Superheroes of the Trust Game Thread

"I don't lie Nitro. Everything I told you was truth, not after the fact justification."

"Nor is the Cosmic Balance New Age nonsense. It's as real as this." she said, the air around her hands shimmering, solidifying into a infinity symbol. The symbol is made of some sort of clear crystaline substance. In fact, it's solid air.

"Wait. I was wanting ice. Not air...." she looked at the object in confusion and tried again. This time, she creates another symbol out of ice. But the air symbol remains.

She looks at them all again, knowing that they still doubted her, still didn't believe that good and evil were quantifiable, that demons were real. She sighed, knowing that she had to give them that proof, in order to keep them from making stupid mistakes and killing themselves. She reached for the power that was part magic and part something else, something that no one had yet to identify and began to shape it into something that would give Star the evidence she so craved.

"You want evidence Star? I hope I can give you and the others evidence that you can believe, see and touch." she said, her eyes and hair bleeding white as the two symbols float in the air and begin spinning. She takes out bits of webbing and things Onigumi touched, wincing as the various images of his past actions flicker in her mind. The bits of webbing and other items join to the spinning symbols, which forms into a glowing disk of St. Elmo's fire.

And you see what Hope sees, experience what she has seen and felt in the items, the memories they contain, of Onigumi biting a victim, feeling the intense joy and pleasure and he literally sucks the soul out of the hapless prisoner and you feel the sheer terror of that prisoner followed by an awful, final silence.

You also see him reading their thoughts, delighting in planning their demise, what he would have done to them and their loved ones had he been able to, what he would have done to everyone present had he been able to.

This is what Hope experiences when she touches something, when the past of an object speaks to her.

It's rarely pleasant.

When it is done, the spinning disk of objects clatter to the table, jolting everyone into awareness. Hope's eyes and hair turn back to their normal colors and she looks at the others. "There is my evidence. Take it as you will,"

And you wonder how she can bear to touch those objects, knowing what horrors they contained even before she showed them to you. And you realize.

She's seen and experienced worse than that.


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She isn't lying or exaggerating, and I'd think that Nitro or anyone with a lick of Sense Motive would get the impression that she's being completely candid and doesn't bother with easy lies....

Oh. Used a Hero point to give those guys proof....
 
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Ms. White says to Nitro and Star "There are plenty of books on demon physiology around if you want to read them. True demons are actually incarnations of evil. They cannot actually be killed, just banished to the prison dimension of Hell. Onigumo is not dead. His life energy is now in Hell, where it will eventually re-form into another demon when enough soul energy is allocated to revive him, and even then, he will remain trapped, at least until somehow freed."
 

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I hope that was an appropriate use of a Hero point outside of battle. Um, it will regenerate once she gets a night's rest or something right? :confused: :heh: ;)
She spared Ms. White and Mr. Black, they didn't need convincing. Though they did see everything the others experienced, because it was reflected in the glowing disk thingie. They just didn't get the full whammy that the doubting Tomas' of the group did. ;) :]
 
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DM_Matt said:
Ms. White says to Nitro and Star "There are plenty of books on demon physiology around if you want to read them. True demons are actually incarnations of evil. They cannot actually be killed, just banished to the prison dimension of Hell. Onigumo is not dead. His life energy is now in Hell, where it will eventually re-form into another demon when enough soul energy is allocated to revive him, and even then, he will remain trapped, at least until somehow freed."

(to Hope)

"So he's evil. We know. It's not always clear who is a demon and who resembles one or has powers similar to one. So if you have a spell that only works on the true demons, go for it. But if you feel like doling out swift death to our foes just because a lot is at stake, don't."
 
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"I'll help Vi find our mystery woman; she seems to have quite a bit of information on the Foundry. . o O {Not to mention that poking into the foundry is never a good idea, especially when they could probably flick a big enough light switch and take me out. " Nightweaver states, "If there's nothing pressing then I'll see you all tommorow she says moving toward the door.
 

"Don't worry. That particular spell I used was in fact geared specifically towards banishing demons like Onigumi, nothing else would have worked." she said calmly. "I'm no mad dog killer Nitro. I don't like killing, I've experienced other people's deaths too often to ever enjoy killing." she looked at the Ms. White and Mr. Black.

"I don't think I should be driving tonight, got a spare bunk I can use?" she said, knowing that as tired as she was, she'd be a real danger on the road.

And I'm experienced enough to know the difference between demons and humans or meta humans resembling demons. What does he think I am a neophte apprentice? She thinks to herself.
 
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"Sure, Nightweaver, that'd be great. Thanks for the help," Viridian says with evident relief.

"I guess I'll turn in, too. Thanks everyone...you all did great today. I just thought, I mean, past all the doubts and questions and close calls...someone should mention that. We did great."

She nods, smiling tiredly, then heads someplace quiet to curl up and get some sleep.
 

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"Sure, Nightweaver, that'd be great. Thanks for the help," Viridian says with evident relief.

"I guess I'll turn in, too. Thanks everyone...you all did great today. I just thought, I mean, past all the doubts and questions and close calls...someone should mention that. We did great."

She nods, smiling tiredly, then heads someplace quiet to curl up and get some sleep.

Hope smiles briefly and lets one of the aids lead her to a cot or some sort of bed-resembling thing. As soon as her head hits the pillow, she goes to sleep and doesn't move until somebody shakes her awake the next morning.
 

(Remember, you guys have your own wing of this massive underground complex, with a specially-furnished room for each of you in addition to various shared facilities.)

Ms. White adds "By the way, you now have access to our teleportals, which will get you to our Freedom City hanger where you can borrow vehicles. And Viridian, if you need more help with the scrying, call me. Also, I can help you out spellwise if you want to learn something new."
 

Shooting Star shakes off Hope's vision slowly, then snaps angrily "I didn't consent to any psychic vision/hallucination/illusion bull..." She left? And so did Nightweaver and Viridan. Now what do I do? She rockets to her feet and then some. "F-!

Megan flies over to where Hope had sitting/standing and snatches up the infiinity symbols. She vents out loud. "Like that sort of thing is actual evidence instead of just her testimony." She tosses one of the symbols into the air; to her eyes it floats slowly down before she catches it. "Like having a power is some form of metaphysical certainty." She creates a handful of tiny shots, making sure they're set to ignore people no matter what. "Like everything doesn't come to end," she says, whipping the crystallized air into empty space. Her plasma orbs chase it down, thread the gap in the center of the symbol, then blast Hope's creation into pieces (or however hardened air breaks).

She sighs and leans back into the air. "Like I even care about the fate of some extradimensional guy I didn't know. It's just that super heroes aren't suppose to do things like that. Right?" She pauses, then continues. "And she frightens me. All that power - from both her weather control and her government job. But she does things like push her abilities too much too early and drop a fireball right next to me. Or forget about the side effects of pushing like that. 'Oops, I can't keep track of whether or not I'm messing with air or ice.' She's like a child with it; is she really even controlling it, or does it go off on its own in response to her intent?"
 

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