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  1. Avenger Assembled
    Mark falls 30 feet and takes some damage. Bruised and dazed, sure But Electra has said Erin will Interpose herself between Mark and the ground, so instead I'll blow his last HP to that effect.
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    Edge: Edge goes ahead and blasts the thing. Power Attack with his Blast. 26 All right, I'll spend Mark's second to last HP to give Edge Improved Crit on that. DC 38 Tou save Staggered again, which means it explodes!
  3. Avenger Assembled
    The sheet as written has a Fort save, but I've described it as a robot, so! 17 24 And Mark's HP is no help, bleah. Still, that hurt it! Mark's down to his last two HP. Failed by 3, so its Tou drops by 3 to a mean +14.
  4. Avenger Assembled
    Electra and I leave today for two and a half weeks with my folks in North Carolina. We'll still be online, just with a different schedule.
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    Edge stared down at the mime robot, sussing his chances out. Midnight was still clearly in the fight, for all that Mark himself couldn't see through the cloud of midnight mist below. On the other hand, the giant robot couldn't see through it either, and hadn't moved since Trevor had begun his attack. He could just make out the top of the robot's head, not even its eyes, poking out above the gloom, and he decided to take his chances. There was only one way he was going to get down there fast enough to join the fight. Using his knowledge of physics to aid him here, he grabbed the broken shaft of a French flag left on the ground and hurled it down with pinpoint accuracy, then jumped down after it. "Oh wowwwww-!" He took a step forward and hurled himself right off the Eiffel Tower, the wind in his face for a long moment before suddenly the ground blurred and rushed closer, and he landed with a hard bump right on the robot's head! He waited a second, then dodged just as the flag he'd tossed down came crashing down at terminal velocity, punching a hole right in the robot's head! He realized a moment later getting down would be tough, but as he grabbed onto the now-proudly flying French flag stuck out of the mime's metal beret and deep into its circuits, surrounded by Paris in the night, somehow it didn't seem so bad. Of course, with the giant robot still swinging at him, trying to get a grip on the slippery Edge as he hung onto the flag for dear life, it wasn't all sunshine and roses for the luck controller either. Agh, I hope the others are having better luck! He hung on tight, the mime's staggering movements still eerie for all that they were silent, and tried to cover himself in a fold of the steel beret, planning to drop down to the surface as soon as he had a moment.
  7. Avenger Assembled
    Mark is currently down 4 HP (with three remaining) He teleports down to ground level so he can attack the giant mime robot. (fluffing it as 'jumping out and then teleporting') He blasts it. And actually manages to miss! Wow, I'll spend an HP on that. That hits automatically. 18 All right, the giant mime is bruised, staggered and dazed. I'll fiat away his dazed (giving Mark an HP back). He attacks Mark (I'll say Mark doesn't have concealment from him, since I described him as physically touching him) 19 Wander is up.
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    37 Ouch, nat-20! Okay, so the robot takes that hit and is fine.
  9. Avenger Assembled
    Bruised! I'll take it. I assume Erin-Prime continues to flee? (The giant mime robot will continue to ignore her)
  10. Avenger Assembled
    Madame Zero has Ultimate Save: Fortitude...and no Luck to power it, because she's an NPC. Kensoooon! So I guess this is Fiat anyway: she gets a 28 via GM Fiat and shrugs it off. Have an HP, Rene! Weaver is up.
