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pl 10 Grimalkin (PL10/15) Heritage - Electrum
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pl 10 Grimalkin (PL10/15) Heritage - Electrum
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pl 10 Torque - PL 10 Vibora Bay PC - Heritage (Gold Reward)
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For planning's sake, Tiamat can run crowd control to keep them from getting out into the city. It'll take her a move action to transform, but she can surge (at GK's expense!) or just wrangle in human form.
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pl 10 Grimalkin (PL10/15) Heritage - Electrum
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At +4 base defense, flat-footed defense would be +2, not +4. -
pl 10 Woodsman (PL 10) Avenger Assembled
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pl 10 Woodsman (PL 10) Avenger Assembled
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Skills I count 137R of skills, though please double-check my math on such an extensive list! -
pl 10 Torque - PL 10 Vibora Bay PC - Heritage (Gold Reward)
Fox replied to Heritage's topic in Archived Characters
Mathematically clean! Fluff/General My primary concern is that this character is only really effective in vehicle form; they don't remotely meet attack/defense caps when they can't be huge - too huge to function indoors, at the very least. If you're okay with that, I'm okay with it - you're an experienced player, and the character has at least some arenas in which they'll operate at full effectiveness. But I'd be remiss as a ref if I didn't at least advise caution. Powers I count 104pp of powers, not 106pp. -
pl 10 Grimalkin (PL10/15) Heritage - Electrum
Fox replied to Heritage's topic in Archived Characters
Fluff It must be rough to come into existence knowing you're a minion-strength duplicate of another person. Might be good for some pathos. Combat Please note your characters' flat-footed defense. With +8 Toughness, Grimalkin would have a -4 knockback modifier, not -5. Powers For the sake of tracking math, please note the actual cost of the Summon power (which is definitely more than 1pp!). -
Gaian Knight's head suddenly cocked to the side, his goggled gaze staring off at nothing as his senses went down. Down was ever his responsibility in these things, and he always hoped it wouldn't be necessary - a thankfully needless precaution - but life was ever full of small disappointments. He could feel them, digging upward through the rock and soil. How many? Too many. "....ladies and gentlemen," he announced, evenly but interrupting and brooking no argument. "We need everyone to calmly clear the pavilion and surrounding area as fast as you can. Something unknown and uninvited is coming up beneath our feet and we very much need civilians and bystanders to not be here when it arrives." Tiamat, happy to let the wordsmiths smith words, was inclined to be more succinct. "You heard him!" she bellowed, disappearing into a fire that quickly left her with much bigger lungs to throw behind the command; she threw her wings wide as the fires faded, great horned head high and alert for threats. "MOVE!"
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Initiative Rolls: 1d20+1 9 1d20+2 3 So that's a 9 for GK, and a 3 for Tiamat. I expected nothing else.
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Whatever cutting response Mara might have had died with a melting heart; her expression softened at Yolanda's honest confession, and she settled for shooting Ellie a guilty look. "Yes. Well," she frowned, taking another sip from her glass. "Much too easy to always...be busy. Metaphor? Too many plates spinning. Too easy to be comfortable with what we have now." She shook her head, only to have to push a now-loose strand of hair back behind her ear. "Still. Good to remember that we can do more, even if reminder is from the head of an evil company. Going to have to watch her on your time off, Steve. Might be evil already." That gave the woman pause, glass partway to her lips. "....haven't checked with HR." Mara's HR department was one hard-working person, whose initials conveniently matched their title, and she never got tired of it. "You did take time off, yes? For a while? On top of what you already took for the wedding? You'd better have. Know you have it banked up."
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Elizabeth turned her head to follow Kam's gaze, and when she turned it back her face was the very image of delight, wide grey eyes and raised white brows and wide Cheshire grin. She was also making a noise that, while quiet, lived in a pitch probably more audible to dogs than people. "You have good taste," she said, still all white teeth and smiles. "Does she know? Does she reciprocate? Is she as mysterious as she seems, with the arm and everything? Can we meddle?" That last one gave her pause, for a moment, her expression falling as she looked at the others. One would hope that Elizabeth was hitting the brakes on her enthusiasm, if one had never met Elizabeth. "Can he stop us from meddling?"
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Alice will Skill Mastery the Notice check, for a 22. Will Saves vs. House, DC27, DC20, DC20: 3#1d20+7 8 26 24 Will saves are not Alice's forte; that could have gone a lot worse for her! That saves on the Illusion and Emotion Control, I believe, but very much fails the Mind Reading. Alice fears:
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"You don't just ask to be a member of an evil house," Alice hissed between clenched teeth, giving Sofí another jab for good measure. She'd followed her more colorful compatriot up to the door, but had been very busy being unseen behind Lou until intervention was necessary. "They invite you in and then you have a nice dinner and then you find out that they don't drink....wine, and then what are you going to do? Hack a ghost? No!" She threw up her hands, for all that she was also trying to get up onto her tip-toes, leaning on Lou for leverage, trying to see through the viewing panel. "Besides, if you ask, you can't negotiate. Hey! If you want blood," she said, "this guy has so much blood. Lou, you can spare blood, right? You lose it all the time for basically free anyway."
