Rolled 2 (1d3)

So since we were tied up in the last thread, I'm gonna roll 1d3 to decide which one I'm gonna write.

1.) Fake injury and aim for a sneak attack
2.) Switch to Ghostfreak
3.) Send a shockwave through the ground and towards the mysterious rider.

And also, I really should've changed that recap.

>Last time: Wade personally trained Coco's Royal Guard, and he encountered the cult of aliens that worship the world-eating tick known as the Great One!

Rolled 18 (1d20)

Gonna roll for malfunction chance!

1-9=Malfunction
10-19=Ghostfreak
20=New alien!

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You dig your hands deep into the ground, and in the process you cause an earth barrier to form over your head. The barrier somehow takes the brunt of the attack, allowing you to catch your breath.

Considering this alien’s powerset, you’re gonna have some trouble defeating him in combat. But Ghostfreak should be able to whoop this guy!

[Wade]: I’m going ghost!

You slide your belt’s faceplate open, sift through your roster of aliens, and raise your hand to the air, before slamming it down onto your Omnitrix’s core. And in a flash of violet light, your body undergoes a significant change!

Your bones and muscles melt away, and a writhing mass of tentacles and teeth take their place. However, your hideous visage becomes cloaked in a sheet of smooth, pale flesh. The only thing peaking out of your sheet of flesh is a single purple eye.

You’ve become Ghostfreak!

The pressure from the mysterious rider’s attack is starting to break your barrier.

What do you do?

>Phase through the ground and reappear behind him.
>Stand still and allow the rider to waste his time trying to weigh you down.
>Bind his hands together in order to restrict his movement.
>Shed your skin and use your telekinetic manipulation to toss him around.
>Shed your skin and hit him with a point blank ecto beam.
>Try to possess him and force him to beat himself up.
>Write-in.

>>4025526
>Bind his hands together in order to restrict his movement.

>>4025526
>Bind his hands together in order to restrict his movement.

>>4025526
>>Phase through the ground and reappear behind him.
>Bind his hands together in order to restrict his movement.

>>4025535
>>4025545
Roll 1d100, bo3!

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>4025556

Rolled 89 (1d100)

>>4025556

Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>4025556

>>4025560
>>4025564
>>4025567
Writing...

>89

You unfurl your tendrils and wrap them around the alien's hands, causing him to lose his balance and fall to the ground with a frustrated grunt.

Curiously, the barrier behind you collapses completely as soon as his hand drops to the floor.

[Wade]: Cool alien. Mind if I take it?

A dry chuckle escapes his craggy lips.

[???]: Wouldn’t be the first time you’ve stolen from me.

You tilt your head in confusion, and out of the corner of your eye, you see a sizeable boulder flying towards you. It was at this point that you noticed his other hand had been manipulating the gravity around you as well.

You phase through the rock effortlessly, allowing it to collide with a nearby tree. And once you slide your eye to the back of your head, you see another wave of cultists catching up to you.

>”Wanna call a temporary truce so we don’t get eaten by a ginormous tick?”
>”So, what’s your deal, anyways? Did knock over your ice cream cone when you were little or something?”
>”Got any other tricks up your sleeve?”
>”You know I was kinda expecting more from this encounter. The mysterious Rider is usually pretty strong.”
>Gift wrap him for the cultists and proceed towards the Great One.
>Write-in.

>>4025773
>”Wanna call a temporary truce so we don’t get eaten by a ginormous tick?”

>>4025773
>>”So, what’s your deal, anyways? Did knock over your ice cream cone when you were little or something?”

>>4025773
>”Wanna call a temporary truce so we don’t get eaten by a ginormous tick?”
>"Allright, mind explaining a bit more as well? Cause a few random remarks about me just make me even more confused here."

>>4025775
>>4025811
>>4025858
Writing and combining...

[Wade]: Wanna call a temporary truce so we don’t get eaten by a ginormous tick?

His eyes widen out of shock, but he stubbornly scoffs at your offer without a hint of hesitation.

[???]: Why would I ever join forces with the likes of you?

He attempts to attack you with his free hand, so you fly around him, while binding both of his arms to his chest with your wriggling tendrils.

[Wade]: So, what’s your deal anyways? Did I knock over your ice cream cone when you were little or something?

With that snide remark, the mysterious rider times out early and rises to his feet. But you leave your tendrils wrapped around his arm, just in case he tries something funny.

[???]: You stand before the heir to the Eternal Empire. I’m here to stop you from threatening that position.

He puffs his chest out and proudly places his hands on his hips, but he quickly becomes agitated when you don’t provide the reaction he was expecting. And considering the fact that you don’t really have a face right now, you’re having a bit of trouble emoting.

[Wade]: See...I don’t really know what that’s supposed to mean. Can you elaborate a bit on all of this? Because all of these random remarks and references have left me feeling a bit confused here.

You retract your tendrils as a show of goodwill, but it doesn’t seem to phase “The Heir”.

He simply brushes the ectoplasm from his shiny blue armor and flicks it onto the dying grass.

[The Heir]: It seems that will have to wait.

He glances over your shoulder and frantically fiddles with a strange device on his wrist. You turn to see a large group of cultists charging at you with weapons drawn. In the back of your mind, you pray that you companions are safe.

[Wade]: This’ll be easy…

As you prepare to meet their charge head on, your Omnitrix begins beeping loudly with rather short intervals in between. And in a bright flash of golden light, you time out much earlier than you expected to.

[Wade]: What?! Trixy?!

[Trixy]: My apologies Wade, but your transformations were rather close together. Please understand that this for your own safety.

You groan internally and turn to face the mysterious rider. It appears that he’s given up on messing with the device, and has resigned to fighting.

Well, it looks like your gonna have to do this the old fashioned way.

>Toss a mana bolt at the horde and order it to ricochet from one enemy to the next.
>Try to use that firebolt spell that Olivia tried to teach you.
>Disable some of the safety precautions in your suit and put your martial arts skills to use.
>Dive into the enemy ranks with your Rushing Rapid style.
>Make use of the thick fog to use your Viled Trench style.
>Allow the enemy to collapse upon you whilst using your Raging Cyclone style.
>Attempt to learn a new sword style on the fly.
>Create a new spell?!(Write-in required)
>Write-in.

Skills, Stats and Inventory:
https://pastebin.com/iEYrGZS1

>>4025914
>>Attempt to learn a new sword style on the fly.

>>4025914
>>Toss a mana bolt at the horde and order it to ricochet from one enemy to the next.

>>4025914
>Attempt to learn a new sword style on the fly.

>>4025936
>>4025956
Roll 1d100, bo3!

Rolled 20 (1d100)

>>4025961

Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>4025961

Rolled 39 (1d100)

>>4025961

>>4025963
>>4025973
>>4026011
That's a pass. Say hello to the "Fire Stance"!

Writing...

>71
>You've learned the Fire Stance!

As you draw your blade, you wonder if you can somehow apply the use of your suit to your martial arts.

[Wade]: Hey Trixy, what would happen if I removed the suit’s limiters during combat?

[Trixy]: I would have to divert my processing power in order to prevent you from breaking your fragile, human bones. And there would also be the possibility of the suit overheating.

She doesn’t directly tell you not to try it, but you can tell that she’s not a huge fan of the idea.

[Wade]: Mind helping me out for a bit?

She lets out an uncharacteristic sigh and proceeds to remove your suit’s limiters. You feel a massive weight lifted off of your shoulders as your armor plates shift and hiss. Your body feels incredibly light!

You don't know if it's due to the sweltering heat, but you feel invincible!

A wicked cackle escapes your lips for reasons unclear to you.

As the horde approaches, you gently toss your blade into the air and crouch down low. The Heir tilts his head, clearly confused by your inconceivable action.

And in an instant, you launch yourself into the air and snatch your blade, while spinning towards a cultist. He attempts to defend with his halberd, but your blinding speed overwhelms him, as your blade slices through his weapon with ease.

He tries to disengage out of fear of injury, and you notice that one of his allies is swinging at you from the side. So in order to avoid it, you swing your sword backwards, digging it into the ground in the process. And with your newly acquired inhuman speed, you flip backwards while delivering a swift kick to the chin of your assailant. And in the process, you manage to avoid being hit by the cultist that approached you from the side.

You snatch your sword out of the ground, and leap into the air while spinning once more. But this time, your blade is unable to cut through your opponent’s weapon.

You clash against him with one of your feet firmly planted alongside the pole of his spear. And as you glance over at his spearhead, you catch a glimpse your terrifying visage.

You suit has opening up its armor plates in order to vent the heat that’s been rapidly building up. This has caused your armor to glow red and emit steam from your body. Your horns are now glowing orange due to the massive mount of processing power, and your fanged jaw is slightly ajar in order to improve the venting process. These guys must see you as some sort of demon right now!

You roar loudly and grab the back of the cultist’s head, before delivering a crushing knee strike to his face, breaking his mask in the process. And as he falls, you see The Heir running past you with his sword drawn. It appears to vibrate menacingly, and you begin to wonder if its due to some sort of advanced modification.

Well whatever it is, you can’t let this spoiled brat show you up!

(Cont.)

>Slide and flip through the enemy’s ranks, while delivering brutal slashes(Non-lethal).
>Allow them to gather around you, so you can incapacitate them with a devastating circular slash!
>Swipe the Heir’s sword from him and go on a dual wielding frenzy!
>Vent the steam from your back, while you carve through the horde of cultists!
>Focus all of your power into a single strike, and slam your unbreakable sword into the ground!
>Write-in.

>>4026062
>Focus all of your power into a single strike, and slam your unbreakable sword into the ground!

>>4026062
>>Vent the steam from your back, while you carve through the horde of cultists!

>>4026072
I pick this one

>>4026072
>>4026995
Writing...

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You place the base of your sword between your middle and ring finger, while diverting your suit’s core power to your arms.

As you wind up for the swing and tighten your grip on the sword’s hilt, Trixy expresses concern for your actions.

[Trixy]: That is a rather peculiar way to wield a weapon.

[Wade]: Holding it like this is the best way to extend its range.

[Trixy]: Then I shall make sure that you do not break your fragile human bones in the process.

Several of the cultists attempt to charge at you will you wind up the attack, but they’re far too late to stop you now!

In an instant, your sword and right arm become a steam-trailed blur of motion. And as soon as your blade reaches the ground, the thick veil of fog parts due to the sheer wind pressure of your attack.

In a flash, the ground explodes from the force of your blow, sending a powerful shockwave traveling towards your opponents. Some are tossed through the air, and others are knocked aside, but none in your path are left standing once you sheathe your sword.

The Heir seems impressed by your strength, but you can tell that he’s overcome with a more complicated emotion.

He takes a moment to stare at the vibrating blade in his hands, before shaking his head and tossing it to the ground.

And then, without hesitation, he brandishes a blaster and opens fire on the cultists that were remaining without missing a single shot.

With a sharp hiss, your armor plates close up and the venting process comes to an end. That was a crazy fighting style that you’ve discovered! But you can probably only pull it off with the use of your suit.

[Wade]: Not bad for a spoiled brat…

You look around to notice that The Heir seems to have disappeared without a trace and without a parting message. You wonder if you’ll be encountering him in the future.

-----

Now, your watch should be recharged shortly, and you’ve got a big ol’ alien tick to squash.

As you approach the pale behemoth, you notice that throbbing veins have begun to pop up on his shell. You have no idea what they’re meant to do, but you know that it can’t be anything good.

So, what alien will you be using for this dilemma?

>Actually, you’ll be trying to negotiate with this world-eater.(Write-in.)
>Transform into an alien.(Which one?)
>Call the magic users over and use your combined strength to create an ever expanding mana construct within the Great One’s body.
>Have Malware and Ship perform a bombing run on the tick.
>Write-in.

Aliens Unlocked:
https://pastebin.com/JVq4NM2t

Skills, Stats and Inventory:
https://pastebin.com/iEYrGZS1

Quicklist:
>Big Chill
>Diamondhead
>Zipmunk
>Bloodrush
>XLR8
>Fourcast
>Thriller Whale
>Knuckle Duster
>Hack N’ Slash
>Snapdragon

>>4027287
>>Transform into an alien.(Which one?)
Gravalanche. Charmy said to use a Arubian but we don't have one. Those things are good at rolling, and so is Gravalanche.

>>4027287
>>>Transform into an alien.(Which one?)
Storm Drain. Let's make this into a kaiju battle!

>>4027287
supporting >>4027416

>>4027416
>>4027956
Writing...

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You open up your Omnitrix’s faceplate and browse through your alien roster, before stopping on Storm Drain’s icon.

Then, you take a deep breath and raise your hand high into the air as the Omnitrix’s core pops out.

[Wade]: It’s showtime!

You slam your hand down upon the Omnitrix’s core, causing a bright flash of violet light to envelop your body. Your skin becomes covered in a blanket of black flesh, devoid of light and absent of color. Your eyes become hollow, and your fingers become sharpened to fine points.

Your body feels dry. Almost as if you’d become a brittle sponge that was devoid of moisture.

However, the thick fog that surrounds you should provide all of the moisture that you need.

With a single deep breath, your body grows exponentially, until you’re at least 10 times larger than you originally were!

You’ve become Storm Drain!

As you stare down the massive alien tick, he doesn't seem to flinch when approached by a gargantuan creature such as yourself. Does he not think that you're worth acknowledging?

What do you do?

>Grab onto the Great One and forcefully pull him out of the ground, before tossing him high into the air!
>Absorb the moisture from his shell. You might be able to crack it with your colossal strength.
>Jump into his mouth and increase your size while inside.
>Fire a beam of plasma into his open mouth.
>Continue growing larger, until you’re able to crush the Great One between your massive arms!
>Kick him with your full strength. Even if you can't crack his shell, you can still rattle his brain a bit.
>Write-in.

>>4028113
>>Absorb the moisture from his shell. You might be able to crack it with your colossal strength.
>Continue growing larger, until you’re able to crush the Great One between your massive arms!

>>4028113
>Absorb the moisture from his shell. You might be able to crack it with your colossal strength.

>>4028113
>Fire a beam of plasma into his open mouth.
We could recreate the godzilla vs MUTO scene

>>4028128
>>4028135
Taking these. Roll 1d100, bo3!

Rolled 74 (1d100)

>>4029081

Rolled 8 (1d100)

>>4029081

Rolled 11 (1d100)

>>4029081

>>4029099
>>4029101
>>4029104
Writing...

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>74

You grab hold of his bulbous body and absorb the moisture from his scales, so as to increase your own size while weakening him.

His shell appears to be drying out and growing brittle, which means your plan must be working!

At some point, you can feel him biting as your flesh and grinding away at it, but you can’t afford to lose focus now.

Once you’ve grown large enough to fit him in between your massive arms, you squeeze as hard as you can, so as to crush the creature with brute force alone!

After about a minute of exerting pressure and enduring the pain in your muscles and your right rib, you hear an audible crack.

You continue exerting pressure, until you see a hairline fracture spreading across the surface of his shell. Pale blue puss begins to ooze out of his body as you continue to squeeze it, but you don’t bother absorbing it out of sheer disgust.

Eventually, you actually manage to crush his shell completely, causing the Great One to stop moving entirely.

You drop the disgusting and disfigured creature to the ground, causing the earth beneath him to crack and crumble from his weight.

But now that you think of it, he seemed a little bit heavy.

[Wade]: I think it’s over…

Your deep bellowing voice echoes throughout the land, scaring even you. That was the first time that you’d ever tried to talk as Storm Drain, and it might just be the last if he’s gonna sound like some abyssal demon all of the time.

