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The rules are pic related.

If you want to play bingo then you have roughly 2 hours to post your board.

>>33336481
>Acquire weapons

>>33336481
>Acquire weapons
welcome back

>>33336481
>Seek a path of escape

>>33336481
>>Acquire weapons

>>33336481
>Acquire weapons

Congrats on 50 threads! I've been here since number 1 and its been fun as hell!

>>33336501
>play bing
Que?

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>>33336654

>>33336676
Is it only when it happens in the quest or can it be things that the players do?

>>33336481
>Seek a path of escape

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>>33336676
I am ready!

>>33336713
For stuff that happens in story during this thread.

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>>33336676
>>33336777

Understood

>2.5 seconds in MS Paint

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First things first, you had to arm yourself. There was no point trying to escape when you didn’t have the means to secure it. You gave your newborn son one last kiss before leaving.

“Goodbye Kyril,” you said, “I will come back for you someday. Until then, be well.”

With that parting remark you left the hospital swiftly. You dared not turn back.

The next person you intended to visit was a smuggler. His name was Gage. That probably wasn’t his real name. All sorts of things passed by him despite the authorities and he was your best bet. Ammunition wasn’t cheap and you were pretty much flat broke. Hopefully you weren’t going to have to arrange for alternative forms of payment, or worse, kill him. After all, he was probably the only friendly face you’d find in Academy City outside of Heaven Canceller. That and he was your late husband’s friend, or so he said.

He was holed up in a warehouse near the airport district. Stacks upon stacks of cargo containers were arranged inside. Most of them were empty with their doors open. The ones that were closed, closer to the office, probably held his merchandise. Other wooden crates lay about the place and from what you can tell, were haphazardly stacked along the walls. Gage was at the office, as had been arranged though you did feel like you in the sights of a scope the whole time.

“What can I do for you ma’am,” he polite at least.

“I am looking for some ammunition,” you showed him your gun.

“A Stechkin, APB too,” he whistled, “That’s not usual.”

“I don’t have much but I’ll pay for as many as you have.”

“We can talk payment later,” he scratched his head, “I’m not exactly swimming in Makarovs. Aside from that do you need anything else?”

>I need a bigger gun
>Just the ammo
>Some other equipment (write-in)

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I have a few questions concerning Kyril's powers:
>1. Can he punch things only with his power?
>2. Can he willingly shape his powers field?
>3. Can he compress and expand his powers 'field' violently?
>4. Can he pull pieces of objects he is manipulating(for exaple pulling out the dents in a plate of tin) with his power or make some kind of a suction force with it?
>5. How fast can he make an arcade coin fly if he constantly accelerates it over the course of 100 meters.
And I have suggestion:
For Kyril to buy a titanium bulletproof skateboard.
Wheels, weapon and shield, all in one.
>pic related.

>>33337196
>Just the ammo

>>33337196
>Just the ammo

>>33337196
>I need a bigger gun
Wouldn't hurt to window shop...

>bout to go on a 90 min car trip
>no time for bingo

It'll be back for the 100th thread right??

>>33337216
Will get back to you after the thread.

>>33337196
>I need a bigger gun
And some wheels

>>33337412
Sure thing, Товарищ.

Rolled 1

1. Just ammo
2. Bigger gun

>>33337196
>Some other equipment

We'll probably need some sort of alternative weapon in case we run out of ammo, maybe a Bowie Knife, so we can remember the basics of CQC.

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>>33337196
>>Just the ammo
>>Some other equipment:
Something bulletproof,. On second thought everything bulletproof.
>>33336501
I'm here, let's rock

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“Just the ammo,” you replied evenly.

“Right.”

He retreated to a back room, leaving you to inspect his office while he scrounged up some 9mm Makarovs. It was mostly decorated with random things, tangentially related to the military. Gage used to be a marksman. Whether it was for military service or competition you did not know. He didn’t display any awards. There was a Belgian waffle maker on one of the shelves, along with a genuine AK-47. The shelf also had a stone mask and a parcel wrapped up in white cloth and plastic wrap. You wondered what was inside.

I hunger

Huh? What was that sound? Where was it coming from?

“Ma’am?” Gage’s voice returned.

“Huh? What was that sound?” you wondered, “Where was it coming from?”

“What sound?” the smuggler looked worried.

“How much for the ammo?” you hurriedly continued.

You thought it better to conclude business swiftly before something bad happened. Gage was of like mind.

“How much you got?”

You emptied your pockets. He threw you two mags.

“You do me favour and I’ll throw you the rest, sound interested?”

“What kind of favour?”

“Nothing like that ma’am,” he walked up to the parcel you stared at, “A delivery.”

“To?”

“A friend of mine in Paris, I figure you’d kill several birds with one stone this way.”

You heft the package. It felt light, but also wrong.

Feed me.

Definitely felt wrong.

“Ma’am?”

“Sorry,” you waved him off, “Was just thinking.”

“I don’t want to rush you or anything ma’am but,” he trailed off.

Right you were on a clock here.

>Take the job
>Just leave

>>33337996
>Take the job

>>33337996
>Just leave

We have a (limited) knowledge of magic. A talk Voodoo mask is clearly bad news. Stay away.

>>33337996
>Take the job

>>33337996
>Take the job

>>33337996
>>Just Leave

>>33337996
>Take the job

Wasn't there gonna be an Accel thread tomorrow or something?

>>33337996
>Take the job
On a different note
>Stone Mask
Oh boy.

>>33337216
>>5. How fast can he make an arcade coin fly if he constantly accelerates it over the course of 100 meters.
I calculated this one out, making some big assumptions along the way,
1. Kyril applies a force capable of holding 232.44kg, since that is his max lifting weight, his actual force might be slightly higher than that, if he can actually lift that much and not just hold it.
2. He can apply that entire force to the coin. There should actually be some limit to how finely he can pinpoint his force, probably based on skill that he can practice and improve, otherwise he could already cut through just about anything.
3. Kyril actually can keep the force upon the coin the entire time. This is actually something that probably does not come naturally and would require a lot of finesse on his part.

Anyways, to hold up 232.44kg requires 2279.458 newtons.
I used the mass of an American quarter dollar coin for convenience, which is 5.67g.
Consistently applying 2279.458 newtons to 5.67g, (not accounting for air resistance) would accelerate it 402020.763m/s^2
D = .5*a*T^2
so, sqrt(2D/a) = T
sqrt ( 200m / 402020.763m/s^2 ) = 0.022304411s
0.022304411s * 402020.763m/s^2 =

8966.836264m/s

For reference, a 9mm has a muzzle velocity of ~400m/s.

If there's anyone around that would like to double check my bullshit, I'd appreciate it since I don't really have any business being the one to calculate this.

>>33338818
>8966.836264m/s

Too lazy to check calcs but holy fuck if that is right he can split people in half with fucking coin.

>>33338818
We railgun now.

