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Notice check +13 visiual (13:27:24) FreedomBot: MBCE rolls 1d20 and gets 8. For a 22 Listening notice check +13 (13:27:33) FreedomBot: MBCE rolls 1d20 and gets 5. for an 18.

Witht he man out cold, Ghost drags his body back to the main room. 'He better stay there.' Ghost head back down the stairs looking for any more skeletons that might have popped up. "So, did you take care of the bones down here? Find anything interesting while I was dealing with our friend?"

Going with a knockout attempt on this guy. Toughness DC 21

Ghost moved slightly away from teh man so that he could face him clearly. "Not at all. You're a job. That's all I needed to know. So why don't you take a nap or something?" 'I don't need to be talking to this guy. Knock him out and then I can get back to work. the sooner we find this thing, the sooner I'm free.' Ghost exerted his powers over the man and a small section of the elevator fell upon Kapetelis' head.

It's everyone. Simply use the roller in chat but cut and paste the complete line including the time of the roll.

It's time I stop fooling myself. I've lost the will to finish this thread. However, I will summarize the ending to cleaning it up so that there are no real lose ends. Sorry for keeping everyone that was in the thread hanging on. :(

Ghost's eyes widen. 'That's what I get for not making sure those things were picked up. I don't think I can take another shot from that gun.' "I don't think you want to be point that thing at me. The elevator is busted and my companion is only a short distance away." Ghost smiled at the man and moved quickly to disarm him of the weapon. He grabbed Kapetelis' wrist with hisright hand and twisted into the man so that the gun was pointing at the empty corridor. From his new position, Ghost attempted to wrestle the gun out of his hand using his left hand.

Trying to Disarm him, Attack roll +2 (10:27:06) FreedomBot: MBCE rolls 1d20 and gets 20. Wow a critical. Strength opposed roll +0 (10:28:54) FreedomBot: MBCE rolls 1d20 and gets 8.

Thanks for the well wishes! It was a quiet one this year, but still a great day. We'll see if things pick up this weekend though. :D

Ghost frowned at the sight. 'Turn your back and they all think they can run! When will they learn.' Ghost moved silently up to a point behind Kapetelis. He reached out his hand and placed it firmly upon the man's shoulder. "Are you trying to run away? I really hope you're not. I would hate to send you down to feed the demon. I'm sure he wasn't very impressed by the boney surprise you left down those stairs." Ghost turned Kapetelis around and gave him his wickedest smile. 'I'm really going to have to work on this image problem. Working with Belphegor is goign to change my image.'

Sammy fought that touch for as long as he could, keeping it from shaping him into something different. He fought with all the mental resolve that he could muster but it wasn't his strong point. He was a thief that was good at breaking into places. Protecting his mind was one area he had no skill or training in. It was a losing battle for the skillful thief. "Good. I can feel you weakening. Even as we speak, you're becoming more and more of what we need you to be, Ghost. Soon, there will be no Ghost left. There will be no Sammy either. There will only be us." Sammy knew that the words were true. He couldn't hold out against such strength forever, but perhaps Lady Fortune would watch over him just one last time. "There's...no need... to be so...blunt. I'll...change. Just....stop the....pain." "We knew you'd come around soon, Ghost. This is for the better. Coming to us of your own free will just makes things so much smoother." The fingers moved away from Sammy's head, finally giving the man a reprise from the pain. He took large gulps of air though a part of him knew there was no air to be taken in. He was trapped in his own body and there was no way out.

The claws hit Ghost squarely and he felt it going towards his protections, but just at the last minute, he slipped on the stairs, dropping him below the claws, helping him avoid damage. 'Not pretty, but effective! Thank you Lady Fortune.' Ghost scrammbled up the stairs as Belphegor took his place. "Sure, I'll keep an eye on our friend. He should be a lot easier to handle than the walking dead!" Ghost kept moving up the stairs until he reached the main room.

