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  1. The Louis Silbermann Foundation For The Victims Of Non-Violent Crime Founded: November 2017 Headquarters: Pyramid Plaza Endowment:
  2. Crystal-Gazer "Yeah, sure, go ahead," Lulu said as she nodded with enthusiasm. "Ah haven't seen her in forever, so it'll be great to see her regardless." She had a sip of coffee, then paused to put her hand on top of his. "Hey. You'll get your chance to shine as you; ah know you will. DNN has no idea how lucky they are to have a guy like you on their team." The redhead gave Dayvd a smile and a firm hand squeeze.
  3. Crystal-Gazer (0) Is Potato (Pancakes) (0) Make No Small Plans (0) Grimalkin [MAXED] (0) Harsh Words (0) The Hades Gala, departure (0) Miracle Girl (0) One In A Million (0) The Return of Ku Tu! (0) Extra/rollover points go to The Shrike
  4. Crystal-Gazer Lulu laughed and covered her mouth when Davyd showed her his interview footage. "Oh wow; 'Cousin Olivia' returns! She looks amazin', by the way!" Then she got a bit more serious, and put her hand in top of Davyd's. "That's so great! You're doin' a job that let's you use all your skills and abilities. And that's just what ah want to do, too." Lulu slowly nodded to herself. "Megan...y'know, mah foster mom...she suggested talkin' with Veronica for some help with this whole 'comin' out' scenario. Do you think that's somethin' she'd be okay with workin' on?"
  5. Crystal-Gazer (1) Is Potato (Pancakes) (1) Make No Small Plans (0) Grimalkin [MAXED] (0) Harsh Words (0) The Hades Gala, departure (0) Miracle Girl (0) One In A Million (0) The Return of Ku Tu! (0) Extra/rollover points go to The Shrike
  6. Holy crap, that's a nasty bear! Does that mean it's grappled me?
  7. Okay, having reassessed the scene described, Miracle Girl wants to take on the Nightmare Bear and keep it occupied. Unarmed Attack Roll: 1d20+10=12 Unacceptable! Burning Extra Effort and an HP for a reroll. Rerolled Unarmed Attack: 1d20+10=12+10 for the reroll = 22 (I think I did that right) Grapple roll: 1d20+20=37
  8. Grimalkin "I can actually speak any human language, and that includes made-up ones, like Esperanto, Klingon and Dothraki," Grim responded to Ghost with a grin. She was however less than enthused when the French hero kissed her hand; she didn't quite yank it back, but she did discreetly wipe it on her thigh. "Okay, so a moment ago, you said en francais that you 'go where you're orders tell you to go and fight who you're told to fight'." The changeling crossed her arms and shrugged. "So....what are you doing in Jersey? Just curious, is all." Did she have any good reason to be suspicious? Not really, although perhaps the Hood's manners unfortunately reminded her of her old Belgian nemesis, the Duke.
  9. Grimalkin "You know, I used to put more faith into the rules of hospitality, but ever since the 'Red Wedding', I don't trust anyone anymore," Grim said with a shake of her head. "Hey, how about we agree to signal each other if we see something fi-" She caught Aquaria out of the corner of her eye. "Uh, suspicious? Like if the Yanni cover band are all packin' heat, or a doorway to the Underworld opens in the ladies' room? Does that sound reasonable?"
  10. Grimalkin At the mention of the fae, Grim made a face of mild disgust. "Yeah, this whole thing is probably going to have a pretty strong 'faerie tale' vibe, so be careful of acccepting gifts or giving your word, and I say this as a fae myself: faeries suck." She laughed before continuing. "I'm hoping the food's going to be safe, but who knows; at the very least, I'm not eating any f###in' pomegranate!"
  11. Grimalkin "Oh, thank you!" The changeling laughed as she glanced down at her décolletage. "It's been a while since I showed the girls off, so I will happily take the compliment. And feel free to call me 'Grim'. You look fantastic, too!" With a casual wave of her hand, Grim conjured up a wicker deck chair, which she artfully draped herself across. "Well to be honest, I'm not looking right now, but you never know," she offered in response to Aquaria's query. "I do think you're both right to be suspicious, though; I was tempted not to show, but then I thought if it was a trap, I'd feel bad if I wasn't there to help out."