  11. Avenger Assembled
    With the robots off his back, Edge ran to the opening in the safety cage of the observation deck, fearlessly peering down the 1000 foot drop to the pavement below. Midnight had cleaved away the robot mimes and Wander had made her escape with the other Erin. That left Edge alone against ten robot mimes, clawing their way up the tower side despite the magnetic charges Trevor had used, sinister intent in their beady little robot eyes as they came for him. That was okay; Edge had a score to settle with these bastards now. "Hey, you jerk-faced jack-in-the-box jongleurs!" he shouted down at the mimes, heedless as ever of the pain in his body and the taste of his own blood in his mouth. "Here's an invisible box for you!" And with that, he pointed at each and every mime, his hair ruffling in the breeze up so high. As he did so, each mime lost its grip on the tower and fell to the Earth, suddenly pounding on the sides of an invisible cage with robotic fists in the mad moments before impact on the ground, when cage and robot both shattered to pieces on the pavement beneath the Eiffel Tower. For a moment or two, Mark relaxed as the crowd behind him cheered: had they won the day? Before he could speak the thought aloud, the cheers of the crowd around him turned to cries of astonishment as a figure rose from the pavement out of the piled bodies of the robotic mimes: a giant mime, forty feet tall or more, though bizarrely dwarfish to Edge's eyes given just how far away he was. Pounding his chest, the giant mime raised his hands and began to...sign, first in ESL, then in ASL, perhaps for the benefit of any American heroes or tourists filming his work. And with that, the giant mime ran over and scooped up a tree, casually uprooting a maple as tall and thick as half a telephone pole, and hurled it straight up, directly at where Edge's shining figure peered down from the observation deck. The tree hit its goal, but not its mark, Edge jerked back just in time as a huge branch came within inches of impaling him through the body. Now there was a tree sticking out of the tower, and a giant robot mime on the loose down below!
  12. Avenger Assembled
    Edge: -2 HP Mark spends an HP to cancel his dazed state. He spends his move action walking to the edge of the hole and looking down at the remaining robots. He then stunts the following effect: Damage 13 (Extras: Selective, Targeted Area [shapeable]) (PFs: Progression 2 [13 25 foot cubes]) [41/41], giving him range enough to hit the whole face of the tower. and misses! But that's why Mark's an HP font. 30 with the HP Tou vs 28: None of the mimes can make that, so they all blow up. Mimes: On the mimes turn, their maker appears. He's using the stats for Thing Kong here, with an INT of 20. He uproots a tree and chucks it at Mark. A miss! Supermime's to-hit is currently 11. Wander is up.
  13. Avenger Assembled
    Looks convincing. Let's see. 1d20+9=18, 1d20+9=12, 1d20+9=15, 1d20+9=27, 1d20+9=19, 1d20+9=22, 1d20+9=27, 1d20+9=29, 1d20+9=14, 1d20+9=26, 1d20+9=16, 1d20+9=15, 1d20+9=13, 1d20+9=15, 1d20+9=24, 1d20+9=29, 1d20+9=15, 1d20+9=21, 1d20+9=28, 1d20+9=28, 1d20+9=24, 1d20+9=17, 1d20+9=22 Pass on 22 or higher: 1111111111: 10 Entangled on 17 or higher: 1111: 4 Helpless 16 or lower: 111111111: 9 All right, I'll say Trevor takes out all the robots still on the gallery and some in the second wave: all the entangled or helpless ones are down, leaving 10 robots left in the fight.
  14. Avenger Assembled
    That's seven robots down. Erin-Prime spends her action going AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA (and runs thirty feet away) Midnight is up.
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    Mark knew many of his listeners didn't speak English, but he didn't care. The language of heroism was universal. "C'mon people," he urged the heroes at his side and the Frenchmen and women along with them, "this is Paris! This is the city of light, of love, of culture! Are we going to let a bunch of robots bring down the greatest city in France? My name is Edge, and I say no! I stand with DeGaulle, with Napoleon, with le Renard Rouge, with all the greatest heroes of this great nation!" He pumped his fist for emphasis and winked at Erin-Prime, his words ringing out among the crowd to cheers. "Let's show them what one American hero said a century ago on this very spot: LAFAYETTE, WE ARE HERE! Let's kick some butt, Liberty League!" And the crowd cheered, and then the robot mimes came boiling up over the rail with inhuman grace and speed, and Mark cursed as they came right for him. They'd had to stop to peel open the safety cage around the observation deck, slowing them down, but not enough! Without hesitation, he shoved the Erin he'd come with back, pushing her away from the mimes as he threw himself into the heart of their attack, getting their attention, taking hits so no one else would, especially not all the fleeing civilians. He tried to blast back, or zap away, but there were too many of them; invisible pipes and clubs came down across his back and face like a ghostly beatdown, invisible bullets whizzed past his ear and tugged at his cape, the robotic beatdown as violent as it was silent, the teen hero rapidly finding himself in a very bad place indeed as they closed in on him. But the taste of his blood didn't scare Mark; the Liberty League was on the scene.
