Oni_

I Am a Superhero! - Watashi wa sūpāhīrōdesu! - 私はスーパーヒーローです！(Anime Superhero RP)

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Fight back against what? Getting your cherry popped?

@IncredibleBee

I just realized I said brothel rather than strip club. It all makes sense now.

I Am a Superhero! - Watashi wa sūpāhīrōdesu! - 私はスーパーヒーローです！(Anime Superhero RP)

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"Look here bud, I don't think you understand. I WON THE GAME" Jack sort of half-yelled in this guys face, he was stronger than him that was for sure, besides that was the second time that he tried his exit. If he wouldn't let him go he may have to demonstrate what 'The Game' meant, "If I won the game then they CANNOT charge me, it's the way it works. Reality will not allow the results of the game to change, unless of course there is a re-match. Which these people won't get the chance of due to them SPILLING MY TEA ON ME," there was very little that got Jack this worked up but people who were sore losers were number one on the list.

"Even if the police got here, the game wouldn't let them charge me. It's like... I'm the house and we're in Vegas. I have the high ground here. Trying to not pay up the winnings won't work out in anyone's favor but mine. If you still think the receipt is under duress go and print one for my order yourself, the same thing'll happen no matter what till you use." Jack went on the explain, continuously trying to pull his arm away.
"And you're right I'm not from around here, I was born out west. But you know, Neo Tokyo, city of dreams and all that jazz,".

Then a few moments passed and he realized something important. "Wait you sign your fast food receipts? Who does that in this day and age?" He wasn't sure who to direct the question to in the circumstances so he sort of gave it to the floor, "Isn't this place supposed to be defining the future or something?"

I Am a Superhero! - Watashi wa sūpāhīrōdesu! - 私はスーパーヒーローです！(Anime Superhero RP)

I don't know how to go about posting, we don't sign receipts here in the Uk that often so I'm not even sure if it's a think you would get done in a fast food place.

I Am a Superhero! - Watashi wa sūpāhīrōdesu! - 私はスーパーヒーローです！(Anime Superhero RP)

That's not how a brothel works. Like, at all.

@IncredibleBee

I just assume if you try and fight back they'll kick the shit out of you.

I Am a Superhero! - Watashi wa sūpāhīrōdesu! - 私はスーパーヒーローです！(Anime Superhero RP)

Nothing's really inherently OP in an RP sense for the most part, since it's up to us to control how it's used rather than a fixed mechanic.

If you really think about it quite a few characters could be considered OP.

The cloth manipulating guy for example, that's pretty powerful considering he can not be naked and then control the clothes to stop you taking them off.

Abuse empowerment girl can just do something like go to a brothel, touch a girl, try and fight her way out and them come out of it super duper powerful (since the shit will be beaten out of her).

Peripheral translocation is cool and all, but lets you get out of a ton of battles. Could be considered OP by cowards.

Lilith, is inherently OP. But I'm cool with that because of catching her off guard and I assume she's the plot villain.

Hell. Even Jack can be considered crazy OP. Being able to set rules like he does? I wouldn't trust anyone in free RP with that. Or anyone I didn't think would be able to moderate it. Think of the stuff he could do to be able to just run away.

It's all in how we use it, if we do something to crazy then we have a ton of people to act as a jury on the matter.

But, I would appreciate not having to do my exit twice next time. Just confront me outside if that's cool and fits in the situation.

I Am a Superhero! - Watashi wa sūpāhīrōdesu! - 私はスーパーヒーローです！(Anime Superhero RP)

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Jack looked at the man who interrupted his walking away. "Do you not know what complimentary means?" he asked with a condescending tone, ruffling in his pocket and pulling out the receipt, at this rate the apple pie and tea would be cold. "Look it says right here, COM-PLI-MENT-A-ARY" he emphasized the word he pointed out, this guy was clearly and imbecile. "I won the game. The meal is free, look at any of the receipts that the manager printed out, all of them say complimentary, and I'm afraid that holds meaning, even in a capitalist society.". Try calling the police he thought they can't do anything against a complimentary order.

"Now if you'll excuse me, I'm leaving," Jack said agitated, "Now, don't make me try my exit again, it's kinda part of the whole image ya see?"

He turned around, pulled out a NEW card and threw it onto the table of this wannabe hero. "The Dancing Jack leaves his regards" and walked out of the door once more, this time the radio started playing a song for real. The game was done, there was no reason for The Jack to stay.

