• A notice about Rule 3 regarding sites hosting pirated/unauthorized content has been made. Please see here for details.
  • Staff is working to deal with the problem of synonymous tags. See here for more information and to suggest tag mergers.
  • QQ will have forum downtime on October 21, starting at 10:00 AM Eastern time, for software updates.
  • Due to issues with external spam filters, QQ is currently unable to send any mail to Microsoft E-mail addresses. This includes any account at live.com, hotmail.com or msn.com. Signing up to the forum with one of these addresses will result in your verification E-mail never arriving. For best results, please use a different E-mail provider for your QQ address.
  • For prospective new members, a word of warning: don't use common names like Dennis, Simon, or Kenny if you decide to create an account. Spammers have used them all before you and gotten those names flagged in the anti-spam databases. Your account registration will be rejected because of it.
  • Since it has happened MULTIPLE times now, I want to be very clear about this. You do not get to abandon an account and create a new one. You do not get to pass an account to someone else and create a new one. If you do so anyway, you will be banned for creating sockpuppets.
  • Due to the actions of particularly persistent spammers and trolls, we will be banning disposable email addresses from today onward.

Dave's Eventual Cape Name (Vote is not binding, mostly fishing for ideas)

  • Sharky

    Votes: 3 6.1%
  • Palp

    Votes: 0 0.0%
  • Trouble

    Votes: 15 30.6%
  • Terrorist

    Votes: 12 24.5%
  • Town

    Votes: 1 2.0%
  • Snake

    Votes: 2 4.1%
  • Solid Snake

    Votes: 10 20.4%
  • Pikachu

    Votes: 5 10.2%
  • Something else I am putting as a comment in the thread

    Votes: 1 2.0%

  • Total voters
    49
  • Poll closed .
Chapter 63: A Meeting CrystalLisas (Get it? Like Crystallizes?) New
Chapter 63: A Meeting CrystalLisas (Get it? Like Crystallizes?)

January 17, 2010, Sunday. Brockton Bay, Bella's Apartment.



Crystal Pelham



Crystal leaned back on her bed. Then decided to just give up on posture, and simply flopped onto the bed face-down.

She had just finished dealing with giving Amy the gay person in Brockton Bay talk. Which was awkward. So, so, incredibly awkward. Not that it was Amy's fault it was awkward, though Amy's innate awkwardness didn't help. It was just the nature of a talk involving telling your cousin you knew she was gay, but you understood because you were bi, but she had to be very careful who she told because the city was infested with Nazis and she was extremely high profile as of about a month ago when she became one of the strongest healers on the planet.

And of course, the talk they had had only two days ago was fresh in both of their minds.

She was not looking forward to giving Vicky that talk. The gay/bi talk, not the Amy power and parentage talk. At least Amy hadn't denied being a lesbian, and was even self-aware enough to be able to confirm she was a lesbian and not bisexual.

Crystal was more than a little worried that Vicky would deny being into women, likely out of a misplaced sense of what was normal appreciation and what was sexual interest or something. Given some of Vicky's past comments, it was obvious she was also interested in guys, probably more so than ladies, thus Crystal's anticipation of stubborn denials. Well, as long as she kept her expectations low, she can let her hopes be high.

On the bright side, as she told Amy, after all that absolute bullshit was finally dealt with, Vicky would at least pick girls when she tried to set up Amy with someone. Given Vicky herself was single as well, Crystal would have thought Vicky would be a little less confident in her matchmaking skills, but her zero percent success rate for both herself and Amy clearly hadn't resulted in any hits to her confidence in matchmaking.

Also on the bright side, eventually she might get to tease Amy over this. In a friendly way obviously. But Amy was simply adorable with the way she got all flustered, it made Crystal's mischievous side wonder if Amy would simply implode if Crystal introduced her to the other kind of Earth Aleph Anime. The kind involving things only remotely possible with powers like Amy's.

Crystal finally turned over from being face-down on her bed so she could actually breathe, and heard a notification on her phone.

Apparently, Bella wanted to introduce Crystal to that Thinker Dave had picked up to protect from kidnapping.

She giggled slightly at reading Bella's description of the Thinker, describing her needing socialization like she was a pet that needed to be adjusted to being around other animals, but didn't want to be around other animals.

Knowing Bella wouldn't risk her safety, she wasn't worried about introducing herself to a Thinker either. She wasn't sure how much she trusted Dave's judgement, though he admittedly had a 100% success rate of finding trustworthy individuals to trust as far as she knew, he just seemed like he was going to choose poorly eventually when deciding who to put his trust in.

