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  1. Avenger Assembled
    "I'm familiar with Dead Head," said the angel, not sounding terribly thrilled at the notion of the walking abomination. "As for your work, it's a noble task. Many a soul has passed through the Pearly Gates after the aid of another to leave the last remnants of their mortal life. And as for you," he said, gesturing to Kid Cthulu, "be mindful that men may not see that your heart and soul are pure where your body isn't." He smiled. "In other words, let him know I sent you. It'll clear up any lingering issues about the source of your power. Be mindful that, as long as it doesn't come from the Adversary, what matters is your soul, not the trappings outside."
  2. Avenger Assembled
    "Sure," said Jack, trying fiercely to think of something he liked that a normal person would like. I got nothin' "I was thinking we could maybe go see a baseball game?" he suggested, his voice going up as he asked a question. "There's a Comets/Cubs exhibition game that would be good, I guess." Jack didn't really follow sports. "But in the meantime, why don't we talk politics? How's the situation on the ground where you're from? You know...for us." He led the way out of the room as they talked, heading for the study that had been the scene of so many arguments, then later so much family bonding, over the years.
  3. Avenger Assembled
    It was a couple of days after the future version of Jack's son had arrived from a time and place that the younger (or was it older) man was still cagey about discussing. Jack found that a refreshingly healthy attitude given all the openness in the heroes he'd had to work with in the past year and a half; it was good to know a certain amount of sensible caution had come down the line to his scion. All that was a little hard to believe, true, but there was no denying his wife's conclusions and the evidence of his eyes. My son is going to live. Everything's going to be okay. They'd put JJ up in the guest bedroom, one of many in the huge house Jack had inherited from Melinda, and one day when Taylor had Jack Jr. (his way of keeping the two apart) away visiting Stesha and Derrick, Jack went to visit his son by means of a route very familiar to JJ from his childhood: his father walked up to his closed bedroom door, ducked underneath it, and appeared inside his room. "Hello, uh, son. You want to go do something?"
  4. Avenger Assembled
    "It's a pleasure to see you again," said Freedom Angel, opting not to use anyone's real name since they were all there in costume. Another hero of his glowing nature might have been ill at ease in a cemetery at night, but the angel looked like he belonged there; indeed, that he belonged everywhere. "All of you. It is reassuring to know how well-guarded this realm is, even in my absence." He studied the necromancer closely, the angel's eyes not probing so much as easily gazing approvingly into the man's soul. "Please, call me Freedom Angel. Or Heyzel, if you'd prefer to use my given name. I deserve no titles. As for you, I shall give you the one you deserve, Mssr. Cimitire. What brings you to my neighborhood?"
  5. Avenger Assembled
    At the necromancer's words, there was a flash of pure white light and trumpeting of the divine as the angel of Freedom appeared in a glow of Heavenly power. "Wretched sinners, the- Oh, it's you, Fleur." Freedom Angel landed on the ground near the small group of heroes, nodding a cordial hello to Kid Cthulu and Fleur de Joie, who he already knew. He gave the other man a close look, but sensing no taint of the infernal on him, he said, "Good evening. My apologies for the rude arrival, but we've had some trouble with vandalism this week." He shook his head sorrowfully, then added, "Why are you all here?"
  6. Avenger Assembled
    Geez: Shoot, sorry. I misremembered my Strike as 5 rather than 4! Thanks for catching that. The first HP went to rerolling the initial attack, so I did spend two that round.
  7. Avenger Assembled
    There are indeed ghosts nearby, and plenty of 'em. (Your detect isn't specific enough to get more than that) If you want to talk to them, go ahead!
  8. Avenger Assembled
    "I'm Mark Lucas," Mark filled in, sure enough turning back to calm on a dime. "Jimmy Lucas' grandson, and of course Rick Lucas's son." John had heard of both men, of course, his education as part of the legacy community having meant Langston Albright had filled him in both on the late master of an omnipotent genie who'd fought alongside the Liberty League and his son, the sidekick and companion of the heroes of the 1960s and 1970s. Mark was a little young to be Rick's son, but people had kids later and later these days. "I'm so glad Mr. Albright is alive. We...recently had a tragedy in my family, so I've been really worried about all the old heroes. It's really nice to meet you, John."
  9. Avenger Assembled
    Mark looked at John as if he'd just vomited a cat out of his mouth onto the rug. "Oh my God! Mr. Albright died!?!" Appalled, he covered his mouth. "That's awful! He was such a nice old man! He used to come over to my dad's house all the time for his barbecues." Beating his chest, he waved madly at the heavens. "Why do all the great heroes leave us!?" Throwing his arms around John, he added, "It...it'll be all right, man. I'm sure you can live up to his legacy."
  10. Avenger Assembled
    APPROVED
  11. Avenger Assembled
    Mad Dog's punch sent the alien astronaut reeling, the villain staggering backwards as it clutched at its midsection before disappearing in another flash of light. "Guess we taught him a lesson," Avenger guessed. "I can't believe that thing was going to eat all these dogs..." Nearby one of the gangsters was starting to rise, and Avenger kicked him in the face hard enough to knock his teeth out. "I guess we should get them to the vet before something bad happens."
  12. Avenger Assembled
    I like the background a lot. This seems like an interesting character. You should read up on Baron Samedi in the Freedom City book and see what useful stuff you can dig out from there. The setting uses the loa a lot, so you could really get a lot out of taking advantage of that. If you could work to make his sheet more like the other character sheets, that would be great. You really don't need all the non-standard stuff. Sticking his Necromatic array together would really help. There are numerous mathematical errors scattered everywhere, particularly in the summoning power. I'd actually advise you to drop the Summon and replace it with some kind of Precise Telekinesis, maybe with the area effect. It's not a good power for new players, and honestly isn't that great a power at all.
