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Mid-July 2019 The summons had gone out to a variety of heroes - come to Freedom Hall at such and such a time on such and such a date for a meeting with Comrade Frost in the League satellite. Some had gotten the message personally in intimate conversation with the ex-Soviet, some had gotten it through professional correspondence. A uniformed League employee had shuttled them all inside the Hall and to its teleporter, where now (if Frost's calculations were correct) they were all about to arrive! When the flash and noise of teleportation were over, Frost spread his arms, producing a slight chill in the air in the metal-walled room that looked a bit like something out of Star Trek - if you ignored the big transparent window to one side that showed the Earth below. "Welcome to space! Feel free to ogle Central America if interested," he declared in his distinct Russian accent.

@alderwitch @angrydurf @Exaccus @Tiffany Korta - feel free to make an IC reaction post, and give me a Notice check afterwards.

GM Norris Atoll Lonely Point, Freedom City New Jersey Wednesday, February 1st, 2017 5:17 PM Norris Atoll was a pseudo atoll formed by the three islands South of the Lonely point Naval Base. Far from an island resort like Bermuda, the islands were just as desolate as the mainland. Which made the territory an easy concession when the United States agreed to a formal concession of land for an Atlantean Embassy on the Atlantic. King Theseus reached out to the architect behind the construction of the Freedom Aquarium who oversaw the construction of the structure. Essentially it was designed a self-contained deep sea resort, using the Aquarium's iceberg like design in which a majority of the property was actually beneath the surface. Visitors would be allowed to stay for as long as they so choose as long as a security concern does not arise. Allowing for the education of Atlantean culture in a way far removed from the offensive Atlantis Casino. The Ocean Factory at the bottom was closed off from surface world access. Only subcontractors and official delegates would be allowed access with a residence designed for use for any Atlanteans that would choose to use the facility. The fact that Atlantean hostilities with the surface (and the location being so near a surface world military installation) made it unlikely that anyone other than the Atlantean Ambassador would choose to actually use it. News outlets approached the entrance on a cargo ship. The grand unveiling was to be broadcast throughout the country. Including from within a Waterfront Russian bar where two heroines were currently enjoying a meal. Or the much quieter apartment belonging to Jessie White and Aquaria Innsmouth. William Cline, or Thoughtspeed as he was currently dressed, had a much closer look of the festivities. Having been personally invited by Princess Thaelia, as the only one of her friends not currently out of the city. With the possible exception of Elias, who she could never keep track of. Thoughtspeed found himself sitting in a room, with a view of the approaching vessel, accompanied by the Atlantean royal family minus King Theseus himself. An armed escort posted throughout, perhaps too armed for a guided tour.

GM Maybelle McQueen, Queenie It had been a long trying night. The Moore family reunion was one of the most trying ones. Sure, the guy who made Freedom City hell in the late 80s and early 90s, but he had a family. And money. So, a labor of love of your job was. Franklin was all talk surrounded by people. He knew of Queenie's heroics. If you weren't one of the best chefs in town for impromptu large gatherings he would have went elsewhere. After the restaurant was clean and the employees gone, you took to the sky. It was clear and refreshing. When you got home, there was a light on in the kitchen. As you called out, you heard a voice you hadn't heard in a long time. "Yeah honey," your deceased husband said, sitting at the kitchen table in the work clothes you saw him last in, "don't worry about... where am I?" Lynn Epstein, Grimalkin You were alone, looking through orders, just before the store opened. Lady Liberty merchandise was flying off the shelf ever since that biopic was made. In a world full of superheroes, people had their favorites. You got a text from Gretchen, as you were just about done and the doors were open. "Who's this?" Followed by a face that you knew Instantly. It was Ren. Nanowire. Alive. "I walked in our home to find him. Said he wanted to see you. Know where you were." A quick message followed, "Is there something you want to tell me?" Robert Spalding, Vita Nexus "Son," you heard you father for the first time in a long time. It was a questioning. he saw you using your powers to dispatch a bunch of hooligans trying to rob a parts store late at night. He seemed to come from absolutely out of nowhere. "You, you have it? That explains a lot now that I think about it." Your father smiled, healthy as the day is long. A quick scan revealed that it was a person, and it was alive. But something did not match up with 'being alive'. Mechanical wasn't the term for it, but He was running on human interaction. But for all intents and purposes, this was your father. Dr Dmitri Ivanovich Peshov, Comrade Frost "Champion," you heard Hel's voice from beyond. "Do not be alarmed, I'm here to deliver to you a task. People from the realm of the dead are coming up missing. I want you to investigate. Find out who's taking them." And that's the command you were given. No other words were spoken. Your investigation lead you to many different people with seemingly returned friends and family. Though they knew nothing of being dead.Just remembering their last healthy moment before dying and showing up in their family's home. Leilani Keli'i, Volcanic Unfortunately not all people coming back were nice and/or good people. Villains, yes. But abusive and alcoholic relatives also. Some ran for cover, others had their past to deal with. Still, there were protectors looking to do good in the world. Alive or dead they weren't going to get a free walk. Still, you heard the pleas that the dead had come back to life. That something was very very wrong.

