The Amazing N00b (Part 4)


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I promised action and have uttered failed to deliver

Part 4

N00b dumped his plastic bag onto the bed. It declared “Welcome to Paragon” in large cheerful red letters that didn’t suit his surroundings. The cost of accommodation in Paragon was considerably higher than he’d anticipated and he’d been forced to take a room at the YHCA. Bare floors, hard beds and toilet facilities he had to share with eleven other fledgling heroes, which from the looks of it had been recently visited by a hero with a faecal AoE ability . It was a less glamorous start than he’d imagined for himself.

‘Howdy neighbour,’ announced a cheerful voice from behind him.

N00b spun in surprise. His visitor, standing in his doorway, was no more than five foot tall and had the physique (clearly outlined by his red and blue lycra costume) of someone who’d spent most of their life neither eating nor exercising. He wore thick black-rimmed spectacles over his mask.

‘I’m sorry, did I surprise you? I’m always being accused of sneaking up on people, but I really don’t mean to it’s just I walk softly and of course these nice boots with soft soles don’t help. Anyway, I heard you come in and saw your door open so I thought I’d welcome you to the neighbourhood and of course, the hero brotherhood. That’s assuming you’re a new hero. We get some old timers in here from time to time if they’ve fallen on hard times. Usually they’re complaining about prestige but I’m not sure what that is. Do you know?’ said N00b’s visitor, apparently without inhaling.

N00b tried to absorb most of this but failed.

‘Uh, hi,’ he almost managed but his visitor started talking again.

‘I’m sorry, I talk an awful lot, or so people tell me but I’m not sure if I believe them. I mean, who’s to say what a lot is. It’s not like there’s any universal scale for measuring talking. So I guess they mean I talk a lot compared to themselves which doesn’t necessarily mean I talk a lot compared to everyone else. Oh! Where are my manners? Here I am coming over to say hello and I haven’t even introduced myself yet. I’m Jerome DeTuff. An odd name I know, there’s an interesting story behind it, which I must tell you some day, but my friends call me Tuffy, which is now my hero name. I had though about Tufty but then someone asked me about road safety and laughed. I’m not sure why but I didn’t want anyone laughing at my name so Tuffy it was.’

N00b launched in. ‘And no one laughs at Tuffy?’

‘No, and they’d better not, not if they know what’s good for them. Not with the firepower I’ve got at my disposal. I’m a blapper you see. We’re the big hitters in the hero world.’ He fell into a pose, which N00b assumed was meant to be menacing.

‘I’m the Amazing N00b,’ he said sensed Tuffy spooling up for another monologue.

‘Wonderful to meet you. I’m sure we’ll become firm friends and go on many dangerous missions together. But I can see you’ve still got to find your feet and I can’t stand here blathering all day. There’s crime afoot and the rent’s due and I’m out of milk. The city never sleeps and neither does Tuffy I always say, but of course I’m exaggerating. Of course I sleep. I mean who doesn’t sleep but it’s just a figure of speech, I’m sure you understand. Of course you do. Lovely to meet you, bye.’ And without waiting for a reply shot off down the hallway to make the city a city a safer and probably louder place.

With more than a little relief N00b shut his door and sat down heavily on his bed - the frame gave more under his weight than the springs in his mattress – and regarded his hero welcome pack. He knew what was in it. Aside from the two hi-tech devices there was a collection of pamphlets, which supposedly contained everything he heeded to know about being a hero in Paragon. Although he’d been warned they were Issue 5 and a little out of date. The first run of issue 6 was due in any day now and apparently had been since November. Out of date they might have been but they’d already proven useful. The number and address of the YHCA had been on the front cover of one of them.

Now he needed money and fast. N00b had no intention of spending a minute more than he had to in this dive. He pulled out the stack of pamphlets and leafed through until he found one entitled “Earning a living a heroic way”.

It was only two pages long and the print was quite large and he quickly digested its advice. When he put it down N00b found himself horrified and angry. Were the heroes in Paragon really so stupid?

Could anyone let them self be suckered this way, let alone the most powerful people in world? The booklet said the system had been set up at the end of WWII when the city’s resources were stretched to breaking point and its coffers empty. The city’s economy had only narrowly averted a complete crash thanks to a lot of good will and some very cunning accounting.

