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  1. Avenger Assembled
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    "Is this it? I still can't see anything of the Ark!" Tomorrow was looking around, clearly seeing the bear-men and their little clan, but nothing of the artifact they had come to find. "Unless those spears are bare, some of them must have chipped off fractions of the Ark as weapons. Oh dear, I hope that doesn't cause a cosmic overload..." He removed a device from his belt and began scanning the room with a low hum. "Those lights in the panels must be activated by your presence! They never did anything like this with the League!" The bear-men didn't seem to speak English, but after a moment a clear, resonant voice reached Sunset's 'ears' - right into her brain! It seemed to come from the eldest of the tribe. -You have stirred the great rock to life, and the very walls of our home! Why are you so different from the others?-
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    The OOC
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    As they sat together, Michael told his daughter how the company had provided their services to Johns as security, a necessity when one owned the sheer quantity of artifacts that the late collector had owned. "Twenty years ago, some of our guys were in the area upgrading his emergency vault when the bloody Terminus showed up. Two of our staff guys, Barnhart and Darnell, died keeping the client and his possessions safe." Catharine had seen those faces and names on the Memorial Wall in her dad's headquarters. "Normally I don't have much use for clients who let our people die fighting for them, but what's an old man gonna do against fifty Omegadrones, right? After that, he never spent a dollar on security that didn't go to us; and he helped their kids go to college in the States." -- "Unless it was miscreated in this dimension, the Sword of the Liberator is not dangerous, nor does it have a power beyond the blade. It is simply the sword of the man who dared be a slave no more, and dared end slavery for all men." Steve seemed far away as he spoke, and he was, remembering whispered words from his mother as they crouched in the darkness of the Black Ghetto. "Steelgrave has a personal grudge in the matter. There was-" Suddenly, with a tchoff, the fabric backdrop of the auction's stage erupted inward in a gout of flame as three armored figures burst into the room of screaming patrons. "This is the White Australia Brigade!" called the leader, his armored shell covered in swastikas and other neo-Nazi symbols. "We're here to bring this misbegotten cavalcade of multiculti nonsense to a bloody end! C'mon and take it, you sods!"
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    Fast-Forward was flipping through his magic text at an alarming rate, feeling like Will when he was caught at school by a pop quiz. This scenario was rapidly losing any appeal it might once have had for the veteran speedster - and that wasn't very much appeal at all. "This stuff is so much easier in the movies," he muttered, "where's a lightning bolt and a clock tower when you need it...all right, uh, the Heavenly Chronometer and its distortions!" He pointed to the sky overhead, where a starry pattern was overlaid against clear blue skies like a badly-aligned Viewfinder. "All right, it's right under Sirus, so the source of the distortion must be..." He zipped towards a 'fracture point' in the air at what appeared to be a join between a sign advertising a Camlann tourist trap and an English pub - and suddenly, the air warped once again around the heroes, settling into an entirely new location altogether! Now they were atop a hillock at the center of a hedge maze that seemed to stretch off into forever, faced with two remarkable figures - one was a woman with blue eyes, hair, and brown skin, in a water-logged dress that was nearly translucent; the other was a man with a long white beard and pointy wizard hat who looked straight out of Central Casting. The latter was caught in the branches of a large tree that had grown around him like a cage, but he was reaching his arms out after the witch with a furious look on his face. Almost at once, they both yelled, "You're here! S/he's the cause of all this!" "I am the Lady of the Lake!" yelled the woman, "and this is the spawn of Satan himself! He is-" "Merlin, chief wizard of Arthur's court! This woman has kept me bound lo these many years!" called the wizard, "let me free and I'll help you!"
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    "...yes. The Sword." Steve gave the AEGIS agent an openly curious look, resisting the urge to probe - probe with questions that no one would want to speak of, not if that one had been taken by the forges. "I saw it on the Internet and came here from Freedom City to find it. How have you come to be here, and looking for the Sword?" he asked her as they joined the crowd heading into the main lobby of the auction hall, not far from Catherine and her father. "You have been living in the United States of America." Growing up in the Terminus, where all voices blended together, had made him particularly watchful about such things. When he sat down on one of the ballroom chairs, the metal groaned audibly beneath his heavy frame, but he paid it hardly any mind.