>>33338818
Realistically or for balance purposes, I imagine Kyril's force is evenly distributed and at this point can only be focused at it's full intensity down to something like a square foot, meaning with a big cube of metal he can apply all of it, but he'd only be able to apply a tiny fraction of his full force to something as small as a coin.

>>33338818
Damn. That's over twice as fast as the Navy railgun. Granted, the projectile is around 500 times less massive, so it's probably a bit less energy, but still.

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“Tell me more,” you finally said.

“It’s some kind of statue, or idol,” Gage answered, “Yuri agreed to sell it off to some rich fancy pants collector in Paris.”

You gave the parcel in your hand another look. Is that why Anihilatus killed him? Was this some kind of dangerous magical artefact?

“But he never got the chance to,” you finished.

“Apparently it would have been enough money to buy you a micronation,” Gage added.

“What else do you know about it?”

“Not much else,” he shrugged, “All the other couriers have refused to touch it so far so I guess I am getting kind of desperate ma’am.”

“Then I will do it, if not for Yuri, then at least for the ammo.”

“Bless you ma’am,” he sighed in relief.

Yes

An hour later you were aboard a non-descript white Toyota Cresta. While you were near Academy City’s airport it would be too obvious. No, you were headed out through the cargo rail terminal in School District 17. It just so happened to be on the other side of Academy City. You were riding shotgun while Gage drove. While you hoped there wouldn’t be trouble Gage had stashed a shotgun in the glove compartment.

The both of you were talking about your late husband, Yuri. They knew each other through the smuggling business. Rather, your husband, in addition to moonlighting as a magician, was an arms-dealer. Gage remained ignorant of magic however, despite your subtle probing. He chalked you off as of the more religious types because of that. You didn’t mind because you were leaving and it was not likely that the two of you would meet again.

“He was the best in the business,” Gage reminisced, “When I heard he was giving up the game, well I thought he was crazy. Now though, I see why.”

“You’re flirting.”

“No ma’am,” he replied evenly.

He would have continued but you heard a pop and the car, as well as the steering wheel, snapped towards the opposite lane.

[1/2]

>>33338974
Hard to say. There is a lot worse powers then sending a coin at that force. It mostly depends on how the force works like a second hand and how pinpoint he can make it. Of course the other problem is at too high of speed the coin will tend to vaporise.

>>33338844
>>33338818
>8966.836264m/s

Nice but since we're in index verse it probably works on the same physical results as a Misakas Railgun.

Aka. I's actual impact surface is massively larger traded off with a huge loss of actual velocity.
Fuck if I know why. Index dosen't care about physical mechanics

Honestly I wish I I had that macro dissecting Misaka hitting that speeding car with her railgun.

>>33339027
Gage brought the car under control easily enough, dodging oncoming traffic with deliberate calm as bullets started to bounce off the side of the car. Eventually they hit another tire and the poor Cresta skidded across the road, clipping an MPV before coming to a rest in the patio of a café.

It was scary how fast you could take stock after the crash. Gage was wincing and trying to wriggle free but otherwise looked unscathed. You had a small scratch but it was a flesh wound.

Feed me.

You ignored the voice and readied your weapon. A crash like this was going to attract attention.

“Agh, I’m stuck,” Gage spoke.

It wasn’t that far to the rail terminal.

>Take the shotgun and leave Gage
>Try and free him
>Other course of action (write-in)

>>33339050
>>Try and free him

>>33339050
>Try and free him

>>33339050
>Take the shotgun and leave Gage

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>>33339050
>Try and free him

>>33339050
>Take the shotgun and leave Gage

>>33339050
>>Try and free him

>>33338818
Kamachi would be mindbroken if he read this.

Telekinesis really is a busted power when the author of the work it's in doesn't apply arbitrary restrictions or character retardation to counteract it. I wonder how Bored is going to handle this.

Though, really, since esper powers are built on believing you can do something and Personal Reality and all that, then that could be a reason given. Kyril doesn't believe he can accelerate a coin to 9000ms^-1, so he can't.

>>33338818
There is also the fact that air resistance isn't actually negligible in this case. I'll keep looking into it, but it might be beyond me, so no promises.

>>33339328
Yeah. Pretty much a huge issue here is at too much speed the coin starts vaporizing due to air friction.

>>33339318
And that is why we have read the physics book. To get ideas and to be able to calculate this stuff.

I vote for feeding the statue when we get the chance. Absolutely nothing bad can come from doing so.

You weren’t going to leave him behind just like that, not after what you had gone through. If no one had come to your aid then your life would have been significantly shorter. First you secured the parcel in your bag before moving to check on Gage’s side of the car. Thankfully the crumple zones took the brunt of the damage and the door was still working.

“How does it look?” he asked.

His legs were broken, or crushed, you weren’t sure, but they obviously shouldn’t look that mangled.

“Bad,” you replied, “I don’t want to move you.”

“That bad huh?”

Gunshots rained down on your position.

“Fuck, fuck,” he swore, “Just get me out of here, this thing’s a death trap.”

True that, you thought. There was still fuel in the car and you didn’t want that go up with Gage still stuck inside. So you grabbed him and pulled.

“Agh my legs.”

It probably felt worse now that his legs were free. You pulled him in to the shop, sitting him down on a chair after overturning some tables. He was still lucid enough to handle a gun so you handed the shotgun over to him.

“You need to go ma’am,” he said, “I’ll hold them off here.”

“They were probably after me anyway,” you sighed, “I’m sorry Gage.”

“It’s alright Ilyena, just go.”

Despite what you felt, he was right. You needed to go. So you did.

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>>33340050
Welcome to Paris. The time is dawn, the weather is foggy, and the date is fifteen years and nine months ago.

It had taken you the better part of three months just to make it Paris. You were right when you left Academy City. The gunmen were after you. Still you managed to hop on the first train out of Academy City and from there took a boat out of Japan. You kept switching modes of transport though, never sticking to one too long. Now you had arrived at the Gare Montparnasse from the French Riviera. You had an address, which was one of Gage’s contacts. From there they’d guide you to the handoff and then your job would be done.

You were glad too. The damn parcel seemed to talk to you. If you didn’t know magic existed you’d believe you had gone insane. Still it had acquired a broader vocabulary in your care. It had given you a name. Or rather the image of its name, seeing as you did not understand what kind of writing it was. Just as well since it did not simply hunger but anymore, rather, it had given you a proposal as well. It was a bargain. It offered power. For the most part you had,

>Indulged it
>Ignored it

>>33340083
>>Ignored it

>>33340083
>Indulged it
Time to make all the wrong choices.

>>33340083
>>Ignored it

>>33340083
>Ignored it

>>33338818
Well, fuck.

How fast can he propel a standard 9mm round?

He might not even need a gun.

>>33340083
>Ignored it

>>33338818
>Over 20 times the speed of sound

That is quite a significant velocity.

