Omake: Underside of Orario - Lisa / Tattletale (Patreon)

Omake: Underside of Orario – Lisa / Tattletale

Omake: Underside of Orario – Lisa / Tattletale

It had been a year since she’d fallen into a world that was like a weeb’s wet dream, and it still didn’t feel real. Sometimes she had to pinch her arm to remind herself that yes, it was real. She wasn’t stuck in the Birdcage or a dying world or even a rebuilding alternate world.

Lisa, formerly Tattletale of the Undersiders, had ended up in Orario, City of Heroes, through a series of circumstances she didn’t fully understand, but completely blamed on a malfunctioning Tinkertech device left behind in the City after the Ice Break incident.

It had catapulted her across time and space and she’d landed square in the middle of what she’d first assumed were cosplayers but turned out to be actual, factual, gods, goddesses, and adventurers. Needless to say, things had been pretty crazy after that, but she’d somehow managed to settle down and find a Familia of her own.

There were some things Lisa wished she could change, though. She missed greasy and sugary food, and the bathroom situations were not great, to say the least. A goddess who wasn’t a handsy weirdo would also be nice. Still, it wasn’t all bad.

‘I do like being a Brute, now, though,’ Lisa as she flexed her legs before shooting forward and punching her fists into the stuffed dummy in the Twilight Manor’s backyard. She rained a hail of blows onto the training dummy and grinned widely as the wooden pole holding it up snapped.

“Oh, yeah, that’s the stuff,” Lisa muttered to herself, wiping some sweat off of her forehead with a satisfied smile. Training and exercise was so much more satisfying when she could actually see tangible results in the form of numbers going up.

‘It really is like a video game… Uber and Leet would either rule the city in a matter of weeks or they’d somehow cause the Dungeon to escape… possibly both,’ she thought to herself, wincing at the thought of the troublesome duo ending up in this world.

Shaking that scary idea from her head, Lisa looked at the busted up training dummy, idly clenching her fists.

“So, that’s what having a Power stat in the 400’s does to my physical strength,” she mused aloud to herself, impressed.

Lisa had pushed herself hard to get to that point. Delving into the Dungeon almost daily, risking her life against hideous beasts that made Nilbog and the Red Queen’s creations look tame at times, and dealing with a city full of try-hards who thought armor was for cowards and chumps.

Her power helped to reach this point. It let her calculate the optimal way to take down monsters by analyzing weak points and find the easiest method to obtain high-quality Excelia with minimal danger to herself.

But it was worth it, because all of her Stats were now E rank, save Magic, which for some reason was at A.

[Magical energy is referred to as Mind and rests primarily within the brain. Shards utilize the host’s brain to function. This interaction causes the Magic stat to grow passively as host uses her power,] her passenger let her know.

‘I already knew this, was being sarcastic, but thanks for the reminder,’ Lisa thought to herself with a roll of her eyes.

After cleaning up the broken dummy, she went on to another area where several targets had been set up for archery practice. The Loki Familia preferred to use crossbows when they had to fight with ranged projectiles, though a couple used short bows that packed a mean punch.

However, instead of using any of the training equipment, Lisa took a six-shooter revolver out of a holster at her hip. It was a nifty weapon and more of a hand cannon than a regular handgun, and something she’d worked with one of the crafting Familia to create.

Gunpowder didn’t exist in this world. Primitive black powder did, but it wasn’t what she’d call useful, so it’d taken some time to come up with a workaround. By combining the local magi-tech with modern knowledge, Lisa and the Dian Cecht Familia had created the first ever magic gun.

Technically it was a railgun as it fired solid metal slugs via application of magnetism, but the only reason such a powerful type of weapon could exist in such a compact form as a hand cannon and not a rifle was due to magic.

“Is that the new weapon you’ve been working on with Dian Cecht?” a curious voice inquired, and Lisa turned around, spotting some of the top adventurers of the Loki Familia.

