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Freak: +1 | Danger: +2 | Savior: -1 | Superior: +2 | Mundane: -1 Potential: 0/5 | Conditions: N/A | Location: Downtown! As the sports car peeled out, Raiken stumbled backward as her support suddenly disappeared. She almost fell unceremoniously onto her back, but caught herself at an impossible looking thirty-five-degree angle and straightened herself with uncanny ease. Two of Mastermind's car puppets charged towards her from opposite directions, their programming seeing a chance to strike, but Raiken was ready for them. As the first one closed in, she extended a hand outward. The roar of the engine choked into a muffled whine as the car skidded to a sudden halt. Not even bothering to look at the second, she held it back with her other hand. The two cars struggled for a few moments longer, then their engines gave out with an awful grinding sound and twin curls of smoke. Blowing a bit of hair out of her face, Raiken focused in on Mastermind. Her tactical computer ran a full spectral analysis and came up with no less than thirteen highly lethal methods of disposing of the villainess. Most of them focused on dealing traumatic damage to her augmented head. Raiken wasn't surprised. Brainiacs always did hate it when you roughed up their money-maker. Mocking grin still in full force, she called out, "I think the only gears getting ground are these motors, Mastermind! Now are you gonna come quietly..." She cocked an eyebrow. "Or are we doing this the hard way?" Assess posted:Raiken (Tricky) - Today at 6:23 PM Tricky fucked around with this message at 04:15 on Apr 20, 2017 |
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Freak: +1 | Danger: +2 | Savior: -1 | Superior: +2 | Mundane: -1 Potential: 0/5 | Conditions: N/A | Location: Downtown! Still focused entirely on their foe, Raiken didn't see much of what was occurring with Styx and Kon. She retrieved a pair of high-tech pistols from her thigh holsters and leveled them at Mastermind. Bolts of crimson lightning shot forward from the twin barrels and blew smoking holes in the asphalt beneath Mastermind's feet. Raiken's eyes hardened, "That was a warning shot. The next one is going to fry that circuit-board you're so proud of, Mastermind. You really want to push your luck?" Mastermind grinned, "Are you sure that your targeting computer is calibrated? It looks like you just missed to me!" The noise from the cars around Kon melting drew her attention and her confidence melted away. "I miscalculated...!" She started to back away and Raiken, true to her word, began launching a barrage of shots at her. The shuffle backwards turned into a full retreat as she adeptly dodged each shot with incredible precision. As the smell of ozone filled the air, she reached the safety of the building behind her. Thick steel doors dropped down the moment she crossed the threshold. The windows followed suit and soon the office building seemed more a brutalist fortress than a beacon of business.
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Freak: +1 | Danger: +2 | Savior: -1 | Superior: +2 | Mundane: -1 Potential: 1/5 | Conditions: N/A | Location: Downtown! Raiken looked at the steel wall with a critical eye. This was Mastermind's gambit? She was usually a little better prepared than that. This wasn't about to stand up to her strength, let alone her ghostly companion. As soon as Raiken thought of the undead girl, Styx rushed through the steel barrier with little more than a faint hint of a sniffle. Was she...? What had happened? Raiken shook her head, cracked her knuckles, and stepped up to the wall. She could see the current rippling underneath the steel, but it wasn't about to stop her. Especially not if Styx was in trouble. Unleash posted:SidekickBOT - Today at 11:49 AM Raiken easily shoved her hands through the reinforced steel plating and began to peel it apart as easily as one might peel an orange. The steel sparked and sent arcs of electricity playing across her skin, but Raiken paid that no attention. As soon as electricity burned a patch of skin and revealed the chrome beneath, it would rapidly knit back together. After a moment, she had a large enough hole opened up to jump through. The interior was dark, but that posed little trouble to her enhanceements. Her HUD swapped to night-vision and highlighted a strange particle flow that was converging on... Styx! It looked like she was in pain! Raiken looked around. There were particles flowing from all over the building. This wasn't going to be pretty. If she wanted to stop them all, it was going to take some extreme measures. Red lightning began to crackle around her fists. If she could just find the nearest power hub... A quick moment later, a thick bundle of wires was highlighted by her tactical display. Not stopping to think of the consequences, she slammed both fists through the wall and began to send all the energy she could produce straight into the building's wiring! GM posted:The building has a capacitor that stores all the energy anyone would use to overload its grid, then unleashes it as backlash once it pinpoints the source, ie Raiken. They call it a Superstunner. The superstunner also magnetizes to lock the external threat to its point of contact. Raiken's got wires all magnetically grabbing her, and you can hear an electric whine rising in pitch: the superstunner charging up. As wires whipped out and began to grapple her, Raiken loudly growled, "Mastermind...! You're gonna pay for trying to hurt Styx! Nobody..." The red lightning began to weaken a bit as the capacitor tried to suck her dry. "...messes with my friends!" Defend posted:SidekickBOT - Today at 12:14 PM Tricky fucked around with this message at 22:51 on Apr 20, 2017 |
