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#Lore24 – Entry #191 – Supers Month II #10 – Mines and Monsters

From the journal of Abigail “Sassy” Dawson, Mage of the Order of Hecate

A couple days later we’d ridden into the Black Hills area, and before long, we’d found where this thing had wanted us.  Weren’t hard to find, I suppose, considering there was a whole mining town that this thing had consumed for itself, leavin’ the bodies of the miners and townsfolk behind as mindless, walking corpses with a right fierce hunger for fresh meat.  It was grim work, but it had to be done, lest these diseased things spread their condition around the whole area.  Figure it was this demon’s plan to help tire us out before the real fight, cause while the zombies weren’t much of a threat to myself or my two ever-bickering companions, it did take us the better part of the day to clear’em out, even with Assane and Richard’s considerable magic.

We could sense the presence of the demon all over the place, and we knew exactly where it was hidin’, deep in the mines.  I never was one for the underground, and after this, I surely wouldn’t feel no better about goin’ into tight and dark places like’em.  Still, there was work to be done, and I weren’t goin’ to let a little thing like that stop me from dealin’ with that evil bastard.  We knew goin’ into the place it was gonna be dangerous, traps abound from the dynamite and sabotaged bracings and the like, no doubt.  My companions didn’t have so much to worry about if they mistepped down there, but I was under no such protections, and, as much of a handful as they are, it was rather touchin’ that they were bein’ extra careful on my account. 

Weren’t just traps in there, though; the demon had some more undead roamin’ the place, and as we got further down, some lesser demons it had called up, bunch of little imps and flyin’ things that were more or less balls of teeth that spat acid everywhere.  Was a good thing I knew some curin’ magic, cause I would’ve been right deaf before it was all said and done.  My magic reserves weren’t nothin’ like Assane’s and Richard’s, so I had to be careful with what I used up.  Not that I had a ton of powder on me at the time, so I had to be careful regardless, though my magically enhanced toothpick did its own fair share of the work down there.

So, it was slow goin’, and well into the night when we finally navigated our way through the maze of tunnels and drops into the deepest recesses where this thing had took up.  We knew we was close when we heard the chantin’ and saw the red glow in the dark of the tunnels ahead.  I hadn’t counted on there bein’ a cult of humans ‘round the demon, but of course, I weren’t as learned on them as I was followin’ this whole thing.  I could see the magic swirlin’ about and knew we was in for a rough time of it.  Still, we marched right in there, knowin’ what needed to be done and with some idea how to do it.  I was the weak link, bein’ the most inexperienced and the only one who could die permanently, but the pair, for all the trouble they had put me through, had taught me several tricks I’d never had thought up on my own.

Turns out, this demon, and its cult of worshippers, were after Richard.  I honestly weren’t surprised by this revelation, nor was Assane.  Turns out he’d been at the center of a nasty fire some years back that nearly wiped out some city over in England, and some of the wealthiest survivors were none too pleased that they’d been put out like they had.  So, they’d been nursin’ the grudge for a good thirty or more years, just tryin’ to track Richard down so they could kill’em off and had learned the dark arts to make sure that happened.  Assane was of a mind to leave them to it just to get it out of their system, but I ain’t for sure if she was just doin’ that to throw them off their guard or what. 

Needless to say, things got real messy, but it was the first time I’d seen Richard and Assane unleash their full elemental genie natures, turnin’ into bein’s of pure fire and ice.  These Limey cultists weren’t unskilled at what it was they were doin’, and the magic they’d warded the place with was provin’ difficult to deal with, but in the end, we managed to see it through.  In the heat of the moment, I didn’t think about it too much, cause my life was on the line, and who knew how many others if we didn’t kill this demon off, and in a moment of desperation, with my bullets expended and my magical reserves nearly exhausted, I called on that damn spell I’d learnt from Arrnor.  Don’t think that demon expected me to call out to another demon, and it certainly weren’t expectin’ what that spell did to it, but it did the trick, and let us do what was needed to banish that sucker back to its own little corner of the pits it had came from.  Think that spell might’ve broken the resolve of the cultists too, cause it weren’t much trouble to finish the clean up after that.

