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HG Morrison

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  • Birthday 11/16/1988
  1. 10th Anniversary Vignette: 10 Years

    Glamazon Fear and Loathing in Vineta (November 2007) Thaelia gasped as the blade came hurling through the stone pillar of the palaestra. She opened her mouth to scream, but logic won out. If her assailant could hear her it would be it. Thaelia knew she shouldn’t have snuck away from the royal guards to play with the local children. Vineta was called the Atlantean city of sin for a reason. But, they had invited her. Kids in the royal city wouldn’t dare to invite a royal to play. And with her adoptive sister on the surface, the remaining princess found herself with no one to play with. How could she pass up the invite? Really, as far as she saw it Thaelia had no choice but to run out on her guards. It's why the king taught her how to avoid a royal tail. Even if the queen was famous for always finding the king when she served as his personal guard. But, as soon as she showed up to the palaestra five grown Atlanteans dove on her. Attempting to grab a hold of the ten-year-old girl. But, even at her age Thaelia was stronger than the average Atlantean and quickly threw them aside and began swimming away. That’s when they reached for their swords and followed. Now the average Atlantean used a thrusting weapon. Underwater, you needed a certain level of strength to use a sword with ease. Either these men were inexperienced in their craft, or they were too experienced. Neither possibility fared well for the Atlantean demigoddess. So Thaelia ran. Swimming into a nearby mausoleum, because all Atlantean palaestra’s had a nearby mausoleum. She desperately began to pull out a stone coffin. Ducking inside she fought every urge in her body telling her to scream as she laid against the skeletal occupants of the coffin. The men were slower than her, so perhaps they hadn’t seen her come inside the mausoleum. The sound of stone tombs and coffins being pulled out soon confirmed she had no such luck. Thaelia began to pray to the goddess of the hunt. Hoping Artemis could bring her some measure of protection. Unfortunately, divine intervention was not in the cards, Thaelia soon found her tomb moving out and herself surrounded by the kidnappers. One of which immediately stuck his hand out to grasp her by the throat. To the ten-year-old princess, the man looked like a monster from the tales the queen would spin at night. This was it. She was to be ransomed off. The Senate might even put pressure on the royal family to not pay the ransom. After all, she wasn’t technically King’s daughter. Her very existence and divine lineage provided a challenge to the throne. Making her more trouble than she was worth. Thaelia closed her eyes and prepared to accept her fate. “Hands off my daughter!” A familiar voice yelled. No sooner had Queen Ariallis yelled than the kidnapper had moved his hands from around Thaelia. Surprisngly he complied. “Thalassa, are you well?” Thaelia simply nodded. “Then we shall be off.” The kidnappers made no attempt to stop the queen or princess as they moved to leave. Fighting the queen would be forfeiting their lives. After all, they had her daughter. Atlantean Report (November 2027) Jason Kreutter was a professional. He had been planning this heist for weeks. Everything was perfect, it had to be, after all he planned every detail down to the letter. Unfortunately, he hadn’t planned for his own muscle to be pointing a pistol at the end of the night in his house boat. “You have to believe me sweetheart, I had nothing to do with that.” It all started out going according to plan. Marcus cut off the traffic lights, and David careened the Humvee in front of princess Michaela’s limo. Bringing the vehicle to a screeching halt. Meghan was the muscle, she was supposed to handle the heavy business. They were kidnapping a Tongan princess, so of course there was going to be heavy business. No sooner than she had stepped out of the Humvee with her machine gun had Meghan found herself sent flying through the air. Her rough landing into a public mailbox barely left her conscious. Giving Meghan a clear view of their Humvee being kicked into the side of a bank. Kicked. Not that she had much time to process the sort of monstrous strength needed to do that as the damage immediately set off a silent alarm. Quietly Meghan slumped away before the monster could find her. The problem with controlling every detail of a heist. While you got all the glory for a mission’s success. It also meant to the rest of your team attributed the failures to you. Especially when everyone else was in police custody and you were nowhere to be found. Meghan had been tracking the police radio, come to find out Jason’s name wasn’t listed in the reported arrests. The police weren’t even looking for him. Yet, here she was having to limp about semi-concussed avoiding the police. And the monster at every turn. Everywhere she went that thing was soon to follow. It had been 12 hours and Meghan hadn’t gotten an ounce of sleep. But, Jason. Oh Jason he was just going on with his life. Well not if Meghan could help it. Meghan broke into his houseboat and stood over their leader’s sleeping body. Gun pointed at his head. After an hour Jason stirred awake and immediately opened his mouth to scream only to find Meghan’s free hand covering his mouth. She released it just long enough for him to quickly spit out, “You have to believe me sweetheart, I had nothing to do with that.” For his part Jason was telling the truth. He really didn’t double-cross his team. The Freedom City native hadn’t been in Washington DC for long. But, he was the only member of the crew to know one simple universal rule amongst the common criminal of Freedom City. The moment people start flying, you run. “No darling, I really don’t.” She pulled the trigger only to find her bullet ricocheting into the wall. “You,” Meghan gasped as a hand shot out of nowhere to block the bullet. The ‘monster’ had crashed through the side of the boat and jumped between the shot before the trigger was fully squeezed. She was six feet of pure muscle, and had persistently been chasing Meghan all day without rest. “At last, the Daughter of the Seas was beginning to grow wary.” It boasted. “Finally, you have led me to your ringleader.” Before Meghan could piece together the fact that the only reason she hadn’t already been caught was so Thaelia could find Jason, Thaelia exhaled a strong enough gust of air to knock Meghan against the wall of the boathouse. Already exhausted the hired muscle lost consciousness. “Told you, I had nothing to do with it.” Jason’s unpleasant voice was the first sound Meghan heard when she awoke in the back of the police car. Her head turned to the side to find the man with a black eye. Outside the woman whom she had dubbed a monster all day was casually conversing with the police officers. Laughing at one of their jokes. She didn’t look so much like a monster. “D.C has a Cape now.”
  2. Player Away Thread

