Wonder why I have a minus one to getting a job while I make an illusion that makes it seem that I'm not in my cell. Contemplate becoming a villain.
[5] You do so. Several minutes later, a passing guard notes your absence and promptly alerts the other guards.
Hm. Seems that escape would be a lot harder than it is in the movies.
Time for work, go to my job
Anything special you want to do today? Aside from sunset and sunrise, we're not going to be tied to any particular time schedule. Probably all the time-manipulating supers.
The Messiah. What a name, Oszkar thinks. Such promise, such wonder! But whatever happened to this blessed youngster, he wonders.
Well, time to find out!
Go to a library and use one of them newfangled computers that they've presumably got. Find info on this Messiah.
Ozkar heads to the local library and searches for "Messiah". [1] She seems to be in Israel.
check and pocket the "whats this" then stash the rest and use my new maps to plan a route to reach my company building undetected.
Disguise self and buy replacement laptop screen, head back to lair and fix my laptop.
[6] You disguise yourself, creating in your mind a persona for this disguise, a way he acts, thinks, walks.
As it so happens, this persona is startlingly similar to a snitch for a major local gang. Three big thugs, one of them covered in scales, notice you and corner you against a wall.
Charge in, guns blazing, come peacefully with the arresting officers.
Knife blazing, but whatever.
[2] You manage to make it almost ten whole feet before a super (probably one of those public heroes) tries to stop you. Turns out, you don't need super-strength for a strong punch--turning your fists scaley works just as well. You surrender and are placed in jail. [5] The cell next to you is empty, and this seems to have disturbed the guards.
Go out! Patrol for evil! Because yeah!
[1] You run into a guy who definitely looks evil: He has claws, an exoskeleton, and dresses in an orange-and-red suit. Aha! Battle plan?
(Damn, that limits its usefulness a lot. Oh well.)
Ok, how about this: a black, plain hoodie over a black t-shirt, loose black track pants, thin white gloves, white running shoes, and a plain white face mask. Also, noise-dampening earplugs. Wear the amulet underneath the t-shirt, in contact with my skin, leaving the hoodie open so it doesn't muffle the noise. Face mask goes on the face, earplugs in the ears, hood over the head.
Finally, get myself a weapon. Anything available, though a gun would be preferable.
Grab a kitchen knife, go out and look for crime.
You consider purchasing a more conventional superhero costume, before going for a more minimalistic costume. The total cost is around $120, but a quick withdrawal from your bank account fixes that. You grab a kitchen knife and head out to fight crime!
[1] (Meh, why not?) You see a crab-monster attacking what looks like some kind of poorly-washed superhero guy!
-rp snip-
I need thick clothing, something to hide my headgear from prying eyes and the many video cameras that plague this place. I've managed to clear them all out of my apartment, either through clever wiring or just removing them, but it will only last for so long before the fix them. Hm... A hoodie? Surely I have one in here somewhere...
You grab a hoodie and use it to hide your...special hat. What now?
Adi Langer: [2,1,2] Lucky you.
Adi is glad to finally be on her own, without her father's control over her. Of course, it didn't pan out. She got her house, car, and was working on finding a job when a couple of sorcerers working for her father attacked her. About the best thing about it was that the two didn't get along, causing them to toss the occasional spell at each other. This lead to a massive magical burst caused by a combination of a miscast spell by one, a mildly malicious spell by the other, and a spirit with bad luck lead to the worst magical accident of the year, and among the worst this decade. This lead to (among other things) one of the sorcerers dying horribly, the other turning into a sentient toad, and Adi transforming into a silver statue. After about four days, Adi regained her ability to move. Now, she's made of what the doctor called "semi-organic silver". It's kinda flexible--she even has individual strands of silver for hair. Perhaps the worst part, in her mind, is that this makes her not so much different than dear old Dad...
((Sorry for not updating sooner. I would have updated yesterday or so if it wasn't for Writer's Block on Adi.))