Sometimes you just gotta do what you gotta do, even if it ain’t always the smartest or best thing.  In the end, that demon got cast out of our world for a good long while, the cult that called it up got wiped out, and we made it back out without the whole place fallin’ in on us.  All in all, I’d call it a definite positive on the scale of things.  That event would lead me to the next big change in my life, which I’ll be getting’ to right shortly.

#Lore24 – Entry #190 – Supers Month II #9 – A Right Mess of Things

From the journal of Abigail “Sassy” Dawson, Mage of the Order of Hecate

Course, wouldn’t be long before Assane and Richard done decided to make things even worse for us.  We’d been on the trail of that demon for a couple more days when Richard up and stopped right there in the middle of the prairie round noon and declared he had the solution to the problem.  Assane and me were skeptical, and we didn’t hide that when we glanced at one another.  But then he told us his bright idea and I was floored, came just a hair fallin’ out of my saddle right there. 

“To catch this demon, we’ll need to summon one of our own!” he told us, and he was somehow sure we’d agree with him, judgin’ by that smile on his face.  I was the first to disagree, recovering myself enough to call him right crazy amongst a few other choice words.  Assane was a little less heated on the subject, as was her way, but it weren’t long before the pair were snarlin’ and snappin’ at one another again.  I rode on ahead just to get the two out of earshot for a while, and stayed that way the rest of the day, ever on the watch for signs of our target.  Never got sign that it was near, but had that feelin’ like it was still a watchin’ us, and we hadn’t spotted no carrion birds flyin’ around, so we hadn’t needed no other signs to guide us along, apparently.  We were generally headed northwest, and there were some rocky hills comin’ from what I could see.

Anyway, I stopped as the sun started goin’ down and waited on the two, and it weren’t long before I heard’em still arguin’ back and forth, but it weren’t about no demon this time, just which one they was gonna summon.  I couldn’t believe that Assane had been won over on the idea, but she just plainly told me he’d made a lot of good points.  Knowin’ this could only end bad, I likewise knew I couldn’t talk the two out of it after just a few minutes.  They fought all the time, but when they were in agreement, weren’t no force on this planet that could get them to change that. 

And so it was that I learnt the intricacies of summonin’ up a demon that night under the new moon, and no, I ain’t gonna detail it here.  That knowledge is forbidden for a reason, and this was just one of those times that called for extreme measures, I guess.  They assured me this demon was friendly with them, though, and that they’d dealt with it many times over the centuries.  Assane even called him a “lovable little scamp.” 

Well, I’d call it a little more on the goofy-lookin’ side personally.  This particular demon weren’t one of the big ones like I’d been thinkin’ they meant to call, this one was called Arrnor, and his head was bigger than his whole body, comedically large, to the point I just couldn’t make head nor tails of how he was possibly movin’ around on his own two legs.  Assane’d told me it was just because he had such a high opinion of himself and it had literally gone to his head, but I’m still not sure if she was jokin’ or not. 

When they started with the negotiations, I didn’t miss the fact that the two had started to strip down, and then when the demon’s eyes fell on me, I somehow was expected to do the same.  I put my foot down, right hard, and said I wouldn’t be party to none of their debauchery, but since I’d been there when they started up the ritual, I didn’t have no choice, lest I get us all dragged into the demon’s realm for a century of torment at his hands.  Needless to say, I weren’t happy, and told’em they should’ve stated the details clearly, only to be told they thought I knew already, and just shrugged it off like it were nothin’. 

I still regret that I learned of all this knowledge first hand, for Arrnor is a right indecent demon, even amongst his kind, I reckon.  See, whereas most demons will just kill and torment and drive people mad and such, Arrnor just likes to play, and knows all the most wretched of ways that get humans all worked up in ways that nobody ought know.  I ain’t proud to admit that the ritual was one of the most intensely pleasurable experiences in my life, nor am I proud that I was gifted with knowledge of his signature spell, one of the forbidden ones cause it taps into his essence to use…nor am I proud that all of us got to experience it for ourselves that night.

But, once we had come back to our senses, all tangled up in each other’s arms there on the prairie, we had the information we had been huntin’ for, and knew what it was we faced.  Maybe it was worth the price, and maybe it was worth the stain on my soul in the name of the greater good, but I’m still strugglin’ to work that one out.  Regardless, we set off, bound for the Black Hills, to face that monster and get the job done.

