Tiffany Korta

You are right I'm talking to a giant hockey puck . So just ignore my entire post.

This part of the West End had changed since Lucy had last walked the streets. It used to be where those who considered themselves Middle-class, despite having no more money than anyone else. Who proudly kept there street clean and tidy Like her parents. She’d been putting it off but finally, after the last few days of weirdness, she had decided to try and find the old house. She remembered the address like it was yesterday, which to her it almost was, but some of the layout had changed over time. She was close she was sure. Actually the area seemed unusually quiet and she wondered if the houses had been abandoned. No one else seemed to be around, well accept for those artists… She stood for a few minutes and watched them lost in their work, marveling at the shapes and color they were producing. Whenever she felt the panging for the old day’s she only had to remember the wonders this had to provide. â€Wow guy’s that’s really good†she step towards the confused graffiti artists.

Cubist I don't think me and Blueshift have meet yet, not she's doing what I like to call "Stalking" or "Spying" . Can I get a chance to spot the two watching me? Let see if I can I'll have a notice of 24, yup that should do it! If not I'm going to try and find out information the hard way, fishing for information from the bars and clubs, starting with the nicer places and working my way down to the seedier parts, a Gather Information of 9. Well no information for me. As for information about Revenant, probably all that can be found is Heavy Metal kicking her ass. The benefits of a woman pre-dating the Internet .

Revenant quickly scanned the situation and came up with a plan, without pausing to consider the option she kicked off running at almost full pelt toward this "Heavy Metal". "Ding, Ding Trolley Car coming through!" It looked like she was going to ram into him at full pelt, except at the last moment she "tripped" on a glowing footprint to bounce lightly off his chest. She smiled up weakly at the man "Hello, I'm Revenant. You wouldn't like to surrender now would you?" Inside she was beaming, this might actually work. It seems that all those Saturday morning cinema visits weren’t a waste after all Chaplin and Keaton would be proud. After all she knew she could take the pounding this man could dish out, saving the others from harm and hopefully pulling her fat out of the fire.

Right i want to try something really stupid, or possibly brave i'm not sure which. Move action to reach him, which is fine as I can cover 100ft as a standard move. The a Trick, I want Heavy Metal to focus his attention on me, thats 23, 28 if he finds me attractive. Everything I know i learned from Buster Keaton . On the plus side as a construc I'm immune to his radiation!

I tried my best, but... Initiative 3 Guess it's up to those young uns.

Okay this id going to come across as just greedy , but my background has vampires all over it. So can I join?

Hey I gone and posted something. If it helps Cheshire and Revenant met fighting Heavy Metal, and Revenant doesn't have a secret ID.

Freedom City being what is was the Desk Sergeant wasn't surprised by anything anymore. So when a short pale woman walked in carrying a man over her shoulder it was just another day in the office. "Sergant, I'm handing this man over to you. Be careful he's a vampire." the voice was use to dealing with people. He looked at her dark pure black eye and everything became clear, just what this city needed another hero. He waved two uniforms over and the woman handed the little suited man to them. "I'm going to need a name." he saw the indecsion in her face "You alias will do." The woman though for a few minutes before replying "Revenant." "Well Revenant. If you like to follow the officer here, I'll get soemone to see you." The woman followed the officer peacefully, they probably wern't in any danger anyhow. Still it wasn't his problem now. He picked up the phone." "Hey Rhonda I've got one for you..."

Lucy wandered the streets of Riverside,obstensively she was to meet up with Rhonda who had decided to introduce her to the girlfriend. Despite the rocky start the two were actually becoming friends, her first in the 21st Century. But mainly she was trying to see if she could find out anything about the children who had disappeared. The little text below the picture of the televisions she had been watching had said they had all disappeared in this area. Though she was rapidly adapting to this new century she was still unsure where to start exactly, how did hero's contact each other? Maybe she should get one of those little telephone everyone seemed to be carring around.? After all she was sure that a hero could only get messages through the Sisters at the Soup kitchen for so long.

Thank you. I am planning to stay around, and I've got a month to prove myself and earn the points. So I guess put me down as a reserve.

Oh I so wish I could take part in this, but I can't see anyway to get involved. Guess I'll have to wait for trouble to spill over .

It had cost her all of her money but Lucy had to admit she was enjoying the bus ride. All the different and various people clustered together. She looked out the window, enjoying the scenery as it flashed by. Actually this was probably the furthest she had travelled outside the city proper, she could remember when this was nothing but fields. A large white building with a crowd of people clustered around it caught her eye. "Excuse me, what's that building there?" she asked an old woman sitting opposite. The woman looked at her with a smile. "Oh that’s the nuclear power station." "But why are the people standing around outside it?" The woman began to explain why but Lucy didn't hear. There was something wrong with the way the crowd were milling around. Thanking the woman she made her way to the front of bus. Just as the klaxons went off. "I need you to stop the bus." the driver began to protest, so she removed her sun-glasses and fixed him a stare with her coal black eyes "I mean now." The driver stopped the bus almost immediately. Barely waiting for the doors to open she told the driver to contact the authorities before dashing towards the station.

