You're sitting in your room, watching the newest episode of your favorite anime, Momo's Quirky Quest, but you seem distracted, gazing blankly at the screen as heroes perform spectacular moves and poses. Tonight is the night. Once the sun goes down you'll be making your debut, no longer merely watching the exploits of others, but joining their ranks, no longer mere Hudson, but the wondrously mighty hero, Pascal!
3:31 PM You've even thrown together a costume, with the valiant aid of the knitting club's sewing machine at school!
3:31 PM ||
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3:35 PM T<Turn|Hudson> There's a distinct difference between the quality of his costume, and the vibrant, almost overwhelming hues of the heroes and heroines onscreen.  His outfit was a mishmash of yellow patches of fabric, with a long, almost gawdy cape attached to the collar, and a cheap dust filter mask, the kind they sold at home supply stores.
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3:36 PM T<Turn|Hudson> He was a teenager on a very specific budget, but this would, of course, be a problem for only a little while!
3:38 PM He was trembling with anticipation, a goofy grin slapped across his face as he began to pull on the haphazardly crafted outfit, one leg at a time.  His parents might have be a little worried with his absence at first, but just imagine what they'll feel when their son was accepted into the Wards!
3:38 PM Valence → Valence|GM
3:39 PM T<Turn|Hudson> And while he tried to squash the admittedly unheroic emotion, there was an undeniable pang of smugness that persistently throbbed inside of Hudson, especially when thinking about his brother.  He was always the sick kid, the one getting bullied, and his brother certainly didn't help out with that in school.  But now?
3:42 PM Now he'd be the one on top.  The hero.  In the few minutes it took to don his costume, Hudson began to crack open the nearest window to look out at the city.||
3:45 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden Looking outside you see the sky, painted a brilliantly burnished golden-orange as the sun drowned itself beneath the horizon. And with the luxurious approach of sunset, the mists.
3:47 PM As the sun still remained, hanging in the sky, they malingered fitfully, clustering in patches of shadow and around the edges of buildings, little tufts of shockingly bright, silver fog.
3:47 PM FossilDumb → Fossil
3:48 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden In fact, your parents were just now arriving home, pulling up into your driveway just in time for the curfew. Your brother? Nowhere to be found. ||
3:48 PM T<Turn|Hudson> Yeah, he'd have to fill his parents into the specifics of this later, but for now it was time for him to get on his way.  Shame his brother wasn't around, though.
3:50 PM For the given moment, Hudson began the transformation into his...bubbly form.  Not the most imposing of powers, yet that didn't mean it wasn't without merits.||
3:55 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden With a rapid, sharp crackling and popping, you feel your body dissolve into your Breaker state. You watch as your legs rapidly transform into thousands of tiny foamy bubbles, collapsing as your power spreads further, up your torso and neck.
3:56 PM Then, a brief sensation of suffocation and darkness, before blooming into sensation yet again. ||
3:56 PM T<Turn|Hudson> Man, was this /weird/.
4:00 PM He's still alive, but Hudson found it hard to suppress the panic that rushed up with each transformation.  Limbs disappearing, his body squishing down, and if everything feeling a lot squishier.
4:02 PM With the small swarm of bubbles floating around him, Hudson began to shrink their shape gradually, before beginning to float out of the window, and up into the sky.||
4:05 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden You float gradually upwards until you have a solid view of the cityscape below you. With the mist slowly building in mass, not many people are out on the streets, few lights still flicker down below and the city is almost ominously quiet. Creepy.
4:05 PM ||
4:05 PM ((Where ya headed. PRT?))
4:12 PM T<Turn|Hudson> ((Yep.))
4:12 PM ((Should I post?))
4:12 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden ((Go for it))
4:16 PM T<Turn|Hudson> Even with his powers being somewhat weird and a little weak, he could beat out a lot of Capes for having the most awesome power capable: Flight.