Bella had great judgement though. Also, it wasn't like Crystal had anything in particular to hide. She was an open Cape after all. If she lived anywhere in the United States or Canada other than Brockton Bay, she wouldn't even be 'in the closet', to the extent one could even say she was. Her parents and best friend knew she liked girls as well as guys after all. Given Bella trusted this girl, and the girl had already been around Bella for a while, that clearly wasn't going to be a problem either.

So, she peeled herself off her bed, and began getting ready to go to Bella's apartment. She would need to take a car or walk in order to not draw too much attention to where Bella lived, but that just meant she could wear clothes she would normally need to worry about getting messed up by wind from flying.



Crystal had ended up jogging to Bella's apartment. It wasn't actually that far in the grand scheme of things, even with both of her new speed boosts disabled, and she needed a certain amount of exercise anyways if she wanted to continue looking as awesome as she did… and it was important to be fit as a superhero, she supposed.

Fixing her hairband after the jog, she went in, and took the stairs up to Bella's apartment. After knocking and being let in, she followed Bella to the couches in the living room, noticing the signs that Bella's apartment had another occupant.

In the living room, was Dave, who was in his normal form, and the Thinker who Dave had called Foxy. She had thought it was a joke about the girl being sexy, but upon seeing her, she could see why Dave picked that as a temporary name. She really did have a sort-of vulpine look to her face; and of course, she was a Thinker, and foxes were associated with cleverness.

"Hi, I'm Crystal!" She said brightly, holding out her hand to the younger girl, who looked to be about fifteen or sixteen.

The girl visibly looked at her for a moment, before reaching her hand out to shake her hand. "I'm Lisa," the girl introduced herself.

Dave golf-clapped, earning a glare from both girls.



After a little more of the standard polite introductions, Crystal had just settled down onto a couch.

"So Lisa," Bella said, "Crystal isn't too bad is she?" She asked in a way that made Crystal suspect she was missing context.

"No," Lisa said grudgingly, "but that's not why I was reluctant." She added instantly.

"Of course not," Bella said soothingly, before jokingly adding, "you were reluctant because you are an antisocial stray cat that hasn't been properly socialized yet."

Lisa, seemingly unable to come up with a clever comeback, went with the truth. "I was worried, because my power means I learn things that people don't want me to know, even if I don't necessarily intend to learn them, and that makes things complicated when trying to be genuine with people, especially Capes."

Ah, Crystal thought. A genuine, understandable, and valid concern.

"It's okay," Crystal told Lisa. "I don't mind you using your power on me."

Lisa somewhat rudely rolled her eyes a little. "Do you even know what my power is?" She asked doubtfully.

Crystal realized she didn't, which was rather awkward.

"My power is deduction. Sherlock Holmes taken to the extreme." Lisa said. "You have less to worry about as an open Cape with a publicly known Trigger, but everyone has secrets and private thoughts they don't want other people to know about."

Lisa paused, then looked at Dave. "Well, almost everyone." She amended her earlier statement.

"That's fine," Crystal insisted. "You can use your power on me if you want, and I don't mind if you use it on me by accident either."

Crystal had just dealt with this sort of bullshit with Amy, and she was determined to get through it here too. It really seemed like a decent chunk of powers simply made the person who got them worse off in many ways. First Amy, and now Lisa had serious psychological burdens as a result of their powers.

"No, don't do that." Lisa said suddenly, looking at Crystal. "No pitying. You're not even pitying me for the kidnapping thing." Lisa said, her statement that started strong turned into a slight whine at the end.

"The worst part of my power by far was the migraines anyways, but Dave's healing aura, health stations, and burritos all work to heal those, so they aren't really a problem anymore." Lisa added.

"Sorry," Crystal said. She was familiar with the sort of people that hated being pitied, and it appeared that Lisa was that type.

"So, would you like to demonstrate your power?" Crystal offered. She knew that when she, Eric, and Vicky got their powers, they had all been happy to show them off. Even Amy had been happy to show off some of what she could do, albeit to a lesser extent.

"Oh, oh, tell me what you think I was doing earlier." Crystal said excitedly. She had never met a Thinker before, so she was excited to see if Lisa could figure out Crystal had been face-down on her bed then jogged.

