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  1. Avenger Assembled
    Neatly sashaying with every step despite the slight turbulence of the flight, perfectly executing each move despite what had to be awkward chunky heels, Tarva efficiently made her way to her mistress's side. She sat the tray down on Eve's desk, bending a little lower than was really necessary - her dress really was quite low-cut, shaped to her body by carefully applied magic. Then she smiled and straightened up, her hands folded in front of her and head demurely cast down. She made eye contact, though- she knew Eve preferred that. "Of course, Lady Martel. How may I serve you today?" Her voice was warm and rich and sweet, the taste of fresh honey artfully applied to the lips and tongue.
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    It was a tense moment - broken up by a sudden gale of laughter from inside the house behind Jean and Harry. "Whee! I'ma supahero!" Suddenly from down the stairs there came flying a little girl, her short blonde hair rippling in the wind, only to come to a quick landing in her grandfather's arms. Emma Howard was bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, and all of five years old. "I wanna go to the supahero school!" she declared cheerfully, looking around at the adults at the door. "Right now!" "Ssh, honey, let's go help your grandma in the kitchen for a minute," said Harry, deftly handling the stocky preschooler despite his age. He shot a look at Wail and said in a bald-faced lie, "No, it was my daughter who called the school," before he turned and began heading towards the kitchen, his step betraying a slight limp as he went. "Honey, the people from the school are here!" A feminine voice answered from the kitchen; and through the passthrough the others could see Grandma Howard - it was her blonde hair on the little girl's, a middle-aged woman with thick glasses and a bright orange T-shirt who studied the group at the door with suspicion. "Well, uh, come in, come in," said Jean awkwardly, stepping aside wide enough to allow all the heroes into the house. "Dan pulled a late shift at the hospital, so it's just me and my parents. They've been really helpful ever since we moved back to Freedom." The living room set was mismatched plush, the kind that a family might get when shopping for discount furniture. Looking up revealed some unusual decorations against the stucco ceiling - pillows duct-taped to the surface, and lots of them! There seemed to be at least a few in every room of the house.
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    "No, they're all gone," said Racer with a shake of her head, her shadowy form slowly congealing back into a more humanoid-looking shape. "I don't know where, they said they'd tell us when we got on the plane. They had somebody come in and teleport them out to an airport in another city, I didn't know who it was, some kind of psychic who was reading everyone's mind. I sent one of my duplicates through and I snuck back to the DeWitt. I set the warehouse on fire thinking it would get people here sooner, and when I saw it was you and...them," Racer still did not look comfortable around the other heroes; despite the grievous injury she'd dealt Cho, she seemed to be trying to keep her friend between them and the others. "I hid so I could stop you. I wanted...to punish you for stealing Cho from us."
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    While Cannonade bandied words with the crowd, Monsoon took a moment to text Mark. "ALMOST DONE W/TRIP - CALL SOON BB." By the time she turned back to the conversation, Joe was exchanging hot words with the Dutch nationalist leader - words that Nina was ready to answer! The image in Nina's head was clear as spring water - she would smash the woman to the ground, stand on her neck, and shout "ME, YOU FOOLS!" as the crowd gasped in horror. Buuut that wouldn't really help anything, especially with Joe likely to resist even after they'd just fought the enemy together. Maybe I should call Mark - he'd be good at this. But no, she'd decided; she'd started on this mission to do her own thing, and she wasn't about to miss the goal now that they were so close to the end. "I have called myself your enemy today," she told the crowd. "But in truth, a nation's greatness is measured by its enemies." She locked eyes with the nationalist leader as if memorizing her face for later. "Be greater than this!" she told the crowd as she gestured to Kappel. "Be greater than your fear!"
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    "That is MY room! My room, whatever the others say," Joseph replied, his cybernetic voice deep and raspy for a moment. "They were intruders - but no more than that. I had no quarrel with them once they were gone from my space. I will not go mad, whatever they wanted" At the touch of the cobwebs, Gina felt a shock of emotion run up her arm - this was no computer program she was handling but raw feeling, grief and regret and terror cunningly layered together in a matrix of emotions. It was the touch of someone trapped in a tiny space by horror and loss; it was a feeling that was in its own way familiar. "They are waiting outside! I know it! They have locked me in this place that is once prison and refuge; that is neither Heaven above or Hell below, and there is no surcease! If the cowards had not fled, I could have had my revenge then!"
