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Hammer Hardware Hoodlum Heist Once First Shot

Hammer lifted his head slightly so that he could get a better view of the other members of the Haymakers. Bourbon, feeling the movement, loosed his grip slightly on the headlock to ensure that Hammer didn't suffer any real damage from the awkward position. Okay, looks like everyone's in position. The crowd's eating up the show. Now all I have to do is reverse the hold and launch Bourbon towards the ropes. Hammer tapped Bourbon's arm, the signal that he was ready to break free. Again, the experienced wrestler shifted his position to give Kwame just enough room to break the hold in a spectacular fashion. The other members of the Haymakers, upon noting Hammer's changed position, shifted in anticipation of the show's closing display.

Hammer took a brief moment to look over at Chrome. The sight of the lite stick of dynamite filled him with concern. Dynamite?!? Who uses dynamite these days? Hammer ducked under a barrage of flying bullets even as he remember his talk with Sakurako. If we let that dynamite blow up in the bank, would we be held responsible? How are we supposed to disarm a stick of dynamite? Hammer called back to Chrome. "Don't let that dynamite go off in here! Try to put it out."

GM Plans were made for the dinner for later in the day at one of the steak houses found in the city center. The Ultimates were good to their word and managed to pony up just enough money to keep everyone happy with the meal. Contact information was exchanged and promises to meet again in the future. Overall, it truly was a a worthwhile Friendly Game of football. ~Fin~

Hammer is going ot attempt to grapple the gun the robot is using to fire at him. Hopefully, he'll be able to get it out of his hands. Grapple upon the gun held by the robber: 1d20+8 16 1d20+27 35

Hammer looked around the room, trying to get an idea on the positions of the bank robbers. Through the bullets plowing into his body, he knew of at least one. I had better put him down before he hits one of the hostages. Hammer moved in on the robot and attempted to grab the weapon away from him.

It's the only plan we've got. Distract the robots long enough for Warp to get the hostages out. Hammer watched as Chrome moved off towards the side door. It wasn't until the young hero had already turned the corner that he remembered a signal wasn't set. Well, he'll figure it out. Once bullets start flying everywhere, it shouldn't be a problem for him to realize it was time. Hammer took one more look at Warp. "Here goes nothing. Get those people out of there. Don't worry about anything else until that's finished. Chrome and I shouldn't have a problem holding them off till then." Hammer jogged to the front door of the bank and took one last deep breath. Here we go. Time to step into the ring, Hammer. Draw their attention just long enough for Warp to save the day. He raised his leg and kicked the door in. "Did anyone order some butt kicking?"

The Ultimates nodded their heads in unison at Dol-Durth's words. Zima added, "Yeah, we keep our promises. Besides, it was fun. It's nice to get out and have some fun with some real heroes from time to time. Thanks for putting this together, Hammer. We'll have to do it again sometime. Next time, we'll win!" Kwame gave a short chuckle. "You can keep dreaming, Zima. But, yeah, I'll have to do another one of these again." He turned to Dol-Durth and said, "Of course, Dol-Durth. I would have it no other way. It's hard to argue with someone like you." When Dol-Durth turned Jann, Kwame covered his mouth to keep the laughter from escaping. His eyes however conveied his sorrow at Jann for being asked for the interview. Kwame had gone through the same process before everyone had arrived to play. Miracle Girl's steady stream of questions and overall thrill of having played began doing it's magic upon Kwame. He smiled broadly at her ideas easily agreeing to look into those options once his schedule had opened up. "I expect I'll be pretty busy in the coming months. I still ahve to debut with the Ultimate Wrestling League, so gatherings like this will have to wait until after that gets started. But, yeah, I'll let you know. All of you." When the young hero mentions Sakurako, his eyes light up. "I know her. She helped me send out the invites for this get together. Let her know I said hello."

Yup. I remember her. Hammer ended up getting a lot of good advice from Sakurako in this thread.

Are there any templates of aliens for the galaxy? I'll trying to make up a space faring character and wanted to know if there were any alien templates to look at.

Last post I put up in the main thread was seeing if everyone was in agreement with the plan. Once we get agreement there, we can move one I think.

