Spacefurry

Okay, Inventor is a Know, Tech check to design based on point total of the device. I'm guessing a detector would be Super-Sense: Scent-based Awareness w/ an Uncommon descriptor and maybe Counters Concealment? Then a Craft check to build. I just wasn't sure what the DC would be?

Predator Jean stood staring at the results. By her estimates, the materials and process to create a duplicate like dr North would render this far too expensive for any large scale plan. Even a small scale operation would have cheaper options, she would think. But somebody had not only gone through the trouble to create it, but sent it to her. Again that begged the question: Why her? Jean picked up the bottle with gloved fingers. And was it an attack, or simply a show? A spectacle to show-off? A taunt? A challenge? She moved to her computer again. “Cynthia, list all the ingredients in the bottle sample. Run a search for companies selling each one. Identify costs and availability by both quantity and number of sellers. Also, note any that require special permissions or containment requirements.” “Yes, ma’am. Beginning search… Should I include international shipping under special permissions?” “Yes, excellent idea. Thank you, Cynthia.” “You are welcome, ma’am.” While her AI ran it’s search, Jean turned her attention back to the flesh samples. If the flesh required a stabilizer, then perhaps she could come up with something to detect the emissions created by the cellular entropy. Granted, it would have a very short range and wouldn’t be pin-point accurate, but it could prove a useful early warning. She nodded to herself and began to gather the needed parts as she continued to think of her next step. As she worked, Jean left a message with her league friend to fill her in.

Blackstaff Blackstaff glanced around when the sudden explosive pillar of flames drew his attention back the way they came. He vaguely noticed whatever had been binding Dreamer fade, but this was not the time to stop and test it. “Shit.” He grumbled and looked around again. He was about to just pick a direction when he heard the rabbit again. He ran. On the heels of the rabbit as they crossed the threshold of the door. He turned, using his foot to catch the door and shove it closed. He only spent a moment staring at the door before turning around to look for the dapper rabbit. “Even if you aren’t aware of it, it seems your magic is looking out for you.” He commented as his eyes tried to adjust to the interior.

Okay, from the top. Investigation: 13 Not a good start, let's reroll: 12+10=22 Throws up hands. It's gonna be one of those days. >< Knowledge, life science: 20 Knowledge, physical science: 10 Reroll that one: 21 Maybe another Medicine: 5... Dice Roller just really hates me... >< Maybe Knowledge, technology: 22 Maybe Craft, electronics for some way to detect someone else like the doctor? : 14 I'm just gonna stop there. >< Seems I either roll in the low single digits or 11-13 range lately.

Predator When the police and trucks arrived, Predator stayed with the prisoners and spoke with the authorities as Shooting Star assisted with gathering the stolen equipment and loading it up. Once she was done, she joined the other hero with Dr Fields. “I’m glad we exceeded your expectations, Dr Fields.” Predator said politely. When Shooting Star began to leave, only to pause and turn around Jean couldn’t help but chuckle to herself. The young hero’s costume certainly looked like it had taken the abuse she had put it through, Though she was surprised it hadn’t taken more from that reentry maneuver. Perhaps something in her powers had mitigated a portion of the damage, just not all of it. Jean considered this for a moment. She wondered if Star would agree to some tests but quickly dismissed the thought. Her lab was still too small and under equipped for those kinds of tests. “That’s an excellent idea.” Predator regarded Dr fields. “I can offer my services if needed.” She added, willing to help the up and comer if she could.

lol, of course.

Does Paper’s Penetrating 6 make a difference? This is the first time I’ve actually run into someone with Impervious.

