Kaede Kimura
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Muirne was willing to admit that flying with Luke was exhilarating, but I'm the privacy of her head would prefer to do it with a saddle. She clung tightly to his scales as best she could without letting go of her spear or shield. She breathed a sigh of relief as they landed, and turned to Howl as he started talking. She was glad to hear that they had options if the Mesa left them stranded. She peered off the side at the group after Howl pointed them out. "That sounds like a plan. And if they aren't up to no good we can help them get away from the fighting."
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Alice quickly flew over to the man who wasn't now masquerading as a porcupine, raising one hand to strike the man. She swing it into his side with speed, careful not to overdo it as her hand probably weighed more than him. She looked over to the other hero with a smile. "Hey, thanks for the assist. I'm Shooting Star, who are you?"
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Shooting Star is gonna go after Attacker 3. All-out-attack as per normal. 1d20+7 = 23! Holy crap another hit!
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Muirne watched her claws skitter off the creature's armoured chest and everything else get resisted except for the turtle. She wasn't sure how tough these creatures were, but maybe other things would work. She reached past the monster's armour and pulled on the light and warmth she felt there, feeling the life drain from it before dissipating from her. She snarled wordlessly at the Omegadrone as it remained standing as she pulled her arm and tendrils from it's chest.
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Okay, Muirne is gonna experiment a bit, and switch to her secondary damage power, And attack of course, 1d20+8 = 13 which is terrible, so second HP (Also RL, I should be on 2HP before this not 3, I used one last turn too) 1d20+8 = 13, HP takes it up to 23, DC18 Fort save or take incurable damage. EDIT: Okay, according to my sheet it's DC23 like standard toughness, but I'm sure I remember that not being how it works...
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Muirne wasn't particularly cognisant of the things happening around her as the shadows that she was now composed of writhed in the cold morning. The creature swept forwards rapidly to meet the unharmed Omegadrone, claws at the ready. Slashing quickly the immaterial blades met the drone's chest as Muirne wrestled with herself for control. She turned to the newcomer after her attack, unconcerned at the possibility of a counterattack due to her incorporeality. "Is there more coming?"
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Shadowborne is gonna attack with her Shadow Power Array's base power against Omegadrone 2, 1d20+8 = 11 which is just a bit too low, so I'm gonna burn a HP 1d20+8 = 21 I'll get a post out in a bit, I assume I'm gonna hit, just lemme know to edit it in post if I'm wrong.
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I finally get to see her in action! 1d20+8 = 25 for initiative
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Muirne walked quietly beside her schoolmates, holding a burger in some overwhelmed grease-proof paper. She had been enjoying the small trip with her schoolmates when she felt the warm air cut through, reeking in a new and worrying way. Suddenly she was nearly blinded by the flash of the car appearing and the pursuing Omegadrones. She barely hesitated a moment, drawing from the well of shadows within and transforming into her shadowbeast form in the blink of an eye.
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New Claremonter - Seeking Friends, Rivals, Workout Buddies
Kaede Kimura replied to Lone_Star's topic in Archives
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Muirne listened quietly as the others talked, her brain recognising Zach and Macedon's appearance. She was at least twenty six years in the past based on Callie's observations. The only person she knew who wasn't an infant or not even born would be Klara, who wouldn't know her yet. She would be over forty by the time she reached her time. She'd finally been getting accustomed to the time she was in and she gets hurled through time again. Was she cursed somehow? What were they supposed to do if Callie was right and they had to avoid changing history? It wasn't like they could just sit around doing nothing while villains ran amok. She clasped her hands around her spear to hide their shaking. She managed to calm herself enough to tune into Macedon talking, trying to sort through his statements as they came. They should get back to the cave, but it was probably gone so that answered whether they were stuck. She needs to calm down. She was trying dammit, it wasn't as easy as he made it sound. This is the Magic Mesa's doing. He knew what caused it. The Magic Mesa... ... Magic Mesa... ... Magic... She'd almost find it funny if it wasn't happening to her. She was cursed wasn't she? Dougal, Rurland and now this. She'd been magically cast from her home a second time. Her heart started harder than before, feeling like it was trying to force it's way out of her chest. She clutched her hands in front of her mouth to stop herself hyperventilating. She had to push through this, she couldn't break down, she had to help her team to get through this. Blinking away tears that had sprung up she took a few moments to collect herself, silently hoping the others hadn't noticed, although she knew that wasn't exactly likely given the fact that she was literally sitting on one of them. "Tyge úre sylfum gecliht1." She muttered under her breath before turning to the others, raising her voice although it still trembled slightly to her annoyance. "So what's the plan then?" 1 Pull your self together
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Okay, so lets try this again then. 1d20+7 = 23 I think I finally hit something!
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Alice pulled back as he fired, eyes widening as the bullets ricocheted in every direction. "Jesus Christ you idiot! Are you trying to shoot yourself? Bullets bounce off of me!" She didn't want this thug dying because a bullet bounced off of her face and into something vital. "If you want to get hurt that badly just stand still, and it won't come with the humiliation of shooting yourself accidentally." Alice swung again, her fist colliding with his head. The man collapsed heavily, mask shattering as her metal-like fist struck it. Alice looked down at her fist, surprised that she'd actually managed to hit the man. She considered giving a one-liner, but reckoned it pointless given her lack of an audience. Instead she silently floated from the shattered window, looking around for the other hero.
