Supercape

Sgt Shark "God-things?" replied Victor, bemused. He was a man who only believed what he saw, or touched, or heard. A man who lived in the concrete and palpable. Everything else was idle speculation for poets and painters, philosophers and madmen (And, he thought, often all four came in one package). He appreciated art, but it was not blood or adrenaline and made no pretence to be (for the most part). "If they do not like me, then so be it" he concluded, fearlessly. With that determination made, he swam towards the Kraken...

Feel free to narrate a scene cut to wherever you want to meet Violet, @Kai Wren!

GM "A useful talent" said Violet, frowning. "And one that I am grateful for. You certainly got rid of those fumes" she said more kindly. "I, for one, would appreciate all the help we can get". She crossed her arms and gave Victoria a look. "I think it is time we had words" she said, firmly. "Things are not always as they appear to be, and rarely as they should be" she said, dripping cryptic philosophy. "But I say we should talks as soon as possible. Time is dripping between our fingers. Who knows what else is happening at the Square Moon?" she suggested firmly. "So tell me where, and I will be there".

Rev Rev forced her limbs to stop whirring and shaking, trying to click them out of their spastic seizures. It was an effort, but they finally started obeying her. "That was shocking!" she grumbled, and was not best pleased that her furious tremors had contributed to the cowboys getting away. "What is this, the wild west?" Well, something suspicious was up. But the automatons were fortunately lined up to provide some release from the irritation. She clenched her metal fists, ignited a pilot light, and let loose an incandescent stream of purple hot plasma in a wonderfully pretty cone. "Lighten up, boys!" she grunted as she did her best to melt them down to slag.

GM "Hmmm? Followed?" asked Armitage. "Why would I be followed? Only Miss Drake knows of the Mask and I, and..errrr.... His train of thought finally caught up with the reality of the situation. "...she could have tapped my phone signal...couldn't she? Or something. I am not familiar with this modern fad for electronicals" he confessed. To punctuate his point, Bonfire saw three men, astride quad-bikes, carefully ambling towards the two of them, trying to look inconspicuous, and looking very intently at the bag with the mask in.

GM "The music, what is it?" pondered Violet, tapping her chin thoughtfully. "That is interesting. And it makes sense, I suppose. Music has a beat, a rhythm, even a time signature. It is regular. At least, usually it is regular. There are aberrations", she added. "Time is of great interest to me. To us" she said, adding in Victoria as an afterthought. "Although we may not agree on everything" she added, more coldly. "In any case, whatever is going on here is an insult to time itself, it seems. I would burn the place to the ground...but I do think we must understand what is going on, and fully. There may be wisdom within the madness" she suggested. "In any case, we have saved some souls and corrected the abomination" she concluded. "But what now? Regroup and lick our wounds?"

Sgt Shark Victor would have raised an eyebrow, if he still had any. "Were-shark? Sea-devil? I am neither of those" he said. "But if you are here seeking sea serpents, then perhaps those sea serpents are the cause of the ships lost here" he suggested, black eyes impenetrable. "I am on a mission from the British Government to find the cause of the lost ships. No storms in the area. Three ships lost in good weather means that something fishy is up, if you pardon the expression" he explained, a grin on his face. But then, he had a kind of grin most the time. "What are your intents on this matter?" he asked the other two.

Sgt Shark "Heads up Sarge! Over the target area!" Victor gave the thumbs up and dove out of the helicopter, straight into the Atlantic. The water cooled and soothed his skin and instantly he found himself in his element once again. The helicopter had taken him into the ocean faster than he could swim which was the only reason to travel that way. Swimming was better in every other aspect. He propelled himself down first, past the turbulence of the waves, and then levelled out. Sea serpents would be a sight to see, and pretty much everybody wanted to know what happened to those three ships. Including the British Government. No problem. He had thought. Then he smelled something. Something shark like. And in the dim light of underwater, he could see too. He swam towards the creature and stopped, floating underwater. "Ho! What are you, and why are you here?" he said, studying the creature. His instincts were ready for a fight, but he wouldn't draw blood yet, not till he understood what was going on. He understood well enough the political sensibilities of events beneath the waves, what with the Atlantean incident...

