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"I could not agree more, Lady Tiamat!" declared Comrade Frost, boiling out of the ductwork to swarm over the first antibody she saw - instantly flash-freezing the big machine to so much icy scrap in a matter of seconds. The ice vampire seemed to be thoroughly delighted with the siege, a song of delight in his voice as the swirling cloud that was his form moved towards the group of antibodies that had been targeted by Gaian Knight and Tiamat. "But tiny though it may be, it is ours!" He laughed as he approached the other antibodies. "You dogs! You iron sons of whores! You have stepped into house of mightiest of Earth!" Diaphonous arms stretched out in invitation as red eyes glowed from the midst of the Frost-cloud. "Come! Let us see things you are made of!"
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Okay, my attack roll is 26, for a DC 27 Toughness save.
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Grimalkin is up
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It didn't work. The creature took her hit solidly but seemed to scatter at her blow. Underneath those billowing red robes she realized the creature had no central mass, just those blinking red eyes and those whipping chains. The latter suddenly lashed out and ensnared her around the arms, jagged points embedded in the gleaming steel digging right through her super-tough flesh. She was able to tear free before the creature could pull her deeper into its roiling mass, but the effort left long, shallow slashes along her arms that dripped an unfamiliar sight onto the tree-covered slope near the telescope: Triakosia's blood!
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The door swung open and Ruth Ann Li-Toth opened the door to look up at the man and woman on her doorstep. "Oh, hello, Dr. Mendoza!" she said brightly to the man who was her usual pediatrician. "So glad you could make it!" She cast a more suspicious look at the Archetech engineer. "And you must be Ms. Durham. Come in." The Toth house looked quite nice on the inside. There was a new television in the living room and the kitchen was certainly well-appointed for the neighborhood. The subsidized Archetech-built housing on Dublin Circle had been _much_ coveted, Tyrone remembered, back when people were still moving in. They saw their charge at the top of the narrow stairs, looking down at them with a child's burning eagerness. Andy Toth turned out to be a little boy with huge blue eyes and a round head with fuzzy brown hair, the latter mostly hidden by a red cowboy hat. "Are you here to save my toys?" he demanded at the sight of the two new adults. "They need your help!" "We thought he was just playing at first," said Ruth Ann as she followed Alex and Tyrone upstairs, "but he started having nightmares, and then begging us to help his toys...I know my boy, and I know he's not making up stories like this. He needs help," she said, the wood creaking beneath their feet as they headed up to the second floor.
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Eric lit up at the sight of 'his' Erin. From the flash of ready smile and the wide eyes, he certainly looked like a young man very much in love. "Erin, why didn't you tell me you had superhero cousins?" he asked her with a teasing smile. "They were the ones fighting that big fish monster down by the water. I got some good shots for the motion project, I'll have to show you later." He had a faint accent as he spoke, nearly British but not quite. "But later can wait. Come on, Keeley, was it, and Jessie?" he said, gesturing first to the heroines then to the distant house. "Surely they can come inside and warm up, they'll catch their deaths out here in those clothes." ---- As Midnight and Redbird roared down the short little street that led to the White house, the rest of the heroes were in fine form back in the neighborhood they had rescued. Nina was entertaining Rachelle and a growing group of children with her stories of battling the beast, telling them with great authority, "And this, children, is why you must learn to defend yourselves! The outer world may be full of enemies, but victory comes from within." Edge circulated through the crowd too, helping defuse any tensions right alongside Cobalt Templar, and turning what might have been a panicked retreat into just another Christmas party. Monster attacks were terrible - but superheroes showing up to save the day were pretty great!
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Are the antibodies not objects? If they are not objects, he'll just use his Vampiric Damage for a DC 27 Toughness save.
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March 1, 2015 Dublin Circle This little cul-de-sac in the Fens has a little more character (or at least a little more prosperity) than the rest of the neighborhood - there's a mom-and-pop Vietnamese eatery in one corner and a few hair salons in another, and while the row housing is old it's very well-maintained. There's a reason for all that. Almost four years ago a gigantic alien limb smashed into a row of tract housing and old warehouses on this street, smashing them to rubble and leaving behind a rotting mass of hideous misshapen flesh. In the years since, Archetech has cleaned up the mess, rebuilt the area, and paid money to encourage new residents to move into the circle. Which meant that when a little boy named Andy Toth reported hearing voices, voices coming from his toys, that little Andy was Archetech's problem. Andy's caregiver, a single mom named Ruth Anne, had called Archetech first - after all, as she'd said on the phone, it was probably Archetech's fault her son was hearing voices! Who knew what had sunk into the water, or what had been picked up and built into the new house where they lived? Ruth Ann had also called her local free clinic for a second opinion - which meant that today (all unknowing), there were two superheroes headed for the small Toth house, Monkey Wrench there to investigate on behalf of her new employer, and Graft on his way to see a very unusual patient!
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He will head for Group 9 - what a great way to get Tiamat to like him! He'll go ahead and use his Drain Toughness attack since he's acting as support here. http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4788981/= 26! Hmm - should maybe get him some Takedown Attack! Anyway, that's a DC 22 Reflex save vs. a Toughness drain, losing a maximum of 12.