    New laptop is here. Focusing on transfering things with a SATA to usb cable after I get one tomorrow. I should be up and at 'em during the weekend.
  3. Player Away Thread

    Laptop is damaged atm. Big ole chunk where the AC slot on the case sits and currently won't charge. Will likely get a new laptop soon anyways. But, won't be at least til mid month.
  4. Active Threads for July 2017

    Argonaut (2) Dream Team (2) Foreshadow [MAXED] (6) Cinco Por Cinco: Hijo De La Luna (2) Everybody Was Kung Fu Fighting (3) Vanguard: Holding Out for a Hero (1) Glamazon (5) From Beneath You It Devours: Atlantis Attacks (3) Registration Day: 2 Fang 2 Furious (1) Theogony (1) Roulette (3) Orphans of Yesterday (3) GM (22 x 2=44) Cinco Por Cinco: Hijo De La Luna (1) Cinco Por Cinco: Yo Ere Tan Cool (1) Everybody Was Kung Fu Fighting (2) Elvis Isn't Dead (1) From Beneath You It Devours: Are You My Mummy (2) From Beneath You It Devours: Atlantis Attacks (2) From Beneath You It Devours: Everybody Hates a Prequel (1) From Beneath You it Devours: And Now For Something Completely Different (2) I Believe in Miracles (1) Legacy of Crime (2) MAXimum Hunting (2) Theogony (2) Thrown Into Confusion (1) Vanguard: Holding Out For a Hero (2) Foreshadow's Rollover and All GM post go to Glamazon. So does the Refpoint.
  5. The hydra in question is Gargantuan in Size, unlike the mythological hydra that was barely taller than a man. So the large size disparity does provide it a +12 to it's Rush resistance from a medium sized being. I'm not sure what the STR Check: 1d20+28 34+4 (For more than 2 legs)=38 That would send the Hydra back 100' with or without the missing +4 from the extra limbs as it tops out at Citizen's movement speed.
  6. From Beneath You It Devours: Everyone Hates a Prequel