Predator Jean had washed as best she could without an actual shower while she had waited to finally be connected to a liaison in the local office. For a moment she had wondered if it would have been faster to go over in person. That would have been pointlessly dramatic, she decided. “Alaska?” She acknowledged as she waited again for them to call him. Perhaps that had been why he was chosen? Less likely to have him run into himself or cause suspicion if the real doctor was somewhere remote and secluded. When Dr North proved to be unreachable, Jean would have to admit to being concerned as well. She attempted to sound reassuring to calm the liaison. “Please do, I hope he isn’t, but it would be better to be safe than sorry. If he is well, and wishes to lodge a complaint I will take full responsibility. Was anyone else with him?” After a moment's consideration she added. “If possible can you send me his last known coordinates? Just in case we need to act. Hopefully, he’ll be found in good health.” Jean did not think she would need to travel to Alaska, but anything could happen. The man that had entered her lab was unlikely to have traveled all the way from there, it had to have been the product of someone, or something local. She had heard rumors of someone being behind several bio-weapon attacks, including a recent one in the park that drew news coverage and involved several heroes. She thanked the liaison and asked to be informed of any updates on the matter. Getting the local authorities out to check on the doctor would take time. But, securing transportation for herself there and back would take even longer. Perhaps if she called on her friend Ashley, she could speed up the process… Jean shook her head. Ashley had her own responsibilities as the hero Patriot. She turned her attention back to her lab and the samples she was able to collect. Setting aside her current ‘to-do’ list, she started a new mental list. "Cynthia, begin full record keeping mode." "Yes, ma'am" While she waited to hear from the West office she started testing and analyzing the flesh and blood from the remains, as well as the remnants of the vial and its contents under the watchful eye of the lab's cameras and microphones.

Diplomacy check: 20

Predator Jean watched Dr North. His answers were no help, she thought. She saw the signs, but all she could do was raise an arm to shield her face. He wasn’t going to burst into flames, he was just going to- Bits of what was once a Dr North covered the inside of her containment shower as well as the floor in front of it. Her clothing, hair, hands and feet were equally covered. She stood there staring at the remains. “Hmm. Cynthia, cut off the shower.” “Yes, ma’am.” ‘Need to preserve the scene.’ Jean thought in a detached manner. Her mind was already compartmentalizing what had happened. She moved carefully, so as not to compound the contamination unneeded, pulling bits and pieces from herself and placing them into various sample dishes she absentmindedly thought she would probably need a new shower. She grabbed a pair of gloves and forceps, returned to the remains to pluck what was left of the vial and drop it into a sample container as well. ‘This is going to take a while to clean out of my fur.’ She thought. ‘Gods, I hope I don’t need to shave it again. Fantasy isn’t here to speed up its regrowth.’ When the medical team arrived she explained the situation to the confused responders and had security and a forensic team dispatched to contain the scene and report it. Until they arrived Jean complied with the medical team’s requests to examine her, but only half listened to them. She was replaying the events since the entity claiming to be Dr North arrived at her door. Given what she witnessed and the remains left behind, she felt confident ruling out traditional mechanical means of detonation. That left two options, bio-engineered and mystical. She couldn’t be 100% sure, but she felt confident also ruling out mystical. Nothing about what had happened gave the impression of it. That left bio-engineering. From the way he spoke, it seemed to Jean the entity was meant to be mistaken for Dr. North. A clone, obviously. But why Dr North? Was it something personal, or was he chosen at random? Why send it to her? She did not know the doctor personally, they had never met before. She hadn’t been able to talk to it much, so she could not verify if it had any of the doctor’s knowledge or memories. And why have it explode? Was it an attack, or merely a failing of the clone? The vial suggested the possibility of the former. And of course, who had sent it…? There were just too many unknown variables still. The next step was obvious though, she needed to contact WEST and, hopefully, the real Dr North.

