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Re-reading the Golden Transcendence trilogy by John C. Wright. He's a dense writer, but he has a fantastic ability to world build.

Re-reading the Golden Transcendence trilogy by John C. Wright. He's a dense writer, but he has a fantastic ability to world build.

Re-reading the Golden Transcendence trilogy by John C. Wright. He's a dense writer, but he has a fantastic ability to world build.

(scooby doo head tilt)

(scooby doo head tilt)

(scooby doo head tilt)

Core Masterminds manual Freedom city Ultimate power Hero High Iron Age A bunch of the Character archetype books.

Core Masterminds manual Freedom city Ultimate power Hero High Iron Age A bunch of the Character archetype books.

Core Masterminds manual Freedom city Ultimate power Hero High Iron Age A bunch of the Character archetype books.

viewtopic.php?f=40&t=444 Kudos....I love it. I have production class this semester, which means i have unlimited use of our media labs. I want to produce awful fake freedom city "fluff pieces" for channel 5 more than anything now.

viewtopic.php?f=40&t=444 Kudos....I love it. I have production class this semester, which means i have unlimited use of our media labs. I want to produce awful fake freedom city "fluff pieces" for channel 5 more than anything now.

viewtopic.php?f=40&t=444 Kudos....I love it. I have production class this semester, which means i have unlimited use of our media labs. I want to produce awful fake freedom city "fluff pieces" for channel 5 more than anything now.

Morbo will destroy you!

Morbo will destroy you!

Morbo will destroy you!

"Ho man, a Sliders reference. Todo, I don't think we are in Kansas any more." A Sliders reference. I think this may be love at first sight. Mention of Astro Labs however brought things into sharper focus. "Yeah, that seems as good as place as any. We could just march up to Freedom Hall and....." He stops himself as the enormity of what he's seemingly digested comes funneling up the mental esophagus. He begins to pace, increasing in speed an agitation as he has a mini freak-out."What the hell is going on? I know I'm not the only person who thinks I'm in a comic book. Is this for real. Are we treating this like it's for real? Astro Labs, Mr. Metropolis? For serious! I think this is one of those breath into a paper-bag moments. Anyone else want to find a paper bag?"

"Ho man, a Sliders reference. Todo, I don't think we are in Kansas any more." A Sliders reference. I think this may be love at first sight. Mention of Astro Labs however brought things into sharper focus. "Yeah, that seems as good as place as any. We could just march up to Freedom Hall and....." He stops himself as the enormity of what he's seemingly digested comes funneling up the mental esophagus. He begins to pace, increasing in speed an agitation as he has a mini freak-out."What the hell is going on? I know I'm not the only person who thinks I'm in a comic book. Is this for real. Are we treating this like it's for real? Astro Labs, Mr. Metropolis? For serious! I think this is one of those breath into a paper-bag moments. Anyone else want to find a paper bag?"

"Ho man, a Sliders reference. Todo, I don't think we are in Kansas any more." A Sliders reference. I think this may be love at first sight. Mention of Astro Labs however brought things into sharper focus. "Yeah, that seems as good as place as any. We could just march up to Freedom Hall and....." He stops himself as the enormity of what he's seemingly digested comes funneling up the mental esophagus. He begins to pace, increasing in speed an agitation as he has a mini freak-out."What the hell is going on? I know I'm not the only person who thinks I'm in a comic book. Is this for real. Are we treating this like it's for real? Astro Labs, Mr. Metropolis? For serious! I think this is one of those breath into a paper-bag moments. Anyone else want to find a paper bag?"

Indeed. Also some sort of CUPID-themed villainous attack might be nice. Causing strange pairings all over town.

Indeed. Also some sort of CUPID-themed villainous attack might be nice. Causing strange pairings all over town.

Indeed. Also some sort of CUPID-themed villainous attack might be nice. Causing strange pairings all over town.

I may go on a gynormous Statting spree here in the next few days, posting a bunch of various villainous NPC's as well as some more mundane NPCs. There are a few "Heavy Poster" characters who may get tailored villians. It depends on my schedule the next few days.

I may go on a gynormous Statting spree here in the next few days, posting a bunch of various villainous NPC's as well as some more mundane NPCs. There are a few "Heavy Poster" characters who may get tailored villians. It depends on my schedule the next few days.

I may go on a gynormous Statting spree here in the next few days, posting a bunch of various villainous NPC's as well as some more mundane NPCs. There are a few "Heavy Poster" characters who may get tailored villians. It depends on my schedule the next few days.

A yellow blur and a sonic boom as Velocity is off....the very air vibrating off in concentric waves as the speedster slammed her fist into the mini spider at 3.24 times the speed of sound. A veritable boom sounds out, it would have shattered the windows...but those were already gone. Instead the Mini-Spider exploded in a shower of molten metal. Even as the remains fell to the floor they began to dis-corporealate into nothing. (well not nothing per say, a microscopic scan would have shown individual nanites losing cohesion. A small strand does however land on Velocity. Before she has the chance to do anything, it disappears. (OOC- Notice check) Nanowire decided to hang back, perhaps wisely. But even then, doing nothing is a fairly potent act. It draws attention all the same. The metal man, the one who introduced himself as the Sentinel, took notice, his metal cranium slowly turning to look directly at the Earth-Nanite-Man. His feet leave the ground, effortlessly, as he maintains his stance and posture. He just Moves. No movement of any "muscles", it's like the earth is moving away from him, rather than the other way around. Two feet off the ground, he is addressed: He doesn't stop moving. That strange purple scanning beam emanates from his eyes once again, and Nanowire can feel it's icy-electric intrusion in every part of himself. "This Unit, as well as the one who just engaged in a verbal exchange, possess pico-band data transfer technology. Commencing Data transfer....Data transfer interrupted. Information scan of Unit-Designation Nanowire complete. Unit-Designation Nanowire contains memory engrams which belay 'Questionable Organic Moral Decisions'. Data transfer will proceed with Unit-Designation Mr. Fix-It. Commencing Data transfer...Data transfer complete." The words Data Transfer began to seer into Mr. Fix-It's mind. He was temporarily frozen, as giga-quads of data were transfered into his consciousness. The effect was enlightening. It was terrifying. It was exhilarating. It was getting a revelation from god. Such was the power and scope of this info-dump. Mr. Fix it was now essentially a complete expert on the Sentinel and the Vanguard. But info-dumps were just that. All the information was in his head, but he wouldn't comprehend it until he had accessed it. It was like a mental library, all that information existed, but in needed to be experienced, drawn from the proper location and studied. It's a lot to process, and you know you've barely scratched the surface. Valkyrie wiffs the air pretty hard. And then it's Mini-Vanguards turn. One of the Spider's tendrils wraps around the woman. It begins to squeeze (OOC-Toughness save) Hub lets out a burst of energy. The healing power washes over the area in waves and waves. Children stop crying, as ear-drums rebuild themselves and the very air stops ringing. An eerie silence settles over the land for the briefest of seconds, with only the licking flames to break the quiet. From another building one of the spiders went into, a Scream penetrates the silence. A wailing baby. It crawls it's way into your heart, and anyone human can feel that baby in abject terror. Searching for it's mother, for an aegis, for a hero. It's still screaming. There is still time.