#Lore24 – Entry #189 – Supers Month II #8 – Hunting What Hunts You

From the journal of Abigail “Sassy” Dawson, Mage of the Order of Hecate

I ‘spose it were sometime in mid-spring, somewhere in the Nebraska or Dakota Territories when we had some trouble that weren’t of the normal variety.  We’d managed well enough to avoid trouble with the Indians, well, ‘ceptin’ that one incident, but that ain’t nothin’ to get into here.  My travelin’ companions were bickerin’ back and forth as they usually were when we was on long stretches between civilization, ‘bout something that happened back in the Dark Ages, I reckon, how it was Assane’s fault Richard got drawn and quartered for somethin’ she’d started, or somethin’ or other like that.  I was ridin’ on a little ways ahead just so me and Asher could have a little peace and quiet for a time when everythin’ went all deadly quiet. 

We was on alert, stopped cold in the middle of some old Indian trail in the middle of the woods when this feelin’ of dread just came rushin’ into me like nothin’ I’d ever felt before.  I had my pistol in one hand and a protection spell in the other before I knew what was goin’ on.  I scanned around the area with my mystic sight but didn’t see no signs that we’d come into one of them ‘bad places’ where things was known by the Indians to be unnatural.  Didn’t see no Indian signs aside from the trail in fact.  Asher couldn’t get a bearin’ on anythin’ either, and he was downright spooked like I ain’t never seen him before. 

As the two genies came back into earshot, they realized, for a wonder, that somethin’ was wrong, cause they were suddenly very alert when they saw me standin’ stock still on the trail, and had their own protections up.  They took to the air and split up to scout from above, but by then that dreadful feelin’ had started to fade, and a few minutes later, the sounds of nature started comin’ back.  When the two came back, they played it off as them spookin’ away whatever it was, but I could tell they was a little rattled by whatever had been there.

We’d get our first clue a bit further on down the trail that we was bein’ hunted by somethin’, and that it wanted us to know we was getting’ hunted.  We came up to a clearin’ in the hills, real idyllic little scene with a pond and a freshwater spring.  Well, it woulda been were it not for the pile of rottin’ meat we found on the shore and the smaller chunks floatin’ around the water.  I figure it must’ve been a whole herd of deer what were massacred there, and though they was rottin’ off the bone, it couldn’t have been done too long ago.  We set to cleanin’ up the mess, Richard burnin’ the corpses while Assane worked on purifyin’ the water.  Whatever had just come through ate a little of each one, the organs like the heart and liver and even the brains, but left most everything else.  Weren’t no messages left behind other than the bloody mess, but it wouldn’t be the last one of those we came upon.

Was maybe three or four days later when we ran up on that feelin’ again, drawin’ us to the north, only this time when we came up on the massacre, it were a bunch of Indians, maybe two dozen of them, all warriors.  They was missin’ the same parts as the deer were, but this time, instead of bein’ thrown all around, they was laid out deliberate-like, in some kind of dark ritual, their innards splayed out in specific ways, devilish signs made in their blood.  Worst part was they was all still alive somehow, cryin’ out in agony, even without their brains, it was like their spirits were still trapped in the bodies.

I hadn’t never seen nothin’ like that before, and couldn’t evern start to imagine what could’ve done it.  My companions had some thoughts about it, though, cause it was their job to know this kind of stuff, so they had told me many times, and for once they agreed it were some kind of demon runnin’ around, and likely sent after us by someone or somethin’ that we’d pissed off.  Most likely it was their fault, cause I didn’t reckon I’d done nothin’ to deserve that kinda attention just yet.  They was pretty sure it was leavin’ a trail for us to follow, just waitin’ for the right time to strike, when it was good and ready, meanin’ we had to somehow find it first.

It weren’t no happy trail we’d found ourselves on, that was for damn sure.

LORE24 ENTRY #40 – Supers Month #9 – The Clean Sweep Gang

 

From the files of Cyber Seer…

 

Villainous Names

Little Suzie

Pinkie the Knife

 

Real Name

Suzanne Brookshire

Glinda Eskridge

 

Description

Okay, like, so, I don’t want to turn this into a freaking massive post or anything, so like, I’m mainly focusing on the lieutenants or whatever you want to call them for the gang.  Like, we have over thirty maids on record now, but most of those are just acting as muscle.  It’s the special ones that give me bad vibes, yeah?  

