>>27809874
>>[ ] Get up and talk to someone (write in).
lara

>>27809874
>get up and werk
god we need a better job
minimum wage is better that what we get right now

Also how much longer until we meet deadpool?

>>27809941
Gotta wait till the stars align and a random event roll brings him to you.

I guess you could go looking for him, but where would you even begin?

>[X] Get up and talk to someone (Noriko and Kevin).
Need to tell them that first part of the job has been done and ask them what have they figured out about the new kid.

Also, show off our kickass talons.

>>27809956
Go to an arcade and beat his highscore in house of the dead

>>27809956
I don't want to meet deadpool.
As much as I love him, explosions, trouble and death are sure to follow in his wake.

Also due to his insanity he is unpredictable, although considering he breaks the fourth wall constantly, he might know that it's us that are controlling him.

>>27809874
>[x] Get up and slip out. Gotta get to work.

What's the Avengers line up like? will Wasp be the EMH version?

>>27810042
I... haven't thought about Wasp at all. Anyhow, the Avengers have lots of members.

>writing

>>27810042
Wasp? wasp? avoid that bitch at all costs she breaks minds and ruins lives.

>>27809874
>Gotta go to work, gotta earn the bacon.
>Also buy bacon on the way back from work.

this is a lot earlier than 6 or 7 Crusty.

not that i'm complaining.

>>27810206
6 or 7 britbongistan time.

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>>27810122
EMH Wasp is likable!

just a fun loving well meaning socialite without the victim/ bitch hatchet job from the comics

>[X] Get up and slip out. Gotta get to work.

You shake off as much of the morning fatigue as you can and get up.

You’re not in any kind of mood to talk to or about Layla – or, actually, to anyone – so you fade out and slip away invisibly. Better get the morning out of the way as quick as possible. You want it to be the rest of the day already.

You pull yourself downstairs and out of the building, making your way across the snow-clotted scar and away into the city. It’s a busy morning, but nothing you can’t deal with. In your half-dosed state, you can shut most of it out and live for a moment with your brain in a warm, blurry place between anything like a proper thought.

By the time you make it to the Bugle its 6:50. As usual, you hang around for a bit in the lobby before Vanessa waves you on through.

>[ ] Stop to sign yourself up for tomorrow.
>[ ] Just get the papers and get out.
>[ ] Write in.

>>27810206
I run on glorious Britannia time.

>>27810224
>[x] Stop to sign yourself up for tomorrow.

food costs money

>>27810224
>Sign up for tomorrow
It's a reliable income source for now.

>>27810224
>>[ ] Stop to sign yourself up for tomorrow.

[X] Stop to sign yourself up for tomorrow.

First time I'm around to actually catch this and I have to leave for work soon.

>>27810221
I only remember from the comics were pretty much she gives the worst advice possible and sends people into genocidal madness.

>>27810224

>[ ] Stop to sign yourself up for tomorrow.

>>27810224

Gotta get dat paper homie sign up for tomorrow

I don't necessarily think we should sign ourselves up for tomorrow, but money is money.

>>27810260
she also used Hank's mental disorder(s) to her advantage to marry him. Her beating makes her look weak (nobody cares that she had a turn leading the Avengers)and Pym will never live that down.

EMH Jan is effectively just a regression to her party girl days, where her mistakes are more from ignorance than malice or conniving.

>>27810347
don't forget the talks with Namora and scarlet witch that pushed them over the edge, I am pretty sure she has done it to Caption America too. I would rather hug kevin than be near enough to her to her her voice

>[X] Stop to sign yourself up for tomorrow.

You stop yourself and veer towards the desk, where Vanessa glances up at you from beyond her spectacles, a small smile verging on her features.

“Want me to sign you up for tomorrow?” She asks.

“Uh, yeah, that’d be nice.”

You feel a twinge of shame as she flips through her little book and pens in your name. How many hobos do this for a living? It really shouldn’t be, but for some reason, the realization that your visits have become entirely predictable sort of digs at you uncomfortably. It’s like, it’s like you’re hammering these people over the head with your inadequacy. I’m a hobo, look at me, I’m soooo hobo!

“Oh!” What? “I almost forgot. One moment.”

She picks up her phone and dials a short, obviously in-house number. What?

There’s a moment of silence while she waits on the line, before she perks up, slipping on an immediately recognizable telephone voice.

“Hi, it’s Vanessa, down at the entrance. He’s here right now if you want to come down.” Okay what. “Alright. I’ll see you in a minute, then, bye.”

>[ ] “Um… who was that?”
>[ ] “…I’m guessing that wasn’t Jameson?”
>[ ] Leave in a hurry. It could be Mutant Control/Creeper/Laura’s pursuers.
>[ ] Write in.

>>27810405
>[x] “Um… who was that?”

>>27810405
>>[ ] “Um… who was that?”
ask for a description of the voice and what it wants

>>27810405
>[ ] “Um… who was that?”

[x] “Um… who was that?”

>>27810405
oh shit
either this is really good
or really bad
or both

>>27810452
My guess is Pete, maybe Ben Urich

>>27810405

>[x] “Um… who was that?”

>>27810452

>inb4 JJJ has pictures of us and spiderman

>>27810515
exactly

>[X] “Um… who was that?”

“Um… who was that?” You inquire, doing your best to keep a growing well of nervousness infect your voice.

It was too short to be anything but an in-house number, so it can’t be the cops or the boys at the Mutant Control Initiative. But you can’t help but be put on edge – there are a lot of people who could theoretically want you dead and would theoretically derive some benefit from having ears in the local newspaper scene.

