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Alright, that breaks a hole in the door, no need to roll. IC once @TheAbsurdist has made his sense motive and notice rolls.
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GM The leader hesitated. It seemed that, despite everything, Buddy's words were getting through to him. "Hey!" The other gunman was shouting now, but not directed at Buddy. "Don't you dare! C'mon man! Get the super out of here, then we'll go!" "... you don't care about us. Just wanna get these people out of here. The rich and famous. What's the little man to you, hero?" Harsh words or not, he didn't sound entirely convinced.
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GM Either the brutish cultist were too out of it from the beatings to react, or otherwise he simply didn't care for Ronin's attempt at scaring him. Still leaning heavily on the doorframe, he took the blast of splinters head on. For a moment, he seemed like he would tumble and fall over, then he let out a loud groan, like he was about to stand up properly again. His robe was torn at the front from the blast, splinters and shrapnel stuck in his chest, but otherwise, he seemed none the worse for wear. "God provides..." he groaned, though he still seemed ready to topple if hit with a properly strong attack.
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Cultist 2: Intimidate vs. Intimidate: 14 saved And that is indeed a hit! TOU save: 22 The cultist is still standing! Somehow! @Avenger Assembled you're up!
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GM The punch was solid, connecting directly with the back of the large cultist's head. He made a weird sound, a mix between a gasp and a croak, and seemed to stumble, despite doing his best to still block the doorway, even as he raised hand to catch doorframe to support his weight. No matter how strong he was, it seemed that he had his limits, and the repeated hits were taking their toll. The woman escaped Strix's grasp once more, a wicked smile starting to play over her lips, even as her companions began to fall.
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That's a hit on Cultist 2 TOU vs. DC23, and with 4 bruises: 11 Cultist 2 is staggered and dazed. Everyone: Notice DC25 check, if you make it, read the spoiler: @Supercape is up, followed by @Avenger Assembled Current situation around the room: The Cultist 2 (the big cultist) is blocking the doorway into the room, having just been punched by Liam from behind. Ronin has reached outside the room and shot at Cultist 2. Cultist 3 (the Shadow cultist) is on the floor, between Cultist 2 and Ronin. Wadjet is in the hallway, next to the big cultist, learning that he's knife proof. Lady Horus and Liam is in the room behind Cultist 2. Mr. Strix is a bit further into the small room, with Cultist 1 having retreated to the corner the furthest away from Lady Horus. 31 - Ronin - Uninjured - 2HP 24 - Lady Horus - Uninjured - 0HP 24 - Wadjet - Uninjured 24 - Cultist 1 (Illusion Creator) - Uninjured 21 - Cultist 2 (Big Brute) - Bruise (x4), Dazed, Staggered 12 - Mr. Strix - Shaken - 2HP 10 - Cultist 3 (Shadow) - Unconscious 7 - Dr. Thorne - Uninjured - 2HP
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GM The leader of the gunmen paused for a moment, as did the man holding the hostage. The leader almost seemed like he wanted to say something, he certainly seemed like the most reasonable of the gunmen, at least, but then the man with the hostage shouted: "Money! Its all about money, big guy!" He didn't really seem bigger now. It must've been a trick of the light or something like that. "There's an easy solution." The leader of the gunmen was regaining his composure, just a bit. "You leave, and nobody gets hurt. Go, fly away. Do whatever you super types do. Tell the people outside to stay away, and nobody gets hurt. Money's still ticking in."
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Sense motive from Gunman leader: 30 From guy holding hostage: 17 No worries, good luck with handling the busy.
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"Why, yes, you know things that I do not, just as I know things that you do not." Pan spoke in something of a sing-song voice here. "But, I suppose that it was too much to hope that someone who had failed as much as you in the first place would know anything about the fungus that you claimed to study." Fine then, no need to waste more time with Lorenzo, if he was not about to be any help. His feet lifting from the ground, he quickly moved through the air towards Oswald, who at least seemed to be back to normal, and the Fun Guy, who did not seem like he was having any kind of fun, and who seemed to be arguing with himself. Curious. Not something you saw happen often. A man at war with himself, telling them not to listen to either of his sides, it seemed. He seemed in agony, but Pan could do little against that. All he could do for now was to restrain him, or at least attempt to. A wave of his hand, and pixie dust glittered into existence around the Fun Guy, quickly closing in to try and restrain his movements. "One at a time, please. What does it want? And what does he want?"
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Creating a Binding Band around the Fun Guy to try and keep him contained. Got Indirect 2, so might count as a surprise, and an attack roll, if you need it: 1d20+12 = 17, DC22 REF if it hits to avoid being snared.
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Bullseye! Or, maybe horseseye? Was that a thing you said? Probably not? Anyway, the Justice Buster had actually worked! The bad guy was pausing after the shot! Awesome! Quickly getting to her feet again, Robin stood up straight and took hold around the handle of the oversized gun with both hands. She had a moment. Take the proper time, take aim. This was just a big, crazy monster. What was the worst that could happen? "And time for some more justice!" she proudly proclaimed, squeezing the trigger to send another kinetic blast at horseface.
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What time? Where time? Anyway, since Justice here is on her very first outing, I'll keep with her only really having unarmed and the Justice Buster for offensive options, and otherwise only having access to the Justice Armor (once she gets her update giving her different armors) So, taking another shot: 1d20+11 = 22 DC20 TOU if it hits.
