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Excellent!~ As per the goal of 'just hit the closest thing' I'm gonna swing at the Boran Lieutenant Attack Roll Results 1d20+7: 18 [1d20=11] Probably a Miss, but if it hits, it's DC 24 Toughness

Cerebral and Cerebellum The twins look up at General Sparks and Daniel just blinks. "Wait...that's him?" He asks outloud, kind of expecting something a little more threatening looking...but this was an old retro game that they were trapped in. So this did make a lot of sense. Iris would nod at her brother and Michael. "Indeed, and he's just as annoying as he looks...still he is a threat." She then turns towards Michael and smiles a little bit. "Bring it down seems like a good idea, but that means you'd have to get around the tower and push it. Daniel, can you distract him while I pull on these support pillars with my telekinesis?" "I can!" "Alright, let's move out." Daniel would float in front of the two and call out to General Sparks. "SO! YOU'RE THE BIG CHEEZE HUH?! YOU DON'T SEEM SO TOUGH!"

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Nightscale eyes widened as he witnessed the transformation happening. "Great..." He muttered, honestly grateful that he wasn't forced to face those things on his own, but instead had more experienced heroes with him. "Got any idea about how to deal with that guys..." He gulped visibly as he felt the vampire squirm in his grasp. "No.... Nop... You at least stay put on?" He continued already imagining that the creature was about to transform as well, fortunately though it wasn't and in fact, a well placed hit was enough to stun it, at least for now.

GM The Boran facing Predator snarled at her as it managed to pull free from her grapple attempt. Taking a step back, it gave itself room to swing its large melee weapon at the heroine again, but the smaller Predator easily managed to duck under the swing. The two faced off once more as the nearby troopers all held their fire, not wanting to risk firing into the melee. A short distance away, the Boran that was facing Fleur with the remaining Hunter mecha managed to land another blow with its weapon on the plant-controlling heroine. The other troopers also held their fire, not having any clear targets. They also were starting to appear nervous, as their leader was now down, as was one of the Justicars, and Paradigm was no longer hindered by the Delaztri crystal. The remaining telepathic Hound sent a blast of mental energy at the Praetorian leader, the psychic blast striking her easily. However, Paradigm appeared unfazed by the attack, remaining focused on the fight around her. The black clad telekinetic Hound moved around the central of the battlefield and reached out with its telekinesis to grapple La Puma, trying to hold her in place…

Okay, the Boran on Predator will attack her, missing The one on Fleur will attack her, hitting, DC 25 toughness save @Electra The troopers will hold fire for the moment with no clear targets, but they are looking a bit worried now that Sovereign is down. The telepathic Hound will mind blast Paradigm, DC 20 Will save: Paradigm passes with ease with a 28 The telekinetic Hound will try to use telekinesis to grapple La Puma: hitting and getting a 23 on the grapple check @MoonSimply Updated initiative list: ROUND FOUR 26 Justicar Wryy (bruised, prone) 22 Fleur de Joie 3 HP (bruised) 22 La Puma Negra 1 HP (bruised) 20 Paradigm 2 HP (bruised, weakened -1 all stats rnd 1) 19 Star-Khan (fatigued) 18 Boran Lieutenants (x2, one facing Predator bruised 2, staggered; 1 on Paradigm/Golden Star) 13 Predator HP (bruised 2) 10 Tough Aliens (x2, one on Fleur, one on Predator) 10 Troopers (two groups: 20 to the left and 20 to the right) 9 Hounds (1 telekinetic on right, one telepath on left bruised) 8 Golden Star 0 HP (bruised 2) 6 Hunters (x1 in melee with Fleur) @Poncho Golden Star is up

Multi-Girl Bernadette had been listening to Dr. Macedon talk a bit about what she knew from prior Claremont groups that had been pulled through time at the Magic Mesa when the group came upon what appeared to be a fight between two groups. Looking at the group in uniforms, the redhead noted the symbols on their shirts. "Speakin' o’ World War II, that lot seems ta be inspired by the Nazi die Übersoldaten an' Superior." She stated, point towards the group with weapons and the uniforms with the S logo. "Pretty good odds they are the bad guys here." She added as she started running towards the group. Her duplicate held back for the moment, keeping an eye on the area, but ready to move into action as well.

La Puma Negra Eventually backtracking a little bit was how she would eventually see in the short distance the source of the sudden commotion that almost had her squashed like a big by the now decimated hero statue. It was now spotting that source, a form of crash site with a figure laying in it that she increased her pace, an all-fours sprint before she got the woman whom appeared to be in a bit of bad shape. The white hair was definitely something different as she didn't appear that old, sliding down the crate to check on her in a naturally curious and concerned way. "Hey... are you alright?" Carmen says before prodding her lightly. Whomever this lady was, Puma wasn't familiar with them at all, not outright recognizing them, "I can try and get you help, what's going on here?"

we can get an Acrobatics roll to have Predator get across the Rooftops! It'll be a little more difficult if she also has to carry Echohead, let's say DC 20 if she has to carry Echohead while they're jumping, DC 15 if they're handling it separately; I'm not sure how Echohead's mimic works on if he can borrow her Acrobatics for his own attempt.

