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Ghost's not even gonna get a turn before he's taken out, is he?
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Mizuki Iwasaki Torpedo Lass quirked her eyebrow as her eyes flared up a little. "Junior Tryout?" She held on to the strap of her backpack for a moment. She always kept her costume with her just in case there was some sort of emergency... but to capture the imagination of the crowds, she could be someone who could lead by example. Then again she's already spread herself thin, this summer was madness.... She lost herself in thought as she looked to the ring. She hesitated at the thought... she knew that these feds operated rough with their rookies. At times even worse that what is seen in basic training in most modern militaries. Her eyes flare a little with bluish light. She couldn't hide it. Something in her thrilled at competition, but she knew deep down that it was just a show in the end. You'd give your all to the fans, but in the end, it's how you impress the higher ups. Not through merit... but politics. "Hard pass. I've heard how a lot of talents get ate up alive in these feds. It's a miracle any one who enters these tryouts get looked at seriously."
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GM So decided the pair of heroes waited while pictures were taken of the axe and the rest of the crime scene. Rage and Ruin were loaded into the back of a cruiser while Officer Morris made small talk. Just under a quarter of an hour later a sleek black sedan with a stylized wolf's head painted on the side doors rounded the corner. Just below the logo was written 'WOLF TECHNOLOGY'. The car stopped just before the police cordon and a harried looking young woman in a lightly rumpled white dress shirt, black pencil skirt and low heels stepped out. She adjusted her glasses for a moment before beginning to speak animatedly to the police at the edge of the scene, pointing repeatedly to her phone. After a few moments the officers let her approach the heroes. "Hi," She sounded slightly out of breath as she spoke, "I'm Marianne, with Wolf Tech. How did you two find the axe? Wait, superhero business, shouldn't ask. Uhm, thank you for your service to the city." She looks nervous to be talking to a pair of superheroes, especially since the pair of Stars stand over a head taller than her even with her heels.
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Initiative Results 4#1d20+5: 4 # 16 [1d20=11] 12 [1d20=7] 16 [1d20=11] 15 [1d20=10] Uh oh. I'll start doing the attacks in my next post, just getting the Initiative down for now. 16- Number 1 16- Number 5 15- Number 7 12- Number 3 9- Ghost
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That is a hit. Toughness Results 1d20+6: 25 [1d20=19] She again rolls insanely well and avoids any damage. Are we gonna have another Explosions situation Michael's Turn. He's swinging at Fellwrought. Attack Roll Results 1d20+8: 13 [1d20=5] He misses. Snowfall's turn. Attack on Michael, they're trying to take out the weakness. Attack Roll Results 1d20+12: 32 [1d20=20] She Crits. DC 28 on Michael. Toughness Results 1d20+11: 19 [1d20=8] Bruise and a Daze. Fellwrought on Michael. Attack Roll Results 1d20+6: 25 [1d20=19] Well, that's a hit. DC 23 Toughness Results 1d20+10: 15 [1d20=5] Another Bruise and Daze. 33- Buzz- 2HP - 1x Bruise/Injury 16- Golden Star- 2HP - 3x Bruise/Injury, Daze 9- Snowfall- 1x Bruise 8- Fellwrought- @Supercape your turn.
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(GM Post) "Why did you ask if you weren't even going to believe us!?" Snowfall yelled at him in anger. "If you didn't want us to answer your question, you shouldn't have asked it!" She said with clear frustration, as emotional as Bazz was but in the opposite direction, getting furious at the Radioactive Cockroach Kid who she was finding more and more confusing. In a rage she lashed out at Golden Star, who was currently attempting to punch through Fellwrought and failing, and summoned an Ice Dagger, stabbing him directly in the side. "We'll just take our your friend, and then once you're incapacitated we'll make you talk in normal words!" She declared to Buzz, clenching her fist and shaking it at him. Fellwrought gave no such words, he just slammed his polearm into Michael and sent the golden boy crashing into the ground in a crater, dazing him on the backswing. "Just kill them both and take the gem." he said to Snowfall.
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Shadowborne Muirne's face had worn a soothing smile as the Bwbachod chewed on the key, but her limited calm shattered like glass at the mention of a Fae Prince. She fought the instincts that told her to run and find the deepest darkest hole she could find to hide in as the small creature described what was happening. Was it the darkness that she knew? The Schattenwelt? She let out a slow, pained exhale as the fae held out the black key. Purification. Was that something she could do? She didn't know, but she had to try. Her hand trembled as she reached out to take the key. "I will do what I can. I hope it will be enough."