>>33340175
For the distances he uses it he does. He needs a lot of space to accelerate the coin. think of it as a more of a sniper kinda weapon. With a 100 meter barrel.

>>33340203
Mikotos railgun on average is like mach 2 I think. So if those numbers are pretty accurate he has a stronger version. Though she can toss lighting which is far faster then that.

>>33340299
He'd also need to apply force in order to give it lift, wouldn't he?

>>33340365
In my calculation I let the coin drop on it's acceleration run, which only lasts 2.5 hundredths of a second.

>>33340365
Initially.

>>33340387
Hell, you could counteract any drop just by tossing the coin upward before accelerating.

>>33340309
Well, again, like >>33340299 said.

100 meter barrel. It doesn't matter if Kyril's railgun is stronger than Mikoto's, because she doesn't have a minimum range. Sure, Russian Railgun will fuck whatever it hits up eight ways to sunday, but when are you actually going to have a chance to hit with it?

Though in theory he could just orbit the coin around himself to build up velocity before releasing it, circumventing the range requirement entirely, though I imagine doing such a dumb thing would require more finesse and talent than he currently possesses.

>>33340442
Yeah. Mikoto's has the advantage of speed of use. Still this would be a insane way to do a wetworks mission or something. Get a dozen coins and just start tossing them.

>>33340421
But wouldn't that make aiming harder?

I think we need to do more tests

And maybe get another System Scan test sometime

>>33340481
It's about the least stealthy thing Kyril could possibly do. And that's saying something. 8900 meters per second. Mach 25. TWENTY TIMES THE SPEED OF SOUND. The sonic boom would deafen anybody in the immediate vicinity, and would probably be audible from the other side of the city.

Also remember that Isaac Newton is the deadliest son of a bitch in space. That coin isn't stopping just because it turned some poor sod into a fine mist. It's going to hit the building behind him and probably tear a couple of walls down.

>>33340537
If you really wanted to fuck someone over. Get at a high height like a large building or sky scraper. Then aim straight up till he hits his range.

Then once it gets back in range move it above the building or target focus on pulling it straight down with all the force he can.

>>33340596
That's a mighty sturdy coin.

>>33340596
Yeah. But whatever that hits is gibbed harder then a salami sandwitch. It would be use and then get the hell out of there. Though he would need ear protection for this.

The whole railgun shtick is higly unusable in normal situations. Thats why I asked abouth the punching with only his 'field' and violent compressing/expanding his 'field'.

>invisible punches
>no need for objects
>expanding the field in someones mouth
>???
>Profit!

>>33340662
That as well thinking on it. The coin would pretty rapidly turn to vapor at that speed. We would need something stronger for long range like a chuck of iron.

>>33340675
*of his 'field'

>>33340675
Honestly if he really hated some bastard he could just place all that force on their nuts or an eye.

>>33340442
>>33340537
>>33340481
>>33340596
>>33340609

You all do realize that 100 meters is LESS than you average city block right?
We could literally poke our head our from the side of a building and start filling anything on the far end of the street with instant death.

>>33340675
I think he needs to read more books and git more gud before he can turn into range-capable Accelerator.

Still, I like the idea of Russian Railgun. Might need to find an excuse to try it out in the near future.

>>33340675
It's pretty easy to TK kill, I guess
TK punching could end up being hilarious

Magic Missile, anyone?

The problem with all this theory crafting is that it's massively overpowered. Bored isn't going to let us have the power to level cities. The same way we're not just using 'Force Choke' on every fight we encounter, despite the fact it would beat everything we're fought other than Accel or AIM Fetus.

>>33340700
Can we do to shenanigans on, say, air?

>>33340700
Or use it at lower speeds.
A Black Arrow(glorious slav gun) has
muzzle velocity of "only" 820 m/s. that should do the trick.

>>33340779
The important part here is to try and do them, even if we don't succeed. We have to test our limits. Then we have to surpass our limits. Then we have to surpass our humanity. That's how we level up.

>>33340797
We could just throw arrows or bolts or pencils

>>33340797
What is the mass of the bullet though?

Because napkin math tells me that Kyril is just about capable of replicating that gun.

>>33340727
Yeah. It's mainly useless at ranges of closer to 100 meters or so. So it's kind of situational unless we are trying to get a surprise shot on someone Kyril really wants to kill.

>>33340750
Kyrils biggest weakness is foes who don't have to focus to defend. Or foes that can do such massive damage that he can't respond fast enough.

He could thinking on it fuck a gun up though. Just by crushing the barrel of the damn thing.

>>33340779
No harm in trying to be overpowered. We need to check our upper limits.

Tactile telekinesis is a very strong power with very big implications.

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>>33340826
Fire a whole bullet, heh

>>33340863
We should carry bean bags
Non-lethal takedowns made easy!

>>33340779
>Overpowered.

Not really. Takes too much charge time to really matter in most esper fights. Even a clone could fry us before it gets done and and most high level espers could survive it somehow.

Honestly if you want really overpowered we can just pick up a guy. Like Saiai has that armor that is nigh impossible to break. But Kyril could literally just pick her up and hold her. There isn't anything physical holding the person up so if you don't have a power at long range there isn't a way to break out.

What makes this kind of hilarious is that the worst foes for Kyril is squad units like hound dogs who can take a shot while he is busy with another.

>>33340876
I dunno Accel is overpowered and he is forever-alone edgemaster. Seems like a downside to me. I just think it's a bit silly plotting theoretical powers in a universe where physics is mostly made up.

>>33340991
Accel is a forever-alone edgemaster because he's kind of an asshole.

Kyril likes foightan, and there's no harm in being powerful in and of itself.

>>33340991
Could we pick Accelerator up with TK?
Would he just reflect himself into the ground?

>>33341035
He's got some decent SR, so he'd null our TK.

>>33341035
We can't do shit to Accelerator due to Vectors™.

>>33341035
He would reverse the force we place to make him move. Pretty much our powers are utterly useless against Accel because it pretty much works via nothing but vectors.

>>33341035
I think the force we put on him is reflected, so we shove ourselves into the ground. Honestly I'm not sure, it took 10000 clones fighting him to work out that his power was even vector manipulation, there's no way Kamachi will let readers find out how it all works.

>>33341079
How does he cut his hair?

Random question

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You ignored it. The artefact in your bag was definitely not benign. It promised you knowledge, power, but it never did say what it wanted in return. That was why you ignored it. It was trying to tempt you, to do what you weren’t sure, but it definitely was tempting you. You were glad you were going to be rid of it soon. Far be it for you to question why your client would ever want the accursed thing.

How rude of you to think of me so, child

The voice was also increasingly condescending.

And for good reason.

With brief shake of your head, you dispelled the voice and continued on your way. Gage’s French friend was actually a Baron, but apparently you were going to be dealing with his kid son.

