Pandaemonium
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Post by Limen on Sept 13, 2016 17:59:47 GMT -7
Sovereign Ice Cream was ‘ice cream fit for a king’ and therefore it clearly should belong to Cat Lord and Dukes. It was simple logic, really, and a wonder as to why no one had thought of it before now. Limen was seeking to rectify this gross injustice, and thus she had invited both Dukes and Cat Lord along with her to storm the factory and take it as their own. It was also a fairly hot day, free of any clouds to stop the sun’s spite, and Limen really wanted some ice cream. (It could also be argued that it would be beneficial to Pandaemonium to take this factory, at the edge of Pandaemonium territory and owned by a egotistical fat cat who was known to be harsh on his low-wage workers both in pay and benefits by employing that tactic of ‘if they’re not full time, they don’t need benefits’ to save himself some extra cash and his workers from the horrors that was seeing a doctor when they got sick, was presently suspected to be money laundering all that dough he was raking in with his frozen ice, and was in every way inferior to Cat Lord’s cats. By taking it from him, they could turn it over to Aurora or something and sell it to someone a little more deserving, or turn it into something useful. Though, honestly, she just wanted the ice cream and an afternoon that wasn’t boring.)
Limen had two friends, her bike and bow, and a megaphone. The second of which she was sitting on outside of the factory, and the last of which she had on in her hands.
“Attention workers of Sovereign Ice Cream Factory, located conveniently in the Emerald City docks for shipping nation-wide, this is one of the three soon-to-be property owners of this less than fine establishment. Congrats! It’s an early lunch break for all of you. You’ve got five minutes to leave before we storm the place and we don’t want to be tripping over any of you, so get out.”
She looked at her two teammates (or however many cats Cat Lord may have brought) and offered the megaphone to them. “Either of you want to add anything?”
SCHEME: Take this ice cream factory in the name of Pandaemonium to expand territory and make better use of property. Also to have some fun. Mostly to have some fun.
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Pandaemonium
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Post by Sanduleak on Sept 13, 2016 18:05:14 GMT -7
"Meh I've done enough yelling in my past plans, I might lose my voice if I keep doing it"
Sanduleak admitted with a chuckle while sitting atop a block of rainbow light, soon as he was given the signal that place would be in for the light show of a life time. Plus it'd help prepare for the invetible opposition that boring old bulwarks or those storm guys might give them.
"I swear to god if I see one drop of mercury though..."
Sanduleak began to grumble at the thought of the keeper, just cause it was a shiny metal didn't mean she should follow the shiniest pandaemonium member. He sighed before going a few feet into the air on his cube and getting a look around, making sure no idiots tripped on their way out and got trampled by cats.
Supporting: Ice cream is nice, it'd help cover Geata and Blue Jay's sweet tooths plus a scheme with Limen was always irresistible as a Dr. Pepper Float.
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Post by Big Martin on Sept 13, 2016 18:34:06 GMT -7
All right, everybody march! That's it, all in line now, one-two-one-two...
With the whole Pandaemonium affair over, Big Martin could finally get back to doing what he did best: robbing places and taking a bunch of expensive, useful, and/or tasty plunder for him and his army. Only now, he finally had allies! With friendly supers to back up his ever-expanding army of cats, this raid would be a piece of cake. He'd even shown up himself- because why not? Might as well get some ice cream himself, and he had to make sure his cats didn't lick up too much of it.
He stood covered in cats next to Sanduleak and Limen, but didn't immediately respond when asked if he wanted to talk. Since this was likely to be an easy victory, he'd taken the opportunity to play around a bit. Thousands of cats surrounded the building, arranged in neat rows that he marched around with swift orders, parading his forces for the world to see. He was practically inviting someone to come and attack them at this point- ice cream, though appealing, was only of moderate utility to him, but he was always up for an opportunity to test out his combat strategies.
Once he was more-or-less satisfied with the arrangement of his armies outside, he snapped out of his trance, he glanced over at Limen. "Just one thing, please." He took the megaphone, and spoke stridently into it. "Move quickly, please! Others wouldn't have given you a warning, so consider yourselves fortunate. Also, if you could please call the police on your way out, I'd appreciate it." All the better to spread the word, and further his and Pandaemonium's fearsome reputation!
Supporting: No one can stop us! Muhahahaha!
