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GM "LET ME GO!" Billy struggled. And he fought. And he generally did everything he could to try and get free. Not that it helped much. Despite being dosed up on aMaZo, he was not about to get free. Shooting Star was just that much stronger. It seemed that a super drug wasn't a match for her, after all. The last man continued down the winding staircase, as fast as he could securely move. He was done with all of this.
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With Billy held, Archer runs after the Attacker. With him still on the stairs, Archer takes a shot with a Snare Arrow with Autofire: 32. And that's a crit. So... DC+5 from crit, +3 from Autofire = DC24 Reflex Save for the bad guy. Reflex Save: 14, bound and helpless. You're up. 31 - Archer II - 3HP - Unharmed 17 - Shooting Star - 0HP - Unharmed 7 - Billy - Bruise (x1) 7 - Attackers - x4 -- Attacker 1: KO -- Attacker 2: KO -- Attacker 3: KO -- Attacker 4: Bruise (x1), BOund and Helpless
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Nevermore II By the time Muirne reached the gate, Charlie was already on his bike and in costume, motioning for her to get on. The Feather was fast and silent, racing throug the streets towards Southside. If Charlie had been by himself or any of the other Ravens, he would have taken his time, but this was different. Luke was already there, and well... couldn't leave his friend in trouble alone, could he now? It wasn't long before they reached Luke, with Muirne slipping off the bike. Charlie just grinned as he looked between the two, leaning over the bike. "Codenames." There was a laugh in his voice at the reminder. Honestly, he just wanted to hear Muirne say "Hey Nightscale" in the same tone. Stepping off the bike, letting his cape fall behind him, he moved closer to the others. "Gangs and demons all over. Kinda weird, even for Southside."
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Stealth 25 with Skill Mastery. Initiative: 23 Are any of the bad guys in a position where Charlie can get to them without the others noticing?
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GM The man running from Muirne was screaming by now. "Stay away! Stay away from me! You're all monsters!" His panic was very real, as he scrambled down the street, stumbling and crawling away, backing up against a wall. "Leave me alone! Just stay away!" The older man was groaning. "It... it hurts." He slumped down as Mette and Dee checked up on him, but they couldn't find anything. Suddenly, he screamed, clutching his chest once more. Black ice spread out from the left side of his chest, just over his heart, covering his entire body. He stayed frozen for a brief second, then it broke, and the man was gone, replaced with a massive wolf-man creature with dark grey fur. Its mouth seemed impossibly large, even larger as it opened its mouth and howled to the sky. Around them, two young men and a young woman clutched their chests and screamed, before likewise being covered in black ice.
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Let us see some initiative rolls!
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Forever Boy Pulling out of the long kiss, his lips brushing against Eira's slightly, Pan smiled. "It has certain advantages, yes." He paused, looking up at Micah and Judy as they moved about, playing and singing. He looked like he gave it some thought, then his smile went just a bit too wide. Then he was gone, golden trail behind him, now by Micah and Judy's side. "I think I will borrow that!" He quickly snatched the microphone out of Judy's hand and grinned at Micah. "Keep up, my friend!" No introductions needed, no. He just started singing, starting out slow at first, with no background music... "Sha-la-la-la-la-la, my, oh, my!Look at the boy too shy!Ain't gonna kiss the girl!Sha-la-la-la-la-la, ain't that sad?Ain't it a shame, too bad!You're gonna miss the girl!" Music kicked in around them, not just Micah's guitar but all the other instruments that Pan thought was needed, as he continued to sing a somewhat different version of Kiss the Girl. It was time for everyone to start dancing, was it not?
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He's emitting some kind of signal, but it is encrypted. And there's some kind of response signal flowing to him, also heavily encrypted.
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Nevermore II Charlie grinned at the message. Yeah, alright, Luke was in, and already on his way. He should've figured that Luke would already be there. If it was anything he had any connection to, then yeah, he would've gone already. OMW Backpack slung over his shoulder, he was heading towards the garages while sorting through the contacts on his phone. Who else, then? They didn't really know what was going on exactly, and Luke was pretty much anything but stealthy. Sure, he had that covered, but someone a bit more subtle than Luke would probably be a good idea. Muirne. Charlie grinned again. He was sure Luke would appreciate if he brought Muirne along. Me and Luke could use some help Meet me by the gate and we'll go meet him?
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Billy tries to get out of the pin. Give me a grapple check vs 29, then I'll follow up with IC and Archer's actions.
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"I dunno. He might be able to feel it or something? Honestly, not really sure what Gaian Knight can do. Pretty sure we've never met." He paused for a second. "I don't think we've ever met, at least? All kinda runs together in the long run, y'know." Ghost looked at the plant as Fleur pointed it out and grimaced. "Yeah, that doesn't really help. Like... that's a bad mental image right there. So, thanks for that." There was a bit of a laugh in his voice at the end anyway. "What's all that about, anyway? Heard you lived on some other world now? Cleaning up there now?"
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GM Holmes glared at Micah. "Pan is the Forever Boy. Without him, the Hooked Man has no opposite number. No one to stop him. That is the detection we need, child." He was obviously not amused by this insolent child making demands of him. Watson seemed calmer, walking in between Holmes and the children to calm them. "Reflections? What do you mean?" He almost shook as Eira revealed her robotic hand. "You are an automaton," he stated with a flat tone. "But not from Victori, are you? No, you are something else. And you are quite unwell, are you not?" He leaned closer to Eira, producing a monocle and holding it up to his right eye as he studied the hand. "Yes, you are something else entirely, are you not." At this, Holmes seemed to perk up, just a bit, before falling back into the sullen stance he had displayed so far. "Ah. So you wish to find the Wish Isle." He stared at Eira, a hint of disgust in his eyes. "To help your friend, hm? You hope that the Pixies will help you." He laughed, briefly. There was no warmth in the laugh. "It would be almost amusing to see you return, just for that."
