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Atlas burst into a genuine laugh. "You may be ze only one in ze city rich enough to find out!" His thoughts about Fulcrum for the time being forgotten. She was in good hands after all. He would pay her a visit in the coming days but for now, it was time for celebration. Atlas lead the way out of the arena, hi-five-ing the crowd the whole way back to the locker room.

Frosty Toughness save, DC 32 (1d20+14=33)

Frosty Toughness save, DC 37 (1d20+15=32)

Jester would probably notice, just not care as much as one might suspect. Being a Jester is a reputable occupation back then remember. And if Atlas's edits ever get done, he'll have Morph.

Yes please. Not sure if I should go Jester or Atlas for this thread though. Any opinions one way or another?

Clarification: Burn's fireball was 500ft in diameter, there are multiple warehouses on fire, 5 total. The nearest warehouse being 250ft from the heroes' current locations.

Before the couple leaves, Atlas extends his hand to the two of them. "You put on a hell of a show out zere. I hope ve get ze chance to vork togezer some time. I have a feeling I can only see vhat ze two of you can do in a less... restricted... environment." he adds with a sly grin.

GM ONLY POST Force was caught completely off guard by Jacks rather odd tactics, and the pair of them went tumbling to the ground. Force's energy aura flared for a moment as she landed on the ground cushioning her impact. "So you like it rough huh?" says Force as she looks up at Jack. "I can work with that." Burn weathers Mongrel Angel's assault, though only just. "Okay, enough of this!" roars burn as he gathers a large swirling ball of fire high above his head. However, he doesn't use it on the heroes, and instead blasts the warehouses on the east side of the complex, which are suddenly engulfed in a raging inferno. "Your choice heroes, the buildings or us."

40 - Dash - Unharmed 24 - Jester - Unharmed, HP x4 20 - Breakdown - Bruise x1, HP x4 17 - Strong Man - Staggered, Stunned 16 - Mongrel Angel - Unharmed, HP x3 15 - Jack of all Blades - Unharmed, HP x2 12 - Burn - Bruised x2 6 - Thad Minker - Unharmed, HP x4 2 - Force - Unharmed Force has a degree of Impervious, so she takes no damage from the fall. Not going to bother rolling the feint for Burn, both attacks hit either way. Burn Toughness save DC 30 (1d20+12=27) Bruised. Burn Toughness save DC 30, #2 (1d20+11=28) Bruised. You each get a HP for Burn torching the warehouses.

Frosty is stunned, no actions. Medea's up. She'll attempt to use Mind Control on Moira, the command is to play with Frosty, not fight him. DC 17 Will save. Atlas is going to try and hit Frosty while he's down. Atk roll vs Frosty, AoA/PA 5, DC 36 (1d20+6=7) rolled a 1. Gonna Hero point that Atk roll vs Frosty, AoA/PA 5, DC 36, HP reroll (1d20+6=15) gets bumped up to a 25, hits easily. Toughness save DC 36 (1d20+15=26) Stunned and staggered.

The snowman let out a terrible roar as it was impaled, and yet it still moved. "Petulant child! You will see things my way even if I have to force you!" roared the infuriated Medea. Moira felt another presence in her mind as someone else wrestled for control. On the ground below, Atlas hammered the snowman and a crack ran up the length of the snowman, purple eldritch energy leaking from it. "How do you like zat!?"

Atlas put a massive paw on Archeville's back as he beared a bit of his soul. "Vell Doc, I am one of ze lesser intellects, but if you ever need someone to talk to I'm alvays here, for vhat its vorth." He smiled weakly, hoping that Archeville would look past Atlas' failings and focus more on his friendly nature. It was a long shot, but worth it. Atlas was more than a little stunned at the figure Doc announced. "Zat is quite a bit more zan I expected..." said Atlas as he rubbed the back of his head in contemplation. That one annoying thought popped back in his head and he figured it was time he tried to get an answer. "Do you have any zeories about ze origin of my powers?"

