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"Eleven hundred seventy five pounds," Wail rumbled in immaculate deadpan folding his arms across his broad chest and tilting his head slightly as he raised one eyebrow above his sunglasses as if to inquire if something was the matter. He only let Jade Dragon stew for a moment before shaking his head with a chuckle. "Sorry, but it's true, and you don't get a straight line like that too often. Especially since, in the old days, I usually ended up playing the straight man, ironically enough." He lifted on hand to tap pointedly on his opposite bicep. "Superdense muscle tissue. Most cars can't carry me, let alone one of those little toy rope guns you jumpy types love so much."
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A deeply ingrained part of Jack flashed with anger at the idea of the kids being taken advantage of, particularly Equinox. Having seen her in action, he objectively knew she could more than take care of herself, but his subconscious counselled finding the biggest club he could lay hands on and smashing the smug blond's head in. "Man, freaking demons, huh?" he said aloud with a commiserating exhalation. Pausing for a moment, he regarded the woman sitting beside him, gauging her expression. "Hey, Noxie, c'mon. You're not exactly the only person to ever think somebody was cool as a kid and be embarrassed about it later. There are boy band posters in my family's attic that did not belong to mi hermanita, okay?" Wry as his tone was, there was a heavy undercurrent of reassurance. "People who just pick up power are never going to beat the people who work and trained for it. This jerk can get as angry as he likes; we're taking him down."
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"Ha, I have some miles on me, yes. Hmm. And I thought the stories about giant alligators in the sewers were silly," Wail remarked, stroking his grey streaked beard as he thoughtfully looked down the manhole cover. "Still better than that Nazi T-Rex." Turning back around he addressed Jade ragon with a mountainous shrug. "Not likely going to find much down there, unfortunately." He doubted Gorillon has just happened to wander above ground to attack the city, tracking down whoever had sent the beast would have to wait for another day. Tilting his head slightly, he regarded the young woman in green. "So, you've got to be the... third Jade Dragon now? I was out of the loop for a few years, so I'm still playing catchup."
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Settling into the passenger seat with some trepidation, not entirely sure where to put his arms or hands in the ramshackle vehicle. "...yay?" he managed, giving Equinox a bemused smile that wasn't entirely convincing. Wrapping one hand around the other and resting his chin atop them, the fencer grew serious. "What can you tell me about this guy? I'm getting that he's a screw up who tried for a short cut to power, yeah?" He wanted to know as much about their opponent as he could learn on the trip there; once they tracked him down, Jack intended to end the fight quickly.
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Wail chuckled as we followed Jade Dragon over to the spot she'd indicated, moving with considerably less speed or agility than the younger hero. "Heh, sorry about that. You're lucky, though; at your age I didn't have nearly this much control." With the mask in place it was honestly hard for LaMarr to gauge how old she was exactly, but the spring in her step gave him a ballpark guess. "If I'm not slowing you down, I'll stick around. Don't like to leave a job unfinished."
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ic Graduation Day: The End of the Beginning (IC)
Gizmo replied to Avenger Assembled's topic in The Realms Beyond
"Not long," Trevor answered the elder Midnight, the young man's face clouding over subtly in the stark lighting of the Manor. "This is only our first stop. Reality bombs on multiple, interconnected worlds. Demolitions on an omniversal scale: take out support beams, whole building collapses." His explanation was short and clipped, difficult to follow for most people, but Travis Hunter in any version of reality was not a man who spare much time on unnecessary words. Tilting his chin slightly upward, the young man narrowed his onyx and ruby eyes. "We're very good at creating collateral damage on the way to an objective, however." -
It took Jack a moment to regain his balance as the spirited goddess shook his arm, but he managed to return the gesture with a bemused grin. "Well, I like her," he told Doktor Archeville with a loud laugh, "She's obviously got an good eye for talent!" Extricating his forearm from Thrude's grip, he looked to the massive weapon slung over her shoulder with a low whistle. "Yow. My weapon? Oh, ha, well I tend to cut out the middleman," the energy manipulator explained, raising his right hand. As he did, the electrical surges the Daughter of Storms had released into the air swirled on a downward funnel to his outstretched finger, sparks linking into delicate lines of lightning and twining together until he held a razor thin rapier of crackling electricity solidified in his grasp, arcs of power folding over his knuckles into an ornate handguard. "I do my own forging."
