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  1. Gizmo

    Bug Hunt

    "Awesome! That's honestly a total relief." The wattage of Ryder's beaming smile did nothing to assuage Dragonfly's concerns about his sustained energy output. Jenny had loaded the three tall plastic cups into a carry-out tray but waved Dragonfly away when she moved to pay for them. "Don't worry about it. I'm kind of a fan, too." She indicated a heart-shaped enamel pin on her cardigan coloured in stripes of blue, white and pink and shrugged. "I've got so many ideas now! Like, I bet if I used residual spatial distortions to bend light I could create a kind of camouflage effect and deal with the excess heat from rapid instar swapping!" Ryder seemed to be largely in his own world, gesturing animatedly with both hands as he drew imaginary schematics in the air. "First I'd have to--" "First you have a shift to finish so I can work on my paper," his sister insisted with a glare. The younger sibling clapped his hands together and bobbed his head with a chagrinned laugh. "Yes! Right! But after that!"
  2. Jack of all Blades [Maxed] Strange Like Me - 1 post Chitin Bug Hunt - 24 posts Rollover from Jack and Ref Point to Chitin, please!
  3. Gizmo

    Bug Hunt

    "Oh, wild!" Ryder exclaimed, immediately fishing from his pocket what had probably once been a commercially available phone before its innards had been transferred into a frosted transparent case along with other modifications. Jenny simultaneously pulled out a comparatively nondescript device, looking more apprehensive about the implications of Dragonfly's ability to remotely access and modify data. "Don't worry, I won't bug you a bunch or anything! Oh, ha, 'bug'! Right, because-- well, anyway. Can you let me know if you manage to fix him?" The teenager indicated the drone in the cardboard box. "I still feel kinda bad I couldn't manage it myself."
  4. Gizmo

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    Jenny gave her brother a look with narrowed eyes. "Please tell me you didn't try to make a few of those wings." "I can honestly say I did not do that!" Ryder confirmed cheerfully, his good mood apparently all but bulletproof. She placed her hands on her temples and squeezed her eyes shut, visibly concentrating on her breathing. "Fine. I'll take what I can get." "Me too!" Ryder gave Dragonfly a pair of thumbs up. "I guess you probably didn't write stuff down into a book or anything but even just more advice like the paper test thing would be awesome! I want to learn as much as I can so I can use it to help people. That's my dream and I never give up on a dream!"
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    Ryder pumped his fist triumphantly. "I can work with close! I'm not very good at quiet but I'm great at learning!" "Both of those things are true," Jenny admitted, placing the last of Dragonfly's to-go cups on the counter, "but can we go back to the part about the city block for a minute? What did you do?" "Nothing! It's fine," her brother assured her, adjusting his conspicuous belt buckle and straightening his shirt. "The peaches were still usable afterward!" "What part of that sounded reassuring in your head?" She turned to the armoured heroine and crossed her arms. "Are you offering him an internship or what here? He's still in high school and definitely not signing anything until our dad gets back."
  6. Gizmo

    Bug Hunt

    "Oh yeah, totally," Ryder agreed readily before blinking twice and standing up a little straighter. "Oh! Yeah. Totally." The teenager shifted from foot to foot awkwardly, strawberry blond hair bobbing as he looked down at his feet. "So... hypothetically, if someone already knew how some of that technology worked, it would be the most dangerous for them to not learn more about it. Yeah?" He tilted his chin up to give Dragonfly a grin that was partly embarrassed and partly hopeful, rocking back and forth on his heels with his hands in the pockets of his pants.
  7. Gizmo

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    "We wouldn't have the oranges out if they weren't good," Jenny was quick to point out but she gave the fruit in question a judgmental look nonetheless and added, "The strawberries are better, though." She set about preparing the order with the practiced ease of someone who knew where everything was without needing to look. In fact, she glanced over at Dragonfly while layering the parfait. "You're his favourite, you know. He thinks the world of just about everyone but he tried to explain something about how your wings work to me once and just about vibrated himself through a wall." There was a note of caution in her tone, looking for signs that her brother's expectations might not be met. Ryder burst back into the room holding a cardboard box printed with peaches and shipping instructions. "Back!" He'd lined the inside of the box with towels as though he'd been making a bed for a stray wounded animal and nestled the damaged drone within.
  8. Gizmo

