Superheroes of the Trust Game Thread

[Fangor the Fierce]

Ben and Sarah are the only prisoners in that separate shielded reception area. I don't know what other girl you are talking about. The woman in red is in the regular prison, as is the mini-hulk you captured, but he probably knows nothing and will be turned over to the police soon.

Jacboson tells Wren what Black told Nightweaver about Sarah, and that Ben has some similar devices, essentially giving them the equivalent of invisible battlesuits.

(OOC - I was referring to that mini hulk and the woman in red, as I wasn't sure if they were in the same area.)

As Wren is briefed on the two kids' powers, he heads to their location, hoping to speak with them. "So you have some nice gadgets there. Invisible Battlesuits, that must be handy. I have one of my own, but I am sure that it's not like yours. So, about my question. Are you willing to help take down Grant Industries and see that they don't hurt anyone else? Vigilante's are not what we are looking for. You can either choose to grow up and be responsible adults, taking credit for your actions, or you can follow in your father's footsteps, side stepping those laws that you don't think should apply to you, and eventually end up just like the men you despise."

"I am not as savvy as you both are with computers, gadgets, and such, but I manage what I can, when I can. You know, with the right guidance, or at least some pointing the right direction, you both could make some changes for the betterment of others. Besides, if what they have planned comes to fruition, then this talk is mute and hopeless. The cosmic balance of good and evil will be tipped in the favor of evil, and not just here. Everywhere. This guy has some obsession with Hell, and I don't like that. So, you think you can help us? There's some people that would like to talk with you, and see if you can put together some more pieces to this puzzle."

Diplomacy +14

 

[Elric]

He gets some rather expected questions --

"So what was it like face a powerful werewolf in hand-to hand combat, and then a giant cyborg zombie a day and a half later?

“They were real tough, that’s for sure. But I was never particularly worried. That’s the good thing about having super-powers yourself and being super-strong and nearly invulnerable. Kids—if you see any monstrous supervillains rampaging through your neighborhood, that’s not the time to try any Nitro-like heroics. Call the police. The only reason I’m not afraid to tangle with these guys is that I’ve got super-powers too.”

"What about the latest incident?"

"After Dr. Fine’s kidnapping, my teammate Viridian was able to track the villains to the warehouse that they were holding him in. I have no idea how she did it—seemed kind of like magic to me—probably was magic, come to think about it. Then we got there and we did the usual kicking butt and taking names. I did extra butt-kicking and name-taking as usual. Most of the villains escaped while we tried to deal with the multiple car pile-up on the street, though.

Let me take this time to say that I’m real sorry about all of the property damage we’re involved in. We don’t have a vendetta against property, I swear. Let me give Dr. Metropolis some mad props for all of the work he does repairing the city. You’re doing great, Metro!"

"How did you know where the bad guys would strike?"

"My teammates figured it out. I’m not the private eye of the bunch, but I’m getting a little better at doing investigations now that I’ve had some practice. I think they looked in the files recovered from the villains at the docks, found they had a lot of details on the Museum’s security, and drew the right conclusion. My teammates do the thinking and I kick butt and look good while doing so. Works pretty well."

"What can you say about your new teammates? Is this team here to stay, and if so what is it called?"

“We’ve got a great group. For the ladies, there’s the incredibly fast flyer and plasma controller Shooting Star, the magician Viridian, the fierce weather controller the Saint, and the darkness-controlling and superb martial artist Nightweaver. For the fellas, there’s only myself and the cosmic-powered Guardian right now. We sure intend to be around to stay, given recent events.

For names—hasn’t been much time to figure out a name yet, and I’m certainly not the one you want coming up with ideas. We were thinking about ‘The Sentinels’, but if anyone out there has a better name for us, feel free to send it in. You don’t need super-powers to name a Super-Team! If you send a name in to this TV station, they’ll pass the suggestions along to us and we can get a better name with the help of the good people of Freedom City. Thanks to everyone for your support in these trying times—superheroes need to feel appreciated and useful like everyone else. Thank you again, and good night!"

 

[Victim]

"Sounds like it must have been hard," Viridian notes. "You know, you might ask one of the guys here if the Trust has educational programs. Maybe you can just 'transfer.'"

"Yeah... Sorry, that isn't easy for me to talk about, and I'm not sure it'd be fair to dump things on you."

"Maybe. I really just wanted the degree; the papers and documentation and stuff. I learned way more coding stuff from trying to make my powers work the way I wanted them to than I have in school so far. But maybe the interesting stuff comes later. Besides, with our schedule, it's not like I'd have time to work on a regular job anyway, so there wouldn't be much point. I wonder what we're supposed to do for money though if we work on superhero stuff all the time?"

