeping an eye out for MIB and other vehicles, but nothing approaches.

Eventually, he gets a glimpse of the street outside. There's a lone MIB sweeper standing in front of a butcher shop. Nicolas' car, as well as one of the MIB cars, is parked nearby.

The person looks vaguely familiar. Nicolas can tell from his glasses that he's a bottom-rung Sweeper, but his gun doesn't seem to be standard issue. Actually, it looks like it's pretty deep in the heavy weapons category. Nicolas thought only Scrubbers had those?

"Oh shit," whispers Joel. "Nic, that's Bubbles."

"Bubbles?" Nicolas asks.

"Bubbles. H-His real name's Charles, but we call him Bubbles because he's chewing gum all the time."

"This is the guy you knew from the MIB, right?"

"Right. He's a sweeper like I am- er, was, but... actually, he's very overqualified for the job. I mean, very."

"... how very?"

"Well, um. He'd probably be a Special Agent or Scrubber by now, if he didn't keep b-breaking procedure. W-we're not allowed to chew gum at work, see."

Wow. That's stupid. That's... very stupid. Nicolas can't believe how stupid that is. Nicolas can't believe how backwards the organization is. THIS IS NOT HOW IT WORKS. Mooks are the guys who go down in one hit, Supervisors are the tough-as-hell baddies. That's how it's supposed to work! None of this taking down Victor in one shot and then being stopped by a mook with a grenade launcher bullshit. God, Nicolas cannot believe how non-Tropes-compliant this goddamn evil organization is.

At least they're snappy dressers.

"I-I'd rather not kill him if we don't have to," says Joel, "but I'm ready to do it. He's... very stupid and loyal. Like a big dog or something. I-I don't think he'd join us."

Right. It looks like he hasn't detected the two of us yet. We need a plan!
No. 49339 ID: 931ee5

Ask Joel if she's a good enough marksman to hit the hand Bubbles is holding the gun with and nothing else.
No. 49340 ID: 95484a

Maybe we can talk our way through this. Joel and Bubbles here worked together, maybe she can convince him that she only quit because we had her at gunpoint, but now she's got us as a prisoner. Even if that doesn't get us past him, it might get us close enough for a clear shot.
No. 49342 ID: f4963f
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>Ranged disarm w/ called shot?
"That would be incredibly hard to do. If you're worried about that grenade launcher, you should probably find a better way to disarm him."

>Fake a hostage situation!
"That... w-well, I'm not that good an actor. You'd have to tell me what to say, and... and probably do most of the talking yourself. If you think you have something, though, go for it. ... what all can you do, anyway? You made that chopper crash earlier, I had no idea you were a psion."

It seems we forgot to tell Joel about the crystal.
No. 49344 ID: 931ee5

Nic, how much would rapidly unloading the grenade launcher with telekinesis drain you?
No. 49347 ID: f4963f
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>How much would unloading the grenade launcher drain you?
Probably not that much, come to think of it. It's just a small telekinetic gesture to pull the trigger.

Main problem is that Nicolas would rather not blow up his own car.

Just to be clear, Nicolas can do much more today than he could yesterday, as he's gotten more used to his powers. Both illusion-wise and telekinesis-wise, he should be able to do significantly larger feats than he did at the mayor's office.

Like, yesterday was basically Prestidigitation, and today he's casting first level spells. You get the idea.
No. 49349 ID: f4963f
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"Actually, come to think of it," says Joel, "h-he is pretty stupid. That hostage thing might work..."
No. 49350 ID: f78140

that grenade launcher works on a revolver type function. use your telekinese to jam it between cycles, then have joel disable him, killing only if necissary.
No. 49430 ID: 4553b2

Create illusion of a GIANT ROBOT ON FIRE running down the street towards Bubbles. Anyone in their right mind would flee such a sight.
No. 49438 ID: 43d730

Go for hostage, then project an illusion of darkness behind his glasses.
Hope he's not dumb enough to spray grenades everywhere, or that Joel has been noted out as an MIB target.
No. 49454 ID: 931ee5

I second doing this, sounds perfect.

Go for it.
No. 49561 ID: f4963f
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>Enter street area under the pretenses of being an MIB hostage.
Alright. Joel leads Nicolas out into the street at gunpoint. Sometime during the planning process, the sky has clouded over, and it's begun to rain. Bubbles notices their approach.

