Tiffany Korta

She had always wondered how fire would affect her, but she wasn’t really ready to find out right now. First thing first get rid of the danger to the Haitian. Relying on the fact that the man in front of her didn’t know she was fully recovered snatched the gun right out of his hands. Acting totally unconcerned she turned her head towards the Haitian man. “I suggest you leave now before they come to your senses. Unless you happen to be flame proof as well.†She turned back to the stills turned Hood. “And to you I suggest…†with little effort she crushed his gun, letting the pieces fall to the ground “… I suggest you run.†She gave an evil grin.

Give me a notice roll SC to see if Synth can pick out any additional details.

Lucy had to admit that it was quite an impressive display; it reminded her of some of the old models you use to get at the World Fair. Not that she had much time to enjoy the show before her and the rest were whisked away to a miniature wonderland. Well all in the course of a normal day. She was still surprised even now at how undisturbed she was at the strangeness of the whole thing; instead she looked around to see what she had to hand. Whilst the others kept the robot bust she stayed at the back testing her strength against the toy cars which lay about the place as an improvised weapon, or even escape route.

Repatriated by Trollthumper. Young Britannia A mini rebuild for YB - Reduce Trade-Offs to -1 Attack/+1 Damage (Melee), -1 Defense/+1 Toughness - Increase Reflex Save by +2 - Reduce Enhanced Constitution to 10, replace Light Control Array with following Light Control 7 (14PP Array, Feats: Alternative Power 2) [16PP] Base Power: Blast 6 (Feats: Accurate 2) [14PP] (Burst of Light) Alternative Power: Dazzle 4 (Visual Senses, 80ft Range, 40ft Burst Radius, Extra: Area (Burst), Feats:Progression(Area) 1, Progression (Range) 1) [14PP] (Blinding Light) Alternative Power: Healing 6 (Feats: Regrowth) [14PP] -Drop all from Enhanced feats except Beginners Luck and Add Past Lives 2.5 (4PP Array, Feats: Alternate Power) [5PP] Base Power: Comprehend 2 (Read All Languages, Speak All Languages) [4PP] Alternate Power: Enhanced Feats 4 (Attack Specialzation (Unarmed), Eidetic memory, Jack of all Trades, Well Informed) [4PP]

Agnes gave him a little look as her brain whirled into overdrive and then she came to a decision. “Look this might mean we might not get past the starter, but yes that was a pure PR answer. And I know exactly how PR goes I’ve done my share of safe interviews. Then again I was stupid enough to think I could win a TV show and then buck the trend and be more of that a one hit wonder.†She took a gulp of water, wishing it could be something a little stronger. “So why do you do it? I’ll start if that helps. There isn’t a bigger buzz than standing there on stage singing with the crowd going along with you, however many they are. There…†she wanted to say the only thing that came close was the freedom of flying, but it was a little too early for that “…is nothing quite like that in world. It’s hard coming down off of a high like that†she gave a little laugh “And I’ve been force into several months of cold turkey.â€

Well this was it she was finally a legal citizen of the US. But she was aware that she had been an absolute nightmare for the last couple of weeks, and now she was slowly trying to make up for that fact. Little Asha had probably let her bad moods slide right off of her, but was easiest to find a sorry present. Because she had been going on about this mysterious toy launch by Fun Time Toys ever since they had announced the launch date. So after a few celebration drinks she had slipped out of her own celebration party to join the cue outside FTT. Clad in a heavy winter coat and scarves and with her brown wig in place she’d hope she wouldn’t be noticed and she could spend a quiet few hours looking at this mysterious toy.

I'd like to grad and crush the Gangster's gun, the one that's threatening the Haitian. My Attack roll 1d20+11=28 And my Strength check for the opposed roll 1d20+8=18. I'll wait to see how well it all goes befoer I post the attack.

Damn he was getting to old for this! Sergeant Dixon had seen many strange things in all his years as a member of FCPD but he’d never seen anything quite like that. The young rookie he’d been saddled with, who looked to him about 12, wasn’t at all fazed and actually seemed to have a morbid fascination about the poor corpse. He told her he was just going to guard the door tot eh apartment building, but really he just wanted to get some fresh air. He also lit up a cigar he knew he’d promised his wife he’d quit, but this was an unusual situation. Just a few more minutes and he’d call in for a Detective then he could wipe his hands of all this and get back to nice safe gang warfare. He just hoped nothing else strange was going to happen tonight.

Lucy had to admit she didn’t quite understand why the Ambassador had such a problem with Leviathan, but he seemed to drawing all his ire, despite Lord Steam and her own efforts. Maybe she was trying too hard to solve the problem of why he was attacking, because she wasn’t really paying attention to were exactly her target was, her blow only just made contact with target. It was a clumsy blow and she had to readjust her stance to avoid landing on her butt. She swore softly and quite creatively in Russian. She’d had to take the pressure off of Leviathan soon, she wasn’t sure if he could take much more of that punishment.