"Fine." Lisa said, not acting nearly as reluctant as she seemed to want to portray herself as being. Clearly, she also wanted to show off what she could do, not that Crystal could blame her.

Lisa stared at Crystal for a moment, before she slowly began speaking. "You were talking… to Panacea… about… Brockton Bay? No, nazis? No, some group nazis target. You were talking to Panacea about her being a lesbian in Brockton Bay, and why she can't come out, with why she can't reveal her sexuality being said nazis." Lisa said.

On the one hand, that was very impressive, and reminded Crystal of seeing shows done by mentalists, that is, the mundane non-parahumans that use knowledge of cold-reading, micro-expressions, statistics, and probability to 'guess' things about people and what they are thinking.

On the other hand, "oops," Crystal said sheepishly. "I did not think through what I was asking you to figure out." She admitted, before looking to see how the others were reacting.

Dave simply golf clapped again, Bella was giving her an expression that suggested she had doubts regarding Crystal's intelligence… and that she was there when Eevee was present too and obviously saw Amy's interest at the time.

Lisa meanwhile… "I already knew Panacea was a lesbian." Lisa said upon seeing Crystal focus her attention on her. "That's exactly the sort of issue I try to avoid. People don't like it when that sort of thing is revealed without their permission. That's leaving aside the actually problematic things about people that I might find out. Anyone with a secret will have a grudge against me because I could find out about whatever it is." Lisa visibly restrained herself from continuing at this point, though Crystal wasn't exactly sure what she would have said next.

Regardless, that meant the poor girl was going to be in serious trouble socially, given her potential social circle requirements already included 'able to defend themselves' due to the whole kidnapping problem, this requirement of 'no high-level secrets' meant Crystal needed to befriend this girl more than ever! There weren't exactly many people Lisa could have a healthy social relationship with, so she saw more than ever why Bella had asked Crystal to socialize with Lisa.



They chatted a little more after that, and talked some about Pokemon, which drew Lisa out of her shell enough that Bella and Dave both began making smug faces at being correct that Lisa would enjoy it.

Crystal also gave Lisa a rundown on the Capes and Gangs of the Bay based on her own experience as a long-active Cape.

"Yeah, the Chorus gang are kind of nuts." She was saying. "They attacked a mall a while back, and that was what made Amy get her powers, because she was there."

"I hadn't found much about them, I didn't even realize they were still active." Dave said from the side.

"Yeah, we, as in New Wave, went pretty hard at them after that. They only had three Capes to start with, and they were all on the weaker side in terms of powers. They mostly got by from a reputation of being crazy, being small enough the Empire and ABB didn't care about them, and never provoking a large-scale response from the Protectorate. We captured one of the Capes and put a bunch of the grunts in prison, where they stayed because the Chorus gang doesn't have the Empire's resources. Then it seems like one of the remaining two Capes either died or left, because he hasn't been seen in a while, and the remaining one was spotted injured a couple weeks ago, but otherwise hasn't done much." Crystal explained.

"Huh," Dave pondered. "Is there a point to making an effort to specifically capture that one to eliminate the gang's last Cape?" Dave asked.

Crystal shrugged. "Yeah, they're unfortunately pretty crazy, so there isn't really any point in doing anything like letting them stay so that worse criminals don't come to fill in the void. Sadly, Brockton only has the kind of gangs that can't be worked with; Accord's Ambassadors or even some branches of the Elite would probably get support from the PRT if it meant kicking the Empire and ABB out of the city while avoiding a Boston Games scenario. So, if you encounter any Chorus Gang people, Cape or otherwise, just go ahead and arrest them."



After that, Lisa, who had seemingly warmed up to Crystal, told her about who had been trying to kidnap her.

"Coil, huh?" Crystal repeated. That made some sense she supposed. Thinkers, Strangers, and Masters were always going to be the categories that could successfully keep a low profile while amassing power, and in hindsight, the large number of consistently employed mercenaries with Tinkertech weapons was a pretty big red flag. Coil had probably gone unnoticed by everyone the same way she hadn't thought about him much: Brockton had bigger, more obvious problems.

Coil had clearly succeeded at keeping a low profile, given how many people on PHO thought he either didn't exist or wasn't even a Parahuman. Crystal didn't think she had ever even fought any of his mercenaries, or that anyone else in New Wave had for that matter.

"Well," Crystal began. "Whenever you want to fight him, call me and I'll help you kick his ass. If he has a few more holes in him afterwards than when he started, well he shouldn't have resisted." She said to Lisa, demonstrating by shooting a laser from a finger on one hand to a finger on her other hand, letting her forcefield absorb the beam.