[Trixy]: Not yet. I still detect life signs from the creature. However, it would seem that its genetic structure is somehow...changing.

Just then, the cracked pieces of the Great One’s shell begin to shift around. You back away slowly in order to avoid a sneak attack, but even you were unprepared for a goddamn laser beam being shot from the slimy corpse of the creature you had just crushed!

Suddenly, a beautiful insectoid, resembling a moth, emerges from the wreckage. It seems very healthy, and with each beat of its wings, it spreads it scales swirling around the thickening fog.

[Wade]: Oh, come on! A second form?! Really?

The creature lets out a rather loud chittering sound, almost as if he was taunting you somehow.

What do you do?

>Hit him with a laser beam of your own!
>Grow larger and to catch him between your massive hands.
>Grab a fairly sharp piece of his molted shell and toss it at him.
>Try to hit him with a thunderclap! It works for The Hulk.
>Switch to another alien. (Which one?)
>Write-in.

Aliens Unlocked:
https://pastebin.com/JVq4NM2t

Quicklist:
>Big Chill
>Diamondhead
>Zipmunk
>Bloodrush
>XLR8
>Fourcast
>Thriller Whale
>Knuckle Duster
>Hack N’ Slash
>Snapdragon

>>4029168
>>Hit him with a laser beam of your own!

>>4029168
>Grab a fairly sharp piece of his molted shell and toss it at him.

>>4029168
>Hit him with a laser beam of your own!

>>4029202
>>4029269
Time for a Clash of Titans! Roll 1d100, bo3!

Rolled 68 (1d100)

>>4029271

Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>4029271

Rolled (1d00)

>>4029271

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>4029271

>>4029453
>>4029585
>>4029648
Writing...

>86

As the Great One spreads its magnificent wings, you see arcs of energy crackling, pulsating and reverberating along it thin membrane. And in a single powerful wingbeat, it sends a torrent of plasma towards you with great force.

But before it can hit you, you manage to counter the attack with a plasma beam of your own.

Your ebony flesh parts along the middle of your face, and your minimal facial features slide around to the back of your head, revealing a golden beam of light in its place.

You have no idea how this works, but you don’t have any problems with it so long as it works for you.

Both your beam and the Great One’s push each other back and forth, almost as if they were fighting for dominance. It may look a little bit cute now, but it’s much more powerful than it was before.

You find yourself being pushed back by the massive attack. So much so that the heels of your feet appear to be causing quite a bit of collateral damage. You notice a group of cultists fleeing the scene due to the treacherous terrain and hazardous conditions.

This is tougher than you thought. Looks like you’re gonna have to dig deep here.

In one last desperate push, you put every fiber of your being into your beam. You feel the excess weight of your colossal body melting away with each passing second. If this doesn’t work, then you just might lose this one…

However, even though you continue to shrink, your plasma beam grows in size and power! It probably looks incredible to any spectator, but it feels like you’re throwing up from your whole face.

And despite being on your last leg, your golden beam of light completely overwhelms the Great One in a brilliant, blinding flash! It utters one last screeching cry, before being disintegrated by your powerful attack.

You fall to your knees, completely spent from having exhausted your moisture reserves in order to strengthen the beam. The dull chirping sound of your Omnitrix timing out fills your ears, before engulfing you in a burst of golden light.

Once you return to your human form, you slowly rise to your feet and walk over to the fried husk of the Great One. Well...at least he used to be great.

Now he’s just a big ol’ dead bug. Still twitching, but that’s what dead bugs do.

[Trixy]: I do not understand why you were so bothered by the creature’s metamorphosis. Do you not possess many forms?

[Wade]: I’m more or less bothered by the thought of a boss having more than one health bar. You wouldn’t get it.

Upon replying to your A.I., you find that your breathing is a bit ragged. That fight must’ve taken more out of you than you thought.

[Trixy]: I do believe that the two of you are rather similar, then. Once you peel away your armor, there is a human male inside of it.

You remain silent for a few seconds, before breaking into uproarious laughter. You’re really not used to Trixy making jokes, which makes you pretty weak to them.

(Cont.)

However, the sound of an aircraft flying overhead breaks you out of your laughing fit.

It would appear that the Plumbers have arrived...and so have the news choppers...and the US military…

Uh-Oh…

You race towards you friends, who seem to be startled by the shocking development. Thankfully, it looks like everyone is still alive.

What do you do?

>Tell the others to leave for now. You’ll deal with the PR backlash.
>Tell the other to stay calm and disguise themselves so the cameramen won’t be able to ID them.
>Running won’t solve anything. You and your team need to address the public and explain what happened here.
>Bail out with the others! Being caught here probably won't end well for you.
>Have Princess Coco stay to explain the situation.
>Write-in.

>>4029764
>>Tell the others to leave for now. You’ll deal with the PR backlash.
>Have Princess Coco stay to explain the situation.

>>4029764
>Running won’t solve anything. You and your team need to address the public and explain what happened here.

>>4029764
>Tell the others to leave for now. You’ll deal with the PR backlash.

>>4029770
>>4030299
Combining and writing...

Forgot to post the writing prompt earlier

It takes you a little while to traverse the treacherous landscape that was caused by the Great One’s attack. And not to mention the alien bodies and weapons that litter the field.

Once you link up with your team, they immediately express their relief upon seeing you, as well as their anxiety regarding the situation.

[Phil]: You alright, son?

Phil grabs you by the shoulders and inspects you for any grievous wounds.

Meanwhile, Princess Coco approaches the two of you with her personal guard in tow. They’ve got some cuts and bruises, but they seem relatively unharmed. Dexstarr is still leading the pack, although Vespa has been moved closer to the front. She must’ve proved herself on the battlefield today.

[Coco]: Of course he is! I’d expect no less from my champion!

She ruffles her white scruff while swooning over your heroic figure, but you try not to pay her any mind. And you don’t ever remember agreeing to be her champion.

[Wade]: I’m fine, but you guys need to get out of here.

Julie, Carol and Kevin seem like they want to argue, but they simply cannot bring themselves to do so. After all, they’re probably the most normal people on this team. They all lead normal lives, while assisting you every now and again during times of crisis. Letting their identities get exposed now would most likely ruin their lives.

[Julie]: Be careful, okay?

[Carol]: Yeah, let us know if you need anything.

Julie and Carol board Ship with remorseful expressions, while Kevin lingers a little bit longer.

[Kevin]: You were right. I should’ve invested in a mask.

You give him a light jab to the shoulder, causing him to cheer up a bit.

[Wade]: Nah. I think it fits your street level vibe.

Kevin smiles and returns your jab. An action that bruises his knuckles a bit.

[Kevin]: See ya around, Wakeman. Say hi to your folks for me.

[Wade]: You do the same, bud.

You wave at Kevin as he boards Ship, but your attention is suddenly pulled away by Charmy tapping you on your shoulder.

[Charmy]: Hey, is it cool if I head out? Got some business to take care of back home.

[Wade]: That’s fine. Thanks for answering the call.

You offer your hand to her, but then you notice that her fist is curled up in order to offer you a fist bump as an alternative.

[Charmy]: Hey, we’ve gotta have each other’s backs out here. Til’ next time, partner.

You bump fists and watch as she takes a couple steps back and opens up a portal to her dimension with her wrist mounted slingshot device. With one last wink in your direction, she disappears into the pale blue, swirling portal, before it quickly closes behind her.

(Cont.)

[Phil]: So, am I ever gonna find out who that is?

You turn to see Phil standing behind you with his hands on his hips and a confused expression on his face. And standing beside him is Olivia and Red. Both of them seem very nervous about this whole situation.

[Wade]: Eventually. Do you guys think you can make sure that Red gets home safe?

Olivia firmly nods, while Red’s eyes widen at the thought of being cast aside.

[Red]: Are you in trouble or something? Because if you are, I can help!

What do you do?

>”You did good work today, but you can’t afford to be caught out here with all of these news choppers buzzing around.”
>Toss him a slingshot device. “Hang on to that for me. I’ll be in touch.”
>”This is my problem, so I’ll be the one to take care of it. Trust me, it’s better this way.”
>Tussle his hair a bit. “You’re a good kid, and a decent hero. But I’m gonna need you to listen to me and let these guys take you home.”
>Write-in.

>>4030617
>>”You did good work today, but you can’t afford to be caught out here with all of these news choppers buzzing around.”
>”This is my problem, so I’ll be the one to take care of it. Trust me, it’s better this way.”
>"Might not make sense now, but you passed by the way."

>>4030617
>”You did good work today, but you can’t afford to be caught out here with all of these news choppers buzzing around.”
>Toss him a slingshot device. “Hang on to that for me. I’ll be in touch.”
>Tussle his hair a bit. “You’re a good kid, and a decent hero. But I’m gonna need you to listen to me and let these guys take you home.”

>>4030617
>”This is my problem, so I’ll be the one to take care of it. Trust me, it’s better this way.”

[Wade]: You did good work today, but you can't afford to be caught out here with all of these news choppers buzzing around.

He looks like he wants to argue, but he just grits his teeth and averts his gaze.

[Olivia]: You don't have to do this alone, you know. Whatever happens from here on out, we've got your back.

[Red]: Yeah, what she said!

[Wade]: This is my problem, so I'll be the one to take care of it.

Before Olivia and Red can reply, Kirby approaches them from behind and places his hands on their shoulders.

[Kirby]: He's right, kids. We've gotta split before this gets even more hairy.

Phil nods to Kirby, who seems to approve of his decision.

[Wade]: Trust me, it's better this way.

Alan, Kirby, Olivia and Phil proceed to board Ship after giving you one last look. However, Red appears to be feeling a bit dejected.

You kneel down and affectionately tussle his hair a bit.

[Wade]: You're a good kid, and a decent hero. But I'm gonna need you to listen to me and let these guys take you home.

[Red]: Yes, sir…

He hesitated for a moment there, but his eyes are now filled with determination.

[Wade]: Good.

You rise to your feet, step away from the boy and fish a slingshot device out of your storage compartment.

You toss the device towards Red, who barely manages to catch it due to shock.

[Wade]: Hang onto that for me. I'll be in touch.

He examines the device and glides a finger along its smooth, seamless exterior.

[Red]: What is it?

[Wade]: Don't worry about it. And by the way, this might not make sense now, but you passed.

You give him a quick thumbs up, which confuses him even more. But before he can retort, Kirby scoops him up and carries him to the Ship.

You take one last look at your team as the loading platform slowly closes. The only ones left are you, Princess Coco and her royal guards.

[Coco]: I shall stay to assist you with the diplomatic exchange.

[Wade]: Thanks. I could use all the help I can get.

Tensions are high when the US Military meets with the Plumbers and State Police. Each side either has their guns drawn, or is very close to doing so. The reporters, on the other hand, are trying to gather as much information as they can before they're kicked out of the area.

You notice that some of the soldiers are keeping a close eye on you, Coco and her guards. The last thing you need is conflict with your country's government.

Alright, how are you gonna handle this?

>See if you can get the reporters to leave, or at least get them kicked out. You'll deal with them when the time is right.
>Allow Coco to speak with the reporters while you smooth things over with the authorities.
>Try to convince the State Police to leave. Their presence will only complicate matters even more.
>Try to convince the others to leave this operation to the Plumbers. Even though the event took place on Earth, aliens are their jurisdiction.
>Gain the attention of every party present, and explain the situation with Princess Coco.
>Write-in.

>>4032258
>Gain the attention of every party present, and explain the situation with Princess Coco.

>>4032258
>Gain the attention of every party present, and explain the situation with Princess Coco.

>>4032594
>>4032865
Taking these two. Almost done with the update...

Amidst the arguing and conflict, you and Coco silently nod to one another, before climbing atop a fallen starship and loudly clearing your throat.

[Wade]: Excuse me. Can I have your attention, please?

Everyone turns to you and stops bickering for a moment, but you can tell that the humans amongst the group are skeptical.

[Wade]: I know how messy this looks, and I know you must have alot of questions right now, but me and my friend here are willing to explain everything.

Coco takes a moment to clear her throat and fluff her scruff, before retelling the events that led up to this moment.

She told them everything. The suffering of her people, the errors of her ancestors and the unstoppable rampage of the Great One and his followers. Everyone stays silent during the explanation, but you can tell that this information is going over the State Trooper’s heads.

[Coco]: And that is why I enlisted the help of this brave hero to put a stop to their genocidal rampage.

One of the Plumbers steps forward, a robot with a single red eye and dull, yellow armor plating.

[Skud]: From what I’ve heard, you were assisting these criminals, were you not?

Coco’s eyes widen, as she realizes that she overindulged her audience. She tightly grips her dress and bites her lip as the thought of being tried in a court of law plagues her conscience. Her guards move to surround her in order to provide a sense of security.

[Wade]: Hey, give her a break. Her entire species was being threatened.

One of the soldiers swaggers towards the Plumbers with a few of his friends in tow.

[Grunt]: And where were you “Space Cops” during all of this, huh? Aren’t you supposed to handle shit like this on a daily basis?

Skud turns his head in an unnatural manner, while the rest of his body follows shortly afterwards.

[Skud]: Are you aware of the fact that you still struggle to defend a single country on a single planet? Are you even capable of fathoming how difficult it is to police an entire galaxy?

The Plumbers and soldiers argue back and forth for a while, before the State Troopers intervene to bring up a pressing matter.

[Bud]: Aren’t we forgetting that we still have no idea who this “X” individual was working with? We saw all your buddies turning tail and running off in that spacecraft earlier.

According to the large belt buckle that he’s constantly readjusting, the man known as “Bud” is making a series of inquiries that could paint you in a bad light. And once again, their focus is back on you.

Your mask hides that fact that you‘re narrowing your eyes at them, but they can probably sense your frustration in your body language. After all, you’re not doing much to hide it.

[Wade]: Without my “buddies” you probably wouldn’t have much of a planet left to defend.

(Cont.)

They can disrespect you all they want, but you’ll never let them get away with disrespecting the rest of Team Wakeman. And why the hell aren’t the Plumbers saying anything to defend you. All they’ve been doing is making excuses for themselves. You may not be an officer, but you’re a goddamn Deputized Agent!

It is at this point that one of the reporters makes their move on you. And surprisingly, it’s Darcy Drew holding the microphone! How’d she get here so fast?

[Darcy]: Speaking of planets, we’d all like to know how you came into possession of our lovely blue planet. What do you intend to do with it?

Everyone becomes silent as they wait for your response. How do you address them?

>”It was the only way to put a stop to the Incursian invasion”
>”It’s a title that only matters in terms of Galactic trade and real estate. Nothing to worry about, really.”
>”I never intended to use the position to interfere with the chain of command or branches of government. This changes nothing.”
>”I’ll be glad to address your questions in a one-on-one interview at a later date, Mrs. Drew.”
>”If it makes you guys happy, I’ll tear up the stupid certifricate.”
>”Owning Earth actually makes it much easier to protect you guys from intergalactic threats. There’s alot of shady people interested in our little rock.”
>Write-in.

>>4033940
>>”It was the only way to put a stop to the Incursian invasion without further casualties.”
>"I don't plan to do much with it, besides the fact when intergalactic threats that show up it'll give some more backing behind warnings and claims."

