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  1. Okay, well, I trust you - just something to think about! APPROVED
  2. Is she still rolling at DC 15?
  3. Heck no - Lady Horus is going to line up a shot where she hits Cultist 1 into Cultist 2, though, by means of hitting Cultist 1 hard enough with her ankh that she inflicts knockback. Luckily 1 should be flat-footed at this juncture from the trick. (maybe?) Let me know what DC I need to hit for that, and I'll make the preparations I need.
  4. I vote for Twilight Club and Hardwick Park - but I'm a bit biased!
  5. Judy smiled as she watched Leroy row, enjoying the way the movements made his muscles work, and took a drink from her water bottle. Ashley wasn't smiling at all but she had made a point to sit where Leroy couldn't see her in the boat - but where Judy could. "Ooh, and let me be your dragon princess?" she asked with a smile at the fantasy. "Ah think Ah would like that, Leroy." She never had watched that show on HBO with all the nudity and violence, neither of which were things she was particularly fond of in her entertainment. "But we'd have to land somewhere," she suggested, "or how would we ever go anywhere? Ah don't think Dio's gonna fly down and buy us groceries whenever we want it."
  6. Aquaria followed Sgt. Shark, feeling rather itchy herself. She was sorely tempted to suggest they ignore the alarm but she knew it was the responsibility of the strong to build up the weak, especially once the alarm turned out to be a general message the city of London's government was broadcasting to registered superheroes in the area. A train had struck something on the tracks of the Cannon Street Railway Bridge and had been partially derailed, injuring dozens of people, and now faced the possibility of falling into the Thames. Only the lateness of the hour (and thus the sparse population in the train) had prevented anyone from dying; and if they didn't move fast, that might change! Aquaria made a deep, sharp noise in the back of her throat and hopped towards her armor, realizing that there was no Freedom League here to roll in and save the day!
  7. Sea Devil made a gesture for the squid-aliens to guide them to the imprisoned Surfacemen, frowning unhappily as she went. They were certainly intimidating the weak, pathetic little squid-things effectively enough, but actually getting them to change their minds about their intentions was going to be considerably more difficult. If they would just argue instead of flinching so! She struck her trident against the ground as the heroes followed the directions of the now-cowed squids, heading deeper into the guts of the alien spaceship. If they trouble us again, I will begin destroying walls! she thought with annoyance. Why have you done this? she demanded of them. What is your plan?
  8. Hm. I suppose I find myself wondering how this character is going to interact with the rest of the world - her connections to the World of Freedom seem pretty thin.
  9. Before a lot of emotion gets invested in the math, I want to say that I do not like this character sheet as written. You should dial back the powers significantly - and perhaps find a central theme with more cohesion.
  10. Okay, I edited my post - go ahead and post!
  11. I know about doctors. The four words conveyed a lot. I'm not my mother, I- Judy stumbled over the thoughts, hands gripping her desk, and a distinct image of someone equal parts loving and stern came flashing across the link. For a moment, Judy almost quieted entirely, guilt and grief at the edges of her thoughts, before she thought back, I know things aren't bad just because they're not Christian. But you ask me, people around here should be a little more careful about what they believe in. I used to think it was crazy to say that demons had horns on their head and pitchforks, but you saw what they taught us in class! Indeed, Hell was real and had invaded Freedom City at least once already.
  12. I see and hear things I don't want to see all the time, she admitted, more honest inside her head than she'd ever have been out loud. A cacophony seemed to leak through as she 'spoke' to Lulu, half-heard music, voices, and other things. I'd turn it all off if I could. But in the cold logic of the universe, or maybe as part of God's wonderful plan for her life that she just yet didn't fully understand, she'd never be able to do that for more than a few hours at a time for the rest of her life. How do you stand it?
  13. Judy tensed, jerking upright in her chair. She read the note in front of her, brow furrowing, and then had a realization. Wait - she can see me?! She'd always known that was possible, which was why she and Ashley typically kept up their masquerade even in private, but the thought was still a little unnerving. Not too unnerving, since people had been doing that her whole life and Lulu was another girl...but still. She shot a glance at Ashley, seriously considering awakening her bodyguard, before she raised her right hand. If she was being psychically spied on, she needed to know about it before she said anything. The first thought that came through the connection was a firm Are you spying on people, Louise Beaumont? She realized, to some annoyance, that she sounded exactly like her own mother in her head.
  14. "Has the name "Midnighters" or some variant been used on this board before? I've seen it pop up in enough places that I don't remember." -there was a short-lived superteam of monsters, but in-universe the existence of the Midnight legacy would make it sound a little odd.
  15. May 2019 Claremont Academy Dorms Night-time For once, Ashley was the one who was asleep - stretched out flat in her bed, wearing the fluffy flannel pajamas that Judy had bought her for her birthday, gun tucked under her pillow. The lights were dim, but that was no matter to Judy, who'd been able to see in the dark ever since the terrible day when her powers had developed. She had a heat-blocking sleep shield when she needed it, but she didn't need it right now - didn't want it, anyway. So Judy was awake, leaning back in her desk chair, listening to the noises of the city. There was a lot to hear. Freedom Cityians always seemed to have something to say to each other...