She beams up at you.

“Oh, it’s just Peter, of course.”

Oh. Right.

Slowly, the anxiety drains away, replaced a confused murk that settles in its place.

Okay.

>[ ] “Oh. Cool.” Wait there.
>[ ] “Did he say what he wanted?”
>[ ] You’ve gotta get to work. Say you’ll meet him later and grab your papers.
>[ ] Write in.

>>27810539
>[x] “Did he say what he wanted?”

>>27810539
>>[ ] “Oh. Cool.” Wait there.
>>[ ] “Did he say what he wanted?”

>>27810405
>[ ] Write in.
Check if anybody is watching the entrance.
If you see a watcher look for an opportunity to get away through fire exit.

>>27810539
>>[ ] “Oh. Cool.” Wait there.

>>27810539
Maybe he wants to talk to us about his girlfriend beating him.

>[ ] “Oh. Cool.” Wait there.

>>27810539
>>[ ] “Oh. Cool.” Wait there.
>>[ ] “Did he say what he wanted?”

>>27810588
Heh, yeah, we might see how we can help the little guy.

>[X] “Oh. Cool.” Wait there.
>[X] “Did he say what he wanted?”

“Oh. Cool.”

What else can you say? Honestly, this was not what you expected when you got up in the morning. You said the kid could talk to you if he had to, but you weren’t expecting him to come all the way down from up in the upper atmosphere to the Bugle just to have a chat. But, on the other hand, at least it’s not Creeper. Or Kimura. Or, somehow, Mr. Negative. Or – well, you guess those are the only really awful names that come to mind.

“…Did… did he say what he wanted?” You ask, your voice still straining to hide a tatter or two of leftover nervousness.

She shrugs.

“Not really. He just asked me to call him when you turned up.” She furrows her brow a little. “I’m surprised he’s still in today, actually. Shouldn’t he be at school in an hour?”

Yeah, he probably should. You shrug back and settle in to wait for a bit.

After a few minutes, a scraggly, unkempt version of Parker comes hurrying down the stairs. He glances over the lobby and, spotting you, waves.

“Hey!”

He makes his way toward you.

>[ ] “…Um, hey. What’s up?”
>[ ] “Hi. Can I we talk and walk? I need to grab my stuff.”
>[ ] Write in.

>>27810745
Guys, what if Peter Parker is Daredevil!? It makes sense, because Daredevil is always fighting the Kingpin, and since Spidey saw us, he must have told Peter and since Peter is Daredevil he wants us to help him.

>>27810798
>[x] “Hi. Can I we talk and walk? I need to grab my stuff.”

>>27810798
>>[ ] “…Um, hey. What’s up?”

>>27810798
>>[ ] “…Um, hey. What’s up?”
>>[ ] “Hi. Can I we talk and walk? I need to grab my stuff.”

>>27810800
Ridiculous. We know he's Batman. It's in the pastebin.

>>27810798
>[ ] “Hi. Can I we talk and walk? I need to grab my stuff.”

>>27810798
>[ ] “Hi. Can I we talk and walk? I need to grab my stuff.”

>[ ] “Hi. Can I we talk and walk? I need to grab my stuff.”

>>27810798
>[x] “…Um, hey. What’s up?”
>[x] “Hi. Can I we talk and walk? I need to grab my stuff.”

>>27810798
>[ ] “…Um, hey. What’s up?”
>[ ] “Hi. Can we talk and walk? I need to grab my stuff.”
>Plus isn't it close to time for school?
We caring.

>>27810798
>>[x] “Hi. Can I we talk and walk? I need to grab my stuff.”

>>27810798
remind me, Peter goes to high school or university?

>>27810929
I think this is highschool Pete.

>[X] “Hi. Can we talk and walk? I need to grab my stuff.”

“…Hi?” Yep, hi is good. “Can we walk and talk? I need to grab my stuff.”

“Oh? Oh, right, yeah.” There’s something uncertain in his voice. You detect a tenor of something like caution, or suspicion. Or... something. “Thanks, Vanessa.”

Also, there’s this thing… about him… that you can’t quite add up into a whole.

You head on into the back corridor to pick up a stack, all the while wondering what the hell is wrong with this particular Peter. It’s not his smell. It’s not his pace, or his voice, or anything like that. There’s something missing and for the life of you you just cannot fucking pin it down.

>[ ] “So, what did you want to talk about?”
>[ ] “You still getting picked on?”
>[ ] “You’re here a little late. School’s starting soon.”
>[ ] Write in.

>>27811007
>[ ] “You’re here a little late. School’s starting soon.”
But anyways
>>[ ] “So, what did you want to talk about?”

>>27810929
High school.

>>27811007
>[x] “So, what did you want to talk about?”
>[x] “You’re here a little late. School’s starting soon.”

>>27811007
>"What's up?"

>>27811018

Seconded.

Peter's going to ask to see where we live and the people we're taking care of.

And then Laura's going to smell Spider-Man.

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>>27811047
>Shit's gonna hit the fan, essentially

I FUCKING KNOW!

SO GODDAMN EXCITED

>>27811007
>There’s something missing and for the life of you you just cannot fucking pin it down.
The bruise is missing isn't it. When did we see it? Just a day ago? Two maybe?

Am I the only one hoping Aunt May wants to adopt the homeless mutants and we can all live together Ultimate Spider-Man style?

>>27811007
>[ ] “You’re here a little late. School’s starting soon.”
>[ ] “You still getting picked on?”
Maybe that's why he's taking so long if he wasn't Batman and going all world's greatest detective on us

>>27811103
OMG He's gonna ask us to the prom!

