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(GM Post) A video recording. It's a heavily defended, heavily prepared research station in a frozen area of Norway. The kind surrounded by chain link fences with cameras on every inch of the perimeter. The recording is splicing several different video feeds at once, too fast for a human brain to check. No one enters through the perimeter. Suddenly, there's a portal of reddish pink energy inside the first door. The guards are immediately on alert, but people quickly move to attack. A man, shaved head, summons an energy shell of the same color around him; a giant, vicious octopus that grabs and slams the guards with great force and vigor, the shell protecting him from bullets and shock staffs. The second is a woman, clearly the leader, who walks with the gait of someone who feels invulnerable. She weaves between bullets, demonstrates amazing strength and endurance even without a shell of energy. When confronted by a squad of guards, she paralyzes them in place; overwhelming their minds and causing them all to collapse. She's accompanied by the third; a woman almost hiding behind her, coward and avoiding the conflict. When someone tried to sneak up behind her, she suddenly turned, finding them and- with a wave of her hand in defense-, sends the guard tumbling through a portal that opened at their feet, disappearing from those cameras and reappearing buried in a snowbank at the perimeter. The carnage continues; doorways are ripped away, eye checks and finger checks are opened using unconscious guards. With each flicker of the screen, with each reset of the camera to show more visual data, they proceed deeper and deeper into the faculty. They finally reach the end. A massive room filled with a thousand drawers set into the wall. They check a computer, then retrieve one of the boxes. Their exit is much less spectacular. The cowardly one summons a portal, and they leave. The video ends. The member of the SOG (Swedish Special Operations Task Group) was a model soldier, if a bit young, dark haired and sunken eyes. He hadn't been able to keep up with the video, but he'd gone over it before. The high speed video play- a 15 minute insertion played back over just a single minute- had been intended purely for Angelic, sent directly to her as members of the SOG and other governmental military bigwigs were in the room. Angelic had been called specifically by the SOG. She'd been relayed most of the information, but this was the first time she was seeing the video. She had been asked, simply, to volunteer her time and expertise. There hadn't been a discussion of her acting as a Superhero and stepping in to stop the issue (yet. But it was definitely coming), but they had been clear they wanted someone from Sweden, a national, to assist, as this was a matter of personal national security, not just world security; it was their vault that got broken into, their sovereignty being abused by these mercenaries, their country being threatened. "Their name is MEDUSA. We don't know what it stands for yet, but we know what they stand for. Metahuman superiority. They're highly trained, powerful terrorists, going by Gorgon, the Leader, Typhon, the Muscle, and the teleporter named Charybdis. They're dangerous to engage with, remorseless and violent. We don't know where they got their powers, and we're not sure where their base is. So we're working pretty blind here." the member of SOG explained. "But we know what they took. That was an infectious disease laboratory, and they took a highly contagious strain of Tuberculosis. I don't know how that gets them to their metahuman superiority, but I think we can generally put the dots together that they're intending to modify the disease and create another pandemic. Our hope is that you'll help us deal with them, and maybe return the disease to the vault, if you can manage it. We'd at the very least hope you can help us figure out what they're going to be doing for their next steps. We're not necessarily asking you to fight, just...to help in some way, especially if they're going to be operating here for the foreseeable future, and we have no reason to think they're moving on yet."

GM Somewhere beyond the second star to the right, heading in the direction of morning The flying pirate ship tossed wildly through the everchanging rainbow lights of the path ahead. It tossed and turned, the pirates screaming and holding on for their dear lives as its bow crashed into the rainbow. The figurehead, a lovely mermaid holding a sword, was torn straight off, as the ship went into another wild spin. A couple of pirates fell screaming into the rainbow void around them, rocked by the hit. On the deck, holding on to the wheel, the Forever Boy was laughing.

OOC for this. @Avenger Assembled @KnightDisciple Music!

