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Okay, Reg save first: 10 Sonova… Will save: 20 Alright, at least she kept her cookies down. Ranged attack: 12 well that’s a miss.
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Skill Mastery to take 10 for Stealth and Notice for 20 each
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Paper As Paper slipped over the rubble to peek into the armored vehicle the color of his hoodie changed colors to black with red trim. The occupants seemed to be alive, if not a little worse for wear. The sound of weapons fire was audible from outside as he noticed the side of the transport had been caved in. Something had slammed into it; it was probably what had driven it through the wall of the arena. Whatever happened outside was serious. It was easy enough for Paper to slide across the roof and slip between the armored vehicle and the wall. On the other side he crouched on the roof and looked around.
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Only have 1 HP left Toughness: 18 Toughness: 25
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Gather Info: 7 Star might actually have a better idea than Predator
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Wildchild is staggered and dazed so she can't resist the grapple. You got her. @Nerdzul go ahead and post IC
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Chimera Chimera cursed as the zombies swarmed them again. This time though, she recognized some of the faces. Just a short time ago, they had been alive and fighting for their lives. But, she couldn’t let her guard down. She heard something hit the water and she couldn’t see any sign of Max. It wasn’t hard to figure out where he’d gone. She cursed again. “You have got to be kidding me.” Chimera wanted to follow after the man but she couldn’t let these monsters go unchecked. Too many innocent civilians could get hurt. “Can’t let these things keep walking around.” She swings at one of the fresh zombies hoping to reduce their numbers.
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Initiative: 26
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Unfortunately, Chimera is not an AOE build. So she's gonna have to swing at another zombie: 13 Ugh...
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Blackstaff “Tormentor?” Blackstaff asked, not really expecting an answer. She stood up, not sure what was coming. “I’m afraid punching was never a strong suit. I’ll leave that to you.” From the waters erupted a monstrosity. It wasn’t anything she had ever seen before. Blackstaff called up her shield and focused her magic. Suddenly the creature opened its mouth and let out a wailing cry. Blackstaff barely covered her ears in time. Even still she felt the wail rattle through her. ‘That could have been bad.’ She thought as she reevaluated her options. “Disperdorius!” She yells as she makes a slashing motion with her hand, attempting to disrupt the creature's magical attack and scatter its magical energy. Unfortunately, in her hasty attempt to counter the thing’s attack her counter spell is cast wide.
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Ranged attack: 15 That's a miss
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Predator She snarled as she dodged the glowing fragment of pavement. Her suit was already recording and transmitting everything back to her lab back at the tower for later review. But Predator already had an idea of what she was up against. ‘Able to charge objects with explosive potential. Source of power, unknown. Limitation of charging capacity, unknown. Continuing observations. She added to the recording. Predator turned and lunged again. She twisted mid lunge, her thrusters ignited for a fraction of a moment. An armored boot sweeping out, aiming for the middle of Explodo’s back.
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Attempting another melee attack: 12 HP to reroll: 16 +10 = 26 Toughness DC25
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Ref save: 9… That is 3 nat 1’s in 5 rows for Blackstaff… HP to reroll: 9+10=19 You have to be shitting me…
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is it a magical effect?
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The old one/two. Diamondlight misses, but sets up Sea Devil for the hit. Toughness for her: 17 Dont know why I keep rolling so bad for her saves. >< So she is Staggered and Dazed, losing her next action. @Avenger Assembled solid hit, just IC when you can @Nerdzul Nightscale is up after that
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NPCs 17 Diamondlight 16 Sea Devil 12 Nightscale 6 @Supercape Diamondlight up
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GM The homeless woman’s head snapped around at the voices of the heroes. She hisses, razor sharp fangs glinting in the light from Diamondlight. “Bluff? I will scatter him across the city.” She sneers. Her attention shifts to Sea Devil, hunter recognizing hunter after the powerful blow the Deep One had given her not too long ago. She hisses again at the armored hero. She’s still holding him as she lets his feet touch the ground. “Weak? I am the survivor!” Detective Pascal was struggling to his feet, careful of his broken arm, while Detective Ramsey was calling to the man’s date to come over to them where it would be safe. The woman, for her part, pulled herself free of the bushes and gave the ‘vampire’ a look of contempt.