Lisa gave a genuine smile, and the chatting after that was even more open and less guarded than before.

By the time Crystal left, Lisa had gotten a whole bunch of recommendations of Earth Aleph shows and movies, and Crystal was satisfied that Lisa was a good egg and that she had gained at least some of Lisa's trust. Even if Crystal felt a little bad about putting Lisa on the spot to demonstrate her power, and accidentally got Amy outed as a lesbian to Dave and Bella. Not that either cared, but Crystal felt quite bad that she didn't choose a better example than 'what was I doing earlier' to ask Lisa about.







Author's Note: Tada! A bit of Crystal point of view! She had The Talk: Gay-Person-in-Nazi-Town Edition ™ with Amy offscreen. Then, Crystal and Lisa finally meet! It goes perfectly well, as expected by literally everyone except Lisa.

I cut a small scene from this chapter that didn't really add anything, where Dave asked Lisa if Crystal was nice (while Crystal was right there), and Lisa said yes, and Dave said "That's what you would say if you thought she wasn't nice!". I ultimately cut it, because the reference to TTT was rather subtle and it sort of just distracted from the main thing, which was Crystal and Lisa meeting.

We get an update on the Chorus Gang, who sort of disappeared pre-Canon in the original story as far as I know. They don't even have their own Wiki page, despite being the ones to make Amy trigger. So, I gave them three Capes, and an explanation on how they disappeared before Canon started and why nobody pays attention to them anymore (that being, they only have a single injured Cape remaining at the moment).

Crystal finds out she is perfectly happy to leave a would-be-kidnapper of an underage girl with more holes in them than they started with. Nonlethal holes of course, but a kidnapper doesn't really need their legs to work right? Or arms. Or dick. She can cauterize wounds with her lasers to make sure they don't bleed out after all. Lisa approves.

Crystal accidentally outs Amy as a lesbian to Dave and Bella through a poorly worded question to Lisa. Dave, Bella, and Lisa, all don't care at all, (and Bella already knew because she was at the Eevee event and she has eyes and could clearly see Amy staring… although that does imply Vicky doesn't have eyes because Vicky did not notice Amy staring at all) though Lisa is interested now that New Wave seems to have changed a lot since she last checked on them based on what she got from Crystal.

My poor, poor stockpile is basically gone now due to how busy I've been. We'll see how much writing I get done over the weekend, but I'd give it a decent chance that next week I will have to announce that I'll have switched to a 3-chapter per week schedule of Monday-Wednesday-Fridays. It's sad, but there's not much I can do about my time constraints.
 
Chapter 64: Miss MiLisa Meeting New
Chapter 64: Miss MiLisa Meeting

January 18, 2010, Monday. Brockton Bay, Dave's Apartment.



Dave woke up to the sound of buzzing. The bees from a couple days ago were still in his bedroom, luckily none had escaped at any point from his entering and exiting the room.

As he got up and began going through his morning routine, Dave thought about his plans for the near future. Shower thoughts being a thing meant thinking while in the shower was more effective right?

Ideally, the large glass box had had ordered yesterday would arrive today, so he could round up the bees and put them into the box. While Dave could just try and get his power to give him something to handle the bees, he'd rather just handle them this way. As nice as it would be (or rather, bee) to have something that would let him place the bees he released back into the space where they were accumulating, he really wanted to be able to have a sign that said 'In Case of Emergency, Break Glass', and put it on the glass box full of bees.

Today, Dave would need to go with Lisa to introduce her to Miss Militia, and while he was at it, he would give Challenger a Stamina Perk bottle to triple her speed as thanks for helping with Lisa's training. Actually, didn't Lisa say Challenger was a Cape that had a reflex boost as part of her powers? And that she could probably handle the boost from the Speed Gun as well? I suppose I'll offer when I meet her at least. I'll see about setting up a meeting with Velocity as well. While he is very fast, some instinct I have makes me feel like he is way slower than he should be for a 'speedster'.

Ignoring the ideas and images that the term 'speedster' brought to mind, and how satisfying it would feel to make Velocity faster, Dave made sure to remember the other thing that was happening today.

Today, the assistant Dragon had promised to send him would be arriving via plane from 'Canada', then driving from the airport to Brockton. Which, since Canada clearly wasn't real, was obviously just code for a secret, hidden location somewhere north of the United States, like Greenland, but a little to the left.

