Avenger Assembled

"I'll show you a separation!" The thief pulled out her pistols again and opened fire, spraying Dragonfly's temporary savior with a hail of bullets. Sharl started briefly, mostly for the sake of the bullets that were passing right through his body, but luckily he'd entered through a stairwell's door, so the rounds mostly ricocheted harmlessly off where no one could be hurt. "Look, you primitive screwheads," fumed the electronic teenager, "there's nothing you and your ballerina buddy here can do to hurt me unless you're a lot smarter than you look. So if you don't surrender right now, I'm going to track you down and pound on you till you do!"

Sneak Thief is going to use her standard action to shoot Sharl. EPIC FAIL! KD, when does Fenris shake his stun?

Die Eule's last stand proved as undramatic and unsuccessful as it had been in the real world, and the Nazi terrorist was blasted across the room and into unconsciousness before he could say another word. They could hear alarms and sirens going off all over the base, interrupted suddenly by distant explosions: evidently Midnight I's promises of arranging a diversion were paying off. With the rest of the Ubersoldaten thoroughly defeated, Archeville's normally-handsome face, pressed against the floor as she thoroughly pinned his arms, had assumed a truly malevolent leer. "You may think you haff defeated the Reich, heroes, but der real enemy is more powerful than you can possibly imagine. Strike me down and mein real victory will be complete!"

Despite the timely assault by the two heroes, the robotic bee proved to be made of implausibly stern stuff. "FLEUR DE JOIE! FLEUR DE JOIE! CAPTURE FLEUR DE JOIE!" Despite the bee's tough talk, the press of heroes around the pregnant lady made it impossible for the bee to reach her. Evidently all that armor didn't make for a particularly fast or maneuverable bee. "STATEMENT: I JUST WANT TO TALK, HONEY." it added as it swooped and dived to try and get at Fleur, sounding oddly like the Bee-Keeper for a moment.

19 Stupid bee! Okay, the bee goes and attacks Fleur again. Swing and a miss! Gabriel is up

Covered in slash marks, die Eule somewhat shakily got to his feet. "You...you verdammt Amerikaners! You think you can strike us down? This entire base is covered in soldiers in power armor!" He pulled his very last boomerang, lifted it high, and hurled it in a swift, deadly arc towards Corbin that bounced off Cobalt Templar's armor. It looked like the Nazi costumed criminal was running out of options. Putting a brave face on it, he threw open his arms and shouted, "I die a hero of the Fatherland, you subhuman scum, and I will be AVENGED! For the Reich!"

Hokay, can't beat that taunt on a nat-20. Fort vs. Stun: 23 Okay, that passes. (I realized that +15 was way too high when I gave you guys tasers, so the bees will be rolling 10-12 as their Fort save)

Jill: 22 (Sidekick) Gaian Knight: 19 (2 HP) Robot Bee: 19 (Bad Guy) Gabriel: 12 (5 HP) Freedom Angel: 9 (1 HP) Fleur de Joie: 6 (4 HP from Complication) Jill is up

Okay. Blitz is the name of a Nazi supervillain in-setting, so you may want to avoid that. Good source for complications. Don't make sheets in HeroLab, please. Make sure any sheet you put up is written according to our template. Make sure you're following tradeoff rules as laid out in chat. A Strike Aura costs 4 pp per rank You can't have more than 10 pp in Drawbacks at your PL. (Really, you shouldn't have nearly that many anyway)