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Luke was all smiles when meeting his friends, he playfully chatted with everyone, gave his girlfriend one of his trademarked bear (dragon?) hugs as soon as she joined the group and winced very visibly when Muirne mentioned Chaz's training regime. Admittedly, the young dragon didn't really mind, he did enjoy pushing himself after all, but it certainly did complicate his already crowded schedule. He did consider Eira offer of a job, still, while he had definitely appreciated the Christmas adventure together and still was committed to take his job as 'Christmas dragon' seriously, well as seriously as a role named like that could be taken at least, he was still on the fence about profiting of his heroics, so he just answered with a pretty uncommitted, but still friendly "Thanks..." The young dragon had joined the rest of the team when he noticed what seemed like an aggression, although it seemed like Vik had everything under control. He clenched his fists and did his best to look threatening, although the angry expression only lasted until the young man realized what was going on and was quickly replaced by a smirk, soon after he could not stop himself from bursting into laughter. "Really man?" He did notice the tension in raising in Murines' voice though, which prompted him to close the distance between them, offering her his arm and an 'hey...'
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If Nightscale can find a group of villain clumped enough that he can hit with his breath of fire and turn them into gold with this: Goldfire - Transform 10 (Anything into one result [Anything into Gold]. Extra: General Area [Type: General; Shape: Cone; Size: 180 ft with area 1] Feats: Progression 1 [Area], Flaws: Distracting, Range[Touch] Drawbacks: Full Power) - Save DC 20 Reflexes to half DC 20/15 Fort not to be transformed into gold Even if maybe he need to fly on top of the group so that he can aim his cone down, he will do that. If friends and foes are too mixed up to do that he will just attempt to claw Purple Haze again, if he can he will use the move action to startle as well (I am not sure if you can startle a cloud of gas though hehe). The intimidate roll isn't that great though with a: 4+17 = 21 He will also all out attack to get +2 to hit and -2 to defense until his next turn as his chance to hit isn't great. To hit is: 30! Wow. which means that the +2 wasn't needed, but well. Damage DC is DC 27 or 32 if a crit can affect a mist.
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While Luke didn't exactly mind some company when navigating the sewers, at least the chatter did manage to distract him from the overwhelming stench, he certainly did not seem to enjoy the way the conversation was going. He was there on a mission after all and that did not entail dealing with sewer politics, his little 'bro was sick, his people were sick. "I don't care where it belongs..." He growled. "That thing is hurting m-... people." "All that matters is that it stops spewing freakin' poison." He remarked, growling again to show his fangs threateningly. In truth, he wasn't even sure if the egg was the source of the problem, but if it was, there was no way he was gonna let it sit there, especially in the end of someone whose intention were certainly unclear. "You both can make a damn omelette out of it if you like after it's gone..." He was about to punctuate the urgency of the matter by exhaling a small jet of flames, but he stopped in his tracks. What the hell was that? His muscles tensed as Luke assumed a fighting stance, clenching his fists and trying to peer into the darkness with his dragon eyes for the source of the movement.
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Haven "Undesirable. A compliment. I am in good company. Poets, dreamers, rebels." The echo of human nervous systems made his fingers itch, as if they were sweaty, tremulous. But he forced them still. It was not easy. He cast his mind back to the obscure conversations he had had when he entered cyberspace. Who is the villain? Well that was the question. Layers upon layers of question. "Ultio 2.0" he started, pausing. The best blade was the truth- it might slice through the fog of lies. "Its a weapon. A dangerous weapon. A weapon of tyrants. And MaxMars is selling it." He strode a couple more fluid steps forward. "I am here to investigate. And, if necessary, to stop. Now tell me, what are you here for?"