4:18 PM It was a giddy feeling, gliding over the landscape of people underneath him, tiny specks underneath him.  The mist wasn't a problem when you were this high up, so he got a chance to see the city in most of it's beauty.  However, he wasn't intending on staying idle and watching the sights of Orlando go by.
4:18 PM He began to fly towards the PRT building, as fast as his bubbles could go.||
4:21 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden Clear from any obstacles, and heading straight towards the P.R.T building, you manage to build up quite the substantial airspeed.
4:22 PM Suddenly, after flying for around ten minutes with no issue, you hear it.
4:23 PM A caterwauling, nonsensical scream echoing from around a block away. It sounds like something no human could ever naturally produce, melodic yet filled with pain and rage.
4:25 PM Shortly after, you hear a booming crash, and the tell-tale tinkling of glass on pavement accompanied by a substantially more human scream.
4:25 PM This one is filled with nothing but fear.
4:25 PM ||
4:30 PM T<Turn|Hudson> ...
4:31 PM Everything seemed to be going perfectly fine in the city, and his path was fairly unimpeded.  Mostly, he was just thinking about how to best introduce himself to the P.R.T. when he got to their office.
4:33 PM The screaming didn't quite give him the chance to finish his thoughts, something inhuman crying out into the air, followed by a sound of something far more familiar to him.
4:33 PM Hudson was quite used to the sound of fear.  He was well acquainted with it, in fact.
4:34 PM He could continue on the road, or he could be a true hero, and do the right thing.  So in the end, it was easy for him to swerve on his path, heading towards the source of the screams.  The P.R.T. could wait, right?||
4:38 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden Swerving towards the sounds of conflict, you curve into a swift parabola, maintaining your speed and descending rapidly towards your destination.
4:39 PM Seems like it's the mom'n'pop butcher's shop, Mulaney's. You mom picks up short-ribs here every week.
4:42 PM Mom might have to visit somewhere else this week however. The door has been ripped off it's hinges and cast aside carelessly into the street. The mist surges around the damage, funneling inside and obstructing your view.
4:43 PM The inhuman screaming has ceased, and now all you hear is a faint wet smacking noise, like someone eating pudding recklessly, and faint whimpering. ||
4:44 PM T<Turn|Hudson> The familiar sight of Mulaney's makes him slightly hungry, but the hunger was quickly replaced by a growing feeling of trepidation.  He hasn't really had any training, no backup, and basically was in a makeshift costume crafted out of spare parts.  Was he really qualified for this?
4:45 PM Didn't really matter, though, did it?  A true hero didn't have the option of backing down, of running away, not when the lives of innocents were possibly at stake.
4:49 PM Hudson zoomed inside of the building with his swarm, lagging behind two of them, and intent to investigate what was really making all that noise.  "H-Hey!  Is there anyone in there?"||
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4:53 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden Once inside, you see an interesting tableau. A thin man, quivering behind the counter of the shop, holding himself as he cowers. His head does perk up as you enter though. He whispers in a tremulous voice "I-is anyone there?"
4:55 PM Behind him, you see the door to the walk-in freezer spread wide open, sending frosty air cascading forward to mix with the accumulating mist. At your call, the smacking,rustling sound suddenly goes quiet. ||
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5:09 PM T<Turn|Hudson> ((Sorry, got sidetracked with something, be back in a few minutes.))
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5:18 PM T<Turn|Hudson> This place is gradually seeming creepier by the moment, but what kind of hero would he be if he let his resolve be broken so early?
5:20 PM Floating up to the main, his bubbles would grow slightly in size, hovering in front of the thin figure.  "I am here!  I'm, uh...  Pascal!  Yeah, Pascal!"
5:22 PM "Whoever's in the fridge, I'm going to have to ask you to politely leave!  You're scaring this poor man."  Perhaps whatever was in the fridge would be willing to simply leave.||
5:31 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden All you hear in response is a string of nonsensical coughing barks, and a steady low growling from the fridge. The man behind the counter, startled by the sudden noise clambers to his feet and dashes out the door. "Minimum wage ain't worth this shit!" ||
5:33 PM T<Turn|Hudson> That's one way to get an innocent out of the way.  It meant Hudson could cut loose, if need be.  Mostly that meant exploding his bubbles without worry.
