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Paper could hear people moving hurriedly as he crept along the hall and using his phone to peek around corners. He hoped his experience with police stations would help him locate the holding cells. He was sure there would be at least one person guarding them, but he'd cross that bridge when he got to it. He felt the ground shake and hesitated for a moment. "Sounds like the party's started outside." He thought with a soft chuckle to himself, almost wishing he was out there with the girls. But he had his part of the job to do, and he was a professional. Paper continued to work his way deeper into the building.

Do you want any rolls? Stealth, Search, or anything?

Leon chewed on his burger in silence. Luke had told him Charlie had asked for him to come, but he wasn't sure what the older boy wanted. Leon's suspicious nature was rearing its head. He had been watching Charlie ever since he'd arrived and hadn't said much to him either. Actually, outside of passing him in the halls and few shared classes, Leon tended to avoid him. He couldn't even say why. Now that stopped Leon as he was about to take another bite. He glanced over at Muirne as she choked on her food for a moment before clearing her throat... literally. He hadn't been worried about her, if she'd really been in danger Luke would respond before anyone else could think to. Leon didn't like Cassanova from day one. And while he hadn't gone out of his way to cross the annoying little snot, he had tried to mess with him behind the scenes. A report mysteriously turning up blank after being turned in, credit card info being leaked, his tires being jacked while off campus, or other little things he could call on favors from his old life for. But nothing that couldn't be easily (though time wasting) to fix and couldn't be directly linked back to him or his friends. Leon smirked to himself and set his burger down. "I don't know, I'm not usually a 'team' person. Running with one or two friends or family is one thing, but an honest-to goodness team?" Leon shook his head. "Don't get me wrong, I don't the little worm any more then any one else here." He paused and regarded Muirne, then looked back at Charlie. "Though I'm sure there are those that 'dislike' him more then others." Leon picked up a couple fries and ate them. "That said, what's the pitch?"

Predator Power Level: 10 (150/150PP) Unspent Power Points: 0 Trade-Offs: None In Brief: Dimensional castaway that found a battlesuit before landing in Freedom City Catchphrase: *** Theme: *** Alternate Identity: Jean Downer (Public/Secret) Birthplace: Nexus City, Alternate Earth Residence: *** Base of Operations: *** Occupation: *** Affiliations: *** Family: *** Description: Age: 27 (DoB: 13/08/1993) Apparent Age: 20’s Gender: Female Ethnicity: Caucasian Height: 1.67m (5’6”) Weight: 50.5k (111.5lbs.) Eyes: Dark Blue Hair: Dirty Blonde Description: *** History: *** Personality & Motivation: *** Power Descriptions: *** Complications: Stranger in a not-so-strange land: The Earth Jean came from had enough similarities for her to make sense of things, but enough differences to make many social interactions potentially awkward. From minor differences like the names of companies and products might be different. To moderate differences like the race/species of a person being different then she knew back home. To major differences like the details of historical events being different. Power Level: 10 Tradeoffs: None Power Points: 150/150 Unspent Power Points: 0 ABILITIES 0 + 4 + 2 + 14 + 6 + 4 = 30PP Strength: 10/18 (+0/+4) Dexterity: 14/18 (+2/+4) Constitution: 12 (+1) Intelligence: 24 (+7) Wisdom: 16 (+3) Charisma: 14 (+2) COMBAT 12 + 12 = 24PP Initiative: +2 (+2 Dex) Attack: +10 (+6 Base, +4 Accurate) Defense: +10 (+6 Base, +4 Dodge Focus), +3 Flat-Footed Grapple: +6/+10 (+6 Melee Attack, +0/+4 Strength) Knockback Resistance: 0/-2 SAVING THROWS 9 + 8 + 7 = 24PP Toughness: +10 (+1 Con, +9 Protection, Impervious 7) Fortitude: +10 (+1 Con, +9) Reflex: +10 (+2 Dex, +8) Will: +10 (+3 Wis, +7) SKILLS 20R = 5PP Computers [Int] 3 (+10) Craft, Electronic [Int] 3 (+10) Craft, Mechanical [Int] 3 (+10) Disable Device [Int] 3 (+10) Knowledge, Technology [Int] 3 (+10) Notice [Wis] 5 (+8) FEATS 7PP Dodge Focus 4 Luck 3 POWERS 60PP Battlesuit 15 ([31+40+4] DP Device; Hard to Lose) [60PP] (Descriptors: Technology, Trans-dimensional) Combat Array (30PP Array; Feats: Alternate Power 1) [31DP] Base Power: [30PP] Blast 10 (Range: 100’ increments, 1000’ max; Feat: Accurate 2, Precise; Extra: Penetrating 7) [30PP] Alternate Power: [20PP] Damage 10 (Hidden Blades; Feat: Accurate 2, Precise; Extra: Penetrating 7) [20PP] (slashing, piercing) Physical Container [40DP] Enhanced Dexterity 4 (Enhanced Dexterity 4, Extra: Linked) [4PP] Enhanced Strength 10 (Enhanced Strength 10, Extra: Linked) [10PP] Immunity 9 (Life-support) [9PP] Protection 9 (Extra: Impervious 7) [16PP] Enhanced Feat (Quick Change) [1PP] Sensor Suite (4PP Container; Feats: Alternate Power 0) [4PP] Sensor Array (3PP Array, Extra: Alternate Power 1) [4PP] Base Power: Super-Sense 3 (Radar) [3PP] Alternate Power: Super-Sense 2 (Darkvision) [2PP] ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC0 Toughness (Staged) Damage (Physical) Abilities (30) + Combat (24) + Saving Throws (24) + Skills (5) + Feats (7) + Powers (60) - Drawbacks (0) = 150/150 Power Points

