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  1. Skill mastery then for a 30 result perform acting!
  2. GM An afternoon, and evening, and even a bit of the night to be precise. There wasn't a whole lot on the Knights of Anarchy. Or rather, there was a whole lot, but it lacked depth or substance. Possibly accuracy as well. They appeared to start a few months ago, and had their own website - although it was not well maintained. They professed to be anarchists, of course. There was some cobbled-together philosophy about the rule of sword, nobility, chivalry, and various knightly virtues. But basically, they seem to defy the law. Man's nature was being inhibited by the toxic fungus of law. Or something like that. There was less on Sir Prize, himself, the founder and president of the Knights of Anarchy. He was a big brute of a man, always hiding behind a suit of full plate mail. There was indeed chatter about the illegal (or, more precisely, unofficial) jousting competition tonight, on the beaches of Freedom City, and it did look like it was going to be a clear, starry, moonlit knight!
  3. GM The threat of Sin penetrated deep and the Hornet lost his cool. Fear ran deep and became anger. "Sin? He is Blackstone!" he said, loudly, his voice almost a shout, almost a scream. "He played his game and he lost!" But still, the fear was there, the doubt. He bunches his emerald clad hands into fists. By will, he forced himself to regain a little bit of control. "You are a sly one, Frost, I will give you that. I will not underestimate your strength of body or character. But you pretend to have more cards than you hold, I think..." he mused. "Be that as it may, I have more than enough firepower to fight of an army, if need be. My grip on Hong Kong is tight, and now will be tighter still..." It was, on one hand, a cunning strategy he had played, to import these weapons and play Sin out of the picture. But on the other hand, Frost had hit bullseye. Sin might be in Blackstone, but the Hornet was still terrified of the mastermind. "So, I wonder if you will try to stop me?" he asked, trying to ascertain Frost's motive. "This is not your city, Frost. Go back to Moscow. Even if you could depose me, the web of Sin will only pick another more violent warlord..." Unseen (As far as she could tell), Tsunami got the picture - there were a dozen of Sin's Henchmen ready to play civil war if the Hornet was deposed...
  4. GM "No mortal?" grumbled the Giant, swinging his club. Which looked like a giant oak. "We approach as servants of the King. If you are freind to the King, we are friend. If you are a foe, then we will stomp you" he answered. He was not precisly stupid, but he certainly did not impress with his intelligence. "The Cauldron King returns to cleanse the land with his fire. Some call him brutal, but he is needed. The Seer is bringing a terror beyond your imagination. The Unspeakable One rises, and the Cauldron King is ever vigilant. You, an immortal warrior, are worthy of respect, but the King's mission is absolute..." He stomped his foot. "Now! Give us the Seer! We must know what she has seen!"
  5. Starshot Was it worth it? "Lets go then" he concluded. "At least we can get the climbing gear, some rations. If we can dig the ATV out, lets dig it out. We don't necessarily need to fly it out. Distance depending, we can drive it out. It would be good to have, but not necessary". He would rather be prepared if they could. "Scouting is best done on foot. But the ATV would be a good comprimise between foot and flyer" he reasoned. "Lets decide when we get there...."
  6. They are fanatics, but lets play out that impressive roll!
  7. GM The Knight got on his bike. It did indeed wobble slightly, but he was not so foolish as to realise he had got lucky. He was fortunate to be riding a bike at all. And after that crash, one could even say he was fortunate to have his head within two dozen yards of the rest of his body. "Forsooth! I mount my steed once more!" he said, proudly. He did look rather bruised and bloody, especially on the face, but there was no denying he had a grin, and a proud grin at that. Perhaps he even relished the battering he had taken, for he now had a blue and black face that was a mark of honor. "Pass me my lance, Sir! I will hope to see you at midnight!"
  8. GM Kidd spun the shotgun to Justice. "Drop this?" he smiled, showing his white teeth that shone through his stubbly beard. "Jackson, you little turd, what do you think?" he said, keeping his eyes and gun on Justice. "I...er....I think I'm in over my head..." gasped Jackson. He looked ready to flee, and he was the only thing stopping Kidd exacting his own special brand of policing. The Wall, coming up below, was more than happy to crush Blowfish whoever was watching. Arguably, the Wall actually wanted the audience. "Ill pay! Whatever you want!" gasped Blowfish, beginning to panic. "Now your talking!" said Kidd, taking his gun of Justice. "Attempting to bribe a Police Officer. And on camera too. Now you know I couldn't possibly take a bribe. What kind of fool officer would take a bribe on camera?" he said, giving Blowfish a knowing look. The Wall was less than seconds away now...
