Tiffany Korta
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Toughness Save: 1d20+10 27 and Grapple Grapple Roll: 1d20+22 34
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Lucy gave a Jack a patient smile, she’d heard it all before with a few details differing each time. “Remember what happened last time Jack? I’m willing to listen but you’re going to have to give some reason to believe you.†She then looked up at Nicola with her coal black eyes before giving the other woman a broad friendly smile. “Yes I’m Lucy Harker, though you might have heard of me as Revenant. Though Lucy’s fine.â€
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ic Sweet Dreams (Aren't made of this)
Tiffany Korta replied to Brown Dynamite's topic in Lantern Hill
Daphne was having some much fun she almost forgot that there was something seriously dangerous going on in this corner of the dreamlands. She slid off the horse and strolled over to beside Rene doing her best badass cowboy impression. “We won’t allow you to do any further harm to the dream lands or their temporary or permanent inhabitants. If you surrender right now we’ll try to find you a suitable location where you can’t hurt anyone.†She tried her best to be understanding to alien intelligences, even if they apparently were out to do harm. After all she was an alien to this world herself, though she far from wanted to harm anyone here. -
Daphne wasn’t a cruel or mean person and despite the harm he’d done she didn't want to get him hurt. She kept her arm around Swish, making sure to pocket the pills she was after. Mother Unit we need somewhere to keep this gentleman out of the way. Call Birthing Unit to a quiet spot nearby, we can put him into the stasis field whilst we figure out what he’s been doing. She looked over at the barman and gave a little shrug. “Looks like he had a bit too much to drink, I’ll go dump him outside for a cab. I dying for a cigarette anyway.†Hopefully once she had him squirrelled away she could look at what these pills were exactly and what she could do to stop them getting out there.
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Oh do you mean like that speech from TNG when Picard is slapping down Q. Daphne's face lit up when Rene mentioned Hamlet, though maybe not in the way that he’d intended. And you have no idea what I’m saying do you? I’m sorry to bust into your brain but I think this Despair Squid has planted it’s tentacles into more than a few people. Do you know a way we could stop him, or her I suppose, all at once?
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Blodeuwedd follow Giang’s lead as they made her way through the airport. She might appear more relaxed than normal but even now she was still looking out for danger. “I wouldn’t mind grabbing a coffee whilst we wait as well. I can never sleep on a flight I’m always looking out for trouble. Guess that par for the course for what we do.†she shrugged the comment away, she wasn’t bothered by the fact at all. “And what were the chances that both flights would come in at the same time anyway, beside I like airports there something about them being stuck between two places.â€
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Blodeuwedd had a little experience with telepathy, occasionally the Orders seers sent instructions in this way. She formed her thought into a reply, which she hoped the Scarab would also relay them to Jack. We could just wander the building looking for evidence, but i appears to me that the vent would more likely lead to part of the building they wouldn’t want people poking around. She was more than happy to allow the more experienced heroes take the lead on this, after all they’d been doing stuff like this for years.
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Lucy had dealt with Fred before and knew sometime he let his instincts get the better of him, he wasn’t necessary cruel or unkind he just got carried away. She gently put a hand on his shoulder and spoke quietly but in a strong confident tone to Bloody Mess. “I think that quite enough Fred, he’s down and out now. Let’s just restrain him and try to find out why he was doing all this.†It shouldn't come to it but she was ready to stop him if he didn't see sense right now.
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It seemed like right now that Dancia wasn’t what was needed right now so she allowed herself to fade into the crowd. With her superhuman speed she changed and ran around the stadium in a big loop returning only meters from where she had just left, all before the fleeing pair had managed to get into the car. With only minimum effort she lifted up the limo above her head a classic pose that would have been familiar to many a Freedom City residence, but ironically not Triakosia herself. “I suggest you go back inside the building Ms. Cain, you apparently have some explaining to do.â€
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Dancia had been momentarily shaken by the vague visions of her past but she quickly shook them off, ilke most of her memories they already seemed to be fading away like quicksilver. One day they’d stay and she would finally know her place in the universe, but apparently today wasn’t the day. “I’m not sure guests would be the right word to use, generally guests are invited into you home. Let’s go see if we can explain to them the difference.†A few hours ago she’d never been this far into space, now she was ready to meet a possibly hostile alien race.
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Lucy had seen similar set up before this wasn’t the first time vampire had tried to tamper with their makeup, and sadly it wouldn’t be there last. She wasn’t going to leap to conclusion about who was behind this, but right now it was a very short list. As the first vampire was just finishing his clumsy attack she stepped up beside Bloodline and her arm shot out catching it around the throat. As she begin to attempt to lift the creature she talked casually to Bloodline as if this was a normal everyday thing. “I know you instinct are telling you to burn this all down, but we need to know exactly what’s happening here. And that probably involves keeping one of them alive.â€
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Revenant will grab Newborn 1 and attempt to lift him off his feet. Attack Roll: 1d20+11 27 and Grapple roll Grapple Roll: 1d20+22 24.
