Tiffany Korta

As Lucy stomped through the tunnels she was sure she could hear footsteps behind her. Good this is working, either they’ll attack me or help me Then she spied a dark looking shape peer out of a junction ahead of her. Resisting the urge to shine the light in there face she instead illuminated her own, whist trying to look as non-threatening as possible. â€Hello there I’m called Revenant. I’m down here following up leads, something about men in armor. That wouldn’t be you would it? If not then I’m here to help.†Well I’m either about to get help or get attacked. Either one would be a result…

As Lucy carefully descended into the sewers she again wondered how Supers got in contact. Was there some kind of signal or maybe they shared telephone numbers. Maybe the operator connected them with some kind of code word? Whilst the sewer didn’t smell that bad to her, they did look as grotty and disgusting as she’d imagined. Thank god she’d had her new boots to protect her feet. The brick work suggested that the sewer was older than even she was… As she reached the bottom she took out the newly purchased torch, and inspiration struck. Rather than skulking about she could move boldly with full torch light to light the way. Either the good guys would find her or trouble would, possibly both. Whistling a tune Lucy strolled down the sewer tunnel.

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This was getting beyond a joke; this “Heavy Metal†just wouldn’t go down. And she was so aware that the location was having a serious, possible deadly effect on her two fighting companions. And possibly even herself though she had no time to worry about that right now. All subtly was now out, all she was concerned with was taking this man down Right Now Clasping her hands together she swung at him with all the momentum she could muster. Through gritted teeth, devoid of all the earlier humor she spat out at Heavy Metal. “Why won’t you just go down.â€

Should I be hurt that he doesn't want to hit me? Right another unarmed strike (1d20+10=18) If that's a hit then another DC 25 save.

Though when one of the regulars starting talking about armored people coming out of the sewers she hadn’t paid it much heed. In a city full of Super-hero’s it was a fairly common occurrence. When he mentioned the other one she did pay attention. Seems the super had been more interested in his sighting especially when he mentioned about them talking about a “Wormâ€. It meant nothing to her but it must have been important for him to go traipsing around in the sewers. So a few minutes later she was lifting a manhole cover near where the other guy had entered, to descend into the sewers. Actually it didn’t smell as bad as she would have expected.

Lucy tried to spend as many hour as she could helping out at the Soup Kitchen over at the Our Lady of Mercy. Mostly it was because as a confused woman on her first day awake she stumbled into the Soup Kitchen where the sister, based on her dress, assumed she was a volunteer and set her to work. This had allowed her to collect her thought and get a grip of her new life. But it also allowed her to gather rumor and gossip about what was going on around the city. It’s amazing what a homeless person could see around the city and fact she had witnessed herself.

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Well enough fun time to give back she was about to return indoors to change, ready to help out at the mission, when she spied something out of the corner of her eye. Walking, well floating down the road was gossamer like figure almost invisible in the night. It moved unseen among the few people still on the street. It could be nothing, but after a month of demon, vampire’s and metal men she thought it best to check the spirit out in case it was a threat or even in trouble. Not even pausing to change Lucy closed her room window and stepped of the roof of her home.

Lucy sat on the roof outside her room allowing the sight and sounds of Little India, and the rest of the city wash over her. She had just returned from seeing the latest Bollywood blockbuster with her boss/friend Padma. For a woman use to the silent black and white movies of the 20’s the riot of sound and color was a revelation to her. And she had loved every minute. A chance to dress up she had abandoned the drab black suit she had worn since her awaking for a colourful summer dress and a pair of wedge sandals.

From the autobiography of Lucy Harker, unpublished After an eventful night I finally found my old family home, in an area that it seems to have become a little India. When I saw that the place had rooms for rent I just had to have a look. The woman who owned the place, Archana, was a little suspicious of me but after she was sure I wasn’t wasting her time (which I felt a little guilty as I was) she showed me up to the top room of the house. Which happened to be my old room growing up. Right then I knew I had to have this room, so I dug around for the only money I had. â€I’d like to rent this room but all I have is this.†I held up a single dollar bill. She looked at the bill, an internal struggle going on behind those kind brown eyes. “You know that bill is very old.†She held up a hand to stop my protest “And probably quite valuable.†â€Then maybe a deposit?†I smiled my best de-arming smile “If you want a room around here, you must be a little short of money. Did you get caught in the credit crunch?†Not knowing what to say I just nodded. “Then you’ll be needing a job…†And so I gained my first job in the city, working for her daughter Padma…