GM Millenium Mall, Midtown, Freedom City Early June, 2021 10:34 PM The sky was clear and dark above Freedom City on this particular night. The half moon shone among the stars, illuminating the night. Micah had been the one to first catch the news of a new movie coming out for the summer season, and he had suggested to Pan they should see it. Pan had brought Eira, and Eira had brought Lulu. The movie's title was "The Forever Boy". It was yet another retelling of the story of Peter Pan, and of course, they had to see it. It had all been very exciting, dark and gritty. A boy abandoned in Victorian London, found by Fae and whisked away to Neverland, flying and fighting pirates in great flying pirate ships, joined by Wendy and her family. Spectacular, visually impressive, but it didn't offer much new to the story. The climatic final scene had Peter Pan and Wendy teaming up to fight Captain Hook as his flying ship sailed across the sky above London, almost colliding with Big Ben, Tower Bridge and other sights along the way. As they left the mall, Pan was talking excitedly about it, holding hands apart while he mentioned how something was much smaller in real life. And above, in front of the glow of the half moon, a pirate ship sailed through the sky, towards the Millenium Mall.

OOC for this. @Heritage, @KnightDisciple, @Avenger Assembled let's see some Initiative rolls and a round of posts before combat starts. You will all be able to spot the ship, so no need to roll for that.

April 13th, 2020, 9AM at all points in the Omniverse, the start of Spring Break, Eternity Threshold of Primes, The Dimension of Doors, Infinity "I'm multiple liquid tons of 'dragon's blood', Prince. You're what, a gallon? Gallon and a half? This is stupid as hell." Above his charge, the green dragon lounged on a step, looking up at the boy with no little frustration. In the geometry-defying space Leroy Ransom-Conte, Dragon Prince of Earth-2, looked even more excessively dramatic than usual, a robe of pure white billowing from his shoulders, his feet unshod and his hair swirling in the shrill wind between worlds. In one hand was a knife of black diamond, in his other was a bundle of nerves very clearly trying to escape down his sleeves. Sweat trickled down his face as the blade approached his thumb. Beneath his shifting toes was a meticulous circle graven with Atlantean runes, with five circles intersecting at points any magician would understand at a glance, but to Leroy had been as alien as the experience of towering over most schoolmates. "My blood is unspilt for their sake, Dio." He swallowed, focusing on the descending arc of the smiling, smiling little dagger. "I am a coward." The dragon snorted, looking deeply unhappy "I don't think so, but...okay. Give a shout if you want something for the-" The knife brushed his skin, and like water dissolving salt it tore through. "-pain." Dio finished with a sigh, hopping off the step to pat Leroy on the back as the boy's face worked fantastically, the six scars on his cheeks stretching and growing ragged. Hurriedly, as the black blood beaded and smoked, Leroy walked to each circle and marked the names they enclosed with a smear. That done, he fumbled in a backpack, withdrawing a first aid kit and sitting down to disinfect and close the clumsy tear in his royal skin. "I thank you, Almighty," he muttered, tearing a band-aid out of its box, nose wrinkled at the sting of alcohol, "for Judy Smith, and her unerring foresight." "Now what?" Dio demanded, reclining once again, his pointed tail swinging over the edge of the abyss that gaped between the staircases wheeling and rambling in every direction. "They'll come here when they next walk through a door, but this dumb plan only works if they're all on board for visiting an Earth whose only advertisers are you and me. And one of us doesn't exactly make it sound amazing." he added with a look as pointed as his fifth limb. "I asked if they would like to visit a magical world, meet wonders and have an adventure. They all said 'yes'. This is the agreed-upon time. They know to open a door now will transport them." Leroy completed the application of the bandage with a gentle kiss, as Judy had always done, though he remained uncertain why. Despite the obvious lingering pain, his golden eyes shone. "I have erred many times, my dragon. But this time, nothing can possibly go wrong!"

OOC thread for this thread. Orange Squad goes to Earth-2 for spring break! Thrills, chills, blood-spills abound in a comedy classic! @Dr Archeville @Heritage @Shofet @Avenger Assembled