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"Now that's enough of that, fool!" Wail admonished the lunging gorilla, planting one foot firmly behind him, leaving a imprint in the pavement and narrowing his eyes behind his sunglasses. Taking another deep breath, the earsplitting educator let loose a tightly controlled column of sound, a pillar of sonic force that slammed into Gorillon as he leapt like a wrecking ball and kept on pushing. In the span of a moment, the great beast was lifted up off of the ground and launched over the rooftops of Port Royal, soaring uncontrollably out to sea. "And that's how we took out the trash back in the day," Wail proclaimed, dusting off his hands.
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Sonic Wail; All-Out Attack 5, Power Attack 5. (1d20+8=14) DC 15 + 18 + 5 = 38.
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"Yeah. We're... an odd little family," Jack admitted, trying not to make too much of a show of appreciating the view. "Strays and misfits, mostly, gathered together." Stepping toward Willow, he held out his hand to her. "We're the Interceptors. We stop the bad guys." With a flash of pearly white teeth, he took the dryad by the hand and led the way down to the ground floor and the spiral staircase that most certainly had not been their the previous evening. Descending into the underground base, Jack leaned forward to peek his head down first while the rest of his body caught up. "Hello! Hi! Sorry about the wait there, was sort of in the middle of something when you, well, bellowed." Making it the rest of the way to the floor, he waved and grinned at Thrude. "Well, you're tall and blonde and covered in armor and interesting electrical fields, aren't you? I'm Jack." Turning back up the stairs for a moment he indicated the woman behind him. "Speaking of new people, this is Willow. Ah, was planning on doing this a little more gradually, but direct and to the point seems to be the watchwords lately."
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Jill felt oddly pleased with herself as she realized that she'd already met all of the assembled heroes, and apparently made a good enough impression previously that none of them argued to leave her topside. "Tch, like you could leave me behind if you wanted to, Labour Day," she scoffed with a broad grin in Gabriel's direction as the group was being outfitted with mundane equipment. "My costume's already got some protective weave," she explained as she turned down the body armor. "I'm more of a 'not get hit in the first place' gal anyway. Wouldn't say no to the taser, though. Never thought I'd miss the ol' Touch of Doom."
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ic Graduation Day: The End of the Beginning (IC)
Gizmo replied to Avenger Assembled's topic in The Realms Beyond
Trevor winced a little at Erin's rebuke but pressed his shoulder against hers in a subtle gesture. For all the terrible scenes playing out on the monitors, all the heartbreaking memorials to fallen heroes, the tank like version of the familiar Night Cruiser, the thing that caught his eye were the hefty pistols near the owner of the concealed headquarter's gloved hands. Setting his jaw, the young man unfastened his own mask to reveal his pale face, fedora in hand to fully expose the obvious family resemblance. "Taught me raising your voice is admitting a loss of control," he remarked softly, stepping forward to stand at the front of the assembled youths. "Midnight is always in control. You." He tilted his chin toward the imposing alternate version of his grandfather then squared his own shoulders. "Me." -
Initiative. (1d20+9=11) Ouch.
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Jack gave Colt a brisk nod at the suggestion to be quick, clearing his throat lightly at the mention of the wedding and leading Willow back to his room with his free arm sliding around her slender waist. The swordsman felt something akin to warm satisfaction at the ancient plant manipulator's polite but firm explanation that she wasn't putting herself on display for just anyone, not due to any sense of competition with his rustic friend or possessiveness toward Willow, but stemming from underlining that she'd chosen to share the night with him. Once he'd closed the door behind them once again, he returned the light kiss on the cheek, an almost shy gesture from the outgoing Interceptor, and turned to the sparse dresser and closet. "Well, help yourself," he told Willow as he retrieve a pair of jeans and a tight, slate grey t-shirt for himself. Anything in the athletic young man's size was going to be a little big on the white haired woman, but she was tall enough that they would do in a pinch. "Sorry for the sudden hustle; didn't know the Dok was going to be bringing company by today."
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"Hey, it's got, ah, character!" Jack observed encouragingly, rubbing the back of his neck with one hand as he tilted his head slightly to observe the unusual automobile. Trusting it to get them where they needed to go seemed a little optimistic, but he was trusting Equinox to know where they were going in the first place anyway. "I've never even been able to afford a car, so I'm in no position to judge," he assured her stepping over the passenger side door.