She then adds, "When did you start using your powers to help people?"

"A few months ago. I was interviewing for an internship and supers started robbing the place. How about you?"

 

[kirinke]

Apollo collapses laughing, "So there is a playful side to the Saint... that is good to know. I was hoping you guys weren't all wound so tight you forgot how to have fun or you know act remotely human... not saying you would be, but I was wondering... I think I am going to like this place."

"When I'm on duty I tend to get very focused on the job at hand." she grinned a little. "I think my team mates only see me as the uber-bitch weather witch because they've only dealt with me while on duty. We really haven't had time to get to know one another or form any bonds of trust." she winced a little. "Cheesy, but it's true."

Saving the world from a madman tends to do that. she thought wryly.

 

[DM_Matt]

(OOC - I was referring to that mini hulk and the woman in red, as I wasn't sure if they were in the same area.)

As Wren is briefed on the two kids' powers, he heads to their location, hoping to speak with them. "So you have some nice gadgets there. Invisible Battlesuits, that must be handy. I have one of my own, but I am sure that it's not like yours. So, about my question. Are you willing to help take down Grant Industries and see that they don't hurt anyone else? Vigilante's are not what we are looking for. You can either choose to grow up and be responsible adults, taking credit for your actions, or you can follow in your father's footsteps, side stepping those laws that you don't think should apply to you, and eventually end up just like the men you despise."

"I am not as savvy as you both are with computers, gadgets, and such, but I manage what I can, when I can. You know, with the right guidance, or at least some pointing the right direction, you both could make some changes for the betterment of others. Besides, if what they have planned comes to fruition, then this talk is mute and hopeless. The cosmic balance of good and evil will be tipped in the favor of evil, and not just here. Everywhere. This guy has some obsession with Hell, and I don't like that. So, you think you can help us? There's some people that would like to talk with you, and see if you can put together some more pieces to this puzzle."

Diplomacy +14

Ben and Sarah are sitting on a couch, with her lying across him as he holds an ice pack on her forehead. They remain silent for a while, but are probably communicating telepathically...Sarah speaks for both of them:

"For the time being, we will work with you. We want to stop our fathers, and we'll work with you to do that. But we aren't committing to any long-term plans. So when do we get our stuff back?"



(Btw, mute=silent, moot-practically irrelevant. Also, they don't literally have invisible battlesuits, but rather have nanotech clothing with battlesuit-like powers.)

 

[Shayuri]

"A few months ago. I was interviewing for an internship and supers started robbing the place. How about you?"

Viridian smiles nostalgically. "Back in high school, believe it or not. It was just easy stuff though. Stopping muggings, breaking up fights, that kind of thing. The first time I actually came across a super, he almost killed me."

At that, her smile fades.

"After that, I took a hiatus... Had some personal problems, learned a few more spells...moved out here." She shrugs.

"Where were you interning?"

 

[Fangor the Fierce]

Ben and Sarah are sitting on a couch, with her lying across him as he holds an ice pack on her forehead. They remain silent for a while, but are probably communicating telepathically...Sarah speaks for both of them:

"For the time being, we will work with you. We want to stop our fathers, and we'll work with you to do that. But we aren't committing to any long-term plans. So when do we get our stuff back?"



(Btw, mute=silent, moot-practically irrelevant. Also, they don't literally have invisible battlesuits, but rather have nanotech clothing with battlesuit-like powers.)

Wren smiles, holding out his hand in a gesture of a bond by word. "That's good to hear. I don't want any long term commitment, but your help would be appreciated. I will speak with them in regards to your stuff, and we can go from there."

Wren will also check to make sure that they are on the up and up. Sense Motive +13

Otherwise, he will now head over to the woman in red leather, and also take the time to call White on the com link to let her know the kids decisions. Hopefully they can shed some light on this whole issue.

 

[DM_Matt]

“They were real tough, that’s for sure. But I was never particularly worried. That’s the good thing about having super-powers yourself and being super-strong and nearly invulnerable. Kids—if you see any monstrous supervillains rampaging through your neighborhood, that’s not the time to try any Nitro-like heroics. Call the police. The only reason I’m not afraid to tangle with these guys is that I’ve got super-powers too.”



"After Dr. Fine’s kidnapping, my teammate Viridian was able to track the villains to the warehouse that they were holding him in. I have no idea how she did it—seemed kind of like magic to me—probably was magic, come to think about it. Then we got there and we did the usual kicking butt and taking names. I did extra butt-kicking and name-taking as usual. Most of the villains escaped while we tried to deal with the multiple car pile-up on the street, though.