>>4033940
>”It was the only way to put a stop to the Incursian invasion without further casualties.”
>“I’ve no intention to interfering with chains of command or government. The world will keep spinning and no one’s life will change.”
> “Besides, consider the alternatives, #1 I relinquish ownership of earth entirely, and No one owns earth! Yay! (Point to a plumber) Space cop, What’s most likely going to happen? ... So, intergalactic criminals and earth has no intergalactic recourse against them? Bummer! #2 I sign ownership to one of the world government, that would probably start world war 3 or 4 which one would we be on now? Moving on. #3 Imagine a Hyperspace bypass is being constructed in this sector of the galaxy, and Earth needs to be destroyed to make it happen, so you really trust the world governments to deal with that effectively, or would you rather I hop over to the planning office in Alpha Centauri and deal with it? Speaking of which I might need to check a few things.”

>>4034237
Supporting

>>4034237
>>4035672
>>4033974
In the process of writing and combining these votes. Almost done with them...

[Wade]: It was the only way to put a stop to the Incursian invasion without further casualties.

You notice that the expressions of the humans present have begun to change upon hearing you mention the infamous invasion. If it weren’t for your efforts in promoting extraterrestrial relations, the world would most likely be a very different place.

[Wade]: I don’t plan to do much with it, aside from when intergalactic threats show up. Then, it’ll give us some level of credibility and protection when some tries to cause trouble.

[Grunt]: Well that may be, but-

You continue speaking to prevent them from jumping to conclusions.

[Wade]: I’ve got no intention of interfering with the chain of command or government policies. The world will keep spinning and no one’s life will change.

[Bud]: But what about the-

They appear to be getting agitated and impatient, but you’re on a roll!

[Wade]: Besides, consider the alternatives. #1, I relinquish ownership of the Earth and no one earns it! Hooray!

You sarcastically throw your hands into the air in mock celebration, before pointing to Skud.

[Wade]: Space cop, what’s likely to happen then?

Skud crosses his arms and taps the side of his face for a moment.

[Skud]: I suppose that the Earth would be even more vulnerable than it is currently. Without the protection of a Deputized Agent and a Plumber base located on the planet, response time will be increased significantly.

Finally, some support!

[Wade]: ...So you’re saying that the Earth would be susceptible to attacks from intergalactic criminals, and we’d be left without intergalactic recourse? Bummer! But I guess that’s the risk you run as an independent planet.

There are murmurs amongst them, but for the most part they are silent. Looks like your little speech is working.

[Wade]: #2, I sign ownership of the Earth over to one of the world’s governments, which would probably start World War 3 or 4. Which one are we on, again?

One of the soldiers begins counting his fingers while whispering to himself, but a stern glare from his commanding officer keeps him in check.

[Wade]: Moving on. #3, Imagine a Hyperspace Bypass is being constructed in this sector of the galaxy, and Earth needs to be destroyed to make it happen. Do you really trust the world’s governments to deal with that effectively, or would you rather I hop on over to the planning office in Alpha Centauri and deal with it? Speaking of which, I might need to check a few things.

Now you’ve really got them scared! The looks on their faces is priceless.

[Grunt]: Now hold on. Wouldn’t your “Galactic Council” prevent any of that from happening if there were still living creatures on our planet? There’s gotta be some law against that, right?

(Cont.)

One of the soldiers attempts to win everyone over with his speech, but once again the Plumbers come to your rescue.

[Skud]: Actually, it is not completely impossible. Life in the Solar System is fairly minimal, and with enough support, the sentient creatures of Earth can be relocated. Forcefully, if necessary.

The grunt’s plan seems to have hurt him instead. You can see the panic setting in.

[Grunt]: But...that’s not fair!

[Darcy]: Kinda like cutting down a rain-forest to make way for a casino?

Skud nods silently, and the color drains from the soldier’s face all at once. It would seem that State Troopers have realized that they’re in over their heads.

[Bud]: Well, you fellas seem to have things under control. I trust I can leave the cleanup job to you?

The Plumbers nod firmly and sheathe their weapons to show that they mean no harm.

[Bud]: Good. Let’s go, boys!

You all watch as the State Troopers evacuate the area, bringing the news reporters with them. But before they get kicked out, they make sure to collect some decent footage for later use.

Thankfully, you managed to give a good statement to Darcy before she left. Now it’s up to her to put a good spin on it. At least, you hope she will.

As the Plumbers make preparations to clean the field and arrest the cultists, Skud turns around to address the disgruntled soldiers.

[Skud]: If you do not intend to help, then you are all free to leave.

They angrily grumble at the insensitive robot, but they offer their assistance regardless of their feelings on the matter. It would appear that they don’t intend to be shown up by aliens.

-----------

You and Coco retreat from the immediate area and watch as the Plumbers and soldiers do their part. She stares off into the distance with a wistful expression, making her guards rather concerned.

[Coco]: I cannot thank you enough for what you have done here today. I will see to it that my successor rewards you handsomely.

[Wade]: Wait, did you just say successor?

She removes her crown and traces the engraving with her finely-filed claws.

[Coco]: My ancestors should not be forgiven for the part that they have played in the Great One’s plan, and I am no different. If am to live with myself, I must first yearn for repentance and seek redemption.

She falls silent, before placing the crown in Dexstarr’s small hands.

[Coco]: I am turning myself in. One such as myself is not worthy of wearing the crown. And my family cannot be allowed to be absolved of their sins. If nothing is done, then we will only continue to make mistakes in the future. One day, I will become someone that is worthy of wearing this crown...

The princess is on the verge of tears, and her retainers seem to be at a loss for words. She looks so fragile. Almost as if she would break from the slightest touch.

(Cont.)

What do you say?

>”You’re much braver than I thought you’d be. Are you sure you want to do this?”
>”Your people need you now more than ever. And if your planet is in such terrible shape, then you should be the one to guide them to greatness.”
>”I’ll do what I can to decrease your sentence and convict your family for their crimes. I wish you the best of luck on your path to redemption.”
>”That’s not necessary. You just need good advisors. People that’ll keep you on the right path.”
>”If you really want to make things right, then I think you should do what you can to help the Great One’s victims.”
>Write-in.

>>4035707
>”If you really want to make things right, then I think you should do what you can to help the Great One’s victims.”

>>4035707
>”If you really want to make things right, then I think you should do what you can to help the Great One’s victims.”

>>4035707
>>”Your people need you now more than ever. And if your planet is in such terrible shape, then you should be the one to guide them to greatness.”
>”If you really want to make things right, then I think you should do what you can to help the Great One’s victims.”

>>4035732
>>4035769
>>4035779
Writing...

[Wade]: If you really want to make things right, then I think you should do what you can to help the Great One’s victims.

She rubs her almond shaped eyes in a rather cute manner and stares up at you with a conflicted expression.

[Coco]: B-but, I am not worthy of facing them! How could they ever accept the help of someone that destroyed their only home?

You kneel down and affectionately pat her fuzzy head.

[Wade]: It’s okay to be scared.

Her eyes grow wide, and you see her cheeks turning red.

[Coco]: S-scared?! I fear nothing!

Despite her acting tough, she does not stop you from patting her head. Being from royal descent, she must not be used to showing weakness around others.

[Wade]: Owning up to your mistakes is one thing, but I’m gonna need you to use that bravery to face the people that suffered due to your mistakes. It won’t be easy, and they probably won’t thank you for your efforts, but it’s the right thing to do.

She averts her gaze and tightly clenches her fists.

[Wade]: And from what I’ve seen today, I believe that you’ll do the right thing here.

Before she can respond, a strong gust of wind interrupts your touching moment, and what looks to be a spacecraft lands nearby in the open field.

To your surprise, the three criminals that attacked you earlier emerge from the ship, along with two more Raskadarians.

Coco wavers before the victims of the Great One, but you give her a little push to help her move forward. Literally.

The princess clears her throat, fluffs her scruff and regains her composure as she walks towards them. Their gaze seems almost predatory with the way they follow her every move.

Coco’s personal guards attempt to follow he, but their charge is halted by their princess raising a single hand in protest. With bravery and respect for her victims, she greets the alien criminals alone and unarmed.

[Coco]: I know that you have no reason to forgive me, and if you wish to take my head, I would not protest.

A snarl can be heard from the ape that’s been fitted with chromeware.

[Coco]: However, if you and your people are looking for a place to live, then I will use all of my resources to find a suitable planet for those of you remaining. I swear by the Mother Root.

She places her hand on her chest and bows deeply before them.

At first, you think that they might just tear her to pieces in order to exact their revenge. However, you’re surprised to see the augmented ape offering a hand to the princess!

Coco’s face, once wet with tears, is now shining as brightly as her prospective future.

[Coco]: We have much to discuss. Come along, now.

She leads the three of them to the ship and signals for her personal guards to follow them.

Your students turn to face you and give you a deep, respectful bow before leaving. You’re sure that they’ll grow to be exceptional warriors.

...Hopefully.

But as you turn to walk away, a familiar voice beckons to you.

[Coco]: Wait!

(Cont.)

Princess Coco runs towards you while holding up her dress to avoid tripping. And as soon as she gets close you, she crooks her finger in order to draw you closer.

You kneel down once more, expecting to receive a hug. But instead, the princess firmly plants a kiss on your forehead, sending a spark of electricity through your mask and causing your HUD to freak out for a moment.

[Coco]: You know, your human form is not bad either.

She flashes a warm smile at you, before turning to run back towards the ship. You watch as the shuttle lifts into the air and shoots off behind the clouds.

[Trixy]: Wade, I have detected a newly added comlink address in my databank. It is a direct line to the Raskadarian princess.

Did she just give you her number? You guess it wouldn’t hurt to have friends in high places.

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On your way home, you contemplate your next course of action. There’s still some time left in the day, so you’ve got a few options.

What do you do?

>Go home and check on K8-E and the kids. That broadcast must’ve spooked them. Plus, you might need to lay low for a little while.
>Follow up on the search for Vilgax. Having that maniac loose in your city can’t be a good thing.
>Travel to the Nexus. You can tell Ben 10k about your mission, and possibly fit some training in on the side.
>Go on patrol to clear your head.
>Visit someone in prison. (D’Traxus/Animo/Mother?)
>Pay Azmuth a visit. You’ve got alot of questions for him.
>Check your social media feed to see how everyone's been reacting to the news of you owning the planet.
>Write-in.

>>4036058
>>Go home and check on K8-E and the kids. That broadcast must’ve spooked them. Plus, you might need to lay low for a little while.
>Follow up on the search for Vilgax on the web. Having that maniac loose in your city can’t be a good thing.
>Visit someone in prison. (D’Traxus/Animo/Mother?)
Set up an appointment with Animo.
>Check your social media feed to see how everyone's been reacting to the news of you owning the planet.

>>4036058
>Follow up on the search for Vilgax. Having that maniac loose in your city can’t be a good thing.

>>4036069
This

>>4036058
>Visit someone in prison. (Animo)
>Check your social media feed to see how everyone's been reacting to the news of you owning the planet.
>Go home and check on K8-E and the kids. That broadcast must’ve spooked them. Plus, you might need to lay low for a little while.

First and foremost, you should go home to check on K8-E and the kids. That broadcast must’ve had her worried. And it wouldn’t hurt to lay low for a little while until all of this blows over.

But before you get there, you should check up on a few things. Namely, the big green squid that’s been running loose through Bellwood.

You don’t have the time to go after him right this second, but you can check to see whether anyone’s spotted him.

And from the looks of these sightings accounts, you can confirm that he hasn’t been caught yet. Anyone that’s encountered him has either run away, or has been beaten to a pulp in an effort to bring him in for questioning. All of these pictures of him are super dark and unfocused too. Maybe you’ll get a visit from the Saturdays if they think he’s a cryptid.

Hiring Pyth0n to help you look for him might not be a bad idea. But you can't help but wonder what's going through his mind right now. For a ruthless warlord, he's acting rather strangely.

---

You jump from rooftop to rooftop while interfacing with your helmet’s HUD through the use of mental commands.

[Wade]: Trixy, can you schedule an appointment to visit Dr. Animo in prison? I’d like to check on his progress.

[Trixy]: Certainly. There is an opening two days from now at 4pm.

You’ve been neglecting the doc since things got so busy in Bellwood, and the guilt is eating at you a bit. But now that you’ve made the appointment, you can commit to it!

And since you’re already on the phone, now might be a good time to check your social media feed. You’re curious about how the world’s been reacting to Coco’s big reveal. Initially, you were a bit upset, but you can’t blame her for not knowing how things worked around here.

You browse through your feed, and the majority of it consists of freshly baked memes. Hell, some people are even rejoicing at the fact that their favorite hero is so driven to faithfully protect them. But unsurprisingly, there are quite a few people that have had a negative reaction to the reveal.

A mixture of anger, fear, and feelings of indignation permeate the angrily typed statuses and hateful blog posts. Your popularity is at an all-time low, it seems.

[Trixy]: So much hatred...I do not understand. Does one deserve to be hated even if they’ve done nothing wrong?

That’s a difficult question to answer. But this is probably an important part of Trixy’s growth. You feel like you should answer carefully.

>”Some people are never satisfied. But that shouldn’t stop you from trying to do the right thing.”
>”It’s not about being loved or hated. The job stays the same, either way.”
>”Even if someone doesn’t like you, it doesn’t mean you can’t change their minds later. People are fickle like that.
>”They’re not angry. Just scared. And people say and do stupid things when they’re scared.”
>”Once they’ve had time to process this information and look at the situation as a whole, I’m sure they’ll come around.”
>”I want to hear your opinion.”
>Write-in

>>4036450
>”Some people are never satisfied. But that shouldn’t stop you from trying to do the right thing.”

>>4036450
>"They don't know that I've done nothing wrong. Everyone is probably aware of what I said in my interview, possibly second hand, and many will feel a need to provide their input. Many of them probably don't follow my exploits closely, and even then there isn't too much information for the public to work with. My ownership of the planet seems to contradict the status quo that humans have worked with their entire lives, so it's not unnatural to view someone who challenges that as an enemy."
but I'm pretty sure that's projecting so I'll actually vote for:
>”Some people are never satisfied. But that shouldn’t stop you from trying to do the right thing.”
>”Once they’ve had time to process this information and look at the situation as a whole, I’m sure they’ll come around.”

>>4036450
>”Some people are never satisfied. But that shouldn’t stop you from trying to do the right thing.”
>”It’s not about being loved or hated. The job stays the same, either way.”
>”Even if someone doesn’t like you, it doesn’t mean you can’t change their minds later. People are fickle like that.

>>4036473
>>4036474
>>4036763
I appreciate the write-in anyway. Writing...

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You come to a screeching halt after leaping onto another rooftop, and you pop a squat on a nearby ledge overlooking the city streets.

[Wade]: Some people are never satisfied. But that shouldn’t stop you from trying to do the right thing.

[Trixy]: I am aware. It is just so vexing...

You can understand her frustration. Wendy had the same reaction a while back, and so did Olumar a few days ago. But right now, you’re very interested in how expressive Trixy is being for once.

You can’t help how people feel about you, but you do have a responsibility to maintain your image. Not for the sake of stroking your own ego, but for the sake of making your job easier. The more people trust you, the more cooperative they become.

[Wade]: Yeah, I know. It gets on my nerves every now and again. But it helps to remind yourself that it’s not about being loved or hated. Your priorities and responsibilities won’t change. And even if someone doesn't like you, it doesn’t mean you can’t change their minds later. People are fickle like that

She remains silent, most likely because she’s deep in thought. Either that or she’s talking to Z’Skayr again.