GM And thus, at the back of the Square Moon, outside the Fire Escape... Violet hauled the last semi-comatose victim out. All five intoxicated men and women lolled about in a drunken stupor, eyes glazed, smiles wan but fixed. "There we go...that's my workout for today" she said, sweating. "But it's not over. Something crazy is going on down there. The music. The drugs. The dead woman" she said, stating the perfectly obvious. "We can't just let this drop" she said, confronting Victoria. "We need to work out what is happening. What strange forces are down there. That woman...that dead woman. I saw what happened. She is slowing time, or something? what happened when she touched you?" she asked.

Hurrah!

Yep! On the principle that if the GM thinks its cool, its cool!

GM And a blast of stagnant air hit Voin and Frost as the cave entrance opened. Inside, it was small, cramped even. The cave of a thousand years ago had half collapsed, but despite this, one could see the slumbering enormous giant that was Dreadnought. One might think he was a statue, or dead, for all he moved. He gave off an aura of calm repose. Whilst there was no danger of falling asleep, one would have the distinct impression that if one did wish to slumber, it would be the easiest and quickest of things. But now, with the cave opened, the spell was evaporating, and the giant awakening...

GM Armitage raised his eyebrows at the disguise. "Goodness, I could have walked right pass you. Teach me to keep my eyes open I suppose. I confess I was rather distracted by the awful spectacle over there" he nodded at Chill Pill. He peered inside the bag. "Ah yes, there is it. Foul and eldritch, to be sure" he nodded, not touching the mask or the bag. "Dare I ask how your procured it? Never mind, I suppose I would be better off not knowing" he conceded. "Drake is rather livid with me. Swore she would put my head on a platter, or something like that. Probably involving entrails and red hot pokers. Suitably brutal. I swear she thinks she is some queen of the middle ages. And not the good sort, either" he added. "Now, the question of what to do with this mask. Have you pondered the matter?"

