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As the bee swarm faded, leaving behind unspeakable carnage among the gangsters and bikers on the street, suddenly a gateway opened in the street and a girl stepped out. None of the heroes knew the petite blonde with the young face, who looked the near side of sixteen and small for her age beyond that. But when she laughed, it was a cold, grey laugh like something from the depths of Hell itself. "Judgement day has come and the Fens will pay for their sins! I am the avenging angel of Wrath! Ahahahahah!" And with that, she made a gesture in the air and a gout of fire erupted from the air in front of her and blasted the tenement across the street from the warehouse: it had been too far away to be hit directly by the bee swarm, but the insects had chewed and bitten at the windows, and now the people inside were screaming as insects and fire alike poured their way in to burn and bite and pour down the unholy, murderous wrath of heroes gone mad upon the innocent citizens of Freedom City!
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Boo! Don't forget that all the gangsters in the warehouse almost certainly had their flesh eaten off by robotic bees. Quickstep is arriving from the pages of Pale Moonlight now. She will appear (and do SHENANIGANS) at 14 on the initiative count.
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Blue Jay is up now
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"I'm just teaching them who they should be afraid of, you filthy, stinking sack of entropy-ridden meat," said Dorothy with an eerie look of calm on her too-young face, her voice as void of emotion as if she was reciting a laundry list. "And now it looks like it's time for me to go. I'll see you again soon, though," she added coldly before stepping back into a portal behind her, the air rippling as she tore open a wormhole to a far-distant dimension. Warp just had a glimpse of a dirty-looking warehouse and the distinct droning of what sounded like some sort of gigantic mechanical bee before the portal slammed shut again, leaving her on the stage with the murderous, albeit disarmed, Blue Jay.
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Ah, but remember, with the HP, that's a _33_, not a 23.
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Flying brick punches the wall with all out power attack, inflicts a DC 35 Tou save on the already damaged structure, and starts to bring it down. The whole place requires a combined total of STR 100 to hold up or it will come down on the heroes and the last trickle of civilians at the end of the next round. -
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The pavement seemed to swarm up like liquefying mud around Erin's feet, trying to snare her and hold her down, but she kept running and pulled her way right out of him. Mark took a page from Trevor and didn't panic, despite his horror as cars around them ran off the road and smashed into each other (albeit at the low speed of a commuter in the city) to avoid the rampaging speedster and the Night Cycle. "I can't hold her when she's moving that fast!" he shouted above the wind, trying to take a page from Trevor and focus on the moment rather than how he felt at the sight of his friend gone insane. "If we want to bring her down, we've got to stop her running!" Meanwhile, down below, the flying goon from the Labyrinth didn't seem to take kindly to being ignored. "You..what!? Listen, pal, I'm the top of the line in genetic engineering! I'm a masterpiece of science! Just because your friend is going crazy is no reason for you to suddenly get all high and mighty! Maybe it's time I cut you down to size, Mr. Giant!" He threw a wild punch at Cobalt Templar that managed to miss the giant by a mile, but did hit the wall next to him, making the entire building rumble as stones began falling from the already damaged ceiling of the battered subway station. "Uh, whoops..." -
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Edge: Clinging to Trevor on the back of the motorcycle, Edge attempts to grab Wander with his Move Object. Grapple: 39 -
Just give me a Reflex save vs DC 22 (for a Snare) and assume that you are blinded (yes, even the fancy senses) in the tunnels. DC 20 Survival check to navigate as if sighted.
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While that might have taken a few years off Mara's life, she was able to make the following determination:
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Have an HP, Fox, as Jill is currently stunned rather than unconscious. And possibly a change of underpants! Give me a DC 25 Knowledge: Technology check.
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When the taser hit Jill, her head spun 180 degrees on her neck and she SCREAMED a wordless cry of inhuman rage in Dragonfly's face, mouth gaping wide to expose hungry, gnashing grey teeth and eyes that blazed black and red fire in Mara's direction, sizzling so hot Dragonfly could feel the heat pouring from the twin gouts of flame on her girlfriend's face as if she was welding with a propane torch without a mask on. A moment later, her head whirled back to face the rest of the Interceptors, and she looked at them with the same anger and disgust as before, as if the whole terrifying display of her hellish inner nature had never happened.