Lucky roll there, let's see how he does. Creepshow Toughness save: 17 Wow he's rolling bad. ? I'd say he takes that one square in the chest @Kaede KimuraShooting Star is up Creepshow Bruised, Staggered, Dazed Outrider Unhurt 2HP Shooting Star Unhurt 2HP Nightscale Unhurt 3HP Chimera Unhurt 2HP Subject A Unhurt Subject B Bruised Subject C Bruised Brute Unhurt

Reflex save: 11 HP to reroll: 28 with Evasion 2

@Lone_StarOutrider is up Creepshow Bruised Outrider Unhurt 2HP Shooting Star Unhurt 2HP Nightscale Unhurt 3HP Chimera Unhurt 2HP Subject A Unhurt Subject B Bruised Subject C Bruised Brute Unhurt

GM Subject A The wild-looking woman struggled against Chimera as the hero grabbed her, wrapping her arms around the poor subject. At first it seemed like Chimera had a solid hold, but Subject A proved more unmanageable than anticipated as she managed to squirm free of the hero’s grasp only to turn around and try to bite her. Revealing a mouth with not one, but multiple rows of teeth, the wild-looking woman latches on to Chimera’s shoulder, drawing rivels of blood. Luckily Chimera is able to struggle free before any real damage is done. Subject B Dazed by Nightscale’s flames the bald man stands covered in flames. But even as he starts to shake off the effects of the attack the flames don’t fade. In fact, they seem to grow a little more intense even as he moans louder. Subject C Also dazed by Nightscale’s attack, the faceless figure flailed uselessly. Several pieces of equipment being knocked to the floor as she shakes off the effects. Brute Brute shrugged off the rubble as he slowly rose to his full height, water and gravel running off him as he does. The light from above outlining a kind of circle of light on the ankle-deep water. Brute turns a blank stare on Shooting Star, his face in menacing highlights. He clenches his fist and swings sluggishly at the heroine striking her solidly, but Shooting Star manages to tank the blow. Creepshow Outrider’s hammer flew true, but Creepshow managed to sidestep it. Just not far enough as the hammer clipped his shoulder. This caused him to stumble under the impact, forcing him to steady himself on the table as he shakes off the daze of her attack. “How dare you.” He growled from behind the mask.

RETURNING STUDENT Name: Leon Moore Code Name: Paper Year: Junior Pronouns: Him/He Current Intramural Team: Violet Current Roommate: Luke Landers (Nighgtscale) Reflection: Last year showed him that while he can still find his way into trouble, there's something satisfying in playing the hero. He just misses his family. Independent Thinker: Leon had originally thought he'd b.s. his way through school and just return to his brother and sister afterwards, returning to his criminal ways... but now... he's not so sure. The thought of losing his adopted family scares him more then anything, but more and more he finds himself looking at conflicting futures. Hard decisions await him in the not-so-distant future.

Subject A grapple check: 15 Subject A lost by more then 5 so is grappled by Chimera and is Bound Subject A attempts to escape grapple: 27 Chimera attempts to maintain grapple: 27 Subject A escapes the grapple Subject A attempts to bite Chimera Melee attack: 18 Chimera Fort save vs 18: 19 Subject B shakes off daze Subject C shakes off daze Brute goes after Shooting Star sluggishly @Kaede Kimura Melee attack: 20 Toughness save vs 24 Creepshow shakes off daze

Chimera Chimera tensed as the captives were released, their appearances made her want to recoil but she stood her ground. She was so focused on the three of them she only caught Outrider’s toss from the coner of her eye. Then the sound of the concrete breaking drew her attention in time to see Shooting Star and Brute disappear into a hole now in the floor. “What the…?” Nightscale’s flaming breath drowned out Chimera’s exclamation as his fire enveloped the trio. She flinched away from the heat but as it cleared, she could see only two of the subjects seemed to have suffered from it. Moving with incredible speed Chimera rushed the wild looking woman attempting to grab hold of her.