>>27811007
take a big sniff see if we can smell fear? baby the kids getting beat up again, dam doors/stairs

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>>27811136
>OMG He's gonna ask us to the prom!

But we have nothing nice to wear!

>>27811103
I wouldn't have noticed that myself.

>>27811150
Too creepy. Kid sees a hobo take a big whiff of him, of course there'll be fear. YouGonnaGetRaped.jpg and all that.

>>27811193
>YouGonnaGetRaped.jpg and all that.

He's too pretty for us.

>[X] “So, what did you want to talk about?”
>[X] “You’re here a little late. School’s starting soon.”

“You’re here a little late.” You note. “School should be starting soon, right?”

“Uh, yeah, I guess so. I was gonna head off soon, actually.”

He does have his schoolbag on him, so you guess that’s probably true. Still kinda odd that he waited around for you.

“So, what did you want to talk about?”

You heave up your chosen stack, reeling a little awkwardly when you encounter an honestly surprising lack of resistance. Laura wasn’t kidding when she said you’d gotten stronger. Last time you lifted one of these it took actual effort. Now you’re pretty sure you could do this all day.

“Yeah, I was just wondering…” You glance down at him. He’s choosing his words carefully, you can tell. “I mean, it was really cool of you to offer to help yesterday. And I was wondering, y’know, are you okay? You seem kinda stressed all the time, and it’s getting pretty cold out now…”

You get the impression that he’s running up to something with all this, but it’s mostly looking to be going in circles for a while.

>[ ] “I’m homeless, I’m always stressed.”
>[ ] “It’s none of your business.”
>[ ] “It’s not my first winter on the streets. Thanks for asking, though.”
>[ ] “Hey, look I really need to head off.”
>[ ] Write in.

>>27811210
Hence the rape. Or does JJ go for the uglies?

>>27811242
>>[ ] “It’s not my first winter on the streets. Thanks for asking, though.”

>>27811242

>[x] “I’m homeless, I’m always stressed.”
>[x] “It’s not my first winter on the streets. Thanks for asking, though.”

>>27811242

"Don't beat around the bush, kid. You wanna ask me a question, ask it."

>>27811242
>[ ] “It’s not my first winter on the streets. Thanks for asking, though.”

"You need any help? Bullies at school need a good scare from a dirty hobo friend?"

Say with a smile, so he knows we're joking about the second bit but genuine about the first.

>>27811242
>[ ] “It’s not my first winter on the streets. Thanks for asking, though.”
>"I've got a pretty warm place to squat in for now, plus a well paying job, so I'm kind of living it up." Chuckle at our joke, humor will help Pete bit worry about us.

>>27811260
This please

[ ] “It’s not my first winter on the streets. Thanks for asking, though.”

>>27811242
>>[ ] “It’s not my first winter on the streets. Thanks for asking, though.”

ill manage some how, always do.


>[ ] “Hey, look I really need to head off.”
jiggle the papers on our back

>>27811242
>>[ ] “It’s not my first winter on the streets. Thanks for asking, though.”

>>27811280
The saddest part is that's actually true for us.

>>27811400
We can be a tragic clown.

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>>27811242
>[ ] “I’m homeless, I’m always stressed.”
>[ ] “It’s not my first winter on the streets. Thanks for asking, though.”

>>27811280
this

>>27811400
>The saddest part is that's actually true for us.

Yeah, but we're doing pretty well for a homeless guy.

Got a semi-reliable job, a good place to stay, friends, enough money for food, good health and we're not crazy.

>>27811446
We can even cook without a hobo fire!
Which is good because fire scares us.

>[X] “It’s not my first winter on the streets. Thanks for asking, though.”

“It’s not my first winter on the streets.” You respond, smiling lamely. In different context maybe the ability to survive the winter with nothing but the clothes on your back and a questionable set of wits would be impressive, but here it just means you’re a longtime loser (rather than a regular loser). “I’ll manage.”

“Yeah, uh, okay…” He scratches the back of his head. Man, what is it about him today? Seriously, what the hell can’t you place about him?

He puffs out his cheeks and sighs.

“Okay. John, are you a mutant?”

Fgsfg.

Were you fancy enough to afford coffee, you’d… you’d just be spitting that shit everywhere, it would be horrible.

>[ ] “Hell no.”
>[ ] “What gave you that idea?”
>[ ] “No! I… I hate dem muties, being all superpowered and shit… Humanity for Humans, f’real.”
>[ ] Tell the truth.
>[ ] Write in.

>>27811483
>>[ ] “No! I… I hate dem muties, being all superpowered and shit… Humanity for Humans, f’real.”
Let's.

>>27811483
"wat."
and then accidentally go translucent

>>27811483
>[gagging intensifies]
>“What gave you that idea?”

>>27811483
>[ ] “No! I… I hate dem muties, being all superpowered and shit… Humanity for Humans, f’real.”

"Fucking Fagneato and Charles Xavier... What kind of name is Xavier, anyway? I thought it was pronounced like Javier, but with an X, but no! Apparently that just makes me a stupid asshole..."

etc. Basically start ranting about mutants so hopefully he forgets the initial question.

>>27811483
>[x]uhhhhh sorrygottogohandoutpapersandshit

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>>27811483
>[x] “What gave you that idea?

>>27811483
>[ ] Tell the truth.
>[ ] “What gave you that idea?”
He's a good kid we shouldn't lie to him. But we need to know what gave us away so we can hide it from the other norms.