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Forever Boy If Pan was bothered by the words of the great detectives, he did not let it show. Eira and Micah knew him better. They could see the brief flinch. "Thank you, Micah, but that is not quite how things work here. Defeating the Hooked Man is not their story. It is mine." His voice was calm, given the situation and the devastation they had seen. He gently placed a hand on Eira's shoulder. "We need them, Eira. If anyone know where to find the Wish Isle, it is the great detectives." Pan raised an eyebrow, and stared at the two men. "Is that not so? I am sure you have found my old home long ago." Of course, Pan had yet to tell either Eira or Micah why they had to find the Wish Isle...
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Pan smiled. Different from his just a bit too wide smile. One born from experience, from failure, triumph, and everything in between. It was simple words, a simple response, not one that he seemed to give a lot of thought. "That one is simple," he finally said. "Then you do better next time. If you do not dare, then who does?"
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GM They would not get home. Not just yet, at least. 2 weeks later Much had changed in Neverworld since Pan's disappearance almost 3 years earlier. Only, it seemed like much more time had passed. Or maybe not. In some places in the world, it seemed like time had almost stood still. In others, the world had moved on. In the weeks since the Forever Boy, the Thunderbird and Angelic had arrived, Pan had led them on a trek through the world. In the Forever Boy's absence, much had changed. At sea, they had found the rotting remains of Ahab, the Whale Hunter, tied to the mast of a once mighty ship, now run aground on a reef. In Victori, the factories were hard at work, continuously creating soulless, mass produced weapons of war to do battle with the ever expanding empire of the Hooked Man. The people worked tirelesly in the factories, daring nothing else. It was all they could do to survive. All they could do to protect themselves. Now, they had reached Trader's Haven, capital of New Avalon. It had taken some work, but the Forever Boy had found the Great Detectives, that now stood before them in the broken city. "So, the Forever Boy," Watson stated. "But where have you been?" "It is elementary," Holmes asked, sitting on some rubble. "He ran. The Lost Heroes were lost, and he ran. And now, he returns, with children in tow." Watson was tall, with a moustache, his hair thinning, once black but now turning grey. Holmes slightly shorter, his hair brown. What had once been neat suits with intricate designs had now faded and been ruined. "I assume you are looking for a way to run yet again?"
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Forever Boy Pan stared, his lips in a smile, then looked up at the star high above. He reached out for Eira and Micah, pulling them both close, an arm around each, Eira by the waist, Micah by the shoulder. His smile grew even wider as he looked up at the star. "Look, the second star to the right! I am home!"
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Nevermore II Charlie did his homework. Of course, not just the homework that they assigned at Claremont, but trying to keep up with whatever was going down in the city. Alek had taught him all that, and being at hero school didn't mean he shouldn't keep up with his other work. Or try to make it all work together. So, Usher's in Kingston. Some kinda demonic gang in Southside that no one seemed to deal with. Part of him wanted to get in touch with Alek about it, but on the other hand... Nah. He could do this without him. He could need some muscle, though, and he had the perfect idea for that. Grabbing his phone, he sent a quick text to Luke: Yo, you up for looking into some trouble in Southside? followed by a little bird emoji.
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GM Getting back to the building was easy enough. Freestyle might have escaped with the data, but she had left the computer she had stolen it from and the mechanical arm behind. By the time Chimera returned, the smoke had cleared out, and the main entrance to the building had been blocked. It would be easy to get back inside the small room and put her forensic knowledge to the test.
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Alright, give me some rolls for how you want to look for clues! There's computers for Computers checks, Search for looking around, Investigate for, well, investigating the clues you find! Time is limited, so you might not have time to check up on everything before security arrives at the building!
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GM "I got no clue." Matt crossed his arms over his chest and scowled at Watchdog. "Some people showed up, said they'd help me walk again, now this is me." He glared at Luke and shook his head. "You've done enough, man. What did you expect, a happy reunion? You left me behind!" Despite it all, Matt did seem to calm down a little bit at Judy's words. "I... I don't know. This is me, I guess. I still feel off... and..." He looked around, people were staring around them. "Can we please do this somewhere else? Everyone's kind of staring."
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Pan moved with Eira, following close as she led him and he danced. Even with such a slow dance, his movements were fluid and graceful, as he made sure to put on a show. He was smiling, he was happy, giving chase as Eira stepped back, moving close behind her and wrapping his arms around her for a quick peck on the cheek, before he pulled away again, holding her hand and letting go after a second.
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They are, obviously, a group of bikers. They have been some relatively minor nuisances in Freedom City and surrounding highways for years, but a few months ago, their leadership (Angel, Buddy, the Born Loser and Cueball) had suddenly gained powers, which they have been using to cause trouble. Angel claims that the powers were a gift from a demon.
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That's a hit. Billy's opposed grapple: 22 You got him grappled.
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GHOST A white hand quickly poked out of the ground where Ghost had disappeared, giving the witch girl a quick thumbs up, before it disappeared again. So, more people coming. Axe guy he could deal with, but if there were more people like the guy that had just taken out, then who knew what would happen? These guys might not be sharp, but they were dangerous. Adjusting his goggles for half a second, Ghost spotted the approaching guys and quickly flew through the road towards them, staying low enough that wouldn't see him, but not too low. The moment he reached them, his hand shot out of the ground and grabbed around the ankle of one of them, quickly trying to pull him in.
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GM "You frea-" Cueball was thrown back by the fireball, slamming into a bus, then quickly put out the flames in his beard. He shook his head, looked around and found... no one. Sparkler was still invisible. Ghost had disappeared into the ground. "COME AND FIGHT ME YOU %¤¤&ing cowards!"