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    With all the speedsters working together, it didn't take long for them to work Anna Cline free of her confinement. "It's okay, honey," she reassured Set in an oddly grandmotherly way, "I know you missed. I guess neither of us are as fast as we were back in the old days." She put her swords away and looked around, asking, "So, do we win the apartment now?" with a wink in her grandson's direction. "No, right now I call the cops and let them know there's a powered Samedi impersonator out there," said Richard, picking up a landline phone that he was quite happy to locate in the apartment. "Loon or not, that guy wasn't fooling around with those powers. The last thing Freedom City needs is another gang conflict. Will, take your nana home, will you? We need to clean up in here before the cops arrive." Meanwhile, Sekhmet had opened a window and found the scent of her enemy - the false Baron had made it just as far as the fire escape and was now running for his life!
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    "As long as it's not libelous," Mark said, shooting a look at Eve for confirmation, "and as long as the rights aren't in the hands of a company other than Castle, they can print what they want about public figures. After all, nobody's really going to believe Johnny Rocket is a zombie. Some of the younger heroes, like the teenagers who didn't go to Claremont, might even think it was cool or edgy. It's a stupid thing to do, since it'll probably cost them more in the long run in lost licensing fees than they'll make in new subscribers, but it'll push short-term sales and that's what they're really worried about now. Hey, I grew up with this stuff." He looked deeply, profoundly embarrassed and added, "Listen, I know my mom has...caused you guys trouble, but she feels really bad about this. This kind of thing is why she's in therapy." Nina had put her phone down and was holding his hand by now. "It's the new management who came in after that snake monster thing. They just want everything to be trendy."
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    Tou Save: http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4408491/ = 18 Oh boy! Think I'll spend another HP (good thing I didn't have to roll anything this round) on a reroll of that http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4408494/ = 28 Well, that's a nuisance. OK, bruisedx2 and dazed. Looks like that last HP may go to being able to act next round.
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    FUNCTIONAL For a moment, as he always did when he awoke from violence to violence, Steve was back in a troop carrier and all his free life the forgotten dream of a soulless machine. But then he felt the cold of the floor against his back, heard the shouts and the sound of searing energy blasts and space warps, and knew where he was and what had happened. He was hurt; metal bones rattled by a energetic blast that would have incinerated an ordinary man. It was clear the power of the Curator entity was greater than his own; that blow could easily have killed the former drone where he stood. His wounds were nothing. They always were. Robotically, he sat up, armor erupting over and from outside his body, and with a gesture he snapped his sword open in his hands, the blade gleaming with a searing white light that was primarily produced by the holographic generators Gina had placed on his power pike. "Come to me, Curator! Come to me and meet your doom!" And leave these science warriors to their work - your destruction!
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    Harrier spends an HP to recover from unconscious as a full-round action. Given his high CON, he passes the recovery check automatically. Given his prone position, he will surge (spending another HP to cancel the fatigue) - he will spend a move action standing up and another move to retrieve his pike.
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    With a single nod, Scavros turned and snapped his spear open. The head parted and exposed a searing red point, one that he used to draw a circle in the air that seemed to cut the stuff of reality itself. A circle appeared in the air that replaced the view of trees and garden behind it, glowing with a cold crimson light that reflected eerily on Scavros' goat mask. "This IS my friendly outfit," he said to Kimber. "My face is far worse." It was tough to tell if the grim Furion had made a joke - it didn't seem like an area where he was especially competent. Stick in the mud or not, he stepped through the gateway first, leading the way into the Silver Tree, the shining world of the Furions! The skies were red today, but a more comfortable red than the world where Eve and Indira had fought Madrigal's Hounds, a cheery color matched by the latticework branches of the Silver Tree. They were on a platform high in the air, higher than the Martel Castle had been, one nearly transparent beneath their feet (or other lower limbs), and before them a handful of silvery-white trapezoids stretched out like a New Age university campus suspended above a grassy plain far, far below, with only thin, glowing cables stretching above to the Tree as its visible support. "We take few prisoners," the Furion began explaining as he led the way across another nearly invisible bridge to the nearest building. "So we have kept the shadow-priestess here, in the Castle of Light and Air."
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    "That is a gecko-spider, a colormorphic creature that...hmm, fills the niche locally that wild cattle filled on Earth in the Bronze Age." Tomorrow had been surprised to see the hanging skin, but didn't look too bothered by the grisly trophy. "The skin is nearly dried, it must be nearly ready for processing." Wrinkling his nose, he added, "I don't smell the meat itself being cooked, so perhaps it was eaten elsewhere." Pressing forward, eventually they found themselves in a spherical room, big as a small stadium - the panels along the way had all lit up at their approach and inside, the round room was downright cozy with lights glowing a welcoming shade of orange shining from every corner. The group of hominids they found in the big 'stadium' room was, however, not nearly so happy to see them. Covering their eyes against what had to be a surprising new glare, the group of a dozen humanoids were hissing and chattering to each other. Heavily furred and muscular, like bipedal or tool-using bears with weirdly human faces, they wore skins like the gecko-spiders over their furry bodies and carried stout-looking spears that might have been forged from some spear. They looked like a family or clan grouping - several big ones, several more that certainly _looked_ biologically female, at least as much as bears did, and some younglings. From the tools, bedding, and food scattered all around, this was their home. Behind the hominids, hung with skins like a drying rack, was the Ark! It glowed warmly, albeit with strange fractures, around places where it looked to have been chipped away, but was otherwise mostly intact.