>>27811483
just look him in the eyes pull down shades


"so I guess you don't want me around here any more? I don't want any trouble will not see me again. fade out leave.

looks like we nee a new job

>>27811483

>[x] “What gave you that idea?”

>>27811483
>[ ] “What gave you that idea?”

>>27811483
>"...Would that be a problem?"
Since J Jonah is alright with mutants, his employees might be too. MIGHT, since it would be a bad idea to assume they all share his preferences (Spider-Man rage, for example).

>>27811483
Lift the sunglasses for a sec.

What gave me away?

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"Why would I ever allegedly admit publicly to being somebody who can't legally ride the subway, cross state lines, or eat in a restaurant. That would be silly and horrifying. Thank goodness that I am not a mutant at all, that is the least thing I am, which is zero point zero percent. Goodbye fellow Human, I must go and hand out newspapers to other fellow humans."

>>27811580
This.

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>>27811580
Ok, I guffawed

>>27811580
That would be hilarious. We should do it.

>>27811580
this is good i like it
>>27811558
follow up with this

and into >>27811545
this or this weather reaction is good or not
>>27811578

>>27811580
100% this
With the face too

>>27811580
supporting this

>>27811580
...I can't possibly turn this down.

>>27811659
Of course you can't.

>>27811659
none of us could

>[X] Write in.

Oh shit.

Oh shit you think you’re gonna choke on the god damn air.

Why? Why, how, why did this happen? You haven’t done anything remotely mutie. You’ve just… handed out papers. That’s not a mutant power (well… you guess it could be, theoretically. Strange would an’ all. But it’s not one of YOUR powers), that’s a very boring profession with few opportunities for advancement.

Should you be running? Why would he even ask that? Did you forget your shades (nope, nope, they’re there)? What’s his problem? Is the front really the nearest exit? Because that’s… a whole lotta people between you and there. What if he’s told everyone? Why would he tell, he doesn’t even know, right?

He’s asking because he doesn’t know. He just suspects.

He doesn’t know. He needs the proof!

You look down at him, and put on your most gangsta face.

"Why would I ever allegedly admit publicly to being somebody who can't legally ride the subway, cross state lines, or eat in a restaurant? That would be silly and horrifying. Thank goodness that I am not a mutant at all, that is the least thing I am, which is zero point zero percent. Goodbye fellow Human, I must go and hand out newspapers to other fellow humans."

Fucking. Nailed. It.

Time to blow this popsicle stand and hand out some papers.

You turn to leave, but stop when you feel Peter grab your jacket’s puffy elbow. Damn you and your love for giant warm things.

“Hey, no, dude, I’m not gonna tell or anything. I’m just… I just wanna make sure you’re alright. You can’t stay in any of the shelters around here, right?”

>[ ] “Did you not hear me, fellow human?” Strut out, leave this delusional fool.
>[ ] “I’m fine, it’s none of your business.”
>[ ] “Look, this isn’t something we should be talking about in public. And I need to go.”
>[ ] Write in.

Also, make an unmodified Perception check.

>DC15

Rolled 14

>>27811788
>[ ] “Look, this isn’t something we should be talking about in public. And I need to go.”

Rolling

Rolled 7

>>27811788
>>[ ] “Look, this isn’t something we should be talking about in public. And I need to go.”

Rolled 8

>>27811788
>[ ] “Look, this isn’t something we should be talking about in public. And I need to go.”

Rolled 1

>>27811788
>"It's okay, I've got a place."

Rolled 2

>>27811788
"look I gotta hand these out want to talk later more private? flash eyes /lower glasses

>>27811807
>>27811816
>>27811823
>>27811826
bollocks

Rolled 3

>>27811788
>[x] “Look, this isn't something we should be talking about in public. And I need to go.”

Do you know how many $1 McCheeseburgers $60 can buy? Literally dozens. Like 2 maybe even 3!

>>27811788
that's it, next time, we're boosting perception

Rolled 11

>>27811788
>>[ ] “Look, this isn’t something we should be talking about in public. And I need to go.”

Rolled 3

>>27811788
>[ ] “Look, this isn’t something we should be talking about in public. And I need to go.”
>[ ] Write in.
Hey, I appreciate the concern but I've got it handled.

>>27811788
[x] "It's okay, I've got a place. And anyway, this isn’t something we should be talking about in public.”

>>27811837
As the nat 1, I've got to say today isn't my day. But luckily it was a write in, so hopefully we don't use it

>>27811788
>[x] “Look, this isn’t something we should be talking about in public. And I need to go.”

inb4 Kimura

>>"Giggitygiggity No."
>>"Goodyear friendly human peter Parker. John must work."

>>27811807
Your Enhanced Senses don't give you any bonuses here...

...but you do get the +1 for your boosted attribute point. So that's a pass. Just barely.

Anyhow, I'll be back in a short while with a post. Just getting a tea.

>>27811788
>[X] Write in.
You know, that's the sort of rumor that could make someone lose his job.

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>>27811899
>but you do get the +1 for your boosted attribute point. So that's a pass. Just barely.

FUCK YEAH!

>>27809874
pastebin.com/zFvxDsKi
The powers in case anyone wanted them.

>>27811899
Fuck Yeah my theory payed off.

>>27811899
And Petey's familiar scent gives him away...

Yay I am catching the quest! Booo, as a human who can take the subway, I'm stuck on a path train that has been stuck on the platform for 10 minutes and just had a second train load into it. JJ couldn't invisible his way out of this sardine can.

“Look…” Jesus, man, you can’t believe this shit. Maybe he is just trying to help, but… “This isn’t something we should be talking about in public.”