So, Little Suzie…this one totally creeps me out.  Like, seriously, total psycho loli vibes off this one.  So like, she looks like a little girl, all cute with the blond hair, girlish pigtails and sweet mile, right?  But then she flips that psycho switch and starts cussin’ like a sailor with that messed up smile on her face and freaks me out.  She wields SMGs like nobody’s business, and packs enough grenades around to level a city block, and she doesn’t care who she hits with them.  She’s like, in her mid-twenties, but somehow she’s had a total body makeover kinda thing to look like that, and someone buried her records deep.  From what I could find, she’s got training with demolitions and explosives, maybe even former military or special ops judging by how she handles an MP5.  Did I mention this bitch is a nutjob?  Cause she totally is.

Update from Gun Bunny:  Little Suzie is psychotic without a doubt.  Be very careful around her; she’s unpredictable and violent, and doesn’t care who she hurts as long as she’s having a good time.  According to my source in the SCPD, somehow she’s already back out on the street.  There had to be some dirty deals behind the scenes; officially she was released due to being an abused minor.  I think she enjoys toying with people, and she’s certainly sadistic; she’s had multiple instances of taking out people’s knees to make them suffer more while she plays with them.

And as for Pinkie the Knife…I guess the one in the gas mask is the less creepy of the pair?  Maybe?  I mean, I totally get the attraction to gas masks and stuff, I like them myself (don’t get me started on rebreather bags and total rubber encasement…OMG!), and yeah, the pink pigtails are cute and all, but this chick is like, crazy on a totally different level from Little Suzie.  Unlike most of the rest of the gang, she prefers blades (like, who woulda guessed with a name like that, amiright?), and packs around a few dozen of them on her person.  And like, she moves like a ninja, hopping around and climbing walls and dodging like crazy!  And she knows kung-fu, too!  She totally kicked my ass around the jewelry store like nobody’s business!  Total ninja maid here!  I even downloaded some kung-fu-how-to of my own, and she totally adapted super quick!

Update from Gun Bunny:  Pinkie is not crazy on the same level as Suzie, but she’s definitely got issues.  She’s out on bail too, and in the wind.  I’d assume she’s linking back up with the rest of the gang.  We should probably assume they’re going to make plans on breaking their boss out of Edgewater and make plans of our own to counter them.

Update from Pink Pussy:  Eh, I don’t think we have anything to worry about.  Friend of mine has actually been inside Edgewater, saw some of their operation first hand.  There’s more to that place than meets the eye for sure!  

 

Known Lairs and Hangouts

Like, seriously, how have we not tracked this gang down yet?  They have to have a warehouse or something to store all that firepower, right?

Update from Gun Bunny:  My thoughts?  They’re maids; they’re very good at cleaning up evidence.  And they’re very loyal to their boss for whatever reason, and none who are still in custody are talking.

 

Why They’re Bad news 

So like, I’m not sure that these two have superpowers like in the standard definition of the word, but like, I think they might just be super-talented.  They can certainly hide weapons all over them, though, so maybe they do?

Anyway, Little Suzie is a little bundle of psycho-loli energy who loves guns and explosions.  She’s the one who blew the vault at the jewelry store, and probably is the one training up all the other maids on how to use their guns.  She’s unpredictable and can apparently play the sweet and innocent little girl when she needs to, so she’s manipulative as hell.  

Pinkie the Knife likes…well, knives, like lots of them.  And she keeps them sharp, too, like super-sharp.  She seemed pretty confident that she could totally cut through Musume’s armor, and maybe she could?  She didn’t have a chance to find out, thankfully, but like, what if, ya know?  Expect her to always have another knife ready to go, and she totally knows how to fight without them, too.  Like, I’d believe she was totally a ninja for reals.  Without seeing more of what she can do, though, just expect anything!

 

Known (And Unknown!) Accomplices

Clean Sweep, duh.  She’s like, the boss, after all.  And the rest of the gang, too.  Like, I should probably post the list here sooner or later, or something.

The Mysterious Arms Dealer!  Where do they get all those wonderful toys?  Inquiring minds totally want to know!

 

Comments

Mecha Musume – These two proved formidable enough against myself and Cyber Seer on our first outing, so it would certainly be wise not to underestimate them.  My armor was disabled at the time, thanks to Suzie’s handling of that vault door, so perhaps Pinkie could have found a way through with her blades.  Anything is possible in the world now.  Assume nothing until we have proof otherwise, I would say.