Paper He couldn’t keep track of everyone, but Paper could hear the others as they engaged the villains. He hadn’t noticed the alien newcomer yet. But, a flash of something drew his attention in time to see Nightscale tumble mid air and crash into a nearby building. For a moment his muscles tensed and he had to resist running to his friend's aid. The dragon was even tougher than he looked. He’d be okay. Paper heard a woman’s voice, it was a little manic, but he needed to focus on the Big Horn in front of him. Beside him, Shadowborne seemed to struggle for a moment, almost the same tie Nightscale let out a roar of pain. He needed to deal with the big guy and fast… …the big guy that looked at him and then promptly turned away to charge Shift. Paper blinked in confusion for a moment. “Ah, hell to the no.” He twirled his staff. “You do not dust me off like that.” Sheets of paper swirled as he ran forward and swung. The paper swirled around the end of the staff forming into a massive mallet-like hammer.

melee attack: 22 Not sure if it hits, if it does that a toughness DC25

Fort save: 26

double post, ignore

Blackstaff Blackstaff huffed a little as he ran. It was chilly and, even as light as Dreamer was, he was carrying someone while running after a magical construct through back alleys to escape an unknown hostile creature in the middle of the night. So… not a completely unusual evening for the wizard P.I. he thought with ironic amusement. “I don’t suppose you know where you’re leading us?” He asked while chancing a backwards glance, oblivious of the young lady’s blush. “I know your… ‘companion’ is formidable, but I don’t know how long it can hold off that thing.” He added, still not sure how he should refer to the Carnifex.

Predator Predator watched her screens as a small blip that had started approaching their location suddenly stopped and turned away. She could only hope that whatever it had been, it would not become a problem later. She started towards those still standing, giving Shooting Star a nod. “Excellent work, quick and efficient. I would be happy to work alongside you again. You are a credit to the up and coming heroes of this world.” Predator glanced in the direction of the Ringleader and other unconscious man. “We should secure them as well.” Jean didn’t bother to mute the speaker as she addressed her computer. “Cynthia, contact the authorities and notify them of our location. Also open a line to Dr Fields.” “Yes, ma’am.” Shooting Star could hear a synthesized female voice answer. “Dr. Fields, we have secured the criminals and the missing equipment. Authorities have been notified. Please send a retrieval team for the collection and return to appropriate owners if needed.”

Predator Jean was watching the doctor now with scrutiny. She tossed the now empty makeshift sprayer aside. “Who am I speaking to?” She asked analytically. Without a full medical scan she would not jump to any conclusions as to the biological, or possibly non-biological, nature of the entity sitting under the running water of her lab’s shower. “Are you possessing Dr. North or are you a separate entity?” She wanted to try to get him, or whoever was controlling him, talking. And was this meant to be some kind of attack? Is this some kind of limitation of the control over the doctor? Or, a limitation of a construct impersonating him? Jean mentally shook herself, she needed to focus.

Paper Leon smirked and glanced back at Charlie. “Don’t hate the player. Not my fault I have girls throwing themselves at me.” He grinned and looked back out over the crowd. He was still grinning until he saw movement in the rafters. “What the-?” Even as Charlie asked, he spotted the movement in the crowd too. “Really?” He glanced back at Charlie, giving the other hero a look the could easily be interpreted as: ‘Did you know about this?’ He looked down at Neko, it was obvious she had spotted them as well. “Well then…, I don’t think they paid to get in and I doubt they’re here of an autograph.” Leon let go of his girlfriend, letting paper spread out into a jacket. With a swipe of his hand and a full mask formed over his face. “I’ll hit’em hi-.” He looked at Neko again and he saw the sparkle in her eyes as she watched the figures moving through the rafter. He grinned behind his mask, but she could easily hear it in his voice. “Don’t break your toys too quickly?” He teased as he started to move. “Guess I’ll hit’em low. Don’t take too long bird-boy” He grabbed a spare microphone as he slipped from backstage. Paper swarmed ahead of him, it formed a a waist high barrier much like the ones police use. It formed between the crowd and stage, then began to push out towards the crowd on its own as he walked out into the space it was forming. The mic cut on and Paper turned to the people gathered. “Gomen.” (“Sorry.”) He apologized to the crowd, standing before them in full mask and hood. “Shō wa owarimashita!” (“Show’s over.”) His Japanese wasn’t perfect yet, but he was a fast learner and Neko helped where he messed up. Not to mention she was real good at encouraging him.