Kwame took a deep breath once he saw the match was over. It wouldn't be long before he would enter the ring and announce his joining of the UWL. The signal was given and Kwame took a step forward. "In the past that might have been true," Kwame began as he walked up the entrance ramp, microphone in hand, "but as of this moment, it ain't!" Lights quickly turned to focus on Kwame while his image was projected on the large video screen behind him. The Monarchy's theme music abruptly ended, sending the arena into deathly silence. The audience, turned to look at the newcomer, their mood balanced as if on the edge of a knife. Depending on his delivery, they could fall either way. "You see, there's a new crop joining the ranks of the UWL. We're young, hungry, and experienced. Just the right combination to take on the Monarchy and wrestle control of the UWL back to where it belongs!" With one hand, Kwame ripped off the hoodie finally exposing the green alternate version of his costume. The reactions from the crowd were a mixture of surprise and some recognition. "Hammer's come to play and I've brought some friends me." He pointed to his new teammates who stood and removed their own hoodies as Kwame called out their names. "Jesse 'The Spur' Cassidy! Sharon 'Vixen' Nelson! And Zayn Lee!" Kwame gave a slight nod, the signal to the others for their grand entrance. The manuever was a very difficult one. It called for all four leaping into the air and landing as a unit in the center of the ring. Both Jesse and Zayn were closest to the ring since they didn't have nay abilities to affect their movement. Sharon was the furthest from the ring; her ability to fly allowed her to cover the most distance quickly. Kwame leaped into the air just as he saw both Jesse and Zayn make their move. A large boom of sound exploded from the ring as all four wrestlers landed in the center of the ring. The crowd erupted in cheers as the four newcomers possed. Before the cheers lowered too much, Hammer spoke into the mic once more. "The Haymakers are here to knock you out!"

That sounds about right to me. Both Hammer and Chrome are distractions. Hammer takes the front door, Chrome comes in from the side while Warp gets the hostages out. Should work out unless there's something really dangerous inside.

Hammer Hardware Hoodlum Heist One First Shot A Friendly Game

Beeing Schooled Hammer February Vignette "Damn it, Hammer! You've got to do better than that if you plan on making here with the UWL!" Glacier said as helped Kwame to his feet. Kwame rubbed his back slightly, not in any real pain, but in humiliation. Few things had been able to hurt him since he gained powers that gave him exceptional strength and fortitude. Kwame’s muscles had become so strong and dense that very little could penetrate his skin. Kwame looked around at the other practice rings in the Palace of Practice, the main training facility of the UWL. Three of the nearby rings were also occupied with wrestlers practicing for their upcoming bouts. Sharon “Vixen”, one of the members of Kwame’s wrestling group, was practicing against The Dancer a mere two rings over. Zayn, another member of Kwame’s wrestling group, was working out with his younger brother, Aiden. They were trying to work on their combination work for their tag team bout. The last ring presently in use held The Big Cactus, a 7 foot wrestler with very long limbs, practicing with The Grappler. Kwame knew that even though The Grappler was a jobber, a wrestler whose role was to make the stars shine, he would have been unable to defeat The Big Cactus. The Big Cactus was famous before he came into the powers that allowed him stretch his limbs. He was known as a great submission style wrestler and his newfound powers worked great with his style. “Get your head back in the game, Hammer.” Glacier said as he smacked the hero upon his head. “I could be doing other things than trying to help you improve.” Kwame shook his head and focused on his own opponent. Glacier was one of the top stars in the Ultimate Wrestling League. He had been with the company for almost all of its existence. For some reason, the higher ups had paired the living legend as a mentor with Kwame. “Sorry about that, Austin. I’ll do better on the next attempt.” “You’d better. Now, let’s see that turnbuckle leap again. And this time, make sure I’m in position before you jump.” Kwame moved into position, standing upon the top ropes. He sized up Glacier’s location and was ready to leap with a booming voice filled the gym. “All right you clowns. Stop what you’re doing. I’ve got a few announcements for you.” Headly DeShaek, more commonly known as Orang-Utan, stepped into the gym. Orang-Utan, a former wrestler of some fame in the UWL, was now responsible from storylines to lengths of matches. When he spoke, everyone regardless of standing paid attention. “It seems that our promotional bouts at Millenium Mall last month drew the attention of some of the big wigs of the city. Seems like we have some visitors interested in shadowing a few of you for a couple of days. Hammer, as one of the greenies, I’m assigning you babysitting duties. Enjoy.” Kwame was surprised once DeShaek moved aside revealing the giant bee entering the room. "Izz thizz where I learn to wrezztle, DeZZhaek?" it asked as it looked over the various wrestlers present. "Yeah, Sonny. This is the place. You're working with Hammer for the next few days. That's him over there in ring three." Sonny flapped his wings and flew over to the ring to join Hammer and Glacier. "I am Zzonny. I look forward to learning how to wrezztle." Kwame nodded his own greeting. "Nice to meet you, Sonny." If DeShaek can call him Sonny then I'm pretty sure that'll work for me. "I'm Hammer. It'll be fun working with you." The next few days tested Kwame's limits of control. Not only did Sonny's strange way of speaking start to affect him, but just getting used to the giant bee's quick movements were bringing him down. "Come on Sonny. Stop zipping all over the ring. I told you before. You'll have to engage your opponent at some point." "But it izz eazzier to let you tire yourzzelf out than to confront you," Sonny said as he quickly zipped out of Kwame's reach again. "Yes, if this was a street fight, or even a boxing match that would be true. But in the world of wrestling, it's about giving the crowd a show they can enjoy. Avoiding contact is not entertaining." Kwame gestured at the other wrestlers in the gym. "See how they work with their opponents to build an effective performance? That's what we do here. We practice so that none of us gets hurt and we can give the audience the best show ever." "You help protect the zzity, yezz? I have watched you thezze pazzt few dayzz. If you plan on protecting the zzity, you need to improve your fighting zztyle. You're more than just a wrezztler now, Hammer. Time to learn how to become a zzuperhero." Kwame blinked at Sonny's words. He saw that the giant bee had some keen insights to his new lifestyle. Even as he contempted making a change, Sonny moved into position. He quickly jumped to the top of the corner turnbuckle and perfectly performed the drop kick that Kwame was working on when Sonny first arrived. The shock at the maneuver caused Kwame to lose his footing, knocking him to the ground. Sonny stood over him and extended his hand. "Don't underezztimate your opponent, Hammer. Alwayzz be vigilant." Kwame looked up at the giant bee. I can't believe I was schooled by a bee! He took the offered hand and stood up. "I'll be sure to do that."