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The Keepers
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Post by Poppet on Sept 14, 2016 9:17:39 GMT -7
Poppet feel quite uncomfortable from where she is sitting right now; even though it was simply an ice cream facility, seeing a child sitting in the office is very strange. She was told that the owner of the factory, someone by the name of Tabby Garfield or something like that, might have some interesting contribution to the organization. Waiting for the meeting with this obese man is quite boring, but also quite frightening. After all, this factory is sitting right in the border of the dock, where the law-breaker Pandaemonium is said to have their horde hanging about. She’s never come across any one of them, but from what Arcanum and Gluttony had in their report, she shuddered to think of what horrible thing they can do.
So as soon as she heard the sound of someone from the outside saying they’re part of the Pandaemonium, Poppet’s uneasiness only grew. Hopping out of her seat, she take a peek out the window to see a lady with a big megaphone, some guy wearing a mask and a huge swarm of cats around some guy she can’t quite see. The cats were quite adorable, to the point that Poppet want to pick one up and gave it a hug. But something tells her that these cats aren’t here to be awing at or look pretty.
“Well look at what the cats dragged in,” Jessica flew out from her hand, “seems like old Tabby have quite a bunch of unruly fan of his factory, isn’t it?”
“I-I’m scared, Jessica,” Poppet tried to stay out of sight from the window, “W-What are we going to do?”
“Well if these Panda jerks think they can just come in the factory and owning the place, then they’ll be in for a surprise. C’mon Jenny, let’s wrangle up some of those cats and make a puppet show for all these workers to see.”
Just when Jessica was about to fly out toward the door, Poppet pulled her strings back with force:
“N-No, no harming the cats,” she said to her doll, “We’re not here to hurt anyone.”
“Look out there, do you think those guys are here for an ice cream party? No, I’m willing to bet they won’t go easy on you just because they see you as a little girl. So unless you want to get maw to death by those cats out there, I suggest we stop them before they make a mess of the factory. Besides, old Tabby will probably own us a huge favor if we deal with his “pest” problem out there.”
Poppet looked back and forth between the scene outside and her doll; she let out a heavy sigh:
“A-Alright, but we’ll just neutralize them okay? No lethal action, and no making puppet out of those cats, got it?”
“Urg, you’re no fun. Fine, we’ll do this the hard way; see how you like it when they start attacking you.”
Opposing: there’s enough ice cream for everyone (and every cats) out there, so there’s no need for a factory take over. Seriously, guys? Dick move.
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Post by PANOPTICON Ver. 3.023 on Sept 15, 2016 20:44:18 GMT -7
PANOPTICON Ver. 3.023 online Running aberrant conflict search heuristic. Scanning satellite imagery... clear. Scanning public security footage... clear. Scanning private devices... anomaly detected. Beginning detailed analysis. Aberrant aggression against unpowered populace detected in Emerald City, sector AK-43. At least one other aberrant detected on interception course. Cataloging contents of sector... Detected: 23,202 unpowered humans Detected: Three standard aberrants. See case files 1-4514, 1-5050, 1-5719. Conflict probability within following 60 seconds: 98.33% Beginning combat data collection... (Click here to send in your actions!) |
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Pandaemonium
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Post by Limen on Sept 16, 2016 20:16:03 GMT -7
Limen watched her watch and the unsteady surge of people out the front door. Something in the vicinity of five minutes passed, someone probably called the police, and the door stopped being an experiment to see how many objects can occupy the same space at once. It was time to get some ice cream.
Adjusting her bow on her shoulder and pulling a small paint ball gun from her bag, Limen hopped off her motorcycle and strode towards the factory like she already owned the place.
“Oi,” She shouted through cupped hands, “last chance to get out.” But her scan for any takers of her offer revealed something particularly interesting (but not honestly unexpected); a little girl, whose fine clothes gave away her position as either the employee of the factory with the best fashion sense or not here for a bi-monthly paycheck. That and her doll marked her as unusual enough to assume she was another super.
And therefore it was Limen’s courtesy to say hello.
“Hello!” She called, giving the girl a wave. Limen jogged over to some of the machinery, stopped now that its coaches were nowhere in sight to keep it running, and quickly scaled one of the taller ones. “You know,” she grunted as she pulled herself up to the top, “there’s three of us here, including Cat Lord and Alan Dukes themselves.” She gave the girl a grin. “Don’t suppose you want to help us steal this ice cream? We’ll share.”
