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Pan can read anything too! Gonna send his Shadow out to try and catch the flying robot, that's an attack roll at 25, with Indirect 3, so might catch it flat footed. Reflex at DC20 vs. Snare if it hits.
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Hear me out here... Cosmic Camelot They might be based on Earth, but we give the whole thing a bit of a New Gods-inspired angle? They can deal with Earth stuff, they can go into Space. We put a bit of a cosmic angle to the whole thing? We need to set aside some PP for a sweet HQ, maybe donate a bit each. I got 4PP worth of unused vet reward for Equipment atm. I'm good with PL10 with room to grow, though whether people wanna use 150 or 180PP slots are up to them. I like the ideas for Merlin and Arthur being absent. Maybe that's something that'd be an underlying storyline for them: They can't find Arthur.
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Atomic Steeds!
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I was mostly thinking super-heroic magitech, if that makes sense, but still making sure to keep the Knight aesthetic. As said on discord: I agree completely with Merlin being NPC. For Arthur, I'm good with either. If anyone wants to play him, they can be my guest, I'd rather play some other role.
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More ideas from me from discord: KnightDiscipleToday at 3:31 PM @RocketLord so a bit more like King Arthur And The Knights Of Justice? RocketLordToday at 3:49 PM @KnightDisciple I guess? Not outright "Now you put on his armor and travel to Camelot", more like "This is the Pendragon, he becomes the leader, etc., this is the Grail Knight, this is (whatever we'd call Lancelot)" elaborating a bit as ideas start to form: Merlin would maybe be the same guy every time, but since he's, well, old and multiple generations pass between each Arthurian cycle, he wouldn't remember everything exactly, and is very much focused on "Well, maybe this time it will be different and it won't fall" I was thinking going very much for Arthurian Knights filtered through super hero lenses like, Camelot would be a flying castle that's a headquarters. They ride flying robo horses. Their armor is high tech. They probably each have their own specific things and powers they can do Again, this is just my ideas, I'm open to making it very different from this or doing it completely differently.
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@RedSpine @Thunder King @KnightDisciple RedSpine talked about Camelot and doing something with that in the chat! The rest of us were inspired and jumped on the bandwagon, so, let's figure out what exactly we'll be doing! My basic idea, which are of course completely open to change and we can do something entirely different if you want, would be to play with a Camelot Recurrence: There's have been a lot of Camelots in the past, there will be a lot in the future. The names, locations and specifics might be different, but they all followed the same basic myth cycle of a rise and a fall, they all had different persons falling into the same roles: The Arthur, the Merlin, the Galahad, the Lancelot, etc. Now the time has come for Camelot in the Age of Super Heroes. Discuss, give ideas! Throw things on the wall and see what sticks!
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Pan would of course object very much to the idea that he was 18 and not 16, but he had to admit that it had some perks to be thought of as older than he was. He had flown to the amusement park. What better way to travel, after all? High above the street on a streak of golden dust, he flew in full costume, only letting the pixie dust wash over him once he landed, revealing an open denim jacket, an emerald green t-shirt with scattered white feathers and a pair of jeans underneath his uniform. He spotted Eira before she saw him, quickly moving closer, spreading his arms out to the sides to greet her. "Hello, hello!" Moving in close, he quickly wrapped his arms around her in a hug, before looking around. "Seen any of our two sidekicks yet?"
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Gonna take 10 on Notice with Skill Mastery, for a total 25. He has no skills beyond his Jack-of-All-Trades, so gonna roll a knowledge with +2 from his Intelligence to see what he understands from what he spots: 8 Oh well! Tell me what I see and I'll get an IC out ASAP
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GM The blue powder made a crinkling sound when Agnes held it. Like whatever it was was rubbing against itself when she moved it. Crimson Cross was confused, that much was clear, despite her full face mask. "What are you saying? What is this? You... you're lying! You're trying to trick us! Trying to turn us away from our righteous fu-" "Shut up." Jonathan interrupted. He looked at the package, a hint of recognition in his eyes. "Is that it, Preacher? Is that the source of our power? Not our faith?" The Preacher was silent. His glare moved from Agnes, to the bag and back again. If looks could kill...
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"Nah, boss," Charlie didn't even look up from where he was fiddling with the music. "That's samples from your greatest hit back at the cave." Something suitable for old Callie? Probably something 90'es, then. Maybe something a bit on the darker side, that'd fit with her usual mood? "Help me out a bit here, Watchdog? If anyone here knows anything about music for older people, I figure its you or Raven." Sure, Judy knew Ashley's name, but still, he figured he could just as well stay used to the codenames before he slipped up.
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I like it.
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Nevermore II "Yeah, before my time. But its cool, old you did a bunch of stuff. Joined the Freedom League and everything." Charlie was moving, not really standing still while Callie spoke. Balancing on one hand for a brief second, he then switched into a flip to land on his feet, quickly crouching. No, he wasn't trying to show off at all. This was the Callie Summers, after all. Showing off would be weird, right? "Ha, tell me about it. I love my gadgets, tons of fun things they can do. Raven insisted I wear this thing. Keeps me safe, got a big cape like his, looks a lot like his old costume when he was Nevermore. I mean, its cool and all, but I didn't really get much choice in the design or anything."