It was only turning from the chill of winter to the first blush of spring but Leilani was quick to shed any sort of nod to the inclement weather and return to sundresses and sandals. Extra layers really only meant more clothing to go through should some emergency crop up... and it seemed like there was an emergency more often than not. She was hopeful, however, that tonight might prove the exception to the rule. Leilani paused to gather her keys and sandals in hand and confirm with others that called the DuTemps building home that she was out for the evening before she left. One advantage of calling the odd castle on top of a high rise home meant that it was easy to launch herself out a window without anyone blanching at the activity. Igniting the air below her feet with a thought, Leilani couldn't help but smile as she rode the heatwave down towards the sidewalk in lazily criss crossing streams that never failed to remind her of lazy waves and sunny afternoons in Hilo.

Dutemps Building December 2016 It was unusual for a groups of people who lived in the same location to gather together to throw a Holiday party, but Dutemps wasn’t the most normal of places. First it was a castle high above the skyline of Freedom City, looking like it was from a fairytale or a cartoon but then again so did a lot of Freedom City. And this fairytale castle in the sky was home to an amazing bunch of female misfit heroes. And today they were having a party. One of the smaller halls had been prepared for today’s event with a incredibly well stocked buffet table and a fairly impressive sound system for hopefully a fruitfuls night partying.

CN: Date: Late July, 2016 Location: The Beach, Port Regal The Atlantic might be colder than the sea that Leilani had grown up loving, but the waves held a familiar rhythm and even if the sand was darker, the beach more rocky, working it with Kimo held a certain strange familiarity. It wasn't home - not quite - but it wasn't utterly foreign either. Which, perhaps, made it an appropriate place for a not-quite impromptu celebration of sorts. At least, with having begun to shift her things out of the League headquarters and into the Dutemps building, Leilani had accepted and acknowledged that while her powers remained concerning, they weren't actually out of her control. Her good-natured nephew (Leilani couldn't call him her great-nephew still with a straight face) had been all for an evening of surfing and beach barbecue, not to mention meeting more of the super-hero community and the off-hand invitation had been extended towards the rest of those calling the castle home. Leilani had traded her life-guard swimsuit for an off duty alternate. With a sarong knotted around her waist, she set about setting up the wood with the intent of setting up a proper bon-fire, pausing to wave over the guests she recognized when they arrived. "Kimo, watch yourself, yeah? Gonna put up some bumpers," she paused in her building of the small wood tower to gesture, mounding up the sand and rock to form larger banks to provide at least a little bit of visual privacy from the rest of the stretch of the beach. "Remind me to put that back afterwards." Leilani added in a mutter as she returned her attention to stacking wood.