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    The young woman behind the faux-palm tree counter looked up from her book at the filtered voice and froze, letting Dragonfly finish before demanding in a strangled voice, "Ryderrr..." "Gotta get the thing! Right back!" He gave his sister a big thumbs up while racing around the length of the bar to reach the door into the back. Seemingly to pick up on some of their guest's discomfort he paused to turn the thumbs up to Dragonfly as well before ducking out of view. Jenny was wide-eyed and silent for a long beat before clearing her throat hesitantly. "Well, uh. Welcome to the Smoothie Shack? Can I get you something?" She gestured with both hands to the array of sliced fruits, brightly coloured bottles and other ingredients. Evidently broad body language ran in the family.
  9. Gizmo

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    "Paper! That's so smart, man! If you got the vertices just right you could put in a flat piece and have it come out folded into origami, I bet!" His head shot up, staring into space and his hands went wide as an idea struck him. "I could totally do something printer-themed. Need to think about this." Just as quickly his attention swung back around to the conversation at hand. "Right! Follow me!" After what ended up being a short trip once the cricket Robug had accepted an apology Chitin led Dragonfly into Riverside. Ducking around a corner and out of immediate sight of any passersby the teenager toggled the chambers on his belt and returned his armour to its subspace pocket in a flash of light and colour. Ryder laced his fingers above his head and stretched mightily. "Talk about a successful test run, ha!" Hefting his backpack again he waved to the older heroine where she hovered nearby overhead and jogged over to a storefront with a sign, flanked in palm tree designs and adorned with tropical fruit imagery, that proclaimed it to be the Smoothie Shack. "I'm back! Sorry about-- yah!" The apology was cut short as his sister caught one of Ryder's ears and gave it a forceful yank. "You're unbelievable, you know that?" Jenny huffed before letting him go and retuning to a textbook she had open on the counter. "You're just lucky it was a slow night. Did you finish whatever was so important?" "Yes! All good. It was really important, you're the best!" Ryder gave a sunny smile that Jenny knew better than to bother trying to stay mad at, settling for rolling her eyes and trying to suppress a fond grin.
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    "Instant zip-ties! That explains the different protocols for living matter, too. I tried storing some fruit to see if it would stay fresh and, uh, the good news is that I was going to make smoothies with it anyway. Splurtch!" He mimed a messy explosion with both hands while making the accompanying sound effect. Abruptly reminded of something he stuck himself in the forehead with the butt of his hand. Part of the helmet chirped in protest and as Dragonfly watched it detached from the armour, rearranging into a little robotic cricket while the cyan coloured pieces of armour on Chitin's suit returned to their subspace pocket with little flares of light. "Smoothies! My sister is going to kick my butt if I don't get back to my shift." In his simplified white and black suit the young man turned back to Dragonfly. "Uh, do you like smoothies? Or ice cream or parfaits or-- actually we have a bunch of stuff but the things is your drone is in my workshop which is at my family's juice bar and we could go get it but I don't know if that's weird?" He wasn't worried about Dragonfly knowing who he was; everyone knew she was a real, big time hero even if she hadn't just stepped in to help. Plus it occurred to him that she'd probably been able to track his armour once he activated the system. "Maybe that's a personal boundary thing? Sorry. People say I try too hard sometimes which, like, why would you not try hard, right? But, yeah. I need to get back, is what I was saying."
  11. Gizmo

    Bug Hunt

    Having jumped up to the warehouse rooftop in one prodigious leap the youth had become distracted looking down over the edge until he was addressed directly. “Right! I'm Chitin! Y'know, because..." He rapped his knuckles against the side of his helmet. “And it's one of those fun words that I think most people read before they hear out loud so you mispronounce it, right, because it totally looks like it should be 'chit-in' and I think that's neat!" He seemed to catch himself rambling and overcorrected his posture, standing ramrod straight at attention and trying to look more serious. “I can go get the drone for you! Or you can come get him? I found him but I couldn't fix him enough to turn him back on so I tried to learn more about how the systems work and wow. Obviously I don't need to tell you but there is a lot going on there, oh man! I am super glad trying to use the suit didn't tear off any of my limbs." He stuck his arms straight outward as though taking stock, the backpack slung over one shoulder sliding down to hang from one elbow.
  12. Gizmo