[Wade]: Once they’ve had time to process this information and look at the situation as a whole, I’m sure they’ll come around.

Although, that might just be you being optimistic. You have no idea how things will turn out from here on out. But you can’t tell Trixy that, even if she can determine your mood by your heartbeat.

[Trixy]: ...I understand. Thank you for your input on the matter.

You rise to your feet and continue on your journey back home.

[Wade]: Anytime, partner.

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The trip took a while longer because you neglected to use your motorcycle. Staying out of the public eye might be a good idea for the moment. The last thing you need right now is to be ambushed by the paparazzi.

Once you’ve made it into your neighborhood, you unequip your suit and walk the rest of the way. The block you live on has rather low rooftops, which makes it a bit difficult to sneak around. But the neighbors aren’t terribly nosey and the area is fairly quiet, which is a decent trade-off.

As soon as you arrive at your doorstep and turn insert your key, your front door swings wide open and you’re tackled to the ground by the Kineceleran kids.

It would seem that your kids were worried about you. They haven’t been this worried since you went to fight Aku. Even though that entire adventure only seemed like an hour to everyone else.

As you try to pry the little ankle-biters off of your body, you notice K8-E giggling at you in the doorway.

[Wade]: A little help here?

(Cont.)

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Once K8-E gets the kids off of you, the five of you sit down to watch TV together in the living room. It’s something that you honestly haven’t done in a long time, due to the nature of your job.

[ML-E]: Hey Wade, are you in trouble?

K8-E’s daughter proceeds to ask you a rather difficult question, as all kids do at some point in their lives.

[Wade]: No, probably not. We just have to wait for all of this to blow over.

K8-E cuddles up to you on the couch, while the kids sit on both sides of you and her. She must be getting pretty nervous too.

[N8]: My friend told me that they’re talking about you on channel 12.

N8 glances up from his phone for once to provide you with that bit of information. It must be Darcy’s report. She sure works fast.

Is it a good idea to watch the broadcast with everyone present?

>Flip to channel 12 to watch the broadcast. You wanna know what she’s saying about you.
>Enjoy a family friendly movie with your Kineceleran family instead.
>It might be a good idea to get out of the house. Maybe you can bring your family on a trip to the Nexus, or pay a visit to one of your teammates.(Nexus/Gwen’s dimension/Charmy’s dimension/China)
>Have K8-E and the kids help you to fix K8-E’s combat armor. A group activity should get everyone’s minds off of this.
>Go to the bathroom and watch the broadcast on your phone.
>Write-in.

>>4037160
>>Flip to channel 12 to watch the broadcast. You wanna know what she’s saying about you.
Then switch too
>Enjoy a family friendly movie with your Kineceleran family instead.

>>4037160
>Enjoy a family friendly movie with your Kineceleran family instead.

>>4037160
Lets be a good parent, looking at the news won't change the public opinion and will only get us feeling down.
>Enjoy a family friendly movie with your Kineceleran family instead.
Regarding
>Have K8-E and the kids help you to fix K8-E’s combat armor. A group activity should get everyone’s minds off of this.
We can leave this for later since we're gonna lay low for a couple of days anyway. It's also a good time to recharge our batteries and catch up on our more mundane obligations like finally introducong K8e our Parents or informing Red about the details of the multiverse assignment.

>>4037237
Since we're gonna lay low maybe we can help out in some of our team mates dimension tomorrow or something?

>>4037246
I imagine that depends on whether our teammates need any help tomorrow.

>>4037270
True, but it'd be a nice visit regardless.

>>4037170
>>4037175
>>4037237
Everyone seems to agree on the movie. Going with that. Writing...

You’d be lying if you said that you weren’t curious about what they’ve been saying about you. But now might not be the best time to check up on that report.

Ever since the city was attacked a few days back, you’ve been pretty absent from your family members lives.

No...even before that. You’ve been so wrapped up in this multiverse and time traveling business that you may have forgotten what’s really important.

Well, no longer! Tonight, you will relax and have wholesome bonding time with your family!

[Wade]: You guys wanna watch a movie?

The children agree with a resounding cheer, and you can feel K8-E’s grip loosening around your arm. There’s no need to make her even more nervous.

You browse through your cable provider’s selection of movies available for rent, while the kids argue over what to watch.

[ML-E]: I wanna watch “Witchbolt”!

If you’re correct, that’s the new movie about a group of wizards in a dieselpunk, mafia setting. They even use magic missiles instead of bullets. It sounds interesting from the summary.

[E-N]: Laaaame. Let’s watch “Siegwulf”!

ML-E crosses her arms in huff upon having her idea shot down. You kinda like her suggestion too.

[K8-E]: What’s that? Is it a war film?

[E-N]: Yup! It’s about a werewolf that’s thrown onto the front lines of an intense war, with cannons, swords and gatling guns bolted to his body!

E-N nearly falls off of the couch while dramatically explaining the flick’s setting. He’s always liked those over-the-top action movies. But with the tiny tots torn between what they wish to watch, you can only hope that N8 will save the day.

All of you turn to N8, who finally looks up from his phone to interact with the rest of the family.

[N8]: What about “Survivor’s Complex”? I heard it got good reviews.

So he really was paying attention. And the others seem to agree with his suggestion, so you don’t have any qualms.

You rent the film on your dedicated streaming service, heat up some popcorn and lean into your sofa as you wait for the movie to start.

------

In this film, there are people that are capable of influencing reality by conjuring up creations that were inspired by memory alone. And there are others that are capable of conjuring up creations based purely on their imagination. The latter of the two had eventually caused the inevitable collapse of their society, due to their ability to bring imaginary weapons and monsters into reality.

The resulting war had led to the majority of mankind being wiped out, while those remaining conjured large settlement towns with massive walls protecting them.

However, even this did not last, as the imaginary monsters that now populated the planet had caused the Earth’s population to dwindle even further.

Now, the remaining humans are forced to live Nomadic lifestyles, in constant fear of being hunted by imaginary beasts. One of these Nomads, Adam, is the main character. And traveling with him, are the conjured forms of his deceased family members, inspired by his memory alone. On his journey, Adam hopes to find a paradise for him and his family to live on.

The setting alone has you immediately invested, but the film has a surprising abundance of emotional scenes. There are a few times where Adam berates himself for forgetting things about his family, like his daughter’s favorite food, which affects the appetite of her conjured form, or the color of his son’s eyes, which causes them to change in almost every scene. Adam appears to be battling dementia, which threatens to consume his mind.

Along the way, they are constantly meeting figments of Adam’s imagination, fellow Nomads and bandits alike. But the worst of it comes in the form of the imaginary beasts.

Adam and his family are under constant threat of being hunted by these creatures, and their terrifying visage is clearly having an effect on the kids. They scream at each and every jump scare and thrilling encounter. And it doesn't hurt to have K8-E cuddled up to you during the scary scenes.

Thankfully, Adam is capable of conjuring both weapons and supplies whenever he needs them. So long as he has a sufficient knowledge of the subject, he is capable of creating them. Although, he does encounter a problem where he forgets the taste of one of his favorite foods, which makes it taste rather strange to him.

And his problems only increase when his daughter is mauled by a predator, leaving her horribly mangled. Adam attempts to fix her appearance, but the image of her mangled body is so shocking that it overpowers Adam’s previous memory, leaving her stuck like that for a while. She still gets around fine, but Adam can’t bring himself to look at her. This creates an interesting camera trick where she is always either just out of the frame or is unfocused in the scene.

Eventually, as Adam and his family near their destination, they are attacked by a beast so gargantuan and terrifying, that Adam is forced to sacrifice his family in order to escape.

They reappear next to him, a pale imitation of what they were previously, due to the mental strain that Adam suffered.

After a long and silent trek up a hill, Adam finally arrives at his utopia--the charred remains of his old home. By using his memory, he perfectly recreates his home. And upon going on a tour of the house, he successfully remembers everything about his family, which positively influences his conjured creation’s appearances and behavior.

(Cont.)

In one last emotional and heart-wrenching scene, Adam has dinner with his family one last time, before remembering the man he used to be, and using that knowledge to create a copy of himself. And while his conjured creations enjoy themselves in the dining room, Adam crawls to the living room and lets himself die peacefully, satisfied with the fact that his family's memory will continue to live on.

THE END

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Once the film is over, you and the others are left in tears by the tragic ending. But you aren’t sad or anything. You’re glad to have experienced this.

[Wade]: Hey N8...that was a good movie.

You wipe the tears from your eyes and try to look away as N8 does the same. You’ve literally never seen him cry before.

[N8]: Thanks. We should buy it on DVD when it comes out.

[K8-E]: No...we’re buying it on Blu-Ray…

As you and the other clean up the mess you made, you make sure that the kids have made it to their beds. You were a bit worried that ML-E and E-N would have trouble sleeping after seeing those monsters, but they seem to be very well adjusted when it comes to horror and gore.

As you and K8-E linger in the living room, the two of you take this opportunity to passionately embrace one another.

[K8-E]: Thanks for tonight. And not just tonight...for everything. I know how hard it is for you to do what you do and have a normal life with us.

>”A normal life with you guys is all I could ever want.”
>”You guys deserve it. I’ll do whatever I can to make sure that all of you are safe and comfortable.”
>”I know that I’ve been distracted lately. This is my way of trying to make it up to you.”
>”I’m fighting for everyone to have a fighting chance. A chance at a life like this.”
>”Our life is anything but normal. But I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
>”You know...it’s still early. And the kids are all asleep…” *Wink wink*
>Write-in.

I apologize for the late update. Knew this one was gonna be a doozy.

Can't believe you guys let me write another movie plot.

>>4037903
>”You guys deserve it. I’ll do whatever I can to make sure that all of you are safe and comfortable.”
>”You know...it’s still early. And the kids are all asleep…” *Wink wink*

>>4037903
>”A normal life with you guys is all I could ever want.”
>”I know that I’ve been distracted lately. This is my way of trying to make it up to you.”

>>4037903
>”You guys deserve it. I’ll do whatever I can to make sure that all of you are safe and comfortable.”
>”Our life is anything but normal. But I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

>>4037903

>”A normal life with you guys is all I could ever want.”
>”You know...it’s still early. And the kids are all asleep…” *Wink wink*

>>4037906
>>4038193
>>4038202
>>4038560
Writing...

[Wade]: A normal life with you guys is all I could ever want. I'll do whatever I can to make sure you guys are safe. You deserve it.

You gently stroke her arm and affectionately kiss her forehead.

[K8-E]: Oh please. I bet that you couldn't last a week without prancing around in that beetle suit.

She rubs a filed claw across your chest in a circular motion, and you're surprised by how pleasant it feels.

[Wade]: And who exactly was the one that told me my ass looked amazing in that suit?

You begin tickling your lover, eliciting a torrent of wicked laughter from her. The two of you proceed to silently wrestle one another, as your hushed screams fill the living room.

But one thing leads to another, and you end up on top of her, staring deeply into each other's eyes while panting heavily. Your faces are so close that you can feel her breath.

[Wade]: You know... it's still kinda early. And the kids are all asleep…

You wink suggestively at her, which evokes a snorting laugh that you've never heard from her before.

[K8-E]: You're unbelievable.

She playfully pushes you away, which promote you to continue tickling her.

[Wade]: And you're beautiful.

Both of you pause for a moment, before locking lips with a long repressed intensity. You feel hands all over--her tail wrapping around your waist, and the feeling of her smooth, velvety skin on your fingers as your hands roam beneath her shirt.

Next thing you know, you've lifted her light frame off of the couch, without breaking contact with her plush, jet black lips.

You carry her to the bedroom, while giggling and bumping into a few walls along the way.

And once you lower her body onto the mattress, your carnal desires take over, and your mind goes blank.

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When you wake up, you find that you and your alien lover have become entangled in your sleep. You try to stay as still as possible, taking in this moment and burning it within your memory. Her natural fragrance. The warmth of her body as the sun’s rays heat her helmet. Even the rhythm of her breath is enough to captivate you.

But it would seem that during the time you spent observing her, she had begun to wake from her slumber.

[K8-E]: ...Morning.

She nuzzles up to your chest in adorable manner. She almost reminds you of a cat, rather than a reptile.

[Wade]: Good morning.

You gingerly kiss her on the forehead and gently stroke her cheek as you stare out in the hallway. And from the sounds of it, your kids have woken up before you.

Then all of a sudden, K8-E’s eyes go wide and she jumps out of bed.

[K8-E]: OMYGOSH! THE KIDS ARE LATE FOR SCHOOL!

[Wade]: Babe-

Without hesitation, she races around the house and begins preparing their breakfast, clothing and lunches all at the same time.

[Wade]: K8.

It would seem that she’s having trouble hearing you. Must be the wind rushing to her ears.

After a couple of minutes, you get tired of wasting your breath and attempt a different solution.

(Cont.)

[Wade]: Hey Trixy, can you tell her to slow down for me?

[Trixy]: Certainly.

Your A.I. transmits a radio signal to your girlfriend’s helmet, which causes her to slow down for a moment.

[Wade]: K8-E, you need to chill. It’s Saturday.

Her eyes go wide once more, and you can’t help noticing how flushed her face is becoming.

[K8-E]: Oh...that’s right.

The kids poke fun at her from the living room, which only adds to her shame.

Just them, two pieces of toast pop out of the toaster with surprising force, causing them to fly towards the ceiling. However, K8-E manages to grab a plate and catch the bread before it can touch the floor.

[K8-E]: Um...breakfast is done?

And with that, the five of you have a (relatively)peaceful breakfast.

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Once the kids are done eating, they begin discussing their plans for the day. It would seem that the boys wish to stay home and play video games, while the girls have plans to go shopping later today. But the biggest question is, what are your plans for the day?

Since you’re laying low, you can’t go out on patrol.

...Or can you? Do you dare to take a peak at the crime reports?

>Visit Wendy in Undertown. You haven’t seen her in ages!
>Invite your folks over for dinner at your place. Actually...their house is bigger. Let’s go there instead.
>Clean the damn house for once. Should take no time at all with the use of the Omnitrix.
>Reconnect with yourself. You used to have hobbies before this whole hero business.
>Change your costume, remove your Omnitrix and go out on patrol.
>Spend some time with the family. (Girls/Boys/Both?!)
>Write-in.

>>4038940
>>Clean the damn house for once. Should take no time at all with the use of the Omnitrix.
>Then, let's see if we can check if our team mates need anything.

>>4038940
>>Reconnect with yourself. You used to have hobbies before this whole hero business.
I'm curious about what our hobbies would be

>>4038940
>Clean the damn house for once. Should take no time at all with the use of the Omnitrix.
>Visit Wendy in Undertown. You haven’t seen her in ages!
Invite her over while we:
>Reconnect with yourself. You used to have hobbies before this whole hero business.

>>4038944
supporting

>>4038944
>>4041442
Writing...

You know what?! You’re feeling rather productive today! And this house could use some sprucing up.

Since Olumar refuses to clean, it usually falls upon K8-E and the kids. But that unfair arrangement ends today!

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After breakfast, E-N and N8 run to their room to start up their shared game console.

[K8-E]: Me and ML-E are going out with Natel-E. We’ll be back later this evening. Be sure to call me if you need anything.

How do you spend all day shopping when you have super speed?

[Wade]: Have fun, guys.

Before they run out the door, K8-E plants a kiss on your lips and ML-E climbs up your leg to give you a warm hug.

Once they’re gone, you clean the table and spend a few minutes washing dishes.

[Wade]: Now that that’s done...it’s Cleaning Time!