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Lucy will drop down and lift up there van. If possible with the statue sill inside.
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Lucy didn’t have long to assess everything before Bloody Mess did his normal thing when face with a scrap, it was as charming as it was frustrating. She followed him down but was a little more controlled in her fall she dropped next to the van leaving a crater in the warehouses concret. A fall like that would break most peoples legs on impact, and it did to Revenant but as she stood her bones were already knitting back together. Grabbing hold of the van she hefted it above her head, making sure the statue wouldn’t be damaged as she did. She smiled at the surprised men who had a minute ago been standing behind the van. “Please don’t do anything stupid. I will point out I’m currently holding you van.†she gave them a confident smile.
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Miss Grue will stride over to Tundra and attempt to grapple her. Attack Roll: 1d20+8 26. If that hits her grapple roll will be Grapple: 1d20+22 39.
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Daphne look at the tword flying villains with just a hint of frustration she’d been practising altering her body and she knew she could elongate her limbs, only a few centimetre right now, but she didn't have the control right now to use it helpfully. But hey that wasn't something to worry about right now she could practice some more later and hopefully get the hang of it. Instead she strided over to the one baddie on the ground, Tundra, and reached out to grab them. She hadn't quite given up on trying to talk some sense into them. “Look if you all gave up right now I’m sure we could sort out something. You've done the city a service, just in the wrong way.â€
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Revenant shall move towards the trouble, not sure if she'll be able to do anything else this round.
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In a rather dramatic shower of glass and window frame Lucy came bartering though the window. Whilst not the most dexterous of people she managed a half decent roll to her feet ready to fight what ever trouble was inside the house. It was a shame really that no one was here to see her antics. Not that it worry her to much in the few seconds it took to brush herself down she could hear that the commotion had moved downstairs. With her inhuman speed she made her way to where everything was apparently going down.
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Sorry to be a pain Thev but can you give a rough idea of who where and what there doing? Also I assume we're using original Miss Grue so no handy right now elongation .
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The robot nearest Stronghold turned it head in a slightly unnerving fashion and fixed it’s attention on he totally. “Interfering in an arrest is also an offense any that do will also be detained as criminals.†The robot drifted towards Stronghold and it’s arm raised towards her, as it got close it only appeared to tap the hero on the chest. The effect was rather more impressive with Kalea being sent flying back an impressive distance from the other, scattering the crowds that had gather at what they thought was a safe distance.
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Substantial Robot 2 tries to subdue the Stronghold Attack Roll: 1d20+8 28. Stronghold will only have to save against DC 24, but will be automatically knocked back 8ft, double that if she fails the roll. Thoughtspeed is up.
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Being outside her skillset Triakosia choose to stay out of everyone’s way whilst they revived the ships occupant. After taking the time of cause to introduce herself, this space stuff was getting weirded by the minutes. But it wasn’t anything she couldn’t handle at least until Kyla started talking about the communion. Memories floated up out of the corner of her mind, vague indistinct things that seem to evaporate when she tried to focus on them, but one thing she knew had happened she had fled from something something trying to conquer her world. “I think I know of them... or something very similar. We need to stop them now before they become a threat to Earth.â€
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In her many, many centuries of service Sitara had never quite gotten use to the pomp and ceremony that the various forces had insisted on enacting. Maybe it was she had seen some many similar ceremonies or maybe she missed the simple one of her home but now they bored her to tears. In fact whilst the majority of the ceremony was taking place she had been gently dozing lent against her staff, another skill learned from too many battlefield to count. She did make sure to be awake from the end of the festivities, it would be rude to miss everything. With the ceremony over she weaved through the crowd quickly losing the jacket they insisted she wear until she had reached the newest recruit. She gave her time to enjoy the moment before speaking. “Hey kid welcome to the Praetorians. Now how about we hit the Old Town to celebrate? I know this little dive of a bar...â€
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“So what’s the conspiracy going on this time Jake?†Lucy had heard his ranting from the other side of the parking lot and had come over to check on the old man. Ever since she had woken up into the 21st century she had volunteered at the Lady of Mercy shelter on Broadway, and the various homeless had more or less come to accept her and her strange looks. In fact she had discovered quite a few nefarious scheme’s from what they had to tell her, though she commonly had to filter out what was simply mad ramblings. Helping out the mobile clinic was a natural extension of her volunteer work. Plus things had been quite at the Bloodhound Agency ant Fred and Harry, as charming as they could be, were driving her to distraction.
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Whilst Blodeuwedd had taken to city life like a fish to water she had grown up in a little village not dissimilar to the world she now found herself. Though even in the wilds of Wales they had running water and electricity. So with her blade cast to one side and all her technology abandoned she happily pitched in to help the newcomers to get settled into their new homes. She wasn’t exactly avoiding the other heroes pitching in, but she wasn’t exactly tracking them down either. Truth be told heroes of this caliber were slightly intimidating even to Blodeuwedd. After a several hour happily pitching in to help she set out to find her friends to make sure that everyone was okay.