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He was never really a good person. He acted like it, but his thoughts were always of evil. And being given powers and Calamity's corruption...let's just say he's even less of a good person now Yes he will. When you know everyone's secrets, and you're being influenced to be evil, you wouldn't help but make sure to twist people in just the right way. I thought it would be more fun this way

Haha yes he does, he resurrects 5 feet away from his place of death 5 minutes after his death. It's in the Epics of Oregon thread Also, how's everybody like the first Reader post? I imagined him as sort of an evil!Breeze.

Reader leaned back slightly in his soft chair, swishing the wine around in his goblet. Wine was expensive in the Dalles, ever since Vondra had all but closed off the city borders, but Reader had a good store of 1950's wine in his coldbox in his house a short ways away from his office, and he usually kept a bottle or two at the office for when he wanted a good drink. It was fascinating, the number of things you could get when you knew everyone's secrets. A soldier stepped into his office. It was a new one--it was a new one every day, Vondra was a bit paranoid with that--but just by looking at him, Reader already knew everything there was to know. "A call just came in from Sector B," Terry Richard Bloom said. He'd been working for Vondra for just over two months now, he'd originally gotten the job as a way to feed his starving family, but was now spending most of his earnings on drinks and his new coworker and lover, Britanic Jerald Jansink. What an ugly name, Reader thought. "And...?" Reader said, motioning for him to continue. Unfortunately, he couldn't quite read minds. He just knew things about the person, not what they were thinking at any given moment. "And they've requested that I notify you that they're bringing in 3 Epics for you to Read." "Noted." Reader shooed the soldier away. As he stepped out, Reader grinned slightly. "And, send Britanic my best regards. If you're not too drunk to remember." The soldier stiffened, then, giving a curt nod, hurried out of the room. Reader took a sip from his goblet. He took it on himself to humiliate each soldier that was sent to "guard" him. They must've been sent to him for a reason, and besides, the looks they gave him after each remark were priceless. They pleased him in a way nothing else could. 3 Epics, hm? It had been a while since he'd had Epics to Read and humiliate. This is going to be fun.

Gordon did not look happy. One part of Timeport's mind thought that killing one of the Reckoners was maybe not the best idea, but the rest of his mind had felt too much exhilaration to care. He'd never thought it would be this fun to kill! "Seth, killing my friends makes me less likely to give you information. And if I knew the weaknesses of Lightwards and Altermind, they’d be dead.” Gordon scratched his head. Timeport thought he might've seen something in his hair, so he quickly moved the gun away from the boy and pointed it at the informant. "While I can’t tell you their weaknesses, I can tell you the weakness of another Epic though. An Epic that CorpseMaker has sworn vengeance on. So If you swear not to kill anymore of us, I’ll tell you Sightline’s Weakness.” Timeport was about to tell the informant that he was not about to swear a no-killing oath, and prove it by killing the boy, but Gordon continued anyway. "Sightline’s weakness is glasses. Now why don’t you take that information to CorpseMaker, and leave us alone? If you don’t, you’re going to get hurt." Timeport scoffed. "Hurt?" he said incredulously. "I'm an Epic. I don't get--" Suddenly, there was a sound of crashing glass, and before anyone could do anything, a motorcycle with a middle-aged man sitting on it appeared from the hallway. There were guns on the front of the motorcycle. And they were trained on Timeport. In the confusion of the moment, Seth forgot about his Epic powers. Frantically, he tried to dive out of the way of the guns, but the man was too quick. He pressed the trigger, and multiple bullets fired rapidly out of the two barrels. More than a few of them ripped through Seth's body. He barely had time to register the pain before he dropped to the ground, dead in an instant.

Should I do a Reader post in the Dalles or wait for Backtrack and co. to actually show up?

That will work just fine.

Oooh! When Raoden draws the death Aon to the guards in Iadon's palace?

Horrible people. All of you are horrible people.

He's worse than Nighthound...