So, he needed to meet the assistant and help them get situated and explain his needs and wants, and let them get to work on helping him figure out how to do things like heal rich people in the most effective way of keeping the world functioning and making enough money to fund his projects.

After his shower (it turned out, showers were great for thoughts!) and morning routine was finished, Dave began preparing his tea, orange juice and bagel, and sat down at the table while letting the bagel toast.

You thought it was Daf! But it was me! Daf! Hi Dave!
There isn't much to say today, you got a new role, and it's one I know you've been waiting for.

Your new role today, is the Summoner. As you know, the Summoner is a traitor role that doesn't have any special powers, but has a different shop from a normal traitor, and starts a round with five credits instead of two.

As usual, having access to your new Summoner shop means you've unlocked a bunch of new items, some of which are also available in your other shops now, but many of which are not.


Dave wasn't sure what the first part was, it felt like some sort of reference he might have once gotten, but he certainly hadn't seen anything like it since he was on Earth Bet. The rest was interesting though, as Daf had said, he had been waiting for the Summoner role for a while now.

After all, the Summoner role was going to be the key to defending the Tinker base.



After finishing off his breakfast, Dave went next door to see Bella off to classes and let Lisa into his apartment so she could begin planning for Cape stuff.

"So," he began, facing Lisa. "Today was the day you wanted to talk to Miss Militia about training, right?" He asked.

Lisa nodded. "This should be when she is least busy, aside from possibly at night. As a Noctis Cape, she is most likely on night duty as well, but as she is probably the only quick response Cape the Protectorate has on most nights, I wouldn't want to either meet or train with her at night in case she suddenly needs to leave for an emergency."

Dave nodded. "Fair enough." Then he pointed out the door. "Onwards! To adventure!" He cried dramatically.

For some reason, Lisa just sighed.



They arrived at a building that seemed like a weird combination of a gym and a shooting range. Both Dave and Lisa were in their Cape identities, though Lisa was wearing a makeshift purple-and-black costume and a large domino mask. They had walked to the building after following directions to the address that Miss Militia had texted to Dave.

They went in to the building to find Miss Militia already in the lobby in her costume, with nobody else present.

"Hi Trouble," Miss Militia said, doing one of her signature eye-smiles, before turning to Lisa. "And you must be Foxy?"

Lisa nodded, doing her best to make a good impression on her new trainer. "Yes, that is the temporary Cape name Trouble picked for me. I'm sorry about my costume, my real one isn't ready yet. It's nice to meet you." Lisa said, reaching out her hand, which Miss Militia shook.

"It's nice to meet you too." Miss Militia said with another eye-smile. "Before we got started, I wanted to do my best to alleviate any concerns you might have. This place is owned by a friend of mine, he uses it to train people that intend to go into things like the military or the police, or become a PRT agent. As you can see, it has a shooting range, and is fully equipped in terms of safety equipment, and has everything necessary for exercising to develop one's body, and has a sparring ring and first aid equipment in that room over there."

"Also," Miss Militia continued. "In terms of defenses, there is the fence you must have seen when you came in, and a full set of cameras covering the entire area from multiple angles, and alerts that go off that have been connected to my phone if any of the cameras experience disruption that might indicate hacking. The walls, doors, and windows are all reinforced and locked, and the windows have special blackout curtains for privacy purposes."

"Wow," Dave said. "That's very impressive, the walls have locks? And this is all unofficial?" He asked, wanting to make sure no unnecessary records of Lisa came into existence.

"Yes— what? No, the walls don't have locks Trouble, you know what I meant. This place has no direct connection with the PRT, only many aspiring agents training here; the owner is a friend and is former military, and he agreed to lend me the place occasionally in exchange for being able to say that Challenger and I have trained here. There are no records of Foxy here being anywhere near here or me as far as the PRT is concerned, or as far as the Protectorate is officially concerned, though Armsmaster is aware and Challenger will be here later." Miss Militia said.

"Is that enough to alleviate concerns?" Miss Militia asked, turning to Lisa. "If you have other concerns or suggestions for ensuring your safety, please let me know so I can see what I can do."

Lisa hummed a little, seemingly measuring Miss Militia's sincerity, before smiling. "No, I think that will be sufficient. Has Trouble told you about his Radars?" She asked.

