(No problem - it seem that we have a slow season on the forum) As Mistress Victory left the room, she meet the receptionist from earlier. "Thank you for your contribution. I will be sure to clean up after you." She said warmly as if she was talking about baking cookies. "No, for the equipment you want, do you want offensive or defensive equipment? Or do you want maybe equipment for your base? We can provide a variety of devices, including bondage devices, traps as well as mind-altering chair of low quality."
As part of her personal equipment she already had both sex toys and some bondage equipment, so she did not need more right now. The chair was interesting, but it was too soon for such things – she needed to improve her base first, plus she wasn't a fan of low-quality stuff. Traps were also out until she had a better base. That left only two options, and Mistress Victory immediately knew which one she wanted. “I'll go with something offensive. 'Offense is the best defense', and all that.” She declared, making a mental note to get something defensive next time she got the chance.
(Right ) Picking herself up, Vixen looks around the crash site, looking to see if the truck driver is okay, before moving to examine the police van.
"Very well, let me present, this" She showed a small gun that was smaller than her hand "Cricket. A two shoot sonic-kinetic" Weren't all guns kinetic? "gun that knockes the targets away - with a high chance to knock the normal targets out." She presented the gun. "We also have a Shredder." She pointed and a sword. with teeth. "It's chainsword." "Then we have orgasmgun." She pointed at a futuristic-looking gun with antennas. "It's a nine-shot semi-automatic gun, that by heating a target causes them to orgasm." "What would be your choice?"
As the Vixen checked the driver, he noticed his legs and waist sticking from the wall... and considering a large quantity of red fluids and the brown CENSORED with CENSORED, CENSORED and CENSORED that should normally be in head (Ewww!) it's quite possible that he did not punch through the bricks. As Vixen took a look at the van, it looked to be mostly whole - only laying on its side. And a policewoman was just getting out of the driver's seat.
(Sorry, it's the main force she went after. I kept forgetting to remind you.) Vixen can't help but cringe in embarrassment at the bloody scene she just caused, but comes to her senses when she spots the policewoman moving about. Looking worried, she hurries over to the woman, acting like a concerned civilian. "Oh my God, are you alright?" She reaches out to fuss over the officer, before using telekinesis to knock her out with her own gun, before grabbing her keys and opening the back of the van.
( ) Knocking down the policewoman was easy - especially she still was in shock. As she opened the van's back, she found her minions - all with their hands cuffed behind their backs, laying on a pile. And two policewomen snapping in her direction and drawing guns and firing at Vixen.
"Eek!" Vixen takes cover outside the doorway. Guessing that her minions will be cushioned due to the pile they're lying in, Vixen pokes her head out when the bullets stop flying and lets forth a powerful TK blast at the cops.
Performing her manoeuvre perfectly, Vixen smiled as with a loud thud both women hit the truck's wall, knocking them out. The smile fell from her face as she felt something hot on her cheek. As she checked, she realised that one of the bullets cut her cheek.
"Oh no. Oh no, oh no no no no nonononono!" Vixen rushes to the mirror to check her cheek, terrified that her looks have been marred, before heading back to unlock the minions.
And indeed, as she checked, one of the bullets left a scratch on her left cheek, cutting it. As she went to her minions, she started freeing them, some even started regaining consciousness.
"Noooooooo!" She cries out loudly, before eventually going to her men and unlocking their cuffs. When they begin to wake up, she hands the released ones the officer's keys, telling them to release the others. "And be quick about it! We need to be gone by the time the reinforcements get here."
The sword was a melee weapon and thus too limited. The Cricket had too few shots and many heroines had ways to defend against it. That left the most amusing of the three. “I'll take the orgasmgun. Can you tell me more about it? Range, accuracy, how long it takes to make the target cum, what is used as its ammo... that sort of thing.”
"Sure thing boss." It took a couple of moments for the minions to untangle themselves. But finally, they stood ready - all 12 of them. Three took guns from the fallen cops. "What about cops, boss?" One of the minions asked, pointing at the unconscious women.
"It has a range of about thirty meters and we can give it to you with four magazines of specialised amo. You would have to buy an additional bullet from us. It generally behaves like a standard small semi-automatic gun. It's basically a normal gun, updated to accommodate special bullets. The bullets themselves are protected as intellectual property of Doctor Sexy V. Evil and licensed." The receptionist answered. "Each target reacts differently, but the bullets usually force the target to climax right away - it can even knock out weaker targets. It's reported that some heroes were knocked out after being hit repeatedly - experiencing numerous orgasms at once can do that."
"Leave them." She shrugs. "Let's get back to base. Everyone head off separately for a few hours. I'll stake out our headquarters and make sure that the police haven't found it. If it's safe, I'll put a lit candle up against the window. If there's no candle, expect that it's filled with cops."
The extra ammo will likely cost a small fortune. I'll need to be conservative with my usage. “That sounds perfect. I'll be sure to put it to good use.” Mistress Victory smiled at the woman – it seemed like the day would not be a complete waste of time after all.
It took a few hours, but finally, everyone found themselves back in the base. On a sad note, Vixen lost four minions. On plus side, three of her minions now had guns and her base was still not found. {you can update the sheet} Now, all of her minions were gathered and waiting.
"Very well." The woman nodded and gave the villainess the gun. "What are your wishes concerning the guilty receptionist?" She asked.
“As long as she does not cause any further trouble for me or my underlings I don't care, so do with her as you wish.” Mistress Victory shrugged, having no further interest in the slutty woman. She checked out her new gun before putting it away.