“Toulour?” you greeted the ten year-old boy.

“That’s me mademoiselle,” he returned, “May I ask if you are free for dinner later?”

“François, be more serious,” his childhood friend smacked him upside the head, “Pardon him madame, he is an incorrigible flirt.”

Just as well that his childhood friend was a girl. She was a fair blonde with twin tails around his age.

“You do realise that I am married?” you asked the boy.

You also showed him your hand. Then you noticed your ring was missing.

“François return her ring,” the girl smacked him again.

“Sorry Riko, madame Torikov,” he returned the ring, “It’s just that you are so beautiful it would be a crime if you were already taken.”

“François!” the girl named Riko shouted, “Show some respect.”

“Oui, oui, of course,” he replied, “I take it you wished to conclude your business today?”

You nodded.

“But certainly you would not want to be unprepared oui?” he continued, “How about it, a small date with myself?”

>”Fine whatever, kids these days”
>”No, just take me to the meeting”

>>33340991
Ultimately what Bored says, goes.
I just find this fun.

Trivia time:
Did you know that vectors are completely unnecessary?

>>33341132
He can turn it off if he needs too. It's why he doesn't fly into orbit. Honestly accel is pretty broken unless you get something vector nulling. Like a voodoo doll or some shit.

>>33341141
>”No, just take me to the meeting”
No distractions.

>>33341141
>”Fine whatever, kids these days”

What's the worst that could happen?

>>33341174
Yep!

Also, Tolour wasn't joking when he said our mom was his favorite Torikov

>>33341141
>”No, just take me to the meeting”

>>33341141
>>”No, just take me to the meeting”
Get in get.out.

>>33341141
>”No, just take me to the meeting”

>>33341204
Exactly! Seconding

>>33341200
I'm pretty sure that if you hit him hard enough, say, to obliterate the fucking planet, you might dazzle him with pure bullshit long enough to die. But yeah, something like a powerful curse designed to make him die is basically the only way to kill him.

>>33340083
If someone wants to try and transliterate that, it's Cuneiform, I'm working on understanding physics.

>>33341141
>”Fine whatever, kids these days”

>>33341357
With Accel it's more about the mind games and less about brute power.

>>33341424
We could always just throw poop in his general direction
Just gross him out

>>33341503
While this is technically an option, I feel like we'll end up in a worse position than before.

>>33341519
Yeah
Albino lv0 waifu is clearly the only way

>>33341357
A nuke could kill him at point blank. Not from the blast but the lack of air would suffocate him eventually.

>>33341519
Hmm, if we get to ultra levels of telekinesis, couldn't we block the oxygen molecules from reaching his reflect barrier and just suffocate him?

>>33341357
I mean a good NLP-mancer has better chancer aggainst him than Misaka.
Kyril's gf would have good chances against him. If its the firs time and he doesn't know her power.

captcha Provisional Blades. You get me Captcha, you get me.

>>33341557
Yeah, but can't he move at supersonic speeds? He should be able to get to some air before he suffocates, right?

>>33341564
Or bombard him with air
He'd have yo choose between breathing and defending

A simple way to kill him would be to fill any room he is in with pure oxygen.

>>33341639
Not a great plan, he can just break the room.

Or we could just avoid Accel.

a better question to ask to kill time is, should Kyril take up smoking?

>>33341639
Or any other kind of poisoning.
But we don't want to kill the fucker, yust to befriend him.

>>33341579

Depends on the Accel. Winged can move at hypersonic. Normal isn't that fast.

>>33341599
He could just shift the force back then breath the air. It's not like he has to think to block so you would need to get all the air and place him in a vacuum. Because if you just shift it he is going to set the vectors of the force hitting him low enough that he can still breath.

>>33341685
>being an even worse influence on LO
no thanks

>>33341685
Only if he can somehow avoid the downsides with TK.

>>33341700
*just

>>33341639
Already tried that. He said pretty much it would work but he can always just set the vectors under his feat so that he goes flying out of the way.

>>33341700
>befriend him

Pretty much. Accel may be a asshole sometimes but in general if you know him well enough he won't pick a fight with you for no reason.

>>33341685
Nah, smoking is what teachers do, and we're too cool for that.

In other thoughts who are we going to set Sagara up with? He's failed miserably with Sparky, Nunotoba, and Shirai, who else is left? Saten, Uiharu, Index, or someone else?

>>33341720
I'm with this guy.

>>33341727
>Smoke
>not want any of the effect of smoking

What's the point then?

>>33341727
Okay now I see level 5 kyril setting there smoking this Cuban cigar and using TK to make sure none of it hits his lungs.

>>33341772
The taste and the look it gives him?

>>33341720
>Not turning last order into a gangster princess.

>>33341772
Pissing off people by blowing smoke in their faces, lighting up with the burning remains of your enemies. and tossing butts to set off explosions.
All these things can be accomplished by smoking.

>>33341830
Could also use the ash as a way to burn something with TK at close ranges. Just toss the thing and TK it right into someones face. Would leave DNA though so I wouldn't.

>>33341915
and we can see laser wires, like MGS.

so cigars or cigarettes?

>>33342068
>Using cigarettes
>Ever

True men use cigars and nothing but cigars.

>>33341564
Yeah, but at that level we'd basically be level 6 anyway. That's Accelerator power, except long range.

>>33342091
There is a case to be made for fancy pipes, though.

>>33342100
Not really. We already know a level 4 guy can screw around with molecules and level 6 is closer to screwing with the fundamentals of reality.

>>33342129
Got to love old gentlemen pipes.

So... about that titanium bulletproof skateboard.
What do you guys think abouth that idea?

>>33342442
I like it, but it's not Academy City enough, we need to steal a prototype hover-board instead.

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>>33342442
I don't.

Kyril lusts for sports car, which we will modify for all sort of gadets, like hidden guns

>>33342442
>using a skateboard

Is this the 90s again?

>>33342546
Time to build the Kyrilmobile?

>>33342442
Can it be a collapsible hoverboard/disk/dish? Can we get out hands on Titanium?
I like the idea

Will it work on water?

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No point dragging this out. You also were definitely not going to be indulging Casanova here. Toulour’s smile didn’t diminish too much.

“Very well, madame Torikov, your chariot awaits,” he then tossed you some keys.

To be honest, you’ve driven many kinds of vehicles in your time but this was the first time you’ve sat down in a supercar. The McLaren F1 was made back in the 90s, so you were told, and was the fastest production road car for a while. Unlike most other supercars it did not have forced induction, relying solely on a finely tuned BMW V12 to reach speeds you’ve never thought possible. It idled like a truck would, except when you released the clutch after shifting in to first, the sound was incomparable.