The two people in the front were the Amazon twins, Tiona and Tione Hiryute. The executives were some of the strongest people in the city, being Level 5. Tiona was very much an airhead while Tione tried too hard to act ‘womanly’ which was odd, seeing as she was capable of bench pressing an 18-wheeler.

Then, there was Ais Wallenstein standing off to the side, the dead-eyed Sword Princess who was way more dangerous than just her status as a Level 5.

[Is not fully human. Possibly related to a Spirit or Greater Spirit due to nature of heightened magical power and affinity for Wind. Displays sociopathic traits, namely lack of emotions and empathy, aggressiveness, and impulsivity, possibly as a result of trauma and her inhuman nature,] her Shard 'helpfully' informed her.

'I know! Thank you, Passenger, you can stop now!' she thought with a twitch of her left eye.

Thanks to her power, Lisa knew Ais was completely insane, and utterly dedicated to an impossible goal. Seeing her put on a pedestal by the masses of the city was hilarious. And sad.

Finally, there was the Level 3 elf, Leyfia, who followed Ais around like a puppy. It was cute watching that poor girl pine after the Sword Princess without really knowing a damn thing about her. She had been the one to speak up and announce the group’s presence.

‘She’s also a lot of fun to tease,’ Lisa thought to herself with a smirk.

“Ooo!” the younger of the Amazon twins, Tiona, said, gushing over the weapon in Lisa’s hand. “Shiny!”

[Excited to see the finished product. Thinks the weapon is neat. Thinks you are interesting for coming up with it. Wants to know what might happen if she tried to use it,] Lisa’s power told her as she looked at her Familia members.

“Kinda small, don’t you think?” the bustier of the Amazons, Tione, commented, raising an eyebrow as she examined the revolver.

[Threatened by the closeness you have with Finn. Thinks you are trying to steal him from her. Insecurities take the form of snark and attempts to verbally put you down.]

“It’s not the size that counts, but how you use it,” Lisa scoffed, before shooting her a smirk. “I hope you remember that when you eventually get together with the captain.”

That caused Tione and Leyfia to blush vividly as they understood the innuendo, while Tiona let out a full belly laugh and Ais just tilted her head to the side, confused.

“What does that mean?” she wondered.

“I’ll explain when you’re older,” Lisa said, fighting the urge to pat the blonde swordswoman on the head. Unrepentant sociopath she may have been, the Sword Princess should have been called the Sword Puppy with how cute she could look at times.

[Confused. Does not understand the insinuations,] her powerful helpfully informed her. [Curious about the weapon. Wants to know if it can help her kill monsters better.]

‘Thank you, brain, whatever would I do without you?’ Lisa thought to herself, suppressing the urge to roll her eyes at her Shard’s commentary. She didn’t need to be a super-detective to know that.

Though, the lack of headaches when she used her power was another reason to love the Falna. It was such a relief and definitely worth joining Loki’s family of outcasts and weirdos who thought they were heroes.

“Let’s see what this baby can do,” Lisa said, and turned to the targets. She loaded the gun, flicked the safety off, aimed it at the red and white target at the end of the range, and pulled the trigger.

An explosive roar, like thunder on steroids, rang out, and the object she’d been aiming at was completely obliterated, straw and felt flying everywhere. Meanwhile, a massive hole had been punched through the wall the target had been set up in front of.

“Huh. Louder than I thought,” Lisa said, her ears ringing. “And it looks like the round went clean through the target, the wall behind it, and the wall beyond that…”

‘Gonna have to work on that,’ Lisa thought to herself. ‘And make sure nobody is standing too close to me when I start shooting.’

“WHAT WAS THAT?!” Leyfia screeched, partly from hearing loss, mostly due to shock. The rest of the quartet were also staring slack-jawed at the blown apart target, and so were the rest of the adventurers who’d been training nearby.

“That, dear Leafy, was the future,” Lisa replied as she spun her revolver before holstering it in a single smooth motion.