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Sage: 35 Wander: 26 Cobalt Templar: 24 Cannonade: 21 Midnight: 20 Edge: 17 Flying Brick: 17 Redbird: 13 -
26 She is entangled, not snared.
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Blod is up.
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He can't reach her this round, but he can head in her direction,y eah. -
Whistler folded his arms and stared at Gabriel, not moving but not otherwise backing down. For a moment Gabriel thought he was going to have trouble with this one, before Whistler moved his lips in a slow, deliberate speech that the Irish-American hero could read without being able to hear. Whistler pointed to where Singularity was sitting down inside her cell, face white but no longer panicking. It was hard to tell whether his powers had actually worked through whatever automatic sonic baffles kept Whistler in place, but the other man wasn't moving from the spot even with the glass around his cell still fully retracted. Behind Gabriel, the guards were trying to get their blasted-open panel working, but with no results. "Can't call out, can't get out with the two shafts blocked...this is a nightmare." One of the guards, the woman who had been working with Miss A earlier, said to Gabriel seriously, "Listen, man, I heard your friend hit the bottom of the elevator. The only thing down there is the reactor, and if he gets to that and overloads it with his pike, he can collapse the mountain. That's our last line of defense here, in case of a full Omega-level event. It'll kill everyone in the prison." she added frankly.
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I'll say the roof has the same Tou as six inches of stone, which happens to be Tou 7. It takes 10 on the save for a total of 17, failing the Tou save by 17. Which means it collapses. But not on anyone! Stupid die roll in chat getting in the way of Erin's murder spree. Why is the crazy person so un-Wrathful? :evil: -
A normal teenager would have been turned away in a hurry, but not Myrmidon, a respected young hero. This close, John could see the fear that the security guard was trying to suppress. "Star Knight went insane at the courthouse this morning," he said shortly, "she killed a defendant and his lawyer on the courthouse steps, and two inmates when she opened fire on the jail. We tried to call her back here, but she flew in the roof and said we were all against her, and then she began attacking everyone! We've already lost people and-" There was another tremendous crash from inside, knocking loose a shower of debris, that finally sent the guy running, sheparding his charges from inside the building but leaving this super-disaster to a superhero. - Inside at that moment, Fleur and company stepped out of a flower just as Star Knight came crashing down through the ceiling. The armored heroine had blood on her armor and was covered in dust, and was standing over the smashed-dead body of a guard that had fallen through the hole just ahead of her. "Hahaha-oh hey, Fleur and Gaian Knight," said the maddened space knight from inside her armor, sounding maniacally pleasant. "Are YOU going to give me a speech about how I should start pulling my punches when dealing with the criminal scum of the universe? Because let's not fool ourselves, I'm getting _really_ tired of hearing that, and I am not afraid to PULL YOU UP BY THE ROOTS! Ahaha!'
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The trip west across the ruins of North America was eerie, especially since it was so deserted, albeit fast enough thanks to Bee-Keeper's speedy armor. There were no animals save the occasional distant bird or scuttling mouse, all looking to belong to no earthly species, and the heroes lived on wild plants and preserved food as they made their trip. From their ersatz flying bus, the heroes could see for hundreds of miles around them every day that Bee-Keeper scooped them up and began the slow, cautious flight across Ohio and Indiana, frequently dipping low beneath the skyline or pausing altogether in a deep forest to make sure no one was spying on them. There was no way to be sure the measures helped, but none of them wanted to take any chances. Along the way, Steve talked about what he knew of the spaceship in Chicago: it was owned by the Lor officer assigned to the military protectorate of Earth, one who had decided his responsibilities included living and working among superheroes. Steve had only met Captain Neutron once (as the blue-skinned Lor called himself), but he remembered the man's interstellar craft well enough. If it was there, and if it had been copied accurately, perhaps that was something they could try. Now that they knew the grim risk to all their friends, they knew they had to try anything. But then, not far outside Chicago itself, something remarkable happened. On the morning of the second day, in their campsite near the Indiana Dunes, the heroes opened their eyes to something they hadn't seen since their arrival. The _Sun_. Well, not _the_ Sun, but the perpetual cloud cover over their heads that had warped their sense of time and direction was gone. The star overhead was a little larger than the Sun, and perhaps the wrong shade of yellow, but there it was, its outline partially eclipsed by one of the gigantic black squares that marked the passage of day and night on the ringworld below, the square gradually fading into invisibility like the Moon after an eclipse. And from that just-off-blue sky, there came a streak of light, a tumbling, fast-moving object that disappeared into the Chicago skyline nearby with a faint boom, and then a sudden silence.