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    "He's...he's out," said Fast-Forward, reaching up to pat the angry kid on a gigantic shoulder. Sure enough, the savage beating had knocked Unferth deep into unconsciousness, his face bloodied and eyes closed. "Listen, big guy, I know you're real mad he tossed your girl around. But you're just giving Medea what she wants when you act like that in front of her." He pointed to the paralyzed witch, who was frozen in mid-gloat. "All you're doing is giving her a reason to do this again next time she gets out." Walking over to where Volvur had been dragged down to Hell, he added, "I knew a lot of people back in the day who probably didn't go anywhere nice when they kicked the bucket. No reason to rub that in their faces. Let's get these jokers back behind bars."
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    http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4407693/ Bam! He is unconscious. hg, did you want to have Stronghold arrive?
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    Yesss So she needs the first rank of Morph to be able to actually pass for a Wolf
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    She needs Morph in her Wolf Form!
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    Scavros did not relax in the garden as such, but he did seem to blend there. With his arms folded, body motionless, and spear at his side, he looked like a grim garden statue rather than the cosmic godling he was. "Her name is Tarva. A theatrical sort, a proud servant of Taarvon the Undying who left his service for the Madrigal's, and then hers for our prison. Having broken oaths of blood to her world, oaths of ensoulment to Taarvon, and oaths of killing to the Madrigal, she is a tritraitor who would be dead were she a Furion; but such loyalties mean little to those from the streets of Nihilor. An enemy of Nightmare Doom, who you know well from your encounter with her and the others of Madrigal's Hounds." He hmphed. "She spoke of a death coming worse than any she had seen or inflicted, one coming for the Silver Tree as well as all others. One so great as to make even a servant of entropy quail."
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    Nina was sitting back, counting things off on her fingers. "Wait a minute, if Superior was an alien, that must be where the Third Reich got all of their super-technology. I knew all that racialism couldn't have actually worked effectively. And if Superior _was_ an alien, does that mean the Lor sent him to Earth? That's amazing!" She took out her smartphone and began texting away, leaving Mark to take up the thread of the conversation. "Now that we're all here," he said carefully, giving his friends a nervous look, "and now that we know Corbin isn't a crazy monster or something, there's something I've wanted to let you guys know. You in particular, Erin." He bit his lip and said, "My mom, ah, was offered a story. Now this is one she turned down, because I told her to, but it's floating around there and Castle is probably going to print it one of these days. They want to do a Halloween story where all of Freedom's superheroes turn into zombies. I'm really sorry!" he added, "she told them she thought it was really offensive, but that just means they'll probably take it to a different artist."
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    The face so much like his own, one he'd heard described (not unkindly) as "humanity with the serial numbers filed off". What had she been? One of the tens of thousands who had once come to this world in conquest, and now was by her very presence there something so much more. He had no idea who this woman was or what her intentions were, but it was clear she recognized him for what he was. What had she once been; scout? Recon flyer? There was only one choice he could make. He approached her and extended one massive hand to her in the fashion that the humans of this world used to greet each other, and smiled in a way that showed the skin and muscle of his face wasn't quite placed right on the metal bones underneath. This was one of the heavy combat models - the units the Terminus sent to kill superheroes. "Hello. My name is Steve. I'm glad to meet you."
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    Richard hits her with his Paralyze attack Well! DC 25 Reflex save for Medea. OK, which she does not make! Medea is now paralyzed and helpless
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    Fast-Forward's jaw dropped. "Hey, that's...that's not kosher! You helped them murder that girl the other day just for this? That's low, even for you!" "No, no," said Medea with an airy wave, "those two did that one themselves," she said, pointing to where a now-weeping Unferth was futilely beating at the Earth. "That big lummox there, who evidently just forgot about that evening we shared on the banks of the Spree, hmm?" Unferth wasn't listening. "thought he could just shanghai me into doing him a favor. Feh, as if I'd bring that hell-witch back to the Earth. Anyway, Dickie, about that jail?" Fast-Forward smacked her across the face, his backhand swat freezing time solid around the immortal witch and making her as much a statue as the monuments scattered here and there through the park. "You are the _worst_," he informed her.
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