[Doesn’t like the nickname. Wishes you wouldn’t use it. Shaken by the display of the weapon’s power. Disturbed by the potential of this weapon.]

Lisa ignored what her power was telling her and went to check out the hole in the wall her gun had created, crouching down in front of it and let her power analyze everything it could.

[4% deviation in accuracy due to unsteady grip on the gun,] her power stated. [Recoil reduced by 89% thanks to Falna and materials used to build it. Weapon capable of causing serious, potentially fatal, damage to a Level 3 with low Endurance stat. Weapon capable of killing Level 2s and below without difficulty.]

‘Not badly. Pretty good accuracy from what I can see, and thanks to the Falna, I barely noticed the recoil!’ the parahuman mused to herself as she examined the damage she’d caused. ‘Damage though… kinda worried about this technology falling into somebody else’s hands. Rakia comes to mind.’

Eventually she stood back up and turned to the adventurers. “So, what’d ya think?”

“I want one,” Tiona and Ais said in unison, staring with stars in their eyes at the remains of the target.

“Let’s, uh, wait and see,” Lisa said slowly, not liking the idea of giving either of them a weapon like her railgun-revolver.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” a new voice rang out, and everyone in earshot flinched.

“Ah, shit,” Lisa muttered, looking over at Riveria, Vice-Captain of the Loki Familia.

[Angry at your reckless actions. Angry at you ruining the training field. Annoyed at having to repair the archery range. Concerned about the implications of a weapon that strong,] her power revealed as the Level 6 elf stomped over to them.

“Lisa,” Nine Hells bit out tersely. “What did you just do?”

“I tested out my new weapon?”

“And what did Finn tell you to do?”

“Not to test my weapon without him around?” Lisa replied with a wince. “But, in my defense… Loki told me to.”

“And if Lady Loki told you to jump off a cliff, would you?” Riveria asked in exasperation.

“No, but if she’s telling me to do things I want to do? Totally following her orders. And then throwing her under the bus, err, wagon, when I get found out. Like now,” Lisa said, totally shamelessly.

Riveria glared before rubbing her forehead in frustration. “We will discuss this later,” she declared firmly. “For now, though… go clean up the mess you made.”

“Aye-aye, Ma’am!” Lisa said, flashing a lazy salute before going around to pick up the scattered pieces of the target. Riveria nodded curtly, satisfied that the former Undersider was doing what she was supposed to, before walking off.

“Now that you’ve tested your… gun, was it? What are you going to call it?” Tiona asked a little bit later.

“A name?” Lisa asked, turning to the Amazon.

“Yeah! All cool weapons need a name, and your weapon is really, really cool!” the petite adventurer said excitedly. Lisa glanced at the others, and they all nodded. Even Tione was agreeing with her sister!

“Ugh, damn weebs,” Lisa sighed, before looking down at the weapon holstered at her side. “I suppose if I have to, I better give it a good one, huh?”

“Uh-huh!” Tione nodded rapidly. “How about Thundercaller? Or, or! Fireclaw! Dragonmaw! The Annihilator!”

“The Warlord, first of the Brockton model magi-railguns,” Lisa said, deciding on a name after thinking it over. It felt fitting to give a weapon that would shape the future of Orario and the world itself the name of her former home and occupation.

‘The Dungeon won’t know what hit it!’ Lisa thought smugly to herself. And for once, her power completely agreed with her.

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Lisa "Tattletale" Wilbourne

Level 1

Power - G 202

Endurance - H 123

Dexterity - G 250

Agility - G 250

Magic - D 555

Skill:

Investigate - Gather information on a single target, including history and personality. Can discover weak points, the quickest way to reach a goal, and discern truth from lies. Focusing on a target can uncover information regarding the Falna itself. (SHARD)

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Author's Note: Happy Easter, everyone one! Please, enjoy this little what-if story of Lisa appearing in Orario!