You open up your belt’s faceplate, and browse through your Quicklist and selecting XLR8.

And in a bright flash of violet light, your body transforms into that of a Kineceleran.

Then, you glide over to the other side of the kitchen, grab the broom and dustpan, and give the house a quick sweep. It’s a fairly simple task, due to the fact that the dust that you’re sweeping up doesn’t have enough time to leave the ground. But even with all of that sweeping, the house is still all dusty! Time to grab the swiffer!

The dusting is a bit more time consuming, but not by much. And given how you haven’t broken anything yet, you think that you’re doing a pretty good job!

Now that you’ve made the walls, tables and shelves sparkle, you grab the mop and prepare it for it for use.

Once it’s been soaked and soaped up, you glide around the house a rather brisk pace. You remember K8-E telling you that mopping in super speed damages the floors. You imagine that she knows this from experience.


After about 5 minutes, you manage to get the floors mopped, while only having tripped once on the slippery surface.

You wish that you didn’t need to use tile, but it seems to be your only option. The kids scratched up the hardwood floors by running around, and the carpeted floors caused them to generate static electricity just by moving. You’re swear that those kids nearly killed you shocking you all at once.

Now for the most difficult task. Vacuuming!

You grab the device from the closet and slowly wheel it towards the kid’s rooms. You start in ML-E’s room since it’s currently vacant. Upon entering, you notice that her floor is littered with clothes that are strewn about. These kids should be absolutely embarrassed by how their rooms look.

Oh God...you’re becoming your parents.

You shun the thought and spend some time picking up after your girlfriend’s daughter. To be completely honest, you’ve unconsciously begun to think of these children as your own. But it won’t be official until you turn eighteen and slap a ring on K8-E’s claw.

(Cont.)

Once you’re done fixing her room, you pass the vacuum across the floor a few times. Thankfully, her room wasn’t all that messy to begin with. But E-N and N8’s room on the other hand, will most likely test your willpower.

You drag the vacuum over to their room, and you’re immediately met with an indescribable smell that assaults your senses. Besides the clothes that litter the floor, you think you can spot a few dirty dishes from dinner last night. Why would they bring them in here?! They’ve still got food stuck in them for God’s sake!

[Wade]: Why does it smell like something died in here?!

The two of them glance over at you with unconcerned expressions, before shrugging and returning to their game. Looks like some sort of Battle Royale.

You take a deep breath, and then immediately regret it due to the pungent miasma that permeates their room. This is no longer a test of willpower. It is a test of your patience. But you will persevere!

You begin passing the vacuum along the floor, which involves you lifting the boys up with your tail. And after picking up their clothes, you run them to the laundry basket and race back to collect their dishes. You honestly think that their carpet needs shampooing, but you’ll get to that another time.

Thereupon, you place the dishes in the sink, before timing out in a flash of golden light.

[Wade]: Well, I wasn’t gonna wash these with super speed anyway.

It takes you a few minutes to scrub the grime and gunk out of the bowls and cups, but you feel very satisfied once you’re done washing them, albeit a bit agitated that you had to do it twice.

Your next task involves using a lint roller on the furniture, which doesn’t take long. In fact, as soon as you’re done, the watch has finished recharging!

[Wade]: Alright, let’s try this again.

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Once you’ve confirmed that no one can see you, you hop on top of your roof and transform into Goop.

Using his gelatinous body, you slide yourself along the inside of the gutters in order to collect the dirt and grime that’s settled onto it.

However, it would seem that the pipe is a bit clogged. Looks like you’re gonna need to flush it out.

You time out early, and switch to Splash Damage for a moment.

Hoping to finish the job quickly, you adjust the water pressure on your hydro cannons and fire a pressurized stream of water down the chute. Although it shakes and rattles violently, the water comes spewing out the pipe’s exit, along with the clump of leaves and dirt that was clogging it.

[Wade]: Haha, yes!

Just then, the jet of water that you shot travels across the street and pierces the tire of your neighbor’s car.

[Wade]: Oh no!

You hop off of the roof and make yourself scarce in order to avoid getting in trouble.

(Cont.)

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Next, you switch to Shinobloom, and use his superior speed to rake the leaves in the backyard. Whilst spinning rapidly, you grab as many stray leaves as you possibly can, along with the occasional bit of litter.

And after wiping down the tables and wooden furniture, you’re finally done!

You time out in a golden flash and slump back onto your couch. However, your moment of respite is quickly interrupted by the sound of your doorbell ringing. You groan deeply and peel yourself off of the couch to go answer the door.

You swing it open with an annoyed expression, but it quickly turns to one of shock when you realize that it’s your neighbor!

[Bob]: Hey Wade, how’s it going?

He tries to put on a half smile, but you can tell that he’s agitated. The short, pudgy bald man is still wearing the clothes that he wears to his construction site, so you figure that he only recently got off of work.

[Wade]: Hey Bob, what’s up? Did you need something?

You try to prevent your eyes from drifting over to his car, which he doesn’t seem to notice.

[Bob]: Yeah, I was wondering if you’d been outside recently. Some jackass shot my tires out!

He points back towards his car, giving you a chance to assess the damage that you’ve done.

It looks like your hydro cannons tore clean through both of the front tires as if they were made of paper.

[Wade]: Aw man, Bob, I’m sorry to hear about that. If you want, I can help you get those fixed. I’ll pay for it and show you to a guy that I know. Gives a real good discount.

The bald man scoffs with a grin before shaking his head.

[Bob]: Nah man, you don’t have to do that for me. I don’t wanna take money from you. I wanna take money from the asshole that did it.

But Bob, I am that asshole…!

[Bob]: But I just wanted to ask you before I checked the camera footage.

The what now?

[Wade]: You installed hidden cameras? I had no idea…

He laughs and slaps you on the shoulder, causing you to jump a bit.

[Bob]: Duh! If I told everyone about ‘em, then they wouldn’t be hidden cameras anymore.

You give him a frail smile and a dry chuckle, hoping that he doesn’t notice how much you’re panicking.

[Bob]: I usually never check it because it’s a bitch and a half to go through all that boring footage, but now it’s finally gonna pay off!

He points a finger to you with a wide grin on his face, and you awkwardly wave back at him while chuckling uncontrollably.

But before you can return to your house, he calls back to you.

[Bob]: Oh, I almost forgot!

Your heart nearly jumps out of your chest upon hearing him call to you.

[Bob]: Where do you get those weird strobe lights that you always use? Those purple and yellow ones. I was thinking of buying some for a party.

You exhale deeply and retreat behind your door.

[Wade]: Undertown. I’ll show you where to get them someday.

(Cont.)

He gives you two thumbs up before returning to his house, and once he’s gone, you’re free to hyperventilate in the comfort of your very own home. Just look at how clean those floors are!

No! Focus, Wade! If he looks at that footage, he’s gonna be able to trace that alien back to your house. He might blow your cover! And what’s worse, you just made plans to hang out with Bob later! Fucking Bob!

And your Omnitrix is on Super Cooldown from all that transforming earlier! You're screwed!

[Trixy]: Might I suggest an idea?

You take a deep breath and slap your cheeks in order to focus.

[Wade]: I’m listening.

Fortunately, Trixy had the brilliant idea of contacting Pyth0n and having her alter the footage from a remote location. Although, it involved you dismantling your Plumber’s badge and tossing the transceiver into your neighbor’s yard. Looks like you’re gonna need another one of those later.

But now that the crisis has been averted, you feel the need to check up on your friends. You haven’t heard from them ever since the battle with the Great One.

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First, you call Alan, who appears to be busy with some sort of mission briefing at his boarding school. You’ll have to catch up with him later.

Next, you give Julie a ring.

[Julie]: Hey Wade, you alright? I saw that broadcast last night, it got a bit ugly near the end there.

Well, that makes one of us.

[Wade]: Yeah, I’ll be fine. Just wanted to know how you guys were holding up.

[Carol]: We’re fine. Just had to take a quick flight back to Europe.

Looks like you were right to assume that they were together. But now that the tournament is coming to a close, you guess they’ll be returning home soon.

[Malware]: Be sure to watch your back, Wade Wade Wakeman. The world is becoming a very dangerous place.

Malware’s sinister synthesized voice rings within your ears, causing you a bit of discomfort.

[Wade]: Boy, don’t I know it.

After casually chatting for a bit, you hang up and work your way down the list.

Next is Olivia.

Her phone rings a couple times, before she finally picks up.

[Olivia]: Hey cuzzo, how’ve you been?

She sounds like her regular carefree self. Looks like you were worried over nothing.

[Wade]: That’s what I was meaning to ask you. How’re you holding up?

[Olivia]: Fine. I think we handled ourselves pretty well for our second Avengers level threat. I got dropped off at Kev’s place and spent the night here. Pretty sure his folks think we’re dating.

[Wade]: ...Are you?

She stays silent for a moment, which makes you a bit tense.

[Olivia]: Wade, we’re just friends. Besides, I don’t think he looks at me like that.

You’re left feeling a bit unsatisfied, but you decide to stop grilling her on the matter.

[Olivia]: Oh, and before I forget. You should give Grandpa a call. He said that he had something to tell you.

[Wade]: Got it. Tell your boyfriend I said hi, by the way.

And with that, she immediately hangs up on you. It’s way too easy to mess with Ollie.

(Cont.)

You use your Omnitrix to contact Grandpa on his holofrequency, since your Plumber’s badge got busted, and after a couple of pings, a tiny holographic projection of your grandfather appears before you.

[Phil]: Hey bud, how you holding up? I heard things got pretty nasty down there after we left.

OOF! You’ll have to catch up to the news whenever the opportunity presents itself.

[Wade]: Yeah, I’m just laying low for the moment. Also, I’m probably gonna need a new Plumber’s badge soon.

He crosses his arms and throws his head back in laughter.

[Phil]: Ha! I’ll ask Kilik to deliver one to you if he’s still in the area.

It’s been ages since you’ve seen your bug buddy. You wonder how he’s doing these days.

[Wade]: Thanks. Olivia told me that you wanted to talk?

He nods and crosses his arms, before adopting a serious expression.

[Phil]: Your buddy Cooper’s been feeling pretty chatty lately. He’s told me all sorts of things, but I feel like he’s keeping something from us. And whenever I try to pry, he tells me thatI’ll have to get the rest of the info from his computer back home.

[Wade]: And that’s where I come in?

He nods firmly.

[Phil]: You’re gonna have to et that drive somehow. It contains crucial information about Time-Out. I think if we managed to get our hands on it, we could shed a little light on this situation.

You make a mental note of your grandfather's request as you try to remember Cooper’s address.

[Wade]: That doesn’t sound too hard. I’ll let you know when I get my hands on it.

[Phil]: Thanks, champ. Knew I could count on you. Wakeman out.

His finger hovers over his comlink as he waits for your confirmation.

[Wade]: Take care of yourself out there. Wakeman out.

At the press of a button, the hologram dissipates and you’re left alone in an empty room.

Looks like Red is gonna be the last person you call.

You try contacting him through the Omnitrix’s Universal link, but to no avail. And that’s when you get the idea to contact him via slingshot link.

After fiddling with the wrist mounted device, you manage to get a stable comlink established. It really helps when you’re both from the same dimension.

[Red]: ...Hello?

He appears to be whispering for some reason.

[Wade]: Hey bud, how you holding up?

[Red]: I’m fine. They confiscated my watch when I got back. Guess they noticed that I was gone. I’m on probation at the moment.

[Wade]: Well, I guess that’s not the worst thing that could’ve happened.

[Red]: Yeah, and it was pretty fun to fight with you guys. Lemme know if you’ve got any other bugs that need squashing!

He sounds much more upbeat, which improves your mood as well. You think he’s ready to undergo orientation.

[Wade]: Hey Red, you see that blinking green light in the top right corner? Can you press that for me?

[Red]: Sure? But I don’t know what-

Wait for it...

[Ben 10k]: Hello, fellow Hero of the Multiverse! You have been given a golden opportunity!

[Red]: AHHHH-!

(Cont.)

After hearing Red scream at Ben 10k’s recording, the connection gets cut. You’re sure that he’ll be fine.

Just then, you receive another message on the slingshot device. It looks like a request for help. What’s a Hindsight Beacon?

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You decide to ask Charmy about it in the chat since Gwen isn’t answering.

[Wade]: Hey, what’s the Hindsight Beacon?

[Charmy]: Oh fuck, you got one of those?!

[Wade]: Yeah. It came from “Dimension-63”.

[Charmy]: That’s Gwen’s dimension. You should probably answer it.

[Wade]: Yeah, but what is it?

[Charmy]: It’s a feature where the user sends an SOS back in time. I guess that means that the squirt got herself in trouble over there. I’d go to help you, but I’m kinda in the middle of stomping an invasion atm.

[Wade]: Np, I’ll handle it.

She sends you fuckload of hearts, so you close the chat and prepare your suit as silently as possible, so as not to alert your kids.

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Once you’re fully prepared, you link the slingshot device to Gwen’s dimension and close your eyes as you’re flung through time and space.

After bouncing around the Multiverse for a minute, you finally land in what appears to be a...classroom?

Surrounding you is a class full of startled high school students, along with a few broken desks and burned papers flying through the air. You guess that was a bit of a rough landing.

After looking around for a bit, you spot Gwen standing behind you with a confounded expression. She looks to be much younger than everyone else here. Did she skip a few grades?

What do you do?

>”I’ll be back.” *Jump out the window*
>”Hey, can we talk?”
>”What’s the emergency?”
>”I’ll just let myself out…”
>”Sorry about the mess. I can pay for it. Do you guys...accept taydens over here?”
>”This isn’t the bathroom!” *Laugh outrageously*
>Write-in.

>>4041606
>>”I’ll just let myself out…”

>>4041606
>”This isn’t the bathroom!” *Laugh outrageously*

>>4041606
>”I’ll just let myself out…” give Gwen an obvious look
If she already has experience with hero business she'll follow us, if not, we wait till we can get her relatively alone and explain our deal to her so we can see what we can do for her.

>>4041606
>”I’ll just let myself out…”

>>4041610
>>4042063
>>4042189
Writing...

[Wade]: I’ll just let myself out…

You give Gwen an obvious glance over your shoulder, while stepping over the warped desks and making your way to the door. Upon exiting the classroom, you notice that a few of the security guards are giving you weird looks.

[Trixy]: I am detecting multiple police reports fitting your description.

[Wade]: Time to skedaddle!

You narrowly avoid being dragged into a physical encounter with the guards, while making a clean getaway.

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Sometime during your time hiding in the bushes like a creep, you realize that you probably don’t exist in this dimension. It might be safer for you to go casual.

You unequip your suit and try your best to blend in with these fellow kids.

Upon closer inspection, you have indeed confirmed that you’ve arrived at a rather prestigious high school. Gwen must be smarter than you gave her credit for.

And speaking of, it looks like you’re receiving a message on your slingshot device.

[Gwen]: WHAT THE HECK WAS THAT?!

[Wade]: I was responding to your Hindsight Beacon. I don’t get to choose where I land.

[Gwen]: Hindsight Beacon? Why in the world would I send that?

You send her a shrugging emoji, showing that you’re just as confused as she is.

[Gwen]: Well, you can do what you want, but I still have a test to finish.

[Wade]: Even though the classroom is a wreck and I got chased out of the school?!

Man, her teachers are hardcore. You wonder what it would take for them to let her go.

[Gwen]: Yep. I’m gonna be pretty busy for a while, so you should find a way to kill time.

