((Dammit Xantadice))
Motion for the guy to come out here! I has a plan.
Just a minor question, sir: would you like to increase the amount of money you get?
(4) The clerk seems disarmed enough by this question to put down the phone. "What do you want?"
Gort Natman. A name destined for supervillainry. With Gotham's crime rate somehow increasing further than its already astronomical amount, the Gnatman has decided it's time to make a name for himself. Armed with only $1000 in savings, a cheap vaguely insectoid Halloween costume and an encyclopedic knowledge of all things entomological, Gotham's newest, lamest supervillain is about to make his debut.
After a quick shopping trip, of course.
First things first; I'll need some gadgets. To that end, let's look for a local Radio Shack or something, somewhere to gather tech and parts to build some cool Gnat-gear. Allot a budget of up to $250 to purchase high-techy odds and ends that look like they can be cannibalized and re-purposed as villainous doodads.
(2) There is no such thing as Radio Shack anymore. (3) However, you do find the next best thing: a thrift-store and a pawn shop.
Send a messenger of my own, a girl of no great standing, preferably, to see what BM wants, and if he by any chance happens to be Batman.
Also, anybody in my crew know anything about anyone called BM?
(4) You discover that this BM is none other than infamous mobster, Black Mask. He does indeed want to get a distribution deal with you.
"My friends, brothers and sisters, hear me! It is high time zat we fight back against the american swine. For too long have ve allowed them to make a mockery of our cultures. They have turned the great Chinese cuisine into something that would make chairman Mao weep! They have taken the very spicy soul of South American food and watered it down to a sad, bland shade of its former self. Zey dare...DARE to compare the watered down dishwater they sell in their fancy boutiques to real French wine!
No more I say! We must band together, brothers and sisters. Band together to drive these charlatans from zis city! And from the ashes of these fakes we will build our new home away from home! Who is with me?!"
give rousing speech, attract minions followers
(4) You get several immigrants coming up to ask you questions after the speech.
DEPLOY TEAMS OF SEVEN EACH TO FIND CRIMES IN PROGRESS AND CAPTURE THE CRIMINALS RESPONSIBLE
USE BASS CANNON AS HEAVY ARTILLERY IN CASE IT IS NECESSARY
(4) You roll into the areas the police neglect sometimes, though not the absolute shitholes, and abduct several criminals in the act of their crimes. You find a suspicious guy in a strange getup with a golf bag, though, and on spotting him, he flees down an alley.
Collect my balls and get back home before someone else hassles me.
(3) As you do this, you see some kind of tricked-out truck heading your way, and instinctively know this means trouble.
Assemble a few of the faster or stronger dogs... we will take the upper floor! This will be our home, and ours alone.
"Take care" of the inhabitants of the upper floor
(4) Using keys left in labcoat pockets, you open the stairwell door. The screams stop after a few minutes, and you know it is done.
Theodore chuckled as he heard the voice of his old associate come on the line, hoping it didn't sound nervous.
Because it kind of was. He'd been out of the game a while...
On the phone to Armando the fence, ask him how he is in a friendly manner, how's work, that sort of thing.
Be sure to ask after his wife, too, that's probably a long-running injoke between us.
Then, in a roundabout manner, hint at maybe trying to find some "work".
(2) Armando, as usual, says he has no wife. He seems a bit lukewarm after being cut off for so long, (6) but tells you he might have something for you. He says you might not like it, though. You, being a bit needful of work, though...
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