One of the accounting brainwaves was the invention of influence. N00b admitted to himself that whilst he may be ignorant of a lot of things within the city he knew store credit when he saw it. Influence, paid out in a bounty system was only good for buying certain items. It could be used to buy food and clothes, pay rent on an apartment, but little else. Most shops in Paragon demanded dollars and cents just like everywhere else.

And of course Influence wasn’t recognised as legal tender anywhere expect within Paragon city itself.

Mother would not be pleased. N00b was supposed to send most of the money he made each month back to her to repay sixteen years of pocket money (calculated with 33% compound interest). Explaining the influence system to her was not a conversation he was looking forward to.

But he needed to eat and the rent of his room was due on a daily basis. So he vowed to work within the system for the moment and turned his mind to the task of being a hero. Opportunities to earn hard currency would no doubt come along.

He dug into his Paragon welcome pack and pulled out the two items that weren’t made of paper. The first, once he removed it from his box was his medical teleporter. The most valuable secret owned by the Heroes of Paragon, so he'd been told. He’d been sworn to secrecy and had to sign a form promising never to mention its existence to anyone under penalty of a severe sueing. It was a shiny disk the size of a silver dollar and he’d been instructed to wear it at all times. If he ran into any problems whilst fighting crime he’d be beamed to the nearest hospital and wake up in the medical rings. It seemed a little far-fetched to N00b but he tucked the disk away into one of his costume’s many recesses. Mother had anticipated him taking snacks on missions and designed the costume with plenty of chocolate bar sized pockets.

The last item was considerably bigger and called a “Herocom”. This plugged him into the city’s hero-dedicated communication system and database and came complete with a build in GPS system that gave fairly poor directions in a condescending tone. It had looked a little fragile and N00b had asked about damaging it.

‘If you lose it then you’ll have to pay for another,’ he’d been told. ‘But don’t worry about it being damaged. It’s build from reverse engineered alien materials. It’s really quite tough. If it gets damaged whilst it’s on your person then I wouldn’t worry about, because whatever’s happened will be so bad that you’ll just be an expanding cloud of red mist.’

N00b had looked doubtful. The man who’d given him the device (N00b hadn’t bothered learning his name) had laughed and said, ‘Don’t worry, your medical teleporter is even tougher and it’ll beam most of the cloud straight to the hospital.’

‘And I’ll be revived?’ N00b had asked.

The man had laughed even louder and wandered off.

N00b slipped the herocom into his specially designed cookie pocket and rose from his bed. He took several deep breaths to steel himself and then headed out into the city to make it a safer place.


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What do you mean no action? Jerome DeTuff was surely very active.


 

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just read all of them keep em comin ini


 

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I know, I know. I hang my head in shame. However, next issue there is some action. Be warned though, he's only lvl1 so what he's got, he aint got much of.
The real action will come in 7 &amp; 8 when we get to see N00b in action in the Hollows.


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hmmmmmm first it's Amazing N00b, then it's Tuffy

Are you sure you havent been on the Union boards watching "Amazing Shnyet" and "Tufty" ?

Another good work Inni, looking forward to seeing which AT he is.

Shnyet AWAY


 

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He soooo has to be a blaster!


 

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I spotted there was a Tufty on the boards shortly after I posted Part 4. It was then I thought about asking ppl to submit their toons to be incidental characters. Rather than coming up with a name that someone is already running around with it'd be better is I were given the name along with their blessing to use it in the story.

There's a thread further down if you wish to submit your own toon to be included.

BTW: He's not a blaster


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BTW: He's not a blaster

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Bah, i wanted the n00b in my all-blaster SG feel free to come grab all the names u want from our thread on the Union board. Red and white r the colours, all blasters, and all friendly chaps. Use away

Shnyet AWAY


 

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I spotted there was a Tufty on the boards shortly after I posted Part 4.

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*cough*


 

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Hehe, yeah, feel free to use Deluge as an instanced character if you want, i'm loving the story


 

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In which case I need to know your;

AT
Lvl
Primary/Secondary powerset
Principal colours in costume.

And if you have a screenshot to hand then send to;

Innigo@hotmail.co.uk


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