Kwame nodded slowly as he looked at his new teammates. Everyone wore a team uniform that was similar to their individual costume. Kwame looked down at his own costume, frowning at the base green color. He preferred the black and red of his normal costume over the green version. DeShaek said it was to make it clear to everyone that the group was "green" to the world of Ultimate Wrestling. In some sense, Kwame agreed to the visual cue, but he didn't really care for the shade of green used. At least it isn't white. That I couldn't live it at all. He picked up his gray hoodie and quickly zipped it up. The others in the group did so just as well. It was almost as if the others had decided to follow Kwame's actions even on this matter. He was still surprised to find out that the others had decided he would be the leader of their small band. At first he had refused the position stating that Jesse "The Spur" had more experience than he did. But it was Jesse who pointed out that, "You're the one that made the headlines in the city, Kwame. The people are already talking about that diner incident and your winter football game. Might as well be you to take point." Kwame looked up at the clock and realized that they only had a few more minutes before they had to take their positions around the arena. "Okay people. You're sure you remember how we're going to do this, right? When I give the signal you act." Three sets of heads bobbed their understanding. Kwame saw a mixture of emotions flowing through their eyes; a sense of nervousness and the exhilaration of finally performing before the citizens of Freedom city. He knew the same mixture was mirrored in his own eyes. I just hope I don't mess this up! We've got a lot riding on this showcase. It'll determine our future in the organization. "Alright people. I'll you in the ring!" Kwame said as he joined in on a group hug. The others filed out of the room towards their positions, leaving Kwame to his own thoughts.

After receiving the information from Sakurako on the best place to get equipment strong enough for heroes as well as a good database for learning about the various heroes and villains of Freedom City, Kwame stood up. "Thanks for all your help today. I hope I didn't take up too much of your time. I'll be putting these new skills to use right away. Once I have time, I'll look into the Super Museum and the Historical Museum. It's been a while since I actually went to a museum, so it should be fun." He held out his hand to the young hero. "If you ever need some help, give me a call. I hope to see you again soon." With his goodbye given and armed with the information he was after, he turned and walked out of the tent.