You weren’t sure you cared how Toulour came to possess those set of keys or how come the quickest route to the Boulevard Saint-Germain involved a lap around the Périphérique. Well it wasn’t like you were pressed for time. In any case, the car fit all three of you and it took a while until you finally arrived at l’Église de Saint Germain des Prés. While you obviously were very aware that most magicians were also part of the clergy, you wanted to relinquish possession of the artefact as soon as possible. Then you could get back to enjoying life.

The interior of the church was empty, or at least the pews were. Over by the altar were a circle of hooded priests.

“Wilkommen, bienvenue, welcome.”

A man approached from behind you as the doors shut itself. His voice had a musical tinge about it as if he was singing.

“Papa?” Toulour recognised the man.

“Yes, François, thank you for doing me such a grand favour,” he hugged the boy before turning to you, “And you madame Torikov, you have the package?”

Be wary of the frog.

“Yes.”

“Magnifique. Let us proceed to payment then.”

[1/2]

>>33342590
He led you towards the altar. You noticed the liquid flowing down the stairs that led up to it. The coppery smell, the crimson hue, it was familiar to you. It was blood. Splayed along the altar was a woman you did not recognise. Toulour however, did,

“Maman?”

That blood is wasted, feed it to me.

“Now, I ask you madame,” the Baron continued, “Will you die for me?”

You whipped out your gun as the rest of the congregation pulled swords from their robes.

Offer them to me, I shall save you.

>Gun them down
>Protect the children
>Run, run far and away
>Kill them, kill them all in her name

>>33338818
Physics here, it's not bullshit. You would be supprised just how slow 9km/s is when dealing with forces.
What is far more important is the impressive acceleration.

>>33342666
>Kill them, kill them all in her name
Let loose and have a some fun.

>>33342666
>Kill them, kill them all in her name

>>33342666
>>Gun them down

>Maman is the French word for "Ma-Ma"

angry mama bear mode activate!

>>33342548
It's a big surface. Good for a shield.

>>33342666
>Kill them, kill them all in her name

>>33342585
We work on a junkyard in Academic City. If it doesn't have titanium it has somethin better.

>>33342666
>>Kill them, kill them all in her name

>>33338818
I have a question:
So, Kyril has what basically amounts to a telekinetic hand capable of applying up to 2279.458 newtons. What im curious about, is whether he can manifest that as an object other then a hand, and how complex, or simple, those objects could be.
Right now, Im wondering if he could make his telekinesis like a sheet, and what would happen if he covered something something or some and applied all his force evenly along it's surface against that?

>>33342798
the boss is working on a rocket yes?

two words

Jet Pack

>>33342666
> protect the children
> let the statue do its thing.

Rolled 33

>>33342666
>>Protect the children

>>33342818
We could just work on autonomous flight.

>>33342666
>Protect the children

>>33342818
Kyril loves weels.

>>33342666
>Protect the children

Fuckan cultist weirdos always gotta do some dramatic unnecessary bullshit

>>33342666
>Kill them, kill them all in her name
>While protecting the children best possible.

>>33342798
Ain't much better for what we're wanting than titanium, as far as I can think of

>>33342666
>>Protect the children

>>33342666
>>Protect the children

>>33342666
>>Protect the children

>>33342960
One of AC's trademarks is insane materials technology. It's never said what the hell they make all their military crap out of, but it's crazy durable. Their powered suits are barely armored, and they can shrug off anti-tank missiles and 30mm gatling guns.

Their planes are worse. They can make instant turns and literally spin like a top at mach fucking 6.

>>33342984
>>33342998
Something smells fishy here

>>33343118
Academy City OP pls Nerf

>>33343144
>Two votes :54 seconds away from each other.

And what would you say is fishy about that?

>>33343144
Not samefagging, looks like it but it's just a little less than a minute.

>>33343172
Their a nationstate that Kamachi flat out said=USA though raw tech.

Yes AC to OP.

>>33343274
Well they pretty much BTFO of Russia in the war. So much so the Russian soldiers start to think the whole thing is a load of bullshit if i recall.

>>33343274
Probably more than that honestly. Crowley basically said "Come at me bro" to the US once and they fucked off. Then they invaded Russia, destroyed most of their military, and didn't take a single casualty.

Even Touma thought that the reality Othinus built where the world destroyed AC was a ridiculously optimistic assessment.

I mean seriously, their fucking air force man. That shit isn't fair.

>>33343320
>>33343326
The war lasted literally seven days from start to finish.

>>33343326
If I remember how he explained it AC has the issue that in the long term the USA industry would outpace them.

>>33343337
That's more because Fiamma was defeated and Gabriel wrecked a good chunk of the country.

Though even before that, AC had basically already won the war. Russia didn't have any realistic hopes of a comeback.

I mean shit. AC has submarines half a fucking kilometer long. Their Mach 2.5 helicopters shred your lungs with ultrasonic weapons and make you drown on your own blood. They have fucking killsats.

>>33343337
>>33343326
>>33343320

WHy doesn't the world just nuke the site from orbit and be done with AC?

>>33343491
A perfect missile defense system. Russia tried launching ICBMs at AC, didn't work. Lasers either destroy the missiles in orbit or right after they launch.

Also they have a device that allows them to control most of the space debris in orbit through solar winds. They're holding their hand over the button to destroy every satellite that isn't theirs whenever they want (and they can also intercept missiles with it). Stiyl was pissed when he found out about it.

>>33343491
because Accelerator will look at it funny and the nukes will blow up outer space instead.

Kamachi's husbando will not die.

>>33343541
You know, on a vaguely related note, I'd be really disappointed if Misaka got fucked up and didn't try to heal like that dude from inFamous. I know it sounds kind of weird, but I don't see a reason it shouldn't work.

>>33343118
... Wat

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You didn’t run. That would have been a mistake. Besides, army training was hard to get rid of. You were going to kill them, yes, but you were doing so to protect the children.

Just keep telling yourself that.

“In the name of Lamashtu,” you cried.

The first burst three neat holes in Baron Toulour’s chest. You yanked his son, now an orphan, also catatonic, out of the path of sword. The follow through was interrupted by a tide of blood washing the cultist away. You paid it no mind as your sights snapped to the next closest target. The cultist’s head disappeared into many little chunky bits. Once more your pistol’s near silent retort echoed within the halls. You retreated slowly, Toulour pressed to your chest in one arm, your Stechkin spraying cultists in another.

It was when your gun ran out that you had to improvise. Shoving Toulour in to a row of pews you ejected the mag, loading quickly due to your familiarity with the motions but not before another cultist almost disembowelled you. The cut was shallow but you felt it. Still, you had to put it aside and put a bullet in your attacker’s head. That was done easily enough. There were only two more but it seemed they went after the children. Well, one more, seeing as Riko had managed to stick two knives in her attacker before making a run for the exit.

Toulour was the one you had to save. He was still in a daze. Poor boy, you thought as you tackled him out of the way of another sword. It cut you from your right shoulder and went down your back. You muffled your scream, harnessing it in to effort. It paid off once you emptied the rest of your magazine in the cultist.

