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1d20+3 = 18.
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"Sorry, everyone, it's a private matter. If I'm going to be living here, I should disclose my...medical needs." Vik held up her hands in the universal gesture of intending no harm. "Oh, God, no, that's not what I meant at all. I just - look, it's just not something I want to tell the whole class yet, you know? Red?" she said, trying to catch Bernadette's eye. Agh, dammit Vik! You shouldn't have said anything at all. Now they'll think I'm hiding something, which...I am? But not like that?! She took one final glance at the group before ducking into a room, utterly embarrassed. "Look, Charlie, I don't mean to cause any trouble. I didn't mean anything weird by this, I just..." she said rapidly. "I just have certain dietary needs that I feel I should disclose before you decide to, you know, let me live here indefinitely for free." The words still sounded strange in her mouth... "Now, you're aware of my...living situation. In that I'm not living, exactly. I just...look. What I'm trying to say is..." Dammit, just spit it out! "I need a pound of raw meat every day or I go feral." She paused for a while to let that sink in. "Look, I know, like, zombie movies. Used to be a big fan until I started living as one. And it's not like I'm going to eat your brains, or anything like that. I just have to have raw meat or whatever...spell is keeping my mind, my humanity together starts to unravel. But I get it if you want me to leave, just let me go through the back door, I guess? I know this is a really weird thing to put on you, even though we've just met..." she rambles, continuing like that for some time until Charlie hopefully interrupts her.
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Vik was having an absolute blast. She moved with all the subtlety of a linebacker, but still managed to get a few token hits on her teammates before they snuck off to snipe her. This was the coolest thing she had done in a while, and she didn't even care that she was probably in last place! "Taaaaake that!" she shouted at Leon as she finally snuck up on him. Yes! But wait, no! Dammit!! The agile jerk managed to escape! "Nooo!" she shouted dramatically, and just as she brought her shotgun to bear on Leon, an armored vehicle smashed through the building! Vik turned her head towards the noise. "What the hell?!" She got her bearings quickly, and nodded at Stormcrow's instructions. "I'm ready to rock right now. No costume needed!" She whipped the shotgun off (it would have gotten in the way, and it looked fairly expensive) and held her fists out in front of her. Sharp, bony protrusions sprouted from her knucklebones, and continued to snake up her forearms as a sort of guard. Vik took a moment to do a little shadowboxing, then looked to see if her teammates were watching.
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Ghule Vik fights with the fury of a Valkyrie as she bashes the thralls with her bo(ne) staff, hopping over Multi-Girl's duplicates as she fights alongside them, sweeping the legs out from under thralls so her dupes can knock them out. It felt right somehow, working alongside the redheaded duplicator. She gave one of her dupes a thumbs-up as they simultaneously punched another thrall. But there were more, always more thralls, and in greater numbers than the two of them could handle. As more flooded into the room, Vik starts to lose hope... Not now! I just met these guys! "You got it! C'mon, Red, let's go!" she said, gesturing to Multi-Girl as she races towards the Conquerer Worm. She whirls the bone staff in front of her, knocking thralls out of the way, and uses it to vault the remaining distance. "Hey, asshole," she says with a ####-eating grin on her face. "This party's over." Her bone staff crumbles to dust, and is quickly replaced by wickedly-sharp claws emerging from her fingertips, which dig into the worm's shoulders. "RED! GET HIM, NOW!!"
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Area Reflex save passes with a 30. Reflex save vs. Snare passes with a 27. Vik would like to aid Shift on her next attack against the Conqueror Worm, so she will make a melee attack roll against Defense 10. She passes with a 27.
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Vik clutches her shotgun, grinning widely. Yes! This is so cool. I mean, it’s team practice stuff, but this will be so much fun! “Absolutely. I think you and I can make a forward approach, and lay down covering fire while Aiofe sneaks up behind them. Yeah, I’m not one for subtlety…so let’s hope that they underestimate us. We may lose a few points if they tag us, but that’ll help Aoife sneak up on them. When we find them, we strike hard and without mercy.” She puts one hand out in front of her, and looks at the other two, waiting for them to put their hands in the middle. “Why wait? Let’s get out there and kick some ass!!”