HellQ Introduction Who are you? Sum yourself up in one sentence. Archaeologist with a little touch of snake. Do you have any nicknames, street names, titles, or nom de plume? “Cassie”, sort for Casandra. What is your full birth name? Cassandra Crow Where do you live? London and Canterbury, United Kingdom. How old are you? What year were you born (if applicable)? 25, Born in 1993 Physical Traits What is your gender? If not applicable, please explain. Female How would you describe your heritage? A long and historical line of Englishmen and women! How tall are you? 5’9” What is your body type? Athletic Do you have any particular weaknesses, such as allergies or physical disabilities? No How do you carry yourself? Are you graceful, or heavy on your feet? Can you be stealthy, do you walk with confidence? Graceful, athletic, and stealthy if I need to be. Describe your skin, eye, and hair color. Skin is usually a sunkissed brown, eye colour is green, and hair is a reddish brown. How do you wear your hair, if applicable? Do you have facial hair? Long and loose, but it can vary! Do you consider yourself attractive? Do others? Yes and yes! Do you have any scars, tattoos, piercings, or birthmarks? I have a couple of scars on my back, my knee, and my shoulder from various mishaps. Do you resemble anyone famous? No Do you have a dominant hand? Right What kind of clothing do you wear? Jacket, boots, pants. The kind of clothes you would go out walking in. Do you wear makeup? A little, but not much. What is your vocal range? Is your voice distinctive in some way? Its slightly low for a woman. But otherwise unremarkable. Do you have any distinctive habits, nervous tics, or mannerisms? No History Where do you come from? Canterbury, England Have you made any major moves, or do you live in your hometown? I have lived abroad for several months at a time, primarily in South America. But I am not sure I have moved there…. Do you feel loyal to your country of citizenship? Do you consider yourself patriotic? How do you feel about the government of your country? Yes, I do. The government has its problems of course, but it is a fine democracy. How do you feel about the place you come from? It is old and noble. Where is your home town? What is it like? London and Canterbury I suppose. London is vast and varied. Canterbury is a beautiful old town. Growing up, were most of the people you knew similar to you, or were you somehow a minority? How did that affect you? Well I come from a rich family so that was unusual, but I went to private school so many of the students there were rich. Is there something you've always been really good at or really bad at? How has that affected your life? I have always been good at exploring, even as a child! I can’t sing. Tone deaf! Were there any traumatic experiences in your early years (death of a family member, abandonment, orphaned at an early age)? No Briefly describe a defining moment in your childhood and how it influenced your life. Picking up my first history book at school. What stupid things did you do when you were younger? Ran away exploring. Where did you go to school? How much school did you have, and did you enjoy it? Canterbury girls school. By and large, I loved it. Do you have any mementos of your childhood? What are they, and why did you keep them? If you have none, why not? Some, like old photographs. I keep them in my work desk in my study. When did you decide to become a hero? Why? Did anyone influence you one way or another in the decision? It is just an extension of my life growing up. To get out, see the world, discover, and explore. Is the reason you give people for becoming a hero different than your real reason? If so, why? No Do you have any deep, dark secrets in the past that may come back to haunt you? My family have a number of them stretching back a few centuries, to do with witchcraft and curses. It is difficult to say what is myth, legend, or truth however… Do you represent yourself as being different from who you really are? Why? No. Honesty is the best policy. Except for having snake blood, of course. Best keep that a secret… If you do have these secrets, what do you fear would happen if the truth became known? How far would you go to protect those secrets? Honestly, not much. Maybe a few insane cultists knocking at my door. I don’t go spreading thes secret, but if it comes out it comes out. Do you have any sort of criminal record? If so, is it public knowledge? Not as an adult. A few minor infractions as a child. Family What are your biological parents' names? Diana Crow (Mother), Henry Rib (Father). I took my mother’s surname – family tradition! Were you raised by them? If not, please explain and describe who raised you. Yes What was their standing in the community? What did/do they do for a living? Respected, bar the floating legends and myths about the Crow family. Where are your parents now? My father died of cancer three years ago. My mother is alive and lectures in Anthropology in London. Did your family stay in one area or move around a lot? A bit of both. We have generally stayed around the South East of England and London, but the Crow family have a lot of estates… How did you get along with their parents? How do you get along with them now (if applicable). Very well. I miss my father, who was really encouraging. I love my mother too but she was a bit more serious and stuck in her work. How do your parents view you now, or how would they? With great pride, I think. Do you have any siblings? If so how many and what are their names? Describe your relationship with them. Yes, Amanda Crow, who is a mountaineer. We don’t see much of each other but we are pretty similar. I think we do different things to stop getting envious and jealous. What was your birth order in the family? Second. Where are your siblings now (if applicable)? Do they have families of their own? What do they do? Amanda is all over the world. She has no family. Do you stay in touch with them or have you become estranged? I stay in touch but not so regularly. Do you love or hate one member of the family in particular? I don’t think I do. Is any member of the family special to you in any way (perhaps, as a confidant, mentor, or arch-rival)? Vera Crow, my maternal grandmother, is a wicked old lady I love very much as a confidant. Are there any black (or white) sheep in the family (including you)? If so, please explain. Not alive. Do you have a notorious or celebrated ancestor? If so, please explain, including how it has affected your life. Winchester Crow, from the 18th Century, was hung from the neck for murder. He was apparently engaged in human sacrifice to some Roman snake God. Do you have a partner and children currently? If so, please describe them. No If you do not have a partner or children, do you want them someday? How firm are you in your opinion on this, and what might change your mind? Possibly, although the Crow family have plenty of problems. What type of person would be your ideal mate? Someone who would let me be free. Not hold me back? Relationships Do you have any close friends? If so, please describe them, and how you came to be close to them. Selena Slate, who lives down in the British Museum and works tirelessly to preserve and catalogue the obscurities that belong there. She is a recluse but over the years we have become close. Jimmy Jones, who is the only pilot crazy enough to fly to some of the places I want to go. Do you have a best friend? If so, how did they become your best friend? How close are you to your best friend? No, not best. If you were to go missing, who would worry about you? My family, Selena. Jimmy would be too drunk to notice probably. Have you lost any loves? If so, how did it happen, and what did you do? I have had loves, but somehow they never really pulled at might heart strings. Do you have any bitter enemies? No If you have enemies, how do you think they might attempt to work against you in the future? Curses and hexes. What is the worst thing someone has done to you? I had my head shaved by some bullies at school when I was eleven. Where do your loyalties lie? In what order? I have a patriotic streak, but more than that I have a loyalty to the British Museum and all the people that work there. In fact, I am loyal to Museums and Universities all over the world! Who or what do you trust the most? Why? I trust the law, at least English law. Always seemed fair to me. Who or what do you despise? Why? Thieves. I think its because stealing something personal from someone is a real scar. Its callous and selfish. What qualities do you admire most in other people? Are these qualities you possess? A spirit of adventure, like me! What qualities