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"Wheee!" yelled Mark as he rocketed past all of them, cartwheeling merrily before rebounding off the ceiling with a faint thump. "I'm okay!" he added, swooping back down and rubbing the top of his head. "That was awesome! I love space." He didn't really have much control over where he was going, but that didn't seem to bother him much. "Coming through!" he added as he swooped past Erin and Trevor, pausing for a moment as he kicked off another wall. "Whew, this is exhausting," he added, the all-too-human Mark sweating a little, "but great. We should go to the Moon sometime and try this. There've got to be bad guys up there."
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ic And Countless Screaming Argonauts [IC]
Avenger Assembled replied to trollthumper's topic in Midtown
Suddenly, the statues of the first Bowman and Arrow directly behind Devil Ray came alive, wrapping their powerful arms around the armored supervillain and holding him fast. Edge was concentrating on the man, the air around him seeming to vibrate as the animate statues wrapped their arms around him in a mighty grip. "Listen, you need to surrender now before you actually make my friends and I mad," said Edge firmly, Mark's usually-cheery persona a little thin with his family's history so threatened. "You're what, bulletproof in that thing?" The armor creaked slightly in the grip of the heroes of the past. "If I can do that to you, what can I do to these other guys? We are mighty heroes and you are a bunch of history pirates!" -
ooc And Countless Screaming Argonauts [OOC]
Avenger Assembled replied to trollthumper's topic in Archives
Edge inspires as a full-round action (-1 HP) He then surges (I'll go ahead and spend the HP to cancel fatigue now. He reaches out and grabs Devil Ray with his Perception Range Damaging Move Object (standard) Grapple check: DC 48 I'm declaring now that I'll spend an HP to make him reroll and take the worse of two if he beats that. -
9 Harrier goes on 9
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"Thank you both for coming," said Bowman IV seriously, the heir to the historic heroic legacy shaking Carson and Tarrant's hands with a firm archer's grip. He smiled, all cocky swashbuckler for a moment, at Tarrant and Gabriel's comments. "Hey, at least you didn't have your junior high prom pictures up there. I still can't believe Bowman kept those old shots," he joked. Growing more serious again, he went on, "Doctor MacLeod, Mister O'Keefe, thank you for coming. As I'm sure you know, with the League's focus on international and interstellar affairs recently, we've been looking to recruit local heroes with a solid reputation for dependability, courage under fire..." he gestured to the wall behind them, "and saving the day when it really mattered. You both have been highly recommended, from both Fleur de Joie and Freedom Angel, who unfortunately couldn't be here today, and looking into you we've found nothing but praise for you and what you've done from everyone in town. And beyond." He took a breath and added, "Now, this isn't a formal induction ceremony, that'll have to wait until the rest of the League gets back from Argentina. But if you're interested, we'd like to offer both of you a space in the Freedom League Reserve."
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Gabriel, Gaian Knight, Fleur de Joie, and maybe other people deal with some bad stuff, man. (I don't want to give it away!) Also, the first two guys join the Freedom League.
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The Devil Shovels Coal (IC) August 1, 2012 Freedom Hall The invitation had come by mail to Carson O'Keefe and Tarrant McLeod, an official Freedom League dispatch that invited both of them to Freedom Hall on the morning of August 1, 2012. Though it had said nothing about their secret identities, a summons from the Freedom League to two superheroes had a special weight all its own! It was a warm summer's day as they arrived, the streets of Freedom City were bustling with people and the usual tourists around Freedom Hall were out in full force, taking pictures and looking expectantly around for arriving heroes; though of course they had no way of recognizing most heroes if they had come without costume. - Fletcher Beaumont IV might be the rookie among the League proper, but he was still a veteran superhero. All that aside, he was nothing but polite to the Freedom League reservist who was one of the reasons they were there in the first place. "I know it's a little weird, but every place likes to welcome the new guys a little differently. Johnny had a big surprise cooked up for you and your group back in the day, but that thing with the Bee-Keeper sort of got in the way..." He and Fleur de Joie were sitting in the small private meeting room the League reserved for inductions; the League's golden seal on the wall and its Latin motto today joined by the pictures and newspaper articles illustrating the most famous cases and adventures of the heroes Gabriel and Gaian Knight, the newest prospective members of the Freedom League.
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"I'm fine," said Citizen, shaking it off as he rubbed his lightly-burned hand. "I don't get hurt very much while I'm projecting, so it was just surprising." He shot a glance at the others, still mindful of his counterpart's evident secret, and modulated his tone. "I am undamaged. I am in contact with my counterpart; he indicated that the mission on the surface is proceeding according to plan. Perhaps we should adjourn to the upper level and wait for their return. If we are sighted alongside our dimensional counterparts, we may have difficult questions to answer from our superiors," he extemporized to his Corbin and Warren with a glance upwards. Across town, Sharl floated across the room and gathered up the box of vacumn tubes. He felt no more guilt about potentially stealing from these people than he would about robbing a human on Erde; indeed, the thought of a population of humans he could work out his frustrations on was at least momentarily appealing. At least until he remembered that other Tronik, and the memories of his counterpart. His eyes twitched momentarily towards the Koshiro who'd spoken up for him, geniunely surprised by the concern, but he shrugged off the way the other Koshiro acted. It was better than most. "Several of these units are intact, and should suffice to complete our purposes."
