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  1. Inside, Mammoth was almost insensible, but not quite. His senses brought him news that was dutifully filed in his memory, but he wasn’t truly conscious. What little awareness he had was focused on that inner voice, yammering at him in the Hrnau language… …get up. You aren’t that badly hurt. You must act! They will not wait for you! He shook his head almost contemplatively, then harder, and pushed himself to a crouch, focusing his attention on the cybernetic girl. How rude, he thought, then began to think of whether he sho
  2. For those first few moments, Mammoth had a clear idea that they were under attack. The people at the door weren't familiar to him, and although he couldn't follow the speedsters' movements his instincts told him that anyone who looked that satisfied at someone else's distress was probably involved. He guessed the bandaged snake-throwing person wasn't really hurt, but the snake itself seemed to catch his attention more than it might have. Unbeknownst to anyone but a telepath, a mental voice whispered in his mind do not be deceived. The one you didn't see move is still the greatest threat.
  3. Aaand just like that, Mammoth's down. 1d20+13=18 So discussion of actions is kind of academic. He's stunned for a round. Nuts.
  4. Mammoth Kick Off!;A Little Party Never Killed Nobody Edge Of The World
  5. Throughout the travelling time, Mammoth had managed his restricted movements by the simple compensation of peppering everyone else with questions – to be fair, he did actually seem to be listening to the answers – and reading his schoolbooks. He ate one breakfast bar and that was it. So of course when the door to the plane was opened, he rocket-slithered outside and bounded straight into the field, looking like he might be about to dash off into the wilderness. Only the appearance of Miss Arya stopped him as he attended to her introduction, then rejoined, unnecessarily
  6. Mammoth a bit better than average: http://orokos.com/roll/433037 gives him a 13.
  7. Should we just have one of those 'oodly oodly oodly you're in the antarctic!' posts?
  8. ````` Even Mammoth is not utterly insensible to something going that badly wrong. Middle of a set that was in some danger of breaking the dance floor, he stopped and peered around at the people who were collapsing. Walking up to one boy who had fallen near him, he knelt and turned him over onto his back then looked him over carefully, satisfying himself that the collapsee was at least alive. He saw the DJ almost take a header. His first thought was, ‘am I about to go to sleep?’ But he didn’t feel groggy. Then he smelled the air, trying to figu
  9. Mammoth was kind of new to the idea of embarrassment. Sasquatch didn’t really have that, at least not in a deep way. He wasn’t quite sure how the chrome-smelling guy had become so disturbed, but he recognized that somehow the bunch of girls were stressing him, and just for fun too. He didn’t wish them ill – some of them were pretty – but this was the kind of thing that needed an answer. He went from eavesdropping mode to fun party animal mode as he kind of slouched in their direction. Carefully picking the girl who had made that ‘someone to dance with’ remark, he del
  10. Hau-Tayoomae – Mammoth – loped off the stage, having done as much credit as he could to the Coasters’ Along Came Jones, flipping neatly from Billy Guy’s melody to Dub Jones’ bass interjections. The imitation, for anyone who had heard the Coasters, was actually pretty good, but there were rhythm problems – without a drum or bass of some kind to keep the beat, the young sasquatch tended to flounder. His bright enthusiasm and huge size managed to keep serious jeering to a minimum, although even he didn’t miss the signs of relief when the DJ offered to take over. He reflected that he was going
  11. Following too, but still not quite sure how it helps over pressing that little button...
  12. Seemingly, the big kid was anticipating a conversational break; the moment he wouldn’t interrupt, he said: “Hello! I’m Mammoth, and you’re Doctor Inari Jefferson! And I’m not backing out; I even brought my own books and breakfast bars. The headmaster and that other one said there might be a city of metamumurans, so I wanted to go. I come from a whole people of memahumans too, but we don’t have cities, but maybe we did once! And I’m not afraid of crazy cold – the squirrel tells me my fur is thick enough! And I’ve flown on a plane before, and it doesn’t scare me too much. But I like runn
  13. A looming shadow strode into the airport proper, dressed only in the Claremont pants-and-hoodie set – with the unusual addition of sandals to keep from being barred entry. (So many places wanted him to wear shoes, but honestly wasn’t it just easier for him to stomp things flat with his bare feet? It wasn’t as if he bit his toenails in public…) The truly unusual aspect of his entry was how few people took notice of him. Everyone who did was impressed with his height – he was a bigfoot, after all – but most people didn’t, simply because he walked soundlessly and lightly. He looked like he wa
  14. I'll nominate Mammoth for Brawl 1. In another Campaign Discussion thread, I've already implied that his band might be providing music (though frankly, it'd be more realistic if he were just there - it's way early in the year for a high school band to be ready to perform) Yeah, it'll work if all Mammoth is doing is clearing the dance floor...
  15. So in Mammoth's HellQ I made a few allusions to the fact that he was singing in a band named Firedream. I just figured that when some of his more musically inclined schoolmates realized that he would do the most awesome monstervoice, they'd find a way to recruit him. So now I'm thinking that if the entire band is super-powered, that would actually turn into a kind of ongoing plot hook. So now I'm wondering if anyone else would be interested in playing members of Claremont's own ... Firedream! A high-school fusion band with metal, jazz, hip-hop and new age influences. But then
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