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Pandaemonium
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Post by Sanduleak on Sept 17, 2016 10:37:06 GMT -7
Sanduleak stretched his arm a bit before glaring at the advancing keeper. There was no way she could be alone, keepers always came with back up and ready to annoy him...Then he saw the talking doll instead of any back up. You had to be kidding him, she was all by herself? Sanduleak stood on his cube as it floated a bit closer to Limen while she greeted the new super.
"We got everyone outta the building, so now we're just taking ice cream, if that helps convince you in any manner."
If it didn't, well Sanduleak didn't particularly care that much and would gladly take care of her if that was required.
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The Keepers
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Post by Poppet on Sept 17, 2016 15:42:49 GMT -7
Poppet feel even more nervous than before; it was only her and Jessica going against three threatening looking Pandaemonium. When all the workers in the factory flee, Poppet didn’t see the owner Tabby leaving his office. If she could guess, he’s probably gathering all his company’s paper and such before leaving. However, Poppet can’t believe that these Pandaemoniums are only here just to get some ice cream.
“U-Um…I…” Poppet nervously replied to Limen’s proposal. Since it’s only her against three super, she really doesn’t like this odd. However, before she could reply, Jessica orbiting around her:
“That’s what you all here for? Just to get some ice cream? Are you serious?! Tell you what, how about you all just leave this factory alone, and then we can give you ice cream once our business is finished? If not, then we will fight you right here, right now.”
“B-But Jessica, I-I don’t think…”
“Don’t worry, we can take them all on.”
Poppet feel quite worry; she can only hope that perhaps there will be some back-up sending her way. If not, then at the very least she need to buy some time for Tabby to gather all his importance paper-work and get away before these Padnaemomiums decided to wreck the place.
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Post by Big Martin on Sept 17, 2016 19:28:45 GMT -7
The opposition that did arrive turned out to be almost disappointingly small. Big Martin had run several successful robberies and schemes, and personally beaten half the supers in Emerald City, and this was all he got? A lone little girl, standing against him and his allies? She had to be new, someone not aware of how things worked around here.
Sanduleak and Limen quickly moved closer to greet her, but Big Martin hung back, watching them interact while nearby cats listened in. He wasn't about to approach himself, lest he get caught in some kind of area-of-effect power around this potential opponent. If she was weak, then Limen and Sanduleak could deal with her. If she proved strong enough to beat them, perhaps it'd be worth his time to face her directly.
In the meantime, it would be best to take measures against any further opposition potentially arriving, and to make sure the area had in fact been completely evacuated. Keeping his distance from the unknown super, Big Martin focused his attention on his cats, bringing them inside the building to sniff out any workers or businessmen who might have chosen to try and hide themselves about the place. That, and perhaps the sight of their huge numbers would be enough to intimidate this girl into leaving.
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Post by PANOPTICON Ver. 3.023 on Sept 18, 2016 0:35:02 GMT -7
   PANOPTICON Ver. 3.023 analyzing combat data... --- Accumulation (Summoning) by Big Martin against Maneuver (Field) results in SUCCESS, +10% combat advantage Maneuver (Field) by Sanduleak against Poppet results in SUCCESS, +25% combat advantage Aggression (Subdual) by Limen against Poppet results in SUCCESS, +30% combat advantage Aggression (Confinement) by Poppet against Big Martin results in SUCCESS, +30% combat advantage Big Martin Limen and Sanduleak have reached 50% combat advantage on a turn in which they used a successful Aggression (Subdual) against a lone opponent, allowing them to take the BANISH opening and win the battle! The factory now belongs to Pandaemonium. All participants receive 10 Notoriety for their part in the battle! --- Analyzing possible outcomes... 1. Make it clear to the factory staff that they'll have to pay regular tribute if they want to continue operations.
Free ice cream for life should also help attract people to Pandaemonium.
Effect: +10 Pandaemonium Prestige2. Just wreck the place and clean out their stock.
More ice cream now is better than an uncertain promise of ice cream later.
Effect: +75 additional Notoriety each for Big Martin Limen and Sanduleak As the one who started the scheme, Limen gets the final choice. |
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Post by Limen on Sept 18, 2016 2:02:52 GMT -7
Tackle hug completed, Limen swung herself up to her feet. “Promise if you leave now, we’ll leave you alone.” She smiled at the girl and offered her hand to help her up. “Come back tomorrow to do whatever you were up to or something. And take some ice cream on the way out.”
Limen strode past the girl, not looking back as she made her way towards the offices. Rustlings and the occasional clattering could be heard within. Limen’s hand went to the paintball gun on her hip. The noises seemed to get nearer the door, and a shadow appeared in the clouded pane of the doorway. Her gin spread.