5:34 PM He'd continue to drift along with his other bubbles, three in front of him, three covering his rear, heading for the growling noises.  "Hellooo?  Anyone in there?"||
5:37 PM ColdGold → CG|Snakeskin
5:40 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden Advancing upon the entrance of the freezer, you see a vague humanoid silhouette, huddled protectively over a haunch of meat.
5:41 PM JustLurking → Lurks|GM
5:41 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden It barks out the same series of coughing noises it uttered just a second ago, and it's growl seems to deepen in intensity, it's head whipping back and forth in time with it's....tail? ||
5:42 PM ((roll social))
5:43 PM T<Turn|Hudson> $roll 1d6-1 Social
5:43 PM A<[ATM]> Turn|Hudson "Social" [6] -1 = 5
5:44 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden ((alright, continue on))
5:45 PM T<Turn|Hudson> "Hey...boy?"  He's not sure if he's talking to a dog, a monster, or a parahuman here.  Maybe all three, considering his own limited scope of knowledge.
5:48 PM "You think you could back off the meat a bit?  Maybe just take a seat there and wait for the cops?"  This is weird, but he's trying to maintain a level head about it.||
5:48 PM Nick → Nick|GM
5:50 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden Once more the creature screeches out that coughing bark. This time, rougher, more panicked, the errant whipping of it's tail belaying agitation.
5:51 PM It edges forward off the meat, head turning in all directions, trying to triangulate the source of your voice. ||
5:53 PM T<Turn|Hudson> Man, his bubbles were really making this creature paranoid, weren't they.  Slowly they'd begin to drift closer, at a cautious pace.  "Think you can just settle down there, buddy?"||
5:55 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden As it gets closer, you're able to make out more of it's appearance. It seems... almost like the hybrid of a human and some sort of felid beast, crawling on all fours across the ground.
5:57 PM You notice wickedly sharp claws, and a dark shifting pelt of fur. You also notice certain.... features that indicate that it's likely of a feminine persuasion.
5:58 PM Her ears perked, she continues forward out of the freezer, eyes still darting from side to side, wary."||
5:58 PM ((Roll wits))
5:59 PM T<Turn|Hudson> $roll 1d6 Wits
5:59 PM A<[ATM]> Turn|Hudson "Wits" [2]  = 2
5:59 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden ((k, you don't notice anything ;p ))
6:00 PM T<Turn|Hudson> Holy smokes, a cat-girl!  It's just like his Japanese cartoons!
6:02 PM She's certainly a lot more dangerous than he might have anticipated if the claws were any indication.  His bubbles would quickly float after her, Hudson making sure that they were close to her, just in case he needed to explode them briskly.
6:04 PM "Would you mind slowing down, please?  I've got some questions for you!"  For example, if she had many of the behaviors of the cat-girls he saw on his shows, like going "nyah".  Not the best of intentions, but there was something heroic about exploring and discovering, wasn't there?||
6:06 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden Her agitation seeming to rise at your every spoken word, she utters a short guttural growl before throwing her entire body into a tight spin.
6:09 PM Sloughing off of her fur like water, a dark liquid whips out in a circle, splattering around her.
6:09 PM ((Roll dex))
6:10 PM T<Turn|Hudson> ((Same dex as out of the Breaker state?))
6:11 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden ((yeah))
6:13 PM T<Turn|Hudson> $roll 1d6+1
6:13 PM A<[ATM]> Turn|Hudson [6] +1 = 7
6:16 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden You manage to maneuver all but one of your bubbles away from the spray.
6:17 PM The one that was hit seems not to pop so much as fade from existence. ||
6:18 PM T<Turn|Hudson> Hm.  Her agitation didn't seem to be very good, so Hudson was imagining that more forceful measures might be taken.  Maybe.  What the heck did he know?