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On the computer monitor, Vince's hair was blown backward as if from a sudden gale as Thrude raised her voice in triumphant pronouncement. "Woah-ho! Gotta love that enthusiasm!" the artificial intelligence laughed, clearing one ear out with his pinkie. "Actually, Trudy m'dear, I'm a bit of a special case," he explained, sliding his feet from his desk and standing up with an exaggerated stretch that caused his jerkin to ripple into a more contemporary outfit. "I really am in the computer. Well..." Sauntering off to one side, the avatar disappeared for a moment before stepping into view on another screen nearby. "In all the computers, really! The proverbial ghost in the machine, donchaknow." With a grin from ear to ear, he popped out of view once more and came walking large as life around one the corner of one of the underground base's corridors, though his image remained a few inches shorter than the statuesque goddess as it wrapped oddly around the right angle. "Fifth Iteration Networked Computer Entity, very much at your service, m'lady, though you may - and I sincerely hope you will - call me Vince!"
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Stepping out into the hallway, Jack slid back a step to avoid colliding with Colt, keeping a hand on the towel wrapped around his waist to hold it in place. "Heeey..." he greeted with a rueful grin, rubbing the back of his damp hair with his free hand as he turned to look at the graceful immortal as she followed his out into the hallway. The fencer wasn't really embarrassed by being discovered as he was chagrined by the potentially awkward introduction she was about to get to his teammates. "This is Willow," he told the cowboy, adding after a beat, "She's a dryad." Coughing slightly, he took a half step to stand a little closer to the white haired woman in a vague show of solidarity. "Aaand I should probably find you some pants or something, huh? Yeah."
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As the group conferred with Wallace, the rising sound of heated argument eventually drew their attention to young woman in crimson and black in animated discussion with one of the guards. Setting her shoulder and clenching her fists at her sides, Jill O'Cure turned and stormed away, catching sight of the newly arrived heroes. Eyes lighting up, she hurried over with a wave. "Hey! Finally, excellent." The acrobatic Interceptor stood next to the ranking scientist with her hands planted on her hips. "Dok Archeville had me here helping in the infirmary, but when everything went all pear shaped they made me come up here even though, hello, mask and tights and everything over here!" Jill had obviously gotten herself a little wound up trying to convince the prison staff to let her lend more direct assistance, testily blowing an unruly lock of dyed black hair off of her bandana mask. "I've put bad guys in prison, y'know. I'm just saying." Calming down enough to really look at the assembled familiar faces, she blinked at Fleur. "Dios. Uh... shouldn't you be, y'know... lying down somewhere not full of supervillains?"
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Wail's hand engulfed Jade Dragon's as he shook it, the young woman's formal behaviour bringing a small smile to the broad-shouldered man's face. "Knew your predecessor from the seventies," he supplied by way of explanation. "As for my name, you can call me Wail. Cover your ears for a second and I'll show you why." Turning to the struggling behemoth, the aging hero drew in a deep breath and let out a wide cone of sonic force that vibrating in the bones on anyone nearby. Gorillon managed to power through the onslaught, but it was enough for Wail to take the beast's measure.
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ic Graduation Day: The End of the Beginning (IC)
Gizmo replied to Avenger Assembled's topic in The Realms Beyond
Trevor followed quickly behind Erin once Cobalt Templar set him down, only letting her go first without argument because he knew that if this alternate version of his grandfather had meant to attack them, they never would have gotten as far as the front door without incident anyway. Stepping up the grandfather clock, he moved both hands to point directly upward, striking midnight. As he did, he quietly spoke to the young woman beside him. "Didn't mean to worry you. Didn't meant to... do that," he admitted as the clock sank into the wall and revealed the staircase downward. "Disconcerting sensation." -
Wail will start out with his Sonic Scream AP: Should be DC 28 Toughness and DC 19 Fortitude, Reflex saves withstanding.
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Sorry, do Jack and Grim have to make saves at all? If they do, are they the same DC as Nick and Gabriel's?
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ic Graduation Day: The End of the Beginning (IC)
Gizmo replied to Avenger Assembled's topic in The Realms Beyond
Midnight watched Wander leap away, frowning deeply with concern beneath his featureless black mask. --Eve,-- he sent over the telepathic network Sage had established between the teammates, --see what you can get from the ones Mark captured. Troop positions, nearby reinforcements, and anything that might be related to the reality bomb. Or... Midnight.-- Aloud, he spoke to the younger man holding him aloft with telekinetic flames. "Templar, we need to be at the Manor now," he instructed, indicating the direction Erin was headed and the mansion beyond. -
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