British pr0xy

>Be me, Impetus
>Gravity nullifier who uses this to wear tank armor plating
>In a group of vying to topple the underworld in Portland
>Other partymembers include
>Yatagarasu, the """boss""" with a chaotic amalgam of powers and expertise
>Bad Blood, a batman-esque vigilante who doses people with his blood to debuff them
>Blackstone the Great, illusionist, party face, and part time telekinetic
>And Flatline, the obsessive-compulsive healer of the group
>Where last we left TEAM FRIENDSHIP
>Bad challenged a cowboy weeb named Hell Warden to a duel at high noon
>Of fucking course Hell Warden accepted
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>It's time for the duel
>Everyone except me, BB and the GM are AFK or missing
>Fuck it, the show must go on!
>Bad and Impetus go to the meetup
>Hell Warden meets us, and he has some friends
>A few nameless Yakuza goons and someone with a name
>Unfortunately I forgot it
>Lets call him Hitman
>Hitman says he's not here to interrupt the fight
>But, win or lose, Hell Warden is to be killed afterwards
>Says by agreeing to the duel the Yakuza see him as a traitor
>Nobody really gives a shit, least of all Hell Warden
>Warden gives a lengthy monologue about his life
>Grew up a Jap immigrant in Texas, family sucked, found out he was a mutie
>Decided against being cured because life sucked and people needed justice
>Became a vigilante for a while and eventually joined up with the Yakuza
>He didn't like them but hated the corrupt government so enemy of my enemy etc
>Finally finishes and Bad Blood has a go
>Is also a Jap immigrant, fled to the US because his parents crossed the Yakuza
>Dad died, mom made it to the US but got deported to be butchered back in Japland
>Turned out to be a mutie and became a vigilante fighting for the weak
>Hates the Yakuza and other gangsters for obvious reasons
>Storytime finally wraps up
>They take dueling positions and I give the mark
>DRAW!
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>The duel begins
>Bad goes first
>Throws a slash of blood across at Warden
>Fails hit FORT save, is debuffed
>Tries to shoot at Bad but misses terribly
>Bad leaps through the air and slashes at Warden with a bloodied sword
>He makes both saves, Bad only got a glancing blow
>Warden makes his save against the debuff on him and is back to full
>Uses his power to black out the whole area
>Pitch darkness, can't see shit
>Fucker has maxxed out stealth and perception rolls
>He can see you but you can't see him
>Bad is good at perception and stealth but nowhere near maxxed
>Tries searching through the dark for a few rounds while getting shot at
>Miraculously is managing to dodge all the shots
>Eventually he says fuck it and just leaves the darkness and takes cover on a rooftop
>Warden flips the lights back on and conjures up a vicious windstorm
>Movement on the ground is hobbled
>Unfortunately for Warden though Bad moves by leaping everywhere
>Jumps off the roof and uses the wind to carry him and his sword right into Warden
>Both saves are made, he only gets another glancing blow
>Impetus remarks that this is a motherfucking mirror match
>Warden laughs and says they're like sun and moon
>Warden flips his power again and the area is engulfed in scorching heat
>Bad fails his save and gets debuffed
>The two exchange a few more ineffective blows
>Eventually Bad makes his save and removes the debuff
>He says it's time to end this, and challenges Warden to a showdown
>Of fucking course he accepts
>The two prepare themselves to land a decisive blow, and clash
>Bad crits Warden, who then proceeds to fail both saves by a mile
>Impetus winces as Warden is cut open like a can of beans
>He's still alive, but utterly incapacitated
>This fight is over.
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>Warden looks up at Bad and tells him to kill him
>Bad grabs Warden, tosses him over his shoulder, flips off Hitman and bounds away
>I follow behind him
>We return to base with the first official hire to Team Friendship
>Warden's a little bitter for us dunking him but he's alive and on the team
>Not for a few days at least, though
>Bad did kinda just turn his innards into cottage cheese
>And even with Flatline making him whole again he's still not feeling great
>Plus, he's worried about the Yakuza
>He says that Hitman isn't just someone you leave in the dust
>Usually when you meet him, you die
>At mention of this I share some stuff I saw
>I was only even there for two reasons
>One, to see two muties engage in a glorious duel
>And two, to play defense in the extremely large chance the Yakuza tried some shit
>So thus I had my eyes on Hitman pretty much the whole fight
>Or at least PART of it, anyways
>20% or so
>Yeah lets go with that
>Curiously though, Hitman wasn't even watching the fight
>He was looking off in the distance, like he was waiting for something
>I figured it was a sniper or something but we never even got shot at once
>Apparently Warden has an idea who he was waiting for but won't share
>After sending Warden to an isolated cell because he's not fully our ally yet we watch some TV
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>News!