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That looks fine, go ahead and go, TK
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That works. Go ahead and post, BR
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OK, this is a cool maneuver, so I'll allow it. if it works, BJ will lose whatever APs in her array she's not actively using. Rav, roll your Notice to oppose.
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"I'm counting on you three to be the first line of defense for the rest of the school," said Summers gravely. "Along with whatever members of Young Freedom have not already been corrupted. If the worst does happen, you will delay Young Freedom long enough for the rest of the school to rally your defense. Your defense will defend our school _and_ the world from what could potentially be the gravest threats it has ever faced. There is some risk involved, but if you think it's too dangerous..." It was the sort of implied question no teenage hero could answer any other way, and so within a few minutes Summers was leading them all downstairs to the big security vault underneath the administration building. There was plenty to do down here, even once Summers had left them: detailed diagrams of the top floors of the building, non-lethal weapons like electrified net guns, glue bombs, and other devices designed to hold supervillains or rampaging seniors alike, and lots and lots of material about their enemies. Young Freedom, or, rather, the enemies passing for them, certainly sounded grim: Kinigosi were evidently a race of predatory carnivores with an appetite for the kinds of heavy metal found in human bones, where electronic intelligences like Sharl were notorious for being among the most brutal of killers of superheroes. Upstairs, eventually Summers gave the signal that Young Freedom was arriving and turned on the monitor inside his office. The black and white feed from behind the front door wasn't great quality, but he'd explained this way there was no way to jam it at this frequency. Young Freedom came in and took their seats, and Sharl, looking edgy and nervous, like a coke addict maybe, started explaining what had happened: how Young Freedom had crossed into another dimension and allied with the murderous cyber-intelligences there, had 'persuaded them' not to be evil anymore through some shaky-sounding mechanism, and then returned carrying their biological weapons back to Freedom City. And then the signal, despite Summers' promises of earlier, began to fuzz out...and then it all happened at once: Citizen shoved his hand through Summers' chest, causing sparks so bright they seemed to fry out the camera for a second. Just as everyone down in the Vault was on their feet, the signal cleared up again; Young Freedom was all standing over the burnt corpse of Duncan Summers while Wraith bent low over the body and began to tug and yank his flesh open...
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Suddenly, Citizen re-appeared. Not from the deactivated emitter, but from the little rotating holographic display on Summers' desk that had once held a picture of the Lor homeworld. Six inches tall, Sharl's appearance might have been comical under any other circumstances. "-my god! You guys!" he yelled, waving his little hands frantically. "That shouldn't have hurt a human! That shouldn't have done anything to him! That kind of electromagnetic charge would only have hurt a machine, I don't..." He raised his head and yelled as if to thin air, "Miss A! Miss A! Miss A!" His eyes widened as he did so, and he said, "She's not...she's not answering, but...I'm tapped into the city's network. This whole city is going crazy! Heroes are fighting each other, they're...some of them are murdering people," he said, hand briefly over his mouth. "Papercut, turn my emitter back on!" he said urgently. "I have to get Tronik and we have to get out of here! We can't risk them _or_ the bioweapon getting cracked open in whatever this is! I don't even know if this is the right universe. We can come back and-" Suddenly, the lights in the room flickered and went out; only sunlight, the exit lights, and the illumination from Sharl's teeny projector illuminating the room. "We've got to get out of here and back to the Wonderbus, now!"