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A flash of light and a tunnel in the sky transported Young Freedom home from the Silver Tree, the scene at the Martel estate looking for a moment as if they had never left. If you ignored their battle scars, the faint silver sheen now fading from around Wander, and the confused Martel servants wandering around looking for any trace of their mistress. They hadn't been gone that long in the grand scheme of things, just an hour or two when all balanced out, the battle for their lives against the multiverse itself had just seemed to take a hell of a long time! Edge excused himself a few steps away upon their arrival, muttering, "I promised to call my mom if I got kidnapped into any other dimensions today, so I gotta do this. I'll be back with the party in just a second."
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ic Celebrating Liberty Through Meat and Explosions [IC]
Avenger Assembled replied to trollthumper's topic in North Bay
"I know Lady Liberty almost always comes out for the Fourth of July, so we'll probably see her this year. Captain Thunder and Bolt are dealing with the fires in Arizona so that'll probably take up most of their time." Mark said that without a trace of resentment, his old anger at the Thunder Family long since gone for more important things. He listened intently as Trevor laid out the feast, summer meals being something he regarded as important indeed. "I...I have no idea what mysost is, so let's go for it! And maybe with poppy seeds, I don't think I have to worry about a drug test." He looked up at the clear blue sky again and commented, "First Fourth of July for the new Liberty League. You know, I heard back in '42 for the old League, the ghost of Uncle Sam sent everyone into different eras of American history. My grandpa went to the Salem Witch Trials and almost got burned as a witch! Which is weird because they didn't burn any witches in colonial Salem, but there was something about a really pretty girl and her father taking exception to it, so I dunno." -
Citizen gasped in shock, shooting an involuntary look of horror at D-Gray as he realized what the man's program had actually been modified to do. He shot a look down at the hand where he'd touched him, briefly reassuring himself that his own body hadn't been corrupted. "I see what you tried to do," he said to Chimera out loud as his finger seemed to blur over the keys as he directly interfaced with Lab's security programs. "And it's not going to work. What you did here isn't going to hurt anyone else." he thought with rather less charity to Miss Americana.
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Sharl has DC 25 in Computers, I believe?
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Eugh, creepy. Sharl was not impressed by the Foundry's machine, even though he was oddly disappointed at the same time. Look, they can't all be out to get you, and do you really need more bad guys in your life? Not every Foundry mission has to be about you. "Miss Americana is one of the leading cyberneticists in the world," he explained for D-Gray's benefit, "that's where I came from." Which was true, for what it was worth. "Cost wasn't an issue." Hmming, he tapped the panel in front of him, taking a closer look at D-Gray's programming. he messaged Miss Americana, knowing she was easily-capable of dividing her attention.
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Acinonyx (PL 11 NPC Villian, Tier 1)
Avenger Assembled replied to Cubist's topic in Non-Player Characters
Cubist, Catching up here. If you fix up the notation (saves, powers, etc) to make it match the sheets elsewhere on the site (take a look at Dok's sample builds for the best examples), and make it clear that this character is a comic book supervillain; in grossest terms a Barbara Minerva rather than a character from anthro fiction, we can start moving towards an approval. -
"Hmmm." Lora was definitely growing uneasy around the strange cat, whuffing and whining as if to draw her master's attention to the strange creature. Sharl trusted that Kimber wouldn't have a dangerous pet, but explaining that to a dog wouldn't be easy. "Hang on just a second, I'm going to take her outside." He reached down and fastened on Lora's iridescent blue leash, pulling the unhappy dog along behind him as he headed outside, carefully keeping her from bolting through the wall. Once there, he headed for the alley next to the shop where he petted the dog before snapping his fingers in the air and opening an electronic gateway back to his laptop, where green fields awaited. "We'll talk later. You go eat your steak," he told her, and sure enough the dog obediently trotted through.
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Harrier turned and looked at Wave-Eye, his flat, lined eyes burning with certain intent. "That drone is powerful enough to kill every human being on this ship, and most likely send the vessel itself to the bottom. Go below and get my pike. Run." And with that intent, the man Wave-Eye had met transformed himself back into an Omegadrone, Terminus steel erupting from his flesh as his body bent and warped inward into the grimly spiked, darkly metallic form of an Omegadrone nearly identical to the steel monster risen from the table. His face expressionless and gone, his identity invisible beneath his armor, Harrier faced down what might have been him had things been just a little different. "Are you capable of communication?" he inquired in a metallic voice like something from the grave.