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Ghule Simply put, Vik is in awe of the extravagance of Charlie’s mansion. She never imagined being invited in to such a manor, much less being asked to live there! Growing up as she did with barely two pennies to scrape together, this opportunity was overwhelming. Vik tries to downplay her enthusiasm, unsuccessfully. “This is pretty impressive, Charlie,” she says, her head on a swivel as she observes her surroundings. “Of course I’ll take you up on living here, if you’ll have me. I’ll even try to do my share of laundry,” she says with a sly wink. Though she was dazzled by the offer, she still had a nagging feeling like the carpet was about to pulled out from under her. Hopefully, in time, that feeling would pass, but for now she pushed it to the back of her mind. Her stomach growled like a wild animal, and she unconsciously put her hand to it. She needed to eat, and now. But how can I tell my teammates about my…dietary needs? They’ll think I’m something from a Romero movie!! She walks closer to Charlie, and half-whispers to him “Hey, Charlie? I need to talk with you privately about something. When you have a second, could we talk?”
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Ghule Vik looked over at Shift before huddling up with her team. Maybe she should have asked them to join their team? After all, Shift did assume a feminine form most of the time... Dammit Vik, there goes that mouth of yours again. Better apologize to them after the game, it's too late now. "So! I'm thinking that I can lay down some covering fire...honestly, I can't shoot worth a damn, so it'll be up to you two to take out Chaz and the others. We've got to keep our eyes out for your boyfriend, Bernie!" she said, playfully nudging the redheaded lass. "But for real, he's sneaky as all-get-out, so eyes open at all times. Do the two of you have any insight on the others - any preferred strategies, weaknesses, tips for psychological warfare?" Seriously, this was cool. It had been such a long time since she had real friends! Even before her death, she barely had enough time for herself, working several jobs to keep her family afloat, and juvie was no place to make friends, only temporary allies. For once, she was actually able to relax and let her guard down...at least until the laser tag match starts!
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Ghule growls and roars with fervor as she fights her way through the growing mass of Conqueror Worm's thralls, back to back with Multi-Girl. She allows her weapons to crumble into dust, reaches into the back of her leather jacket, and summons a long bo staff made from her own spinal column. "It doesn't hurt!" she shouts over the din of the battle. "Well, not really! How are you doing over there, uhh...Dupli-Kate? Is that what they call you?" She glanced up at the villain who calls himself the Conqueror Worm, and saw one of the other heroes grappling it. Wow, they're strong! I could work out with the robot. Maybe they could give me some pointers. After all, most gyms wouldn't let me in without an ID...focus, VIk!! She swings the bo staff around, whirling it around her wrist with an expert's ease. The bone weapons she...extruded, she had a strange affinity with, though not their their mundane variants. She crouched into a kung-fu pose, and started wading through the crowd, batting aside thralls! "Let's kick some ass, uhh...fellow hero!"
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Ghule will swing for the fences once again with a full -5/+5 Power Attack, so with Inspire and Master Plan, she will get a net +3 on this roll to her base attack. Ghule rolls a 32! That's a DC 28 Toughness with Autofire for the thralls...if it hits.
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Ghule: 8 posts = 1 point Dance Beneath the Stars (2) Meanwhile, at the Guardians' Mansion (3) The Young Guardians Return! (3)
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She grins when Bernie links arms with her. She hadn't known her for long, but she felt a sense of kinship with the duplicator, since they fought side-by-side against the Conquerer Worm's thralls. "We've got this!" As Charlie explains there's no prize for victory, Vik holds a hand in front of her mouth, and says "BOOOO" loudly! "Not even the boys buying us pizza when our inevitable victory arrives? Or steak...or burgers. Look, I'm a growing girl, okay?" She holds the shotgun out with her free hand, aiming it at her male and robotic teammates, making a little 'pow' noise with her mouth as she pretended to shoot them. She didn't really care all that much about winning or losing (though victory certainly was sweet!) but she just enjoyed going out with her new friends. That in itself was a victory. Ghule pulls Aoife towards her and Bernie, and links arms with her as well. "C'mon, let's kick some ass today! Alright, 'girl power' on three..." "One...two...three...GIRL POWERRRRRRR!"