How many people are comfortable with? I'm trying to volunteer for as many stories as possible, but I'm even greener than you so I'll probably be a liability .

Well I seem to be free, if you'll have me!

Revenant didn’t want to prolong this for any longer than necessary, so instead for went for a simple upper cut. She struck the vampire a solid blow, but the vampire seemed to shake off the blow. “Boy and I thought I was slow to learn.†She hadn’t much time until the vampire recovered, so followed up with a solid blow to the head. The vampire swayed, that blow must have done the trick. “So do you want some more of that?†She wouldn’t have believed it, but it seemed that she has literally knocked some sense into to man. “What? Where am I?†he collapsed to the ground. “Well, I guess I better get you to the authorities.†After checking on the victim, who it seems to have fled the scene, she carefully picked up the barely conscious Vampire. There lying on the ground was a small card, it must have dropped from his pocket during the fight…

Another round. Revenant fo hit :28 Vampire Tou save 13 -1 cause injured (I forgot) so Disabled and Stunned. Okay it appears I suck at writting combat scenes, more and better to come. I'm fudging the notice roll for reasosn of plot.

k, I'm going for the simple beat to a pulp option. Vampire is stunned so defense is only 3 (flat footed -5) Revenant Rolls :18 guess what a hit! Vampire has to make a Tou save against 25, rolls 26 makes it.

If you'll have me I'll take a pop.

As the vampire leapt, Revenant reacted almost on instinct. Thank heavens for her tomboy years. A simple side step and an outstretched arm caught the vampire in full flight. The vampire bounced off landing clumsily and shaking his head, like a large cat trying to clear his thoughts. It funny what you think about in situation like this but Lucy couldn't help but notice his cheap suit. Things may have change but it reminded her of a huckster lawyer or worst of all an accountant. "So now I have your attention..."

Okay I'm going to use Nightrage (Iron Age p102), hopefully tough enough for a challenge but not enough to wipe me out... Vampire : Iniative 4 Revenant : Iniative 14 So I go first Standard Attack : 25 a solid hit Vamp has to make a Tou save against 25 16 So the vampire is Stunned and Injured. Vampire's stunned so can't react.

Revenant A bite in the Park (Solo) Heavy Metal Rock! Piper of Riverside What's Done in the Dark News HellQ

Revenant vs. The Vampire Just a quick fight to help me get a handle on everything, hopefully I'm doing this right. :D

July 11th, 2011 Liberty Park, Late evening Lucy always liked the park at this time of night, the day people had gone home and the night people had yet to surface. Which meant mostly she had the park to herself. She also remembered the park, it was founded long before she was born. But it still held a few surprises. Like the statues she had discovered on the hill of various Mystery Men, or whatever they were called now, though she only recognized the first Bluesman. So she was quietly sitting there trying to imagine who they were and what great deeds they may have achieved when she heard the scream. Without thinking she was barrelling down the hill, towards a copse of trees where the sound was coming from. In the gloom of the copse she could make two figures, and if it wasn’t for the fact that one was struggling and screaming she could swear they were in a passionate embrace. This would have had her mumble an apology and backing away blushing. But no someone was in trouble and this is what she was doing now. She was trying to think of something witty or clever to say when the attacker spotted her. Turning towards her he hissed bearing sharp pointed teeth. “No he’s mine, she promised me she did.†leaping towards her as he spoke. “A vampire, really?â€

From the autobiography of Lucy Harker, unpublished I knew it had to be done eventually, even if just for morbid fascination. Better to do it now before I embark on whatever I decide for my future. I had to visit my grave. I knew exactly where to go. My parent’s, when they thought I was asleep, would often talk about their plans for the future, especially on the dark nights when a storm was gathering. Often my mother would say they should be buried in the ground, unlike poor Lucy. Even then I knew this was someone else, someone I was named after, someone they would never talk about, especially my mother. I moved faster than I use to, but it still took me the whole day to travel to Lantern Hill. By the time I arrived the sun was already going down. And the moon was already in the sky when I entered the Cemetery. I found it under the shade of an English Oak, a stranger to this land just like my parents, a simple white stone with just my name and the date of my birth and death. They had gone for the day I went missing, though they must have held on to hope for some time after that. Though I couldn’t be sure as they didn’t seem have been buried here, the family plot contained only my stone. As I knelt there lost in my thought a light appeared behind me. I froze, not daring to turn around; even in my time there were myths and legends of a presence on the hill. But all that happened was that something, someone, stood behind me bathing me in an eerie light. I swear that the figure bowed there head, though it could have been my imagination, and then they were gone. Whether it was the light, or maybe the time spent in contemplation, but my spirits felt lifted. I sat under the tree and spent the rest of the night planning my future, further invigorated by the bright light of a dawn of a new day. It only as I was leaving did I notice that someone had left a flower on my grave. A single black rose…