Simple hit again 1d20+11=15, ugh so close.

She carefully put down the glass so as not to spill any or even break the glass. “So this man was hiding his knowledge in full sight like in a Holmes story.†She didn’t ask how he knew that is was accurate; he wouldn’t give a straight answer anyhow. “And this man wrote about another like Nora or even myself.†She was still a little uncomfortable admitting her own state. “And I assume you know more than just this one sighting or reference. Unless you ask me here to enjoy my fine company and the expensive, oh so expensive, claret?â€

“Yes when a woman in a fabulous dress tells you something is hinky about a picture you listen to her.†she gave a broad grin “More wine?†She topped his glass up with a generous helping of a very expensive Claret. Did they still allow you to wash dishes to pay for a meal? “I’d try to charm you to find out exactly what you know about Nora, and how you appear to know so much. Occasionally I get these weird feelings about people and thing, like with the painting of Nora, and you my dear Rene are as they say off the scale. And it’s not all because of your Gallic charm.†She pour herself a glass of the Claret, for all she knew it could be paint thinner, still the act of drink it was enough. “Still one mystery at time, eh Monsieur.†She then proceeded to tell the tale of her discovery of the real nature and how after a small scuffle she had managed to subdue Nora and learn a little about her vampiric origin and her mysterious master. And finally how with the help of Nick Cimitiere, well to be fair he did all the work, Nora was able to start a normal life. She still couldn’t shake the feeling that the cunning Frenchman knew all of this already.

Thanks,I think Revenant would be best as YB went home forthe holidays .

Room for a little one? Would prefer to use Revenant but as she the top end of your PL (being 12) I'd understand if you'd prefer YB (who's only 8).

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Initative : Is this a good time to mention the major edits I put up last month and haven't gone through yet?

It was only a couple of days until her court date to legally become a citizen again and Lucy was nervous about how the case would go. After another whole day going over all the paper again looking for any flaw in her arguments she was a little frazzled and her normally sunny demeanor had evaporated. So when the telephone rung she was less than pleased. “WHAT!†Her tone softened at the sound of Rene’s voice, and she could probably do with a break. “Sorry, a Happy New Year to you too! Yes dinner would be a nice diversion.†She gave a small laugh her bad mood evaporation. “And we can discuss that dress you owe me. I’ll wear something purple for you. I assume you’d like to dine in your usual haunt?â€

I'd like to apply just enough force to break the lock without destrying the door. With my Super-Strength that would be 14 against the door.

Agnes signed and in an instantly resumed her Young Britannia form. “Oh well bugger all this subtly then. I assume both of you are armed in some way. If so I suggest you get ready. And try to stay behind me; I’m a little more bullet resistant than you two are.†She grabbed the rusted door and tensed her muscles ready to pull whilst the two gentlemen got ready behind her. “Everybody get stand back, and I suggest you don’t try this at home!†She them began to push the door inwards whilst striding forward hoping to take the door with her and catch the occupants by surprise.

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Freedom Ledger, 4th January 2012 Undead woman declared “alive†In a city renowned for its moments of weirdness this has to be a first in the city. A woman has successfully argued in court that she is still legally alive, either though she is one of the “undeadâ€. It seems that when the unfortunate Lucy Harker was murdered in 1927 her grieving parents couldn’t bring themselves to file paper declaring her dead. By being able to prove her identity she is now able to legally resume her identity with all the benefits and commitments that entails. The judge also ruled that as Lucy only resumed her unlife last year the government couldn’t ask for any back payment of taxes prior to that date. Miss Harker herself said she was delighted by the decision and was hoping to be able to resume her previous career as a lawyer.

The creature formed itself a face, a cruel mockery of Starlight’s masked visage. It voice was croaky as if it was unused to speaking. “What I am is unimportant. The task is in hand the target will be killed.†The creature then seemed to lose all cohesion, flowing through Starlight’s fingers to form an inert puddle of pink goo at her feet. The creature seemed dead as much as it could be said to have been alive. On the wind Synth caught the barest hint of a scent from nearer the building, like the ex-creature before them but subtly different.

She gave a little mock bow. “Arthur C Clarke would disagree with you Monsignor, but thank you anyway.†She concentrated briefly and her normal, disguised, visage returned. She gestured towards the interior of the ship. “Unfortunately my Spanish only goes as far as Two Beers and No, I don’t want to dance. So you are going to have to do most of the talking Monsignor.†In her tiny little blow for feminism she pulled open a nearby hatch. “Shall we go and see if the crew are willing to help. I’ve had a couple of lucky days with sailors the past couple of days.â€

I think the second best fits the way I described the effect, so lets go with that. And thanks for doing the heavy lifting for me .

Try to make sure that any of those nasty little Inquistion don't see the glowing light that is YB landing on the ship.