  9. Lord Steam "By Vishnu, what a remarkable woman, Blakely!" remarked Lord Steam. After all, it was only fair to remark on the remarkable. "I do love a spot of perpetual Harmony. Much better than perpetual harm. Welcome to our most resplendent planet earth. We come in peace..." started Lord Steam, hands in his lapels, bowing at the same time. He approved of the vaguely English accent. 'Twas surely a sign of a refined, elegant mind. "If there is a problem, verily, we shall solve it...." Examine the beat whilst the jockey of discs revolves it.... "What, pray tell, is thy problem, and what do you mean by near by Earth?" he inquired. After all, "near" was a relative concept. And they were dealing with interstellar space travellers.
  10. GM "Awesome!" replied Penny. She gave the blade a few clumsy swings through the air. Swish swish. She looked less happy with the shield. "I guess its practical!" she conceded. "Although I kind of wanted to look like Betty Bladz from Land of Battlecraft. She dual wields!" she explained. Although she still had a smile on her face as she swung her blade. Boddyflock gave a little jig. "We are searching for the Mushroom mountain! A foul fungus as big as a mountain" he explained, although quite what a mountain meant to a six inch tall sprite was anybodies guess. "Inside lives the King of the Mushroom Men!" he added. "Where he practices his foul religion and black sorcery!" The five sprites hissed in union. "But..." said Boddyflock, rather awkwardly. "We can't find our way...its very confusing, this realm! If only we had a map. Or a compass!" Oz's compasses started vibrating and spinning, then settling to a clear direction. The Mushroom mountain!
  11. Lament "Horses! Horses it is then!" Internally, Lament breathed a sigh of relief. He had half expected a unicorn or a vogling. And he didnt know what a vogling was. Made up animals were always the worst. In a flash, some balloons appeared in his hand. He always kept one or two up his sleeves. To add extra entertainment, he blew them up with his nostrils. These were cheap tricks. But the audience were children. In a spree of typing and blowing, the child had a pink balloon horse. "What do you think of that then?" he smiled.
  12. GM The four giants lumbered up to the decrepit church. It seemed that if one coughed too loudly the church might collapse. The giants could knock it down in an instant. Was the Church safe? Morgen did not resist going back inside, but continued almost indecipeherable muttering with dark overtones. Outside, one giant addressed Voin. "Mortal!" came the deep and powerful voice. "We are called! We are the servants of King Cauldon, firelord of this land! We come for the Seer!"
  13. Lament That's the easy part. I hope. Balloons! Balloons, Lament had long ago decided, where a fantastic thing. He preferred playing to adults, for children were too unpredictable, too unruly. Especially the young ones. But! A good magician had to prepared for any eventuality, and balloons were just the thing for children! "You have all been very brave!" he said to the children, as the skeletal illusions gave a silent round of applause and nods of approval. "Whats your favourite animal?" he asked the screamer, as he started puffing up balloons. It was a simple trick, a simple craft, but he intended to make a balloon animal. At least, he hoped it was an animal he knew.
  14. Lets call it a relatively simple DC 10 Craft (Mechanical) check to bend the bike back into useable form (drive checks at -5), DC 15 to make it almost as good as new (drive checks at -2) and DC 20 to make it perfect!
  15. GM The nosebleed had almost stopped (although the fallout over his chainmail would take some considerable cleaning and polishing to fix), and the Knight seemed almost jolly now. He surveyed his bike. "You did bust it" he complained, looking at the sorry wheel. "You don't bust a man's bike, you know. You just don't" he said, as if it was murder in the first. He didn't need to butress his protestations with any logic, of course. I mean, obviously it was just a thing you didn't do. Even if anarchy and anarchy and anarachy. "Twould be the honorable thing to fix it!" he said, slipping back into Faux-medieval speech and giving Fascimile a hopeful look.
  16. GM On the top floor... As Justice bounded up to the top floor (with the Wall climbing up below her), she bore witness to a bloody scene. It could be worse. But still, it was bad. It would have been a lot worse, perhaps, if Jackson had not kept his camera on. Who would have thought he odious little reporter ended up being a hero? Blowfish had his hands up. He knew he was outgunned, literally. But you could still here the cogs in his brain trying to figure an angle out of it. By his feet, his bodyguard had passed out. Still breathing, but bleeding. Looking clammy and sweaty. Looking in bad shape all around. His pistol lay on the floor, its clip empty. Kidd stood, unscathed, a few feet from Jackson. He swung his shotgun lazily. Not quite aiming at Jackson, not quite aiming away from Jackson. "OK, Jackson, this is a crime scene now. You don't turn that off. I'm going to arest you. And kick your ass doin' it" he grinned. Jackson gulped, and looked mightily relieved when Justice appeared. "Oh thank God! Justice!" he sighed. Literally and metaphorically.
