“Things did not go quite as we planned, Mr. Tucker,” rasped the voice on the phone. “I am disappointed.”
Tucker swallowed hard—he knew full well what could happen to those that disappointed his employer, and none of them resulted in a bright or healthy future.
“I am sorry, we just did not factor in the possible arrival of the other two women, or that Gadget Girl would take control of the situation and the press in such a commanding way.”
“It would appear that our Mighty Mindy is not quite ready for the center stage,” the other man suggested. Tucker had never seen his boss, but even so, that mechanical voice of his always sent a shiver down his spine. “We will just have to re-adjust our plans from this point on and assume the girl will not do well in situations where she has to speak or work off script.”
“On the bright side, Mindy did bring us Professor Philip’s formula, which was a surprise,” Tucker offered, hoping it would bring some support to his position.
“Yes, it was a pleasant surprise at that. I have already handed it over to an associate and certain it will have a meaningful result soon.”
“The Goblin also played his part well,” Tucker added.
“The brute did quite well in his role. I am sure we will have use for him again, once he has calmed down in jail for a few months. We are thus ready for phase two of the plan. I assume you have everything in order?”
“Yes, sir, I have the parts already shipped to the warehouse and a crew has begun to put the robot together as we speak,” Tucker reported, then, sensing that the conversation was over, hung up the phone.
Issue 6 and 7
“Someone stole your car?” Pam asked with some surprise. “Who would steal a superhero’s car?”
“Yep, right out of the parking lot, in broad daylight even,” Mindy sighed. She loved that car.
“Well, I’m sure the company had it insured, so we will get you a new one soon enough,” Pam sympathized. “I can drive you to school until then and give you a lift home.” They walked down the hall of the company building, heading to Mindy’s daily training session. Her days were rather scheduled; she arrived at school in the morning for class, and then headed off to work, usually meeting Pam for lunch in the company cafeteria. Then she trained for the afternoon, then dinner and home to study and bed. Who said being a superhero was exciting, she thought.
“What’s up for today?” Mindy asked as they both walked into the training room. Mind Tech had set up a whole section of the fourth floor for her to train. Most days it was physical workouts with a personal trainer or combat training with an ex-MMA fighter. On other days she would have to sit through a terrible few hours of Amanda’s public speaking and press relations training.
“I think it’s something special today,” Pam offered with a smile. Inside the training room was a gaggle of people, along with several racks of costumes and jumpsuits. Mindy stopped cold in her tracks, “Ugh, not another uniform fitting?”
Pam laughed, “Yep, by far your most favorite thing ever.”
“So we might have a lead on who stole your car,” Mr. Tucker opened as Mindy walked into his office, Pam right behind her. The two of them had grown closer these past few weeks. Mindy really liked Pam.
“Really, who?” Mindy asked as she sat down.
“Some punk has been working the downtown area for a few weeks now, taking expensive cars,” Tucker folded his arms. “We have him on record stealing one last night.”
“Well. let’s go get him,” Mindy grew excited. She might get her car back, she thought.
“How about we track him to where he is taking the cars instead,” offered Pam.
Tucker agreed, “That would be a better plan, then we can grab the whole crew and make a big splash at the same time. Would be some good press, you breaking up a car theft ring right here in downtown.”
Sitting in the company car, Mindy waited for word that the car thief was on the move. While she waited, she studied for her history test, which she had to do well on if she wanted to pass the class. Who thought going to school would be so much work? Just then, the phone rang— time to go. Starting the car, she pulled out of the parking lot just as the thug rushed by in a red Porsche. All she had to do was follow him back to his hangout, and then grab him and his buddies. Immediately it was clear that this would not be so simple as she was soon far behind the car thief. Hitting the gas, she sped up, hoping not to lose him in the upcoming traffic; sure enough, however, he was long gone by the time she worked her way through the cars to the other side of downtown. “Damn!”
She was going to have to figure something else out to grab this guy.
“I could drive the car, I’m a good driver,” Pam proposed as they sat at dinner in a small sushi bar near work. The two of them came here several times a week now.
“No way!” Mindy answered.
“Why not?” Pam replied, “I’ve been adulating way longer than you have. And it’s not like I am going to be fighting a super-villain or anything, just driving the car.”
“Nope,” Mindy replied over a sushi roll, “Tucker would have my head.”
Pam was disappointed, it was clear, but Mindy was firm—no way she was letting Pam get into anything dangerous.