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Elizabeth shrugged, an over-dramatic stage gesture that moved most of her upper torso as she carefuly picked her way down the stairs behind Kam, studying the walls and casting her light a bit further down ahead of them. "I'd have given pretty good odds that we'd have found it by accident," she admitted. "Crumbling floors or traps full of spikes, or something. Okay odds that opening the secret door would have set off some kind of other trap, too." She turned her head a bit to look behind, a playful grin draw across her mask while no one was looking. "You'll have to keep an eye out," the young trickster noted, not half as serious as she sounded. "Who knows what kind of boulder could fall in behind us! That's part of the whole tomb package, right?"
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"Oooh, secrets?" Elizabeth said, leaning forward onto the table; she'd been listening with at least decent attention, taking in the tale with one ear while the rest of her simply enjoyed the noontime ambiance, but now her attention was entirely on Kam and her eyes shone with the kind of wide display of color that animals usually used to advertise danger to potential predators. "Secrets and embarrassment. Kam. Kam. You know the secret tax." She leaned even further forward, somehow, grinning. "The tax is that you have to tell us your secrets."
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Mara and Gina had never been friends, exactly. Mara and Jessica were friends. Mara and Ellie had been friends, for all of about a day before they jumped headfirst into something else. Mara and Gina were...rivals? Collaborators? Business partners? Business competitors? Frenemies, perhaps. She'd secured a drink for herself and for Ellie (and not for Erik, to whom she'd good-naturedly accused of having legs fully capable of taking him across the floor to a relevant robot); having rendered unto Ellie what was Ellie's, she turned to watch Gina come through the doors in what had to have been an extreme show of bravery - clutching and hiding and all. So she simply raised a glass, voice as serious and honest as it had ever been. "Congratulations," she said. "Really. Kind of mad you beat me."
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"Not going to lie. Actually thought I might burst into fire when I entered the building." Mara looked around the room, dark blue eyes taking in everything with almost mechanical precision. She'd come dressed in dark greys and sea blues, a blouse that fit close around the waist but flowed loose along the sleeves over smart no-nonsense trousers that hung long over what might have even been short heels - almost certainly Ellie's or her mother's influence, one was hard-pressed to imagine she'd have bought such things on her own initiative. She'd never been much of a party-goer, and was already occupying herself at this one by mentally pulling the design of the robots apart, reverse-engineering their probable construction. "Demons do it in holy places? Probably okay people do it in evil places. Conservation of spontaneous combustion. Those are the rules." Her expression was unreadably flat, but she popped an eyebrow up as she looked back at the people coming in behind her. "It's....nice, though. Fancy."
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Liz hunched over the spot for a moment, the surface of her mask redrawn into one giant vertical eye as if to see it better. "....it's magic," she said, finally, looking up at the others. "Barely, though. I didn't think to check the floor for magic, shows what I know about exploring tombs! No idea what it does, but there's a pretty great way to find out, and it involves adventure!" She stood back up, mask back to normal as she swiped dust off her knees. "Ready when you are! I want to see what was so important that they'd attack a museum full of people in a city full of heroes. I bet it's going to be great."
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Gaian Knight / Tiamat A New Era (2) Alice (Gremlin) Members Only (2) Masque Down in the Underground (1) Lair of the Mummy (3) Please split GK's posts, rolling one to Eclipse and one post to Grim. Ref point to Eclipse, please.
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"As for gaps in our team," added Gaian Knight, gesturing at that very group with an open hand, "we don't believe there's a single perfect way to build any team, nor any set list of features any team must cover. Experience and cohesion will always outweigh checking boxes, as it always has - but we won't be so prideful as to think any group - of any size - could cover all possible bases at all times under all conditions." His voice was warm, but firm, and it wasn't for nothing that he'd been learning from Fleur de Joie's diplomatic example for several years now, and Gabriel's for only somewhat less. "We live in one heck of a city, and one of the great advantages of being based here is a wide, deep network of other heroes we can reach out to if need be, just as League members before us did. We certainly believe we're up for the job, as a team, but we won't turn a blind eye to any persistent gaps we do find, and we'll do whatever we can to close them."
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Masque stood with her hand at her chin, index finger and thumb splayed out like an L in what she was pretty sure was a striking, contemplative pose. "....I have no idea what most of that means," she quietly admitted, "but it all sounds very exciting and important. I have a lot of research to do, I think!" It was a little overwhemling, to be honest - she'd spent most of the get-together watching, rather than participating, a bit intimidated by the sheer number of people who knew far, far more about all of this than she did. "I don't think I want to learn Lemurian, the mask doesn't like that idea much." She nodded her head Sea Devil's way, in apology, a pair of perfectly apologetic eyebrows scribbled on her mask. "I'll maybe look you up if I ever need something translated, though!"
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Koschei The Deathless (PL12) - NPC Tier 3
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Tarrant chuckled, sliding the papers into his coat as he stood to follow the rest. "I thought you always wore it well," he said, shrugging helplessly, "but I won't pretend I'm not a little jealous. Every time I think about putting the goggles away, I think of the school and my students - but the longer at a time that I wear them, the more tempting it gets." Teagan shook her head, doing her best to loom after him - a pre-looming, perhaps, to prepare for staring down the worst of the worst of the press. "You barely have a secret identity regardless," she said. "You may be common, but eventually someone will realize how few women my size, with my hair, bear to hang around men who happen to devote their lives to rocks." "Maybe!" Tarrant flashed her a grin, good-natured and brotherly and absolutely not taking the bait. "You are, as always, a bastion of patience and virtue." She snorted, stalking past him as he held the door open for those still making their way out. "After you."