  17. GM "Hurrah Hurrah and thrice Hurrah!" screamed Boddyflock, sword raised high (ish) to meet Pan's. "Tallyo Tallyo! Its off to slay we go! With a cutstab here, And a cutstab there, We slay and slay till there's nought left to slay, Tallyo Tallyo!" Squeaked the five sprites in unison. "Tallyo, Tallyo!" sang Penny, swinging her fist excitedly at the refrain. "Can you give me a sword, Oz? A shiny sharp one?" she asked. "Cutstab here! Cutstab there! Awesome!"
  18. Flux "The whole thing makes me uneasy" replied Quill. He was still existentially nauseated from his non-time in the quantum dark zone. "But I wouldn't miss this" He could hardly turn down this kind of puzzle, this kind of scientific mystery. It attracted him, like a moth irresistably drawn to the flame. Lets hope we don't get burnt... "Besides, I dare say you might even need me" he said with a smile that was halfway between modest and arrogant. He did know what he was talking about when it came to astrophysics, and his brain was a living sensor array. "Just...lets be careful, hey?"
  19. GM "Fungus! You seek the FUNGUS!" roared Boddyflock, incensced. He drew his sword and waved it around alarmingly, as if it was two yards long not two inches. In reality, it would do against a spider, or maybe a cat at most. "The Fungus men have been raiding our lands for the last month! Viscious, wild, smelly!" he explained. "You should have nothing to do with them! They are a blight on our world! On EVERY WORLD!" "KILL THE FUNGUSMEN!" roared his small squadron of sprites. "But I ne...." started the Black Rose Lorenzo. Penny kicked him sharply in the shin. "...ouch!" "To help you. We need to help you!" added Penny. She knew enough about the Fae to realise that even six inch sprites could be annoying and vexing at best, dangerous at worst.
  20. GM The Knight got to his feet slowly. "Sir Prize is holding a grand tournament by the beach!" he said. "We don't have a hangout, or a bar. We live on the road!" he said proudly. He started grasping at the air animatedly, full of fevour for his passion. "What does this society do but surpress the joy and belief of man? Is this living?" he asked. It sounded suspiciously like he was repeating a mantra rather than creating one. "No! The Knights of Anarchy Reject Society! We have no home bar the ground we walk on!" He coughed up some blood and spat out what looked suspiciously like a tooth. "Come! Join the movement! Fun and fury for all the family at the beach!"
  21. Flux Flux withdrew his concentration back to the here-and-now. Quantum entanglement was a disorientating process - it simly wasn't meant for the human mind. Even his. He wobbled slightly and leant over to stabilise himself. "The station is..." he said, as he started getting the grit back into his brain. He realised then that he wasn't talking to a symposium of astrophysicists. "...well. Let me put it this way. There is a quantum ah...wobble....inside the station" he explained. Sort of explained, anyway. "A rift in space-time. A tear, you might say. And as far as I can tell it originated in the station. Or rather, it started there. Someone might have put it there. It doesn't seem connected to the quantum dark zone singularity" He cracked his knuckles. "So, yes. We probably have to go in there. And I doubt it will be safe"
  22. GM The Wall continued his descent. But this time, he changed. His face contorted with effort, and his body ballooned and shrunk at very points. His limbs retracted, his girth expanded, and in the blink of an eye he was more like a football than a man. Boing! He hit the ground and bounced back up again. If there was any doubt about whether the Wall was superhuman or not, it had gone now. He appeared to not only be unnaturally strong, but be able to turn himself into a bouncing man-sized ball! But he was not coordinated. His bouncing boing! did not come up the hole as he would have liked. Instead, he pinballed around the lower floors for several seconds before coming to a halt. And above, there was the sound of gunfire!
  23. That looks good to me. Its probably a stretch to say she gets up this round, but lets move out of combat anyway! In any case, you have the headstart on the Wall, who is having to go up the stairs again!
  24. No, feel free to fall however you like! Ill say you can catch a hold halfway down if you wish.
  25. Starshot Starshot did not jump to conclusions, but studied the map carefully. "The mountains would be best" he concluded. "We should find good cover, and if these logs are correct we could move inwards towards the villages first, and then the mining base" He straightened up. "The down side to the mountains is the mountains. Tough going on foot" he summised. "But its still our best bet. Lets just make sure we can try to rustle up some mountaineering and climbing equipment. Even rope and axes would do" he said. "We could try making it back to the Xeno. Its well equipped. And, althuogh its a long shot, we could try digging the ATV out. Your thoughts?"
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