Then. Then there was silence. You felt tired. Drained.

[1/2]

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>>33343535
>>33343541

I never knew it was possible to make a city into a mary sue god fucking dammit

>>33343623
I can save you child.

“Madame Torikov,” you could hear Toulour’s voice.

“She’s not going to make it,” that was Riko, “We must leave François.”

“Non, not without her,” the boy shouted, “She saved us.”

Decide quickly young mother. My blessing, or my curse?

>Blessing
>Curse

>>33343600
Given all the crazy shit in this series, it wouldn't really be out of bounds. Doesn't really fit with her powers though.

Unless she pulls a Kakine and just abandons her body entirely.

>>33343643
>Blessing

>>33343643
>Curse

Because why not.

>>33343643
>Curse

tragic story mode engage

>>33343637
Mostly balances out. No other nation can face them conventionally, but Magic>Science for the most part. Tons of magic side characters who could fuck up AC's day in half a second if Crowley wasn't around.

>>33343637
Orbital elevator crashing down on the city didn't work either.

>>33343650
She could totally turn her mind into an electrical signal and loop it around AC forever.

In a city which relies entirely on technology, and thus, electricity, that'd be pretty OP.

>>33343643
>Curse

>>33343643
>curse
BRING IT FAIGT

>>33343643
>Toss the talking mask..

Oh gee, I wonder why we feel so drained.

>>33343643
>Blessing

>>33343637
No, it's pretty clearly a place full of assholes and crimes against both man and nature. Do you know what a mary sue is?

>>33343650
Yeah, but it's essentially a given that you have to abandon your humanity to gain superpowers. I'm sure she'll come to the correct decision when it inevitably comes to look her in the eye.

>>33343643
>Curse
Bring it on you freaky rock.

>>33343643
>>Blessing

>>33343643
>Curse

Why bored why? Why u do dis?

>>33343643
>Blessing

>>33343643
>Curse

>implying they won't be the same thing.

>>33343680
The way that was built kind of cracked me up.

>Okay I need a space elevator up in a few days. The obvious answer is
>BILLIONS OF FUCKING ROBOTS

>>33343807
For the bingo of course!

>>33343643
>Blessing

>>33343854
Bingo for the bingo god

>>33343854
Well we definitely got edge filled out.

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>>33343854
H-Have Mercy!

>>33343659
>>33343703
>>33343729
>>33343816
>>33343859
Blessings upon you
>>33343664
>>33343668
>>33343682
>>33343699
>>33343720
>>33343807
>>33343827
A Curse upon House Torikov

>>33343976
We just cursed Kyril too, didn't we. Why you guys, why.

>>33344003
It builds character.

>>33343976
5 v 7, i was later but my vote would just make it 6 v 7.

>>33344003
I literally had know idea and just flipped a coin.

>>33344003
Because he needs conflict in for XP gains.

>>33343976
Might actually be good in the end. A random idol typically isn't the best thing to accept blessings from unless you like dying.

>>33344003
Do you really think the box had anything to offer without a repercussion?

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>>33344085
>A random idol typically isn't the best thing to accept blessings from unless you like dying.

>>33344148
Case in point.

>>33344148
He thought he could master the idols but in the end they mastered him.

>forever boat

Well I guess I'll just have to read the answers to my questions from the archives.
See you guys. It was fun. Got to go.

P.S. Add a number six in there.
>Can he boost his punches with TK?

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“No,” you finally spoke, “I return finally in to the arms of Yuri.”

“She’s delirious, let her go François.”

On the contrary young mother, your suffering will not end here.

“No,” with your last breath you whispered.

Your eyes, heavy as they were only saw red. Shrieks and screams emerged, your hearing strangely sharp as you died. Then came pain. You never imagined that dying would be so painful. Then again you were cut open by a sword. Perhaps it was the last gasp of a brain that refused to die. You could feel a power carving itself upon your soul. Excruciatingly slow, like a nail being ripped slowly from your fingers. You traced its path. Theotokos072. You knew what Lamashtu had done. Mana flowed through you. You knew what you would have given up for this power. Lamashtu’s curse would heal you just as it marked you for death. You offered the world to your son.

Then the pain subsided, filling you with a sense of euphoria, of contentment, of peace, that all was right with the world. It was not. Your hands and your dress were equally bloody. You stood up. The reflection on the pool of blood was surprisingly clear. Gone was your dark flowing locks and your brown eyes. In their place was a pale albino, white hair, red eyes, though there were no fangs. Good you’d hate to be a vampire now.

“Madame Torikov?” Riko’s voice emerged.

“Yes Riko?” your voice was hoarser now.

“We need to leave.”

You agreed. The children left first. You let them go so they did not see what you were about to do. The power, the spell, the curse of Lamashtu, you knew exactly what it did. I ate men, it drank their blood. In doing so it gave you power. Power over life, power through mana, it was powerful, but now you were responsible for the death of a magic cabal. Their bodies were drained of blood. It was time to leave.

[1/2]

>>33345006
Welcome to Academy City. The time is afternoon, the weather is fine, and the date is 10 years and 6 months ago.

Toulour had gotten settled in just fine in the Academy City. It was surprisingly easy to do. Between Gage’s know-how and Riko’s parents, getting him there was easy. Leaving him to his own devices was hard. The young boy wanted to stay with you. Despite the attacks on your person, both magical and mundane, he wanted to be with you. You were his saviour. To save someone’s life was to own them forever. Thus you told him to wait, to be patient. In time perhaps, you will come to be receptive of his advances. Not now however. It was still much too soon, for the both of you.

Now, you were on a train headed out of the City of Science. Your seat was by the window. The person next to you was a girl.

“You are travelling too?” she asked.

It was a silly question really but you suppose you could indulge her a bit. Travelling was boring without companionship.

“I am headed to Vladivostok,” you answered.

You weren’t really heading that way.

“It’s my first time out of the country, I’m visiting China,” she spoke on her own, “Then I’m coming back to marry.”

“Congratulations,” you almost offered it blandly, “Nervous?”

“A little.”

“So was I. Treasure him.”

She saw the ring, on your hand.

“I see thank you miss,” she fished awkwardly for your name.

“Torikov, Ilyena Torikov.”

“Sorano, soon to be Kasukabe, Hanako.”

You both shook. It was when you turned that you spotted a man with an unlit cigarette in his mouth. His eyes were sharp like a killer’s. They glowed with a knowing glint. You could feel the mana around him. Your curse nearly flared up, nearly consuming the girl next to you, nearly drowning the cabin in blood.

>Excuse yourself to the toilet
>You bet he won’t start shit here

>>33345045
>>You bet he won’t start shit here

>>33345045
>Excuse yourself to the toilet

>>33345006
Wait? What? What just happened? My reading comprehension is at 0 today

We shouldn't rip off Railgun, though. Even if we can do it with any effectiveness, it's bad form. I propose we get some big fucking nails instead. We'll spike niggas like they Jesus.