GM Friday, July 15th , 2016 One of many Starbase Coffees, North End, Freedom City Noon It had been an average Friday so far. The weather was nice, and so were most people. It had been rather quiet here in the North End recently, not a whole lot of news-worthy ongoings. The fact FCU’s semesters had ended probably played a major role in that. July was usually when the North End was most quiet, and quite a few locals were aware of that. Still, during lunch there was not a whole lot of action. A few people walking around the streets, most of them sitting in one of the many restaurants and coffee stores. Amongst them, Dimitri Peshkov and Leilani Keli'i , member and mentee of the Freedom League Auxiliary, enjoying some time off. While some people probably realized who was currently sitting over at that table, nobody brought it up. The few other people in the store seemed content just enjoying their own coffee, some typing things on their Laptops or Tablets. Among said other people, Cassidy Bauer, Freelance Photographer and secretly super-hero/villain/terrorist, depending on who you asked. The past few weeks had been rather quiet, which while nice for his health, meant that money wasn’t something he could easily spend. So, Starbase Internet it was. And then, what nobody except one person in the area looked forward too. The very distinct sound of something smashing into a stationary car with high force, and the alarm sounding off afterwards. And then, just a second later, a rock flying through the Starbase’s Front Window, fortunately missing everybody inside.

GM August 3rd, 2016, 2.44 PM Freedom City South River Waterfront The last of the Magmin dropped, hissing, back into the water, lumbering into the blazing hole into Sub-Terra from whence the bizarre semi-molten invaders came. A ragged cheer rang from the very terrified and now very relieved crew of the Chang Ping Xian, who had crowded onto the half of the freight ship that wasn't submerged and partially wedged into the cavern. "Thank you, thank you!" Captain Wong hollered up to the two superheroes, bobbing on his half-melted cargo container and looking much the worse for wear from the brief, fiery and watery battle. Plucking his charred hat from the water, the lean captain added hopefully "I do not mean to impose, but would you please help get my crew to shore? Those things, well, they burned all the lifeboats." Meanwhile, the large motorboat festooned with its quasi-religious banners had stopped holding off thanks to the giant waves and the rock and fire being flung around. This much closer, it quickly became obvious that several of the banners had a similar 'pinnacle' shape to that of the self-help quasi-cult of the Pinnacle Path. The bits about "Hail the New Gods!" and "Lead us to the Heavenly Spire" was new.

Adjusting to the sights and sounds of Freedom was talking some considerable adjustment, let alone the various changes that had happened over the last fifty-odd years. There was a long list of technology and changes that she'd not yet mastered, from the computer to figuring out Freedom City's mass transit but the television she'd at least got the basic hang of. She was in the middle of expressing her dismay at the television when she had been rousted for something like practice - or maybe just walkies. Leilani wasn't entirely certain, and sometimes the latter could prove taxing enough to her minimal control. "But... someone just shot J.R.!" It wasn't so much a protest as commentary to the message alert letting her know that one of the Freedom League was there for training time. Fortunately, training was interesting enough take her mind off of Dynasty at least for a little while as the one upside to her rather unfortunate set of meta-abilities came with an ability to glide - at least when she focused enough to do so. This section of the waterfront was either uninhabited enough - or inhabited by those willing to look the other way when a girl went surfing through the sky as if she were riding a board made of fire. Technically, she was gliding on superheated air currents but it felt enough like the sport she loved that the movements tracked well enough to it and Frost's ability to detect heat waves let him know well in advance when she was losing control so it was no surprise when her laugh turned into a yelp and she plummeted out of the sky like a rock. Really, like a literal rock as her transformation remained tied to her flight or fight responses and when she hit the waves, the hiss of water turning to steam was audible as she sank quickly to the bottom. The heat trail of her walking towards the surface was clear from the broil of boiling sea water above her head as she slogged towards the docks, specifically the shore underneath them. Fortunately, Leilani didn't need to breathe when she was made of rock and lava, so there was no real concern of drowning in the time it took her to walk up the bottom of the sea floor and hopefully the sight of a lava monster emerging from the waters of the Atlantic only frightened a few drunks lingering outside the steps of the nearby and largely empty bar.

@alderwitch @angrydurf OOC for this thread. Lots of water stuff in this one.

The OOC for Lost in the Supermarket DC 30 Notice checks to notice the buzzing as more than an ominous disquiet. DC 20 With Tremorsense.