“Yeah, I know. I’m not”–

“If this gets out I could lose this job, and I really, really need it.”

“I know.”

You shoot him a small, fatalistic sort of smile, probably mitigated somewhat by your (entirely logical) refusal to remove your sunglasses indoors. He seems like he wants to help, but damn, why would he just blurt that out? He’s clearly not stupid.

“Then you know that I should probably be going now.”

“Uh… yeah, I guess.” The look on his face tells you that this wasn’t quite the conversation he was aiming for.

You head out into the cold, harried by the disappointed, almost downtrodden image of Parker’s face. Maybe you were the first mutant he’d ever met? You know some kids think the whole mutant thing is kinda cool, despite everything the world has to say about that. Maybe –

Wait. His face. It was supposed to have a bruise – a bigass one, too. Where the hell did that go?

You stop in your tracks, the Bugle now several streets and twenty odd minutes behind you. Maybe you weren’t the first mutant he’d ever met. Maybe you were the first OTHER mutant he’d ever met…

Oh, dang.

>[ ] Go back. Maybe he’s still there.
>[ ] Head to your spot. You can track him down later – you’ve got work to do now.
>[ ] Write in.

>>27812161
He actually could, but it involves with misunderstanding happening inside the crowd.

>>27812185
>[ ] Head to your spot. You can track him down later – you’ve got work to do now.

He didn't look too sad.

We could talk to him later today.

>>27812185
>>[ ] Go back. Maybe he’s still there.
We have a whole day to do this, lets give away newspapers as we track.

>>27812185
Head back in. Find him.

>>27812185
>[ ] Head to your spot. You can track him down later – you’ve got work to do now.
He's probably at school by now anyway. We'll talk about his healing factor later.

>>27812185
>[X] Go back. Maybe he’s still there.
You act like this isn't what we were aiming for since the moment we met him.

Rolled 7

>>27812185
>[ ] Go back. Maybe he’s still there.

>>27812185
>[x] Go back. Maybe he’s still there.

>>27812224
Or tracking us, plus this is the first time we found another mutant anon think of the possibilities.

>>27812185
>[x] Go back. Maybe he’s still there.

>>27811027
If this is highschool Pete, how does Kaine exist? And be on the X-Men? As scarlet spider?

Sorry, this has been bugging me for a while

>>27812185
>[ ] Go back. Maybe he’s still there.
We've bagged ourselves a mutie

>>27812214
>lets give away newspapers as we track
Why didn't we do this?
It would seem less suspicious and help get rid of the newspapers for our job.

>>27812261
Ultimate Clone Saga happened, except a little different.

>>27812185
>Head to your spot. You can track him down later – you’ve got work to do now.
Papers for the paper god! Newspaper for the newspaper throne!
JJJ must be sated!

>>27812244
Wait, you're right! We can make sure one of our hobo x-men is going to school! He was reaching out to us and we rushed him off! We can have him meet the gang later. and Laura can recognize his scent.

>>27812296
Well, ok.
shit, you've thought this through pretty well. I love you

>>27812296
>MJ still turn into red Bigfoot

>>27812313
We have a whole day we aren't getting payed on efficiency plus we can find his school.

>>27812185
>[ ] Head to your spot. You can track him down later – you’ve got work to do now.

>>27812185
>[x] Head to your spot. You can track him down later – you’ve got work to do now.

He was already running late. Chances are he's long gone.

>>27812340
Just think about what you're suggesting:
>Scraggly homeless man stalks young teenage boy

Yeah. Good work, Anon. That'll go well.

Rolled 17

>>27812185
>[ ] Go back. Maybe he’s still there.

>>27812390
We aren't a man, and you act like seeing homeless people near a school is weird.

>>>27812185
>>[ ] Head to your spot. You can track him down later – you’ve got work to do now.

>>27812402
wat

>>27812402
I assume most schools frown upon hobos around their grounds. Probably with security keeping an eye on them.

>>27812185
Crusty it seems some people are starting to same fag so you should cut off votes.

>>27812437
We aren't entering the school and we look like we are supposed to be in school so they will only bother us if they think we are skipping.

Rolled 5

>>27812185
>[ ] Go back. Maybe he’s still there.

>>27812185
>>[x] Head to your spot. You can track him down later – you’ve got work to do now.

>>27812185
>>[ ] Go back. Maybe he’s still there.
He really wanted to talk with us.

>>27812430
he meant we're 18, young enough to not seem completely out of place at a high school.

of course we're a filthy hobo and mutant constantly wearing a hoodie and sunglasses. We do stick out a bit, to observant people I suppose

>>27812438
He's making himself tea, so he may not be back yet.

>[X] Go back. Maybe he’s still there.

You turn around and run back, jostling through a crowd of disgruntled New Yorkers.

Oh man. You might have been a little thick there. Just a little bit stupid as fuck. You could be wrong, of course, and he’s just a snotty little busybody with seriously underdeveloped boundaries, but… it doesn’t seem like that. And, really, who the hell heals a shiner of that magnitude within a day? You're honestly surprised no one else took notice. He should probably get used to wearing bigass plasters or something if he wants to retain a functioning social life...

By the time you make it back to the Bugle you’re breathing hard, a thin gauze of sweat accumulating under your raggedy layers. Vanessa shoots you a confused glance as you hurry up to the desk.

“Shouldn’t… shouldn’t you be outside right now?”

“Uh…” You just breathe for a second. “Yeah, yeah, I should, I just… is Peter still here? I just… worked something out.”