–Reply from Cyber Seer:  Totally great advice, babe!  

 

Pink Pussy – I’ve tangled with these chicas a few times before, in the early days.  Suzie creeps me out the most, and she’s definitely not afraid to target civilians.  Keep your eyes open when that lunatica is around!  I can deal with Pinkie though; she’s good, but she’s not Pink Pussy good!  

–Reply from Cyber Seer:  Mmm, and just how good is Pink Pussy?  I’ve never had it before…oh wait, there I go again, getting all hot and bothered thinking of my favorite sexy kitty.

—-Reply from Pink Pussy:  😀  Maybe we can find some time to talk in private, huh?  Also, just FYI, I know someone who does self-defense training, if you’d want to take a few lessons?  Not saying anything, but just saying, you know, you’ve got this tendency to get a little overwhelmed out there.

——Reply from Cyber Seer:  Is it you?  Would you train me?  I would totally love to learn how to fight with you!  Like, just thinking about getting that close, and rubbing together, and getting all sweaty and pinned into some sexy positions in between your thighs…OMG, I’m getting so hawt right now!

——–Reply from Pink Pussy:  Oh, that’s sweet, CS, but you need to work up to my level 😉  My friend, though, she’s pretty hot in her own right.  You might like her; I’ll send you her info, ‘kay?  Then maybe we can see if you can handle this pussy 😉  <3

———-Reply from Cyber Seer:  Mmmm…handling that pussy…new life goal unlocked!

 

Gun Bunny – I get the impression that Little Suzie is something of a loose cannon.  Many of her fellow maids have admitted to being afraid of her during police interviews, and are willing to do whatever she asks as long as it keeps her attention away from them.  The generally consensus on Pinkie is that she’s good at what she does, but there is some question of her devotion to the cause.  Based on the SCPD’s analysis, it seems like she’s probably bored and looking for thrills.  Maybe there’s something there we could use if the chance presents itself.

–Reply from Cyber Seer:  Somehow I’m totally not shocked that even her allies are afraid of Suzie.  Good to know that we might be able to talk some sense into Pinkie, though; that’s something at least!

 

LORE24 ENTRY #39 – Supers Month #8 – Clean Sweep

 

From the files of Cyber Seer…

 

Villainous Name

Clean Sweep

 

Real Name

Mariska Hathaway

 

Description

Wow, almost didn’t have a chance to get a good look at her!  I was totally taped up and at her mercy before I could blink, ya know?  Like, I’d never been mummified that good before!  And the way she was choking me while holding me hostage totally got my juices flowing too!  OMG, it was so hawt!  Oh, right, what does she look like, though?  Well, she’s a total hottie with that uniform she’s almost wearing, right?  Dark hair, amber eyes, and ‘attractive’ would be putting it mildly; she’s got some amazing…tracts of land.  Like, does anyone else wonder how she can like, move that fast without fallout out of it?  (Note from PP:  double-sided tape might be a thing here.) Or how she can run in those heels?  Ohmygawd!  Right, right, what does she look like, though?  Well, thanks to MM’s data, we have one sexy maid with a seriously bad attitude!  Lotsa boobage on display in that totally skimpy maid uniform, big bows, lacy frills all around, sexy lacy garters and fishnets over some amazing legs (not as nice as yours, GB!), and some flashy red high heels.  Sounds like she’s from New York Jersey, maybe?  Anyone else gettin’ those kinda vibes?  Like maybe she’s mafia or something?

Update From Gun Bunny:  “SCPD records indicate she is a native of New Jersey and does indeed have ties to other criminal operations on the east coast, has a list a mile long of minor offenses, nothing concrete as far as convictions on more serious issues. As of now, we still don’t know where she’s getting all the heavy weapons.  There must be another source we’ve not managed to track down.”

 

Known Lairs and Hangouts

So like, does anyone know where she hangs out when she’s not doing B&E and theft and property destruction and stuff?  You’d totally think it’d be easy to find a few dozen maids hanging out with the hardware these chicks pack, right?  I totally would, anyway.  Like, they gotta have a place to store that arsenal.  Seriously, nobody got a clue?  

