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"Freedom PD, this is Geckoman. Requesting pick-up in Midtown," said Geckoman into his commlink, waving off an apology with a wink and smile as he rattled off the street. "Cool, thanks Bill. Tell 'em to bring me a doughnut." He stood and watched the exit to the alleyway for a few minutes, reclined against a wall. When the squad car pulled up, he gave a little wave. "Just down that alley, fellas. Two unconscious, one decided he didn't like the idea of getting beaten up." The cops quickly went to work, cuffing the crooks and sitting them in the back of the squad car after reading their rights. "Thanks, sir," said one officer. "Although really, we wasted a trip. On the way out, Giordano mentioned he needed to speak to you. He's at the station if you want to drop by." Geckoman rolled his eyes. "Ok, tell him I'll be by soon. Later, fellas." He watched the car drive away, pulling out a small remote from his belt. Pressing a button, a large green oval-shaped craft flew in and hovered just in front of him. "Sucks. The man doesn't ask for simple things. Will need Starbucks."
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ZAP! The stolen handbag crashed to the ground as Vinnie was struck from behind by a stunning bolt of electricity. "Hey, kiddo," said the green clad cape as he sauntered up behind the stunned crook. "You're in the presence of a superhero, show a little more respect than lying in the mud." Vinnie tried to stammer an apology as he was picked up by the collar and dragged up to eye level. Over the cape's shoulder he could see Carl and Marko unconscious, knocked out by the same weird gadget that'd hit him. "Now, I want you to go sit with your friend while I call in Freedom's Finest. Behave, and you might get a lollipop. Fight back like they did, and... well, it won't go well for you." Vinnie was thrown to the side as the cape picked up the bag and went to leave the alley. "I'm just going to give that poor woman her purse back. Don't go running, that metal thing glued to your collar is a tracer. Sure, you could take off your shirt, but then I'm just going to ask for the topless man running around." Vinnie looked down. While he'd been stunned, the young hero had stuck it on there. "Ok, I'll stay here, just... d-don't shock me again." He was surprised to hear a laugh. "You're lucky. I'm not the scariest person walking the night. Heck, I'm a pansy." The laugh faded away as the Geckoman disappeared around the corner, a spring in his step.
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FEEL MY Approval
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Adds up. Adds up. Adds up. Adds up. Adds up, although Inspire seems a little low. There really isn't much benefit to low ranks of it. Reckon it'll matter? Adds up, although do us a favour and slap the immovable into the Knockback section too. Ahem.
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"I'm Chris. My wide assortment of powers include scaling sheer surfaces, extraordinary reflexes, cellular regeneration, and being able to see heat signatures." He paused for a second, electing to leave the tah-dah unsaid. "Oh, and I can identify you by smell alone, but we don't like discussing that one."
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Ah, typical Chandler. The real advantage is a second array. Sure, she can already do Telekinesis and the like. This way she can throw cars with one array while Creating Objects with the other.
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"Not necessarily," reasoned Geckoman. "If something is down here, it clearly doesn't dislike the soot as much as us, or as Tempest. Perhaps it even likes it, thrives. Could be anywhere in here." He flicked his wrists, twin barrels extending from his wrists and clicking into place. "Still, we don't like this, so let's pray that whatever's in here is in the non-sooty tunnel. Seriously, I'm gonna reek all week."
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Geckoman had already got into a position to guard the flag, sitting in a tree with a squirrel watching him inquisitively. "Go away," he grumbled. Then Psyche's voice echoed into his head. Goddammit, again? Why do people persist? We're not exactly subtle!? he thought back, climbing down and wandering over to join the group. "Oh god, is Mark doing the cheesy derring-do again?" muttered Chris into Mike's ear as he arrived.
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Geckoman rolled with the attack, swatting the 'drone's pike aside so it only scraped his ribs. In response, he pulled a small pellet from his belt, jumped into the air and dropped it. Covering his ears and screwing shut his eyes, he managed to avoid the deafening crack and flash of white light. Landing in a defensive crouch, he shouted over to the kneeling Shadivar.Hey, tinhead! This what the mighty left hand man of Omega's descended to? Begging for a little girl to spare him? PATHETIC!"
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DC 22 Toughness (1d20+7=19) Yay, no knockback! I will then throw a flashbang at those pesky Omegadrones (and their dumb Omegadog), DC 14 Reflex for the 20' area, DC 14 Reflex to look away, then DC 14 to start recovering. Fail? DEAFNESS! BLINDNESS! PAIN! Then... Skill Mastery Taunt Shadivar as a move action, total result of 26. Then Set-Up to Wander.
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Chris wrinkled his nose. "Actually, they're just good at masking the taste. Mystery meat day terrifies me. It doesn't smell right. It's not a mystery, it's likely dead dog." He stopped short for a second. "Wait, not scaring the newcomers! Yes, it's delicious!"
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"See, this is why we shoulda played football. X-ray eyes make capture the flag easy. I reckon all we need to do it climb a tree so that they're slowed slightly while Zoe runs in and grabs it."
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Geckoman would like to spend 2pp on Regeneration, bringing his bruised from /round to /no action. Also, 1 rank in Improved Initiative, bringing his init to +10/+8. Done by Sandman XI
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I'm gonna be absent on Friday, Saturday and Sunday. I'm going to Glasgow, where they're more Scottish than me! :o
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You know me all too well.
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Don't forget that on skill re-rolls, rather than rolling 1d20, +10 if under 11, I roll 1d10+10 for the exact same result.
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Let's kick some arse. Startle as a move action for 21. Then, Offensive Stance and Power Attack for 3. DC 23 toughness (1d20+10=15) Crap. OK, spend a HP, so I'm down to 1. HITDAMMITHIT (1d20+10=27)
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Arrowhawk watched in horror as Ace was impaled on the sword. "OK, you just had to go too far." With a growl and fury blazing in his eyes, he swung his staff in a wide arc to strike the girl's neck.
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OK, Hp tally! 2 base, another. 3 HP! Geckonitiative; aaaand Disable Device (1d20+5=6, 1d20+10=18) Erm... down to 2 HP! Mr T pities the fool who can't disable your device (1d10+20=21) $@%^!!!
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Arrowhawk Star Crossed Lovers (2) White Wedding (4) Geckoman By All your Powers Combined (9) It's A Jungle Out There (11) Back to School (2)
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"It's a good idea. Although perhaps those of us who would be affected should get down in case of it blowing back. Coughing your lungs up is doubly painful when they start regrowing as you do it. Long story."
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Oh crap. The shock of recognising one of Omega's right hand men was only thrust aside when Geckoman forced himself to crouch low, still enough to not draw attention, any movements carefully plotted to avoid making a sound. He gestured at himself, then at the tube Mark was being held captive in. Then he motioned for Wander to move the other direction, nodding with a look as if to say 'D'ya geddit?'
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Geckostealth! (1d20+12=27)
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Arrowhawk needs a yellow ring, obviously. Modern Age Batgod got offered one canonically Geckoman, well... I don't know how to pin him down. Rayner-esque Green Lantern? "Weee, samurai armour and energy katana!"
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"Ok, no offence guys," said Geckoman, gesturing at Hellion, Psyche and Phalanx. "But you guys are pretty reliant on your powers. Me and Wander could try and creep up on them and stop that cannon. Yeah, we could get rendered powerless, but we can both fight pretty well without taking them into account. We disable it, give a signal, you guys can come in safely."