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  1. Ashley set the phone down and stared at it. She knew that, objectively, it was much more remarkable that she was talking to an - alien? than a woman but the latter piece of information was making her heart hammer in her chest. Instinctively, she shot a glance over at Judy - but her charge was blessedly focused on knitting her felt hat and counting stitches and hadn't even noticed Ashley's hesitation. Ashley stared at the phone, stared at it some more, and rubbed her sweaty palms together for a long moment before she picked it up again. Sorry. Mostly guys on here. ? Let's start over. I have to keep a lot of stuff out of my bio because of work. Are you Lor? She wracked her brain for what little she knew about the space-faring federation, realized it wasn't very much at all.
  2. "_Sneaking around late,_" whispered Judy. "_Summers is pretty serious about the curfew._" She blinked a few times, almost banishing the glow from her eyes, then realized that meant she wouldn't be able to finish her work. "_We're not even supposed to be in the common room this late, but usually nobody minds._" She took a moment to tie off, then offered her hand. Judy wasn't quite hot to the touch but she was warmer than any human being had any right to be, probably over 100 degrees from her brief contact with Abby. "_Ah'm Judy Smith, that's mah sister Ashley. This is the first time she's slept in a couple of days so Ah just wanted to let her rest._" She smiled thinly. "_You're Abby, right? The...witch?_"
  3. Ashley looked down at the words, considered briefly, then grinned. What the hell. Take a chance, you #($(( she thought to herself. Nice spud. So what's a nice guy like you doing in a place like this?
  4. Zzt zzt zzt The quiet vibration of her personal cellphone distracted Ashley from #($Iing calculus homework. Hm. A smile curved at the edges of her lips. A quick glance told her Judy was engrossed in Youtube knitting tutorials - so she took a chance. And rapidly her smile turned into a frown as she saw first the message (then Googled to see what it meant), then scanned through the attached profile. Does he not know where-Oh jeez, is this some kind of nerd? A self-identified jock to begin with, Ashley had met a lot of nerdy guys who had a lot of opinions about Asian girls - and being of a generation of young superheroine that had fought Doc Otaku in his prime, well. But what the hell, he's never gonna actually see my face. Maybe it was worth seeing where this went. There was something to be said for anonymity. Sounds like he's in the Navy. Maybe he's deployed. It was at least possible she actually knew who the guy was, if he was one of the metahumans who worked for the US Navy. Unless the guy was just a Trekkie with ideas. What she texted back was: If you're real, send me a picture of a potato.
  5. It's dead! We are out of initiative for this fight, anyway.
  6. Flames burned through the great beast's body as it roared and stomped its defiance, bound by nature's power even as divine energy infused its dead flesh. Guessing what was going to happen, Woodsman ran his way to cover and ducked behind a still-standing mausoleum in the cemetery. Just in time, as the zombie crocodile went from burning to exploding. In an awesome rush of arcane magic that briefly battered away the remnants of the hurricane still washing the city, the giant crocodile EXPLODED in a wash of heat and light that was briefly as blinding as the Sun! There was a terrible scream from the heart of the inferno - or maybe the cry of a beast's soul being set free, and then the light was gone and the heroes were standing amid the burned, smashed remains of one of Vibora's greatest churches, while all the while the torrential rains of the hurricane continued to beat down on them. Of the great beast they'd fought, only a burnt-out skeleton remained, charred black with a flame that had faded away now that its celestial work was done. When the explosion cleared, Woodsman ducked, looked around, and headed for the group of heroes. "Hey! Hey!" called the masked man in black, raising his voice to be heard over the storm. "Any of you know anything about magic!?"
  7. Judy would have shrieked in terror even a year earlier - as it was, she had to bite her lip to keep from doing so. There was no use waking Ashley if she didn't have to, especially since she knew how Watchdog would wake up to the sound of her yelling. As it was, two glowing eyes faced Arcana from the darkness of the common room over the click-click-click of needles. She blinked a few times, and slowly Daystar recognized the girl - the one she was supposed to stay away from. Well I'm not giving up on this hat, and I'm not waking Ashley up when she finally got to sleep. She took a moment and whispered, "_Hey! Aren't you going to get in trouble?_"
  8. In any event, it's you, @Thunder King!
  9. September 2019 Kord Dormitory Fourth Floor Common Room 3 AM Anyone coming along on the fourth floor common room would have found it a quiet place this evening. The fierce Watchdog, guardian and protector of her sister Daystar, was sound asleep in a dark room, her head pillowed on the arm of the couch, while Judy sat on the other side of her feet. The room was dark, the TV and lights off, but Judy could see fine. She didn't like talking about that - about how she could see in the dark almost as easily during the day, about how her eyes glowed with a silvery-white phosphorescent fire when she did so. Normal people didn't do that. What she did like doing was knitting, a hobby she'd taken to with some enthusiasm on these evenings when Ashley was asleep and she was alone. Well, not entirely alone. The world buzzed with radio chatter here, as everywhere, but she'd learned to tune it out - almost. As her needle worked, she sang a soft acapella in the darkness, "Gonna take my horse to the Old Town Road, gonna ride till I can't no more..."