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Meant which power/attack effect, so I can do some proper toughness rolls. Also, gonna wait for @TheAbsurdist doing his Sense Motive and Notice before coming up with a GM.
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Yeah. Robin hadn't exactly counted on Jones starting to listen to logic now, but she had hoped, at least. "Bingo." The statement was a bit hushed, aimed at her find rather than Jones, but at least she was finding something. Reaching for the first hard drive, she quickly plugged it in, then started the transfer. She could stash this thing no problem, and get it out of there. Figure out what Neutron were doing here in the first place. With the transfer started, all she could do was wait. And try to stall Jones a bit more. "C'mon. I already agreed with you that we could take this place down, as long as nobody got hurt. Its not like I'm telling you not to do it, just wait until we can turn things off, right?" A moment pause, check on the progress. She could use this data to help Anna, maybe to stop anything further Neutron was planning on doing, too. And stall a bit more, get the transfer going. At least it was a high-end hard drive, so as long as the actual machine could keep up... "Just, let's try and turn things off first, alright? Do you honestly want to take the chance that your bombs create a chain reaction that takes out the entire city?" Could the things here do that? Robin honestly had no idea, but it was her best idea.
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Can I get a diplomacy roll?
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20 Questions HellQ Guidebook Page Theme Music Origin Vignette: Terror Night Reputation table Vignettes: - Just One Voice - End of the Road
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GM The figure was indeed pulling out a gun, small enough to fit in his pocket. A hidden weapon that now rested in his hand, as he took the shot. A loud BANG!, and the bullet soared past the Seeker's head, but without finding its mark. The Seeker could hear a short curse as his target stepped back, away from where the Seeker would land. Hastily scrambling, the target started to pull other tools out of his pockets, while he dropped the gun to the roof they were standing on.
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The bad guys takes a shot in the surprise round: 20 And that's a miss! Let's see some initiative!
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@Avenger Assembled what are you using to attack the door?
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GM "Maybe I do, hero!" the man holding the gentleman barked, while the leader of the gunmen finally found his composure again. "Play nice, or you'll find out!" His voice was steady and loud. "No we don't, you damn idiot!" The leader of the gunmen were back on his feet now, and standing straight. He rubbed the back of his head, keeping his distance from the good captain, but without raising his weapon. "This is stupid. We're not gonna get anywhere. We're not here to kill anyone, so stand down before we have to, Mister." He blinked, rubbing his eyes while looking at Captain Cosmos. "What the hell is up with you? You're looking all strange." The gunman with the hostage lowered his weapon slightly, before raising it again, pressing it against the back of the gentleman's head. "Back off! Or I'll shoot!" There was something about him. He seemed bigger than before, even if just slightly.
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"Ew." Pan made his displeasure known as he set down Boddyflock's men, before quickly starting to wipe his hand on the green grass, which quickly turned another, not quite as lovely, shade of green. "It seems that your men do not have the greatest constitution, master Boddyflock." He continued to wipe his hands clean on the wet grass for a moment, before the Fun Guy started to convulse and claw and groan, obviously in agony. Pan observed, for the moment. What was this? The fungal growths on the man's face were obviously worse. Was it the air? Was it the different rules outside of the strange Fae realm that the Black Rose had brought them to? At any rate, he did not like it. And he certainly did not like that Lorenzo found it interesting. "Why?" He made no move to aid the Fun Guy yet, but instead directed his question towards Lorenzo. "Why do you find the man's agony interesting? What do you know, that we do not?"
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This was not going well at all... even the search optimization on this thing was a mess! Seriously, what kind of system had these people been using? How could they even live with something like this? Or maybe Robin just needed to learn the system? And she really didn't have the time for all that. Still, what files she skimmed through made it pretty clear that Neutron Industries was not good guys, at least. Made her feel better about them potentially bringing the whole place down. At least it would take them some time to rebuild. "Oh, man. This is weird stuff. Like, really weird stuff." She was speaking as much to herself as she was speaking to Jones. "Words like hyperdimensional radiation just sets off all kinds of alarms. There's no telling what'll happen if we just blow this place up." She looked around, fumbling with anything or everything she find to take a copy of the data and bring along. She had to get some form of data storage into her suit at some point, but she didn't have that luxury. "This stuff can phase things out of reality. If you just blow it up, you might end up taking out the entire city!" Alright, maybe not. She wasn't sure, but it gave her some time to look for some storage device, at least, and it meant that they could maybe try to shut things down first.
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Alright, Robin's gonna try and see if there's something nearby that she can store the data on, for later use. An USB key, a storage device, anything to bring the data along so she can research it a bit when somebody's not trying to plant explosives all around her. Search roll: 1d20+8 = 25 Of course, won't matter if there's nothing nearby, but its an attempt!
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Unless any of you decide to attack (and feel fre to do so), moving out of combat. And give me some sense motive if you try to understand the squid, and some notice checks too. Sense Motive DC20 (And DC15 for Aquaria due to Comprehend): Notice DC30:
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GM The leader of the squid fell, going completely limp in Aquaria's hands. The five remaining squids paused, three of them struggling with their weapons, while the others began to glow in response to Aquaria. Blue, red, yellow. Softly switching between the colors, though staying mostly in the blue spectrum. The three with the weapons eventually let them go, letting them drift in the water before them. It was not easy to understand them. The leader seemed to be better at communicating with other species, but they seemed to agree to surrender, now that their leader had fallen.
