Gaea

"Sorry to space on you, Bails" R.J. says in response to this newest turn of events. Oh fantastic. Now, I'm on camera and playing straight. Best just to go with it. I wonder if she is gonna like the nickname Bails? Move closer to her you dolt, body language is going to be a sure give away. So R.J. does move closer, with the practiced ease that 10 years in theatre gives you for working with strange situations. "So what's with the camera, cameraman? Out and about shooting footage today? Or is this going to be on the news? We are having something of an emotional reunion here, and the camera is kinda killing the mood, right darling? He directs the last question at "Bails"

"Sorry to space on you, Bails" R.J. says in response to this newest turn of events. Oh fantastic. Now, I'm on camera and playing straight. Best just to go with it. I wonder if she is gonna like the nickname Bails? Move closer to her you dolt, body language is going to be a sure give away. So R.J. does move closer, with the practiced ease that 10 years in theatre gives you for working with strange situations. "So what's with the camera, cameraman? Out and about shooting footage today? Or is this going to be on the news? We are having something of an emotional reunion here, and the camera is kinda killing the mood, right darling? He directs the last question at "Bails"

"Sorry to space on you, Bails" R.J. says in response to this newest turn of events. Oh fantastic. Now, I'm on camera and playing straight. Best just to go with it. I wonder if she is gonna like the nickname Bails? Move closer to her you dolt, body language is going to be a sure give away. So R.J. does move closer, with the practiced ease that 10 years in theatre gives you for working with strange situations. "So what's with the camera, cameraman? Out and about shooting footage today? Or is this going to be on the news? We are having something of an emotional reunion here, and the camera is kinda killing the mood, right darling? He directs the last question at "Bails"

Seth was just finishing playing up a set. His parents weren't crazy about him playing in the Fens, But Nathanial P McDuggins paid well for live music. Seth had made quite a bit of money there over the years. But as he was packing his guitar, his tactile sense started to go all wonky. There was trouble afoot. Clicking a hidden latch on his guitar case, a small compartment opened up. His mask was in there. He grabbed it, trying to keep it hidden. Walking into the street, and making sure no one was watching, he gently levitated his Guitar Case onto the roof of a nearby building, one that didn't appear to him to have any roof access. He slipped on his mask and made his way into the sky. There, he saw it. It looked like some metahumans doing...something, He slipped into his battle configuration and waited from on high. He needed to get a second or two of data before he decided to proceed.

Seth was just finishing playing up a set. His parents weren't crazy about him playing in the Fens, But Nathanial P McDuggins paid well for live music. Seth had made quite a bit of money there over the years. But as he was packing his guitar, his tactile sense started to go all wonky. There was trouble afoot. Clicking a hidden latch on his guitar case, a small compartment opened up. His mask was in there. He grabbed it, trying to keep it hidden. Walking into the street, and making sure no one was watching, he gently levitated his Guitar Case onto the roof of a nearby building, one that didn't appear to him to have any roof access. He slipped on his mask and made his way into the sky. There, he saw it. It looked like some metahumans doing...something, He slipped into his battle configuration and waited from on high. He needed to get a second or two of data before he decided to proceed.

Seth was just finishing playing up a set. His parents weren't crazy about him playing in the Fens, But Nathanial P McDuggins paid well for live music. Seth had made quite a bit of money there over the years. But as he was packing his guitar, his tactile sense started to go all wonky. There was trouble afoot. Clicking a hidden latch on his guitar case, a small compartment opened up. His mask was in there. He grabbed it, trying to keep it hidden. Walking into the street, and making sure no one was watching, he gently levitated his Guitar Case onto the roof of a nearby building, one that didn't appear to him to have any roof access. He slipped on his mask and made his way into the sky. There, he saw it. It looked like some metahumans doing...something, He slipped into his battle configuration and waited from on high. He needed to get a second or two of data before he decided to proceed.

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interesting. Berry Berry Interesting.

interesting. Berry Berry Interesting.

interesting. Berry Berry Interesting.

R.J. smiles too, mostly at the realization that he's not crazy. He takes a couple of quarters and grabs a paper. Best to get caught up on the events of the day. And soon. And, it's better that he have something to fixate on. Sean is cute. And the last thing to do in a time of crisis is let that ole' chestnut take center stage. Start with the Opinion pages. Get a lay for the general mood, then look at the Front Page. Yeah, That's the plan. Where to herd the group? Astro Labs? Freedom Hall? Let's get to know each other as a group of (Disaster Refugees/Dimensionally displaced/ Candid Camera/ Insanity) victims. So many thoughts keep going through his head. Rj needs to find an ATM. See if his accounts work. Perhaps he has a dimensional duplicate. I hope I can count on myself. Gaaaaa...Just let the next few minutes pass, before you plan out everything to the last detail.

R.J. smiles too, mostly at the realization that he's not crazy. He takes a couple of quarters and grabs a paper. Best to get caught up on the events of the day. And soon. And, it's better that he have something to fixate on. Sean is cute. And the last thing to do in a time of crisis is let that ole' chestnut take center stage. Start with the Opinion pages. Get a lay for the general mood, then look at the Front Page. Yeah, That's the plan. Where to herd the group? Astro Labs? Freedom Hall? Let's get to know each other as a group of (Disaster Refugees/Dimensionally displaced/ Candid Camera/ Insanity) victims. So many thoughts keep going through his head. Rj needs to find an ATM. See if his accounts work. Perhaps he has a dimensional duplicate. I hope I can count on myself. Gaaaaa...Just let the next few minutes pass, before you plan out everything to the last detail.