"Whoa, calm down," the boy that Timeport was threatening said, raising his arms up into the air. "I'll help you. There's an Epic who goes by the name of Freeze. She can shoot jets of ice. One of CorpseMaker's assistant Epics, Electro, an electric Epic, recruited her from the northern part of town." Timeport could hear the hatred in the man's voice for Electro. "If you wold kindly take this gun away from my head, I may be able to think better." Timeport growled, but he complied, stepping a bit away from the boy, though keeping his gun still trained on him. That's interesting, he thought, but utterly useless. "I already knew that. I was with the Reckoners, don't you think we pick up on things like that? What of Lightwards and Altermind?" He glanced over at Gordon. "I want weaknesses. Tell them to me now, or"--he put his finger on the trigger--"he goes." If anyone had been watching outside of Portland that afternoon, they might have seen a small crowd of children walking down one of the roads that lead into it. In the center of the crowd, with a crying baby in one arm and a small child in the other, stood a middle-aged woman. Of average height and build, she wore an ankle-length, plaid light-blue dress with a white undershirt. Mommy cooed to the crying baby. "Hush now, everything is going to be alright..." Tears stained the child's face, and quick as an eyeblink the tear streaks vanished, though they were almost instantly reformed as the tears kept coming. Mommy had trekked all the way from Astoria, picking up abused or abandoned children and putting them under her care, or taking them to better families along the way. The children with her now were those who refused to leave her side, content on keeping her as their mother. Mommy looked out over her next--and possibly final--destination. Portland, Oregon. This city was probably teeming with un-cared-for children. She'd also heard wind of a Minor Epic Empire forming, where other Minor Epics like her were grouping together to try and create a new Empire. Perhaps, she thought, this will be my final destination. Minor Epics weren't touched as much by Calamity's corruption, and most were, while not necessarily good, at least not totally evil. Maybe she could start there, ally herself with the Minor Epic Empire, and get these kids--and many more--to the good homes they deserve. The baby cried again. "It will be alright," Mommy said softly, then straightened her back and looked down at the children around her. "Children," she announced, "We are going to find you a home, food, a nice bed. And it will be in there." She pointed to the city. "You guys rested and ready to go?" Several children nodded, a few looking up at her hopefully. Mommy smiled. "Let's go."

This should become canon. Right now. Kobold, a question: what would it do to Lightwards if he met Mommy, and she cleaned the blood out of his jacket?

Yes, he can find out their powers, he just can't find out their weaknesses (unless being touched by Upgrade). So yeah he's probably a check-off station before anyone can meet Vondra.

That's a good point. We should have the cops bring them (Backtrack and co) in to Reader before introducing them to Vondra. Or perhaps Reader is in there with Vondra when he meets with them.

OH, well then, Reader can be at HQ (wherever it is) when they get taken in in a couple of posts

Vondra's HQ got word of new people arriving in the Dalles and headed toward the Springfield residence, so he sent that police car that called out to Backtrack and the twins, and Reader came along to see who they were and what they were up to.

Is there a head of police already in the Dalles? Or should I just use a random cop in the car with Reader at the Springfield residence?

How does this look for Reader's icon? EDIT: and Mommy's:

He put it up to max.

Should Reader be in with the police so he can tell them about the new people in the Dalles?

When I get home I'll do a BusDriver post.

Timeport saw Gordon look behind him. He took a glance back, and saw that Dr. Pace and Charles were getting away, and Rachel was uncovering the Cannon. Gordon looked at Timeport and grumbled. "What's your price, Seth?" Timeport tensed up. He was in charge of the situation, he was the Epic here! Maybe... maybe he could go backwards in time as well as forward. He tried to jump back so he could take control of the situation again, but it didn't work. "Gah!" he shouted. There was only one other way. He pulled the trigger. Robert slumped to the floor, dead in an instant. Timeport growled at Gordon. "My price, human, is that you will start telling me everything you know about every Epic in town, or I start killing everyone off, one by one." He teleported to the man, not much older than Timeport himself, standing next to Gordon. "Starting with him. "You have one minute to decide whether you want him to live or die."

And it's also Joe's turn with the Reckoners/Timeport side of the story.

Timeport heard footsteps in the hallway next to the food court. He chuckled. The informant had arrived. Seth had never really liked the man. His prices were too high, in his opinion, for the small amount of information he gave, and he always hinted at the fact that he had much much more. Seth had wanted to know what more he had, and even the rest of the Reckoners had started to get slightly fed up with him. Now, Timeport set the price. As the footsteps got closer, Timeport grabbed Robert's shoulder. "You'll be my first hostage," Timeport smiled, then teleported closer to the food court entrance. Robert didn't come with him. Oh Cala-- Timeport stopped himself. No, he would not use the name of Calamity in vain. Calamity had given him his powers. Calamity was God. In his hand, Timeport held Robert's shirt, and the man--now shirtless--stood behind him, where he had stood before. No transporting other people, then, Timeport thought as he warped back to Robert, then grabbed his arm and towed him closer to the entrance. Gordon, with two other people, walked around the corner. They jumped back in shock as they saw "Seth" holding a gun up to Robert's head. Before they could speak, Timeport smiled. "Ah, Gordon," he said wickedly. "You're here. Just in time, too. You see, I've got a group of Reckoners here, and they're all just begging me not to shoot them." He pressed the gun up to Robert's forehead, and the man whimpered softly. "I want to shoot them, Gordon. But I won't..." He teleported closer to Gordon, so he was standing just a few feet away. He made sure to drop himself back into time a few seconds later so he could keep his gun trained on Robert. "...for a price."

BusDriver's Icon: I can't find any good ones for Mommy or Reader though....