do you hate most in other people? Do you have any of those qualities? Rigidity and inflexibility. I don’t think I have those qualities in general, but I suppose everyone has them to a degree. Do you have a secret identity? No Do you work well on teams and in groups? Are you a leader or a follower? I tend to lead, but I really don’t do either much. Are you on a super team? No Are you a member of any church, fraternal organization, club, committee, political party, or other group? How much time do you spend on that? I am on the board of the British Museum as honorary Curator which takes some considerable amount of time. I am involved to a lesser extent in other academic institutions and organisations like the historical society. Personality & Beliefs Who are your heroes? The great explorers, like Armstrong, Anderson and Livingstone. Did you ever become disillusioned with former heroes or idols? If so, why and what were the circumstances? No Do you like being a hero? If so, what is the most rewarding part? If not, what makes you keep doing it? Yes, because I get to see the world and all its intricacies. Is there anything that would make you give up hero work, or even switch sides? Switch sides, no (although I think things are more complicated that just sides). When I get old and slow down, then Ill slowly give up! What are your short term goals (what would you like to be doing within a year)? Find the Lost Lemurian Cities of South America. What are your long term goals (what would you like to be doing twenty years from now)? Explore every square yard of the world. What is your greatest fear? Why? What do you do when something triggers this fear? Being taken over by the Lemurian heritage. Becoming inhuman. Its an existential fear, there all the time. Is there anything you would give you life for? Not that I can think of, but there would be dramatic and terrible circumstance where I would. How do you feel about money and material wealth? Do you desire it or disdain it? Are you miserly with what you have, or do you like to share? Is it a mark of success, or a means to an end? I like it, as it affords me opportunities. It is a means to an end, and I like to share. How do you generally treat others? With the respect they deserve. Which might be quite variable! Are you a trusting person? Has your trust ever been abused? I neither particularly trust nor particularly distrust. Are you introverted (shy and withdrawn) or extroverted (outgoing)? Do you have a lot of self-confidence? Fairly extrovert, although I don’t need company. I am reasonably self confident. How do you act around attractive, available members of your preferred sex? I just like to get to know them. Possibly very quickly if they are very attractive. What are your most annoying habits? Restlessness, not staying still. Do you feel contempt for any general category of people? Who are they, and why? No. What is your favorite food? Do you prefer any particular type of food? Do you take the time to enjoy your food, or do you eat as fast as you can? Nepalese cuisine is my favourite. I tend to eat too quickly! No manners! What is your favorite drink (alcoholic or otherwise)? Gin What is your favorite treat (dessert)? Ice cream Are there any specific foodstuffs that you find disgusting or refuse to eat? No! When you travel the world, you eat anything! What is your favorite color? Are there any colors you dislike? Bronze. I like any colour though. What sort of music do you like? Is there any that you hate? Latin If you have a favorite scent, what is it? I like the smell of earth. Do you have a favorite animal? Monkeys! What is your most treasured possession? Why? My father’s hat. I can smell him on it! Do you enjoy "roughing it", or do you prefer your creature comforts? A bit of both, but I do love the great outdoors. Is there a job or a task you would absolutely refuse to do? I would actually hate to be a police officer. I think you would just see the worst of human life all the time. Do you consider yourself a spiritual person? If so, how do your beliefs affect your life?How important is it to you? Yes, I have an interest in philosophy and some Buddhist beliefs, although I do not practice it “religiously”! Was your faith influenced or molded by anyone special? No, just my travels. Could you kill? Have you killed? I could if need be, and I have – when I was attacked in Peru by some thugs, I fought back and accidentally killed one. What circumstances led to you forming that conviction, or taking that action? Desperation and accident. Are there circumstances under which you believe it is permissible to kill? What are they? Self defence, of course. Or protecting somebody else. There are a number of reasons it is permissible, but it is not something that should be done lightly. How would you react to watching someone kill another person? Would your reaction be different if the killer was a friend or an enemy of yours? It depends on their motivation. It always hurts, no matter what the situation. How would you react if something important was stolen from you? I would be furious and wish to extract revenge. How would you react to public humiliation? Walk away with my head held as high as possible. How would you react if a good friend or relative were purposely or accidentally killed? Has it happened to you? I would be very angry and seek retribution. It has not happened yet. What do you consider to be the worst crime someone could commit and why? Murder, for obvious reasons. If your life were to end in 24 hours, what five things would you do in those remaining hours? Drink, eat, have sex. Career & Training Do you have any special training in your hero skills? If so, where and how did you get it? Hero skills? No. Other skills, yes! Who taught you the most about your heroing abilities? What was your relationship with that person? Myself! Do you have any particularly unusual skills? How did you acquire them? A PhD in South American History from London University Do you do something besides hero work for a living? Have you ever done anything else, or do you plan to? My family have enough wealth for me not worry about earning it. I do work, of sorts, for the British Museum. I have no plans to change. What is your preferred combat style? Straight up brawling. Have you ever received any awards or honours? Academic prizes at university. What skill areas would you like most to improve in? Is there anything you can't do that you wish desperately you could? I would like to continue to study and develop my academic skills, but equally I would like to do that as much by practical experience as reading books. How do you act around people who are more skilled than you in areas you'd like to improve? Are you jealous, or do you try and learn? A bit of both! Lifestyle & Hobbies What is a normal day for you? How do you feel when something interrupts this routine? I don’t have a normal day. It varies so much! Do you have any hobbies, or interests outside hero work? What are they, and where did you pick them up? Horse riding, dancing and wine tasting. I picked the first two up growing up at the family home. I picked up wine tasting whilst staying in France in the summer of 2012. What do you do for fun? Camping and hiking and climbing if outdoors. In the city, a club! Do you have a costume? No How do you normally dress when not in costume? Depends on the situation, but usually a shirt, jeans, robust boots. What do you wear to bed most nights? Depends where I am! At home, just a t shirt normally. Do you wear any special jewelry? No. I hardly wear any jewelry normally. Do you have a special place where you keep your valuables? I don’t have that many valuables, but those that I do, I keep in a little wooden box at my home. What's your preferred means of local travel? How about long distance? Nothing beats flying! Miscellaneous Have you ever made a will, or tried to make arrangements for your death? What provisions did you make? Yes, I will leave it all to my sister. If your features were to be destroyed beyond recognition, is there any other way of identifying your body? No. What would you like to be remembered for after your death? Bold and brave. Do you believe you pose a threat to the public? Why or why not? Probably not, but since I have uncertain heritage, it is possible. What do you perceive as your greatest strength? Fearlessness. What do you perceive as your greatest weakness? Recklessness. As a player, if you could, what advice would you give your character? Speak as if he/she were sitting right here in front of you. Use proper tone so they might heed your advice... I would keep doing exactly what you are doing. Better a day as a lion than a lifetime as a lamb.