6:18 PM His bubbles came back anyway, so he might as well see if he can safely knock her out.  Swarming around the girl with all of his bubbles, he'd explode all five at once.||
6:22 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden As you maneuver the bubbles into place around her, she seems oblivious to your efforts, padding slowly back to the freezer, and her meat, spreading that dark fluid all the while. ||
6:22 PM ((Are you exploding them?))
6:23 PM T<Turn|Hudson> ((Yes.))
6:25 PM T<Tally> ((pop))
6:25 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden As you mentally finger the trigger on the five of your bubbles positioned around her body, hopefully you'd just knock her out or something, and get someone from the P.R.T to help her! Win-win!
6:26 PM Your mind made up, you trigger detonation, all five bubbles simultaneously exploding in a burst of air pressure and cacophonous sound.
6:28 PM The cat-girl is instantly obliterated.
6:29 PM The same dark liquid that she sprayed earlier now geysers forth and splatters the every square inch of the freezer, exploding with such force that some manages to hit your bubble form, knocking you back human.
6:29 PM ||
6:30 PM T<Turn|Hudson> There's an explosion that he wasn't entirely expecting, and he's not sure what's left in the remnants of his bubbles, seeing as he was knocked out prematurely onto the ground, grunting as he hit the cool floor.
6:31 PM "H-Hey, you alright there...?"  Hudson quickly began to scramble to his feet, praying that his bubbles were far less damaging than he first thought.  Oh god, was he stronger than he even realized?!||
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6:34 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden You hear no response. The only sound remaining is the steady drip-drip of the cat-girl's liquified body.
6:34 PM ((roll wits))
6:34 PM T<Turn|Hudson> $roll 1d6 Wits
6:34 PM A<[ATM]> Turn|Hudson "Wits" [2]  = 2
6:36 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden You stare in horror at what you've done. On further inspection, the hunk of meat she was hunched over seemed to just be your average everyday beef, now coated in sickly black blood. ||
6:37 PM T<Turn|Hudson> Hudson is most certainly gonna hurl.  There's the feeling of bile rising in the back of his throat, and he's hunched over, gripping his knees and spewing the contents of his lunch onto the ground.
6:39 PM This isn't what he wanted!  God, this was terrible!  Guilt, horror, fear, all these feelings boiling up and overflowing inside of him as the seconds ticked by, and he continued to look at the scene of carnage.  Were there any body-parts he could pick out?  Or did he even want to look for that stuff...?||
6:41 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden Gazing at the bloody crime scene, your first hint that something was wrong was a low, familiar growling.
6:43 PM Wiping at your eyes, you stare in disbelief. The freezer, the entire room, was beginning to fade out of existence.
6:46 PM In the center of the room, you watch as the black liquid soaks into the hunk of meat the cat-girl was eating, and reforms into a small, coughing version of the girl you had just splattered.
6:46 PM ||
6:46 PM T<Turn|Hudson> What?
6:47 PM Bleary eyes began to blink away the oncoming deluge of tears, and the bile stopped almost instantly as the scene in front of him began to shift.
6:49 PM He...didn't kill someone?  That's actually a massive relief for him, but the adrenaline rush of feelings and emotions failed to entirely disappear as he pointed animatedly at the girl coughing on the ground, incredibly confused, and having no real outlet for all these weird, conflicting emotions.
6:49 PM "What the heck was that?!"  Hudson questioned, teeth grit under his cheap bandanna.||
6:51 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden Your query goes unanswered, as the, now little, girl continues coughing on the ground. She seems dazed.
6:52 PM The fading of the room however, seems to be progressing swiftly. You are now able to hazily see through the ceiling into the building above.
6:53 PM You hear a few cracking noises as a couple bricks and supports shatter under new stressors.