5 I'll be using that VP now. 6 But as a VP makes it just 16. Saved. What are the chances of rolling a 1 followed by a 2?

"Then perhaps you'd like to step to the front, my friend." Ghost again exerted his powers upon the skeletons. Again one swung just a little too wide and hit its companion a very solid blow. Even as he saw the blow land, he moved back behind the demon letting him take the lead.

Just trying to be helpful. DC 21 Toughness save.

Wasn't sure of the toughness save, which could make a difference. Ghost's blast has a DC 21 Toughness save. If the stats are the same in the book, There's a chance of making the roll. Toughness save: 12 He's dust.

"Easy for you to say! You get to throw balls of fire at them and they just turn to dust. I don't work that way!" The small confines of the stairway and the room had kept the horde from attacking him completely. One of the skeletons had reached out at Ghost but luck was on his side. The clawed hand kept going until it smashed into the next skeleton. The blow was well placed, causing more damage than the attack normally would. Ghost moved back up the stairs, in an attempt to gain some space between himself and the animated bones.

Wow! A fountain, in the middle of the driveway! I can't believe that this guy has that much money. But that is the strangest fountain I've ever seen. Belphegor is going to take the lead in getting us inside. Normally I would simply walk through the walls and be halfway to the prize, but this place is warded. I hope the guard doesn't freak out when he sees me here. I'm pretty sure that camera didn't pick me up. I seem to have the ability to avoid detection by machines, a very useful trait in my line of profession, but I can't do anything against the naked eye. I have to take a piss? Is that he best he can come up with to get us inside? Now I have to dance about to look like he's telling the truth. I wish Belphegor would have told me what he was planning ahead of time. First the can't speak English bit and now this!

The Ghost had faced quite a few interesting opponents when he came to Freedom city. Heck, he was working with a demon! Seeing walking skeletons, creatures out of video games and bad horror movies was just too much for hte already fatigued and wounded thief. His body just would not react quick enough to get the drop on the undead. 'Skeletons?! You've got to be kidding me. Damn they move fast!'

Better than ghost's 3 Bruises and fatigued condition! Ghost: 1 This is going to hurt. They're machines, right? :roll:

Well heading on down. Ghost doesn't really doesn't have a light source himself. So this is going to be interesting. ;)

The Ghost squinted as he saw the sawying figures. 'Are those more skeletons? Can't make out any wires so these are most likely the real deal.' Ghost looked back over his shoulder and called softly to Belphegor. "More skeleton down herr I think. These however are not connected to wires but I can't be sure. It's pretty dark down here. Without a light source, I'm not going to be very effective down here." Ghost turned back to look at the skeletons. "Sometimes, you just have to spring a trap." Ghost proceeded down the stairs until he was finally in the room, he kept his eyes on the swaying figures.

Disable Device check 25 That should be enough to bypass it.

"I see dead people," Ghost said in his best Haley Joel Osment voice. "Actually, it's a trip wire here. Connected to some human skeletons. Not sure why that would be here but it looks to be trying to scare off anyone moving down here." Ghost thought for a moment about the trap, fearing that there was some other mysterious part to it. 'I had better disarm this before moving forward. Those bones could animate at some time and I would hate for them to around behind us.' Again, Ghost took out his tools and began working on the trip wire, trying to disarm it so that Belphegor could descend without fear of setting off the trap. The demon could most likely simply fly passed the wire, but it was always better to play it safe in Ghost's line of work. 'If I cut the wire here, I can keep the tension and tie it to the base out of the way. That should get us by with no problems.'

Ghost shock his head at Belphegor's brute tactics again. "One of these days, I'll have to point out how to do things a lot more subtle. There's no need to destroy everything in our path. Who knows what valuable items will be damaged that way." With the way opened, Ghost moved up to the edge and looked down the stairs. Not sure what to expect but willing to avoid any surprises, Ghost took the lead. "I'll go first. Perhaps I can spot any surprises that may be in store for us." Here, Ghost was in his world. He stepped lightly while keeping his eyes open for any possible pressure plates or trip wires. It was if he had truely become his namesake.