  16. Avenger Assembled
    Edge: 26 Thirty Robot Mimes: 20 Wander: 18 Erin-Prime: 16 Midnight: 7 Mark Inspires, giving all his allies +5. (Hey, it's what he does best.) Fifteen of the mimes (wave A) reach the observation deck. (They're minions, don't worry). They attack the happiest, flashiest-looking guy around: Mark. I'll say they're not currently using their combat array, since they don't know what kind of a fight they're in yet! 10 hit, including multiple crits Saves vs. the crits: Mark is bruised Saves vs. the non-crits: 1 Fine 2 Fine 3 Bruisedx2 4 Fine 5 Bruisedx3 6 Bruisedx4 and dazed 7 Fine 8 Fine Okay, Mark is Bruisedx4 and dazed and surrounded by angry mimes! Wander is up.
  17. Avenger Assembled
    Edge: 26 Thirty Robot Mimes: 20
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    Citizen stared at the monster, shock and a little disgust on his visored face as he took in the crawling, staggering, gelatinous beast. He'd gazed into the face of madness before, into the face of sheer unreality, and this was like that terrible soul-sucking madness of the unfiltered computer network had come crawling out into the 'real world' and infected what lay inside. When the others went into action, he did too, Papercut's cranes passing through him and eyes widening at the sight of the hideous face that lay beneath Kimber's perky exterior: he'd seen it before, of course, but that didn't change the sometimes-creepy nature of the living psychic impression. When an opportunity presented itself, he flew in close and threw a carefully-aimed punch, one that landed solidly in the monster's midsection and made its too-soft flesh wobble sickeningly beneath his hand.
  19. Avenger Assembled
    Sharl punches the thing in the face: Move Action: Fly up to the thing and punch it. Standard Action: Regular Punch +16 makes that 22. DC 23 Tou save If that does nothing... Surge: Spending an HP to clear the fatigue. DC 28 Tou save on the second one.
  20. Avenger Assembled
    Klimpaloon PL: 10 (150) Abilities: 30 pp STR 20 (+5) DEX 16 (+3) CON 20 (+5) INT 10 (+0) WIS 14 (+2) CHA 10 (+0) Combat: 36 pp ATK: +9 (+15 w/Fists of Fury) DEF: +15/+9 (+4 flat-footed) Init: +3 Grapple: +14/+20 Saves: 14 pp TOU +5 (+5 Con) FORT +8 (+5 Con, +3) REF +8 (+3 Dex, +5) WILL +8 (+2 Wis, +6) Skills: 48 r=12 pp Acrobatics 7 (+10) Climb 5 (+10)* Languages 2 (Nepali, Tibetan) (Base: English) Notice 13 (+15)* Sense Motive 13 (+15)* Survival 8 (+10)* Feats: 12 pp Acrobatic Bluff All-Out Attack Defensive Attack Evasion 2 Luck Move-By Action Power Attack Second Chance (Acrobatics checks) Skill Mastery (Climb, Notice, Sense Motive, Survival) Takedown Attack Uncanny Dodge (mental) Powers: 45 pp Immunity 2 (aging, environmental cold) [2 pp] Klimpaloon Array [13+1=14 pp] Damage 0 (Extra: Autofire 5) and Enhanced Feats 8 (Attack Focus: Melee 6 and Improved Crit 2 [unarmed]) 'fists of fury' AP: Strike 6 (Extra: Penetrating 6, PF: Mighty) 'nang-nang punch' Leaping 1 (x2) [1 pp] Shield 6 [6 pp] 'mystic precognition' Speed 1 (10 MPH) [1 pp] Super-Movement 2 (Wall-Crawling 2) [4 pp] Super-Senses 13 (Cosmic Awareness 2 [mental, Acute Extended Radius Ranged]) Darkvision, Detect Mood 3 [visual], Postcognition, Precognition [Flaw]) [17 pp] costs abilities 30 + combat 36 + saves 14 + skills 12/48 + feats 12 + powers 45 = 150 pts Design Notes:
  21. Avenger Assembled
    "I wasn't born with superpowers," explained the girl, still shooting nervous glances at Midnight and Cannonade. Fear was at war with arrogance, evidently two powerful emotions in the Nazi agent. "They're running out of super-agents, you know, now that the Reich has fallen past the Mississippi, but that's okay because they've got a lot of corpses. Ours, theirs, everyone's. I saw it once, and the have so many they can't even fit them all in the bunker anymore. They took cells from four different bodies, grafted them, and planted them inside me." She looked away. "I was the only one who lived, got the powers, and still looked like a person at the end. The others, they weren't so lucky."