Michael's happiness at the twins reuniting had been shattered by this general guy! He'd never seen him before, but he was really starting to get ticked off! Why was he so annoying!? He dipped between electric bolts and tried to stay close to the tower, to avoid letting the turret blast him. "This guy sucks!" Michael yelled to the twins, pointing up at the evil General Sparks. "And his stupid tower's about to fall over too! How about we knock it over and send him falling!?" he suggested. "This thing is starting to look like a stiff breeze could send it falling! Maybe we go down to one of the smaller points and just like...knock it over?"

OOC for This Thread Will Carmen and Michael finally have a regular date that isn't interrupted by superheroics!? Seems Unlikely.

Early April, 2024 Freedom Central Library It was a nice day in New Jersey, and in part because of that, Michael and Carmen had left Claremont after class to go have a date. A date that they both promised would not be about superheroing, would not involve alien invasions, or being trapped in time bubbles, or teenage delinquents, or any of that. Michael had picked up sandwiches from Stan's Super Heroes; the local place's habit of naming sandwiches after supers had obviously always fascinated their biggest fan, and he wasn't ashamed to admit that he hoped that some day he would have a sandwich 'of his own', so to speak. But he was currently eating one named for Velocity as he and Carmen sat under the stone sphinx named April on the stairs to the building. It was decently populated, but not enough to make Carmen uncomfortable, which gave the two enough privacy to sit quietly and eat together while enjoying the day. The actual Library itself was fairly busy today; they had announced an interesting exhibit of several of the first recorded written versions of many famous tall tales, in addition to oral counterparts spoken by historical researchers. Banners across the front of the heavy granite building in the City Center announced readings of the original stories of Paul Bunyan, Mike Fink, Johnny Appleseed, and more. Michael had some interest in those stories- they were, to him at least, somewhat of the precursors of modern Superheroes-, and he'd picked up several copies of collections of the tales earlier in the day, resting next to him as him and Carmen sat on the stairs. Michael was not talking about superheroing, or studying, or anything like that, at least at the moment. He was simply leaning against the base of the sphinx statue and enjoying his time with Carmen, and talking about more interesting, teenager things. That included the yo-yo that his brother had gotten bored with no long after obtaining, that he was now practicing with. "Honestly, I'm not very good with this thing." he said as he threw the yo-yo out and let it roll back into his hand. "I've watched some Youtube videos and people can do crazy stuff with them. Have you ever used one?"

GM Outside the tower From waaaaay above, and the very tip of the tower, a figure could be seen, floating in the air. General Sparks himself! His costume was a ragged, and his was emitting furious... well, furious sparks. "ANARCHISTS!" he said, pointing below him to the three heroes with a flared glove. He swooped down slightly, and manned one of the huge cannons that looked like it had been designed by a 50s Sci Fi costume designer after imbibing some mushrooms for creative purposes. Glowing cyan rings, black fins, beeping lights. And from the gun a shower of electric bolts started raining down on them! And now, the tower was really creaking. It looked like it might topple at any moment...

Ghule: 1 + 4 + 1 = 6 = 1PP Dance Beneath the Stars: 1 It is Black and It's Hollow and It's Cold: 4 Power Vacuum: 1

History check for Bernadette to see if the uniforms are familiar: 27 with a Nat 20

Multi-Girl (1) Survival Class: Survival in the Hereafter (1) GM (2) Darkest Day (1) Star-Crossed pt 2 (1)

@Spacefurry sorry for the delay, he gets a 22, so picks up his third bruise. Please make your IC post. @RocketLord Stormcrow is up!

Okay, everyone gets a HP as a fiat the stealthy arrival of Madrigal Martinet and she kill's Bernadette's duplicate. Going to keep the same initiative order to keep things moving. The Elite Omegadrones are NOT minions, so attack rolls needed on them. Round One 28 El Gato (Unharmed) 21 Kismet (Unharmed) 19 Elite Omegadrones (6 all Unharmed) 18 Cerebral 4 HP (Unharmed) 17 Madrigal Martinet (Unharmed) 16 Starshine 5 HP (Unharmed) 15 Multi-Girl 5 HP (Unharmed) 15 La Puma Negra 4 HP (Unharmed) 15 Bruiser (Unharmed) 12 Neko 3 HP (Unharmed) 12 Copper Knight (Unharmed) 11 Jotunn 5 HP (injured, bruised) 6 Network (Unharmed) 6 Omegadrones (15 attacking over 500’ away, caught in Neko’s obscure; 6 on group) 4 Archer (Unharmed) 4 Cerebellum (Unharmed)