"Excuse me! You two. Stop. I need to..." he pauses, and then tilts his head a few degrees. "... Joel?"

>Pretend that you were made to leave at gunpoint.
Joel puts on her best game face. Her charm's only average, but with luck, any slip-ups will roll off Charles' thick skull. She takes a shot at it. "B-Bubbles," she says, mustering as much professionalism as she can. "I got him. T-This asshat. He... took me away. At gunpoint. And interrogated me!" She prods him in the back. So many things wrong with this. Like why she's not beat up, or why she's wearing a brand new suit that's clearly not hers. She's going to have to count on him being pretty thick...

Bubbles stares at her dryly and pops his gum. "Huh. I was wondering where you went. Said you threw a hissy at boss and quit, and... I thought you had become disloyal. That would have been a shame, because... I'd totally have to kick your ass. Even if you've been a good partner." He peers down at Nicolas. "But why would he interrogate you? He had just shot our second in command, you think he'd be going into hiding."

That... is an unusually intelligent observation for Bubbles. He failed to notice all the other problems with her story, but he did wonder why the hell Nicolas would bother abducting a random sweeper. Joel... hesitates. She doesn't have an answer prepared, crap!

This would be a good time for Nicolas to jump in.
No. 49566 ID: 476456

Nic, trip and faceplant so she has a clear shot on him.
No. 49568 ID: 4553b2

Do this, but Telekinetic jerk the grenade launcher out of his hand on the way down. He's not holding it ready to fire, if you pull towards his thumb it should come free.

Try to grab it on your 'accidental' fall down.
No. 49589 ID: 95484a

Well, we had to find someone who knew about the inner workings of the MIB, didn't we? And she looked like an easy person to capture.
No. 49609 ID: efa41b

We're too far away

Nick: Say "I'm not stupid" (this is a good thing to say to people who are unintelligent, it makes them feel like they missed something and the perceived inconsistencies are their own fault) "I'm not gonna go to ground with no idea what you fuckers are likely to do."
No. 49615 ID: f4963f
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>Dive for cover and nab his gun!
For some reason, this is the first thought that crosses Nic's mind. He lunges forward and yanks the grenade launcher out of the startled man's hands.


The next few minutes are a flash. Nicolas hears a machine pistol spitting rounds, and Charles shouts.
No. 49617 ID: f4963f
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When Nicolas looks up, Bubbles has pulled two heavy revolvers from his coat. It's obvious that he's been wounded by the submachinegun fire; for some reason, he's still standing. The wind kicks up, and the rain splashes harder against his face.

"You shouldn't have done that."
No. 49622 ID: 4553b2

You have a grenade launcher. You can't miss at this distance. I normally wouldn't have to put two and two together, but we're going for the Derringer Classy achievement, so we can't shoot him point blank for an auto kill.

I think its time to make an illusion of a giant robot on fire falling from the sky.
No. 49624 ID: 476456

pretty sure that would kill everyone.
No. 49628 ID: cd08c0

> dramatic wind
> rainstorm
> shouldn't have done that
Oh lord we are fucked.
No. 49630 ID: 931ee5

If you're close enough to, grab Bubbles' ankle and pull him off-balance.
No. 49631 ID: 4553b2

I think that would make us the primary target.

...Considering we have the bullet proof suit and Joel does not, that is probably a good idea. Do this, brace for impact. Shout to Joel to FOR THE LOVE OF GOD SHOOT HIM.
No. 49632 ID: 6c80cf


Uh. Uhhhhhhh.

Give him a psychic wedgie.
No. 49635 ID: f4963f
File 125368594246.jpg - (121.06KB , 850x650 , Ch3_Bubbles_08.jpg )

>You can't miss at this distance.
No. 49639 ID: 476456

Use illusionary noise to mimic a gun being racked behind him and the words "Drop it" in..someone else's voice.
No. 49643 ID: 4553b2

...These have the same weakness his Grenade Launcher did. Psychic their rotating part still, and he can't fire.
No. 49648 ID: 95484a

Those guns of his are revolvers. Six-shooters. Powerful pistols, but take forever to load, especially in a firefight. There should be a catch behind the cylinder that'll open it up and let all the bullets fall out. Hit that with telekinesis.
No. 49660 ID: f4963f
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>Trip him!
Nicolas lunges for the man's legs. "JOEL! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, SHOOT HIM!"