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Freak: +1 | Danger: +2 | Savior: -1 | Superior: +2 | Mundane: -1 Potential: 2/5 | Conditions: N/A | Location: Brutalist Fortress! For a moment, the flickering lightning around Raiken died completely. Then Kon's words hit her. Her teeth audibly ground together, a shower of sparks issuing forth from her mouth. She bit out, "What-" The electricity flared back to life, more potent than before. "-do you-" Red lines began to snake up through the walls. "-THINK-" The energy surged through the wiring, tripping breakers across the building. The cameras died and the particle streams bombarding Styx fell silent. "-I'M DOING!" Raiken panted for a second, torn between anger and a dawning realization that she had probably been needled for that very reason, when a high pitched hum started emitting from the hole in the wall. She looked at it in confusion, realizing that she was stuck to the wiring, then began to struggle against the magnetic pull. Kon managed to cut through a few of the exposed wires, but he couldn't get them all. The hum fell silent, then all the energy she had sent rampaging through the building's wiring thundered back into her body with a sudden crack. Crimson lightning danced over her body for a few moments, Raiken twitching a bit under the onslaught, then she laughed as it faded. "Is that it? That's your play, Mastermind? It's gonna take more than a little voltage to take me out." Take a Powerful Blow posted:SidekickBOT - Today at 4:21 PM
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Freak: +1 | Danger: +2 | Savior: -1 | Superior: +2 | Mundane: -1 Potential: 2/5 | Conditions: N/A | Location: Brutalist Fortress! If there was one distinct advantage to come from the Superstunner's attempt to fry her, it was that Raiken was absolutely full to the brim with energy. She made that most evident as she charged up the stairs towards where she could vaguely see some action in the elevator forty-some-odd floors up thanks to the wide suite of sensors feeding into her vision. As she skidded out of the stairwell, she leveled both guns at Mastermind. Styx was looking extra rough, which wasn't helping Raiken's mood any. Her eyes flashed with anger and her guns began charging up. Of course, Styx laid out some story about how it was all for a good cause and that Mastermind could totally fix them, maybe, and they should give her a chance. On the one hand, Raiken found it patently ridiculous. The Foundation had replaced almost all of her with machines and strange, alien organs. There wasn't exactly much left of her to fix. On the other hand, she was super smart. It wasn't unbelievable that she might be able to do something for Styx. At the least give her some super-gadget that would help her fit in better. Her anger warred with Styx's plea for a few moments, then Raiken sighed and holstered her guns. "Fine, we'll do it your way. But Mastermind..." Raiken's eyes narrowed. "I'll be watching. If you ever do something to hurt Kon or Styx like that again, I will personally take you down. Hard." Accepting the provoke.
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Freak: +1 | Danger: +2 | Savior: -1 | Superior: +2 | Mundane: -1 Potential: 3/5 | Conditions: Guilty | Location: Back at the Base! Back at the base... Raiken looked at Styx, a hint of concern on her normally cool countenance, "Hey, uh, Styx. You okay? You were real quiet on the way back." Styx posted:A moment passed. Not a long one, but a fairly telling one in the respects of the whole ‘are you okay’ thing. Finally, Styx answered Raiken. Raiken held onto Styx's hand. For a moment, she didn't say anything. Didn't trust herself to say anything. It wasn't as if she knew what had happened outside the building, after all, and that seemed a big part of why Styx was upset. Finally, shyly, she said, "I don't want to see you getting hurt. Kon, either, but you're..." The reason I feel like more than a weapon? The one person I feel like can truly understand me? "Important. Really important." She looked away, took a deep breath, then looked back. "I don't think you're wrong to give her a shot, Styx. I... Well, if she can help you, that would be worth it. And Kon is fine. I mean, he still had enough energy to needle me, run up and down like eighty floors of stairs, and lie to the police. Don't worry too much about what could have been." Comfort/Support posted:SidekickBOT - Today at 8:11 AM After the words sat out there for a few moments, Raiken looked away, sighed, and tugged her hand free. "I should have been there, anyways. Forget it. Let's just..." God, she felt awful. What kind of friend was she if she wasn't even there when Styx needed her? "...call it even. I need to run some calibrations on my gear. Let me know when Mastermind is ready." Raiken marks Guilty. Tricky fucked around with this message at 18:14 on Apr 22, 2017 |
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Freak: +1 | Danger: +2 | Savior: -1 | Superior: +2 | Mundane: -1 Potential: 4/5 | Conditions: Guilty, Insecure | Location: Viking Auto Salvage Raiken reeled as memories flooded through her. Some that seemed her own, others that couldn't possibly be. They felt so real, though, that she couldn't help but process through them. Of particular note were seeing White lift Mastermind from the tank — she had been altered by the Foundation too? — and the memory of White invading the doctor's mind. She didn't possess free will? Couldn't? But... That couldn't be right. White had interrupted her brainwashing when he attacked. If she didn't have free will, why would they need to have done that? Mastermind gains Influence on Raiken -- she's not just another villain anymore. As Styx stymied the nanocloud and Kon restored power to the salvage facility, Raiken finally shook off the memories. The timely message from Mastermind helped solidify her resolve. This battle was a lost cause unless they could separate White from the Hub. He might fancy himself a father figure, but right here and right now? He's messing with the wrong superheroine's team. And nobody, nobody poo poo-talks Styx like that. Raiken sent a wild spray of energy bolts towards White as she started charging towards the Hub. It may be under his control now, but if she could get it to Mastermind... Raiken skidded to a halt by the Hub, holstering one gun while continuing to spray fire at White with the other. With her free hand she lifted the Hub off the ground, almost effortlessly, and sent it flying over to where Mastermind was hiding. She looked at its flight path for a moment, satisfied, before White filled her head with another memory. quote:SidekickBOT - Today at 3:30 PM This one was bad. She saw the Hub stripping the flesh from her body, removing meat and putting cold, hard chrome in its place. It suddenly occurred to her that she was now acutely aware of how little of her original body remained. Was it really so unreasonable to think that she might be under some sort of influence? Was she really her or was it just some simulated personality? If she could sweat, she'd be breaking out in a cold one right about now. Raiken marks Insecure.