>>33345147
>We accepted the curse
>We died
>Curse brought us back
>Drained all the blood from the people we killed as a offering
>Timeskip

>>33345147
Got cursed to be an albino and drink blood for power. Kind of a shitty curse in a way since it makes her stronger in some ways.

>>33345210
That's just pulling a worst. Honestly I would suggest something like a small chunk of titanium from the scrapyard.

Kyril is gonna have to kill his mother to end the curse, isn't he. Goddamnit, there goes having a happy reuinion.

>>33345335
She's dead, Jim.

>>33345335
He never knew her anyway.

>>33345335
I'm pretty sure she is already dead. If she isn't then things are going to get chaotic.

>>33345257
At our current level how strong would it even be. Worst is a level 4, and her mini-railguns are only on the level of sniper bullets.

I understand the math up above, but it's not like that matters much in this verse. Biri's railgun should only have the force of a bullet, but she's toppled buildings with it.

some fitting music for the thread

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u116HbMOF_Y

>>33345045
>Excuse yourself to the toilet

>>33345210
What if raulgunning coins became a symbol of our (adopted) family?

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>>33345412
I dunno but here's some earlier-in-the-series Accel math.

>>33345412
>only the force of a bullet

If I remember right she can fling those things at mach 2.

Honestly the biggest issue worst and them has is they need to railgun it. Worst makes up for her weaker railgun though using nails though. That and and they have lighting which is much worse as a weapon.

>>33345501
It's an arcade coin at mach 3. Not as much force as you'd think.

She pretty much never uses it when she's actually serious anyways though, so meh. Just spams iron sand.

>>33345563
Yeah. She also tends to hold back a lot with those as well. Just because of how much damage a full force railgun can do.

>>33345210
>>33345257
>>33345486

>not just pinching blood vessels in the brain to cause seizure or just flat out crushing heads when we git gud enough.

y'all being over elaborate for the hell of it.

>>33345607
Biri's level of collateral damage hasn't been relevant for a long time.

Thor and Mjolnir would make her cry, it's kinda sad.

>>33345632
I'm pretty sure we can't actually make a field inside.

>>33345658
We can't try to level up Biri on account of still being a shit tier level three, though, so it can't be helped.

>>33345668
right now or ever?

>>33345486

>railgunning coins became a symbol of our (adopted) family

LO and Kyril walk in on a bunch of thugs having it out in an ally.

Kyril gives LO an arcade coin.

“Call it in the air. Says Misaka says Misaka as she tries her best to be intimidating.”

"Everbody run, It's a Railgun!"

>>33345745
Now I see a 30 year old Kyril with a cane. Some thugs pick a fight then. "Wait is that papa Kyril?"

Then they toss nail in the air.

>>33345704
Eh, not much point to it. Most of the people stronger than her are stronger to the extent that she's never going to catch up. Especially since Kamachi noted she's kind of fucked due to Parameter List.

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You didn’t like the looks he was giving you though so as soon as you could, you excused yourself and head for the toilets, further along the train. In keeping with your excuse you did go to the toilet, if only to attach the stock to your Stechkin. Your purse was big enough to conceal it in its entirety. You had to love the suppressor off however. It was one or the other and you’d rather have stability if a fight broke out. You detoured to the dining car and sat down at the bar. It was much too early for a good drink, but a Kir Royal should be fine. The magician you spotted entered shortly after. He probably noticed you didn’t return to your seat.

“Drink on me?” you offered.

He sat down.

“Why not?” he accepted.

His was a White Lady. Gin, Triple Sec, lemon juice, 4:3:2, shaken and then served.

“Fujimoto Shiro,” he offered, “To what do I owe the pleasure of this drink?”

“A whim,” you replied, “Ilyena Torikov. I am curious about the looks you were giving me.”

He seemed taken aback at your name but remained relatively composed.

“I am a married woman you know?”

“Of course I would know, Witch of Karelia.”

It was that statement which started the fight. He drew first, knocking over his cocktail as he brought a pistol to bear. How quaint, you thought you dove behind a confused waiter. The shot went clean in to your meat shield. You returned fire, forcing him to jump over the counter for cover as he continued to spray bullets in your direction. He probably had more ammo than you did. His gun had sustained fire for a few seconds. Your meat shield wasn’t going to hold out forever.

>Up the ante, curse him
>Retreat, then ambush

>>33345745
Anon sees the same glorious future as I do

>>33346067
>>Up the ante, curse him
This is really our only shot to see what she can do properly.

>>33346067
>Up the ante, curse him
Make it so he will never be able to sit or lie down comfortably for as long a he lives.

>>33346067
>Up the ante, curse him
harsh langauge is best weapon

call his waifu a shit

>>33346148
Over the line.

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>>33346148
you monster

oh, also
>curse that ho

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>>33346067
OP is kill

post electromasters

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He knew the name magicians often called you. You were from Karelia, you were not part of any cabal and your magic was so esoteric you might as well have been a witch in their eyes. Technically you were, since the dominant magical faction has always been Christianity. Your power came from a Mesopotamian evil. Witch of Karelia was a fitting moniker. Thus, if he knew that, then he should be prepared as you hunkered down, bleeding your former meat shield so that his blood could form a circle. Lamashtu was an evil that spread sickness as well. You were going to work with that. It was a shame that it was such an indiscriminate curse. A ricochet rendered the point moot as you got to work.

“In the name of Lamashtu,” you spoke once.

Then it was done. The crying and screaming of the rest of the passengers subsided in to moans of agony and sickness. Fujimoto’s gunfire stopped as well, which was all you wanted. The counter ritual would take at least three days, if no one had succumbed by then. Now though you were going to have to stop the train because the train’s driver was stricken too. Pulling the emergency brakes, you took one last look at yourself before opening the door. You had to keep moving. Their hunt is never ending.

Episode 50 End, Interlude to follow.

>>33346739
I now want to waifu Kyril's mom anons ;_;

You are the first ranked Level 5, The Accelerator, and you were pissed. There was once a time where only the stupid picked a fight with you. Well that was not true. Anyone who attacked you was pretty much stupid to begin with. The problem was that there were more of them and the attacks would be amusing if any of them posed a problem. They weren’t like the asshole you fought a day or two back. Unlike them, he managed to push your face in. It was a remarkable feat for a Level 0, even more when he knocked you the fuck out. Now everyone and their mother wanted a piece of you. They wanted to be known as the guy who could defeat the Accelerator. That asshole must be laughing his ass off right about now. Either that or he was neck deep in shit as well. After all, if those idiots defeated the one who beat the Accelerator, logically they should be stronger than the Accelerator right?