Paper is trying to clear a space in front of the stage so when the fighting starts civilians shouldn’t be in harm’s way. also, this should give MG a chance to slip away and change if needed.

Chimera Chimera was filled with a rage she couldn’t pin down, but it was strong and fierce. The phantom of a man that seemed to be slowly trying to replace the gang member summoned more dead, with cannons this time. Perhaps if she was thinking straight she would have found that weird, but right now she only had one thing on her mind. She rushed Fernando, her hand snapping out to grab him. The man weighed nothing to her as she lifted him from his feet with one hand. “Give it back!” She heard herself yell before she slammed him down onto the pavement with a resounding thud.

Predator Predator stood a silent figure beside Fleur as they watched the vessel circle over the ruined parking lot. As it released the first drop pod and mecha she did not believe this would end without conflict. If the second pod didn’t cement the fact, then the figures that disembarked from the transport surely secured that impression. The fingers of her gauntlets were already retracting and the blasters were ready. At Fleur’s suggestion Predator moved opposite of the two younger heroes. The league hero gave her warning but the new arrivals show no interest in heeding them. One of the aliens standing with Dovox took to the air and fired on the Khan. The new space lord dodged effortlessly but it had been the catalyst for what would come next. Even as everything seemed to happen at once, Predator maintained her focus, watching it all with an analytical mind. Vegetation erupted into an arena around the battlefield - her flora control was well documented. The feline hero leapt upon the attackers with ferocity, laying down 3 off them - obviously possessed of considerable speed and strength. A second attack from the other Justicar glanced off Star Khan’s armor as Paradigm crossed the distance to deliver a blow to their leader - they were both well trained in combat. Would he be willing to supply a sample of the material his armor was made of? She missed what happened next herself as she dodged a shot from one of the aliens, but watching the recordings from her suit later she saw Kahn’s counter attack before he easily interposed himself to block an attack on La Puma. His speed and strength seemed on par with Paradigm as far as she could tell so far. She supposed it was time to focus on her own opponents. A quick glance at her side of the field and a subtle eye movement called up an overlay appeared on her screen.A plate on the wrist of her gauntlet snapped into place and a subtle hum began. Predator launched herself across the short distance between her and the lieutenant that had fired on her, closing it in a flash. She thrust her plated fist forward and the charge exploded outward in a cone of explosive force.

Okay, Damage 10 w/ Knockback 10 General Cone Area so Ref DC20 for everyone caught in it. Then Toughness DC25 or DC20 if the succeed.

Sure, I'll use an HP

Jean has the Inventor feat so I hope I'm not over stepping with that.

Predator Jean realized she needed to cool the man down before he literally cooked from the inside. Her mind raced, recalling the corners of her lab for anything that would help. She reached for that spark of genius she needed to save the man in her lab. The medical staff were still about, what, 40 to 45 seconds away. Suddenly her mind snapped pieces together and she was moving. “Cynthia, run the shower. Temp as low as it will go.” "Yes, ma'am." She picked up the doctor, chair and all if need be, and raced for the emergency shower set nearby. It was surrounded by frosted safety glass for privacy. The water was already running as she set him under it. The water’s temp slowly dropping as quickly as it could. But it wouldn’t be enough. Jean raced across the lab, grabbing several items. She assembled them as she moved, grabbing a small bottle of liquid coolant she used to help keep her armor running smoothly. Running back to the shower she snapped the bottle into the makeshift sprayer. She opened the valve a little at a time and carefully began coating the outside of the shower. She had to do it slowly and carefully or the glass could shatter. While the safety glass wasn’t the concern, direct exposure to the coolant could be dangerous. A possible hazard to herself that Jean was ignoring at the moment.