From the autobiography of Lucy Harker, unpublished After a few minutes wait into the interview room blazed a young black woman who would go on to become one of my first friends in the 21st Century. “Rhonda Rhodes, no relation…†she introduced herself with a tired little smile, of cause then I didn’t know about foundation founded by the late Alexander Rhodes. She then when on to explain about what would happen to the Vampire I had captured and how everyone was a little jittery because of some incident just before I woke up. It was all going well until I used the N-word. No not that one, the other one, a rather innocent term in my time… She didn’t raise her voice or get angry; Rhonda must have heard worst in her time. Instead she simply asked. “Damn girl what century are you from?†So I told her, actually I told her everything, it was nice to actually get all these strange events off my chest. She listened then gave a glance at her watch. “Wow you’ve got it bad. Look I should be off duty already, how about I buy you a beer and welcome you to the 21st Century.†I nodded and stood up. Feeling the card in my pocket I came up with a plan. â€Sure that sound like fun. Look could I borrow your sunglasses?â€

DONE BY SHAENTHEBRAIN My first three points I'm so blessed . I'm going to by off Impoverished for 1 PP, and buy the feat Taunt for another 1 PP. I'm saving my last point for if I get accepted by a super team. If someone could post up Revenants sheet up I'll happyly update the sheet, I made the rookie mistake of not keeping an update copy with all the formatting. DONE BY SHAENTHEBRAIN

I'd love a chance to play alongside such greats, but I think I've given GranspearZX enough problems already ;)

Revenant tip her head to one side and gave her best wide eyed look. â€Is the poor little Heavy Metal being threaten by three little girls?†Stepping up she try to land another blow onto the massive figure â€The problem is Mr. Metal is that you talk far too much. And take it from me, I should know…†Though she hated to admit it she was beginning to enjoy herself.

KISS, KISS, KISS Unarmed Strike : (1d20+10=23) Another toughness save DC 25

The demon of cause, I'll make it a little clearer.

Revenant stepped up to the demon that had just bitten her companion. Tapping him (it?) lightly on the shoulder, she gave the creature a stern look. â€Excuse me sir, I believe it’s my turn to dance with the young lady.†The demon looked at her with a confused look on its face, just as she pulled her arm back and struck the demon. Revenant gave her a wry smile. â€I’m sorry Sir it appears that you’re no gentleman.â€

I'm going to hit the demon who just bit Cheshire. Stike (unarmed) : (1d20+10=28) That "should" hit a Toughness save against DC 25

Arriving in the alley Lucy had a few seconds to take in all the details. Apart from Cheshire, to who she gave a little wave, she saw dog’s maybe wolves slinking around. Wolves in the heart of Freedom City, she wouldn’t have believed it if she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes. A few days ago this would be an unusual even scary, but now without a second thought she threw herself towards one of the wolves. Trying to grab hold of the creature through a flurry of teeth and claws.

Woo-hoo. K, I'm going to try and grapple on of the wolves. Melee Attack : (1d20+8=23) If that hit my grapple roll is (1d20+15=18) I'm looking for spare dumpster to throw this one in, not the one they're attacking obviously , if not I'll keep hold of the wolf for now.

Revenant’s face fixed into a determined look, this man was beginning to annoy her. Plus she was worried that despite all the bravado Cheshire and Wisp, and maybe herself, were in trouble of being damaged just by being in this place. With no style, and no real technique, she stepped forwards and planted a large blow straight onto his face, square between the eyes. She was sure a flash of surprise flashed across his smug little face, a small victory in any case. With a wry smile she informed him. â€Tried dying, didn’t take…â€

I'm a simple kind of girl, I'm just gonna hit 'im. Strike (unarmed) (1d20+10=30) That a straight Toughness 25.

Iniative : (1d20+2=9), wow had did I end up the fastest? :)

Just a thought, but couldn't you have a core team of 5-6 and then several sub-teams? Sorta like Justice League International or Stormwatch. And if each team has a designated "leader" then it should be easier to get two or more team together.