Miss Militia nodded, "Yes, those are extraordinarily useful in a variety of situations. Ah, I see, you believe we can keep an eye on anyone that stays still nearby using those to identify possible spies or potential attackers." Miss Militia said, catching on to Lisa's idea as she spoke.

Lisa nodded in satisfaction. "Yes, I have narrowed down who is after me, and it turned out to be Coil, who employs mercenaries equipped with Tinker Tech." She said, looking carefully and probably using her power on full blast at Miss Militia while she did so.

Miss Militia frowned in surprise. "Coil? He—well, I suppose… Hm…" And from there, Lisa filled Miss Militia in on her findings, interspersed with repeated warnings that Coil would find out anything that made its way into official PRT or Protectorate paperwork or databases from the combination of his moles and his Thinker power.



After that conversation, Miss Militia took Lisa and began sorting through the guns Lisa had brought with her, and trying to decide how to prioritize Lisa's firearm training.

"Pistols are probably the most important." Lisa said. "The only other major weaponry that is highly nonstandard is, well, has he shown you the dildo weapons?"

Miss Militia sighed. "Yes. My power really likes the rotation one. My power normally won't do anything with Tinkertech, but for some reason it really likes Trouble's weapons and will copy them fine for the most part."

Lisa nodded sympathetically. "Yeah, a lot of powers interact strangely with him, I suspect he is even a minor-to-moderate blindspot for a lot of Thinkers. Anyways, as… unusual as the dildo weapons are, they are also strong enough that I need to learn how to use them, so aside from pistols and melee and unarmed combat, those two are the most important weapons for me to learn."

Miss Militia nodded. "Not that I don't agree, but out of curiosity, why pistols?"

"Well, a lot of Trouble's more exotic weapons are in pistol form, like the Flare and Freeze Guns, or his Speed Gun. Even his weird Mud Analysis thing looks like a pistol, so I expect a lot of his future items that I might end up using will also be in pistol form. And of course, they are small, easy to carry around, and less provocative than other firearms." Lisa answered.

Miss Militia nodded again. "Good reasoning. Well, for now, we can start with working on pistols and general firearm safety. I'll let Challenger work on the melee and unarmed aspects of your training when she gets here though. While I am an expert at both, she is better, and is adept with a wider variety of melee weapons, and can better train you with more unusual melee weapons that Trouble's power might form. Personally, I trained with her a bit to get my skill with a crowbar up to snuff after my power developed one that is based off of Trouble's crowbar, so I can vouch for her skill in training people. Anyways, let's get started."









Author's Note: Yay! Chappie!

Dave makes plans, including giving Challenger and Velocity a speed boost soon. Challenger is, funnily enough, a bit of a challenge, because any author that wants to use her needs to come up with a powerset for her that makes sense with her equipment and known actions, along with the situation in the Bay. I'll talk more about that when we get to her though.

Velocity is interesting in that while he is very fast for a Parahuman, he is much much slower than basically any comic book speed-based hero or villain, and has a downside to his speed added on (though admittedly, the thing about the world affecting him less while he is going faster also has upsides).

After writing this chapter, I took a look at my stockpile, how much I was consistently writing, and my upload speed, and found I will run out of chapters soon if I keep my current upload speed of 5 chapters per week now that I'm busier.

So, unfortunately, it is likely I will switch to three chapters per week on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. The good news is, that will mean once I FINALLY get my dang stockpile to where I want it, I will be able to do extra releases or longer chapters. That won't happen for a while, but it WILL happen eventually.

If I get enough writing done before this chapter goes up, the change to 3 chapters per week might get delayed by a week, but I'm not too hopeful of that actually happening.


Yeah, it's gonna be a 3-chapter per week schedule for now. Sorry about that, but in a turn of events nobody could have possibly expected, life did not in fact stop moving when I began writing a story. How inconsiderate of life, right?

Having busy-ness ramped up even further since I started working on this chapter, I'm going to let y'all know that even the 3-per-week may turn into my initial planned release 'schedule' of 'they come out when they come out', which would then turn back into some other schedule as I rebuild my stockpile. The 'they come out when they come out' wouldn't necessarily be less than 3 chapters per week, but it could end up that way.

Sorry again about the constant, repeated, schedule changes, I got caught up in the excitement of writing when I decided that I should try a one-chapter-per-day schedule instead of doing the smart thing and doing 3 or 4 chapters per week and simply building up a massive stockpile.
 
