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Dammit, if I'd put down where I got the ship as a Secret complication then I'd be swimming in Hero Points by now. :D

Arrowhawk met the snitch's gaze. Foot shuffling? Looks nervous. "Seeing as you helped me out, I'll help you out... so long as it's mostly above board, although I'm assuming you know that." The black-clad man stood ready to listen attentively.

A shadow flitted across the rooftops; ducking behind chimneytops and diving across alleyways. The Arrowhawk stalked across the boardwalk, one thought in mind. It had an appointment to keep. Dropping from the roof in front of Lenny in a crouch, he quickly rose to his feet. "What do you need, Lenny?"

Oooooh... it's that big dude. And he wants to see my ship. Isn't cleanliness a school rule? Oh, flip. "Um, sure, yeah. It's stored in the trees near the parking lot, if you just want to follow me," said Chris, as he pondered if the Pitchoo needed to follow school rules on school ground. He took the remote out of his belt and pointed it at the door on the side of the sleek green craft. "Now, before we enter, could we bear in mind that I am a teenager with a large flying ship. Cleaning hasn't really been on my mind..." The door beeped and the hatch folded downwards, revealing the cream interior to be strewen with clothes, CDs and pizza boxes. However, the control panel on the ship was mostly unobstructed, as was the floor space in front of a glowing blue-green holographic projection on the wall. "Ta-da?"

"Yeah, I've got seatbelts," mused Chris, pulling on his orange goggles. "Let's go flying," he said, throwing the remote cartwheeling up into the air, snatching it on the way down and pressing a button to light up the control panels. He threw a pile of... stuff... off of a seat and disentangeld the seatbelt from a pair of jeans. "Let's make Old Man Summers ticked off," he grinned happily, settling into the swivel chair at the controls.

So true. Just so true. Don't assume we're all American. :P

Both. Impervious Toughness is essentially the Impervious extra added to Constitution and not Protection, but it is also a power and thus vulnerable to nullification.

Arrowhawk seems to have several mistakes on his sheet. He is listed as having 158 pp spent at the top of the sheet, but 157 pp at the bottom. From the adding, he seems to have 157 pp. However, he has 8 pp spent on saves, but is listed as having spent 9 pp, dropping his cost to 156 pp. So, in summary, I'm not sure how much he currently has spent or how much he has to spend. Could someone help me fix him up here? :love: also, I noticed several people have elaborated more heavily on their complications, so I thought, "If it helps the refs give me Hero Points..." Updated by MBCE

Well, as a peak-street level veteran, he's probably got more (off-screen) informants by now. I figure he's probably the best way for me to get involved though as Hawky is more into mobsters than gang warfare.

I think it'd be Immunity 5 for nullify, same for drain. Trait effects are a 5 point immunity.

I thought it was worth pointing out that Invisible Castle has disabled comments on non-registered users due to spamming. However, the board rules here ask for comments on your rolls which now require you to register. Thought it was worth saying in case some of you, like I, hadn't got around to registering an account. It's worth doing so, anyway.

Yep, I included the +4

"Calm down, you're only making it worse!" shouted Arrowhawk at the brute, aware of the hypocrisy that he himself was quite ticked off at this point. Having drawn a bead on Smash's head, the dark-clad archer took out yet another blunt arrow and let it fly. "Want to mess with me rather than taking swings at the same guy all the time?" inquired the archer, thinking that his allies could do with a little breathing room.

"Yeah, I took the materials I used in the geckosuit and made 'em black. Already had a utility belt too. I'm assuming you made yours, I remember you're into all that theatrical stuff?" Then a strangely high-voiced loa came over to the two of them and greeted them. "'sup, Darian?"

"I did have to learn how to fly it, but I caught on fairly quickly. It's very similar to a video game or something. Just pressing buttons at the right time and pulling on the sticks the right way. Simple."

Definitely in, but in a terrifed sort of way.

I think it's time for you to beat up Arrowhawk again. ;)

Arrowhawk is Scottish, and was active as a UK superhero for 17-18 years prior to arriving in Freedom City.

At least it's not your keyboard this time.

Remember that discussion we had on how you were Blue Beetle and I was Booster Gold? You gonna get shot.

The book says that:

Gecks is in 3 currently, plus MCBE hopes to have a placement test thread up for me soon when he has a free moment.

Yeah, knew that was a bad idea. Time to use my fabled silvery tongue! "Here's the thing, I genuinely don't remember too much about it. I know when I was in the building I got jabbed by a syringe, then nothingness. Next I know I was lying crashed into a hillside regrowing my hand from a stump. The whole incident is very hazy."

"Erm... yeah, I probably could find the building again. But odds are it might've been emptied. You see, when I went there the place was... sort of abandoned. And maybe... just a maybe, I don't remember too good... there was some yellow police tape on the doorways. So, might be empty now, yeah."

Chris emerged from the bathroom dressed in a black costume with a domino mask and cape designed to look like the 1960s Raven. He deliberately swirled the cape around dramatically as he walked into the gymnasium. For effect, y'know. Oh dear god... the monster mash? Noooooooooooooo!!! Chris mingled with the few people who'd turned up this early in the party. "Hey." "How you doing?" "Looking gooood, ladies!" "Hi, dude." "Now that outfit's in bad taste. Shame on you." "No, I'm not dressed as a woman."