Tuesday July 12th 2016 The Streets at Midtown Mostly sunny, 84F The sun shone down on the crowds taking advantage of the mild summer day to explore the pedestrian byways of the upscale 'Streets of Midtown' and it's fine bistros and boutiques. While 'The Streets' were certainly over budget for Leilani they did offer the benefit of being much more open and less crowded than the more populist Millennium Mall, and Kimber knew just the person to bring along to assuage any budgetary concerns. As the troupe made their way from one shop to the next they could enjoy the dappling of the sun along the tree lined walks, the fragrance of floral vines on the decorative arbors spaced along the brick paths. The noise of the city was dulled by the architecture and landscaping giving the shops a peaceful suburban feel in the middle of hte towering skyscrapers and busy streets outside the plazas and paths. The otherwise Idyllic environs made the faint but persistent buzz almost felt more than heard all the more unsettling as it slowly came to the attention of our heroines.

Leilani sat crosslegged in the passenger's seat, somewhat impatient with all the traffic clogging the streets of Freedom City. "How does anyone get anywhere in this?" She protested, waving her hands towards what seemed like an endless sea of cars in front of them. Although her frustration was palpable and she wiggled one knee until they could finally park, the temperature didn't even tick up a notch. Despite her self doubt, she really was mastering her strange abilities. Still, as soon as they had come to something that could be called a stop, Leilani was out of the car and onto the sidewalk in front of the DuTemps building. She tipped her head back to stare up and up - completely unabashed in her moment of tourism. "Is that a real castle?" She asked Dimitri, even though with all the ambient noise, she'd probably not be able to hear him until he was much closer. "Why is there a castle?"

OOC for this A short action scene, followed by some social interaction! Feel free to make any reactions, no need to roll for iniative just yet!

It was more Leilani's concern than any of her mentors that had her hiding in the building where any accident would be kept to a minimum but eventually 'stir-crazy' won out over 'paranoid that she might set all the things on fire' as far as emotional motivation. She'd never been one to lounge about indoors when the ocean beckoned and at least surrounded by water, any agitation would probably only flash fry a few fish. At least, that was the hope that had her setting out for the water's edge. Leilani didn't think that surfing through the sky would ever get old but it wasn't the same as the ocean. She was more than a little noticeable riding the flames that she generated towards the waterfront. Landing was still just a little dicy so she over shot the piers deliberately for the deeper waters where she'd hopefully not cannonball into any errant swimmers. It seemed unlikely. Even during the summer, the Atlantic was a much less friendly creature than her beloved bay. Spitting out sea water, she came up laughing as the water dissipated the residual heat quickly. Eventually she was really going to have to learn how to land.

Date: April 1, 2016 Location: Hilo, Hawaii It being April 1st, the early reports of 'nightmare creatures disgorged from the seabed' were assumed to be prank calls especially since these particular calls came from a less populous corner. It was only when the wedding party showed up for their sunset pictures that the panic truly started. While most of the white sand remained lovely and pristine, close to the water's edge it began to blacken, smoldering in the heat. At first glance it seemed that an odd fissure had opened up in the beach, disgorging lava from some previously unknown magma tunnel - boiling the water that touched the edges of the disturbance and sending plumes of smoke into the air. It was only when the lava groaned and then rolled over that true hysteria set in. Across the country, the Freedom League's headquarters lit up with alarms and reports of monsters and nightmares and living lava from panicked officials that were not sure exactly what governmental service one called for that sort of thing. Thankfully, there was always the Freedom League standing ready. Of course as the panic was happening in the late evening in Hawaii, the League got the alerts a little before 4AM by Freedom City's clock. A hero's work was never done!