GM The team of heroes broke their huddle and took their positions on the line of scrimmage. The wrestlers took up their own position as well. Zima looked at the slightly changed formation of the heroes and called out, "Looks like they think they can break through, Grappler! Let's show them that we're able to stop any push they make!" Hammer smiled inwardly at the challenge. It's time we show you what we can do once we decide to work together! Once Jan called for the ball, the heroes moved into action. Grappler moved for Hammer but Phalanx was there to block the massive wrestler. Even with his multiple arms, he was unable to get passed. Miracle Girl began her own sprint down the field. Dancer moved to intercept the younger hero. Just when she would have been within reach, Hammer appeared. He crossed between Dancer and Miracle Girl causing the wrestler to lose track of her intended prey. Throughout the hectic maneuvers upon the field, Jan kept his cool and watched as his teammates performed perfectly in unison. Once he saw Miracle Girl in the open, he launched the football into the air over Bastante's outstretched arms. The football soared through the air and landed perfectly into Miracle Girls's waiting hands. She crossed the goal line just as Dol-Druth signaled the end of the game. The score was Heroes 12 - Ultimates 10.

Hammer nodded his understanding. Those tears look very dangerous! I wonder if she can use them on people as well. "I have no ideas on how to use your abilities to spy on them so I guess that's all the info we'll have on the bank and it's contents. It would have been nice to know if there were more hostages hidden out of sight. Still, the plan is fairly good. Chrome, if you take the back door instead of the roof, Warp, can quickly get to the four hostages and get them out while the two of us distract the robots." Hammer took a moment to look at the others to see their reactions to the idea. "What do you guys think of that? think it will work?"

Hammer walks back to join the others. "It seems there is a back entrance that opens into the main lobby. Having someone ready to enter from there, might be a way into the building." He looked over at the bank as a plan began forming in his mind. "If we can draw their attention to us, then we should be able to save the hostages without them getting hurt. Warp, can you see through your rifts? I mean are you able to place a rift on an object, say a wall, and see what is on the other side? If you could do that, I think I have a possible plan." Hammer crouched down and began using the ground as a whiteboard. "Here's what I'm thinking. First, we get Chrome to the roof with you Warp. If you're able to make that opening, we can use it from above to see down into the bank and check the positions of the hostages and robbers. Then, once chrome is in a position to burst through the ceiling, you'll head to the back door. I'll approach from the front, drawing their attention and fire. At the sound of gun fire, Chrome you burst through the ceiling and take out the gunmen too far from the door for me to get. Warp, you come through the back door and work on getting the hostages out to safety." Hammer looked down at the makeshift diagram and smiled inwardly. Reminds me of the football game from last month. Seems that playing around is also a great way to work on superhero tactics.

How many floors does the bank have?

Hammer nodded his head at Phalanx's words. He turned to the others in the huddle. "Think you guys can hold up your end? We're counting on you two to put this game to bed. I'm looking forward to a steak dinner!" He looked over his shoulder at the Ultimates and smiled. Grappler returned the smile and pointed his fingers as if shooting the heroes down. Hammer turned back and placed his hand in the center of the huddle and waited for the others to join in. "It's time for some super action!"

No problems from me.

Hammer managed to keep his feet firmly planted on the ground when Warp returned behind him. He listened to Warp's answer to Chrome's question. "Ok. So you'll need some kind of distraction to do your thing, but there's a chance that more hostages are hidden in the back. Do we know what they want?" Hammer looked back and forth between the two heroes. "Perhaps, we can use diplomacy to get something done?" Hammer pointed down at the roadster. "Also, think you can disable this? If it's their getaway car, then making sure it doesn't move might be in our best interest. I'm going to talk to the cop for a second. Maybe he knows something about the bank." He turned and walked over to the police officer. "Excuse me, but we need your help. Any information you might have on the robbers, or of the bank itself would help us protect the hostages. Is there another way into the bank?"

Hammer blinked once Warp disappeared. I'll never get used to that. He watched the bank, hoping that warp's approach went undetected. When he saw Chrome move over to the roadster, he said, "Think this is theirs? Not like there's any other vehicles they could use to get away." Hammer walked slowly around the vehicle, examining the relic. "It kind of fits their style of clothing, don't you think. Hey, Chrome, do you know anything about robot bank robbers? I mean, could they be regulars here in Freedom?"