Let me take this time to say that I’m real sorry about all of the property damage we’re involved in. We don’t have a vendetta against property, I swear. Let me give Dr. Metropolis some mad props for all of the work he does repairing the city. You’re doing great, Metro!"



"My teammates figured it out. I’m not the private eye of the bunch, but I’m getting a little better at doing investigations now that I’ve had some practice. I think they looked in the files recovered from the villains at the docks, found they had a lot of details on the Museum’s security, and drew the right conclusion. My teammates do the thinking and I kick butt and look good while doing so. Works pretty well."



“We’ve got a great group. For the ladies, there’s the incredibly fast flyer and plasma controller Shooting Star, the magician Viridian, the fierce weather controller the Saint, and the darkness-controlling and superb martial artist Nightweaver. For the fellas, there’s only myself and the cosmic-powered Guardian right now. We sure intend to be around to stay, given recent events.

For names—hasn’t been much time to figure out a name yet, and I’m certainly not the one you want coming up with ideas. We were thinking about ‘The Sentinels’, but if anyone out there has a better name for us, feel free to send it in. You don’t need super-powers to name a Super-Team! If you send a name in to this TV station, they’ll pass the suggestions along to us and we can get a better name with the help of the good people of Freedom City. Thanks to everyone for your support in these trying times—superheroes need to feel appreciated and useful like everyone else. Thank you again, and good night!"

The reporter suddenly hears something on her earpiece, and says "We are just getting word that Johnny Jihad and his gang are broadcasting a statement. Could you please stay and offer comment after?"

The TVs in the room show the feed. So do the ones all around the Trust.

The image shows the bridge of the Lighthouse, with Barrington in his Johnny Jihad incarnation sitting in the control chair, and in the room, clearly visible, are Doc Otaku, Control Freak, and numerous individuals wearing uniform black power armor and full face masks. One is standing up directly behind Barrington.

"Greetings, world. Today I announce the glorious future we have before us. Some have called me a terrorist. Some have called me a madman. Some have called me a murderer. But they are only afraid of the future that we, humanity, can achieve, when the levers of power are held by the many, and not by imperialists and corporations.

Do not believe their propaganda. We liberated this station to free the knowledge that Daedalus and the American government have kept hidden from the world to ensure that the people never overcome the powerful. But this is not how it has to be.

Daedalus' database contains technologies from all over the universe, locked away and imprisoned, like so many suffering under the boot heels of oppression. But we will allow these technologies to shine forth.

As a first show of good faith, I will cast aside my sectarian incarnation, and reveal my true identity. (His suit transforms into the Barrington Prime incarnation that Nitro and Raven fought) I am Lord John Barrington. During World War I, I found a secret chamber under one of the pyramids in Egypt. There I found a cache of alien technology, including a box that, once I got it working, paused my aging by laying in it for short periods each week. Since then I have scoured the world for the kind of technology that can make the world a better place.

Now finally, with access to Daedalus' technology, and so many other wonders we have collected over the years, we will ensure that the entire world pursues their hopes and dreams at a standard of living higher even than the wealthiest nations do now.

These masked men are well-known supers from around the world, who will soon unmask and show their support for the new order. They include the national superheroes of many nations that yearn for freedom. They and so many others will help form this new world. We have greatly expanded this station, and matter-assembler-based factories, here and on earth, are cranking out hope and freedom for all humanity as we speak.

Over the next few weeks, we will begin deploying this technology throughout the world, and the people will begin to overthrow the tyrants, imperialists, and greedy corporate swine, and nations will live as they desire, independent and thriving.

We are the truth set free. We are the light the world has been waiting for as so many dwell in darkness. We, not only those up here, but all those who yearn for freedom, are progress and hope. We are the future, and our time has come."

The reporter, Laura Lewis, comes screen with Nitro and asks "Wow. Some amazing stuff there. So, Johnny Nitro, any response?"

 

[DM_Matt]

Wren smiles, holding out his hand in a gesture of a bond by word. "That's good to hear. I don't want any long term commitment, but your help would be appreciated. I will speak with them in regards to your stuff, and we can go from there."

Wren will also check to make sure that they are on the up and up. Sense Motive +13

Otherwise, he will now head over to the woman in red leather, and also take the time to call White on the com link to let her know the kids decisions. Hopefully they can shed some light on this whole issue.

It seems they are, though Sarah is probably a very good liar. Most empaths are.

 

[DM_Matt]

As Wren gets to the prison, he sees The Primordial turning off the transparency in a cell and leaving (the cells are made of an advanced polymer that can change its transparency, so that when not being interrogated, the prisoners cannot see anything). What surprised Wren is that the man in the cell was Mickey Riggs, the mobster who supposedly had his throat torn out by a lycan a week ago.