Okay, got bored, gonna make edits for Atlas. Some bookkeeping stuff first: Please change his Weight line to the following: "50 - 200 - 2,500" Please change his Height line to the following: "3ft. - 6ft. - 10ft" Then please remove the Enemy, Mistaken Identity and Heavy Handed complications. Atlas no longer has human form so the local gangs are no threat to him, he's active enough now that people know who he is, and he's gotten control of his strength now. Next, convert the 4 points of Enhanced Constitution into regular Constitution. It was just a hold over from buying off the Alt. Form. Now, onto the actual point expenditures. I'll spend 4 points to bump Growth up to Continuous Duration. I'll then convert the Innate PF into a Shrinking AP: Then please add the title "Protean Might" to Atlas's Super-Strength array, and buy Morph 8 (any form) as a DAP in the array.

"Wow... zat's uhhh....wow." replied Atlas dumbfounded and at a complete loss for words. Even though he had taken the largest blast of radiation, the thought never occurred to atlas. He was solely concerned about Fulcrum now. To suddenly find out you're radioactive and just accidentally blasted a bunch of people with radiation, at a charity function no less, had to suck - hard. "Jeez... Is she alright?" Ace could tell he didn't just mean physically.

"Uhhhh.... vhat just happened?" said Atlas completely confused. He had given Fulcrum some space because Jack and Dark Star apparently needed to talk to her about something urgently, and not wanting he stood off to the side, but whatever it was clearly disturbed her. Then all of a sudden they flew off into the distance.

Atk roll vs Golem, aiming for helmet, AoA 5 (1d20+11=24) Surge: Atk roll vs Golem itself AoA 5, PA 2, DC 33 (1d20+9=25) and then AA informed me it is still Immune to damage, but is no longer moving. It's grappled and then I throw it into space. I kid you not, I did the math. Spent 2 HP on the ordeal.

"Jack!" shouted Atlas. He had had enough. Atlas barreled forward, rushing the creature. He got a meaty paw around the helmet and ripped it off the Golem's head. He followed up by grabbing the golem by the leg, and whirled it around him like a throwing hammer. He hurled it with every last bit of strength he could muster and sent it sailing far into the sky. It did not come back down. "One left."

Oh, I've got the points, I just don't feel like having to make multiple edits when we eventually change the rules. I'd rather do it once and do it right, than have it done right now. Furthermore, depending on which way things go, I could have more points to play around with.

Crazy Awesome CloudCuckoolander Rule of Funny And how! You Fail Physics Forever Hyper Destructive Bouncing Ball Lord knows I need to stat one up now. Amusing Injuries Hyperspace Mallet It Runs on Nonsensoleum Just Joking Justificaton Refuge In Audacity Attention Deficit... Ooh, Shiny! Genre Savvy / Wrong Genre Savvy

As soon as we figure out the Growth/Shrinking rules, I'm making Atlas a shape shifter. Seriously. ;)

Fortune favors the bold or so they say, besides he knew certain death lay behind him, this was only questionable death. Atlas always seemed astounded whenever he got this many winning options. Truly fate seemed to relish making things so easy for Atlas. So Atlas rounded the corner to face questionable death.

Atlas leans in to look at the cards collected in front on him and to get a better look at the flop, he had a hard time telling the clubs from the spades when he leaned back. Yeah, he had to lay off the booze if he wanted to be able to drive home any time soon. The flop did nothing for him so he just checked, seeing what the others would do. He still had a chance at a straight, but not a good one.

Sounds like it to me.

Yeah, 4 levels of Accurate ain't gonna fly, try again. 40 - Dash - Unharmed 24 - Jester - Unharmed, HP x3 20 - Breakdown - Bruise x1, HP x4 17 - Strong Man - Staggered, Stunned 16 - Mongrel Angel - Unharmed, HP x3 15 - Jack of all Blades - Unharmed, HP x1 12 - Burn - Unharmed 6 - Thad Minker - Unharmed, HP x3 2 - Force - Unharmed Also, Jester's suit is made of pure chaos magic Jack, enjoy your headache. :D

Reflex save for half Damage, DC 23 (1d20+5=10) Not even close Fort Save vs Drain Toughness, DC 23 (1d20+16=30) And we're good.