Merry Christmas Everyone

We've traveled for so long to get here. A huge tower, gleaming silver, with a giant transmission aerial at the top, covered in dishes, surrounded by wasteland. Reaching into the sky, walls so smooth I doubt any sort of ability would give you grip, a massive cylinder of impregnability.

Or so they think.

I've got the guards uniform from the 'flipbrain' that we captured, and his ID and whatnot. He looks nothing like me, but I don't plan on showing it to anyone, I just need it for getting in. If anyone tries to Technopath it from outside, and alarm goes off. Any tampering, and all hell breaks loose. Inside however, safe guarded by ID's, guards, and fortified walls, and useful for any Equinoxes that may be working for HG, abilities should be fine. Assuming FDiffy's research is right. Let's hope. According to Diffy, it's Christmas Eve. You wouldn't know it to look around though. No sign anywhere. I asked FDiffy about this as we were making our way here.
'Christmas? You've got to be kidding. Jingle's as close as anyone is going to get these days, and as you can see he's pretty down about it all. HG finds it trivial and frivolous, so he got rid of that very quickly. I remember, the first Christmas under HG's control, Glutton kept fighting for Christmas. HG tried to cancel it in Britain as soon as he took over. It interfered with his plan. I actually miss Glutton.' He smiled sadly. 'Wow, didn't expect to ever hear myself say that. No, not even Jingle's used his REALLY Christmassy stuff for a while.'
He sighed, and then Jingle caught up and we stopped talking about it.

So, with FDiffy's illusions near useless against the guards, our plan is: Me, being the least recognizable, uses the guard disguise to get in, and then....get the others in somehow. To be honest that bit really hasn't been thought through. OK, here we go! Walking, still walking, calmly, I do this everyday, I've been flipped so nothing shows as I do the job I do everyday...approaching another guard....'You, new guard, why are you here?'
'Orders to check inside. Reports of resistance members in the area. I'm extra security for the control room.'
'That is logical. Wait, we have had no reports of Resistance?'
'Until now. I have come to let control know, they will spread the message to all guards. Let me pass.'
come on, come on....yes! He's standing aside. Persuasion, I love you! Ok, at the door, swipe card...eye scan! What eye scan! I suppose they need SOME sort of security against stolen cards, oh hell! Wait, I can do this, The scanning tube is still sliding out, there's still time, quick, glance at card. Dazzling blue, I can do that. Colour manipulation, look down tube like I'm having an eye test, yes! I'm in! Slip through the door before anyone stops me. Right, how to help the others.....Aha! Parked security carts, for driving out into the wastes, or catching resistance members. One with tinted windows, excellent, no chance of seeing inside. Check it's empty, Technopath my way in.....there we go. Off you drive, little empty cart, trundle trundle, round behind the broken remains of cottage, remotely open the door pointedly....Argh, how do I know if they're in? Ah, they're randomly jabbing buttons on the dashboard. Good thing I'm blocking the signals they just called for back up. Ok, swing door shut, and back you come trundle trundle, dum-de-dum-de-doo, voila!
'Nice one!'
'I do my best. Where now?'
'Up to the top.'
'Ok, express route I think, they're suspicious, we can't waste time.'
'Hey Diff, when he says Express route, what does he me-Waaaaaah!'
Forcefield plus phasing. A handy combination.
'You should really warn people before doing this!'
'Sorry, forgot you're new to it.'
Wait, was that a yell! and a bang?
'Yaaaaergh!'
What! FDiffy! something got him in the arm! As we came up through the floor some guy shot at us! Over there! Taking aim again!
'Oi!'
Jingle just lunged for him, and, what? Haha!
'Did you just...spiderman him with Tinsle?'
He's staring at his wrist. 'Uh.....yeah.'
'I have no idea how your power works, and what sort of brain you must have to get a power like it, you strange, strange boy, but I'm very glad I met you.'
'Thanks, I'm glad to have met you too.'
He's smiling, but the guards struggling. I hate to do it to him, it's not his fault, but needs must. Lightning to the leg. He's not following us now.
Up we go. 'You ok Diffy?'
Yeah, thanks T, although it's times like this I REALLY miss Healthbar, you know? Good work Jingle.'
'Thanks.'
'Hang on, the bullet's embedded. I'm going to try something. Eww,eww,eww...'
I'm poking into the wound, urgh, this is gross...poor FDiffy..There it is! Viola, the bullet is now in a subdimension. Water for my hand, bit of soothing cool air on the wound, bit of guard sleeve tied round it, best we can do.
'Ah, thanks, that's better.'
'Well, I'm no super solar battery life goddess, but it should help. Ah, and here we are.'
Top floor. Just the one room, taking up the whole, huge floor, save the ring of corridor round the edge of every level, with stairs etc. . Right, first things first, click fingers...every entrance locked. Now, Mr. Big fancy machine in the middle, give us Broadcast.
HG is using Broadcast as a sort of global speaker. Any announcement he wants to make to the world, he sends through here, and the machine uses Broadcast to transmit it to the whole planet. Plus HG can use him as a sound system. No idea why, and his taste in music is probably horrible, but apparently it happens. Ok, that's clearly a chamber of some sort. Aha! I've TP'ed into the override. Open! That's it, should be a piece of cake now to