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A veritable wall of bullets slammed into Ceasar for a few seconds he seemed unfazed then collapsed to one knee. He struggled to regain his feet but only managed to get halfway upright swaying barely holding onto conciousness. Ace backed up against Colt and eyed the women warily, "He's just a man and He'll fall like any others. You don't have to listen to him. Fight him, you aren't slaves." He intoned. They seemed somewhat swayed by his words and struggled to fight off the orders but before they could Ceasar let out one deadly command, "Die!" he shouted. The woment began convulsing but thier eyes cleared at the same time and they managed to break the final binding on thier mind collapsing together to craddle thier fallen companion once more. The last of his energy expended in that final act Ceasar lapsed into unconciousness.

Its finished

Ok Everyone take an HP, as you are being watched ;)

The young couple nervously stepped through the wormhole onto the beach still holding one another. As the portal began to close they turned to wave. Natasha spoke up just before the portal closed, "Thank you, and good luck." Given the task before them the heroes may just need it.

I think we're kinda wating to see if Jimbo shows back up.

Toughness save (1d20+8=27) VS DC 37 is Staggered and stunned. Actually that should be +7 due to his bruise but the result is the same fail by 11 Ceasar is staggered and stunned.

Ceasar took the fusillade of bullets with barely a scratch, perhaps he was right, he certainly seemed to have some sort of mystic protection. Though clearly he wasn't immune to such things as he was deffinately bleeding. Ace came up from his crouch with a well aimed spread of throwing stars distracting Ceasar for a crucial moment drawing his defenses aside. "Take the bastard down." Ace growled quite done with the cult leader and wanting to end this before more gang members arrived. Ceasar cursed as the spinning metal shards flew past him, "Fool. Now you will pay for your insolence." He intoned and with a gesture commanded the once peacefull women to attack. They leapt ferociously at Ace but the agile hero was able to evade thier grasp. "Now, Now, ladies lets not rush things." He said with a grin. Ace was perhaps just a little bit mad, he seemed to be genuinely enjoying this.

Toughness save (1d20+8=24) VS DC 28 is a bruise. Ace will Use an Aid action for Colts next attack and fient as a move action. The aid is an auto success. Skill master ont he fient is a result of 28, Ceasar does not so well. Sense Motive (1d20+8=9) Then Ace will use set up to pass the feint on to Colt. So Ceasar will be flat footed Vs Colts next attack and Colt has a +5 on his next Attack against Ceasar. Ceasar will command the women with mind control to attack Ace. Attack roll (1d20+3=5, 1d20+3=6) Failure.

Ok I thought I had put this up when I made the IC post. Need a DC 15 notice and DC 10 sense motive from everyone. Success on the Notice will note that most of the people remainng here seem to be the signifigantly disabled, missing or malformed limbs etc. Success on the sense motive lets you know that while they are frightened by all of you none of them seem particularly surprised by Dead Heads appearance.

Ceasar slipped agileout of hte way of the spray of bullets his guards were not so lucky and each collapsed to the floor thier guns only half raised. Ace slid across the floor and quickly tore strips of material from his shirt to bind her wound while uttering gentle calming words, shock was fairly inevitable under these conditions but whatever he could do to keep her focused had to help. "She's stable," He said over his shoulder, "But needs to get to a hospital soon." He kept a carefull eye on the other girls as this whole thing looked like some kind of cult operation. As the words reached Colts ears they were nearly drowned out by the sudden gibbering madness that filled his mind wearing at his will and reason. "Now you see your guns are no use against the might of my master, All will bow before his unspeakable splendor." Shouted the crazed ringleader.

Ok the shot misses Ceasar, barely, and is an impossible save for teh minions so they are KO'd Ace will Stabalize the girl DC 15 Medicine check (1d20+8=25) Success! Caesars effect goes off, DC 20 Will save VS. Drain Will, Followed by DC 20 Will save VS Stun. (linked effect perception range)

"Yea but some accidents are worse than others." Mike said somberly, but uncharictaristically tossed off his usual glumness from the subject, "But in the end that just gives you more reason to do better next time I guess." It was a new tact for him but he didn't want to dwell on past mistakes, it didn't change anything after all.

Ace smiled as he returned Jacks almost too tight hug and whispered ever so quietly, "See the difference is I make this look good." Then released Jack to saunter over to the bar and retrieve his drink from the waiting barman, "Well I think the tradition dictates the birthday girl go first." He said with a grin and a playfull swat to the posterior. He leaned into Derrick, "Karaoke night my man." and gestured to the still unoccupied stage in the corner.

Ace paused consideringly for a moment, "Alright but if she comes after me over this I'll have words with your father." He said before rattling off the well known number then just in case he added Jacks to be extra sure. Mike waited patiently while Mark talked to Ace. When he hung up he asked, "So any luck?" It would probably take him a minute to realize the irony of asking Mark that question.