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    "All right, I don't know if I can, but I'll try! Here goooooes!" There came a great twisting noise from the phone, and suddenly a series of black dots erupted out and swarmed over Midnight and Wander, transporting them through the phone line to the heart of Paris! They arrived amid sounds of screaming and gunfire, and Edge's in-costume grip on their arm. Erin Prime was just by him, her face pale as she stared down over a railing at what lay below. Both heroes had arrived in full costume and with full gear, thanks to Edge's good auspices, and amid a crowd of frightened people. "You guys!" exclaimed Edge, "I got us here fast, but things aren't good." They were up somewhere high, they realized at once, and just a little windy. Within seconds, they realized they were on the observation deck of the Eiffel Tower! Peering down below, they could see some forty creatures in eerie white and black climbing up the iron sides of the Parisian marvel, their faces sinister and their movements too precise to be human as they made their way up higher and higher. They had a few armed French cops for company, bullets occasionally knocking one of the mimes back, but for the most part it was just the heroes and a crowd of frightened tourists. "I got Erin here, and the people from the street, but the mimes ran after us super-fast! They're a lot slower while they climb. I didn't want to risk bringing down the monument on all these people!"
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    Ratner bit her lip, her smooth hands clenching into fists, as she flinched away from Midnight. She was obviously scared of Midnight in particular, far more than any of the others. "You've got me," she said, fear in her now-small voice. "What more do you want from me?" Her eyes narrowed behind the too-pretty bruises. "You know what they'll do? They'll strap me down, rip out the skin they grafted onto me, and put it on some other girl. There are a lot of stupid people on this world who think they'll be better off if they kill all the..." she looked like she was about to say something else, then shot a look at Cannonade before adding, "the Jews and the gays. Replacing more won't be that hard."
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    My father was murdered before my eyes in a food riot in the Black Ghetto, stabbed in the back by a prole and his pockets picked to sustain the miserable life of a murderous scavenger. My mother died of the bleeding horror in my arms a few months later. Murdock opted not to share that information with the young man, however, deciding that telling him of his own relationship with his parents would hardly help his woes. "The world sees you as the son of unworthy parents and the offspring of Terminus radiation. Spite your parents and the Terminus both, and be the best man, and the best hero, you can be." He was quiet for a few moments, considering things, before he spoke again, "It is...easy, I think, for a young man like you not to realize what a joy this place is. There is food, there is sky and sun, and there is a city of freedom all around you. To defend it and its people is a great honor."
  25. Avenger Assembled
    "You guys!" called Mark, his voice urgent through the line, the sound of screaming and commotion on the other end. "There are mimes attacking Paris, about forty of them! They're, oh, crap, scuttling up the walls! I think they're from underground somewhere! There's something going on here that's messing with my powers, I can keep Erin and I out of danger, and I can blast them with gas lines, but I can't get out of the city! All of the French supers are down dealing with that levithan thing in Marseilles! You've got to get out here and help!" There was an explosion on the other end, and he yelled, "Yeah, you don't like beignets on fire, do you?"
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