You scoffed at the thought as another fool broke his hand on your face. Looking down you glared at your attacker, your scowl was more than enough to deliver your message. “Get out of my way.” He scampered off as you continued on your way. No matter what you thought of your fateful fight that night, it didn’t change the fact that you still lost. In a way he was right when he fought you. You’ve never had taken a serious injury since you awoke to your powers. What use was fighting when you could just redirect everything? Was it even a fight when you just one-shot everything? Either way the one thing you were going to take away from this was,

>You were going to get some payback
>You needed to learn how to fight

>>33346819
>You were going to get some payback

Accel doesn't need karate, he's OP enough already

>>33346819
>You needed to learn how to fight

>>33346833
>Not having kung fu fighting Accelerator.

>>33346819
>you needed to learn how to fight

Cover your bases, Accelerator!

>>33346819
>You were going to get some payback

>>33346819
>>You needed to learn how to fight
Teach Accel Jui-jitsu.

On the slim chance someone actually touches him he can just break their arms.

>>33346819
>You were going to get some payback
Honestly, it's just horrifically out of character for Accelerator to take lessons at this point in his development.

>>33346819
>You needed to learn how to fight
I suggest Krav Maga.

>>33346898
If I remember right this is about the time he tries to fist fight everything.

>>33346933
He just tries to touch them and make them explode.

It's just literally unthinkable for Accelerator to consider anything not power-related worth picking up. Umidori had his thought patterns from before his brain damage. She almost passed out just from him dodging an attack instead of reflecting it, because it's completely against everything Accelerator was back then.

>>33346819
>You needed to learn how to fight

Is this the albino mega tier suffering interlude?

>>33346819
>>You were going to get some payback

>>33346979
Well, when your powers let you move as fast as a bullet, forget that other things exist, and make people explode when you touch them, it's not entirely unreasonable to rely on them.

>>33346819
>>You were going to get some payback

>>33347014
>>33346898
>>33346883
>>33346833
Payback
>>33346844
>>33346880
>>33346888
>>33346909
>>33347000
Fight

>>33347171
Ah well. "Nuke-tossing character takes martial arts" is always a really gross plot, but meh.

You needed to learn how to fight. That bastard had been right. You had been untouchable. It made you arrogant. It made you ignorant. You were introduced to his fist through your smug mug. Once was more than enough but he had the gall to continue until you were knocked out too. Well, two can play at that game. It’s not like people could hit you in the first place though. Then an idea came to you. Why reflect their punches? All you simply had to do was redirect, not reflect the force. It’ll keep them in place long enough for you to try your hand at smashing faces in. Maybe you might learn something.

Your thoughts on the matter were put on hold however as you came across a scene that really wasn’t any of your business. Thugs were going to be thugs as per usual. Their target was a short hair girl. Funny, her hair was white and if it weren’t for the hairclip she’d look exactly like you. Wait a minute. They weren’t beating on her because they mistook her for you now were they? The girl had been screaming herself hoarse. You knew this from experience, not that you ever screamed yourself hoarse before or anything. All she was doing now was choking on her own sobbing.

Pathetic.

If only to make things worse, the thugs were,

>In your way
>An eyesore

>>33347269
>In your way

>>33347269
>An eyesore
Kill everything in sight.

>>33347269
>>An eyesore
I can't resist it.

>>33347269
>ABSOLUTELY DISGUSTING

>>33347269
>>An eyesore
THE TIME HAS COME!

>>33347269
>GODDAM FREAKING HANDSOME, OH GOD WHAT IS THIS FEELING?

>>33347269
>An eyesore
Save the girl.

>>33347269
>An eyesore

It's not accel without full edge.

>>33347269
An eyesore that's in your way

DOUBLE PURGING

They were an eyesore, absolutely disgusting. This filth you were going to rip. You were going to tear. Their eyes you will pluck. Their bones you will break. You were to crush them, without mercy, without pity, without remorse. Unfailingly, unceasingly you were going to destroy them, break them. They were that much of an eyesore. It was also because they were in your way but that was a minor detail. You were going to make something useful out of their corpses.

“Oi!”

That was all you needed to catch their attention. They were slow, you noted. It took them nearly a minute, exchanging glances between the girl and you. That was why you decided to take it slow as well. No sense in wasting this opportunity. You wondered how much force you needed to knock a thug unconscious without killing them or causing permanent brain damage.

You caved in the skull of the first thug. Hmmm, too much power then.

The second thug was bowled over. Not enough power, the second blow was enough. Because of that, your experiment continued.

It was on the third thug that you nailed it, probably. Oh well, there were more where that came from.

There were four more left but it looked like they were going to run for it. Too bad you boxed them in. Now, what kind of experiments should you run next?

The girl you saved, she looked so much like you. That is, if you were broken, bleeding, bruised and cursing the world, all the while having the same chromosome, you’d be completely alike. It was uncanny. You didn’t help her up but you stood there anyway. Your coffee was going to be lukewarm at this rate. Her eyes, shaped like yours, were full of hate.

“I hate you,” she hissed between breaths.

Figures, you thought.

>Ignore her
>Give her your reply

>>33347702
You have experiments to run~

>>33347702
>>Give her your reply
"You should have attracted more of them."

>>33347757
Ah, where did my vote go?

>>33347702
>Ignore her

>>33347702
>Give her your reply
"Don't hate me, hate yourself for being weak."
Tain her to defend herself.

>>33347702
>>Ignore her

Accel gives no shits.

>>33347702
>Give her your reply

>>33347782
Wait, why the fuck would that happen. Firstly, Accel has no reason to do that. Second, if she wanted to learn that she'd do it herself anyway. Thirdly, Accel does not have the ability to teach someone self-defense, because his method effectively amounts to "exist."

>>33347702
>Give her your reply

>>33347702
>>Give her your reply
Make her hold our cofee. We have experements to conduct.

I'd like to change my vote from
>>33347829

to
>Ignore her

I've realized that Accelerator's reply might not be so pleasant

>>33347702
>>Give her your reply
I hate you too insect

>>33347702
>>Give her your reply

>>33347815
She might be a clone of him or something.

Amata did mention that Accelerator clones were a possibility.

>>33347702
>Ignore her
Coffee>Women.

>>33347970
Still not seeing how that approaches a reasonable or in-character response.

>>33347989
This anon knows the truth of life. A good coffee is greater then even the finest women.

>>33347777
>>33347799
>>33347860
>>33347989
Fucks given: 0
>>33347773
>>33347782
>>33347809
>>33347859
>>33347874
>>33347894
Establishing rapport

Sadly quads and dub-dubs can't win you a vote.

I hope you people are happy. Now Accelerator is going to have to drink cold coffee.

>>33348033
>>33348098

He'll probably get laid, too

and by laid I mean cooties

poor bastard

>>33348098
Well shit. I guess that's what happens when you look like a good samaritan. It's a learning exercise, though, so he'll be better prepared for next time.

>>33348098
>Not making her hold the coffee.
>Not laughing at her for sucking so bad.