    GM Milchakov gave a stonefaced expression to the American hero. But, he did speak to both men the moment the envelope was opened. Inside were pictures of bedrooms. Children's bedrooms. Some were messy, but none had anything particularly strange sights. "Mystics say the taint of the Unclean Force. can be found all over every disappearance. No struggle. No signs of escape. The children, my son, just go missing into the night. All but one." It didn't take much to figure out which victim was the one in question. One of the pictures showed a man on a child's bed. His body covered in many stab wounds. "If she has returned, her intermediaries are using more sophisticated means." Sure, the Soviet government had gone through extremes in their goal of ridding Russia of her threat. Unofficially that is. But, the implication was clear if unspoken. The Leshy mentioned earlier had no need for weapons, they were giants. If they wanted to get rid of a parent stopping their kidnappings, they would have used brute force. Not some sort of bladed weaponry.
  7. GM "Eh! You're all washed up bub!" Five bikers all surrounded Meatheral. Each attempted to throw an errant strike at the liquid man. The first two found their fists going through gaps formed inside his form. Rather than be discouraged by this development they continued throwing wild punches. None of which was any more successful than the last. Next came a particularly motivated biker who attempted to actually tackle Meatheral. He went right through and instead found himself tripping on feet rolling into a nearby booth. Another yelled angrily and actually attempted to poke Meatheral with a straw. Repeatedly failing to hit his mark he tore the straw in half and began stomping his feet repeatedly aggressively. Finally, the last one grew frustrated and picked up a nearby bar stool. Wasting little time he chucked it at the aquatic hero's head from behind. Whether by luck or skill, this time the blow struck its mark.
  8. Bum Rush Meatheral (Combined Attack DC17+): 5#1d20+4 15 13 18 15 11 So all but one miss in a Combined Attack attempt on Meatheral. Round 2 30 - Bird of Arms - 3 HP - Unharmed 23 - Biker (Leader) - Unharmed 18 - Bikers 5 and 11 Unconscious 16 - Errant - 3 HP - Unharmed <16 but > 8 - Bikers x 6 8 - Phantasmo - 2 HP - Unharmed 8 - Biker 14 4 - Meatheral - 0 HP - Bruised x1 <4 - Rest of the Bikers x5
  9. Vanguard: Holding Out For a Hero

    GM Lauren Morra, a publicist for the event, walked up to Joseph. "Mr. Walker we're ready for you. After your speech we will proceed to bring in the objects for your display. Then there will be a photo session with the kids and finally the meet and greet with all the various patrons as others give their speeches. We're having a little trouble getting the lorry back here, but if need Mr. Kingston has suggested you can even carry the articulated lorry from downhill yourself. Are you ready?" A server dropped a manila envelope on the table Agnus and Erick were sitting at. Inside contained quick profiles of various members of the charity. Specifically those with a criminal background. One of which, Eddie Kingston, was a former fence. If anyone was in the business of selling illegal superviruses he would certainly be an attractive offer.
  10. Orphans of Yesterday [IC]

    Roulette was grateful for Aquaria's sudden interruption. It bought the bounty hunter to think of what to say. Once more finding himself at a loss for words. When Bliss unloaded on him it was usually over someone she wanted to kill. When Ruby did it was usually over how much she wanted to kill Roulette in that moment or some strange unintelligable slang with a howdy here or there. Raw emotional baggage was new territory. At least for the 'upstanding' citizen that was Roulette. Conman Stahnze Turk had a few wheels he could set in motion with the information given. Instead he reached out and placed a hand on Cavalier's shoulder. A curt nod followed, but with no words accompanying. He would save his response for a quieter moment. Admittedly, it was a bit optimistic to believe there would be a better moment. As that would imply they were even getting out of this situation to begin with.
  11. Theogony