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Vik smiles with uncharacteristic shyness at her teammates, no, more than that...her new friends. She accepts Luke's handshake, and playfully grips his hand tightly, not nearly enough to hurt, but just a hint of her kung-fu grip. "Yeah, you'll have to try and keep up with me, Falkor. Glad to be here." She takes note of Bernie reaching out to take one of Charlie's hands, and self-consciously crosses her arms. Damn. Too bad neither of them are single. She clearly was observing tension that had been simmering for some time. Time to defuse this situation...wow, that barely sounds like me. Seen too many tense situations boil over in juvie though. She takes a moment to pick up the apple core Leon dropped in the bushes. "C'mon Leon, at least have enough respect for Charlie not to litter right in front of him. We all live on the same planet, or whatever." "Look, I know I'm new here, but maybe we could move this discussion indoors? It might help to at least talk inside, besides I've actually been looking forward to this place out. I brought a twelve-pack of Mountain Dew. It's...Code Red. If that helps. Besides, I'm starving."
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Reflex save barely makes it at an 18, but hey. Second reflex save succeeds with a 26. Vik is good, for now.
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Ghule was speechless, and in fact, she stood there for a moment, and blinked once. Twice. "Wait, you want me to join your team? I mean, I don't - you don't - you don't even know me yet, and you're offering me a spot on your team?!" She clenches and unclenches her fists, and it's obvious to anyone observing the conversation that she is struggling for words. She stammers a bit more, then starts talking: "Stormcrow? Charlie? Whichever you prefer. You're being so nice to me. You all are! And I'm not used to that. I grew up with nothing, and even after I died, I still have nothing. I was always a few late rent payments from sleeping out on the streets, and now you all are...I dunno. You're being friendly, and I don't know how to handle that!" She looks and sees everyone staring at her, and it's clear that if she was capable of blushing, her face would be bright red. "But yeah, duh, I'll join your team. This is...it's just the nicest anyone has ever been to me, and I just keep waiting for the other shoe to drop. But there isn't one. So...what I'm trying to say is..." She gulps, and lets out two words that are the most difficult for her to say: "Thank you. You all saved my ass back there from that piece-of-crap Shields, and the Conqueror Worm too. So you're all friends of mine, far as I'm concerned. There, I said it."
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Ghule strode into the building, clad in all black: an athletic jacket, plain cotton T-shirt, and stretchy yoga pants. The latter were more for comfort than practical concerns - these were the same pants she wore when just lazing around. She considered wearing leather, but she thought the lights in the laser tag center would reflect off it, so she decided to keep it matte. She hadn't been to a laser tag place since she was invited as a kid, but this definitely looked *way* cooler. "Nice choice of venue, Storm. This place looks pretty awesome!" she said, stretching as she approached the other heroes. She laces her fingers together and pushes them towards the ceiling, sighing as her bones crackle in a satisfying way. Then she suddenly grabs her leg and pulls that into the air, grinning at the three of them. "Hey, it's important to limber up! Wouldn't want to pull a hammy." In response to Stormcrow's question about teams, Ghule immediately linked arms with her bro, Multi-Girl. "Sorry, Storm. This one's taken. Besides, I want to see you two fight! Girls versus..." She glanced over at Shift... "Guys and gynoids?" She subtly shivered. "As far as weapons go, this one looks just right. I'll be using the cliche zombie-killing weapon against you!" She picked up a shotgun that was about as big as she is, and raises it into the air. "THIS...IS MY BOOMSTICK!"
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@RocketLord Some slightly belated saving throws for you: Her Reflex save is a failure at a 14. However, her Toughness save is successful with a 31.