6:54 PM You estimate at the current rate of fade, it'd only take 30-45 more seconds before the entire place collapses. ||
6:56 PM T<Turn|Hudson> Ah, well.  None of this has gone remotely to how he assumed his first outing would go.
6:57 PM It's been a lot more confusing and messy, and if he doesn't help the coughing girl now, she's probably gonna have a building fall on her.  That's a bit tougher than his bubbles.
6:57 PM Every second was critical here, so he rushed forward towards the girl.||
7:01 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden As you rush forwards, it feels almost as if you're running through sand. Looking down, shocked, you see that even the floor is fading away, your feet sinking almost halfway through the concrete. You've got to hurry. ||
7:05 PM T<Turn|Hudson> Oh, crap.  Yep, Hudson's heart might have exploded, but it couldn't be going any faster than it already was.
7:06 PM He continued on towards the girl, looking to pick her up, or help her to her feet if possible.  "Come on, this place is gonna go down!  You've got to go!"||
7:11 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden She looks up at you with unfocused eyes and chirps out a series of melodious noises. As she was making no motion to move, you decide you'll have to scoop her up. She's so small now that even you could manage this with your meagre muscle-mass.
7:12 PM She feels cool and slick to the touch, softer than anything you've felt before. Almost like liquid silk. ||
7:15 PM T<Turn|Hudson> He's trying really hard to ignore how she feels, or the fact that she's chirping at him with weird sounds.  Or the knowledge that the building was incredibly close to coming down.
7:15 PM At this point, with the girl in his arms, Hudson would run out of the room at the fastest pace he could go.||
7:17 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden ((roll ath and dex))
7:18 PM T<Turn|Hudson> $roll 1d6 Athletics
7:18 PM A<[ATM]> Turn|Hudson "Athletics" [3]  = 3
7:18 PM T<Turn|Hudson> $roll 1d6+1 Dexterity
7:18 PM A<[ATM]> Turn|Hudson "Dexterity" [6] +1 = 7
7:21 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden You run out of the quickly fading freezer, keeping a tight grip on your slippery companion. Keeping up pace you dodge a falling brick, and hurtling piece of rebar before finally making your way to solid ground.
7:23 PM Not in the clear yet, you notice the fade slowly creeping out of the freezer into the main lobby of the store. You decide to the safest option would be to just get the hell outta there and run out onto the street. A booming shockwave as the freezer finally gives way agrees with you. ||
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7:30 PM T<Turn|Hudson> It's been a weird debut so far, and to be frank, Hudson's night had only just began.  Things still had room to get increasingly stranger, and he wasn't even sure if his poor heart could take it.
7:30 PM The icky fluid was the least of his concerns, seeing as there was a weird girl in his arms, and the building was just about to collapse.
7:31 PM As the entire structure began to give way, a sigh of nothing but relief rolled out of him.  Things had escalated a lot quicker than he imagined...
7:32 PM Looking around, he was really hoping the cops would be on their way.  Or the P.R.T.||
7:36 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden Plopping yourself on the sidewalk you just stop for a moment, to both catch your breath, and to watch the last dying gasps of the building before you.
7:38 PM The girl, who crawled out of your grasp as soon as you managed to reach relative safety, sits to your left and winces as a support beam fades away and a wall ponderously falls.
7:39 PM You sit in silence for what seems an eternity before you feel a small, cool hand grasping for you own. ||
7:39 PM your*
7:43 PM T<Turn|Hudson> Bringing down a building?  Not the best way to start off a Cape career, but it really wasn't his fault, was it?
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7:44 PM T<Turn|Hudson> His heart was slowly beginning to wind down from it's absurd pace, thudding dully in his chest as he sat back on the concrete, looking at the collapsing building with a dazed expression on what little of his face could be seen.
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7:45 PM T<Turn|Hudson> The cool hand gripping for his own only managed to snap him out of it somewhat, as he looked over at the girl.  He never did really get a good look at what she appeared as.||
7:49 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden You see her form has stabilized as that of a small girl, around 4 feet tall, with delicate elfin features, save for her wonky slightly oversized ears. Her skin, scant clothing, and hair all appear to be made out of the same pitch black, subtly shifting and melting liquid.
