In order of decision:

Bull: We defeated a dangerous enemy. Who or what was it?

Nova: We destroyed our surroundings in the fight. Where was it? What did we destroy?

Outsider: We didn’t trust each other at first, but that changed. How? Why?

Delinquent: We totally broke some major rules to win the fight. What rules did we
break? Whose rules were they?

Legacy: All things considered, we did well and impressed an established hero. Who was it?

Transformed: We drew attention and ire from plenty during the fight. One important person in particular now hates and fears us. Who is it?

Protege: We stuck together after all was said and done. Why? How’d we keep in contact?

Beacon: We found signs that this incident was just the start of something bigger. What were the signs?

Brain: You created something lasting and beneficial for the whole team. What was it?

Bull: We defeated a dangerous enemy. Who or what was it?


The Uber-men, a gang of extremely violent white supremacists, who used some experimental super steroid to enhance their physical characteristics, but it also made their rage uncontrollable, indiscriminately attacking anyone and everyone who didn't meet their concepts of "purity".

"I went from zero to insurmountably pissed in less than a second. You think society gets better over time, and than you get this big crash of a wakeup that says 'no, it's really not'. It was hard not to take it a bit personal too, yaknow? The Reich killed members of my family in Poland. Half a century later, and these assholes want to take that idea and jack it up to Eleven? Not if I had anything to say about it, and it turns out, I wasn't the only one who had something to say..."

Nova: We destroyed our surroundings in the fight. Where was it? What did we destroy?


The Ubermen (ie neonazi a-holes) stole a bunch of (insert super tech drug here) to super roid themselves out...


There was a new exhibit opening up are the Museum of Art in downtown.  Across the street in the park, there was a large gathering celebrating equality and the opening.  The Ubermen, now super and uncontrollable, descended on the gathering and the park.  In the fight, the park was completely destroyed as well as large sections of the buildings surrounding the battleground/park.  Some damage was simply cosmetic/exterior.  Other buildings were practically leveled.  But it looked like a war had been fought there...

Outsider: We didn’t trust each other at first, but that changed. How? Why?

Most of us did not even know each other. How can you trust someone you do not know? But, as Earthlings say, actions speak louder than words. When those mad brutes began attacking everyone in the park, Lady Liberty rushed to fight them. I followed after her, but soon saw there were others fighting them as well with powers beyond those of a normal human. I reached out to some of them with my telepathy, warning them about threats they could not see, guiding them to cover others. They were confused and did not entirely trust me either, but in the chaos, they were in no position to ignore it. And then they could see that we were all on the same side - especially when I engaged as well.

Eye said to go ahead and do my question.

Legacy: All things considered, we did well and impressed an established hero. Who was it?

We impressed a newly moved hero who had established herself in the southern US.  Her name is Southern Belle, she's a "Black Canary" type with martial arts and a sonic attack she calls her "Rebel Yell".

Mortimer Vandergriff, a corporate leader and one of the primary donors to the exhibit, was on hand to bask in the public's appreciation when everything went down. In the chaos of the battle, he was injured (probably by a thrown thug). His exhibit got wrecked. His museum got wrecked. His employees had to evacuate the area. While he had never had particularly strong feelings about supers before, he has come to the conclusion that they ought to be vetted and supervised, and preferably overseen by civilian (or even mundane military) authorities. Importantly, he's still fundamentally a good person, a philanthropist and civic leader. He just thinks we're the worst kind of irresponsible teenagers possible and would love to see us anywhere other than the city's streets.

We were being overpowered by the Uber-men. I say we..but, I hardly know these kids that are trying...as hard as me, to stop these a-holes that believe they are better just because they are white. A sudden blaze appeared, it was The Hyper Guardian, a beloved velocist. He immediately commanded us to take care of the civilians, and we did..but soon, we wanted more, maybe it was our hubris, maybe the desire to stop the Uber-men, but we disobeyed his orders, and in the fray, a little kid that had been playing in the park, was going to be hit by a falling tree, and he managed to do so, but the tree got him, breaking one of his legs. The worst case scenario for a superhero that depends on them.
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Protege: We stuck together after all was said and done. Why? How’d we keep in contact?
We had more in common than we had differences. We had something to offer each other that we couldn't get on our own. Strength or knowledge or skills, etc. Adderley made sure that everyone recieved badges and a form of sponsorship, he wouldn't want his protege and her teammates to be far out of his grasp. In a way he probably hinted that if they didn't  stay a team they would have a bit of trouble hero-ing in the city. Broadside invited everyone to their base of operations, an abandoned Newspaper publisher warehouse and it has become routine for everyone to check in daily to see how the city is handling itself.

We found signs that this incident was just the start of something bigger. What were the signs?

During the battle something felt. Call it intuition, a sixth sense or whatever but there was more to this battle than we realized at first. A strange figure was spotted observing the fight and when they were noticed they bolted. A couple of us chased after them since most of the Uber-men were down for the count and we soon found them in a nearby building. The person now cornered decided to fight back and they used tech that couldn’t have been human. They were tough as well and I’m not sure we would have walked away if they didn’t decide to bail. Lucky for us we did not walk away emptyhanded as we managed to swipe a couple items from them. The most important one was some kind of data chip that some of the brainy types were able to decrypt after working on it for a while. It sucked when it turned out to have a failsafe to destroy most of the info on it, but we were able to save some of the documents.

The first part was how the Uber-men were led almost by the nose to steal those super roids without them even realizing they were being played. That was alarming enough but there was also a partial conversations between this stranger and someone else.

OOC: Just to make it obvious when each person is talking, one voice will be in bold while the other is not.

Has the stage been set?

Yes Director, the dress rehearsal is ready to begin.

Well done. Are the extras aware?

No, they found their inspiration and should be making their grand entrance tomorrow.

Good, once this is done we can focus on the opening act and find our cast some proper antagonists. Make sure to strike the set once it is over. No one should peek behind the curtain.

Of course Director, the talent will have enough to focus on thanks to the supporting players.

As they should.