Hmm. Seems like she’s not gonna budge. You could either wait patiently, or cause enough trouble to get Gwen excused from her test.

What do you do?

>Pull the fire alarm. That always works!
>Pretend to be a relative of hers and call her to the principal’s office in order to get her out of school.
>Use your transformations to annoy Gwen until she decides to leave.
>Transform into Rad-El Snake and use your hypnosis to put everyone in a chill mood.
>Transform into Thriller Whale and play a soothing a song over the intercom.
>See if you can score some free lunch at the cafeteria. You’re starving!
>Explore Bellwood a bit. You’re curious as to how different this dimension is from your own.
>Go on patrol. You wanna meet Gwen’s Rogues!
>Write-in.

>>4042230
>>Explore Bellwood a bit. You’re curious as to how different this dimension is from your own.
>>Go on patrol. You wanna meet Gwen’s Rogues!

>>4042230
>Explore Bellwood a bit. You’re curious as to how different this dimension is from your own.

>>4042230
>>Explore Bellwood a bit. You’re curious as to how different this dimension is from your own.

>>4042314
>>4042796
>>4042944
Writing...

Seeing how you'll be left waiting for a little while, you might as well go sightseeing. You wonder how this Earth differs from yours.

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After making note of the school's address, you continue walking down the street until you arrive at a bus stop.

If the bus routes are the same, then you should be able to catch a ride Downtown. But since you don't have any currency from Earth on your person, you're not sure how long you'll last on your own.

After waiting a few minutes, the bus stops in front of you and opens its doors. You step onto the vehicle’s platform and search for some sort of change machine, but you can’t seem to find one. Perhaps this elderly bus driver will be able to assist you.

[Wade]: How much?

[Joseph]: Excuse me?

The man wears a black vest with a white shirt underneath, and pinned to the vest is a name tag that reads “Joseph”.

[Wade]: How much do I owe you?

Suddenly, Joseph and everyone else around you erupts into laughter. Did you say something funny?

[Joseph]: You must not be from around here. I’ve already collected your fare.

Just then, he brandishes a shard of metal that looks exactly like one of your armor plates. There’s no way that he just-

[Trixy]: Armor integrity at 95%.

Holy shit.

[Joseph]: Go on and take a seat now, son. It’s gonna be a bumpy ride.

For a brief moment, you see the bus driver’s eyes flash black, but you quickly look away and choose a seat near the front. Is this sort of thing normal over here?

You glance over at the other passengers, and you notice that there are wispy, and blob-like creatures floating around a few of them. They move in an unnatural manner, almost as if they were alive.

And not to mention that the girl next to you is wearing steel plate armor over her casual clothes. She even has a shortsword leaned up against the wall. Is she a cosplayer or something?

She seems to notice you staring, but isn’t exactly bothered by it.

[???]: Didja want the window seat?

You glance over to the window, only to see a herd of strange creatures floating through the air and walking among the humans.

[Wade]: Nah, you’re good.

Her lips curl into a small smile, and she brushes her red hair behind her ear before going back to her phone. You can’t help but notice that her face and arms are covered with small scars(and freckles). She’s either been through some sort of accident, or she’s a veteran combatant.

Shit! She caught you staring again!

[???]: Correct me if I’m wrong, but ye wouldn’t happen to be a Hunter, would ye?

She plays with a braided lock of hair by gently stroking it and twirling it around with one hand.

[Wade]: Well, my Grandpa took me hunting once, but I don’t have much experience aside from that.

She chuckles at your statement for some reason. Her accent is thick, and you can’t quite place its origin. It’s all over the place.

[???]: Don’t get all modest on me, now. I can tell yer strong just by lookin’ at ye!

(Cont.)

She shoots a wink in your direction and pats you on the back, nearly causing you to double over in pain from the stinging sensation that spreads throughout your body. She’s much stronger than she looks.

[???]: Tell ye wot! Me and a few of me mates were plannin' on raidin' a dungeon, and we’re a man short. Ye mind fillin the spot?

Her proposal sure does sound exciting, but you still have no idea what’s going on in this dimension.

>”Sure, sounds fun. Mind filling me in on the details on the way?”
>”What are you hunting that requires weapons and armor like that?”
>”Wouldn’t guns be a better alternative to martial weapons when hunting beasts?”
>”Sorry, but I’m gonna have to pass. I’m just killing time while waiting for a friend.”
>”...I’m sorry, did you just say ‘dungeon’?”
>"Can you see all those things out there, too?"
>”I’m Wade. What’s your name?”
>Write-in.

>>4043426
>”Sorry, but I’m gonna have to pass. I’m just killing time while waiting for a friend.”

>>4043426
>>”Sorry, but I’m gonna have to pass. I’m just killing time while waiting for a friend.”
>"Can you see all those things out there, too?"

>>4043426
>”Sorry, but I’m gonna have to pass. I’m just killing time while waiting for a friend.”

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[Wade]: Sorry, but I’m gonna have to pass. I’m just killing time while waiting for a friend.

She looks visibly disappointed by your refusal, but she doesn’t try to argue with over your decision.

[???]: Suit yerself.

She leans over to peak out the window, and grabs her sword in a hurry while scrambling to her feet.

[???]: Here’s my stop. Take care.

You rise from your seat to let her out of the row, being very careful not to get poked by her sword. She waves back at you, rattling her half-plate mail in the process. And as soon as she departs, you see her link up with a group of people wearing similarly strange clothing. At first, you had assumed that these people were LARP-ers, but that naive assumption had immediately been thrown out the window as soon as you spotted the large, pulsating blue portal behind them.

Strangely, she doesn’t get any weird looks from the other passengers, so you decide to let the moment pass without making a fuss about it.

The next few minutes pass rather peacefully, but your mind is a bit unsettled by the monsters that you’ve spotted roaming around among the humans. They don’t look like any aliens that you’ve seen, so you aren’t sure how to address them. You begin to wonder whether everyone else can see them this clearly, if at all.

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Once you’ve arrived at what you assume to be the downtown area, you depart from the bus and thank the driver for his noble efforts.

After looking around, it would appear that the density of the monster population has greatly increased. Translucent, yet colorful beasts fly through the air, majestic and terrifying in appearance. And roaming the Earth, you spot a diverse cast of creatures, varying from elves, ogres and oversized bipedal reptiles.

You notice that these creatures have been seamlessly interacting with the humans, meaning that they are capable of seeing them as well. However, you probably could’ve guessed that from the electronic billboard ad across the street, featuring a humanesque feline promoting a perfume brand.

Eventually, you realize that you look like a rather strange fellow staring at the people that pass you, so you decide to take refuge in a nearby arcade. At least there you’ll be in your element.

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Upon entering, you notice that the customers inside are just as diverse as the ones you saw outside. However, this does not bother you, as you are used to mingling with members of a different species.

The dim lighting of the establishment soothes you, and the sound of coins sliding down the narrow pathway of the coin slots give you a sense of nostalgia. You’re unperturbed by the blaring lights of the arcade cabinets, as well as the bizarre, yet ambient noises that overlap with one another permeate the room.

(Cont.)

After exchanging some Taydens for tokens, you sit down at one of the vacant Sumo Slammers 3 cabinets, eager to put your skills to the test once more. You’ve gotten a bit rusty after not having played in a while, but that won’t stop you from enjoying yourself!

However, before you can pick your character, a large brutish ogre approaches the cabinet and sits opposite of you. He wears a white, graphic tea, stretched by his abundant fat and muscle, and a large pair of glasses. He’s at least twice your size, and twice as sweaty!

So, how will you face this ogre?

>You’re fighting seriously! You pride is at stake!
>Throw the first match to gauge his playing style. And once you’ve got a grasp on it, destroy him!
>Just play casually. You don’t really care whether you win or lose.
>Mess around with some of the new characters in this game. You had no idea that different dimensions gave you a different roster!
>Bet money. You're going all in!
>Write-in.

>>4044003
>>Just play casually. You don’t really care whether you win or lose.
>>Mess around with some of the new characters in this game. You had no idea that different dimensions gave you a different roster!

>>4044005
>Just play casually. You don’t really care whether you win or lose.
>Mess around with some of the new characters in this game. You had no idea that different dimensions gave you a different roster!

>>4044005
>Mess around with some of the new characters in this game. You had no idea that different dimensions gave you a different roster!

>>4044164
>>4044202
>>4044984
Writing...

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You don't really intend to go full tryhard in this game. You're fully aware that some of the veterans get really sweaty in this game, which scares off most newcomers, but you're really against that sort of toxic behavior. But hey, maybe the Sumo fandom has more acceptable behavior in this dimension.

Once you get to the character selection menu, the full roster is revealed to you. Most you recognize and some you don't. This might prove to be more fun than you had initially thought.

Two characters that stick out to you are Mr. Frosty and Sumo Santa, guest characters from the game Clayfighter 63 ⅓. For now, you think you'll go with Sumo Santa.

After making your selection, you patiently wait for your opponent to choose his character and his preferred stage.

Ooh, and it looks like he chose the Slammer 64 stage! Very Retro.

Once the loading screen closes, the first sight you see is the big ol' belly of Sumo Santa. He's a fat, bearded jolly man wearing a Mawashi(or Sumo belt) and his iconic hat.

And it would seem that your opponent has chosen Kurosawa, one of the only non-chunky characters in this game. You wonder if he's living out a power fantasy or something.

Kurosawa wears a tengu mask, a happi(straight-sleeved coat), and geta. You’ve never seen a good Kurosawa, mostly because he’s the only character with a stamina meter. If he tries to perform actions in rapid succession, his stamina meter runs low, decreasing his movement speed and damage.

He’s universally considered to be a trash character, but he’d be much better if they trashed that stupid stamina mechanic.

ROUND 1

The first round goes about the way you’d expect. You got abused by Kurosawa’s mid-range slap, but as soon as you countered the slap with a meter burned command grab, he stopped throwing them out as often.

Sumo Santa appears to be a grappler, but it takes you a while to get the hang of his moves, let alone chain a combo together. The big downside is that Kurosawa can counter grapplers by tech throwing in the opposite direction while spending some of his stamina. The result of this move is your character being thrown onto his jolly fat ass whenever you try to get close to him.

Unsurprisingly, the ogre takes the first round. However, you did manage to memorize a few combos during the transition to the next round. You should be able to do some more damage to him this time around.

ROUND 2

You aggressively push forward, only to be met with another lightning fast slap. However, this time you anticipate his action, and use Sumo Santa’s teleport ability to travel to the other side of the screen and grab Kurosawa. Since he doesn’t see it coming, you get to slap him around a bit, taking at least 40% of his health bar in one combo.

(Cont.)

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Seemingly panicking from this development, the Kurosawa player beats his chest to build meter. He then starts hopping on one foot with a hand raised to the air, and the other pointed towards you. You warily stay away from him, confused by this movement. You don’t remember this move being in the game.

Little by little, Kurosawa inches towards you while doing some sort of festive dance. Eventually, you get tired of waiting and perform a jumping kick towards his character.

However, you’re immediately met by an upward thrust from one of his hands, sending you flying further into the air. But before you can reach the ground, Kurosawa manages to juggle you with a flurry of palm strikes, all while continuing his dance. The movement flows so seamlessly, that you can barely tell when it's coming.

This chain of events continues until you’ve lost 60% of your health bar! In another dimension, Kurosawa is actually a top tier character! Who knew?

Unable to break out of his pace, you’re led to yet another crushing defeat. Time to switch things up.

Both of you insert a few more tokens, and prepare for the next round. This time, you think that you’ll try out Mr. Frosty. He looks rather chunky.

After picking the same stage, you and your opponent take your positions. It looks like he’s chosen Kurosawa yet again. But to be honest, you’re currently in awe of the size of your own character. He’s huge! His arms take up like a quarter of the damn screen!

ROUND 1

Kurosawa attempts to zone you out with a preemptive slap, but unfortunately for him you decided to go with a global ground pound. As his character falls to the ground, you turn into a giant snowball and roll over his body, following up with a powerful elbow drop.

What kind of character is this? You’ve just deleted like 40% of his health bar with only a few buttons.

Kurosawa tries to go into his dance state, but you manage to interrupt him yet again with a powerful thunder clap, sending him flying to the edge of the screen. And in an unfortunate chain of events, Kurosawa bounces off the edge of the screen and flies into your combo, dealing an additional 50% damage!

And after seeing how low he’d gotten, you decide to finish off your opponent by sending a few flying carrots his way.

Your opponent pushes his glasses up and leans forward with a frustrated huff. Looks like he’s serious now.

ROUND 2

You open up with meter burned snowball, tanking the damage of his opening palm strike and causing quite a bit of damage in the process. You follow up by applying pressure with a few strings, but none of them seem to connect properly. But it is then that Kurosawa begins abusing your massive hitbox. He chains unorthodox combos together, resulting in high damage, aggressive corner plays and lots of disrespect.

(Cont.)

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Ultimately, he takes the second round by a landslide. But now that you’ve seen through his playstyle, he’s finished-

[Trixy]: Wade, you have a message pending on your Slingshot.

Oh! That must be Gwen.

ROUND 3

As Kurosawa mercilessly wails on your character, you thoughtlessly review Gwen’s message.

[Gwen]: Done with classes for the day. Me, Grandpa and my dweeb cousin are coming to pick you up.

You begin to wonder how she knows where you are, but you figure that it probably has something to do with tracking your Slingshot signal or something.

Without hesitation, you get up from your seat and walk towards the entrance. Along the way, you notice the ogre celebrating his flawless victory, so you give him a pat on the shoulder for his efforts, causing him to do a double take.

[Wade]: Good games, man. You should compete in tournaments.

You leave him alone at the cabinet, completely dumbfounded by your gesture.

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After a few minutes, the Rust Bucket pulls up in front of you. It looks exactly like the one back home. While you’re lost in memory lane, Gwen slides the squeaky door open with both hands and motions for you to come inside.

Once inside, you notice her Grandpa Max and her “dweeb” of a cousin staring at you. The old man known as Max looks somewhat similar to his pictures, but he seems to have put on a little weight. And you’re pretty sure that her cousin is none other than the infamous Ben Tennyson. But you’re a little unclear on why he has a plasma rifle in his hands. Those things aren’t very child-friendly.

You can't exactly blame them for being wary of you. You are a stranger hanging out with an 11 year old girl after all.

Just then, Gwen loudly clears her throat, bringing your attention back to her.

[Gwen]: You wanted to talk, right? Let’s hear it.

She seems agitated. Maybe she should have come to the arcade with you.

>”I know as much as you do. Or...as little as you do.”
>”All I know is something bad happens to you in a few hours. Something that you can’t handle by yourself.”
>”...Why does that child have a gun?”
>”You seem mad. Are you mad? Is it about the school thing?”
>”Is this your first time having an Omnitrix user come to your dimension?”
>”Can you explain this ‘Hindsight Beacon’ thing in better detail?”
>Write-in.

>>4046349
>”Is this your first time having an Omnitrix user come to your dimension?”
>”All I know is something bad happens to you in a few hours. Something that you can’t handle by yourself.”
>”Can you explain this ‘Hindsight Beacon’ thing in better detail?”

>>4046349
>”Is this your first time having an Omnitrix user come to your dimension?”
>”All I know is something bad happens to you in a few hours. Something that you can’t handle by yourself.”
>”Can you explain this ‘Hindsight Beacon’ thing in better detail?”