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What groups can Frost reach with his Flight speed? (Flight 1)
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The police had arrived by the time Fleur returned to the Quitman Building, which is what the GBN tower seemed to be in 1927. Luckily this seemed to be something that Daniels and his crew were more than familiar with. While Fleur and her no-nonsense companion went through the back, Daniels and the rest of their group took charge of explaining to the Freedom City police what all these frozen, drugged cultists had been doing in the Quitman's basement. Inside, having reemerged from behind the furnace, Frost was working quickly. "Good good! Just in time!" He had a yellow legal pad in hand, one covered in scribbles, and he tore a sheet free before handing the rest over to Fleur's associate. "Make sure your authorities see this so that cultists have no further chances to crime, eh?" When he had the notebook away, he used the sheet he'd torn free as guide to sketching out a big circle on the stained, half-frozen floor, chalk in his hand to begin tracing the circle itself. "Most of work has been done already! Need only inscribe circle, just so, to open gateway through this world's Nifleheim..." --- Warlock told the heroes the story of the World Freedom Society on the way to the Invisible Pyramid, which from the look of things seemed to be located in the middle of Liberty Park. The World Freedom Society had been formed back in the 1920s by Dr. Albert Daniels (which, come to think of it, explained where their companion from the warped version of this timeline had gone) to combat cultists like the Anopheles, Aeonists, and the others who would use evil magic or alien science to destroy the world. When the age of heroes had begun in the 1930s, superheroes had joined the WFS - giving them the muscle they needed to stave off threats like Malador, the Unspeakable One, Hades, and "other things too terrible to mention!" Warlock himself was a recent graduate of Eldritch Academy - the training school for heroes around these parts. Some names were familiar, some were not, in the history of heroes and villains he gave. For the most part it sounded like this world had been threatened by things outside of the usual human experience; for example Hitler had been killed by a swarm of star vampires escaped from their Nazi captors. In some ways this was a world like theirs - a dragon escorted by a flight of giant bees (not to mention a flying man and an earthen knight) certainly got stares and attention, but the people mostly took them for granted the way they did back in Freedom City. There were pictures and waves, but they could have been visiting any city back on Earth-Prime. The Invisible Pyramid, despite the name, wasn't actually invisible - it turned out to be a big Egyptian-style pyramid (as big as the top of Pyramid Plaza) right in the middle of Liberty Park, a spectral eye floating over it like the symbol on the back of the dollar. "Good, you can see it! It's only invisible to invaders from beyond space, so you must be all right. Anyway, I know about this because eighty-eight years ago, a message was left for us that the Freedom League would be arriving on this spot, on this date, and that we needed to be there to pick them up." As they headed inside through doors carved with the signs of Horus the Avenger, Warlock went on, "This was actually a very important day, but like I said, most of the Society is in outer space right now, fighting the Star-Cannibal Horde." A smile crossed that tentacled face as they stopped in the middle of the marble foyer, engraved with the seals of various magical societies. "So you just get me!"
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Go ahead and pop back in, KD
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"Holy crow!" exclaimed the man pleasantly, looking around at Erin and Jessie with a very pleased expression. "I didn't know Erin had any superheroes in the family. I wish I'd seen you fighting that monster, I could have gotten some excellent snapshots." He held up his camera, then went on. "I met her in photography class," he added, "and that's what I'm going to do when we graduate." The Polaroid he was holding was old - the kind of thing that only a photography hobbyist would carry these days. "Eric Buhari," he went on, offering his hand to shake. His hands were cold from the outside, but his long fingers had an artist's strength. "So have you heard the news?" he asked curiously, a smile on his face. When neither Erin nor Jessie had, he went on, a little self-consciously, "just before we left, I, ah, just asked Erin to marry me when we graduate, and she said yes."
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The Conqueror of Earth goes ahead and hits the being that just tried to hit him. Attack vs Triakosia http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4788322/= 24! I do believe that hits. OK, that's a DC 30 Fort save vs damage.
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http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4788318/= 18 for Nina
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"Don't be stupid, Aunt Paige." Despite the words, and the fact that she actually was on fire, there was no heat to Ember's words. "Julie's an empath. She can read emotions like a book. Mine, Josh's, the twins...his." She settled down a rock, her flames gradually dying down to a flicker of fire around her eyes. "She must have known. She must have known the whole time. She was willing to let him take Josh to continue the Great Work." The fire went out. "I always thought she was the only decent one of us. The one who wasn't a wimp but who really cared about the family too." She looked up at Paige and said, "All right. All right, goddamit, I'll go with you. But I am going to find a way to take off those mental blocks, and the next time I see Parker Psion, I am going to kill him."
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That's actually DC 27 without use of her Gadgets. http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4787481/Ball 5 is injured! OK, I'll get a new initiative count up (with HP and damage) in the new round.