Chapter 65: A New Challenger Approaches New
Chapter 65: A New Challenger Approaches

January 18, 2010, Monday. Brockton Bay, Miss Militia's Training Area.



Dave felt oddly bored as he watched Miss Militia begin teaching Lisa firearm safety and the foundational basics of shooting. Perhaps it was a side-effect of the Old Man role's Combat Thinker ability? That it made him 'used to' the things it gave him proficiency in?

It probably didn't help that Miss Militia's guns that she used to demonstrate to Lisa were identical to normal guns in an area that Dave's weren't: sound. They were really loud, especially indoors.

After a little while, he perked up when he heard the door of the building open, so he went to the lobby to check it out.

There, in all her glory, was Challenger.

"Hello!" Dave greeted. "Miss Militia and Foxy are right this way." He said, before making a dramatic sweeping gesture towards the shooting range area.

Challenger nodded, and said, "I'm Challenger, you must be Trouble, right?"

Dave nodded, "Indeed I am. It's nice to meet you, I wanted to thank you for agreeing to train my friend."

Challenger waved her hand as she began walking toward the shooting range area, with Dave walking beside her. "Oh, it's no problem, I'm happy to teach someone what I know, and training someone new will just improve my own foundations while keeping me sharp. Not to mention, by training a new hero, I lessen the burden on myself in the future. And of course, I fully expect this to be fun." She said with a smile.

For some reason, Dave had the sudden impression that if life was an anime, Challenger would be one of those characters that had pointy, shark-like teeth for no apparent reason. She didn't have pointy teeth in real life, but Dave suddenly felt a little bit sorry for Lisa after getting a sense of how enthusiastic Challenger was.



After chatting a bit more with Challenger, Dave came to an unsurprising conclusion.

She was good people. It turned out, Miss Militia didn't recommend people randomly that were total assholes. Who could have guessed?

After being relatively certain that there would be no major problems with giving Challenger a power-up in terms of personality, he had to confirm the next part.

"So, what're your powers?" Dave asked her while they watched Miss Militia correct Lisa's shooting posture.

"Wouldn't you like to know." Challenger said teasingly. "I'm joking. I'm a bit of a Jack-Of-All-Trades actually. Small Combat-Thinker power, small Trump power, small Brute power. I get stronger and my Combat Thinker power gets more powerful when I'm being challenged, with a bigger challenge resulting in a bigger boost, and if I 'win', I get to keep a little of the boost, which is how I can carry around my axe so easily." She said, patting the large axe hanging from her side.

"So, do you have enhanced reflexes?" Dave asked.

Challenger took out a coin, and simply asked, "heads or tails?"

Dave shrugged and said "Heads I guess?"

Challenger flipped the coin, then snatched it out of the air and said, "Here you go, one heads, as requested."

Between her fingers, with the coin facing perfectly straight up, was the heads side. Challenger had managed to catch it mid-flip facing the way she wanted it to be facing while catching it by the thin side.

Challenger smiled upon seeing his reaction. "Yeah, my reflexes are through the wazoo by default, and get even better when they need to be. If I drive fast enough, I can make my reflexes improve so much they'll react to thing that haven't happened yet, making my driving safer when I go faster. It's hilarious to give the Wards a little scare by pretending to drive like a maniac while giving them the safest ride they'll have for their entire lives."

Huh, that is literally perfect for what I'm offering. Dave thought to himself.

"Well, in that case, as thanks for helping to train Foxy, and to improve the capabilities of local heroes, I've got an offer for you." Dave said.

"Oh?" Challenger asked. "Tell me more."

Dave took out a pistol and a bottle of soda and began to explain the wonders of moving at fifteen times normal speed.



Dave watched, greatly entertained, as Lisa got repeatedly beat up by Challenger. While he hadn't been super interested in watching Lisa's training with Miss Militia, her training with Challenger was straight up hilarious.

"So, why don't you wear a mask with your costume?" Lisa asked slyly, clearly hoping to poke at Challenger in order to make a distraction and gain an advantage. Challenger simply punched her in the face again while wearing ridiculous, extra-padded boxing gloves.

"Don't try to talk in a melee fight. It'll usually distract you more than your opponent. If you want to try to use your Thinker power to yap at your opponents to try and win fights, you need to learn how to provoke people correctly from someone already good at it, like Mouse Protector. Otherwise, all you'll do is either distract yourself, or make your opponent more inclined to kill and/or torture you depending on who you're facing." Challenger lectured.