>>4046349
>”Is this your first time having an Omnitrix user come to your dimension?”
>”Can you explain this ‘Hindsight Beacon’ thing in better detail?”
>”All I know is something bad happens to you in a few hours. Something that you can’t handle by yourself.”

>>4046459
>>4046699
>>4046919
Writing...

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[Wade]: Is this your first time having an Omnitrix user come to your dimension?

Gwen leans back in her chair and places her hands behind her hands behind her neck while stretching.

[Gwen]: Well, Ben 10k was technically the first, but I guess you’re the first to stay for longer than 5 minutes.

She finally cracks a small smile which makes you feel a bit better about the situation. Her Grandpa’s mood lightens up a bit, but Ben’s scowling glare remains fixated on you. And you can’t help but notice that his gaze drifts to your Omnitrix more than once.

[Wade]: Well, it looks like I might have to stay here a while longer. All I know is that something bad happens to you in a few hours. Something that you can’t handle by yourself.

The mood becomes heavy once more, but that’s unavoidable when addressing life or death scenarios.

[Ben]: She’s not alone. Whatever happens, we’ve got each other’s backs.

The 11 year old boy assembles and loads his plasma rifle with the speed and manual dexterity of an experienced marksman.

[Max]: Ben, put that thing away!

The boy sighs in annoyance and slides the weapon beneath the bench, before crossing his arms in defiance. He must be at a difficult age.

[Wade]: I’m only here for extra security detail. I’m not doubting your skills or anything.

Max takes his eyes off of Ben and returns a warm smile in your direction.

[Max]: I appreciate the thought, son, but this is all a little hard to believe.

Well, it’s understandable to be confused if this is your first Multiversal rodeo.

[Max]: I mean, I haven't seen Gwen lose a fight yet.

[Wade]: Wait...seriously? Not a single one?

You glance over in Gwen’s direction, and her expression seems a bit off-putting.

She isn’t burdened by overconfidence or ambition like most heroes that you’ve met. She just seems...bored.

Max shakes his head from side to side.

[Max]: Not against Vilgax or Ghostfreak either. The girl’s a prodigy in school and in combat.

You can see a tinge of sorrow in the old man’s eyes as he admits this, but you aren’t sure why.

[Gwen]: Grandpa, cut it out. You’re embarrassing me.

Her rosy, freckled cheeks turn even more red than they were originally.

[Max]: Sorry about that, pumpkin. I’ll leave you two alone while I drive us to a secure location.

Max laughs to himself while walking to the front of the RV, leaving you alone with Ben and Gwen.

[Wade]: Can you explain this whole “Hindsight Beacon” thing in better detail? I still don’t get it.

During your ride in the RV, Gwen does her best to explain the origin and function of the Hindsight Beacon.

It was originally created as a failsafe for crucial players in this conflict to stay alive. Very few Omnitrix users received the prototype for this function, and Gwen was one of them. The only reason that Charmy was at all aware of the situation was due to Gwen spilling the beans after she had it installed. Although, she had never expected to use it so soon.

(Cont.)

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According to an ad-libbed explanation from Professor Paradox, the function was meant to be a last ditch effort for Omnitrix users. And since the timestream is fragile and easily swayed, it is only available for one use. However, this would not prevent the timeline from being splintered in the user’s respective dimension. It’s a bit of a scary thought. In some dimension that you aren;t aware of, you failed. You failed everyone dear to you.

[Max]: We’re here.

The RV comes to a screeching halt, snapping you out of your trance. It would appear that Max has brought you all to a nearby campsite. And for some reason, Ben’s mood visibly worsens.

[Wade]: Why does this place feel so familiar?

[Gwen]: It’s where I found the Omnitrix. I’m guessing it was the same for you?

OH! She’s right. You never even thought to return to a place like this. Maybe it holds fond memories for them.

[Ben]: You mean stole…

Ben mutters an insult under his breath and proceeds to storm out of the RV, with Gwen chasing after him.

[Gwen]: Ben? Where do you think you’re going?!

The boy doesn’t so much as glance back at his cousin as he walks into the forest with his hands in his pockets.

[Ben]: Out.

Gwen considers chasing after her cousin, but is stopped by her Grandpa.

[Max]: Give him some time to clear his head.

Gwen appears doubtful of Max’s decision, and you can’t exactly blame her. According to the beacon, the Tennysons are still in danger.

[Gwen]: But…

[Max]: Ben can handle himself, Gwen. He knows the drill.

He pats her on the shoulder and returns to the kitchen. Something smells good!

[Max]: Dinner will be ready in a minute, kids. Just sit down and relax.

You watch at Max stirs some purple substance in a black pot. Gwen audibly gags when she spots a stray tentacle flop out of the top.

What do you do?

>Help Max in the kitchen.
>Spar with Gwen. You’re curious as to how good she is in a fight. It could be a humbling experience.
>Chase after Ben. You don’t feel right leaving him alone like that.
>Check with the rest of your teammates to see if they’ve been freed up yet.
>Write-in.

>>4047157
>>Help Max in the kitchen.

>>4047157
>>4047173
Gonna add to my original post
>"Is Ghostfreak really evil in this timeline?"

>>4047157
>Check with the rest of your teammates to see if they’ve been freed up yet.

>>4047157
>Help Max in the kitchen.

>>4047173
>>4047720
Writing...

[Wade]: Can I help?

Both Gwen and Max are shocked by your suggestion. However, Max’s initial shock quickly wears off and transforms into a wide grin.

[Max]: Well...I don’t see why not.

He lifts the ladle to let you sample his broth, and you nearly choke on the sip that you take. Its pungent aura fills your mouth and nose, causing you to tear up a bit. Your throat is burning! Did you just swallow starship freighter fuel or something?

[Wade]: What is that?!

Max pats you on the back and takes a sip of the broth to demonstrate that it’s harmless. But for some reason, Gwen seems to be enjoying your reaction. Almost as if she had found yet another kindred spirit to hare her worries with.

[Max]: Citrakayahn Extract. Gave my broth a major kick.

Yeah, a major kick to your intestines!

[Wade]: The trick is to breathe in through your nose when you’re taking a sip. And when it goes down, you breathe out through your mouth. Try it.

He pushes the ladle towards your face, and your curiosity eventually gets the better of you.

Upon following Max’s advice, you really start to taste the tangy and sour tones of the extract. It’s actually not bad! Dare you say...pretty good!

[Wade]: Hey, you’re right! That’s not bad. But it could really use something else…

Both you and Max place your hands onto your chins as you deliberate the fate of this dish.

[Max]: Something like…

Simultaneously, the two of you snap your fingers and point to one another.

[Wade & Max]: Distilled Methanosian Root!

Suddenly, Gwen’s face drops, as any hope of being rescued from her grandfather's cooking had just been stomped out.

During the next half hour, you and Max cook up an absolute monster of a dish! You feel like you could really learn alot from this guy. The next dish you make is gonna blow K8-E and the kids away!

[Max]: So, Gwen says you’re a superhero? But the way she described you was...I thought you’d be wearing a bug costume.

Oh, right. This was probably the first time that Gwen’s seen you in your civvies.

>”Actually I’m alot of things. Deputized Plumber, Part-Time Hero, Time Traveler, and now a Multiversal Soldier.”
>”I’m used to wearing the suit most of the time, but it’s nice to breathe through something other than my oxygen filters for once.”
>”Yeah, I’m kinda from a doomed timeline, so I'm used to seeing alot more action than I’d like to.”
>”You know, it’s actually kinda weird meeting you like this. All the other Max’s I’ve encountered so far have been pretty crazy more often than not.”
>Tell him that you're a clone. It won't be weird, you swear. Probably...
>Write-in.

>>4047852
>>”Actually I’m alot of things. Deputized Plumber, Part-Time Hero, Time Traveler, and now a Multiversal Soldier.”
>”I’m used to wearing the suit most of the time, but it’s nice to breathe through something other than my oxygen filters for once.”
>Tell him that you're a clone. It won't be weird, you swear. All though ease him into it.

>>4047852
>”I’m used to wearing the suit most of the time, but it’s nice to breathe through something other than my oxygen filters for once.”

>>4047857
supporting

>>4047852
>”I’m used to wearing the suit most of the time, but it’s nice to breathe through something other than my oxygen filters for once.”
C'mon guys, let's not make things wierd by mentioning we are his clone

>>4047857
>>4047876
>>4050187
>>4050331
Almost done with the write-up, and I am (somewhat) combining the votes...

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[Wade]: Actually, I’m alot of things. Deputized Plumber, Part-time Hero, Time Traveler, and now a Multiversal Soldier.

Max chuckles as he chops off a wriggling purple tentacle with pale green spots. He slides the slippery appendage over to you, which you grab without hesitation.

[Max]: That’s quite the resume. But how do you find time for everything else, like family, friends or...you know…?

The old man winks while elbowing you. He must be talking about love.

You sigh, before placing the tentacle over the pot and wringing it dry of its juices and tossing the dried husk aside.

[Wade]: I’m working on it.

Max senses your internal conflict, wipes his hand on his red Hawaian shirt and pats you on the shoulder.

[Max]: Just take it one step at a time, son. It gets easier, I promise. What you do today, gives everyone else a chance for tomorrow.

He seems to be speaking from experience, which greatly reassures you. K8-E has been very understanding of your situation, and no one can fault you for spending less time with your family, but that’s just not the kind of man you want to be. One day, you’ll knock down everything that the Universe has to throw at you. And when it stops to take a break, then you’ll know that you’ve done your job.

[Wade]: Thanks. It’s actually been really nice to get out of my suit and do something for myself, you know? It’s like, I finally get to breathe through something other than my oxygen filters for once.

Max chuckles while kneading the orange, syrupy Opticoidian eye fluid.

[Max]: Ha, I know how that feels. There were times where I’d be away from Earth for years at a time. I’d always remember how much I wanted to travel the stars as a young lad, but once you get up there...all you wanna do is go back home.

You remember feeling the same way when you went on that mission to Incarcecon. Even though you were surrounded by the endless expanse of space and the unimaginable wonders of the galaxy, all you could think about was going home to your family. No matter how far you go, this little rock is and always will be where you belong.

[Max]: Something wrong, son?

You hadn’t noticed until now, but your hands stopped moving a while ago. Some part of you is dying to tell Max that he’s technically your biological father. It’s just...there’s no way to say it without making things weird.

[Wade]: No, it’s just…

You know what? You’re just gonna come out and say it. Max probably won’t freak out. He’s a cool dude.

[Wade]: The truth is, I-

Before you can admit the truth, a loud crash is heard coming from outside. The impact is so devastating that you feel the shockwaves reverberating through the RV. Pots, pans and dishes crash to the floor, along with anything else that hadn’t been nailed down or bolted to the floor.

You and Max nearly lose your balance, but the two of you just barely manage to avoid falling over on the knives that now litter the floor.

(Cont.)

Without saying a word to one another, you and the others run outside to assess the situation, and what you find is downright startling.

[Gwen]: What the...

It would seem that three escape pods have descended from the heavens and crashed down to Earth. You hope none of them are hurt. Also, it looks like you're gonna have to spill the beans to Max at a later date.

Just then, all three of the pods simultaneously open up, clouding the area in a thick fog. Once it clears, three aliens of varying species step out of the pods, all of them bearing grim appearances.

[Slaxx]: Listen up, ya hairless rat! The Challenger approaches, and we’re here to make sure that you was as good as the Extranet says you is.

Their attention seems to be focused solely on Gwen.

The first one to speak up is the smallest alien on the left. He appears to be an alien mammal with four arms and covered in brown, scarred flesh. He wears black robes and bears a prosthetic eye on the left side of his face. He possesses a slight overbite, as his upper teeth drape over his lower lip, while two fleshy pouches seem to inflate and deflate as he breathes.

[Minrir]: Hmm, it would appear that there is another troublesome factor to consider in this equation.

The alien in the middle is the tallest of the bunch, and looks to be a female version of the pale blue creature that you encountered yesterday in your own dimension. The annoying one.

She points a scanner in your direction, most likely picking up the Omnitrix’s signal in the process. The only thing that makes her stand out from the guy you met is her prosthetic hand.

The large alien next to her appears to be a female Tetramand bearing many scars and missing an arm. In its place, she seems to have added a large, rusty claw of some sort.

[Rangda]: Let’s just get this over with…

The Tetramand snarls at you, before brandishing multiple swords and charging forward with malicious intent.

What do you do?

>Equip your armor, brandish your sword and slash her across the chest.
>Go into your Water Stance
>Go into your Fire Stance.
>Attempt to learn a new sword style on the fly!
>Transform into an alien. (Which one?)
>Form an airtight mana construct around her with Gwen’s help, and leave her trapped inside until she passes out.
>Write-in.

Aliens Unlocked:
https://pastebin.com/JVq4NM2t

Skills, Stats and Inventory:
https://pastebin.com/iEYrGZS1

Quicklist:
>Big Chill
>Diamondhead
>Zipmunk
>Bloodrush
>XLR8
>Fourcast
>Thriller Whale
>Knuckle Duster
>Hack N’ Slash
>Snapdragon

Just realized that I never updated the skills pastebin to list the Fire Stance techniques. Will do so shortly.

>>4050947
>>Equip your armor,
Proceed to punch tetramand in face

>>4050947
>>Transform into an alien. (Which one?)
Transform into Shinobloom or Knuckle Duster.
They probably don't exist in this dimension, so it would give us an edge in the fight.

>>4050947
>Transform into an alien. (Which one?)
>Bloodrush

>>4050947
>>4050963
Fuck it, I'm down for Bloodrush. Haven't used him in a while.

>>4050963
>>4050973
Writing...

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Without the time to utter your favorite phrase, you open up your Omnitrix’s faceplate and begin browsing through your Quicklist. Maybe Bloodrush can take care of her.

You slam your hand down onto the Omnitrix’s core, causing your body to be engulfed in a burst of violet light.

Thick, rubbery wings sprout out of your arms, your legs become restructured, taking the shape of needle-like protrusions. Thick, purple lenses cover your eyes, and your canines grow long and sharp, until they resemble razor sharp fangs!

You’ve become Bloodrush!

However, Rangda has not halted her charge! Her long, shaggy white hair whips in the wind with every earth-shattering stomp.

What do you do?

>Latch onto her back and drain her of her blood. Not enough to kill her, but enough to make her pass out.
>Spit blood in her face to blind her, and use your wings to flip her massive body into the RV.
>Fly past the Tetramand and go for the guys behind her. Gwen should be able to take care of things on her end.
>Restrain her arms with your wings, while Gwen hits her with whatever alien she’s planning to pull out.
>Reinforce your skin and ram into her with a supersonic tackle.
>Harden your wings and slice through her swords!
>Write-in.

>>4051010
>>Harden your wings and slice through her swords!
>Latch onto her back and drain her of her blood. Not enough to kill her, but enough to make her pass out.

>>4051010
>Latch onto her back and drain her of her blood. Not enough to kill her, but enough to make her pass out.

>>4051010
>Latch onto her back and drain her of her blood. Not enough to kill her, but enough to make her pass out.
That's so metal

>>4051017
>>4051039
>>4051343
Roll 1d100, bo3!

Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>4051406

Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>4051406

Rolled 32 (1d100)

>>4051406
It’s vampire time!

>>4051550
>>4051718
>>4051721
Writing...

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You fly past the Tetramand, narrowly avoiding her swing, and latching onto her back in the process. She attempts to throw you off by stomping about like a wild animal, but this tactic seems to work against her when you sink your claws deeper into her red flesh.