She’s locked up in the Edgewater Institute for now.  Seriously, they must have some amazing tech in there to hold someone like that!  Like, has anyone ever been inside there?  I’m totally curious what they’ve got in there!

 

Why She’s Bad news 

Super-speed, dudes!  Like, wow, can she move!  Even Mecha Musume’s sensors couldn’t keep track of her!  Best she got was something like an incoming missile warning, but by then it was already too late to react.  And she hits like a Mack truck!  Totally sent MM flying with just a steel pipe!  Like, wowza!  According to MM’s armor, she can hit with the same force as a missile, and could actually do some major damage!  And like, she’s super-skilled with tape, too as I can fully attest (with detailed, moment-by-moment records of exactly how I was feeling at the time), and probably other restraints if given the chance.  Like, maybe I can get in with Edgewater somehow for some more tests?  Would be a good idea I think.  Hey, maybe I could like, reach out to the director of that place?  Wow, she looks hawt…

Update from Mecha Musume:  In all seriousness, Clean Sweep’s speed cannot, under any circumstances, be dismissed.  She can be in one place, then somewhere else in the blink of an eye, and can even bring people with her.  I still haven’t managed to calibrate my sensors in a way that can track objects moving at that speed.  Were it not for Black Cat’s timely arrival, I do not think we would have made it out of the situation unscathed.  I also have my doubts that Black Cat could have even managed to stop her if Clean Sweep had been aware of her presence.  Based upon what we witnessed, I can say with a high degree of certainty that Clean Sweep is possessed of a remarkable metabolism, but must still consume a high volume of oxygen when she uses her powers.  She almost immediately used up all the remaining air in that force cage Black Cat made trying to escape it, blurring as she did.  Perhaps she can move so fast as to resonate her body in a way that she can pass through physical matter?

Update from Gun Bunny:  Given that she can move fast enough that none of us can keep track of her, I don’t think Clean Sweep’s motivations are pure greed.  She seems to have a sadistic side to her, given how she treated Cyber Seer and was toying with Mecha Musume while her girls did the heavy lifting.  Her criminal records from New Jersey include at least two assaults, though she has been implicated in many more that couldn’t be confirmed.  

 

Known Accomplices

She’s got a whole gang backing her, dudes!  Like, how many have there been now?  A couple dozen at least!  And she’s got some special one too, like more talented or whatever, like that Little Suzie chick and that creepy pink-haired one with the knives and the gas mask.  Like, totally uncool vibes coming off them, no girl boners here.

Update from Mecha Musume:  She goes by Pinkie the Knife, btw.

And then there’s whoever she’s getting the guns and explosives from.  Like, I looked into some records and stuff (no, I totally didn’t hack any federal databases or anything!  That would be bad and wrong and I’m totally a good girl!), and like, there’s nothing on that load of guns and stuff reclaimed from those robberies.  Guessing that a lot of them came from overseas somewhere?  Totally should try to track down where these are coming from!

 

Comments

Mecha Musume – The fact that you were getting excited by her threatening to slice your head off with a garotte is troubling.

–Reply from Cyber Seer:  I’m a very horny girl, babe.  What can I say?  It was a heat of the moment thing!!  Totally won’t happen again.  Probably.  Maybe.  Maybe not…

—-Reply from Mecha Musume:  It had better not!  

——Reply from Cyber Seer:  …But, like, what if it does?  I mean, you know how hot some of these baddies are, right?  Like, especially this one.  Total dommy maid fantasy stuff going on here!

——–Reply from Mecha Musume:  Do you need to speak with Mecha Mistress regarding this matter?

———-Reply from Cyber Seer:  Yes please!  <3 <3 <3

 

Pink Pussy – Wow…I get a little excited when I do my crime fighting thing, but you’re on a whole new level, Cyber Seer.  So thirsty…

–Reply from Cyber Seer:  Such is the burden I must bear as an avatar of the internet!  it’s for porn, you know?  Like, totally.  They even wrote a song about it.  By the way, have you seen some of the art of you out there?  I’m getting all hot just thinking about it!

—-Reply from Pink Pussy:  Si, chica!  I get it, absolutely!  Also…uh, you mentioned more details about the taping thing?  