She keeps her eyebrows thoroughly raised.

“No …” Dammit! “He took off shortly after you did.”

>[ ] Drat. Go back to work.
>[ ] “Do you… uh… know where he goes to school?”
>[ ] Leave, fade out, see if you can find his details anywhere in the building.
>[ ] Leave, see if you can track him by scent.
>[ ] Write in.

>>27812491
>[ ] Drat. Go back to work.

We need the money.

>>27812491
>Drat. Go back to work.

>>27812491
>[ ] Drat. Go back to work.
We might catch him later today, or tomorrow.

>>27812482
Hey, you had a shower like... two or three days ago.

By hobo standards you are a breath of fresh air.

>>27812491
>[x] Drat. Go back to work

It will just have to wait

>>27812491
>[ ] Drat. Go back to work.
Work work

>>27812491
>[ ] Drat. Go back to work.

>>27812491
>Drat. Go back to work.

Make that paper booboo.

Rolled 13

>>27812491
>>[ ] Drat. Go back to work.

>>27812491
>>[ ] Drat. Go back to work.
Tell her to tell peter that we are willing to talk.

>>27812517
Shit, by metal-head standards you're still pretty damn fresh. (dohohoho burn)

>>27812491
>>[ ] “Do you… uh… know where he goes to school?”

>>27812543
This sounds good, or atleast leave a not all this effort shouldn't be for nothing.

>>27812491
>drat, go back to work.

>>27812491
>[ ] Drat, Go Back to work
He'll be there tomorrow. We will to. For now: earn da dollar, we need foods.

>>27812491
Go to work, ask her to tell him we need to talk to him.

>[X] Drat. Go back to work.

“I… see…” You’d sigh, but you’re too busy being out of breath. “Well, thanks.”

Oh man, now you have to run back. Again. Nice moves there, JJ. Just stellar.

You huff and puff your way out, chiding yourself in bedraggled, breathless silence. You can’t believe you didn’t notice that shit till it was too late. What the hell do you even have these awesome eyes for if you’re not gonna be paying attention to what they’re tellin’ you? Stupid, stupid.

It’s a little later than usual when you finally reach your destination. The nearby underground station is already vomiting out a steady stream of commuters, which you’ve missed the first twenty-or-so minutes of. Bummer – you get a ton of your pulls from that initial heave of bodies.

You shrug, put your troubles in a box, and settle down for some paperwork. Of a kind.

>gimme a D20
>-1 modifier for LATE CHILDREN MUST BE PUNISHED

Rolled 13 + 1

>>27812698

Rolled 18 + 1

>>27812698

Rolling

Rolled 14 - 1

>>27812698

Rolled 3 + 1

>>27812698

>>27812698
Come on nat 20.

Rolled 20 + 1

>>27812698

Rolled 10 + 1

>>27812698
sellan dem papperz

Rolled 17

>>27812698

>>27812721

Why did it make the minus a plus?

Rolled 2 - 1

>>27812698

>>27812742
you have to put a minus sign after the plus sign

>>27812742
gotta do + negative 1

Rolled 7

>>27812729
damn we are good

>>27812742
apparently you gotta make it dice+1d20+-1

Rolled 14 + 1

>>27812729
Huh, no shit. You gotta do +-1, not just -1.

What the fuck kind of syntax is that?

Rolled 20 + 1

>>27812721
Niiice. Not a crit, but solid high number.

Nice. We'll have plenty of time to check out Layla's shelter.

Rolled 5 + 1

>>27812765
Totally makes up for my nat 1. If I posted this when it would've mattered.

Rolled 6 - 1

>>27812698

testing muh dice

Rolled 4

>>27812765
>>27812729
two crits for handing out newpapers?
Why now! WHYYYYYYYY

Rolled 3 - 1

>>27812698

>>27812491
See if we can track his scent. Give those enhanced senses a workout.

Rolled 19 + 1

>>27812783
Because dice gods reward the mundane and laugh as our luck is used up when it doesn't really matter.

>>27812783
>two crits for handing out newpapers?

NEWSPAPERMAN!

Handing out the news a day after it happens, and fighting his arch-nemesis: Internet Guy!

Rolled 13

>>27812820
case in point

Rolled 6 + 1

>>27812840
Newspaperman! The Mad Blogger has the city in a grip of terror!

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>Crusty only counts the first 3 usually

>mfw not 1 BUT 2 wasted Nat 20s

>>27812849
The dice gods operate on comedy. And that's really bad that it directly followed my 20 (the second one).

>>27812861
The mad blogger won't be able to withstand my TIMES NEW ROMAN TYPEFACE!

-but newspaper man, he also has that font, and google analytics.

Well fuck.

>>27812861
>The Mad Blogger has the city in a grip of terror!

No time, Comic Book Lad!

We need to take down the Television Towny, first!

Get Magazine Man on the line!

>>27812880
Dude, the roll was for how long it took us to hand out our stack of papers. It's also a percentage roll, don't know about our 17, but I remember Crusty saying 1-3 were functionally the same. Actually, not that I'm thinking about it I'm pretty sure he only takes the first roll for paper handing out, so we actually have a 12.

>>27812906
The Video Game Villain is nickel and diming kids with DLC!

Quick! Give it a bad review!

>>27812721
>17
>goodu jobbu
>normally there'd be a random event roll here... but seeing as you're already dealing with one, it'll have to wait

Time flies when you switch your brain off and lurch at people with papers.