GM And so...a little later, at Liberty Park When it came to media, Zyte was a master of all trades. And this included the noble art of the Paparazzi. So, he had secreted himself in some bushes with a powerful zoom lens camera and was filimng everything with he eagle eyes. Chill Pill, in his bright blue spandex, was attracting attention from kids, families, and joggers who were passing by. "Show us some tricks!" was a frequent call, and soon he had become the centre of a small crowd, throwing out icicles and snow. "How did you get your powers?" was the next most frequent ask, and Chill Pill looked vague and uncomfortable. "I..ah...a lady gave them to me. A little Snowbird...ah...gave me ah...special medicine!" he blustered, tripping over his own tongue and looking increasingly uncomfortable in his new role as attraction of LIberty Park. Armitage strolled past, trying to ignore Chill Pill and concentrating on looking elegant in his tweed suit. He walked to a bench and sat waiting for Bonfire to appear.

GM Jon mumbled something along the lines of "where did they go..." but frankly he was too drunk on the fumes to see five feet in front of him with any clarity, let alone follow Incognito's ninja skills. Violet looked around - she had lost Victoria but was less surprised. "Clever...." she acknowledged. She was as cool as her cold blonde hair, though, and did not lose temper over the matter, at least visibly. "Come on, Mister. Time to get out of here" she said, voice disappointed. She half dragged Jon with her. There was indeed a fire escape, which could be unbolted from the inside, leading into a chilly night air. The Bartender scuttled away, back to the kitchen area, quite white with dread, her face a mask of cold sweat.

