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Ecalsneerg

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  1. May your tentacles grow for many more years to come!
  2. Our concern is that, to use the DC analogue, your character is called Batman Strangler.
  3. The Equipment rules do allow it, and Geckoman's swapped out the Pitchoo for a utility belt a few times, so I don't see why not.
  4. "Thing is, it's not just us... Duncan Summers had a wife," said Chris softly. "We all got what we wanted, who's to say we're the only ones. I don't remember hearing of a Mrs Summers... what if we take his wife away again?" He put his head in his hands. "You gotta remember, I got a whole head of memories of them looking so happy. Do I have that right to say he's in the wrong?" "It's not so clear-cut as you make it. For some people, this is the better world."
  5. "So, what do we do? Walk right into the front door?" said Chris, shaking his head and laughing. Ignore Spellbound, ignore Spellbound, ignore Spellbound, ignoreSpellboundignoreSpellbound "I agree, we should just talk to Mark, but walk right in? Nope. We break in. I figure that sneaking in is going to trigger some behaviour alert, but so long as we don't hurt anyone, it'll balance out."
  6. I'll edit that last statement as needed, but I figured the Batmans and the Midnights would both know the Joneses ;)
  7. "No, it's definitely not Liz. For one thing, she appeared to be using real magic, not technology disguised as magic. Hell, she turned a boomerang into a living, breathing snake," said Chris, thinking even as Wander pinned his wrist and he shot his mouth off. "Which would make sense, as most people aren't aware that it's not magic, why should Rick know?" "Hell, in the false memories, any attempt at reforming her got undone by stuff like rock-induced amnesia. Cheesy, corny, exactly how Mark sees the wor... Mark's alive in this world. We just need to find him."
  8. "What's going on?" snarled Chris as they teleported to Hel-Ion's base. "Tell me what the hell is happening!" He swung a fist, smacking Erin in the side of the face. He came back with a very painful hand, tears in his eyes. "What did they do to Liz, Erin? What did he do?"
  9. OK... This morning, my mother died of liver cancer. So... yeah. The whole family's stunned. Whether I'll still be around or not is up in the air, and my posting will be erratic. Just... whether I'm in Chat, or just lurking, or whatever, I need some space. Thanks, guys.
  10. "Dammit, Erin, what's going on!?" shouted Chris as Erin teleported in and knocked Spellbound flying. "I can't act like Mark! See, I am emotionally affected by my life getting torn apart!" Suddenly, Erin leapt at him. "Oh, now what?!" He noticed the darkness looming around him. Oh...
  11. I recommend evil robot.
  12. "Hey, she telepathically called me. Totally her fault."
  13. "It's actually much cheaper than you'd think... Anyway, see you tomorrow night. I got a hot date to go to, and I need to clean off first." Geckoman pulled on his t-shirt, and waited until he'd left to take off his mask and goggles. "Hmmm... need to find a good class for tae kwon do... or maybe ju-jitsu. Sna fu? Origami? Anyway, I'm not losing next time!"
  14. Bit too late for that one Punch the snake, save the world! Why did it have to be snakes... DC 19 (1d20+12=18) EDIT: Should've been 16 to hit, forgot I wasn't using offensive stance until after I'd rolled.
  15. -- Oh, bugger off. -- Chris took great delight in even these mild swear words in this world. -- Think, Eve. We've never dated. Hell, we've hardly had a full conversation. Sure, we have in this world, but not in the real one. Remember! -- This argument was cut off by his boomerang turning into a snake. "Dammit, woman, if I can't hit you, you're being quite hypocritical in attacking me!" He leapt back in fear from the snake and swung a fist at it.
  16. ... thank Durden? He shot him!
  17. "Nah, I got enough spare costumes to make a small, bullet-proof marquee," said Geckoman, pulling off the top of his tunic to reveal his muscular torso. "Real men can sew." He looked around. "I'm sure I left a bag somewhere. Ah, there it is!" Still topless, he grabbed the bag and started rummaging through it. "Sure I had a shirt... I think. So, tomorrow night work for you?"
  18. "Probably flirting with one of your drones," said a low voice from behind the group. "You need more than a vapid bubblehead for this, powerful or not. Knieval is smarter than he lets on." Arrowhawk loomed into the hallway, armoured shoulders and cape filling the space, red eyes glaring from under the hood. "Funny, Doktor. First time we met we were after him."
  19. <.< Edit Arrow! Increase Strength by +2, for a total of 18 (+4). This will increase Grapple to +15. Also, on the non-Autofire, non-Penetrating Blast, add a fourth rank in Mighty. The others... I can't afford it and the Extras yet. Increase Attack Focus (ranged) from 3 to 4, for: Attack +11 base, +15 ranged, +17 bows Take away 1pp in Fort, and add +2 to Con, for Con 18 (+4). That's Toughness +10 (+8 flat-footed, +6 w/o Arrowhawk Armour, +4 flat-footed w/o Armour) Fort +10 (+4 Con, +6) Sandman thinks you should get a refund on 3DotG Dok thinks Sand should do all a person's requested edits, not just some
  20. Idea for Arrowhawk showing up: an alarm went off, you're all chronically unsubtle, Arrowhawk monitors radio signals. "KNIEEEEEVAAAAAAAL!
  21. "Hey, asshole!" said Geckoman from behind Jack. "Two things: Wander is faster, stronger and tougher than you, you would lose and I would likely win some money from you doing so. Secondly... do you actually know the circumstances? Do you know why she is like she is? Assume makes an ass out of u and me, they always say, but I was an ass already. What's your excuse? Back off."
  22. Raaaar, I'm a scary monster! (1d20+6=12) No, Geckoman. You are not a scary monster. Re-rolling... RAAAAAARGH! (1d10+16=24)
  23. "Imposter? As far as you're concerned, I'm the real deal, honey," said Chris, drawing a boomerang from his pocket. "Now, answer my questions. Who and what is the Geckoman?" He held up the boomerang between two fingers. "As you can tell, I need to know."
  24. I'd like Arrowhawk to take a shot at Dracula, but I totally get if the thread's too full up.
  25. "Giordano." He arrives with his Lieutenant as I'm tying the kid to a lamppost. "Dumb kid knifed me," I explain, in mock outrage. "Where's the locus, kid?" Still calls me kid. Grrr. I gesture over my shoulder. Watching Giordano walk past, I notice how old he's getting. It's been a whole decade since I met him, a portly middle-aged cop just doing his job. Now, he's getting on a bit, and is doing everyone else's. "My theory?" I say, leaning against the wall as the two cops poke and prod. "Someone wants a new Moore era, just to make it all worse. Kill the criminals, they don't come back to haunt us. Can't say they're wrong." Giordano just looks at me. "Chris, go. This is our job, now." Like I said, we're not friends. I just nod. "Time was, you'd ask for my help." He laughed, more bitterly than I'd heard before. "Time was, you wanted to help." I can't reply to that, so I turn and, drenched to the skin and craving yet another smoke, walk out into the soaking streets.
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