  10. Inside Suddenly the door to the fire stairs burst open - revealing a pairing that at once matched and didn't match at all. Ashley Smith was in the lead, eyes hidden behind her sunglasses, face smooth with professional blankness. It had been Judy's idea, mad as she was, to take the stairs, but then she'd remembered four flights were no joke in a maxi-dress. Just behind her was Judy her tan face bright red high in the cheekbones, her big eyes staring straight ahead with the look of somebody who was desperately trying not to cry. She was cursing herself inside her head for wearing the flowery dress, which she had to hold up with her hands so she could walk quickly enough to escape the screaming inside her head, her face wrinkled in that look that meant she wanted to cry. "Scuse us," said Watchdog as they passed between the family and two boys standing in the hallway, giving them both a quick once-over as they went. "Dave." Her companion radiated heat as they went, the air around her wavering just slightly as if on a hot day, and she was ostentatiously careful not to touch anyone as they passed. The tension between the two of them was thick enough to cut with a knife. They were of a height, Ashley substantially more muscular than Judy, though, and did bear a certain resemblance to each other as two young Eurasian women with big eyes and dark hair.
  11. Croczilla Bound, the great wounded beast roared and thrashed - and the very landscape shook with it! It broke free of Woodsman's lines with a toss of its great head, though Persephone's powers proved far more difficult to counter. Still, the sheer size of the great monster meant it was still a threat. It rolled to its feet, stamping great and bloody limbs, and the lightning and thunder overhead matched its fury. As water from sheets of rain gushed over and through its body (pooling in a foul lake at its feet), the beast thrashed and howled ominously - and everything shook again! It was immediately clear that the waterlogged ground already weakened by Cheval's recent trip into the depths of the Earth, couldn't handle this much violence. As the beast fought, the soil beneath everyone's feet roiled and bucked like so much water, already damaged stonework cracking and breaking into rubble as the battered church property was further shaken to pieces.
  12. That definitely hits, especially because it's currently bound and helpless. (It helps that Woodsman's line is a Transparent Snare!) http://orokos.com/roll/756262 it is bound and helpless again Croczilla: Free Action: breaks out of Woodsman's Snare (I'll give it the Prone Fighting feat so it can fight on all fours as the monster gator it is - since I added that, I'll give Woodsman an HP for that!) Standard Action: has a damage bonus of +25, so a damage DC of 40. With the Snare rolling 35, the snare is Injured! Okay, Speed Demon is up in the new round. Round 3: Speed Demon: 29, 1HP Woodsman: 26, Bruised x1, 1HP Cheval: 21, 3HP Torque: 19, Fatigued, 0HP Sagrado: 15, Nauseated, 3HP Betsy: 8, 0HP Persephone: 6, 3HP Croczilla: 6 (Tou drained, bound, helpless) Everybody on the ground in the churchyard give me a DC 20 Reflex save to avoid being caught in the tremors. http://orokos.com/roll/756265 = 27 for Woodsman If you fail, you're entangled, if you fail by 5 or more, bound and helpless.
  13. Fast-Forward: Fast-Forward considered the tactical situation for a moment - but then a moment was all it took. No sign of my pottymouth friend yet. Guess she's not as fast as she thinks! He had some ideas for how to take down a rogue speedster but for now there were other things to deal with. He ran out of the house and up onto the roof, stopping directly above the hovering villain and her robot buddies or whatever the hell was going on up there. "Hey! You kids should get down from there!" He started running, carving out a glowing pattern on the roof as he went, "a symbol like if you made an L out of axes". He didn't get to use this one often, but they were outside right so why not. "They're talking storms tonight!" And then, before they quite had time to figure out what was going on, lances of electricity lashed from the sky and tore their way through the hovering villain and her minions as the symbol of Arcturus beneath their feet summoned down the lightning and thunder associated with the star. Richard didn't stay to watch the show, having long-since learned important lessons about staying exposed - instead he ran right back down behind the house to rejoin the group he'd come with.
  14. Fast-Forward: Fast-Forward runs outside and deploys the following effect against the ones hovering over the roof: AP: Damage 16 (stormy light of Arcturus; Extra: Area [Targeted, Shapeable], PFs: Indirect 2, Stunning Attack, Variable Descriptor 1 [any weather]) {36/48} He'll strike them from above to gain surprise and maybe just maybe catch them flat-footed! http://orokos.com/roll/756255 = 25! In any event, that's a DC 31 Tou save for everyone he just hit. The descriptor is a bolt of magic lightning.
  15. "No thanks, I already look like a badass," said Ashley with a smirk for Corinne. "The pink tips and I have been through a lot of crap together. You look nice, though, Judy." The two sisters shared a smile in the mirror. "Traffic's slow, but we'll be there twenty minutes, a half hour tops." "What kind of political?" asked Judy, sounding more curious than anything else as she leaned back in the seat, admiring the red in her hair with a mirror from her purse. Ashley had turned on the radio as they went; the local country-western station something of a contrast to what they were on their way to hear.