Volcanic Power Level: 10/13 (194/197PP) Unspent Power Points: 3 Trade-Offs: -2 Attack / +2 Damage, - 5 Defense / +5 Toughness In Brief: Empowered fire-controller not fully in control of her abilities, and lost from her own time. Alternate Identity: Leilani Keli'i (Public) Birthplace: Hilo, Hawaii Residence: Freedom City, at the moment, as she gets used to her powers. Occupation: Unemployed Family: Leilani has a large family back in Hawaii but since she 'died' during the 1960s, she's struggling to reconnect with them. Description: Age: 80 (In stasis from 1962 - 2016) (DoB: 1936: August 11) Apparent Age: 26 Gender: Female Ethnicity: Native Hawaiian Height: 5'3" Weight: 140 lbs Eyes: Brown/Blue / Red, glowing Hair: Black / Red, on fire Leilani is a young Hawaiian woman with an athletic swimmer's build. Her most distinctive feature when not a creature of stone and lava is the fact she has heterochromia, resulting in two differently colored irises. Leilani's skin is tanned from time spent swimming and surfing and she keeps her dark hair cut to a manageable length; long enough to pull back in a pony tail or braid but not so long that it gets in her way. When she's not afraid of burning her clothes to ash, she favors lightweight breezy outfits that are easy to move in. A sundress over a swimsuit is her most common attire - or it was. These days, she generally spends her time in something made of morphic molecules or something equally unlikely to burst into flame. When she transforms, her body transforms into a living figure made of fire and obsidian, with her hair and eyes burning and her flesh turned to jet black stone. History: Leilani grew up on the big island during the war years and although life in Hawaii was marked by great change from her birth in the thirties, through the war, and then eventual statehood - Leilani's family buffered their children as much as they could. Her memories of martial law and the mandatory curfews are far dimmer than her experiences in her teen years, enjoying the boom of the tourism and plentiful access to sand and surfing. Middle born of a large family, Leilani was certainly the rebellious one in her family - determined to carve a life out among the surfers. Although she held the occasional odd job here and there, the bulk of her time was spent out at Honoli'i riding waves with other beachcombers, always looking for the next big wave. 1962 was a more active than usual year for storms but that didn't stop Leilani from hitting the waves. When she saw a truly large wave crest on the horizon, she should have started back to shore. Instead, she turned into the wave - a choice that changed her life forever. When she wiped out spectacularly, the fierce currents pulled her under quickly, yanking her into the depths of the ocean. Leilani thought she'd be cold but it was warm, so warm, and very peaceful. She has only the faintest memories of her long sleep under the waves, of a dark haired woman with eyes that burned like coals singing soft lullabies. What she knows as fact, though, is that she was found smoldering on a beach, over half a century after her presumed death by drowning - spat out of the ocean the same morning as a small seismic event. The fires of Kilauea now burn without respite in her breast and when she closes her eyes to sleep, Leilani hears that same soft lullaby. Thankfully, there's a place in this modern world where they can help people like her - or so she's been told; Freedom City. Personality & Motivation: Leilani has always had a temper, but now when her mood turns dark, she's likely to set the ground aflame with her rage. There's a part of her frightened by the strange transformation and another part that finds it almost seductive. At the moment, all she wants to do is develop some confidence that she's not going to burn everything around her. Beyond that, she wants to know exactly what her nascent connection to the fires of Hawaii wants from her. Beyond the crisis she finds herself in, Leilani is generally a passionate creature - prone to jumping into situations without forethought and stubborn when she has a goal set for herself. Eventually, she'll be able to see the beauty in the flame but right now, all she can see is the danger to everyone around her. Powers & Tactics: At the moment, her tactics are rudimentary at best. Without any allies in the fight, turn into a rock-person and set everything on fire tends to work out pretty well for her. Leilani certainly has the potential for a lot more versatility and control once she masters some finesse but at the moment, she's really still getting a feel for the basics. Anger fuels her abilities, although not always in a controllable or even helpful fashion and fear tends to weaken her