The bustling traffic of coming-and-going pedestrians keeps up a while longer than usual today, and you manage to rid yourself of the greater portion of your stack within an hour. After that, it’s just a matter of mopping up – you relax and shut down, letting the passers-by grab and snatch at their own leisure. After two hours, you’re down to zero papers and pretty soon should be sixty dollars up.

You check your watch. 10:20.

Loitering at the sidewalk for a while, you consider your options for the rest of the day, steadily growing more and more aware of your growing hunger. You’d planned to find out what Layla’s deal is, but that was before this whole Peter thing. You might still be able to track him if you put some real nose into it. Then there’s the matter of food, fuel for the stove, etcetera etcetera.

Your life has become pretty high maintenance by hobo standards. You kinda like it.

>Hunger Level: 5

>[ ] Go collect your money.
>[ ] Go pick up something to eat.
>[ ] Write in.

>>27812984
>[x] Go collect your money.

get a bucket of KFC for the gang.

then ghostbusting!

>>27812941
I take the first three, but you're right about the rest.

I take the very first and only the very first for random event rolls.

>>27812984
go collect money and something to eat. Then go looking for Peter

>>27812984
>>[ ] Go collect your money.
and ask where Peter goes to school

>>27813014
This. Maybe we could catch him on a lunch break or something?

Rolled 7

>>27812984

>[ ] Go collect your money.
then head home

>>27812984
>>[ ] Go collect your money.
>>[ ] Go pick up something to eat.
>>[ ] Write in.
Can we fuse our invisibility to track peter and also skip the subway hustle?

>>27813014

Thirded

>>27812984
Do both

Rolled 18

>>27813005
Sounds good.

>>27812984
>obtain street food on way to retrieving money.

>we can always catch Peter tomorrow morning.

Crusty, a question, did the Occupy protests happen/still happening (be it physically or through other means such as rolling jubilee etc) here? If yes, was Mutant rights also an issue?

Also, how long ago did Magneto drop Asteroid M on GENOSHA?

>>27813047
this lets use our invisibility and senses when we track peter.
>>27812984

>>27813140
Eh, why not.

Occupy X

>>27812984
>Get something to eat on our way back to the Bugle
>Ask Venessa if Peter usually stops by before school, see if he gets in early enough that we can actually have a conversation before having to run off to work/school
>head home and grab Laura before going to investigate Spooky Ghost Situation!

>>27813177
Convenient for scheduling our busy time. I like it! Good plan. Hopefully we can toe these up before our second Creeper gig.

>>27813210
Tie, not toe. Stupid phone keyboard.

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if only we smoked a pipe...

>>27813177
We should also ask Noriko. She was talking with the girl when we woke up so she might know something new.

>[X] Both.

Tempting as the prospect of a short nap on the sidewalk is, you heave yourself up and head back the Bugle.

It’s nearly eleven when you get there, but you’ve not exactly short on time. Vanessa gets you your cash and you stride out sixty dollars richer. What should you do with this great boon?

According to your stomach, you should pick up some KFC.

You take a short walk down the street to one nearby the Bugle and get in line, making sure that your various identity-obscuring effects are in place and nobody’s gonna deny you your right to unhealthy fried-up chicken. Eventually, you’re up, and the kid behind the desk asks for your order.

You realize, to some amusement, that this moment is going to kinda set your course for the day. Do you order some bigass buckets and head home to work out this Layla crap? Or do you buy just enough for yourself and go track down Peter? Destiny hangs on a greasy, chicken-y edge.

>Current Funds: $162.50

>[ ] Big bucket. Head home.
>[ ] Little bucket. Head back to the Bugle and try to follow Peter’s scent from there.
>[ ] Little bucket. Fade out and go rooting around the Bugle for Peter’s details.
>[ ] Write in.

>>27813254
Something to ask while we eat as a hobo family.

>>27813210
Yeah, I'm still not convinced that the Creeper's in a rush to call in his last outstanding favor. He seems the time to want to keep his hooks in us if possible rather than settling up our debt ASAP. Well see, but I think we have annywhere between a few days and three weeks of wait time. Though if it's the latter I'm sure we'll hear from him during the stretch.

What I think we should be focussing on is Laura's "Facility". If we don't keep an eye on that, Kimura and the other crazies are going to end up getting the drop on us.

>>27813271
I think we should pick up a bucket after tracking Peter down. Chicken could overpower his scent, which should be fairly weak by now anyway.

>>27813271
Get a big bucket. Try to get his scent. if that fails, then we get details from the Bugle.

>>27813271
>[x] Big bucket. Head home.

spread the greasy joy around.

maybe get Kevin a famous bowl so he can use utensils..

>famous bowls in case they don't have those in the UK
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tfan5MacmsI

>>27813271
BIG BUCKET SON
POPCORN CHICKEN FRIES AND CHICKEN BREASTS
FUCK COSELAW AND MACARONI SALAD

>>27813271
>>[ ] Little bucket. Fade out and go rooting around the Bugle for Peter’s details.
Also leave a note or tell Vanessa that we want to talk t peter and meet us at a location of our choosing.

>>27813271
>Big bucket. Head home.

>>27813271
>Big bucket. Head home.

>>27813271
>[ ] Big bucket. Head home.

Talk about what to do with Layla and Peter.

>>27813271
>[x] Big bucket. Head home.
We're gonna see Peter tomorrow anyway.

>>27813271
>>[ ] Big bucket. Head home.
But use a payphone to call the bugle and tell Vanessa to tell peter that we wanted to talk.

>>27813118
Yeah they happened, and mutie rights was an issue... but not nearly the biggest issue.