Chimera Melee attack on Subject A: 25 Grapple check: 31

Leon rolled his eyes as Wilona made her show of flying the short distance to rejoin the group. "I wonder if the age they listed is a typo." He thought. "Does this school have junior high classes?" He sighed as he casually walked towards the others. He hear his roommate talking to the group but wasn't paying attention to what he was saying until he began to transform. Leon smirked. "Trying to show off." He teased Luke as he got closer. "Careful or I might tell someone you were trying to impress the new girl." He smirked and thumbed over at Angela. "Well then." Leon grinned and chuckled. "I guess now's as good as time as any to try a little stunt I've been working on." The papers from the clipboard fluttered and pulled themselves free as the light jacket Leon had been wearing falls apart into sheets of paper. The pages swirled around him as more paper joins it from somewhere. Then, with a sudden flourish, from the swirling papers form into large, real-looking, white feathery wings attached to the back of Leon's t-shirt. He plucks the last few stray sheets from the air. "After you roomie."

Even as Freestyle wriggled in her grasp, Chimera maintained a firm grip on her front of the villain's costume. With no effort the heroine lifted Freestyle up off her feet stepped forward and slammed the thief down onto the desk. She wasn't trying to hurt hurt the woman, just knock the wind out of her. "Where's the thumb drive?" Chimera demanded from behind her half-mask, her brows furrowed and eyes hard with anger.

Leon gave Chitin a questionable look as she started yelling 'Be cute' to thin air. When the teen transformed back and took off towards the mecha at a dead sprint Leon just shrugged. Leon grinned mischievously at Joseph. "I'm not sure about around here, but where I come from I've heard stories of vast hidden jungles in the far south. Said to be inhabited by strange and ancient creatures. They're said to be a real savage lands."

‘Because, of course…’ Was about all Leon had time to think before he reacted instinctively. The dodged backwards in a roll, creating a barrier of paper as he recovered. As the red mist pulled itself back in to reform into Holly the barrier fell apart, the paper flowing into his hands. “Why do I have so many problems with red-heads?” he grumbled under his breath. Reaching out around him he took control of every napkin, every receipt, every scrap of paper her could sense; and with a gesture of both hands the paper all raced towards Holly in an attempt to ensnare and encase her in a cocoon of paper.

Going to try to Snare her in a paper cocoon. Ranged attack: 17 If it hits Reflex DC 18

You can get all 3 subjects, but Creepshow is too far away from them. Subject A : Ref 13 , Toughness 28 Subject B : Ref 10 , Toughness 11* Subject C : Ref 11 , Toughness 14 Nightscale's flames engulf the three subjects easily. And while the wild looking women seems to shrug them off, the face-less figure feels the full effects of them. The man though seems to be fully on fire now as he continues to moan. @Nerdzuljust need an IC Creepshow Bruised & Dazed Outrider Unhurt 2HP Shooting Star Unhurt 2HP Nightscale Unhurt 3HP Chimera Unhurt 2HP Subject A Unhurt Subject B Bruised & Dazed Subject C Bruised & Dazed Brute Unhurt

49 Grapple? Nice. I know he can't been it so lets see how well he struggles. ? Opposed Grapple: 43 Shooting Star successfully grapples Brute. The floor crumbling under her gravitational force, pulling herself and Brute down through the floor and out of sight of the others. Was going to call for Toughness saves for going through the floor, but I think the Impervious you both have is more then enough to protect you. But, you are now slightly wet from the splash landing and the only light is from the hole bout 20' above you. @NerdzulNightscale is up as soon as @Kaede Kimuraposts IC. Creepshow Bruised & Dazed Outrider Unhurt 2HP Shooting Star Unhurt 2HP Nightscale Unhurt 3HP Chimera Unhurt 2HP Subject A Unhurt Subject B Unhurt Subject C Unhurt Brute Unhurt

Ref save vs 17: 23 Tough save vs 19: 13 Not a direct strike, but it clipped him as he dodged. Unlucky for him. @Kaede KimuraShooting Star is up Creepshow Bruised & Dazed Outrider Unhurt 2HP Shooting Star Unhurt 2HP Nightscale Unhurt 3HP Chimera Unhurt 2HP Subject A Unhurt Subject B Unhurt Subject C Unhurt Brute Unhurt