Nicolas' MIGHT score sucks!
No. 49662 ID: f4963f
File 125368866730.jpg - (184.57KB , 850x650 , Ch3_Bubbles_10.jpg )

Thankfully, Nicolas can compensate for that.
No. 49663 ID: f4963f
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Wow. Nicolas didn't think he could throw something that...

No. 49668 ID: efa41b

Fuck, he shot Joel. Make sure he's down, first, a good solid boot to the head should do the trick, then immediately check on Joel.
No. 49672 ID: cd08c0

This guy's a proclaimed badass in a windswept storm dual wielding revolvers. There is no way he's down from being shoved into a wall.
Still, we probably have like three seconds before he figures out what happened and starts shooting again. That's like a move action, right?!
Uh. UH.
How's Joel? What's our current inventory? What resources do we have to fight this guy?!
No. 49674 ID: 7eda8b

NOW shoot him with the grenade launcher!
No. 49675 ID: f4963f
File 125369204519.jpg - (125.80KB , 850x650 , Ch3_Bubbles_12.jpg )

>Jam the guns!
An economic solution, but Nicolas can only focus on one object at a-

HOLY MOTHER OF GOD WHAT IS THE CALIBER ON THOSE THINGS? Nicolas is wearing two layers of protection and he still felt them hit.

Nic's status is now MODERATELY WOUNDED.

She's still standing too, but looks even worse off. He got a solid shot to her shoulder, and she's bleeding heavily. She seems to be still running on adrenaline. She's swapped out the machine pistol for her Glock 17.

Joel's status is HEAVILY WOUNDED.

>Jam the fucking guns!
Nicolas could probably do that. He has no idea how these things work, but he could probably just brute-force jamming it, or at least swerve off Bubble's aim on that gun. However, he can only concentrate on one object at a time, which means he would only be able to jam one gun before Charles could react.

Do we still want to jam the guns?

Nicolas has MODERATE psychic feedback.

>== On Hand Inventory ==
>Weapons: Derringer Pistol (ammo x2), Grenade Launcher (ammo x???)
>Magic Shit: Magic Glasses, Cure Potion x3, Psychic Crystal
>Other: Fancy Lawyer Pen, Joel's MIB badge, Camera Cell Phone

>== JOEL HAS ==
>Weapons: Machine Pistol (Empty?), Glock 17 (>500000/17)
>Other: Pack of gum, cell phone
No. 49676 ID: 7eda8b

No time! Use the grenade launcher! It launches GRENADES!
No. 49677 ID: 476456

Stop getting shot!
No. 49679 ID: cd08c0

> Camera Cell Phone
Turn the flash on, set to maximum brightness, flash Bubbles right in the eyes.
No. 49683 ID: f4963f
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"I thought you were my partner, Joel."

She squeezes off a shot in his direction, but Joel's wounds make her sluggish, and the brute is surprisingly nimble. "... those days are over, Bubbles. I-I turned in my glasses. R-Rastin can go to hell for all I care!"
No. 49684 ID: f4963f
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>Grenade launcher, bitch. USE IT.
Nicolas isn't exactly trained in this weapon,

but it's hardly an exact science.
No. 49685 ID: f4963f
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The street is up with a deafening roar. A piece of wide-flying shrapnel embeds itself in Nicolas' vest. ... no sign of Charles.


Nicolas unlocks his car with his remote.
No. 49688 ID: 7eda8b

Check self for injury as you hurry Joel and yourself into the car and get moving ASAP. Once you're on the road, use health potion as needed.
No. 49690 ID: c8b23f


Bubbles is still alive! Bumrush him!
No. 49744 ID: 4553b2

...God dammit. There goes the Derringer Classy achievement.
No. 50306 ID: f4963f
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>Bubbles is still alive!
Of course he is. Nothing's dead until you've beaten it into unconsciousness, hacked up the body parts, and burned them in a pyre. However, the important thing is that he's not here anymore, and Nicolas just wants to get the hell out of here.

He's also down one grenade launcher.

>Check self for injury as you hurry Joel and yourself into the car and get moving ASAP. Once you're on the road, use health potion as needed.
Right. Nicolas is MODERATELY WOUNDED. His bulletproof bullet-resistant suit and undercover vest served him quite well.