R.J. smiles too, mostly at the realization that he's not crazy. He takes a couple of quarters and grabs a paper. Best to get caught up on the events of the day. And soon. And, it's better that he have something to fixate on. Sean is cute. And the last thing to do in a time of crisis is let that ole' chestnut take center stage. Start with the Opinion pages. Get a lay for the general mood, then look at the Front Page. Yeah, That's the plan. Where to herd the group? Astro Labs? Freedom Hall? Let's get to know each other as a group of (Disaster Refugees/Dimensionally displaced/ Candid Camera/ Insanity) victims. So many thoughts keep going through his head. Rj needs to find an ATM. See if his accounts work. Perhaps he has a dimensional duplicate. I hope I can count on myself. Gaaaaa...Just let the next few minutes pass, before you plan out everything to the last detail.

I Imagine the Mortal Kombat announcer voice: HEALING EXPLOSION!

I Imagine the Mortal Kombat announcer voice: HEALING EXPLOSION!

I Imagine the Mortal Kombat announcer voice: HEALING EXPLOSION!

It's a lot better. Take another day, and really thing about the character. +9 is good for will save, but for a Mastermind type character, I might go even higher. My 2 cents. Take a day. We'll roll from there.

It's a lot better. Take another day, and really thing about the character. +9 is good for will save, but for a Mastermind type character, I might go even higher. My 2 cents. Take a day. We'll roll from there.

It's a lot better. Take another day, and really thing about the character. +9 is good for will save, but for a Mastermind type character, I might go even higher. My 2 cents. Take a day. We'll roll from there.

"Sean, Bailey, Lila, It's a pleasure to meet you. He shakes each one's hand as it's offered. His handshake is strong and direct without being overbearing. Well, maybe a little overbearing. His accent is a muddled mess of dialects, but there is an undertone of American Southern, of the Aristocratic Cultured Slow-talking variety. Plantation Owning Southerner. You get the distinct impression that the rest of that accent comes out, only later. When tired, or when his guard is down. I'm R.J. , R.J. Alban. Did you say Richmond Virgina?" R.J. is in his head for the briefest of seconds. Did the girls give him their names? Of course they did. He looks around. His movement and manner are avian, but direct. Like an Owl. The skyline isn't right for Richmond. At all. In fact in all most looks like... No. That can't be right. But all he needs to see is Starbase coffee and the pieces begin to fall into place. Other things. Theres a newspaper machine. It certainly doesn't say Springfield News Leader on it. Nor, does it say the Richmond Times-Dispatch. Under his breath..."This is some kind of Elaborate pr..." The thought is a repeat from a few minutes ago. But his head is racing a mile a minute. He's discarding possibilities, and constructing scenarios on the fly. He seems visibly distracted and back in his head. He says out loud to no-one in particular: "What do you guys know about a Comic Company called Mutants and Masterminds?"

"Sean, Bailey, Lila, It's a pleasure to meet you. He shakes each one's hand as it's offered. His handshake is strong and direct without being overbearing. Well, maybe a little overbearing. His accent is a muddled mess of dialects, but there is an undertone of American Southern, of the Aristocratic Cultured Slow-talking variety. Plantation Owning Southerner. You get the distinct impression that the rest of that accent comes out, only later. When tired, or when his guard is down. I'm R.J. , R.J. Alban. Did you say Richmond Virgina?" R.J. is in his head for the briefest of seconds. Did the girls give him their names? Of course they did. He looks around. His movement and manner are avian, but direct. Like an Owl. The skyline isn't right for Richmond. At all. In fact in all most looks like... No. That can't be right. But all he needs to see is Starbase coffee and the pieces begin to fall into place. Other things. Theres a newspaper machine. It certainly doesn't say Springfield News Leader on it. Nor, does it say the Richmond Times-Dispatch. Under his breath..."This is some kind of Elaborate pr..." The thought is a repeat from a few minutes ago. But his head is racing a mile a minute. He's discarding possibilities, and constructing scenarios on the fly. He seems visibly distracted and back in his head. He says out loud to no-one in particular: "What do you guys know about a Comic Company called Mutants and Masterminds?"

"Sean, Bailey, Lila, It's a pleasure to meet you. He shakes each one's hand as it's offered. His handshake is strong and direct without being overbearing. Well, maybe a little overbearing. His accent is a muddled mess of dialects, but there is an undertone of American Southern, of the Aristocratic Cultured Slow-talking variety. Plantation Owning Southerner. You get the distinct impression that the rest of that accent comes out, only later. When tired, or when his guard is down. I'm R.J. , R.J. Alban. Did you say Richmond Virgina?" R.J. is in his head for the briefest of seconds. Did the girls give him their names? Of course they did. He looks around. His movement and manner are avian, but direct. Like an Owl. The skyline isn't right for Richmond. At all. In fact in all most looks like... No. That can't be right. But all he needs to see is Starbase coffee and the pieces begin to fall into place. Other things. Theres a newspaper machine. It certainly doesn't say Springfield News Leader on it. Nor, does it say the Richmond Times-Dispatch. Under his breath..."This is some kind of Elaborate pr..." The thought is a repeat from a few minutes ago. But his head is racing a mile a minute. He's discarding possibilities, and constructing scenarios on the fly. He seems visibly distracted and back in his head. He says out loud to no-one in particular: "What do you guys know about a Comic Company called Mutants and Masterminds?"

Mr. Fantastic, I have a request for you. Something outside of this forum, but still M&M i would like for you to do for me. Will this work, or would you prefer i contact you in some other way, Email, PM?