——Reply from Cyber Seer:  I totally did, and it is soooo hot!  Like, sent you a link, babe 😉

 

Gun Bunny – I haven’t faced her myself since she’s safely tucked away in Edgewater, but I don’t even think my speed could keep up with her.  She could easily outrun bullets at that speed, perhaps even have all of us in a bind before we knew it.  Anyone have any suggestions on how we could deal with someone like her without Black Cat’s magic?

–Reply from Mecha Musume:  Perhaps we would need to focus on roundabout ways of dealing with her.  At least based upon Black Cat’s handling of the situation, if Clean Sweep cannot perceive the threat, then perhaps even she cannot react to them.  I am considering a reactive power surge through my armor as an option; the moment she makes contact, a stunning blast would trigger, basically.  Traps of some kind to slow her or pin her in place would be an option as well.

–Reply from Cyber Seer:  *raises hand*  I volunteer for testing any and all traps, the stickier the better.

—-Reply from Gun Bunny:  Yeah, I agree with your line of thought, Musume.  I’ll see if I can come up with any bright ideas on my end too.  

 

LORE24 ENTRY #38 – Supers Month #7 – Dollface

 

From the files of Cyber Seer…

 

Villainous Name

Dollface

 

Real Name

Unknown (Probably some stuffy British name or something, based totally on that holier-than-though posh accent of hers.)

 

Description

Like, oh my god, this lady is totally into the whole doll fetish thing!  Like, super seriously, you know?  Those masks of hers are totally bad news!  Creepy and porcelain-looking and stuff!  Then there’s that stuffy old Victorian dress thingy she wears, sitting on her throne and having all those creepy dolls waiting on her, totally loyal pets, like some kind of modern queen or something.  You know, I can totally understand why she’d like that kind of thing and could like, you know, maybe get into the whole ‘doll-like plaything’ angle, but only if, like, it was on my terms, you know?  Not like mind control and stuff, that’s just not cool.  

 

Known Lairs and Hangouts

The Dollhouse – It’s totally just a warehouse with some fancy interior, you know?  Like, nothing that special.  Especially since Black Cat gave it a new sunroof and I kinda totally fried all the electronics in there.  Think she’ll hold that against us?  I totally bet she does.  If she ever wakes up, anyway…

Edgewater Institute – Dollface is currently being held here for medical care and possible treatment.  They’re like, the only place in the city that can restrain supers right now, and like, oh my god, I can only imagine how they do it!  Like, seriously, they’re security is next-level, you know?  Like, I can’t even break through the firewall; whoever their IT is, they’re GOOD, like super-good, ME kinda good, you know?  

Update from Gun Bunny:  My sources inside SCPD have confirmed that Dollface is still in a coma at this time.  She is in the intensive care unit currently, and so far has shown no signs of waking up.  Brain activity is a mess, but that’s about all we’ve managed to get.  It seems the facility’s director, Jennifer Tempest, is VERY big on patient rights and protection.  Will let you know more if I get anything else.

 

Why She’s Bad news 

Those doll masks, dude!  Totally jacked up!  Like, those things are gnarly in the worst way!  Like, they’ve got some seriously intense tech going on there.  It’s a lot of what Pink Pussy was stealing and stuff, but with like, so much more beneath the hood!  I couldn’t like, get a full tech-spec on them before I burned everything down, but these things are like, wet-dream territory for the globalist nut-jobs trying to control the world, you know?  Not only can they totally control your mind, but they buff you up, too!  Like enhanced strength, toughness, all that kind of thing!  She made them out of like titanium and carbon composites, and that’s why even Musume had trouble busting them up.  But the way she like, made those special masks just for us is kinda creepy?  Or maybe its more like, the masks could shape themselves to us somehow, like, you know, customization based on the target or whatever?  And just how many of these things could she pump out if she had a bigger operation?  There were like, two dozen dolls there already!  What was this chick planning?  Like, world domination?  A kinky dollhouse kind of kingdom?  