Notice Roll: 1d20+12 22 bingo, go ahead!

If you make a stealth roll, yes!

GM Violet stopped at Victoria's rebuke. "Is that you speaking, or the Wheel?" she asked, defiantly. "Just going along with what they say without understanding what is going on? Did they completely brainwash you? Think for yourself!" she demanded. The Bartender's eyes looked left and right to try and find some escape from the situation. And yet, there was none. "Sure, sure. Just let me go and I'll go to the cops and tell them everything! That's right! Full confession! Just let me go because I sure am an Idiot!" she babbled. She gave up trying to claw out of the iron grip that Incognito had on her.

Starshot Starshot gave a quick smile of satisfaction. "Shocking" he quipped. Not a characteristic trait of his, but he could not resist the grim humour. He ducked down quickly and turned away from the explosion, again feeling more positive. This was going well, much better than he had expected, although the solider in him knew things could change very quickly, and the longer this went on the more chaos was introduced. He spun around again and took a swing, but a little too fast - or too slow. The robot moved out of his fists admittedly rather telegraphed pole. He resolved to stop spinning. It didn't do his balance any good....

GM The woman gasped as grasped, and tried without success to keep her top hat from falling symbolically to the ground. "What? We didn't....ack! It was the music! the music! It drove us all mad! Like it had too many notes in too many dimensions! I never heard anything like it!" she babbled. "Gloria wasn't the only one, but she was the only one that we managed to pin down! We had to try and save her!" she continued. "We are like family here, and we wanted to understand what was happening! See if we could do anything!" she gulped. "We should try to understand what's happening here..." said Violet softly. "Before we do anything..." "What about those people down there?" mumbled the drugged Jonathan. At this, the bow tied woman blushed and looked awful. "We...needed to...understand what was happening..." she reiterated weakly. "And we had...ahhh....special drugs...." she explained letting the conclusion unspoken but obvious. Experimentation....

GM And so, just outside the police station, Bonfire met Chill Pill and Zyte. It would be melodramatic to say they were having an argument, but it was a conversation with friction. "You told me I was going to be a hero!" said Chill Pill, who was not chill, nor a pill. Unless it was a pro-anger pill. "Calm down! Calm down! Take a chill p...I mean take a deep breath! In...out....and repeat after me. I. Am. A. Star!" "I..AM...A...STAR...." grunted Chill Pill. "At least I better be!" he said, a frosty and nasty glance sent to Zyte, who turned to Bonfire and rolled his eyes. "That's right. Group hug everybody!" he sighed.

Move Action: Move Standard Action: Punch Robot; Punch Robot: 1d20+12 16 I have a feeling that will miss!

ok so feel free to banter as long as you wish whilst clearing the rocks. And quite how your clear them / burrow into the cave / whatever to get inside, please feel free to narrate as per your wishes!

GM Gold and treasures there may have been, but for now, all that could be seen was green hills and grey rocks. And of course the drizzle of tepid rain. Murk may have been blind but he had spent years crafting a perfect map of the area with help from scholars scribes and geologists. He had even accounted, by best estimate, for geological shift over the years. Fortunately, the area was undisturbed by urban life, and bar the odd sheep grazing here and there, had not been transformed by man. And thus, it was easy enough to work out where Dreadnought lay. An cave hidden by a mound of rocks.