7:53 PM You're struck out of your intense contemplation of her face, by the trail of dark tears that now flowed freely from her eyes, dropping towards the ground as she clutches your hand tightly.
7:53 PM ||
7:53 PM T<Turn|Hudson> It's literally just like one of his Japanese cartoons.  He's not sure how to feel about that, but for the moment he'll just have to take it as a message that he's obviously doing the right thing.  Probably.
7:55 PM "Are you alright?"  He's fairly sure that she's going to answer with whatever strange language or behavior she's been exhibiting, but at the very least, he'll hold her hand.  He'd feel like an absolute monster if he didn't.
7:56 PM "Either way, can you even understand me?"||
8:00 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden In response, she only squeezes your hand tighter,  and with a sudden jolt, stands, tows you to your feet and points down the road with her other hand.
8:02 PM As she points, you see on the underside of her hand, a white greek-omega, creeping along slowly, shifting and melting towards her elbow.
8:03 PM A moment later, sirens, the comforting dulcet tones of the P.R.T. come clamoring from the street she pointed down ||
8:08 PM T<Turn|Hudson> There's a lot more questions ringing through Hudson's mind then answers, but he's not exactly going to get any from this girl, is he?  Not while she's fairly mute.
8:09 PM The strange symbol on her hand is questionable, but the pressing relief in his mind is the sound of the P.R.T. coming towards them.  They'll sort all this out.||
8:21 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden You both wait in silence as the P.R.T van comes rolling in to a stop in front of you.
8:28 PM You hear a soft click as a the door slides open and a statuesque man in brilliant costume strides proudly forth. He sees the two of you sitting on your curb and seems to relax a touch. "Now which one of yo-" at that moment, the rest of the building decided to promptly finish it's transformation into a pile of rubble with a colossal boom.
8:29 PM The man, who you recognize as Painkiller, simply stares at the wreckage for a moment.
8:30 PM And then proceeds to burst out into uncontrollable laughter.
8:31 PM The strangeness and hilarity of the moment war in equilibrium for a moment, before a skeleton in a party hat stumbles and falls out of the van. ||
8:32 PM T<Turn|Hudson> He's not sure how to go about introducing himself, seeing as everything seems absolutely absurd, and crazy.
8:33 PM Hudson just sort of stood there for a moment, about to open his mouth, right up until the skeleton stumbled out of the van.  That's when he gave a bit of a girlish shriek.  Nobody ever said that Hudson was a particularly brave guy.
8:35 PM "I...  I'm Pascal.  And I've had a very weird night."  That's the understatement of the year, isn't it?  "So...do you want me to explain this here, or no?"||
8:36 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden Your wee-girly shriek only got Painkiller laughing harder. He's almost in tears at this point.
8:38 PM You even catch the girl vibrating in what you could only describe as a laugh before Painkiller continues "N-no, pft, it's alright... it's just... your faces... a-and the property damage."  He breaks down in another fit of laughter before finally composing himself.
8:39 PM "Hooo, oh, hell, I needed that." The skeleton waggles a finger at him as he curses. "Ah, all right, I get it, keep it PG."
8:41 PM With a sigh, he gazes down at you with surprisingly sharp eyes. "Lemme take a couple guesses here. You're new to the scene, saw tar-girl over there making a scene, and had to dive in and try to help, right?" ||
8:43 PM T<Turn|Hudson> He was fairly thankful that no one could see the flush on his cheeks as both Painkiller, and the girl ended up laughing at his surprise.  Who wouldn't be a little perturbed?
8:45 PM The sudden juxtaposition between the humorous tone, and Painkiller's eyes set Hudson back a bit, swallowing hard as he tried to think of a good way to explain the situation.