  16. It's not specific, but I'm going to put down a marker on you need Fort Immunity if you're going to have 0 Con.
  17. Aquaria leaped forward and caught the other end of the fish in her mouth. She made play with the remaining half, chewing at it messily and very audibly, until the juices ran down her broad, muzzled face. (Normally she'd just have swallowed it whole, but she'd probably have needed to vomit up the bones afterwards and that sort of thing would probably have put a damper on her plans for the evening.) The maneuver brought the two of them very close together, faces nearly touching. She rumbled low in her throat, a sound that in the open air made a deep throb, then did it again. "A big male like you must eat whenever he likes," she croaked, her intent plain. "Do you want to eat more? Because if you do..." There was, at that moment, the distinct sound of an alarm from somewhere in Sgt. Shark's house...
  18. Multicolored energy crackled along Aquaria's trident. the equivalent of incoherent muttering for a Surfacer, before she turned on the cowering squid. She had no fear of showing dominance to these weaklings (a Deep One tribe would never have faked a surrender), but she knew too much force would make them useless. She trusted Asad and Sgt. Shark to scout ahead, knowing that her ability to speak to the squids made her more valuable here. She spoke to them slowly, having to stop to translate for her two colleagues with the occasional bellow. Pay attention. We are saving you. Where is that one going? And where are you keeping the Surface-Men?
  19. Wadjet draws and fires on the cultist in the door. http://orokos.com/roll/725688 = 19! We've been picking at him Tou-wise, she'll keep at it - that's DC 23 Tou.
  20. Complications: Domo Arigato: Eira is a robot; things that work on the living do not work on her, while things that work on machines work all too well. This Flesh: Is Eira's disconnection from the flesh a result of her cybernetic nature, or just because she's sixteen? Either way, she's eager to feel things. Uncanny Valley: Eira is perfectly human on the outside. But sometimes creatures, and people, with particular sensitivities will get a strange vibe off her - as if she is the dead brought back to life, or something that never was alive.
  21. Once inside the house, Aquaria stepped out of her armor. It meant a loss in height and bulk, but there was something liberating about it as she stretched her muscles, reaching her free hand back to run her three-fingered hand through the short crest atop her head. Underneath she wore a few straps, and a forest of blue tattoos over her green and white skin, glistening in the interior illumination. "A housewarming present," she said, hefting the fish in her other hand. "It lives still, see?" Sure enough, the big carp she held was still wriggling and twitching feebly. "Shall I cook it, or would you rather..." Here she showed her teeth; not quite as impressive as Sgt. Shark's, but ferocious enough for all that - Deep One teeth being made for rending and grinding flesh as much as tearing off great chunks, in a smile that was seemingly pleasant. "eat?" She offered the fish to him, head-first.
  22. All right, we're talking-as-a-free-action with gusto here - @RocketLord, let me know if this is gonna work, then I'll post for Wadjet (as her action will change based on what her boss has worked out.)
  23. "Thy people are spilling the blood of mine," replied Lady Horus with authority. "Get them to stand down, and we can talk. I can show you power like you've never seen..." Outside, Wadjet stepped back from the startled target of her knifing and put a shot into his midsection, pausing for consideration now that both her main attacks had failed. "Gonna try the eyes!" she called loudly enough for her mentor to hear, not particularly caring if anyone else heard - after all, the code word didn't actually indicate what she was going to do.
  24. Watchdog jumped slightly, and shot Lulu a deathglare while she figured out what she was supposed to do next. This was, Ashley reflected, one of those moments when she had to wrestle with the bounds of staying in-character and the bounds of staying a viable part of Judy's peer group. It would be entirely in-character for Watchdog, the traumatized survivor of a dictatorship run by psychic vampires, to take violent exception to unauthorized mental contact. But if she even made like she was going to pull her gun out, it was going to be a cold day in Hell before anyone socialized with Judy again as long as she was in the company of her overprotective big sister. These were the sorts of scenarios she worked out in her head late at night when she'd put Judy to sleep by draining her powers, and the sounds of radio waves passing through the air of a Claremont evening were her only company. Judy, who was savvier about these sorts of tensions than Ashley typically gave her credit for, interrupted with a sudden, "Ah know what it's like, Davyd. I have very...difficult powers too." People didn't like it when you told them their powers were scary or bad, even if you were just trying to commiserate with them because you'd gotten the bad luck too. "And maybe Ah, uh, don't have parents around here, but you've gotta be honest with them." Ashley wasn't so sure about that at all, but it was definitely not her place to say that.
  25. Aquaria stared at Sgt. Shark, by no means the first female to be thoroughly gobsmacked by a male. Is he...no! She had not traveled all this way to be put off by his strange sense of fashion - or his strange choices. "Hello, Sergeant," she said with a coquettish croaking growl. She hopped close, standing within inches of him, ready to leap backwards if he got too fresh. He really was a magnificent specimen of manly virtues, even if he did insist on wearing clothing. "I came to help your friends. And for you." She inhaled, nostrils flaring, and let out an amused snort as her giant eyes flicked from one side to the other, taking in the rest of the corridor. "You should let me in before those outside know I am here..."
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