Mike smiled at that, "Well I suppose thats true too, how about I'm glad I figured it out before I made an even bigger fool of myself then I have?" He asked with a light tone to his voice. "Or before I did something really harmful at least." He added somewhat more sedately. Really what would he have done if it all had been true after all? Not that that would happen Mark wasn't that kind of guy but none the less the thought of what ends he coudl be driven to so easily frightened him a bit.

Mike glanced sideways at Marks rather melodramatic wording but he couldn't say his friend was entirely wrong in this case at the least. Regardless he was well used to the dramatic flair whith which Mark lived life by now. On the other end Ace drew up short for a moment, "Mark what exactly is going on, tonight is a very busy night for Phantom she wouldn't like to be disturbed if the matter isn't as serious as you say."

Mike nodded as Erin explained the situation. He hoped they could find him before something like that was neccisary but he'd do what need be done to help James. Ace picked up on the third ring, "Ace Danger." Came the reply there was the sound of music in the background a deep driving beat. "Whats up Mark?"

The young couple blinked uncertainly at the Heroes, the night certainly wasn't going as planned but perhaps it was going to work out. Finally Tony spoke up, "Ok, that sounds safe enough I guess." He was clearly bewieldered by the prospect of goign to another world but continued regardless. "Just don't actually hurt em. I mean my old man is a right bastard sometimes and crooked as the day is long but he's still my father, same goes for Vaslev." he said with more certainty though the last somewhat grudgingly. Natasha vigerously nodded agreement and mouthed a heart felt "thank you" to Blink. The couple stood and walked to Dark Star, "So how does this work?" She asked.

Go ahead and take it for the gentleman complication

Given Taylors propensity for apeing normalcy Ace arrived incogneto, No need to drag the assorted paparazzi down on all their heads. Choosing an alter ego that was both recognizable to his friends yet wouldn't give them all away was tricky to say the least. The answer serendipitously came to him as he passed a costume store in the form of the 'Urban Avenger' costume hanging in the window. And so he arrived at the bar shortly after Derrick, revving the powerfull engine of his Harley, Ace never spared an expense when it came to a convincing disguise. He strolled smoothly through the door dressed the part. Black fatigues calf length combat boots and a heavy leather jacket over a black turtle neck. His features slightly altered to closely resemble Jacks own. He pulled his gloves from his hands suffing them in a pocket as he crossed the room waving to Jack, "Hey little bro, thanks for the invite." He said with a mischevious grin, "And this must be the lovely birthday girl." He added as he snaked an arm around Taylors waist and laid a small kiss on her cheek. "Vince Farretti," he said in a low rumble, "Jack won't stop talking about you and now I see why." He said as he took a step back to take an appraising look at Taylor before calling for a scotch on the rocks. He pealed a hundred dollar bill from his billfold and added "And keep em coming form my brother and his friends." he said with a wink to the bartender.

Initiative 27 Ceasar Uninjured 15 Colt 1 HP uninjured 13 Ace 5 HP uninjured 8 Thugs 5 remain Ceasar is starting a full round action, Colt is up.

As Colt swung through the door he was presented with a tragic Tableau. Two scantily clad women, clearly under the influence of some kind of psychotropic drug were craddling a third who was bleeding badly from a bullet wound in her leg, the wounded woman however just stared at Colt laughing slightly her eyes going in and out of focus. He didn't have much time to dwell on that however as a group of 5 armed thugs took aim at him with automatic rifles. Behind them stood the man fromt he picture his face a mask of crazed mania as he intoned to some power in a bizzare mind jarring tounge. Ace's eyes went wide at the sight of the wounded woman and he cursed loudly as he began moving towards her, "I'll stabalize the girl, you get the mark."

Initiative for thugs (1d20+3=8) Thug init. Initiative (1d20+4=13) Ace init. Init (1d20+8=27) Ceasar Init.

HQ APs have been brought up before I think, at least in chat, as I recall the consensus was an HQ AP'd off another HQ was ok but other stuff AP'd wasn't. I was directly told that Vehicals as AP's of one another or an HQ wasn't allowed and I assume the same would be true of standard equipment AP'd off of those. Giant arrays of weapons have been allowed before. I think its been said that a vehical could be AP'd off another vehical if it was like a multi mode vehical, but I don't recall if that was confirmed by official types.

Mike frowned as he started reading the letter, this wasn't the James he knew. Sure the fight the good fight was him to the core, but this fatalistic BS just wasn't him, was it? He handed the letter carefully back to Erin, "She'll find him if he's in the city." He said with unshakeable certainty, "And if she doesn't we'll find another way." Mike stood to his full height as he spoke, "Its never too late." James may think this wasn't their fight but he was wrong, and to Mike Harris it didn't matter what James was or who they had to fight. His friend needed his help.