8:47 PM "So, I was actually flying to the P.R.T. building, but I heard these screams, and there was a cat-girl who exploded, and now she's this short girl."  Not his most coherent explanation, yet it was the best he could do for the moment.  "I think her tar, or fluids, might be acidic or something."||
8:50 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden "Oof, sounds rough." With that, Painkiller promptly plopped himself down next to you on your curb.
8:54 PM "But honestly kid, ya done good. You didn't have to try and help, but ya did. You didn't have to try and save this girl, but ya did." He gives you another brief, piercing glance "If you ask me, that's the textbook definition of a hero."||
8:58 PM T<Turn|Hudson> Holy heck, this might be the best day of his life!  Hudson positively beamed after the words left Painkiller's mouth, a goofy grin spreading across his face.  "T-Thank you, sir!"
9:01 PM "I think she's mute, though, sir.  Or just, super weird, and hungry."  It actually might be a bit of both, but who's to really say?||
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9:13 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden "Weird, hungry and mute we can deal with." He grins "To be honest, that describes our Wards almost perfectly most of the time." The skeleton punches him in the arm and stares at him reproachfully.
9:15 PM "Alright, alright, yeesh, it was just a joke, Backbone!" Smiling and rubbing his arm he turns to you once more. "Anyways, we'll have to take you down to the station for a couple questions, and to figure out what to do with goopy over there."
9:16 PM ||
9:19 PM T<Turn|Hudson> There's another sigh of relief when he talked about bringing them down to the station, his hands resting on the back of his neck as he looked up to Painkiller.  "I'm perfectly fine with all of that.  It's where I was going in the first place."||
9:20 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden "Lovely!" Painkiller steps into a sweeping bow as he gestures for you to enter the van.
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9:21 PM <Valence|GM> Jhaselden The girl, clutching hold of you tightly, follows you inside and sits firmly next to you.
9:22 PM Painkiller hops in as well and shuts the van door smoothly. "Oh, I never did ask, what's your name and power kid?"
9:23 PM ||
9:25 PM T<Turn|Hudson> Hopping inside of the van, he was definitely aware of the girl holding him tightly, yet chose to try and ignore it.  To the best of his possible ability.
9:28 PM "I'm Pascal.  I basically..."  Ugh, he didn't like too much of his power, besides the flight bit.  "I turn into a bunch of exploding bubbles.  They can usually fly pretty quick, too, but I'm not sure if there's anything else to them."||
9:31 PM ixi|Flay → •ixi, Wellwick|GM → Wellwick, Druza|AOE → Druza
9:36 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden He glances back at you for a second before breaking out into a wide smile and popping out a short staccato laugh. "Bubbleboy, Targirl, Dr.Bones, and the human Tylenol."
9:38 PM T<Turn|Hudson> ((You think we could wrap this up tomorrow?  It's getting a tad late on my end, and we've been going for awhile.))
9:38 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden ((Yeah, was just about to end it))
9:38 PM T<Turn|Hudson> ((Ah, alright then.  I'll go for the end then.))
9:41 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden "What a jolly group are we." He looks strangely mournful, and it doesn't seem to fit his face. "You'll go far kid. Don't worry bout the details. 's'long as you want to be a hero you're heading in the right direction."
9:41 PM "Oh, and remember to laugh once and a while. Always the mark of a good hero, that." He perks up and gives you a big cheesy grin. "It's the best medicine after all" ||
9:47 PM T<Turn|Hudson> At the short joke, Hudson was able to let out a short chuckle.  As stressful as this night might have been so far, it certainly was getting a bit better as time went on.  He wasn't fighting a weird catgirl at least!
9:49 PM "I definitely wanna be a hero."  Hudson nodded, his eyes hardening with a steely determination.  "I wanna make it all the way to the top, y'know?"||
9:53 PM V<Valence|GM> Jhaselden Abruptly serious Painkiller smiles once more, a fierce, small smile. "Well now. If you want to be a top hero, then we've got some work to do." ||
9:53 PM ((We can end here))