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    The 'Racers' all faded from view in puffs of black smoke, as did the black globe surrounding everyone's field of vision. The only Racer left, evidently the real one, was left standing directly behind Cho - it was the same one that had cut her open so deeply. She was holding the daka crystal, and with a shrill cry, she turned and hurled it out and away down the railroad track, her face strangled with fury and grief. She shouted "<I feel like I'm going crazy! The world is falling to pieces!>" in Japanese before switching back to her accented English. "What are you?!" she demanded of Cho, drawing claws that dripped blood out of her friend's wound. "What are any of you!?" she demanded of the others as she backed away, her eyes visible and wide like a cornered, trapped animal. "None of this makes any sense!" Outlined by the fire, her body covered in a shadowy form with blood dripping from long, razor-sharp claws at her hands, she looked like a vision from Hell itself.
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    And we are out of combat!
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    When the girls were off to Miras' apartment and the bad guy was getting hauled off to jail, Richard went for a run, stopping at the top of the old St. Jehosephat's Church to look out over the Fens. The old neighborhood was still bad, he knew; a place of poverty and petty crime that had never really recovered from the economic catastrophe of the 1993 Terminus Invasion. But things are better than they used to be. I'm better. He thought back to running these streets with Paige back in the day, high as a kite and loving every moment of his misbegotten life. He thought about that urge, there like a spider in the back of his head, to take Doze up his nose to just to see what the new stuff was like. The urge that, from what the shrinks said, would probably be with him until the day he died. But I'm a better man than that. Now. When he was done, he ran home, finding his daughter there to meet him with Paige still at her thing at the library and Will on patrol with his buddies. At the sight of his little girl sitting on the couch and playing on her phone, Richard zipped up and hugged her. "Surprise!" "Aah, Daddy!" She picked up a pillow and nearly threw it at him. "You scared me!" "Love you too, baby girl."
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    "I don't want to have children," said Nina with a firm shake of her head. "...not for many years yet. Too many of my sisters married when they were eighteen, nineteen, and went off to bind their lives around their husbands. I wouldn't even have servants to take care of them here," she added reflectively. "I've never even seen how it would be done...the men breaking in here, do you know who they are?" she asked. "Are they terrorists, criminals, gangsters?" She smiled thinly. "Before I came here, my father warned me that the civilians of Freedom City were nothing but drug-addled criminals and that I should spurn their company with as much force as I spurned their heroes."
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    "Yeah that sounds pretty good," said Fast-Forward, glad that Miras had handled the situation with the unhappy-sounding heroine. "Here, let's all exchange numbers," he suggested, "and we can stay in touch if we hear from scumbags like that guy in the future." He handed the ladies two business cards he produced from his jacket pocket - high-end corporate stuff that bore the cheerful words RICHARD CLINE, AKA FAST-FORWARD "THE FASTEST MAN ALIVE!" with a contact number and email address. "It's mostly my wife who gets the email address," he offered as he quickly wrote down the numbers from the ladies, "but we'll make sure to message you back ASAP. You kids gonna be all right?"
  13. Avenger Assembled
    Looks like there's an error in her Enhanced Con - she needs 14 ranks to hit Con 26 but she only has 12.
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    Fix up your array - designate that you have DAPs as well as regular APs in there.
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    Holly smiled nervously at Starlight before heading back inside, sticking her tongue out at her brother automatically on the way in. When Will was outside and she was inside, Holly joined her mother at the kitchen counter and thought worriedly "<Mom, why is that woman scared of me? Dad didn't tell her about me, did she?>" Outside, Fast-Forward was in fine form behind the grill, reluctantly going easy on the hot sauce he was adding to about a third of the grilling burgers. "Yeah, yeah," he said with a wave of his hand. "A couple days on antacid and she never lets me forget it. Turns out stomach linings are one thing time travel don't grow back," he admitted. "But you'll like this stuff. I do know what I'm doing - I've been grilling burgers, jeez, must be thirty-odd years now. I used to make them in RVs when we were...hey, boy!" he waved affectionately as his son zipped outside. "This is my son Will! Will, this is our friend Starlight, she's visiting us for dinner tonight."