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    Chitin actually clapped his hands, the metal caps on his fingertips clinking together. “That'd be great! I have a bunch of questions about how you get objects to revert to standard space without having to reorient along a reference axis as a separate step! Let me just get my guys." He whistled so though he were calling a trained pet, a strange sound through his helmet. In response the remaining three Robugs appeared. Magenta and Black scuttling over from the warehouse door, the former clacking its forelegs together at the defeated thugs and the latter dragging an empty backpack along behind it. Yellow buzzed in through an open window but gave Dragonfly's drone a wide berth like a cat eyeing up a much larger dog. “Sorry things didn't turn out so hot for you and your friends," he told Mike sincerely once the Robugs were back in their bag. “Make better choices, okay?"
  13. Gizmo

    Bug Hunt

    “You definitely shouldn't run guns at all but okay," Chitin sighed, shaking his head at Mike. The armoured teen shifted awkwardly from foot to foot as he tried to come up with the best way to answer Dragonfly's terse demand, suddenly very aware of what he was or wasn't doing with his hands. “Hi! Hello. Um, this is maybe a weird time to mention it but I'm actually a really big fan?" He waved then thought better of it and placed his hand on his hip before rethinking again and putting both hands behind his back. “Oh, this is Mike. I don't think he really wanted to hurt anyone, he's just bad at... empathy? Or like personal responsibility? I'm glad you showed up when you did, I didn't really want to have to hit anybody else." He cocked his head quizzically, looking from the mangled beam cannon to the surrendered arms dealers. “Did you guys make those or...?"
  14. Gizmo

    Bug Hunt

    Ryder’s jaw tightened beneath his helmet. He was trying but with Chuck shooting wildly someone was going to end up with more than a few bumps and bruises if this didn’t end soon. ”Putting guns into the city just to get popular isn’t much of a dream,” he remarked, stepping out into view atop a crossbeam. Mike let loose with a precise burst of fire, sparks bursting like fireworks where the bullets hit metal supports or cyan armour. Chitin ignored the new warnings popping up all over his HUD. ”You need to wake up.” He pressed each of the chambers on his belt in sequence once again, dropping into a crouch as power rerouted to the suit’s right leg, panels lighting up around the edges not unlike the beam weapons the gun runners were using. "CYMKick!” the tinny voice announced and Chitin launched himself forward and down, angling through the hail the lead until his boot collided squarely into Chuck’s chest. The other man went flying backward, crashing into a crate hard enough to splinter wood and send the box balanced on top of it toppling over, while Chitin stood resolute at the point of echoing impact. He snapped off a quick jab in Mike’s direction just to keep the remaining gunman off balance, trying to control where the weapon could be pointed. “You can still stop this!”
  15. Gizmo

    Bug Hunt OOC

    Chitin Toughness Save vs DC 19; Bruised x1: 1d20+4 9 Jeez louise. Burning another HP. Toughness Save vs DC 19; Bruised x1, HP Reroll: 1d20+4 10 At least that becomes a 20 after the +10. Takedown Attack: Unarmed Attack vs Mike; Power Attack -5: 1d20+6 8 Oof, no dice. Worth a shot! In that case he’ll try to stay up close and in Mike’s face so it’s marginally harder to use the gun.
  16. Gizmo

    Bug Hunt OOC

    Chitin Standard Action: Charge; Unarmed Attack vs Chuck; Charge +2, Power Attack -5: 1d20+8 16 I’ll wait to see how that/Mike’s readied attack goes before figuring out the move!
  17. Gizmo