Joel's not looking as well-off, though. She's HEAVILY WOUNDED, and will probably need some form of healing, be it conventional medicine or weirdass psychic healing. She's up and moving, though.

Nicolas and Joel climb into the car. Nicolas starts it and gets the hell out of the area. He hands Joel a healing potion, and she accepts it. ... Huh, those things work pretty well. Her wound closes up, and spits out a gross bloody bullet. ... ew. She throws it out the window. "S-sorry about getting blood on your suit, Nic. Didn't think I'd b-be getting shot today."

"It's alright. Really."

Alright, we've got our fake IDs. If CZ's equipment is half as good as it's supposed to be, these should pass inspection at the quarantine border. Is there anything else we want to do in the city before we go to the checkpoint? This will probably be our last time in the city.
No. 50330 ID: 7eda8b

Purchase food, water, and gasoline for a possible extended trip.
No. 50410 ID: b5bc7c

We've been here too long already. Let's just GTFO.
No. 50579 ID: f4963f
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>Stock up on food, gas, water.
We made a point of stocking up this morning, but Nicolas reviews his supplies, just to be sure they're satisfactory.

Nicolas has five days of food for the lot of the party, including Mappy and Skimbles. He has a hand-cranked flashlight, jumper cables, a spare tire, and fifty feet of rope.

We've also stockpiled on ammunition. There's a whole fucking bunch of ammo here. Just boxes and boxes of it. He's also got a few blankets, two fuel cans, and...

That thing. What the hell is that thing doing here?
No. 50580 ID: 4553b2


Then proceed to checkpoint.
No. 50581 ID: 6faa8c

>assault and Battery issue

No. 50587 ID: e3f578

I think its a Cosmic Horror in a small statue, Nic. You know what that means, it will follow you no matter your struggle, and torment you every second you think about it. Your only hope, as a genre-savvy lawyer, is to ignore it and hope that when the horrors released it attacks enemies.

In other words, its obviously a living statue with its own mind. Respect its place or probably suffer the consequences of getting "bitten by the dog".
No. 50588 ID: 43d730

If you glue it to the hood, no one will steal your car.
No. 50592 ID: f4963f
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>I think it's a Cosmic Horror in a small statue. You know what that means, it will follow you no matter your struggle, and torment you every second you think about it.

. . .
No. 50593 ID: f4963f
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FUCKING MUSTACHED CAT-PIG DOG... THING! Nicolas does not have to put up with this bullshit. He chucks the abominable thing out the window.
No. 50594 ID: f4963f
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Nicolas first finds the quarantine border. Not a problem. He throws a blanket over Mappy and Skimbleshanks, as well as a slew of extra weaponry they're keeping in the back seat. Best not to raise suspicion. Nicolas pulls out his and Joel's false IDs and drives up to the border.

He is, naturally, stopped right at the border. A military officer approaches him, and he rolls down his window.

"Excuse me, sir, but this city is under quarantine. Only members of the armed forces may exit, and to be honest sir, you don't look like the..."

Nicolas hands him the two IDs. He furrows his brow and pushes them into a little card-reader thingie. ... damnit, CZ. This better work.

The thing gives an affirming beep, and he grunts, handing them back. "... well, the cards check out okay," he says. "But you're still suspicious, so I can't let you through just yet. If you're on duty, why aren't you in uniform, and why are you driving a civilian vehicle?"

This would be a good spot for a cover story.
No. 50595 ID: 7eda8b

Sounds good. Let's stop off at a gas station to fill up and fill some cans, then get out of here.

And we could tape it to the hood. It will terrify and demoralize all who would stand before us!
No. 50596 ID: bd6ea1

Ran into some zombies. Vehicle totalled, uniforms a mess, so you appropriated a new one and switched outfits.

Or might he buy something about undercover scouting..
No. 50597 ID: 4553b2

"We've been trying to inflitrate Paraply for some time now, as you can see by our MIB uniforms. We recently discovered a secret base of theirs, and we're moving to investigate. Military uniform would give us away in a moment!"

If he asks where the yellow shades are, say they are annoying to drive with, so you took them off. I hope you have them with you in case he needs to see them.
No. 50601 ID: 7eda8b

We have shades. We stole a pair from a mook back in chapter one.

Put those on. Say "What did you THINK I was doing in there?"