  16. Have at it, @Grumblefloof!
  17. "Micah, wait, don't go!" But Leroy had things to say too, and for the moment Daystar's attention was all on him. Judy's eyes were wide like stars as the ring slid onto her finger in a perfect fit - fearfully and wonderfully made. "Oh, Leroy, Ah-" "Oh, big man wants to fight with the little girl-" Ashley glared at Claude - and suddenly her interaction with the two boys changed. Up close, with Ashley too distracted to fully keep up appearances, Claude and Nick had a good view of exactly what happened. The look of fiercely sullen hostility she was wearing dropped off her face like the slamming of an iron door - and suddenly came erupting back to molten life as she looked at what was happening between Ashley and Leroy. The look she'd been shooting Claude was a pale, false shadow of the look she was shooting Leroy's way. Judy spoke in a barely audible whisper. "Ah will, Leroy. Ah promise." She took his hand in hers and the conversation was suddenly and forcefully interrupted by Ashley's "NO!" She abandoned her confrontation with the boys entirely and made a beeline for Judy and Leroy, interposing herself between the two of them with the desperate energy of a bodyguard leaping for a bullet that she already knew she'd been too slow to stop. "We are going to go inside," she said, her voice like fiery frost as she took Judy's hand. "And we are going to think about this." For her part, Judy looked ready for a fight, clenching her hands into fists as her eyes lit up. "Ah don't see why this is any of your-" Her voice rising to a Southern pitch that matched Judy's, Ashley hissed "Is this what Momma and Daddy would want?" "IT'S THEIR FAULT AH'M HERE!" Judy's sudden shout seemed to catch her sister by surprise - and for a moment the two sisters stared at each other before Judy turned and began walking back to the dorm, her head held high, cheeks colored bright red.
  18. That deserves an HP, durf! Zombie Horde is out, so @Tiffany Korta, Betsy is up - though I'm not sure what she can do given that she's dazed. Do you have a Complication we can trigger?
  19. "Blew her off all summer," growled Watchdog to Pan, her arms crossed over her chest and a look of fierce satisfaction on her face at the way Judy had stood up for herself. "Bad move. Scuse me." She made an ostentatiously rude gesture Claude's way, making sure the little punk saw it, and headed over there to punctuate it. "You want to see something $(@ing wild?" she snarled. Judy snapped open her fan and began rapidly fanning her face, feeling a truly unaccustomed warmth. As she studied Leroy, her big eyes wide over the fan, she thought fast. That's the most romantic thing anybody has ever said to me! Ohmigosh! But I have to stay strong, I can't let myself be lulled into a false sense of security by him again. "Well...that's altogether different," she finally said, the glow in her eyes fading as she approached him to tap her closed fan against his chest. This time when she spoke, her voice was distinctively soft. "But if you're going to be talking that way to me, Leroy, you'd better have a ring in that pocket of yours."
  20. Pan distinctly saw Ashley go for something at her belt at Leroy's sudden arrival, not the first sudden hand movement he'd seen from Ashley when startled. But when the moment passed, she raised her hands and said, "...all right, long as you don't go-" "..._no_." Judy was on her feet now, looking up at Leroy fearlessly despite their relative bulks. "Leroy Remilikun Ransom-Conte!" she declared with such volume that Ashley actually jumped, shooting an involuntary glance backwards at the open windows of the dorm behind them. "You may be a silver-tongued devil but you will not talk your way out of this with your sweet and honeyed words!" Ashley was not at all sure that described Leroy accurately but Judy seemed to mean it as she said, "You cannot just walk back into mah life like you have not been ignoring me for the length of an entire summer!" She poked him in the chest, on a roll enough that she missed the way her eyes were in fact distinctly beginning to glow with a faint, silvery phosphorescence. "Now Ah do not know if you were simply running around with some dragon princess back on that awful homeworld of yours, but you had better have yourself one hell of a good excuse before Ah ever let you whisper sweet words to me again!"
  21. Okay, @angrydurf, Sagrado is up
  22. Croczilla: Cheval felt his blow ring out like a gong as the power of the god inside him tore away a tremendous chunk of rotting flesh from the fallen titan, making it howl and writhe as rotting bone and muscle melted away from its gigantic skull. The effect was like taking a blowtorch to snow, and chunks of rotting flesh larger than a car were soon falling everywhere around the iron powerhouse. He'd clearly hurt the beast, striking at the very heart of the magic that bound its dead flesh together, so much that from the 'shoulders' up it looked more like a gigantic skeleton with a few bits of rotting meat still holding it together than anything else. But bone and tendons were still horribly alive and as the mountain-sized creature roared and writhed in undead agony that dwarfed even the fury of the storm, it was clear that it was still very much in the fight!
  23. That does hit. It's bound and helpless and he gets this on the save anyway = http://orokos.com/roll/755541 So his Tou drops from +23 to +11! Tou vs. 29 http://orokos.com/roll/755543 = 29! =O This monster! OK, that was still an incredibly effective hit, Cheval. You are up with Torque, @Heritage
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