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One day I'll hit... Second verse same as the first, 1d20+7 = 14 which I know misses... One day I'll roll double digits...
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Shooting Star swept her arm at the guy again, annoyed at her inability to hit the guy. Was it too much for her to beat some catharsis out of this guy? She could hear the other hero managing fine so why did she have to be so terrible at hitting things? Not for the first time she regretted not taking boxing classes, but how would she take a boxing class without spoiling her secret identity? Maybe she should ask the guy with the bow if he knew anyone she could train with since she could assume someone trained him. For now she just snarled at the frustratingly unpunched man in front of her.
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Sorry it took me ages to get back to this. Shooting Star is going to continue her previous method of 'Punch at guy' All-out-Attack (+4) 1d20+7 = 13 which I know is a miss.
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The Dreamer once again conjured a table and some comfortable seating for the three of them to have their talk in relative comfort. Having the dream creature lower her into the chair she gestured for the others to sit. "Before we begin, would the two of you like any refreshments?" She waited briefly for the answers, complying with them quickly before talking again. "I am willing to listen to your side of things to sort things out, Advay. Blackstaff gave me what I feel is an accurate but significantly shortened version of your tale and I have some questions related to it. You claim that you are innocent of Yatin's murder, if this is true, why are you fleeing instead of trying to clear your name with the Forest Clan and the Police? My second question is whether there is truth in the beliefs of the Rock Clan that you are in possession of dangerous magics?" She looked expectantly at the man after her questions.
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Steel Shade (PL10) - NPC Tier 2
Kaede Kimura replied to Kaede Kimura's topic in Non-Player Characters
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The Dreamer nodded, glad someone was finally willing to talk rather than shoot her and run away. Or plan on throwing her overboard. Or just ignore her. She started moving the ship towards the water. She sighed as the ship shifted direction, smiling slightly at Blackstaff. "I am glad that you are willing to talk, I have had a trying day regarding that." She shifted her legs to sit in a more dignified position than awkwardly splayed out from her. "If something happens, you'll have to hold them at bay until I can land us. I can't defend the ship like this."
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Made the edit.
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Muirne's face turned ashen as Charlie spoke, panic making her heart pound in her ears. They had been sent back in time? She didn't know how to deal with that. What if she never got to go back to the present? And if they had been sent back in time, how far could it go? Could she go back and save her family? Should she go back and save her family, after all she'd have never met any of Vanguard or Pan and Eira and the others, or any of the people here who'd followed her into the cave. She took a deep breath to calm herself. Now wasn't the time for what-ifs, she could do that later. She turned to Charlie, nodding as Luke started his protest when the man landed. It only took her moments to recognise him, the Centurion, the greatest hero ever. She nodded quickly as he gave his instructions, people were in danger and she wasn't willing to stand by and let them die. It's what she'd been taught to do from a young age, be a hero. And then Luke turned into a dragon. Taking deep breaths to calm her jackhammering heart she climbed on at his suggestion. She didn't know if he was faster than her shadow form, but climbing over buildings was doubtless slower than flying over them. Taking great care she kept her spear pointing away from her friend and held on with her shield arm. "Alright, let's go see what we need to do."
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Alice shook herself off, shaking off the stunning effect. She flashed a quick smile towards the hero on the roof. "Thanks! Let's take these guys out!" she yelled before shooting towards the man in the window, shattering the sound barrier with ease, smashing through the glass and some of the wall. "Alright, you had your fun. It's my turn now!" She lashed her arm out at the guy, her fist gliding past his head. She once more lamented not taking boxing lessons or something. Rolling with it, she floated in front of the man, cape flapping after the fast movement. "That was a warning shot. Surrender before I actually hit you."
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Stun resist: 1d20+8 = 25 She's out of it, and she'll be taking an all out attack (+4) swing at the guy in the window. Attack roll: 1d20+7 = 15 If she hits with that they'll need a DC28 Toughness save. Will write my post on the assumption that she hit and will edit accordingly if I didn't.
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Muirne managed to avoid jumping in fright as Luke yelled out to her. She turned to look at him as he ran up to her, a small relieved smile playing across her face as she saw Callie coming too. "Hey Luke, glad you're here. I wasn't sure if anyone would notice the trail." She looked around at the buildings, listening to the sounds of battle. She looked quizzically at Callie at her 'Wherever this place may be' comment. She thought that Callie was a Freedom City native? Surely she'd recognise her home? Although it was an enormous place, so maybe she could be forgiven for not knowing every place here. She hadn't been wherever this was, only recognising it from photos she'd seen online when she looked at what Freedom City was like. "So this isn't the first time you've been in a battle like this?" She asked, "What about you Luke? I've only seen this sort of thing from a distance. I was thinking we should try get civilians out of the way and protected, before we try to fight off the attackers. There should be plenty of heroes protecting the city, but we might be able to make a difference if we work together." Muirne looked to the pair, interested in their reply. If Callie or Luke had experience fighting in a battle like this then it would be a great help, but even without she was planning on trying. She didn't want to lose another home.