  13. Avenger Assembled
    "Aw, it was fine," said Mark, as if he was trying to reassure a particularly paranoid friend. "GM's real smart. Besides, I knew you'd be there to catch me." Hey, how you doing?" he asked John, shaking his hand with a big smile. Mark's costume was all gold and blue, a cheerful, bright thing that seemed to match the boy's personality. "They call me Edge when I'm in costume."
  14. Avenger Assembled
    Oh, THAT question! Ooooooh!
  15. Avenger Assembled
    Suddenly, Mike and Erin's commlinks crackled to life, and a voice John hadn't heard before came crackling across the radio waves. "Hey guys, it's Mark: can one of you jump outside the window and catch me? I tried out Gravity Master's new catapult and it...well, let's just say I was able to fly there for a while. But not anymore! Wah-hi-hi-hoi!" When the secretary recognized Mark Lucas' voice, she sighed but didn't seriously react.
  16. Avenger Assembled
    You guys have strength enough to punch your way down to the corridor where the Crime League members are: this'll give you time to make Master Plans/Inventions and such. Hellion, have an HP for your Teleport being blocked by the doors.
  17. Avenger Assembled
    "All right, people," said Mark with determination. "The Crime League is here, and they're perverting the Sanctum of the Centurion." He looked from one to another of his friends, his face settled and jaw square. "We're going to find them, get them out of here, and make sure they never again rob the Centurion's grave. The only plan we need is to do justice," he said out loud, "and get rid of the bad guys." He started walking towards the exit to the room, and nearly clobbered his face on an impervium wall when the security door abruptly irised shut right in front of him "MWAHAHA!" Dr. Stratos appeared on the green-matrix screens all around with an evil look on his malevolently goateed face. "You stupid little children think you can defeat ME? The Sultan of Storms? The Lord of Lightning? The Tyrant of Tornadoes? Pfui! My lovely colleague and I will free the prisoner, and there's nothing you can do to stop us!" And with that, the screens abruptly went dark, as did half the lights in the outer room. "I know who's in there," said Mark suddenly, staring at the sealed door in front of his face with a sick look. "I didn't make the connection until just now. But the worst criminal the Centurion put in the Zone? It was Superior. Der Ubermensch. The Nazi superman. We've got to get there fast. Phalax, Wander, Hellion, do you think you can get this door down? No matter how many they've closed, we've got to break them all down."
  18. Avenger Assembled
    Spending an HP to fend off fatigue. Spamming the area with a DC 22 Reflex/DC 27 Tou save on every Grue he can see from the roof of the hospital. Surging again Spamming again, DC 22 Reflex/DC 27 Tou.
  19. Avenger Assembled
    This is a good day, Edge thought breathlessly. Though he was watching his own team with special care, naturally enough since they were his friends, despite the danger of the situation Mark thought only of how glorious it was to see so many of Freedom's heroes together battling against impossible odds. "We're doing this, everybody," he said with simple confidence through his commlink. "All will be well." And with that, he closed his eyes, snapped them open with a shout, and pushed, ripples of destruction erupting from Mark and cascading downwards, cutting through Grue like a tactical nuclear warhead through butter, pushing himself to the utmost as the reality-bending waves of destruction cascaded through the air again and again.
  20. Avenger Assembled
    Not quite as dramatic as I'd have hoped, but hey! Standard Action Attack: that's a DC 27 Tou save -1 HP Surge! -1 HP Standard Action Probably a miss, even if he's flat-footed. DC 32 if it isn't.
  21. Avenger Assembled
    Freedom Angel felt a sharp pain as the sharpened limb skated past his shield and armor, cutting a deep gash along his arm. Anger swelled in his breast, hot and sharp, but he pushed it aside, finding justice and mercy underneath. "The commands of your alien masters force you to throw away the gift of mercy like so much trash." He shook his head, a halo of brilliant white light glowing around his body. "I mourn all the things the Unity has denied you, my friend. I pledge to do all I can to free you from the chains they have wrapped around your pure living soul!" And with that, he drew his flaming white sword and struck the Lancer across the face. "In the name of love, I will set you free!"
  22. Avenger Assembled
    "I appreciate that," said Jack sincerely. "Any new parent is grateful for something for the kid," he said with a little smile. Focusing on Lynn, he said, "I'd like an end to the anger too. Why don't you tell me how you're thinking we can accomplish that?" He took out his phone as they talked. "Don't mind me, I'm just texting Taylor that it's all right to come over."
  23. Avenger Assembled
    Edge looked up from the statue he'd ducked behind, the super-tough marble having blocked the radioactive eruption from Hiroshima Shadow. He had to smile, briefly, at the familiar face who'd guarded him from the radiation. Thanks, Dad. "Everybody OK?" he said as Rift took control of the now-slightly irradiated Centuritrons. Looking down at the one Wander had dismantled, he winced at the smashed face of Mark Leeds. "I guess they know we're coming now..."
  24. Avenger Assembled
    Have an HP, Ecal.
  25. Avenger Assembled
    This was a bad idea. Jack really didn't like to hear people lamenting about their problems, particularly when he didn't think they actually had problems to begin with. But this was supposed to be the human thing to do, so he and Taylor had made the trip out themselves to talk to Lynn about whatever was bothering her. "Okay, I'm here." He was simply there, sitting across the table from Grim when she looked back from studying the moths. He looked as severe as a man could be in a white muscle shirt and jeans that made him look like any other young man out on the town that night. "Taylor's on her way. What do you want, Lynn?"
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