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Notice: 11… Really? Two nat 1s in a row here? HP to reroll Notice: 29 Figures. Initiative: 16
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Paper Despite his best attempts to feign only mild interest, Leon enjoyed himself as he slipped around the arena. He had to the girls credit, they weren’t pushovers. It was Bernadette that seemed to give him the most trouble. Most of the time it just came down to who spotted who first. At one point Vik actually managed to get the drop on him, but he dropped the Vector and dodge rolled. He came up and produced the pistol he had stashed behind his vest. The one he had made disappear back when they were picking weapons. “Close but not close enough.” He grinned, but before he could pull his own trigger the building shook and the sound of something crashing through the wall echoed around the arena. “Well now, that’s not something you see everyday. Hmm.” Leon commented in a tone calmer than one would think he would have after such an event. He let the pistol dip as he stared across the arena at the wreckage, then lifted the pistol again and shot Vik’s sensor vest. “Well, you heard Mr Big Boy Pants. Suit up.” He tossed the pistol aside to join the discarded submachine gun. Swiping his hand in front of his face produced the sound of rustling paper and simple white face mask with eye slits formed. He grab at the air in front of him, paper swarmed and staff formed next in his grasp. He snatched a few individual sheets from floating in the air and started running towards the armored vehicle.
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Chimera Chimera squared off with the sword wielding crook with confidence, dispute the uneasy feeling nagging at her. “If you don’t want trouble, then I suggest you put the sword down and back away.” She demanded as she assumed and fighting stance, fists up and ready. The crook was waving the weapon around wildly. ‘Thankfully it’s still sheathed… damn it.’ She thought, jinxing herself. Even as the as the sheath clatter to the pavement something within the symbiote lurched. Somewhere she registered the flames engulfing the thug, but it hardly mattered right then and there. She held back the bile that threatened to come up and bring the coffee and donuts she had snaked on at the station with it. She hadn’t felt anything like this since… Shit. She managed to pull her focus together. The tug was talking again, but it was different, it wasn’t him anymore. Spanish, that’s what it sounded like he was speaking, but not the urban Spanish of the streets. It sounded old and more formal. Damn it, she needed to learn Spanish if she was gonna keep working with police. Wait was that racist? Wait are those undead? Why is it always undead lately? Chimera made an effort and pulled her attention back to together as the dead pulled themselves out of the ground. She already knew her electricity was probably useless, so she opted for a frontal assault. The symbiote still itched and squirmed but her will focused it again and silver-gray (with a hint of gold) layered over her fists as he struck out at one of the armored undead. “Did I piss off a necromancer in a previous life?”
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Melee attack on zombie: 15
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Predator Predator nodded, already starting a new file for Kinarr Khan. She more questions, but before she ask any they were interrupted. She started to turn towards the man calling out to them when something skidded to a stop in front of her. The glowing lunchbox confused her sensors for a moment but Predator reacted quickly. Just not quick enough, as the incendiary went off it caught her mid-hopping away. The force of the explosion kicked her back and the armored figure tumbled several feet before coming back up in a three-point stance. The helmet tilted to look for the mother and daughter. She spotted the new Star Khan shielding them before going on the offensive. The visitor missed and she took the opportunity to move. Like her namesake, Predator took several quick steps and leapt at the orange clad man calling himself Explodo. Small, narrow thrusters on her armor easily carried her the distance to the attacker. Even as she lands, a metal gauntleted arm strikes out at the man. The blow catches Explodo what should have been squarely, but at the last moment he somehow roll with it and absorbed the impact without seeming to take any damage. An audible growl escaped the hidden speakers set with in the helmet. “You did this.” It wasn’t even a question of the circumstantial evidence, her instincts told her so.
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Leap 3 to close the distance, then punching. Melee attack: 23
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Paper Leon smirked behind his apple as Charlie went on about ‘being better’. “Illegally of course, that’s how all rich people get rich. Think a cape with this kinda cash is paying all their taxes? Pretty sure trying to declare a personal super-jet as a business expense would raise some red flags.” Leon pipes up between bites. “Killjoy.” He followed the group as Charlie was showing off the house. He wanted to be mad at how nonchalantly Charlie mentioned spending Raven’s money, but as thief he spent a lot of other people’s money himself. The only difference was Charlie didn’t get arrested for it. Leon gave a grin as Vik pulled Charlie aside for a private little talk. “Looks like you might have competition, Berni.” He teased.