You then sink your sharp teeth into the bridge between her shoulder and neck, eliciting a loud cry from the Tetramand.

However, it would seem that you lost focus while immersed in your blood-lust, because you failed to notice the Tetramand’s winch-like arm grabbing you by the neck and dragging you away from her body.

As you struggle and grasp at the winch’s claw, she raises your face to hers, before delivering a powerful kick to your stomach, sending you flying into the side of the RV. Your body makes a sizable dent in the vehicle, as well as causing it to topple over from the force of your opponent’s kick.

As you lay there groaning in pain, you catch a pink flash in the corner of your eye. It looks like Gwen’s finally transformed into what you assume is an Arburian Pelarota.

The Tetramand charges at her with reckless abandon, only to have her swings blocked by the sturdy armor on her forearms. Eventually, her opponent gets tired of having her attacks blocked, and instead decides to deliver a swift front kick to Gwen’s chest, sending her flying in the opposite direction.

But in a single fluid motion, Gwen curls up into a ball, bounces off of a nearby tree and flings herself back towards Rangda.

The Tetramand groans and holds her swords up in an attempt to intercept her charge. The sound of rubber grinding against asphalt fills your ears as Gwen’s sturdy shell wears down Rangda’s swords. But it isn’t until Rangda uses her winch to grab hold of Gwen’s shell that you begin to worry for her safety.

[Max]: Gwen, watch out for that arm!

Looks like Max had the same concern. However, it would seem that your concern was unwarranted.

Gwen grabs Rangda’s winch arm, and pulls her into a big bear hug, before curling into a ball and rolling in place. Once she opens up her shell again, the Tetramand is sent flying high into the air. You squint your eyes at her, before flying into a panic upon realizing that she’s falling onto your exact location.

You quickly move out of the way in order to make room for her to crash onto the Rust Bucket, further crushing the vehicle and whatever was left inside.

And as the Tetramand attempts to pick herself up, you mount her back and sink your teeth into her neck, finishing the job that you started earlier.

With each audible gulp, her consciousness fades away further and further. Once you decide that she’s spent, you turn your attention to the aliens that are left. Gwen looks occupied with the short alien possessing multiple arms, while the tall one is trying her best to keep her distance from Gwen.

(Cont.)

What do you do?

>Hit the tall alien with a supersonic tackle!
>Grab both aliens and try to wrap them up with your wings!
>Wrap your leathery wings around the tall alien’s legs, and slam her body on the ground repeatedly.
>Hold the little guy in place so Gwen can properly flatten him.
>Pick up the Tetramand and fling her at the tall alien.
>Write-in.

>>4051881
>>Hit the tall alien with a supersonic tackle!

>>4051881
>Hit the tall alien with a supersonic tackle!

>>4051881
>Hit the tall alien with a supersonic tackle!

>>4051898
>>4052043
>>4052873
Roll 1d100, bo3!

Rolled 87 (1d100)

>>4053046

Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>4053046

Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>4053046

>>4053058
>>4053102
>>4053141
THAT'S ONE HELL OF A TACKLE!!!

Writing...

>100!

You firmly plant your feet into the ground, tightening your muscles in order to launch yourself forward with all of your might.

And in the blink of an eye, you shoot towards the tall, blue alien with the speed and force of a human-sized bullet, surprising even Max.

You head collides with her chest, and you feel her rib cage cracking under the pressure. In order to avoid killing her, you stop just short of barreling through her abdomen, causing her to fly backwards as the sonic boom you created rings throughout your ears.

The tall alien flies into a tree, and standing near her is the figure of the young Ben Tennyson. He appears to be carrying a large cannon that fits over his entire hand. Almost like Megaman’s Mega Buster Gun. Looks like he might’ve been trying to flank the aliens that attacked his family.

He cautiously aims the cannon at you, but when he sees the Omnitrix symbol around your waist, he lowers the cannon and runs towards Gwen’s position. You silently nod at the boy and zoom past him as you snatch up the short alien and slam him into several nearby trees. The Tennysons can only sit and watch as you seamlessly zip back and forth the three aliens that had once tormented you.

Eventually. You grab the three of them and shove them back into the escape pods from whence they came, but they probably won’t be able to use them in their current incapacitated state.

As you and Gwen voluntarily time out, Ben comes along looking rather dejected. Seems he’s a bit grumpy over missing out on the action, and a chance to prove himself.

[Gwen]: Where were you?! Me and Grandpa were worried sick, ya big doofus!

Gwen walks up to Ben and shoves him, prompting him to shove her back with a bit more force.

[Ben]: Don’t push me! How was I supposed to know that you were gonna get attacked out of nowhere?

[Gwen]: Oh I don’t know, it only happened every other day last summer!

Gwen openly mocks the boy, which only causes tensions between them to rise even further. Luckily, Max manages to forcefully separate the two of them before matters could escalate.

[Max]: Alright you two, break it up!

Suddenly, a giant projection forms in the sky, seemingly coming from the three derelict escape pods.

The giant figure reminds you of D’Traxus, but his appearance is more closely related to a reptile’s. He wears a rather impressive suit of armor, along with an assortment of weapons on his person. His muscles are so large that you wonder how his armor can contain him. It almost looks as if he’d burst out of it by flexing once. And he has to be at least 10 feet tall!

[Challenger]: I see that you have defeated my champions. Well done.

His annoyance shows through his wide, toothy grin. But there’s something more hidden behind his expression. Excitement.

[Challenger]: You have passed my trial, and as a reward, I shall come to face you in person. Take this time to prepare yourself.

(Cont.)

As his transmission fades out, you inspect the Tennyson’s faces, only to find fear and frustration from Max and Ben. However, you’re met by a rather curious expression from Gwen, if only for a split second.

Excitement. The thrill of battle overcomes her greater judgement, and she can't help but smile at the thought of a worthy challenger approaching her.

------

Once the smoke clears, you, Gwen and Max worked together to tip the Rust Bucket back on its feet. But it’s gonna take alot of work to get this thing back on the road. And even if you do, you doubt that it would help in your fight against the Challenger.

Ben and Gwen have taken up opposite sides of the camp, refusing to interact with one another after their last fight. Their constant quarreling seems to be taking its toll on Max as well.

What do you do?

>Confront Gwen about her attitude towards combat. If she continues like this, she might seriously get herself hurt someday.
>Talk to Ben about his attitude towards his cousin. It’s never fun to feel useless compared to the rest of your team.
>Comfort Max as you help him to repair the RV. When these kids grow up, they’ll probably be much closer than they are now.
>Try to unite the Tennyson family with a rather inspirational speech. As you are now, you won’t be able to fight against the Challenger very effectively.(Write-in.)
>Check back with your Multiversal teammates. You could really use some backup here.
>Write-in.

>>4053202
>"Allright. I think I figured out what might have caused the hindsight beacon, and even if it isn't this guy coming up I know what will definitely effect it. And let me say it clear, it's not skill or anything that has to do it. It's attitude. Which is one of the four vital components of combat. It may even be the most important. Fortunately we can work this out, after all, that's what this inter dimensional team is for. So, let's get a workshop going. Be honest about this, but what are some of your guys biggest concerns and hopes."

>>4053202
>Talk to Ben about his attitude towards his cousin. It’s never fun to feel useless compared to the rest of your team.

>>4053202
>quickly reassure Max before asking him to talk to Gwen about possibly being battle happy, it might lead to problems in the future, and since we are here maybe it did.
Then
>Talk to Ben about his attitude towards his cousin. It’s never fun to feel useless compared to the rest of your team.

>>4053202
>Comfort Max as you help him to repair the RV. When these kids grow up, they’ll probably be much closer than they are now.
>Talk to Ben about his attitude towards his cousin. It’s never fun to feel useless compared to the rest of your team.

>>4053241
>>4054040
>>4054400
I'm seeing that the majority is voting to talk to Ben, while also leaning towards comforting Max(therefore indirectly confronting Gwen)

I'll write with these decisions in mind...

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While assisting Max in repairing the Rust Bucket, you transform into XLR8 in order to speed up the process.

[Max]: Wow, you’re really good at that.

He seems impressed by how easily you can repair a custom vehicle with alien parts installed.

[Wade]: My Grandpa taught me.

You run back and forth, grabbing items from Max’s toolbox and returning them a second later.

[Max]: Sounds like a smart man.

You’re pretty sure that your Grandpa was good friends with Max. You wonder if you should mention it to him later.

[Wade]: Yeah, he’s the best.

You take a split second to wistfully reminisce about your family, before shaking your head and returning to the matter at hand.

[Wade]: Hey Max, you know it’s okay if your grandchildren fight every now and again. Kids fight all the time. But when they grow up, they’ll be alot closer.

Max laughs and scratches the back of his neck.

[Max]: I don’t know about that. I actually think they got along better before that watch came into the picture. Now Gwen’s constantly throwing herself in harm’s way, and Ben’s been brooding like a teenager. I just don’t know what to do with those kids.

[Wade]: Yeah, about that...

You place a drill on the ground and kneel down to meet Max at eye level.

[Wade]: Look, I’m gonna need you to talk with Gwen. I think she might be a bit “troubled”.

Max narrows his eyes at you as he rises to his feet and brushes off his knees.

[Max]: What do you mean?

[Wade]: When Challenger called to warn us, she was smiling. Taking her personality into account, that wasn’t the sort of reaction I’d expect from her.

[Max]: Well, she has been a bit reckless lately...

Max rubs his chin and glances over at his idle granddaughter. You want to be straight with the man and tell him that Gwen might be some sort of battle junkie, but he probably won’t respond well to that.

[Max]: Alright, I’ll talk to her and figure out what’s going on.

[Wade]: Sweet. That means I’ll be talking to Ben to try to smooth things over.

He extends a hand to you, which you firmly grasp and shake.

[Max]: Thank you, I really appreciate it. But I’ve gotta warn you, he can be a real powder keg at times.

He leans closer to whisper to you for that last part.

Now, it’s time to play camp counselor.

-------

When you approach Ben, has his back turned to you, and you can see that he’s been working on that hand mounted plasma cannon of his. Your first instinct is to snatch it away from him, but he actually appears to know what he’s doing with it. Looks like maintenance.

[Wade]: Pretty impressive for an 11-year old.

Ben grabs a magnetic welding torch and gently places it along a frayed cable.

[Ben]: You break something enough, you learn how to put it back together.

With that logic, it’s a wonder that it still works at all.

[Wade]: You see, I was wondering-

[Ben]: I’m not apologizing. If that’s what you came over here for, then you’re wasting your time.

The boy snaps at you before you can even get the ball rolling.

(Cont.)

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[Wade]: That’s not what I’m here for. I wanted to know more about you. Like, why you carry around guns that are twice your size.

Finally, he places his weapon on the table and turns towards you.

[Ben]: What else am I supposed to do when the bad guys show up? Hide under my bed and suck my thumb? Gwen’s got the watch, a fat head and a black belt in karate. OH! And did I mention that she knows magic?! Can’t forget that!

Ben gives you a sarcastic and spiteful grin that takes you by surprise.

[Wade]: Uh…

[Ben]: Oh no, wait! I can be the guy with the alien weapons and the cool gadgets!

He snaps his fingers in a mocking manner.

[Ben]: Oh, darn! That’s Grandpa’s job! Guess there’s nothing left for me to do.

He rolls his eyes, turns his back to you and goes back to what he was doing before.

[Ben]: Gwen’s little miss perfect, Grandpa’s...Grandpa, and I’m just...nobody…

You stand there silently, pondering over what your next move should be.

[Ben]: You’re still here?

What do you say?

>”None of those things make you special. Even without that watch, I know that you’re meant for great things.”
>”Being spiteful and bitter won’t save your family when the going gets rough. Whether they know it or not, they need you.”
>”Just because someone’s good at something doesn’t mean that you can’t give it a shot. Who knows? You might end up being better than them if you train hard enough.”
>”You know, a jack of all trades can be pretty valuable teammate.”
>”Where I come from, there’s more than one watch. Maybe you’ll get lucky someday.”
>No one's born a hero, and no alien watch is gonna magically transform you into one. That's a transformation that you're gonna have to work on yourself."
>Give him some space for the time being.
>Write-in.

>>4054908
>>”You know, a jack of all trades can be pretty valuable teammate. If you immerse yourself in everything you can achieve a lot. Heck, if you try everything you might even find something you'll accel at.”
>"Also, there's something more special than any power, intelligence, or weapon. And that's determination. Even if you stumble, even if you fall down, you'll eventually get back up, stronger from that. I should know, after all I didn't win all the time, allthough I wouldn't change a thing since I think I learned more from those."

>>4054908
>”Just because someone’s good at something doesn’t mean that you can’t give it a shot. Who knows? You might end up being better than them if you train hard enough.”

>>4054915
>>4055361
Almost done with the write-up. Decided to combine the options for now.

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[Wade]: You know, a jack of all trades can be a pretty valuable teammate. If you immerse in what you’re trying to learn, then you’ll be able to achieve alot. Heck, if you try a bit of everything, you might even find something that you excel at.

[Ben]: You sound like my old camp counselor.

OOF! He’s got you there.

[Wade]: Just because someone else is good at something doesn’t mean that you can’t give it a shot. And who knows? You might end up being stronger than them if you train hard enough. That’s what’s so great about having a rival. You push each other to get stronger.

He stops working on the cannon, but doesn’t turn to meet your gaze. You take a moment to gather your thoughts before opening your mouth to speak again.

[Wade]: The point is, you don’t need to be the strongest, or the smartest or even the guy with the biggest gun. As long as you’re determined to improve, even after you fall down over and over again, you can accomplish anything.

Okay, that sounded a little bit cheesy. Time to dial it back a bit.

[Wade]: Even when you lose, you’re getting stronger. I should know. I lost loads of times in the past. But I’m grateful for experiencing those losses, because it’s helped me to grow and learn.

Before turning to leave, you place a hand on Ben’s shoulder, causing him to tense up a bit.

[Wade]: Never stop trying, and you’ll be a hero in no time. I'm sure of it.

You've given him a lot to consider, but all you can do is hope that it sinks in. It’s probably been a long time since anyone’s expressed faith in him like that. It’s kinda hard for you to imagine yourself in his shoes, considering how supportive your family was.

Just then, a long shadow looms over you, plunging the surrounding area in darkness.

[Gwen]: What is that?

Gwen, Max and Ben come running over to your position in order to get a better look at the object that’s eclipsing the sun. And the object that emerges from the clouds leaves you in awe. It’s the Chimerian Hammer…

[Gwen]: Vilgax’s ship? I thought we blew it up.

[Ben]: Guess someone’s a fan of his work.

The four of you watch as the dreadful vessel descends from the sky and lands in a nearby town.

[Max]: That’s not good.

[Wade]: Is the Rust Bucket ready to drive?

You look over at the RV, still turned on its side and twisted into a pretzel. Guess that’s a no.

[Ben]: We don’t have time to wait around. Me and Gwen can take our bikes.

Max looks like he wants to disagree, but for once, Ben and Gwen appear to be on the same page.

[Wade]: Great idea. I’ll go with you.

Max seems reassured by your presence, and Ben appears to be confused for some reason.

[Ben]: But wait, you don’t have a bike.

Well technically you do, but it’s in another dimension.

Gwen visibly facepalms and drags her hand down her face.

[Gwen]: He has an Omnitrix, you doofus. Why would he need a bike?

Ben scowls at her, but not in a resentful way like before.

(Cont.)