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"This is Lora," said Sharl, bending down and petting the dog's head to reassure her in case the unfamiliar person spooked her. "She's a German Shepard Miss Americana programmed for me." Sure enough, on close inspection, the dog had the faint air of unreality Sharl had, but seemed friendly enough despite that. She leaned close and sniffed Kimber curiously, then whined a little and gave her what might have been a canine's version of a suspicious look. Distracted by the cat, she turned and whuffed, obviously dog enough to know the face of the enemy despite her good nature. Sharl stayed down and kept reassuring the dog, remembering being an alien in a place like this. "We've come on team business," he said to Kimber when he was sure his dog wasn't going to cause a scene by barreling right through her cat. "Are you free for the day? We may need to do some...traveling." He had a feeling the exuberant psychic fragment would be up for adventure, but they were all students, after all.
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Under the assault of the united heroes and their assorted allies from Erde, there was nothing the misplaced monster could do to resist them. With one last punch from Citizen, the monster fell apart, the Hound of Tindalos shrieking into fragments as each howling piece of the demonic dog was torn apart and hurled into the vortex between dimensions. They were left alone in the darkness beneath the old warehouse, left alone with the realization that the real problem here wasn't the monster at all. "This isn't my area, but I think we took care of that," said Sharl, shooting a glance at Corbin and Warren. His own, anyway; even though Rift was before his time, he seemed more trustworthy than the dimensional outsiders. "Are you all right? Do any of you need medical attention?" he temporized.
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"Well, I'm not burning a hole in the floor, and I'm not in danger of getting sucked back into the matrix inside the ring, so that's good," said the blue-tinted Citizen with a pained smile. He looked down at his hand where the ring had come to rest, then back to Corbin. "I don't know how you keep yourself together like this," he admitted to the former (and future!) Cobalt Templar. "I mean, I know you don't project yourself, but just keeping things together and concentrating on them...it's not easy. If I didn't already have experience rebuilding myself, I'd never have gotten this far. And yeah, I'll probably go down. I can't usually go underwater in Freedom City without lots of special equipment; might as well give it a try now."
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Harrier stared after the retreating scientist, dawning realization turning to coldly burning contempt in his eyes. Loud enough for the speakers, and the cameras no doubt there to hear, he called out, "You summoned me to your ship under the pretense of a false distress signal, assaulted another superhero with your drones in order to lure me into a fight, endangering the humans aboard in the process, then recorded everything as a means of discrediting me and showcasing the power of your technology. You exploited my desire to aid in order to further your own power. I compliment you on your strategy," he said flatly, and added in the most vile oath he could imagine, "it was a strategy worthy of an Annihilist." He turned and headed for the door, speaking aloud for the benefit of the soldiers, "I am going below to retrieve my pike and then engage whatever creature is being summoned before it can threaten the lives of the humans aboard this ship. I encourage you to aid me in my task."
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Man, what a jerk that doctor is! Are we still in initiative, SC? (i.e., should I post?)
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"Oh man, this is great!" said Mark excitedly. He clapped Erin and Trevor quickly on the back, delighted to see his friend recovered and everyone looking so happy (well, as happy as Trevor ever looked), and gave Corbin a hug. What the hell, it looked like the big guy had wanted one. "I can't believe we got sucked into the Terminus, took out the most dangerous soldiers in Omega's army, helped save Wander, and we're going to make it back in time for Eve's party. I should never have doubted you guys." It wasn't that Mark wasn't conscience of the magnitude of what they'd achieved; if anything, that made it all the more special! "The interdimensional hellspawn, kidnapping, and the death curses were tough, but this part is great. I think I'm ready to get out of here," he added to the Furions.
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ooc And Countless Screaming Argonauts [OOC]
Avenger Assembled replied to trollthumper's topic in Archives
Edge spends an HP and inspires everybody -
ic And Countless Screaming Argonauts [IC]
Avenger Assembled replied to trollthumper's topic in Midtown
Edge's voice sounded clear as a bell over everyone's commlink, a reassuring reminder that heroes didn't abandon their own. He wasn't very good at hiding, but he could just stick around behind the door and wait to pick off any fleeing bad guys. Given who was doing the fighting, he was supremely confident the bad guys would be running. "All right, Liberty League. This is our place, and they're among the things of our people. Let's go out there and show them that when you mess with the history of heroes, heroes show up and make sure that YOU're history." Mark was pretty offended by bad guys laying their hands on his family's stuff; or even their feet. -
"We live to heal," answered Coyshur, "especially those warriors who have battled the Knight of Entropy himself." The healers led the pair of lovers out of the building, Coyshur pausing near the door to add, "There may be some changes brought by the infusion of cosmic energy," he cautioned her, "but nothing that would injure you. The power of life itself can be potent, particularly when infused into the flesh of a human." Outside, the doors swiveled open again and Wander and Midnight were reunited with Young Freedom outside, a faint, gradually attenuating white glow around Wander's body the only visible sign of the cosmic infusion she'd taken. There was certainly no more mark of evil magic on her, not even to Etain's senses. "When you have finished with your reunion, we have a dimensional gateway," offered Coyshur to the heroes. "Removing you from the Terminus now will help deflect further attention from you. And increase the Madrigal's humiliation, if she cannot pursue even an attenuated vengeance." He smiled faintly. "We observed your combat."