When he answers, interrupt with "Shhh!"
No. 50616 ID: efa41b

How about we just keep it simple? "We're under cover"
No. 50617 ID: ed8d8a

Why, is this lowly border guard even CLEARED for information about our mission?
No. 50618 ID: f4963f
File 125385166169.jpg - (101.96KB , 850x650 , Ch3_GTFO_06.jpg )

Yeah, we have MIB shades. Multiple pairs, actually. Nicolas holds up a pair. "I'm afraid the details are classified."

The officer looks down at him. "... and you didn't have time to change back into a proper uniform?"

"I'm afraid we couldn't sir. Our ride got trashed by zeds, and our uniforms were contaminated. We thought it most prudent to take the undercover car."

He looks thoughtful for a moment. Nicolas can practically hear the DM rolling a sense motive check.

"Arright, sonny. You're clear."

Oh thank god.

"Thank you, sir."
No. 50625 ID: 7eda8b

Say "I just hope they figure out how to get effective artillery fire on call before they send any more poor sons of bitches into that godforsaken place," then drive away.
No. 50633 ID: f4963f
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"Any luck with the artillery?"

"Nah," he says. "That damn crystal keeps intercepting it, and we want to avoid reckless civilian casualties."

Right then. Nicolas rolls up his window. That went pretty well. Onwards! Towards Colorado, and...
No. 50636 ID: f4963f
File 125385302236.jpg - (132.23KB , 850x650 , Ch3_End_02.jpg )

... oh god.

Oh god.


No. 50638 ID: f4963f
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No. 50639 ID: 7eda8b

Careen wildly.
No. 50658 ID: f4963f
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Nicolas' connection to his crystal is getting stronger! But how do his powers improve? That's up to you guys. So get it right, bitches.

Nicolas' crystal currently has two powers: MINOR TELEKINESIS and MINOR ILLUSIONS.

MINOR TELEKINESIS lets him lift Mappy-sized objects with a little effort, and at its fullest extent can let him throw a person, albeit with hella FEEDBACK.

MINOR ILLUSIONS allow Nicolas to create simple visual and audio illusions, and at its fullest extent, could be used to overlay an illusion onto himself, creating a disguise, albeit with hella FEEDBACK.

There are three things we can do:
-Improve to Telekinesis (Moderate)
-Improve to Illusions (Moderate)
-Develop a new power at (Minor) level.

Things that Nicolas strains to do now become routine at Moderate level. Essentially, he can throw people-heavy objects around at will with MODERATE TELEKINESIS, or use disguise self at will with MODERATE ILLUSIONS.
New powers begin at the MINOR level, which is about the same level of capability Nic displayed today.

Any votes for a third power should simply be 'NEW POWER'; otherwise specific power choices will be watered down.

So guys. Three options:


Have fun.
No. 50660 ID: 9e9b47


New Power.
No. 50661 ID: 6faa8c

No. 50662 ID: 6faa8c

No. 50665 ID: 7eda8b

No. 50669 ID: 4553b2

New Powah
No. 50689 ID: efa41b

No. 50690 ID: 931ee5

New Powah: healan (preferably the kind of healan that you can use on either yourself or others).
No. 50704 ID: fd6933

New Powah: affinity for magical items.
No. 50716 ID: 782100

No. 50748 ID: 43452e


No. 50760 ID: 9d41ab


(This is about a million times more useful than telekinesis, guys.)
No. 50804 ID: 5ba271

No. 50820 ID: b5bc7c

Fuck you I want my force choke.

No. 50838 ID: 6c80cf


No. 50851 ID: 034a30

No. 50894 ID: 43d730

Precog Minor.
No. 50898 ID: d57673

New power: Pyrokenesis. FIRE. SET THE WORLD ABLAZE.
No. 51510 ID: b7aed8

No. 52025 ID: f4963f
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As of the time of this posting -

New Power: 6
Telekinesis: 8
Illusion 3

Alright, voting closed! I got a lot more responses than I expected to. Thanks for voting, people. <3

It looks like Telekinesis beat out New Power by two votes, so we'll go with that.

See you next chapter!
No. 52089 ID: 9891a9

You are adorable. Remember that.
No. 52095 ID: 15f6d6

I would lick your tiny face.
No. 52254 ID: f4963f
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D'aww... you think so? Thank you~
No. 52506 ID: 931ee5
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