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The streets in Erin's old neighborhood were busy, or at least busy for Seattle in winter on Christmas. The battle with the Frog-Bat-Lizard had been clearly visible and audible, after all, and though most people had stayed inside with their families (Seattle not being as accustomed to these things as Freedom City), some had come out to see the show. Erin found Jessie standing on the driveway of the house where she had grown up, talking to someone she didn't recognize. He was tall, and handsome, his dark skin making him stand out in the whitebread neighborhood where Erin had grown up. He was wearing a Western Washington University sweatshirt, the same place Erin-Prime had gone. "...yes, everyone's here," he was just telling Jessie. "All the cousins came out for the big day. I'm sorry, I don't remember you," he was admitting, "I thought I knew all of them by now. Erin!" he called, turning back towards the house. "Your cousin Jessie is here!" - "Sounds good to me," said Edge, who busied himself with digging a shallow pit for the bonfire. "Maybe not everybody made it today - but we saved this town and we saved Christmas for all these people, and that's a pretty good day. Cobalt Templar's gonna be back with the fire any minute, he just has to go throw those drones into space." Coming back into the conversation, Monsoon got his attention, pulling him into a conversation with a little girl and her parents. Nina introduced him to Rachelle, the little girl who she'd rescued, and Rachelle's parents, Peter and Miranda Blackstone. "Nice to meet you! Any friend of Monsoon's is a friend of mine!" He added with a grin. He looked down at Rachelle, who piped up with a cheerful, "Monsoon's gonna teach me how to sword bad guys! And I got to ride a robot motorcycle! But now I'm cold!" she added, stuffing her hands under her arms.
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Nina sneered, her eyes narrowing with contempt at the too-familiar sight. "SHADOW." She spat the word. "Vile subhuman dogs. My...I have heard Kantor gained his powers by copulating with the ghosts of dead Egyptian gods." She looked at the walls and added, "I can flood this place. Destroy their work and everything they've gathered - but that would let them continue their disgusting farce on the surface." She looked at Cannonade, standing out of range of the equipment herself. After all, she was far more fragile than the bulletproof Cannonade. "Open the box. See what they're carrying. I hope it's something that carries a long, long jail sentence...even in a Dutch prison." She made it sound like a vacation - which compared to Socotra's infamous prisons it no doubt was.
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Blue and Black will continue to do bupkis to help with the fight. Miss A is up.
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That just hits! I'll say that you're adding +5 to your damage, since you have to fly out there and get back in a move action. http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4787417/= 40 He is unhurt.
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Summers smiled fractionally - or did the lines in his face just get a little deeper? It was hard to tell with the old man. Either way he had a neutral expression on his face by the time the others were paying much attention to him again. "Excellent. Thaelia, Ms. White, Glamazon, Wander - I'm sure you'll have a lot to discuss with each other." He looked at the two young women expectantly. "Thaelia, I'm expecting a full report on what you've learned from your time with Ms. White. Today my job is easy - I give one of my finest students over to one of my finest graduates." He gave them both a serious look that made the temperature in the room drop ever-so-slightly. "Don't make my job difficult."
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"We have a student from another world who is strong, fast, and has had some trouble fitting in with her peers. She reminds me of Erin White a few years ago," admitted Summers. "You might know her as the heroine Glamazon. She comes from a martial people and considers herself a warrior - which means she's a great admirer of yours. In fact," he added, his tone giving great gravity to what might have been light words from anyone else, "she might call herself your biggest fan. I'm an old man, the Freedom League is a surface team, and Nereid is too busy with undersea politics for the surface these days. Thaelia looks up to you like no one else in the superhuman community these days."
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Fast-Forward showed the teenagers one of several alarm panels around the house, and gave them the special password. For this, anyway, the older speedster slowed down. "32783679273 - and the red one's the panic button. That rings for us, Nicholson's meta security, and the Freedom League. We've got some FL kids at the school and they take shenanigans in this neighborhood real serious." He looked at Errant. "You can keep your shoes on, just don't scuff up the place. You don't want to have to cleanup without super-speed, ha-ha," he added with a quick little chuckle, zipping over to rejoin his wife. "We ready to go, babe?" he asked, his arm around her waist. "Bye," said Holly with a little wave to her parents, evidently quite ready to get them out of the house and have her sitters at her mercy - even if it meant her mom and dad were going to be on the other side of the country. But of course her dad had had speed powers since long before she was born. The idea of a cross-country run was something she'd grown up with. "Say hi to Mr. Chu if you see him."
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March 1, 2015 Claremont Academy When Wander arrived at Duncan Summers' office, the headmaster emeritus was there to greet her as if it was still old times and she was still a Claremont student. She'd heard the old man was dialing back these days, gradually shifting the load of running the school to his daughter Callie, but in his black sweater and slacks, he certainly looked as hale and hearty as he ever had. Of course, when you spent a lot of time around Travis Hunter, a generation older than Duncan, maybe the Old Man didn't look so old after all. "Good afternoon, Ms. White," he told her cordially from behind his desk. As usual, thanks to his bad leg, he was seated at her approach. "Thank you for coming. I need you to do for one of my students what Fulcrum did for you when you were a student here." He didn't ask - evidently trusting her answer already. "I understand you've worked with Atlanteans in the past?"