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that was the case, I was off. Anyway. Sense Motive Results 1d20+8: 12 [1d20=4] failed, so the werewolf is flatfooted, which means the 15 hits. Toughness Results 1d20+4: 24 [1d20=20], so that's a bruise. Once @MoonSimply makes her IC post, THEN it's @Supercape's turn. Mea Culpa. Centuria: 21 Harlequin: 20 Cutlery: 19 Witch: 19 Cutlery: 17, 18 Puma: 15 Spore: 14 Wolfman: 14, 2x Bruise Cutlery: 13, 10
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(GM Post) "No. You have to be worthy and chosen by the power in question. I'm sure there's some kind of requirement, your soul, your behavior has to match up to what the power has, in it's own way; Mine picked me because I'm graceful, I guess. Zoe's picked her because she's strong, Estelle's because she's skillful, Kitty because she's caring, stuff like that. You'd need to use dark magic, evil powers, force the Sentry power out of the crystal to steal it. It's not something you can do easy, and it's bound to me right now, so you wouldn't get that one." she explained. "If you wanted to try and get a power, well...you'd have to hope it picks you; so when you're at the edge of your wits and have nothing left, maybe if you call out to the Umbra Star and ask for the power to do something good for the world, you could get your own power. Or maybe not. Who knows how this thing works." she admitted. "Well, Enoch did, but he got killed, so now we're all just fumbling around blind." her correction was quick but clearly stinging for her to admit. "But yeah. If you want to play it that way, I can draw them out and you can bounce on them afterwards." she nodded at them. "And no. I'm not a coward." she said to Carmen, glaring a little. "If you want to go another round I'll step up to you right now, hole in my side or not."
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Shadowborne Muirne had been happy to stay quiet, thinking about how things had changed since she'd last spoken to the older girl, she had been new to this world, uncertain and questioning her place in it. Now... Well, she wasn't as new she supposed. She had a boyfriend, had graduated Claremont Academy, was on a team. And hid almost everything from them. She had opened up somewhat, mentioning her issues with magic to the team, talking about her past with Luke. But you will take me to your grave, won't you Modor? Any response Muirne might have mustered was cut short by the man cornering the woman. When Vik and Eira immediately leapt into action she decided against crowding in, instead standing nearby, ready to intercede in case Eira and Vik needed help. Then Leon turned to face them. For a moment everything seemed to freeze. She watched Leon look between them and realize he'd been caught. She clamped down as she felt the shadows rush through her, resisting the fury that was boiling in her veins. She should hear him out, their friendshipwas worth that. Her voice came out low and ugly anyway, "Care to explain yourself, Leon?"
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Gamma Buzz "Bug?" said Gamma Buzz. "I am no mere bug, lady! I am the amazing Gamma Buzz who is amazing. Amazingly amazing, actually. With a side salad of amazing lightly seasoned with amazing sauce. Just like your mother never made you!" He started glowing green, ready for action. Intergalactic politics and diplomacy were not really his strong suit. "So you say, about this and blah blah and etcetera," he said. "But how do we know you aren't lying? And don't say you are telling the truth, because you might be lying when you say it!" He was very pleased with that logic. "So if you are serious call the intergalactic star force alpha police, or something like that. For all we know, you are Lords of Evil hell bent on Universal domination! You certainly are all cold and dark and stuff. Not really want we want out of a universe. Although come to think of it, the universe is pretty good and being cold and dark. What I meant was we dont really want that out of the planets in the universe!" "So bring it on! Unless you start beating us, in which case run away!" He flipped into the air and swung a fist at the lady.
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Oops sorry missed this. Free action: Activate Radioactive aura Move action: Jump St Action: Punch the lady! A solid 20 So that may or may not hit. If it does - a DC 23 Tough and a DC 15 Fort/Nauseate
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So I think Puma is going before Spore, but let me know if otherwise!
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ic Ghosts and Grimalkins: Halloween Horror Nights
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GHOST Casper chuckles, while Carrie stares at Lynn with wide eyes. "Why can't you do that, dad?" "Ouch, again. Not everyone's all acrobatic like Lynn, y'know," he answers back. He grins back at Lynn and shrugs. "I mean, I was enjoying the show, but hey, depends on how much attention you wants to draw." Casper's enjoying himself, at least, and Carrie only seems to fall more and more for Lynn with her antics. It's all good to him. They soon reach Liberty Park and, as Casper had promised, there's a ton of booths set up in view of everyone, with people manning them and handing out candy. The park has been decorated with all kinds of appropriate decorations, including a haunted house for the braver kids. Still, Carrie is all about the candy, and she looks to her dad. "Can I?" "Sure. Just stay in sight, alright?" While she runs off to the booths, he turns to Lynn, a large grin on his face. "So? Nice place, right?" -
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Initiative: 9 The Friendly Neighborhood Ghost Array is set to Insubstantial atm
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GHOST A trap? Just to catch him? Casper should probably be flattered, but the freaking Power Corps? Not someone he's tangled with before. Of course, they haven't really tangled with him either. "A problem? Me?" He is perhaps overemphasizing the shock in his voice a tiny bit, but hey, better to get the point across, right? There's 4 of them around him. Odd numbers. He doesn't really remember enough about the Power Corps to know if there's any significance to that, but he started ghosting the moment they got too close. Still, he takes a moment to point an accusing finger at Hernandez. "You better believe we're gonna have words once I'm done with these goons, Hernandez." He could call in help from Grim or the League, but, nah. The Power Corps made it personal. "Alright, guys, let's go."