Big Bruiser PL: 10 (150) Abilities: 38 pp STR 40 [32] [20] (+15/+11/+5) DEX 10 (+0) CON 24 [20] (+7/+5) INT 20 (+5) WIS 20 (+5) CHA 10 (+0) Combat: 24 pp ATK: +6 (+5 w/Growth) DEF: +6 (+5 w/Growth) Init: +3 Grapple: +28 Saves: 11 pp TOU +15 (+7 Con, +3 Density, +5 Protection) FORT +10 (+7 Con, +3) REF +6 (+0 Dex, +6) WILL +7 (+5 Wis, +2) Skills: 56 r=14 pp Craft: Mechanical 5 (+10) Craft: Electronic 5 (+10) Intimidate 15 (+15/+17) Knowledge: Life Sciences 5 (+10) Knowledge: Technology 5 (+10) Medicine 5 (+10) Language 1 (Spanish) (Base: English) Notice 5 (+10) Sense Motive 10 (+15) Survival 5 (+10) Feats: 6 pp Interpose Inventor Power Attack Startle Takedown Attack Powers: 55 pp Density 6 (Extra: Duration (Permanent) [+0]) (PF: Innate) [19 pp] -+12 STR, +3 IMP TOU, +2 Immovable, +2 Super-Strength, x5 Mass Growth 4 (Extra: Duration (Permanent) [+0]) (PF: Innate) [13 pp] --1 ATK/DEF, +4 Grapple, -4 Stealth, +2 Intimidate, x2 Carrying Capacity Impervious TOU 7 [7 pp] Leaping 5 (x50) [5+1=6 pp] AP: Speed 5 (250 MPH) Protection 5 [5 pp] Super-Strength 2 (Heavy Load: 96 tons) (PF: Groundstrike) [5 pp] Drawbacks: 3 pp Normal ID (get mad; free action) [-3 pp] costs abilities 44 + combat 24 + saves 11 + skills 14/56 + feats 6 + powers 55 = 150 pts ------------------ Design Notes: Here's a huge, raging powerhouse who just happens to be a scientific genius. When he's powered up by the furious angry rage inside him, he's big, standing some ten feet tall and weighing several tons. It's a good thing he's got that normal id, otherwise he wouldn't really be suitable for polite company. He's big, he's really strong, he's very tough, and though he may be hard on the furniture he's even harder on bad guys. In a given combat, he'll weigh in swinging his gigantic fists, shrugging off almost all the damage handed out by people near his PL, and generally do most of the things your average powerhouse really out to be able to do. Off the field, he's a scientific genius, easily capable of whipping out a respectable Invention to bail your team out of a crisis. He's still perfectly dexterous with his powers, but he's a natural for a drawback (like the one Bruiser has in Iron Age) that puts him at a penalty for checks requiring fine motor control. I figure he doesn't turn into rock so much as he just gets really muscly and tough from his tremendous powers. How did he get his powers? Perhaps he was exposed to an exploding nuclear device at work, one that miraculously did not kill him but instead imbued the powers of the Furious Freak within! Or maybe, if you do like the Silver Age tie-in but not the nuclear roots, maybe he got his powers from unlocking his inner being through some hippie ritual? A giant wrecking machine of a man who'd only sought inner peace is just the sort of comment Bronze Age writers liked to make about damn dirty hippies. This guy might well have once been a roaming monster earlier in his career, but with the help of good friends and maybe a friendly sidekick, he's been able to stem that inner rage and focus it outwardly on bad guys. His inner rage is a natural complication, particularly if he's trying to control his abilities and bring them totally under his own power. (His transformation is voluntary on the sheet, so having him transform when angry but unwilling is a natural Complication that would definitely get him HP) If he's got a family, say a wife or maybe a cousin who's a lawyer, those are also perfectly viable complications. One possible backstory I had in mind was that this is Ogun, the defender of Nigeria against foreign oil companies and their exploitations. His 'rampages' were actually designed to break the power of Shell and other groups (or even better, the evil conglomerate in your game!), and his reputation as a monster is actually the result of paid journalists bad-mouthing him at EvilCo's behest.

The taser's stats are Stun 7 (PF: Extended Reach [total of 10 ft])

The Eule Move Action: Try and Startle Corbin. I'll just say it fails given his ridiculously inferior position right now. Standard Action: Attack with his last Boomerang: 16 DC 25 Tou save

16: Sea Wolf 21: Die Eule Sea-Wolf rolls vs DC 30 Unconscious! Die Eule has Evasion 2, so he saves vs. half. He's also well outside his weightclass here vs. DC 22 He's bruised. BUT Their lines break, since they're Equipment. Die Eule falls 40 ft A shockingly high Acrobatics reduces it to 20 ft 19

The bee goes on 19 19 Freedom Angel goes on 9

Suddenly, a robot bee swooped up from the darkness beneath, scanning the assembled heroes with thin red lasers that emerged from its scintillating faceted eyes: it looked like the sort of thing you'd find in a high-end production lab, a truly bizarre sight to encounter given that it was allegedly the work of one mad genius in the prison workshop. At the sight of Fleur de Joie, the robot's eyes lit up. "The Fleur de Joie has been sighted! The Fleur de Joie has been sighted!" it called out in a loud robotic voice, before it swooped down to try and scoop up Stesha in its robot jaws!

"Wait, what are you-" Whether he'd been willing to see reason or not, Red Eagle was abruptly impaled on Sage's psychic blade with a startled Awp! He dropped without another word, hitting the ground with a heavy thump right next to his fallen female counterpart. Things were not looking good for the Ubersoldaten, but they were masters of the world everywhere else. The knowledge of global domination was a potent encouragement for them. How could anyone resist their power?

9 That's enough to drop his Wisdom to 0 as well as knock him out. Midnight is up.

Archeville struggled in her grasp, but was as helpless against her as his alternate grandson once had been. "Foolish Amerikaner! You vill never defeat the power of the Eternal Reich! This building is guarded by ze finest uber-soldiers in der Reich, mit a full brigade of elite Luftwaffe panzermanns! We shall destroy you and your friends and use der Cozmic Generator to rule Erde forever more!" He wasn't acting scared, but he was shaking in Wander's arms: from what she'd seen of the Night Bunker and those .45s at Travis Hunter's hip, the Resistance did not take prisoners, especially high-ranking Nazi ones.