Leon chuckled as Naomi vanished, but he turned his attention to Wilona. He gave her a neutral look as she put on her little show. He had classmates that turned to metal, harnessed lightning and manipulated time. Not to mention his roommate, who turned into a literal fire-breathing dragon. He wasn’t impressed. But Leon knew the act, the bravado and the threats. The attitude of the streets. He’d lived it not that long ago, and more then once had seriously considered returning to it. But that was future Leon’s decision. For now, he had to deal with yet another red head. ‘Maybe I should add that to my list of superpowers: control paper, detect pork, and deal with red-heads.’ He thought with a smirk Naomi seemed to reign her friend in. “Well then, since you know the way already, maybe I should send you back to join the others yourself.” He told Wilona coolly then glanced at Naomi and smiled mischievously. “Then maybe I can offer your little friend a private tour. After all, she seems much more pleasant to be around.” Leon could read the two like a book. He knew neither of them would like that idea, but he gave them a moment before he looked back at Wilona. “Or…, you can play nice. We knock out the tour and get you two to your room. Then I can go do my thing and you can… do whatever it is you do. Bam, we’re outta each other’s hair.” He offers with a more sincere smile. “So, my name is Leon. My roommate Luke is with the other newbs.” He introduces himself as he gestures back in the direction of Luke and the others, not realizing his roommate was already heading towards them. “You know, I spent a lot of time on the streets myself.” He adds as he motions for them to walk with him.

Creepshow (GM) The man behind the operating table draws himself up, spreading his hands wide. Under her touch, Shooting Star can feel Brute go rigid and tense. At the same moment the hissing wild woman stills and drops the remains she had been squeezing, the desperate man quiets his desperate cries and his arm drops to his side, and the faceless one stands up straighter. The three ‘patients’ and Brute all seeming to fall under some kind of control as those with faces have their expressions drain to nothing. “Now, do be dears and see our new guests to their new homes.” He croons venomously. The subjects all turn their attention to group and Brute’s empty gazes falls on Shooting Star beside him as his fists clench.

GM Brute looks between his new ‘friends’ as they attempt to keep him from his master’s sway. Looking back up at the masked man Brute sounds fearful as he speaks, but hesitates. “Ma-MaSTer, pLEaSe…” The man stood, seemingly unmoved by the words and threats of the young heroes. There was a long moment of silence from him before he seemed to react. His body jerked once… then again… then a laugh, high and trill, escaped from behind the blank mask. “Such liveliness. The youth are a precious resource.” The laughter passes, but everyone can hear the amusement in his voice as the eye slits focus on Chimera for a moment. “Creepshow?” He chuckles. “I dare say that is the first time I have been offered that particular moniker.” The masked face sweeps over the gathered group again and he gives a weary sigh. “Well then, since you claim no medical maledictions. Perhaps you’d like to meet some of my current patients. Don’t worry, visiting hours are open late.” A sweep of his hand towards the collection of cells is punctuated by the echo of a breaker being disengaged, the high-pitched whine of gas valves being closed and locks opening. A large cat like creature can be seen hopping off a counsel and disappearing behind medical equipment. The sounds of moans and rustling begin to grow and stir. From the direction of the cells, the moans change. One growing higher becoming a feral cry and another dropping into a fearful cry of despair and pain. A young woman leaps on top of the cage that a moment ago held her. Her eyes wild and frantic. Red stains are smeared over her from the lower half of her face down her neck and covering her medical gown. More staining covers her from the fore arms down to the tips of wicked looking claws that should belong on human hands. In one hand hangs the remains of a large rodent. Behind her a bald young man shambles into view, still hugging himself and shivering as steam rolls off him. W a look of terror and desperate hope fills his eyes as he sees the young heroes. His pale freezing skin filling with color as he reaches out towards them. A third figure stumbles over a rolling tray, knocking it aside as it reaches out blindly. Pulling itself up using a counter for support the group can see its face, or rather, a solid skin canvas even blanker then the Master’s mask where its face should be. The wild woman regards the gathered do-gooders and turns her attention to the masked man and sneers a hateful hiss. A mouth of wicked teeth that are clear companions to her claws.

Chimera Chimera was the last through the double metal doors coming up short beside Outrider. Her head turned quickly as she took everything in, then settled on the figure standing on the central platform. When he spoke, she felt a chill run down her back. But it was the man’s callous demeanor, and disregard for others that just pushed her buttons. The air growing charged with tension as angers began to flare, her own joining her comrades’ as they each set their feet to stand against his monster. “You’re a monster.” She called back. “I don’t care who you think you are. We aren’t going to let you get away with this, you, you…” Chimera tried t find the right word, but gave up and called him the first thing that came to her. “You, Creep… show…” Internally she facepalmed. “Wow, that was lame.” She thought to herself as she raised her hands, ready to fight.

Of course it couldn't be that easy. ?