Good news is that my brain is like, not totally compatible with her tech, thankfully, so she couldn’t get me to do the whole loyal doll thing, buuuuuut it totally messed with my head, like splitting headaches and jacked up senses and junk.  Not that I could, like, see or hear anything besides her anyway; totall sensory deprivation helmet.  Maybe I could’ve done more at that point, but she totally had me strapped down and at her mercy and stuff, so great save there, Gun Bunny!  Also, your legs…OMG, your legs!  Would totally let you crush me with those someday if you wanted!  Walk all over me with those heels of yours…mmmm…

Oh, oh, more about Dollface!  Like, her control mechanism was totally wireless tech, like a suped-up Bluethooth kinda thing, so maybe I could make something to disrupt that signal?  But if what Black Cat said holds, then maybe not?  Cause its like, magic and stuff, and I still don’t get how that works?  Might be something that Kitsune lady did, too.  She was magical too, and not just because she wore that sexy latex outfit.  She was pretty hot, though, right?  And that outfit she put Black Cat in?  OMG, SO HAWT!  And so cute!  Not cool though!  Not cool at all!  Bad Cyber Seer, bad!  Punish me, Mecha Mistress!

Update from Pink Pussy!  Like, apparently Dollface can teleport, too!  That’s totally how she managed to snatch Pussy (hehe…heheehehehe….I said snatch pussy…) and get her in that mask!  Creepy doll-faced lady with teleport powers, totally not cool!  BUT apparently it only works through mirrors, maybe?  At least, that’s what PP remembers, so everyone be totally careful of anything like that!

 

 

Known Accomplices

Kitsune – The sexy fox lady with very naughty and advanced illusion magic, per Black Cat.  I added the naughty part.  And totally not from Earth, apparently, not even this plane of existence.  Major unknown quantity here!  Like, she totally helped to free me when Dollface took that bullet to the head, but what’s her game?  Who’s she working for?  Where do all those tails connect, and are they real or just kinky accessories?  Inquiring minds want to know!

Anyway, she stole some seriously bad vibe magical artifacts that could mean…well, bad news.  Still waiting on Black Cat to figure out something there with her mysterious order or whatever (by the way, what little I’ve gotten out of her indicates there are totally a bunch of sexy mages in there…).  And apparently Scheherazade could do more than tell fun stories!  Who knew?  Certainly not I! 

 

Kitsune’s Boss – So, like, she’s working for someone.  No clues as to who, what, when, where, or why, but that’s like, the nature of mystery and intrigue in the superhero world, amiright?

 

Others – I couldn’t get much out of Dollface’s records, but I totally think there were others working for her or with her, maybe not her doll squad, but like, more influential or powerful types.  Something is amiss in Sentinel City, y’all!

 

Comments

Mecha Musume – I fixed the formatting for you; less thought-streaming, more factual and to the point.  Also clearer headings and more serious nature to the database.

Edit:  I see you’ve reverted most of my changes.  I’ll assume that’s just an error from the update you performed earlier and change that again.

Edit 2:  Ah, you’ve reverted my changes once more.  >:(  Well, fine, have it your way.  Mecha Mistress will be seeing you this evening, and she will not be pleased.

–Reply from Cyber Seer:  Insert eager panting noises here

 

Pink Pussy – I’m not proud of what she made me do, but can attest to the danger of those masks.  I could restrain myself in some ways, like when I took down Shadow Lynx and left her strung up under that streetlight; I had been ordered to kill her, but thankfully resisted the order.  I was out of it for a pretty good while afterward, though; once that mask came off, I was starving and exhausted.  No clue what longer term wear would do to a person who wasn’t a super.

And…who is this ‘Mecha Mistress’ chica?

–Reply from Cyber Seer:  That was totally hawt, btw.  Edit:  The Shadow Lynx thing, not the other stuff!  Also, Mecha Mistress, i can’t say anymore atm, I’m a little tied up 😉

—-Reply from Pink Pussy:  …with you, I’m not sure if you’re being literal or not…

——Reply from Cyber Seer:  Totes literal.  Ohmygawd, so hawt!

 

Gun Bunny – Appreciate that you appreciate my legs 😉  Also, I’m not seeing any comments from Black Cat; does she not have access?

–Reply from Cyber Seer:  The offer to crush me between them thighs or walk all over me is ongoing, btw.  Ummmm…baby steps with Black Cat.  She’s like…not really down with the electronic age, y’know?  She’s totally retro, but in a cool way!  

—-Reply from Gun Bunny:  Perhaps you should confer with your Mecha Mistress first?  

——Reply from Mecha Musume:  I’m certain she would not approve; I’ll be sure to inform her about this.

——–Reply from Cyber Seer:  I totally approve of this!  Eagerly awaiting whatever punishment Mecha Mistress has for me!  I’m totally a bad girl and absolutely 100% need it. XOXO