    Bug Hunt

    “Your dream is to sell dangerous weapons out of a warehouse? I don't believe that!" Chitin countered without hesitation. He had some idea of what the new firearms the arms dealers had produced were capable just from the sort of waste energy they were giving off as they powered up and the bigger one was going to cause some problems even if the trio manning it didn't manage to hit their target. Shoulder down he lunged forward, a single step launching him all the way to his goal. The same momentum continued into an uppercut the bottom of the massive barrel, the materials bowing with a protesting creak and a disheartened warble of a failed power sequence. Leaving them with their new, unwieldy paperweight Chitin crouched briefly before jumping straight up, far over their heads to disappear somewhere in the lattice of support beams overhead. “Why do you need the money badly enough to do this? That's your dream!" he called down from above, flashes of bright cyan visible against the gloomy metal as he continued to move about. “There's still a chance to make that happen the right way!"
  18. Gizmo

    Bug Hunt OOC

    Chitin Standard Action: Charge; Unarmed Attack vs Laser Bazooka; Charge +2, Power Attack -5: 1d20+8 26 That's a DC 20 + 5 Power Attack + 2 Autofire Toughness Save for the bazooka. Move Action: Use Leaping to jump into the support beams overhead, trying to find some cover from Chuck and Mike. -2 Defense until his next turn.
  19. Gizmo

    Bug Hunt OOC

    Knowledge (Technology) Check: 1d20+16 25 To recognize anything about the glowing weapons?
  20. Gizmo

    Bug Hunt

    Chitin yelped as the crowbars made a pair of solid hit on either side of him, prompting a little warning symbol to appear in the corner of his helmet’s HUD. ”You know they’d be used to hurt people! I’m not going to let that happen! Cyan!” At his call a chunky little robot in the shape of a grasshopper or locust lept up onto a nearby crate from its hiding place in the corner then again from the crate to Chitin’s shoulder, chirping like a little chip-tune battlecry. The armoured teen knocked back the crowbars with both arms to give himself a little room then snatched up the Robug and set it against the front of his helmet. Cyan’s form shifted about like an origami sculpture being unfolded, incorporating into the helmet’s faceplate. The annenate and forelegs framed the mouth place while the rear legs became sharply pointed arches over the multifaceted eyes, which lit up in a strawberry red. “Bush Cricket Instar! Hop to it!” the belt’s roboticized voice announced enthusiastically as brightly cyan armour plating expanded from subspace pockets, kicking up another cloud of dust and attaching over Chitin’s chest plate, vambraces and in particular his legs. The moment the new armour came online Chitin burst into motion, far faster than any normal human. Three rabbit punches connected with his first assailant in a blur and sent the man crashing backward into a crate hard enough that the wood could be heard to splinter. Just as quickly he caught the second thug in the should and launched into a throw that sent them both into a cartwheel, ending with Chitin standing ready on the warehouse floor and his opponent laid out face first. Hopping from foot to foot with unrestrained energy he pointed at Chuck and Mike. “I’ll protect everyone’s dreams from your selfishness!”
  21. Gizmo

    Bug Hunt OOC

    Notice Check: 1d20+5 15 ?
  22. Gizmo

    Bug Hunt OOC

    Chitin Move Action: Activate Cricket Instar! Standard Action: Unarmed Attack vs Goon 1: 1d20+11 25 That’s a DC 15 + 5 + up to 2 Autofire Toughness Save. Then, should Takedown Attack be an option: Unarmed Attack vs Goon 2: 1d20+11 13
  23. Gizmo

    Bug Hunt OOC

    Chitin Toughness Save vs DC 19: 1d20+5 12 HP Reroll: Toughness Save vs DC 19; HP Reroll: 1d20+5 16
  24. Gizmo

    Bug Hunt

    Chitin lunged forward with the strength and speed the suit added to his legs and was upon Chuck as soon as the words had left his mouth. One hand shoved the ringleader in the check, knocking him backward a few steps while the other grabbed onto Chuck’s gun and yanked it away in the opposite direction. Gripping it in the middle the masked figure shook the gun in front of himself emphatically. ”This is really what you want to be doing? Hurting people? Killing people?”
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