Shadowcaster + Doppel:
Going in through the window Shadowcaster quickly and stealthily surveys the apartment. Small living area, a bedroom, a kitchen, and a crapper. Tyler isn't home. He hides in the shadows and wait for him.
After several hours he returns home. Shadowcaster watches him unnoticed for awhile. Tyler wolfs down dinner and flips on the television. Halfway through a 'Truman Idol' re-run the vigilante strikes, wrestling Tyler to the ground and binding him up. He dumps the drug dealear, now screaming for mercy, onto his bed and calls Doppel in for the Interrogation.
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You stare at the pathetic man as he squirms against his bindings and rants that he has already served his time. You glance at each other, upon coming to the realization that you forgot to coordinate an interrogation plan ahead of time...
Symon:
The hostage site is only a 15 minute ride in a FBI SWAT van from the sacred heart. It would seem some of the Nuns are being held in a massive underground estate. You spot two Snipers in dated Cuban army uniforms in a watchtower near the gate. Agent Doe gets on the megaphone and anounces that a great soviet hero has come to aid in the negotiations. After several minutes somebody shouts back that their leader is not willing to negotiate.
You take the megaphone yourself, identifing yourself as The Spirit of Industry. They are skeptical, pointing out that the Spirit of Industry wears power armor, and that you do not. They also add that you/he is/are a traitor to communist ideals.
"I doubt their leader is here. He wouldn't pass up a chance to chat you up." Agent Doe informs you. "I'm going to call it a day, we can try the other hostage sites tomorrow. I can arrange for you to spend the night in the monastery, or in one of the Sacred Heart University dorms. Of course, you could come back to Roosevelt with me and be my guest this evening. The wife is making turkey in the slow cooker, and I'm sure my brother would be thrilled to meet you."
Smokescreen:
You pull out your PDA and google the nine foot man in the tunnels. Most of the results come back in mandarin Chinese, and after several hours pouring over a few poorly translated pages you learn that he lives just outside of a small mushroom farming community that provides seasons and spices to Asian eateries all over Truman.
The nine footer is mostly a hermit, living in an isolated portion of tunnel blocked off from the world by a thick Iron Grate he installed. He only comes out once every couple months to sell his shrooms at the local market. He speaks neither mandarin nor English very fluently, and several blogging merchants admit to exploiting this to rip the giant off. He has earned a degree of fame in the community by saving a family from a burning house last month while he was on his way to the market.
There are few pictures of him, and they are all low quality. From what you can tell he is incredibly muscular. He wears what appears to be a homemade poncho, and his face seems to be one of somebody in his forties.
You then focus your research on figuring out how to get into the tunnels. You learn that you need papers to get into any of the major domes, and many of the minor ones, but anybody can roam the tunnels freely. Roosevelt Dome is fairly easy to re-enter undocumented; all you have to do is purchase or forage a shuttle-port ticket and tell the checkpoint you are on your way off the planet. You do note that Mushroom Flats, the comunity that the giant lives near, is not connected to any of the major tunnel trams or bus routes, and that a cab would be expensive...
Lillian:
You roam the govenors mansion in search of snacks and eventualy find the kitchen. Green dosn't seem to keep any sweets around, so you eventually settle on a granola bar as you sit down on the kitchen counter and boot up your tablet for some more surfing. You find that Synthetic Kiss keeps a gmail and PO Box address for fan mail. You also learn that she has a habit of showing up uninvited to parties that are advertised on Meblab. You subscribe to her feed and then do a bit more research on Linda Tapply.
You learn that Mr. Tapply originally worked for the Superheroes Union as an engineer designing costumes, custom weapons, and utility belts for its members. After his first family died, also coincidentally in an explosion, he retired, remarried, and moved to Truman. After his disabled daughter Linda was born he opened up a business making Power-chairs and Exoskeletons. You find very little on Linda herself, other than a few articles about her winning some science fair or another as a kid.
Suddenly you are interrupted by the ding of an Email. It would seem that Synthetic Kiss is currently in a Meblab pissing contest with the Truman Attorney General, who has just announced that a bunch of "super-freaks" have arrived on the planet and linked to a news article. It would seem the Attorney General leaked the Union Datasheets on your entire group to the press. Your powers, gadgets, and limitations are all posted along with a short biography (Thankfully with the secret identity names redacted).
Synthetic Kiss had commented on the leaked documents, saying she'd love to flirt with or fight against any of you. The Attorney General responded to her blab by declareing that. "You, the new freaks, and Governor Green are all in the same boat to me. Your kind should be locked up like the animals you are."
You spend 30 minutes watching the two argue on Meblab with mild amusement. You shoot off some emails to the others and wait for a responce.
Alan:
You wake up in the gym and are informed that you have arrived on Truman. A young maiden, whom you have learned from experince is called a nurse, tells you that the Symptoms of FTL sickness will pass over the next hour or so and that you are free to move around as soon as you are ready.
Just then an ancient looking man enters and introduces himself as Governor Green. He gives you a piece of plastic with your picture on it and places one on everybody else's bed. "These are your ID cards. They can get you to any dome on the planet." He explains before hurrying off.
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