  17. Avenger Assembled
    Love the backstory and most of the mechanics - though not all! Duplication Array 10 (16 pp, PFs: Alternate Powers 4, Progression 4) [24 pp] - I don't understand what the Progression feat is supposed to accomplish here. Note that this is Duplication Array 8 with a 16 PP base power. She actually has 4 (+11) in Drive.
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    Go ahead and add those heavy loads, you sly boots. =D
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    I love the backstory. Things are going to be weird with Enhanced STR and Super-Strength in two separate array slots - but there's no reason it can't work, it'll just need to be watched. APPROVED
  20. Avenger Assembled
    You should put in his Communication distance and his Super-Strength heavy load, just so you'll know that without having to look it up.
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    I like that you've left the lady's fate open - a less interesting character would have had her horribly butchered remains as a means of motivating Blue Stinger, but as it is there's just a mystery for the character to solve. His Complication will probably be a source of interesting roleplay, given the high level of many of our lady heroes! No Sense Motive on him at all? Power math appears to hold up - though I suggest getting Innate on his cybernetic body at this point.
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    For a moment, Erin thought the door she'd opened with Nina wouldn't be passed through - before the princess herself spoke. "I...I was going to get married next year," she admitted, a look of wry humor on her face. "My father had the man all picked out for me; the homosexual son of a Lebanese arms merchant who wanted a tie with the family of Typhoon. It would all be easy enough - he would have his proof he was no deviant, I would be free to do as I liked, and the families would be tied together." Her smile faded. "I told Mark after we started dating. He said that was stupid, and he's right. But it was all I really knew how to do when I came to this country."
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    "I do," Nina agreed. "My paper on Omar ibn Said has been published by the college journal," she added with a note of pride. Erin vaguely remembered Mark talking about Nina pursuing a degree in history. "...and Mark has offered to find me a job after that. He says they can always use an Arabic translator at UNISON." That part of the conversation seemed to make her tense and she rose to her feet, cracking her spine beneath the shelter of the overhanging sign. "Why do you work?" she asked Erin suddenly. "You are a superhero by trade - and even though your country does not pay all but a select few, your lover is one of the wealthiest men in Freedom City. You would never have to lift a finger outside of combat if you desired."
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    Please put all Ref points, GM points, and spare points towards Edge. Edge: Tilting at Windmills Category 5 Fast-Forward: Family Food Drugs and Death Matter Over Mind Harrier: Interceptors: Mia Comrade Frost: The Field Where I Watched You Die Citizen: The Misery of Knowledge Only Hope Science Team Go Teen Romance GMing: Drop the Needle Let's All Visit Kimber's Corpse Still Small Voice The Killers The Fate of All Great Souls And Two More Interstellar 66 Feel It In My Bones Namazu the Savior Guidebook Clock Queen
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    "Time was I'd just have blown it away, rather than let the boys in blue send it up their noses or sell it back on the street at a markup." said Richard. "But the local..." For a moment it looked like he'd been about to use an entirely different word for talking about the police. "Freedom City cops are usually reliable. These days," Fast-Forward added with some heat. This guy's gonna be played by the fattest, sweatiest guy I can find. Actually, even better..."As for you making it onto the show, kid, it's probably not gonna happen." He knelt down till he was almost within striking distance of the fallen druglord. "You see, our show's about supercrime, so we talk about people with flashy costumes, cool powers, the stuff the fans really like." He looked around the room and added, "You're just a small-time punk with a small-time operation, so maybe you'll show up in a kiddie anti-drug commercial or something? "Don't sell drugs, so you don't get your butt kicked by superheroes?"" He looked up at Starlight. "I think that works, whaddya think?"
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