control. Her ability to surf the sky with her thermal control, however, is the one definite bonus that she's found to this new life. Eventually, no doubt, she'll find others. Power Descriptions: Leilani channels geothermic energy, resulting in both fiery and lava born powers as well as the ability to manipulate stone and soil itself. As Volcanic, Leilani is a creature of fire and obsidian, and drawing on the additional strength accepting that transformation gives her and able to meld with and through any natural rock or stone by becoming one with it. Even without shifting forms, though, Leilani is immune to any amount of fire or heat, and she generates enough warmth that she no longer feels any sort of chill on her skin. The blasts she fires are pure flame and when she manipulates the earth, it seems to melt and flow at her command. Her flight and burrowing are akin to riding a wave of flame, or earth respectively. It does look not unlike surfing and Leilani thinks that it might - just might - actually be more enjoyable. Complications: Fiery Temper: Leilani is quick to anger, which is doubly problematic when rage fuels the literal flame. Out of Time: A lot has changed since the 1960s and while she's doing her best to get a more solid footing, there are definitely gaps in her education and understanding. Benefactor: Leilani's transfiguration was guided by an extra dimensional power and they have their own motivations and goals for what their reluctant avatar is meant to accomplish. Partially Deaf: Congenital deafness runs in Leilani's family and her hearing is diminished but still functional. High and low ranges might be harder for her to perceive and crowded environments are more likely to be confusing for her. Responsibilities: Leilani has connections now. The Freedom League gave her a new start on her new life and she owes a debt that can never be repaid. She had friends, and relationships and family that she'll protect as well as duties to a team to uphold. Abilities: 0 + 6 + 10 + 4 + 6 + 6 = 32PP Strength: 10 (+0) Dexterity: 16 (+3) Constitution: 20 (+5) Intelligence: 14 (+2) Wisdom: 16 (+3) Charisma: 16 (+3) Combat: 16 + 10 = 26 PP Initiative: +3 Attack: +8 Melee, +8 Ranged Defense: +5 (+5 Base, +0 Dodge Focus), +0 Flat-Footed Grapple: +8 Knockback: -0 Saving Throws: 5 + 5 + 5 = 15PP Toughness: +15 (+5 Con, +10 Protection) Fortitude: +10 (+5 Con, +5) Reflex: +8 (+3 Dex, +5) Will: +8 (+3 Wis, +5) Skills: 20R = 5PP Knowledge (History) 3 (+5) Notice 7 (+10) Language 3 (Pidgin (native), English, Hawaiian, Sign Language: ASL) Perform (Dance) 2 (+5) Swim 5 (+5) Feats: 0PP Powers: 7 + 10 + 11 + 14 + 29 + 45 = 116PP All of Leilani's powers are geothermic in nature and have the description energy and geothermic. Some have an additional fire descriptor as noted below. Immunity 7 (Volcanic Immunity; Cold, Heat, Fire Damage) [7PP] (fire) Protection 10 (Volcanic Endurance) [10PP] (fire) Movement Array 5 (Feats: Alternate Power) [11PP] Base Power: Burrowing 10 (1,000 MPH) {10PP} Alternate Power: Flight 5 (250 MPH) {10PP} (fire) Super Senses (Tremorsense (Tactile); Accurate [0], Acute [0], Analytical [2], Radius [0], Ranged [2], Counters Illusion, Concealment [4], Penetrates Concealment [4], Extended Range 2 [2] ) [14 PP] Volcanic Array 12 (Fire and Earth; Feats: Alternate Power 4) [29PP] Base Power: Damage 12 (Fire Blast; Extras: Range) {24PP} (fire) Alternate Power: Move Object 12 (Stone Waves; Extras: Damaging Flaws: Limited Material [Stone/Earth]) {24PP} Alternate Power: Create Object 5 (Raising the Mountain; Extras: Movable, Duration [Continuous]; Power Feats: Innate, Progression x 3 [50 cubic foot/rank]) {24PP} Alternate Power: Environmental Control 6 (Eruption; Mix and Match Environment; Distraction [shaking earth], Hamper Movement [shaking earth], Heat [molten fissures], Light [ambient flame]; Extra: Independent) {24PP} (fire) Alternate Power: Damage 12 (Earthquake; Extras: Area: Burst) {24PP} Alternate Form 9 (Pele's Avatar; Container) [45PP] Protection 0 (Obsidian Skin; Extras: Impervious 10, Drawback: Noticeable) [9PP] (fire) Damage 4 (Fire of Kilueaa; Extras: Aura, Duration: Sustained) [16PP] (fire) Environment Control 4 (Heart of Flame; Heat, Light) [8PP] (fire) Immunity 9 (Elemental Creature; Life Support) [9PP] Permeate 3 (One With the Earth; Flaw: Limited [Stone/Earth]) [3PP] Drawbacks: (-0) + (-0) = -0PP DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC 15 Toughness Damage Fire Blast Range DC 27 Toughness Damage Earthquake Area DC 27 Toughness Damage Stone Waves Ranged DC 27 Toughness Damage Fire of Kilueaa Touch DC 19 Toughness Damage Totals: Abilities (32) + Combat (26) + Saving Throws (15) + Skills (5) + Feats (0) + Powers (116) - Drawbacks (0) = 194/197 Power Points