>A bunch of normies are protesting outside city hall
>They want boring normie things like "actual rights" and "the police to stop being shitheads"
>Things are getting heated when a statue of some historic mayor is toppled
>Suddenly all hell breaks loose
>The protesters and police clash and the jackboots are tearing shit up
>Then the video feed is cut off and shunted back to the news room
>The reporter has nothing to say
>But we do
>Impetus and Bad are both pissed
>These damn protesters are stirring up the cops and making them mad
>Bad blames himself, if he hadn't been dueling he'd definitely have been there
>Ugh
>Suddenly the video feed on the reporter starts spazzing out
>The video corrupts and starts changing
>The reporter's face distorts into something resembling a drama mask
>Audio starts playing a lengthy monologue
>The police are corrupt, the government are liars, we are Pr0xy, etc
>Black lets out an angry groan
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>Backstory time
>Team Friendship isn't actually our team name
>We're known as the Rogues
>The team as it stands right now is actually the second iteration
>The first Rogues were... unstable... and run by a guy called the Contractor
>They consisted notably of Pr0xy, hacker and shapeshifter guy
>And Hellion, the brute with devil powers who got stronger the more he hurt people
>There were others but I don't remember them and they aren't important
>The Rogues terrorized Portland for a while and did okay
>But one day Hellion got an offer for a job from someone
>If he did it he'd become a legally sanctioned mutie killer for the cops
>He was down, all he had was one little job
>Kill the Rogues
>It turned into one combat PC versus 4 or so semi-combat PCs
>It was a bloodbath and as far as Hellion knew everyone was dead
>Pr0xy, however, survived in some capacity
>The details are unclear, something split consciousness something something
>Basically Pr0xy is Yatagaratsu now and is marginally less of a crazy revolutionary
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>Back to the story now
>Bad is pissed
>Pr0xy and him have some history
>The old Rogues kinda blew up his boss' lab
>And Pr0xy was generally just obnoxious to be around
>All the manipulating and hacking and "GLORIOUS NEW WORLD" monologues
>Bad did NOT like him
>But he's apparently got a copycat trying to continue his legacy
>Nobody is happy about this, not even Yata
>Speaking of Yata, he says if this is a copycat he's damn good
>Has his whole hacking style down to a T
>But Yata's still a pro and already got in contact with him
>He's meeting us at a night club, The Pulse
>I ask if we're killing or recruiting him
>Bad says kill
>Yata says recruit
>Warden says kill
>Everyone turns and I remark that I thought we just threw him in a cell
>He says we did, but to roll with the Yakuza you gotta be tech savvy
>Well okay then
>Yata offers him a burger to eat but he refuses
>Says he's more of a steak guy
>Yata offers to have one of his robots cook him one
>He refuses and asks Bad to go grab him one instead
>Goes into Yata's room, grabs a piece of paper and a pen
>Writes down EXTREMELY specific instructions
>Says that's the best steak in Portland
>Bad says fine and heads out
>Yata waits till he's gone and tells me it's time to go
>Well okay then, guess we're leaving Bad behind
>Head to The Pulse
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>Arrive to our destination after Black throws a disguise illusion on me
>Place seems to be closed because of the riots
>Yata knocks on the front door
>A voice asks if we think the Snakes should die
>Yata asks why should they die
>The door opens and we see a man
>He's wearing a hoodie and balaclava, one half white one half black
>The balaclava has a drama mask motif in mirrored colors
>It's our man, Pr0xy
>Motions us inside
>We enter
>The room is pitch black
>The floor lights up as Pr0xy walks over it
>He starts a lengthy monologue about the riots
>About how they were all his doing
>The toppling of the statue was all it took to get things started
>One little spark and the situation ignited
>He goes on to talk about how corrupt the world and government are
>Says he has the power to play everyone against each other
>And then, after the dust settles, he'll lead the foundation of a new world
>I laugh
>Say Bad was right, your old self was intolerable
>He's got a lot of nerve preaching about lofty ideals and a better world
>How great a guiding light he'd be after tricking everyone into killing each other
>He points at me furiously and calls me a fool
>That if I'm so smart and wise, riddle him this:
>Was America itself not founded on the corpses of the British?
>That if the world runs off blood, how else will he bring great change?
>I'm about to answer when Yata tells me to be quiet
>Shrug and say fine
>Yata starts a lengthy rebuttal
>Pr0xy's getting beaten senseless by the flaws in his own ideology
>Impetus is cringing internally
>It's like talking to a younger version of yourself and going down a list of how shit they are
>He knows that feel immensely
>Eventually Yata's rebuttal approaches its conclusion
>Pr0xy's on the verge of crying
>Can barely stammer out anything in response
>Yata extends his hand
>Says that it's not too late, Pr0xy can still redeem himself
>He, with Yata's help, can make the world a better place for everyone
>Pr0xy takes his hand and shakes it
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>Suddenly there's a quiet electric crackle behind Impetus
>HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
>He turns and finds himself face to face with another Pr0xy
>Yata and Impetus act instantly
>Yata falls into his own shadow and teleports behind the doppelgangers doppelganger
>Impetus grabs at their chest
>Yata's blade and Impetus' hand pass right through it
>It's a hologram
>The laughter continues for a moment before tapering off and speaking
>Croc was right, Pr0xy, you ARE a fraud!
>HAHAHAHA!
>You fucked up your FIRST job.
>The voice sighs
>Well that's alright, at least two of the Rogues are gonna die.
>Yata runs over to the real Pr0xy and tells me to make an exit
>I nod and pick up a nearby table and throw it at the wall
>The table impacts hard, flickers a bit, and vanishes
>Pr0xy says it's already too late, we're in her power
>Several more Pr0xy's emerge from the dark and the voice speaks again
>Well then! Gentlemen, eyes forwards to the dance floor!
>I'm Dj Pixel, and I'll be your musician tonight!
>So...
>LETS DANCE!
>The lights flip on and illuminate a room full of several more Pr0xy's
>And in the center of the room is a woman dressed like a cyberpunk
>DJ Pixel
>Session ends