The door was thrown open to reveal a man with a panicked look on his face and enough papers in his arms to occupy at least five shredders for an hour or two. A splat of bright blue appeared on the door, little more than an inch away from his face. The man froze like a goat who had just been yelled at. Limen closed the distance between her and the office, and took hold of the door from the man.
“Good afternoon, Once and no Longer King of Sovereign Ice Cream. Let’s have a bit of a chat, you and us,” she motioned to the power display behind her, “yeah?”
Putting a hand on the man’s shoulder, she lead him back into his office. It was a convincing argument, that Pandaemonium needed a ceaseless supply of ice cream, and one she was certain he would see the reason of.
In the name of Pandaemafia, Taking option #1 for free ice cream forever!
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Post by Big Martin on Sept 18, 2016 15:05:07 GMT -7
It wasn't even a fight, really. Outnumbered and heavily outgunned, there was little the mysterious girl could do but surrender and quietly leave, and it appeared that Limen had convinced her to do just that. With all possible opposition out of the way, there remained no further obstacles to prevent a complete takeover. Once his cats had searched the area and confirmed it was under their control, Big Martin relaxed a little, standing back and letting Limen do her thing.
All in all, this had proved to be a fun little exercise, but not much of a challenge. Big Martin had discovered that he liked being strong, and strength did not come from fighting easy battles. If he'd gotten sufficiently scary that nobody dared to challenge him any more, then he'd just have to jump into battles already in progress. His cat armies were already something of a boogeyman for civilians, showing up out of nowhere to ruin their day, so now he'd focus on taking the next step, and becoming a force to be feared among supers.
When Limen came out of the owner's office, a cat walked up to her. "Looks like things are under control, so I'm leaving this place in your care, okay? I heard there's a scuffle going on somewhere, and I'd had to miss it. Ciao!"
In unison, the cats began to leave, forming a thick, furry stream that headed deeper into the Docks, where an aurora blazed bright and clear.
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Post by Poppet on Sept 19, 2016 23:39:49 GMT -7
Being tackled by a big woman isn’t a good feeling, considering how small she is. Poppet managed to stop some of the cats that heading her way, but she didn’t have much time to put up a defensive stance when the female Pandaemonium charged at her. She knew it would be a very lost-cause when she realized she’s the only one there to push them back. There’s only so much one person can do, and she’s incredibly out-number and out-rank.
Limen’s offer does sound feasible, and seeing how she was all by herself in that factory, there might be no point of staying around. The doll quietly flew down to her hand when Limen helped her up; its unblinking eyes simply stare at the Pandaemonium without saying a word. All Poppet can do is standing there once Limen strode pass her and make her way up the office. She felt so helpless from this: it was her job to talk to the owner of the factory, and she was hoping she has some back-up coming her way as long as she can manage to hold her ground.
But when she realized no one was coming to help her, she couldn’t do anything. She couldn’t stop them from walking all over the factory, claiming the place as their own property. She felt as if this factory was no concern of any of the Keeper, seeing how none of them show up to help her defending it. Upon a second thought, who would? She was here simply on a business meeting, and so far no one has treated her beyond the way they treat a little kid. Heck, she was trying to protect this place so that the Pandaemonium didn’t get a huge supply of ice cream, and she couldn’t even do that. In the eye of any other Keeper, how lame can that be?
Jessica then quietly flew up and patted her on the shoulder once it saw how close to tear Poppet was from thinking about it:
“Hey, don’t feel so bad,” it said to her, “I’m sure thing will get better eventually.”
Poppet sniffled quietly as she wiped her eyes with her sleeve in order to remove any sign of tear in her eyes.
“How can it get better?” she softly asked her doll.
“Well, look at it this way: since none of the Keeper arrived to help, that mean this place doesn’t hold any value to them. So even if we lost, it didn’t really affect them.”
Even though she knew Jessica was only trying to comfort her, it only made her feel worst. Basically in the eye of the Keeper, she doesn’t hold any value to them that they will go out of their way to help her out. Jessica probably realized this as the doll pulled out a small handkerchief from her pocket and handed it to her.
“Thanks,” she smiled at her little doll.
“C’mon, why don’t we get back to get some tea; it’s been a long day, and we deserve some rest.” It then flew to the side and took a small ice cream packet and handed it to her.
Poppet felt slightly better from her doll’s comfort; even if no one ever took her seriously, she knew that Jessica will always be by her side to cheer her up.
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