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Ghule "Okay, so the fare is ten...and here's a tip, thanks." Ghule said as she hands the money to her cab driver. She requested the driver drop her off several blocks away from the manor, so the others wouldn't see her arrive. It was best that they didn't know her financial situation, or anything, as far as that was concerned. She didn't know them, and she was wary of anyone inviting her to a lavish mansion. What could they want? The last time she trusted someone (very recently!) she was mind-controlled and forced to fight! This meeting was strictly to scout out the other heroes...even though Multi-Girl seemed pretty cool. She wore her "best" clothes, which meant the newest outfit she could scrounge from Goodwill. Her death meant that she couldn't have a bank account, or a credit card, but she managed to save up some cash from doing odd jobs for people who didn't ask a lot of questions. She wore a secondhand grey lapel collar overcoat in slate grey, a great find to be sure, over a lighter grey turtleneck, and nice blue jeans. Though she no longer felt the cold, there was something comforting about wearing winter clothes when it was cold out. She walked up to the mansion, and paused as she marveled at the sheer size of the place. Her parents could not have dreamed of a house so opulent. Nice digs, she thought, and smiled a bit when she saw Multi-Girl. "Hey there, M." she said with a slight smile, waving at her. Charlie, however... "Thanks for inviting me," she said as she stopped near where the two were talking. "But, how'd you get my number? I don't exactly have a fanpage on social media." she said, subtly narrowing her eyes.
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Ghule will swing for the fences with a -5/+5 Power Attack! That's a total of 23! DC 28 Toughness with Autofire if it hits.
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Ghule Ghule watches in horror as one of the heroes (or at least, that's what she looked like?) stabs the dragon guy with a shadow spear. The scene blurs before her eyes, everything happening at once, and whoever, whatever emerged from the ground started barking ominous orders at all of them. It's only when the guy in the dark-grey bodysuit started talking that she came back around. Okay, you can do this. It's your first superhero fight, so don't say something stupid... "You got it, Bird-Boy!" D'oh! She turns towards the crowd, the legions, as the villain described them, and quickly her bone-weapons into a flail. Black fire pours from her hands as the boxing gloves melts away, forming a long chain made of spinal vertebrae, and a ball of interlocked ribs. She swings it over her head, and shrieks a war cry as she wades into the crowd, swinging wildly. "My name is Ghule, and I'm the MOTHER####ING ZOMBIE QUEEN!!"
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@RocketLord Ghule succeeds on her Reflex save with a whopping 35! And succeeds on the following Toughness save of 20 and gets a 28!
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HOCUS POCUS by THEV Simple edit here: Ghule's major vulnerability to Magic should net her one extra point, as Magic is a Very Common Descriptor, per the Descriptor Frequency page. So this: Drawbacks: -4PP Vulnerability (Magic; Frequency: Common; Intensity: Major [x2]) [-4PP] Should be changed to this: Drawbacks: -5PP Vulnerability (Magic; Frequency: Very Common; Intensity: Major [x2]) [-5PP] There are a few details I'll need to correct on her sheet in the future, but I'll submit a full sheet.
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"Hey, what the - get your hands off me, asshole!" She shoves Toxin away, but it's too late, her hand has already made contact. Her leather jacket sizzles and gives off a strange odor as it starts to dissolve, and the shirt around her abdomen as well. Ghule frantically tries to brush it off, then wipes her hands on the remains of her jacket, realizing it may spread! "What did you do to me? Get it off, get it off!" She takes off her jacket and throws it aside, trying to rid herself of the acidic effect. "Look, I don't know what's going on here. I believe you, but killing this dip#### isn't going to solve anything, and it'll just put you in jail. I don't know if you've ever done time before, but trust me, it's not worth it, and if I have to beat the #### out of you to prevent you from offing this guy, I will." She looked at one of Multi-Girls duplicates, as if asking for approval. "This isn't the time - " Ghule stops mid-sentence as she observes the terrible scene - the unconscious villains standing up, others filling the room, and...the Conquerer Worm. The sight of it fills her with a primal dread, and panic fills her mind like a hive of swarming bees. She looks to the heroes on either side of her, and bolsters her courage, that is, until she doubles over in pain. "####!!!" She shrieks as the acid continues to eat through her shirt, dissolving a circular hole in her clothing where Toxin touched her stomach. Her skin blisters and bubbles, and she falls to the ground, rolling in pain. "Just...give me a minute." she says to the other heroes, downplaying her agony.
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@RocketLord Ghule rolled a 16 on her Toughness save, and is Dazed and Bruised for a second time. Oh no! I need to buy Luck ASAP. I'll make an IC to reflect this.
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@RocketLord Ghule gets a critical one! I will use my only Hero Point to reroll. And just barely makes it with a 25!