“Well, what about Frank in the motor pool?” Pam offered with a smile.
“What, that small weasel-like guy? The one that is always looking you over like you are some piece of meat?” Mindy said, a bit too forceful.
“You sound jealous….” Pam teased.
Mindy ignored her coy smile, color rising in her cheeks, and asked, “Why him?”
“Well, he does street racing on the weekends,” Pam offered, “I hear he’s real good too.”
The younger girl couldn’t argue with that. “Alright, I’ll ask him tomorrow.” Mindy said, returning to her dinner.
“So, why so jealous?” Pam prodded after a moment.
Their eyes met.
“Okay, you drive and keep him in sight. Once we get there, you hang out in the car and stay out of sight,” Mindy instructed Frank.
“Yeah, kid, you told me three times now.” Frank complained as he drove the dark sedan just far enough behind the thief to remain out of sight, but still tracking the car ahead of them.
Soon enough they pulled up in front of a open gas station near the tunnel that went into the Bowery.
“Stay here.” Mindy muttered again as she got out of the car and walked over to the sports car. Leaning in, she crushed the ignition switch to prevent the car from being started with the key and then stepped into the shadows nearby.
The young punk walked out with a pack of cigarettes and a soda in hand. She walked up behind him and as he started to open the car door, she grabbed him from behind.
It did not take long to get the punk to sing all about the car theft ring, and soon enough she and Frank were headed into the Bowery to find a garage run by “Bruce.”
Sneaking into the yard behind the garage, Mindy tried to be quiet, but an empty dogfood can kicked in the dark woke up the two junkyard dogs, who came after her with nasty snarls. Mindy tried not to hurt the dogs too bad, and found a small shed to plop the blanket-bundled pups into. Now if no one came out to check on the two dogs barking, Mindy thought, she might pull this off.
Heading for the back door, she tried it and found it open. Slowly she pulled the door open, but it squeaked real bad, bad enough for the man inside to bolt.
Mindy rushed in, but the man was nearly at the other door. There was too much stuff in the way for her to catch him in time, so Mindy kicked a barrel at him, catching the man in the back with the flying metal can, knocking him senseless.
“Okay, pal, let’s you and me have a talk,” Mindy snarled as she walked up, punching her hand into her palm threateningly.
So we finally get to the mission itself. Mindy blew the car chase rolls and could not catch the car thief, so she had to get some help. It was no problem collecting (using her free Resource point for being sponsored) a good driver. From there she again botched the Stealth skill check for the dogs. They were no real danger, however, and neither was Bruce when she botched that Stealth roll once again. She beat Bruce up with no effort at all and that ended the mission and allowed her to go right to the third part of the mission tree.
Mindy gained from this mission 20 Exp. for the failed attempt the first time around and then 50 Exp. for the second try. She also gained 200 Exp. for completing the mission as a whole. She gained a Street Thug rank of 1 as well. Beating up Bruce got her 400 Exp. and since she turned him into the police, she got a Law and Order rank bonus of +1. She also got 75 Exp. for getting Bruce to talk.
Of note, while she had the Reputation to take this mission, she did not take it from the police officer, as it fit better for the story for her to do it as a part of her duties as a corporate superhero. Besides, having her car stolen was too fun to pass up.
Brick, Level 1
AC: 14 (+2 natural)
Base Attack: +0
Fort: +5 Reflex: +1 Will: +0
Melee: Fist +7 (1D3+7)
Special Defense: DR 2 / –
Str 24 (+7), Dex 12 (+1), Con 16 (+3), Int 10 (+0), Wis 10 (+0), Chr 12 (+1)
Powers: Growth (2, Always On), Invulnerability (1), Super Strength (1)
Class Features: Extreme Effort
Feats: Oversized Throw, Super Lift
Skills: Intimidation 1 (+8), Power Activation 1 (+0)
Flavor and Flaws: Gullible and Sponsored
Special: (1 RPs +1)
Combat Suit (+2 AC)
Issue 1: Born in an Explosion
Issue 2: Corporate Super Hero
Issue 3: Mindy helps out the Professor
Issue 4: Day at the Mall
Issue 5: The Goblin
Issue 6: Car Theft
Issue 7: Car Theft #2
Go Gooder: 1
Street Thug: 1
Law and Order: 1
Personal Life: 1 (Pam 1)
Gadget Girl: 1
Bethany the Witch: 1
The Goblin: 1