"But—" was all Lisa got out before getting punched again, this time in her side.

"This is exactly what I mean, you distracted yourself trying to come up with a response or argument instead of keeping your guard up. About half of the villains in Brockton Bay could have killed you with that opening, and without the inherent protection of being part of the Wards or Protectorate, they will be more than happy to do so." Challenger said.

Something about watching Lisa repeatedly overthink what she should do next and then getting punched in the face by a superhero wearing extra-padded boxing gloves (to minimize Lisa's pain and injury) was just magical.

Wait a minute… I'm entertained by watching two athletic attractive females beat each other up, though granted it's rather one-sided. Am… am I a stereotypical man? No, that can't be it, I'm only entertained because it's hilarious watching Lisa try to use her Thinker power to gain an advantage and then Challenger beating the crap out of her because 'provoking your opponent makes them more likely to kill you if you couldn't already beat them in a fight.'

Just watching the flash of smugness on Lisa's face before opening her mouth and then immediately getting wrecked is so entertaining.

Ooh, there's an idea. I could make a Mud-Wrestling area in the Tinker base that improves training effectiveness. I knew watching Lisa get beat up wouldn't be a waste of my time! Wait, why do all the plans I can come up with for a mud-wrestling training area make the training more effective when less clothes are worn by the people training? Eh, whatever, on the bright side, this could take a normal person to beyond peak human fitness by training in it if they were wearing little enough.


"What are you thinking about so hard?" Miss Militia asked Dave from the side where she was also watching Lisa get beat up, though she had considerably more sympathy. Dave wasn't sure if that was because she also had recently been beaten up by Challenger or if she just hadn't been exposed to how smug Lisa could get. And Lisa would absolutely have been smug if she had been able to keep up with Challenger at all in unarmed combat with no training.

"Oh, I was thinking about training, and then my power just gave me blueprints for a mud-wrestling area that could increase training effectiveness done in it. It could actually make a normal person get a minor Brute, Mover, and Combat Thinker rating if they used it right." Dave answered absent mindedly.

Miss Militia choked on air. "Wait, what?"

"I know, right? You'd think it would only make them better at wrestling." Dave agreed.

Miss Militia looked at him carefully. "You have no idea, do you?" She asked after a moment.

"No idea about what?" He asked confusedly.

Miss Militia hummed for a moment. "I'd suggest asking… Laserdream I suppose, about 'mud wrestling', I'm sure she can fill you in on the cultural context people get when they hear that."





Author's Note: Here we are, another chapter at last, albeit one of the shortest, if not the shortest one I've ever done. Sorry for sort-of disappearing, I've been quite busy, and combined with a small case of writer's block and a little bit of procrastination for good measure, it's been a while.

This chapter is mostly to introduce Challenger. For anyone unfamiliar with her, she is a semi-infamously forgotten character in the original story that never has her powers mentioned in canon. If you didn't click on the first link in the chapter (the 'in all her glory' one), it lead to the Appearance section of her wiki page, and this was the description, copy and pasted here just for you:

"Challenger wore a red bodysuit with epaulettes, and some other decorations. She has a sharp, pronounced chin and dark eyebrows over green eyes.[4]​ She wore headgear with a diagonal blindfold to cover one of her eyes; she lost her sight in one eye after an incident in a city other than Brockton Bay.[6]​"

It also mentions on her wiki page that she doesn't wear a mask in costume and 'takes more extreme measures out of costume to hide her civilian identity'. Which is why Lisa tried to get her to slip up by mentioning that (Lisa thought she could pull on that thread to get Challenger to make a mistake).

It was interesting for me to try and come up with her powers based on only what little about her is known, such as her Cape name, her equipment, her tendency to drive her motorcycle like a maniac while carrying Wards, etc. I didn't get to show off all of what I came up with, but it will probably come up eventually.



I don't know when the next chapter will be, but I can say that there will be a bit of action relatively soon in-universe (not next chapter though), so there is something to look forward to for those of you that are big fans of action.

I'm considering starting another story with a more serious tone (not dark, just less comedy-focused) in order to get more creative juices flowing. Then, whenever I felt in the mood for something funnier, I would work on this one and theoretically get more written. I may not end up doing it, but I'm thinking about it. I have plenty of ideas, and I often get inspired to write something when listening to music, but the sort of thing most music I listen to makes me want to write doesn't fit super well with this kind of story with a strong comedy aspect.
 

Users who are viewing this thread

Back
Top