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"You were not at fault, Micah." Pan's voice was calm, solemn. So unlike his usual self. "No matter what it feels like, it was not you. It was what she made her." He let his feet drop, planting them firmly on the ground. "Are you angry? Do you hate? Good." His voice was rising. Growing louder, more forceful. It was a slow, gradual process, it was building. "Be angry! Hate! Rage and scream and let it all out!" His voice was like thunder now, so much like Micah's. He didn't even seem to notice that Eira was there for a moment. "Do not be ashamed for how you feel! You have every right to feel the way you do! Scream at the heavens! Bring your lightning and thunder! Are you afraid of hurting someone? Then we go somewhere remote, somewhere far away where you will not hurt anyone!" He was grinning triumphantly by now.
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Nevermore II Nevermore dove forward, leaping past the small gap in the door that Arrow had left before taking her shot. One down, three to go on this floor, however many were left below. They needed to stop him before he caused any kind of alarm, or the whole part about beng sneaky was out of the window before it even began. He couldn't let that happen, could he? No, he really couldn't. A particular ravenrang already found its way to his fingers, while he rolled forward into a kneeling position to hide behind the railing. Couldn't let the other guy see him just yet. Then, he threw the ravenrang, watching as it sent a shock through his target's body, stunning him for the moment.
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GM The arrow flew straight at the target, the injector digging into the criminal's arm. He raised his arm, looked at it once... and then fell to the floor like a bag of potatoes. He was heavy, but the injection did its work, and he was unconscious by the time he hit the floor. Another guard took notice. "Huh?" The one to the North-East moved towards the fallen man, leaning down to check on him.
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Fort save: 3 He's unconscious. Notice 15 for the other two thugs to notice him falling: 20 11 Nevermore moves around Arrow and to hide behind the railing so the guy to the East can't see him, then throws a stun ravenrang: 23 That's a hit, Fort sav vs. DC18: 17, he's dazed. @KnightDisciple is up.
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GM Time passed quickly in space. Soon after, a little more than an hour after Alice had left Billy, her hands stopped burning. Despite the lack of any atmosphere or oxygen, they had kept burning, even in space. But now, the fire was gone. She felt amazing. Like she was full of energy. Stronger than she had ever been. Like the fire that had disappeared from her hands were now burning inside her. It was time to go and get ready. Billy should be waiting for Shooting Star.
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GM The mouse's petrified form fit neatly in Oz's pocket. It was a tiny little thing, rough to the touch. Solid, yet brittle, he would have to take care of it. The tracks led into one of the smaller screens, one that was showing the children's movie about the brave rooster. All was dark inside, except for the light from the screen where the rooster was currently jumping over a bull. But, perhaps they would need some strategy... or at least some way of finding Neil in the darkness.
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GM The door opened into a small classroom. 3 rows of 3 tables each stood in the room, with a kid behind each. The teacher's desk was in front of a large digital black board. The walls were lined with drawings, multiplication tables, the letters of the alphabet. The moment the door opened, the nine children in the classroom, and the twenty-something young man with brown hair dressed in a dress shirts and slacks looked up, quickly pushing his glasses up in front of his eyes. For a moment, they were all silent. Then they ran from the seats, practically swarming around Pol and Luke while they started shouting and yelling about the heroes being here and how awesome it all was.
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Spaceman "Dragon, half-way to dragon... don't worry, the kids'll love you." He stopped in front of the door and took a short breath. "Alright, we're here. We'll start off with a simply Q and A. The kids are gonna want to ask you some questions, and well, there'll probably be a lot of questions. We'll start off with your answers, then we'll see how it goes from there, alright?" He put this hand on the door and pushed it open. "Welcome to the Nicholson School, you two. Hope you survive the experience."
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So... their company is SAD?
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"That is new." Pan stared up at the cloud within the cloud that was not a cloud at all when it was pointed out. His voice was a mix of awe and excitement. A giant ship, flying in the air. "It kind of reminds me of home, in a way." The glowing cone of light that surrounded them were something else, though. Something that was not nearly exciting. He started to move, flying up, towards the ship... and then they were gone, before he managed to get more than a few feet. Pan came to a complete stop, never even leaning the others. He stared at the sky, the big metallic dome, and the parts of the city that were still with them, and he sighed. "Oh... What is the phrase? I do not think we are in California anymore, yes?"
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Pan seemed almost offended. "Me, sneak off campus? Commit a serious offense like that? Do something that I am not allowed to do?" His voice was rising slightly, becoming almost horrified. He held a hand up towards Leon as he spoke. And then the next second both he and Eira were just gone, like they had disappeared, a glimmer of golden dust left behind. And then they were back. "No, never." His grin was wider than ever, perhaps a bit more than it should be possible.
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"And how do you know that?" Pan called out, a hint of righteous fury to his voice. He had quickly followed Eira into the hallway, his feet never touching the ground. "Do you even know what we seek?" He disliked having another voice in his head. One was quite enough. He looked at the soldiers with some amusement, looking towards them. "Do you need some help? We are really not here to fight or do anything bad." He gestured towards Eira, and her full wings. "Do you recognize her? Angelik of Sweden, I am told. I believe she is somewhat known in these parts of the world? Something was taken from her, and we were told it was here. Do you perhaps know anything about it?"
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Rolling some diplomacy from Pan as he tries to smooth things out with the soldiers: 32