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ARCHER II Metabolic pathways? What the hell? Connor stares at the woman for a moment longer, then lets go of his throttle, letting her leave. Chase her, or go to that damn place and keep things from getting worse. Not really much of a damn choice, is it? He doesn't know enough about viral infections or zombie viruses or whatever that he haven't seen in movies, but he's not about to let that stop him. Bad stuff's happening, big risk of infection, the crashed plane and the whole damn drug thing. Not any damn choice at all. Revving the throttle, he turns back, heading towards the WEST Station. He reaches for his ear piece. Who knows if Keller is up at this point? "Hey, old man, you there? The weird drug thing has turned into a weird viral zombie outbreak. Don't suppose you got any suggestions?"
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GM The giant head gives pause. It's expression changes with blinks. It looks annoyed. There is no fluid movements, the image simply changes, like someone flipping rapidly through channels on a screen. "YOU ARE LISTED IN OUR DATABASE. AN UNDESIRABLE. BENEATH NOTICE." The expression becomes somewhat concerned, then back to the smug confidence that Haven saw when he walked in. "WHY WOULD YOU KNOW? TO WHAT ENDS DO YOU SEEK THIS KNOWLEDGE?"
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GM "Oh, don't be so serious, kid. There's more to a field trip than just learning stuff. Social lives matter, y'know, and having a good time with your team's important. Anyone that tries to be strictly professional and doesn't spend time hanging out with the team tends to end up as the weak link." Coach Armstrong almost sounds like he knows what he is talking about, which is, for once, not something that has to do with chasing a ball around or performing another physical activity. It's not a side of him that the students are used to seeing, he's usually the tough love coach that tells them to pick themselves up and do better. "But hey, if you want something educational out of this, then try to look at all the wrestlers here. You see how they all got powers? Try to think about how much control they need for that. Gotta put on a big show, make it look big and flashy, but not really hurt each other? That takes training and dedication, kids. Plus, y'know, it's kind of the whole super hero and villain scene. Just as a show." Satisfied with himself, Armstrong leads the students on with a wave. "C'mon, keep up. There's a junior tryout thing happening. Any of you want to give it a shot?"
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GM Synth was too ill to do anything than walk - and frankly even that was a struggle. Dr North, whilst pale and drained, could still talk and think. "Here's the kicker, folks. Who do we trust?" He looked at Terrifica and Predator carefully. "The Hypersynths can mimic anybody. They copied me, for starters. Who has them? What are they using them for? Assassination, infiltration, sabotage? I am sure lots of people would like to get their hands on the technology." "Can I trust you two? Maybe. Probably. You act helpful, and you have all the fantastic gadgets of Predator and Terrifica. But can I know for sure? And frankly I don't even know, fully, whether I am a Hypersynth. Do they even know they are copies?" He glanced a Synth. "And her? If it is a her... are we sure she isn't a copy?" He turned back to Predator and Terrifica. "So this is the problem. How, practically, do we dismantle this base? Its a lot of work, a lot of people..."
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Predator Jean looked up at the sound of Terrifica’s voice. “Ah, Miss Terrifica. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you in person.” She gave the other hero a nod. She glanced over at Synth and Dr North. “The sooner we get these two somewhere warmer with medical attention the better.” Jean frowned and turned back to the computer for a moment, disconnecting her helmet and turning back to Terrifica. “As far as the destruction of this facility, I think that it should wait until the important bits can be safely and properly dismantled and moved. Especially with the subjects still in the tanks.” She gestured toward the forms floating in the tanks with her helmet.