Magneto dropped Asteroid M on Genosha three years ago. It was the result of Genoshan attempts to shoot it down/bugger with it, which were pretty transparently backed by a few other countries. Mags delivered an ultimatum, telling them to stop and also free their mutant population. They didn't, and it became clear that Asteroid M could only withstand so much, so he Colony Dropped their asses and destroyed the whole country.

It's considered one of the most important events of the century.

>>27813271
>[ ] Big bucket. Head home.
The little ones must be fed. We can always talk to Peter tomorrow.

>>27813271
>big bucket, head home.

>>27813306
Actually, screw it. We hungry, big bucket and deal with Layla. She's not one of the homeless stray muties we picked up after all, we need to put her back.

>>27813338
This works we should know the number of the bugle and if not we can buy a newspaper for it.
I vote for us to stealth back home though you never know who could be following.

>>27813271
>>[ ] Big bucket. Head home.
Also buy a newspaper for todays events.
I wish we would use our powers today though.

>>27813368
Invisible with a big bucket of greasy chicken? Worth it just for everyone reacting to the smell.

>>27813271
>Big Bucket
We are the man in this mutant family. We have to provide for our kids/kin

>>27813402
I find this hilarious for some reason
racist reasons

>>27813402
This Laura might smell us/chicken but we can still surprise them.

>>27813420
And now for obligatory jokes, we end up luring Luke Cage to our home.

>>27813420
Mutants love Fried Chicken.

Just ask The Blob, man's got Brand Loyalty to Fries Chicken Dinglers.

>>27813420
When they're wondering "What's that delicous smell?"
You yell out from invisibility "IT'S FINGER LICKING GOOD!" and drop invisibility holding the bucket over your head with both of your hands.

"Dinner's ready little ones."

>>27813478
>>27813343
Hey crusty, i know for invisibility we need level 5 four non-living things to become invisible, but can we hide a bucket of chicken?(we should have enough clothes to cover it)

>>27813518
"OOOHHHH! IIIII'MMMMM AAAA GHOOOSSSTTTT! LAAAAYYLLLAAAAA YOU WANT SOMETHING TOO EEAAAATTTTT?"

>>27813518
Nah we can just rock being a floating bucket of chicken

>>27813548
We are not mentioning being mutants to a little girl. She might have loose lips.

>>27813559
She is a mutant herself with powers opposite of kevins anon.

>>27813559
agreed

>>27813559
Yeah, hopefully Noriko hasn't started sparking around her.

>>27813559
Pretty sure she figured it out when we told her not to touch Kevin because "reasons". Layla's pretty smart,

>>27813572
We don't know that yet.

>>27813559
"I'll have you know I was bitten by a radioactive chameleon when I was child. It gave me awesome and marketable invisibility powers. And That Chameleon WAS ME!

>>27813559
We have two junkie muties who have uncontrollable powers and , she has seen us with out a disguise unless she is dense, she knows.

>>27813614
and then you pop out your fangs and bellow with laughter

>>27813614
Ive been crippled waist down since a car hit me and my mom when i was a baby
the driver WAS ME

>>27813633

Who am I?

Krispy Kreme McDonalds, at your service!

>>27813657
fuck i feel like i should know this one

>[X] Big bucket. Head home.

You order… the big bucket. The famous bucket, in fact. Destiny groans sloppily into place, smelling vaguely of grease and flab. Peter’ll be at the Bugle tomorrow, right?

You leave with your gigantic bucket and head back the scar. The streets are pretty busy today, but it doesn’t take all that long to get home – you’re at the base of the shattered apartment block by 11:50, and are soon crossing the threshold to mutie squatter central.

“Hey, guys.” You stride in, grinning toothily. “Food an’ stuff.”

“Finally!” Exclaims Layla, who appears to be taking part in some kind of… game, thing… with Noriko. You know, the thing with the hands, and they clap their hands together and stuff… It’s a girl thing, you don’t know what it’s called because you’re a manly man lizard. “I swear to god, if I smell another liver I am going to hurl.”

Noriko just shrugs sort of apologetically. “Laura told us what happened last night. Spider-Man, huh?”

“Please, please, please tell me you got his autograph.” Interjects Kevin, who is, as usual, giving the others a wide berth. He’s sitting in what looks like a pile of ashes.

Laura doesn’t seem to be around.

>[ ] Talk to Layla about her problem.
>[ ] Ask where Laura is.
>[ ] Talk to Kevin ‘bout something (write in).
>[ ] Talk to Noriko ‘bout something (write in).
>[ ] Write in.

>>27813681
>>[ ] Ask where Laura is.

>>27813518
Depends how big the bucket is.

The bigger ones, no.

>>27813681
>[ ] Write in.
No but he webbed my feet to the floor for a bit.

>[x] Ask where Laura is.
Its too early for her job. assuming she still has it.

>[x] Talk to Layla about her problem
you sure you're not a mutant?

>>27813677

You mean the episode?

I can't remember.

>>27813681
>Ask where Laura is.
>talk to Kevin.

>>27813709

Seconded.

>>27813706
But if we need level 5 why do our clothes cloak with us?
Are we supposed to believe this is some sort of MAGICAL hobo clothes?

>>27813709
this.

>>27813729
What? never seen Hobo magic before?

>>27813681
>To Kevin: Sorry, didn't have a chance, maybe next time. Did you know how short he is?

Then >>27813709 This.

>>27813709
This, but I feel we screwed over Peter

Hey Crusty, is the Beyonder Disguised as a Hobo on the random encounter chart? Is D-Man? Because D-Man often is a Hobo himself.

Asking, because Cosmic Bum Fights.