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Freak: +2 | Danger: +2 | Savior: -1 | Superior: -1 | Mundane: +2 Potential: 1/5 | Conditions: None! | Location: Alliance Medical Center After the minor hassle of giving the reception desk what little information she could without betraying Jennifer to the Foundation's eyes and ears, Raiken managed to secure her a room and treatment in the secure wing of the hospital. The report from the doctors was as shocking as it was welcome. After injuries that bad, she'd be up and about in a matter of days? She'd had the cybernetics ripped from her body! You could see her brain! Styx had to do mumbo-jumbo soul magic to even get her to the hospital! Raiken tried to imagine what would happen to her without the various gadgets and implants that the Foundation — or the Hub, rather — had replaced her the vast majority of her body with. Somehow, she didn't think it would be solved with a few days in the treatment ward. Raiken stood silently in the hospital's lobby as she watched people stream through the ER. Memoriam pulled Styx aside and Kon, naturally, was mobbed by all sorts of relatives and heroes. Raiken watched the dressing down, an unreadable expression on her face, but perhaps the barest hints of amusement were poking through. For all the day's failures and challenges, they'd made it through. Together. Her HUD displayed the results of the latest round of diagnostics: she was working at 100% efficiency. The Hub may have taken a peek at the various bits that make her up, but it didn't seem to have done her any lasting harm. And next time? Next time she'd take care of it for sure. End of Session posted:Grow closer to the team. Explain who made you feel welcome; give Influence to that character and clear a condition or mark potential.
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Freak: +3 | Danger: +3 | Savior: -2 | Superior: -1 | Mundane: +1 Potential: 4/5 | Conditions: None! | Location: Crowley Park Raiken calls Judecca into being, the black ice creeping out from inside her hand to form an elegant, unsettling blade. With a flourish, she slashes along the ground and sends a twisting line of frost through the hard earth of the park. If she did this right... and if Judecca cooperates... it should erupt into a wall of ice that blocks Ognjen's charge long enough for Bravura to escape his attack. Raiken growls, "I thought I told you to leave this to me! Keep an eye on Luci, his claws are going to rip you in half." quote:SidekickBOT - Today at 6:13 PM GM posted:"Good thinking Ruri, we should cut out these interlopers." smarms Evening Star, Ognjen's new right eye, which emits a red jet of hellfire that leaves swirling pillars of flame to form a makeshift arena just for two. The ring of fire and ice keeps the fog out but where the two meet hellsteam rushes out, and where it hits the fog that's no longer held at bay by the broken silver weapon, tiny storms form that leave black clawmarks on the ground from miniature lightning bolts. It's a microcosm of the battle between you and Ognjen, Judecca and Evening Star, and between Hell and the Moon. Raiken says, "I don't need you—" Crimson lightning begins to crackle around her as she unleashes the power that sleeps within her. Even as the werewolf slavers at her, she takes Judecca with both hands and, in an instant, launches towards the wolf with explosive speed and power. The earth shatters beneath her feet. "—to tell me that!" quote:SidekickBOT - Today at 7:29 PM Avoiding his clumsy blows with ease, Raiken slashes across Ognjen's flank — black ice blossoming into his flesh along the blade's path — and kicks him backwards... dangerously close to the ring of hellfire and ice that separates the two from the rest of the park. She spins Judecca, then levels it with the werewolf once more, "Is that all you've got...? Don't think I'm going to let you off easy for hurting Luci... or for trying to hurt Bravura."
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