The card that Jack had left this time was special, the jack of spades was replaced with a picture of Jack himself and on the reverse were written the words, "The Dancing Jack leaves his regards" were written in a sort of crappy silver font. It was like a business card. Just cooler in every way.

I Am a Superhero! - Watashi wa sūpāhīrōdesu! - 私はスーパーヒーローです！(Anime Superhero RP)

Just going to point out that jokes don't actually need a punchline, they only need to be said with the intent to cause amusement.

And if satire (I use satire somewhat loosely here) humor isn't your thing then I'll try to refrain.

I Am a Superhero! - Watashi wa sūpāhīrōdesu! - 私はスーパーヒーローです！(Anime Superhero RP)

@Lmpkio@The_written_John I know he's a guy, I was joking because it sounds like the exact thing a teenage girl would say.

I Am a Superhero! - Watashi wa sūpāhīrōdesu! - 私はスーパーヒーローです！(Anime Superhero RP)

Here I had to go have seconds... and thirds... and fourths... Gosh, at this rate i'm going to get fat... And that wouldn't do well for me at all, no sir!

Alexander

From the sounds of it, Alexander is a teenage girl, so I assume they must go to highschool.

I Am a Superhero! - Watashi wa sūpāhīrōdesu! - 私はスーパーヒーローです！(Anime Superhero RP)

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An apple pie and a cup of tea. How difficult could it be? Apparently very difficult for this incapable attendant. Who would of thought that the very concept of small change could confuse him? EVERYONE knows that small change was legal tender up to 20 copper coins. Well, everyone apart from this... this... grease laden imbecile. "What do you MEAN you can't take my change?" Jack had yelled for the third time, "It's LEGAL TENDER."
"I'm sorry sir, we just can't accept it, the management won't let us," the teenager on the other side of the counter replied, his voice fluctuating between a low and high pitched tone due to the stress.
"Look, just get me my food, I'll pay your PITIFUL price with my card," Jack exclaimed shaking his head, what did it take to get decent customer support in this city?
"But, sir, your order doesn't come to the correct price to use a card," the attendant replied, trying to feign some form of control of the situation, a small but inexplicably obvious bead of sweat dripped down his forehead.
"So, you won't take my change which comes to the amount you want, but you also won't take my card!?" Jack yelled, slamming his hand upon the counter, quickly removing it after realising how... slick it was.

Enough was enough. Jack would not tolerate this anymore. "You have ninety seconds," he said, trying to appear calm - although this was shown up by his furrowed brows and the slight strain to his voice, "get me my order, no rules, if you win, I will walk out of the door, to the cash point and return with the amount you need in bills. If you lose however, I get my meal for free."

When the conditions were said, the effect was difficult to explain, time appeared to briefly stop, a ripple effect breaching from Jack as the world changed to accommodate the games rules. The employee seemed to not take the game seriously. Not many people did. As he began to gather the ordered items, he saw the price on the till begin to tick down, signaling his remaining time. He panicked. Tripping on the way back to the counter. As he fell, the apple pie and tea were flung into the air, the former of these items landed with a satisfying 'thud' on the counter. The latter however burst open, dumping it's content on the crowd below. Including, to his great dismay. Jack.

He flinched back, ripped out his coat and let out a scream, he threw it to a nearby seat, hoping that it would land on it perfectly like in the movies. It did not. "Fucking hell man! What in gods name are you doing!" He screamed, shaking from this unexpected emotional trauma a slight tear flowed down his cheek. The attendant gave his apologies and began to pour a new drink out, the till however ticked down to zero. The manager was hurriedly called over, he tried punching the order in again, no price was attached to the items, he tried on another machine. But when the receipt printed out, it was shown as complimentary. Seething, Jack grabbed his order and some paper towels from a dispenser to dry himself off. "Here" he muttered, throwing a card at the counter arms still shaking, "The Dancing Jack leaves his regards," both the manager and the teenage employee looked at each other as they turned the card over, a jack of spades. A bell rang as the door opened, and then all that was heard was it faintly closing after the man who caused this fiasco left. Who was he? Could they even call the police? If the receipt counted it as complimentary they couldn't accuse him of stealing.

As the figure of The Jack disappeared the small radio in a corner of the establishment sprung into life, a song began playing. Considering what had just transpired it seemed appropriate, and so, The Dancing Jack had struck again.