"You pompous Aryan toad!" spat Edge, offended by the very nature of this terrible world and by the confrontation with evil ghosts from the past. "Your stupid mad science is going to kill your world and everywhere else. We're here to kick your ass, save the world, and fight for America! Young Freedom, take out the fliers! We can't afford to have Cobalt Templar and Sage fighting alone!" He recognized Madame Blitz: she'd been the best of the Ubersoldaten in his own history, but in this world her moral reservations evidently hadn't kept her from enjoying the fruits of Axis victory. "Stop Blitz!" He pointed at her and suddenly a huge beam of steel fell from the ceiling, instantly pinning the fallen Ubersoldaten to the ground before she could do more than yelp! She was out in an instant, the cream of the Axis crop no match for Young Freedom's power. "Make that someone else!"

Edge: Seized Initiative (8 HP) Wander: 27 (5 HP) Sage: 21 (1 HP) Red Eagle: 16 The Owl: 16 Archeville: 16 Midnight: 19 (5 HP (+1 from Midnight complication) Madame Blitz: 14 Sea-Wolf: 11 Cobalt Templar: 11 (2 HP) In a sign of just how much he's advanced in his time at Claremont, Edge recognizes Madame Blitz from his history books and knows her electrical powers are a serious threat around here. He blasts her with his Telekinesis. That'll be a DC 30 Tou save for her. 12 Okay, Madame Blitz is out and Wander is up.

When they reached the door down into the central core, Freedom Angel took point. He was durable even without his powers, and had the best chance to recover from a serious injury or worse if things went very badly. Putting his back into it, he pushed open the door that led them to the highest level of the multi-story rocky shaft lined with row after row of cells that was the heart of Blackstone Prison. There was a lot of noise here, too; the sound of shouting prisoners, the calling of alarms like giant angry birds, and the low humming of mechanical bees. And a squishing sound? He looked down to see his sandal just about to come down on a surface beneath his feet. Bending down, he raised a hand to hold the other heroes back, then dipped his head to investigate. "Honey. He has...yes." Heyzel raised his head, understanding in an instant the strange, half-melted color on most of the walls. "There is honey everywhere. Walk with great care."

Everybody, take an HP for the Fiat. (Don't worry, there are good things to come.) Edge Seizes Initiative Red Eagle goes on 16 The Owl goes on 16 Madame Blitz goes on 14 Sea-Wolf goes on 11

For his part, Erde's Midnight had evidently said all he cared to say: this Travis had an interest in young people too, there just wasn't the time to deal with it now. Eventually the Night Cruiser reached its destination: the heavily-fortified, swastika-emblazoned Von Braun Island base. Midnight's fake IDs got them through the security perimeter, and once inside he immediately parked the Cruiser at the edge of the garrison's motor pool. This late, and at the angle he'd chosen, only a sleepy guard inside the main building so much as glanced their way. "Will create a diversion in the next few minutes. Do all you can. All that can be done." And with that, and a single clasp on the shoulder for his alternate protege, Travis Hunter slipped away into the night. It wasn't hard to guess where the reality bomb had to be: the kids could all see the open-topped warehouse that was glowing with suppressed red and black light, the dark glow visible even against the star-dappled, just nearing-dawn sky of 4 AM. Slipping inside, they found a gray circular structure incorporating the great device. Beneath the retractable dome roof, banks of supercomputers, monitors and other scientific equipment lined the walls, with ladders leading up to the similarly equipped catwalk levels ringing the interior. The equipment looked retro to their eyes, but this was the top of the line for 1953. Under the catwalks were two sets of sliding metal doors, one leading outside and the other to the rest of the Space Control Center. Dominating the building’s interior was a huge, red-black sphere connected via cables to various scientific instruments along the walls. The sphere pulsed with a weird, crimson energy which makes the air itself crackle. Before the heroes could investigate further, the lights suddenly snapped on! A tall, blonde man in a white lab coat addressed them in a severe German accent. With all the sinister he could muster, he snarled “Güten tag, herr Amerikaners. I am Doktor Verrill Herman Archeville, und ve have been expectink you. Ve antizipated ze terrorizts in ze reziztance vould strike againzt our Cozmick Enerchy Generator, zo ve had you delivered here, to give you von look at it, before der Übermenschen kill you!” Bursting through the hole in the roof came a squadron of four superhumans, each figures from Freedom City history very much alive in the grim world of Erde where their side had won. One was a man in an absurdly regular Luftwaffe uniform; the other a short-haired woman in black leather with electricity crackling on her fingers. Behind them, coming down on swing lines, were a grey-clad figure in a cape and cowl, a heavily-armed utility belt at his waist, and next to him some sort of freakish werewolf monster. "Red Eagle, Madame Blitz, Owl and Sea-Wolf...destroy the Americans!"

Sneak Thief is stunned and staggered.

Citizen nodded at Miss A's words, and headed out of the system as fast as he could. Homing in on what he could see of Dragonfly through the hospital's security systems, he emerged to find her being beaten savagely by a crazy drunken woman. He felt a moment's sudden fury on Rogue's behalf, absurd as it was: how awful was it that his fellow Tronikian had come so far and fallen in with these terrible people? No wonder she'd turned out to be such a jerk! His jaw set, he hauled off and slugged the woman beating on Dragonfly in the face, yelling "" He caught her off-guard, and sent the 'lady' in question tumbling backwards with a split lip. ""