    GM "Hey lady, I said shut up!" Devil Ray pointed his gauntlets threateningly at Moira. Clearly taken off guard by the fact she wasn't following instruction. Especially as he had given a single instruction. Not even bothering to relocate all the hostages to a single side of the bank. Before he could fire a blast from his electric stingers, he was once more taken aback by the sound of glass shattering. Turning to face the statuesque member of the Freedom League Auxiliary Devil Ray sighed. "Oh c'mon.. This isn't even an Atlantean temple this time!" Having frequently been routed from his attempts at deep sea savalging from both the forces of Atlantis and Siren, Sea Devil could easily recognize the Atlantean princess' royal armored formal wear. The three masked men accompanying Devil Ray continued to not say a word. Instead they grabbed a female teller and forced her to the back. Not turning towards the latest intrusion or rowdy crowd at all. One did, however, stop to look at his watch.
  12. Theogony

    Thaelia did not have a bank account with E-Sea. Really, she didn't have any surface bank account. Her monthly stipend was often kept in cash, and the number of people willing to steal from a muscular woman standing at six feet tall were few and far between. Even fewer once they recognized her as the powerful princess of Atlantis. Still, ever since the Atlantean Invasion the self-proclaimed Daughter of the Seas had hardly slept. She wasn't haunted by the events of the war. No, she instead felt obligated to repair the rift left in the relationship between the surface and sea. Interrupting even the smallest of crimes, Glamazon could be spotted at all hours patrolling the city. No crime too small, but as of late the excitement had been far and few in between. A fact which possibly made her the sole person excited to hear that the Eastern Seaboard bank was being robbed. Charging through the swinging glass door, glass breaking as she made her way through, the Atlantean demigoddess immediately began to proclaim. "Fiends, now is your chance to surrender. Lest I present you with a gift most unfavorable. The gift of battle!"
  13. GM The Hydra's heads divided their attention between the airborne heroes. Opening its mouths the hydra began to exhume a putrid miasma. A purple mist exiting after the foul stench enveloping the bodies of Asad and the bridge. The captive Atlantean seemed unaffected by whatever effect the mist was supposed to have. He was, however, visibly affected by the lack of effect on the floating heroes. On the ground the fast paced Salmon wasn't quite so fortunate the venomous mist was inhaled and immediately without pause he lost muscle control mid run. Sent colliding into a nearby car, The Salmon could feel his various systems in his body began to shut down. All except his mind which was left entirely aware of his current state of affairs. Much akin to a super shot of hemlock or Atropine the threat of his respiratory system following suit hung nearby. The sight of the limp hero did have a positive effect, it completely terrified the passengers inside the vehicle to run away screaming. Leaving the Salmon behind as the most expensive hood ornament in the city. Struggling with renewed vigor against the might of Asad's powerful grip the Atlantean warlord was held in place as the Hydra screeched in furor.
  14. The Hydra will use its poisonous breath. Which is an area effect, with no effect on the caught within its range Citizzen or Asad. Because, Immunities come up. The Salmon will be Paralyzed by the Effect! For an HP When the next round begins will be a DC12 Fort to overcome!
  15. MAXimum Hunting [IC]

    GM "My, my, my. That's an interesting take. Lies, death, and drugs. Reads like a bad reality tv episode. One without any proof I might add. But, let's say I was involved in what you're accusing me of. What do you think is going to happen to the two louts dumb enough to get in my way?" Brasswell's words were of that of someone in control of the situation. But, his voice had begun to falter. It was one thing to be threatened at gunpoint, or crossbow point in this case, it was an entirely different thing to look whatever that was in his hallway in the eyes. Death quickly moved from concept to reality in the span of a few seconds. Outside, a van could be seen silently pulling up in the distance. If not for the fact that the headlights were the only source of visible light outside it may have. "Friends of yours? What next going to break in through the chimney? Or maybe the garage? Geez, I'm awake already."
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