GM As the massive robot powered down and the last Omegadrone in the area fell, a moment of quiet seemed to fall over the area. The police were still getting civilians out of the nearby buildings and down into the sewers through the opening Owain had made and towards safety. And the sounds of explosions could still be heard in the distance, primarily from the downtown area where dozens (if not hundreds) of small figures could be seen flying through the skies above the city. Archer moved forward and over to where Kesmit had landed the sky-cycle she was piloting. "If you all want to run, you can." He stated, glancing over towards the teens. "But we need to stop just reacting, and start picking our targets and striking." He glanced over towards the city. "As long as the portals are open and allowing more of these troops in, we will constantly be on the defensive. We need to find a way to shut down those portals." Turning, his gaze swept over the members of FORCE Ops before focusing back on the Claremont teens. "We are going to go and see if we can find a way to shut those down. You all are a lot more capable than I would have expected at your age, we could certainly use your help." Bernadette glanced over towards the others, hesitant for a moment. But before she could speak, a tall figure rouse up behind her duplicate and in a quick movement plunged an energy sword into the duplicate’s back. The duplicate arched slightly as she let out a brief cry of pain that was cut off as the end of the energy blade pierced out the front of her chest. The original Bernadette’s body went tense, and she staggered a step, almost as if she had been hit herself. In a swift motion, the figure pulled the blade free and the duplicate collapsed lifelessly to the ground and then disappeared. The figure was a six-foot-tall woman wearing a long red military style coat with gold braid and brown, thigh high leather boots. She had long raven hair that flowed out of a golden helmet that covered her face. Taking a step forward, she pointed her energy sword at the original Bernadette. "Will you disappear as well when I cut out your heart?" "Kill them all!" She yelled as six Omegadrones in black armor flew into view, followed by a number of normal Omegadrones.

Cerebral and Cerebellum As soon as Michael mentioned that he had found Iris, the young man rushed forward and pushed past Michael a little and then he hugged Iris tightly, who would turn in surprise and hug him back. They would mention how much they missed each other then they pulled away with tears in their eyes. "W-We do need to go...I missed you so much Iris I-." "-We can talk about this later Daniel. Come on." Iris smiled softly for a moment then jumped out the window she had smashed and started to fly, Daniel would follow after her.

Cerebral and Cerebellum The twins just blinked at the overly excited Tracy, now Iris was actually into talking about science with the older lady. The issue was the sheer amount of questions bombarding her. As such she took a step back and replied in the other lady' head. "One at a time please." As she said that she would look over at her brother with an expression that could be traslated as 'help me!' Daniel understood this and stepped foreward. "Umm...Ms, our powers are just basic psychic stuff, telepathy, telekinesis....what have you, though we are hardly the most powerful."

GM The Captain gave out a warm laugh. "Lower budget costs. That always goes down well with the brass!" The private gave an unpleasant snort, rolled to one side in an uncomfortable position, sweat on his brow. "They splash out on a plane, and send me some idiot soldier..." sighed the Captain. "Looks like he would be as much use in a fight as a sardine sandwich," he frowned. "Back in my day cut soldiers from steel... huh..." The Captain was probably late thirties. Not that old. Still in shape, but with lines and creases that told Jean he had been in battle. The speakers crackled with a message from the pilot. "Making last descent. Its chilly and windy, and a touch of snow. So buckle up!" The private snorted once again, muscles tense.

Echohead "Th-the rooftops?" blubbered Echohead, the sweat intensifying. He was - and not for the first time - glad that his black supersuit did an excellent job of cooling his body, and preventing sweat patches. "I mean, how?" he asked. "I can't fly? Or jump. Or even run, not well, anyway..." he said, voice faint and wobbling. He was five foot five and little of it was muscle. "Do you have some kind of hover bike? Or zero gravity generators?" he asked. "Or I suppose you could carry me..." It was not exactly a dignified solution. But better to swallow ones pride, as opposed to falling face first onto concrete...

Predator Predator frowned under her helmet as she watched the readouts on the scanners. Between the two of them they had produced a pair of functioning scanners. They were supposed to help track down the original source of the ‘event’. Obviously the number of overlapping signals was more than they accounted for. The bodies on the train didn’t exhibit the apparent magnitude increase they were now encountering. The errors were directing them to both a local radio signal tower and a local hospital. Both would be needed. She contemplated for a moment… Predator looked at Echohead and then nodded. “You’re correct. The safety of possible survivors should be top priority.” She looked out over the town again. “We should traverse the rooftops. Traveling the streets would invite too many potential encounters.”

Predator Jean sat in her seat as comfortably as she could. Having a tail often had its drawbacks, seating was often one of them. When the captain spoke she looked up from her datapad. She spared him and offered a friendly smile. “It's alright captain, I understand. This was rather ‘last minute’ for myself.” She considered him for a moment. This wasn’t an official mission as far as the government or military were concerned. There were no ‘eyes-only’ or ‘need to know’ mandates. But she didn’t think it safe to be completely forthwith, so she opted for an abridged rundown. “There is a potential danger. A high ranking official within WEST may be in danger from an as yet unidentified threat. He is supposed to be on a research mission in Alaska. After some concerning developments, I have volunteered to look into the matter. Hopefully, before it has to become an ‘official problem’ for national security.” She gave the captain a smirk and chuckled. “I can only assume they are happy to let me try first. It allows for greater deniability and hopefully lower budget costs.” Jean joked.