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[Tomasque]

 Sarrak:
[2] You eat the broccoli, downing it in a few gulps. When you look up, the place is damn near empty, though. There are no pizza guys left, so you just put the money on the counter (-10 bucks). You leave the building before the cops arrive.

 wipeout:
[1] Everyone starts to give you strange looks, but you manage to get one guy in a business suit and tie inside. As you go back out to the street again, you hear the music stop and the lights go on. You hear polka music begin to play! The outrage!
 Yourmaster:
[3] At last you put out the fire, now soaked from the downpour. Your clothing is charred and dirty, and your back feels like its been in the sun too long. way too long. At least you don't feel depressed anymore.

      You are injured
 Vivalas:
[1] You drink the ale down heartily, though you still smell like shit. All of the sudden, you hear a voice in another room. "What is that smell?" You try and dive underneath the coffee table, but it is to late. You see there is a man with a some weird things taped to his arms. "Stop right there!" he yells.

[wipeout1024]

Tell the DJ to put on disco music, not this polka s**t

[Sarrak]

Time for power-testing. Do we have a factory or something of this scale here? Travel there.

[Wolfkit]

Pretend to comply, then summon a pickaxe and whack his head with the side of the pickaxe to knock him out.

[NAV]

Try to get a job.

[Yourmaster]

Go home to get some ice.

[Vivalas]

Summon dwarves, then try to escape!

[Tomasque]

 wipeout:
"It's not me!" says the DJ, and you look inside. There you see the man in the business suit, smiling. He turns towards the dancefloor. "Merry menfolk. May my message move many misdirected minds. Many mouth my moniker, Mediocre Man."

 Sarrak:
How?

 Wolfkit:
[2] You are unable to summon a pickaxe. You snap out of concentration to feel him putting handcuffs on you.

 NAV:
[2] You manage to not get a job.

 Yourmaster:
[auto] You get some ice. Success.

 Vivalas:
[4]  You summon forth two dwarves, who proceed to run away, leaving you in the dust. You follow them quickly. Something smacks you in the back, but you keep your balance. In fact, you catch the object. Its a bound stack of one dollar bills. "Give that back," yells the man, but you are already gone.

     +50 bucks
  ((Sorry its late, I had a concert today. Just remember that he you use your power like every turn, youll get some minuses.))

[Yourmaster]

Cast my magic on a knife.

[wipeout1024]

Fight him with my disco power!

[Sarrak]

By train or by taxi.

[Vivalas]

Go to the nearest gun shop.

[NAV]

Get elite ninja training.

[Salsacookies]

Real Name: Cookies McSalsa

Supervillain Name: Dark Lord Salsacookies

Superpower: Spicemancy, control over kitchen spices and condiments.

Goal: Complete domination of Candyland

[Tomasque]

 Yourmaster:
[3] Since you're still at home, you get a nice steak knife and cast a bit of your voodoo on it. Suddenly a venomous bug appears on the face of the knife, and you drop it in surprise.

 wipeout:
[1 vs 1] ((Umm... That is certainly...difficult)) You fail horribly and begin to waltz with mediocre man, while headbanging to the polka music. [6] Everyone begins to laugh and cheer.

 Sarrak:
No... what will you do to the place? ((Sorry about wasting your time.))

 Vivalas:
[4] You are now at a gun store.

 NAV:
[6] You find a place that will give you elite ninja training for only 1500! Will you take up the deal?