  12. Grimalkin Normally Lynn was a bit of an attention hog, at least when she was in costume, but tonight she opted skip the paparazzi and reach the dock discretely. This whole scenario made her nervous, and if things turned out to be sinister, she'd rather the public didn't know she was involved. Wouldn't it be nice if your paranoia was totally unfounded? She floated onto the deck and gracefully alighted, her iridescent outfit spun from glamour catching the harbor lights in greens, blues and blacks as her wide collar of smoke trailed behind her. Her glamourweave left little to the imagination as it hugged lithe form perfectly; it left even less to the imagination on the front, as the deep plunge reached all the way to her navel. A mask inspired by cat's eye glasses, with points swept up to either side that echoed her elfin ears, and an cascade of curls down to her shoulders completed her look. Not bad for a Jewish grandmother! "Good evening! Nice to see some new faces; well, new to me at least. It's Sea Devil, isn't it? And...Ghost Girl?" The changeling grinned as she curtsied. "Grimalkin, Mistress of Mystery! Nice to meet you both." There was more than a little South Jersey in her accent.
  13. Grimalkin Once upon a time, she could have reached out to her with but a thought. But that was before everything changed. However 'tailor to the supers' notwithstanding, there was only one person who's opinion she could trust with something like this. So a text was sent, and then a few hours later Lynn Epstein was standing in front of the Mirror of Al-Kazar in the secret room behind her office. Talking to her ex, Gretchen McDaniels. "Hey." Gretch looked as lovely as ever in a red flannel shirt open over an Ozzy Osborne tee, tight black jeans and scuffed Doc Martin's, a wristwatch with studded leather strap on her right wrist. Her black plastic framed glasses made her look like a sexy, irritated owl. "Hey." Lynn stood in what appeared to be a vintage Muppets Show t-shirt, loose cut jeans and light hiking boots. For several seconds they both stood there framed by their respective full length mirrors, arms crossed self-consciously across their chests, trying to avoid each other's gaze. "Thank God this isn't at all awkward." Bless Gretch for breaking the ice! Lynn laughed out loud and was finally able to look at her ex-partner and ex-lover, who wore a wry and crooked grin. "I'm sorry, I just...I didn't know who else to ask for advice, y'know? I mean, part of me doesn't even want to go, but-" "You should go and you should slay. Show them what a badass bitch you really are." "Okay, okay, I will. So, any suggestions?" Gretch cocked her head to one side, the way she did when she was deep in thought. Oh how Lynn missed that look! "You have an amazing body, especially in the ass department. Not to knock your tots, which are also exceptional." "Oh God, uh...thanks." "So you want to wrap all that sweetness in something fine. It should catch the light and hide as little as possible. How are you in heels?" "I mean, you know I'm ridiculously agile, but anything over three inches just feels a bit much, y'know?" "That's fine." Again with the head tilt. "I'm thinking...tell me you've seen Legend." "The 80s movie with Tom Cruise? Yeah, but not in a long time." "Lily's black dress, after Tim Curry corrupts her. Google it." The shapeshifter pulled out her Android and deftly typed in a search. "Okay, yeah I kinda remember that. Lemme see...oh...oh! Oh, that's a lot!" Gretch sighed and showed her famous half-smile. "Part of my queer awakening, I assure you. Mom wondered why I wore out two VHS tapes." "I mean, I love it, but the collar looks like...like, I think I'd be knocking s### over all the time. Or put someone's eye out." The former barista shrugged. "So make it out of something less dangerous." "Like what, tissue paper? I'd think that would just be a fire hazard if there's any torches, and if this party is in Hell, you know there's going to be torches, so-" Lynn froze, eyes wide with an ever-growing grin on her face. "What. What do you have?" "Smoke. I'll make the collar out of smoke." "Hell. Yes." - - - Grimalkin stood before her mirror, which no longer showed her ex within its surface, and took in her own reflection. Her outfit of fine-spun glamour was like no material which existed anyhere in the natural world, borrowing as it did elements of spider silk and beetle shells. Depending on where the light was coming from, it appeared to be dark green, midnight blue or black. The three inch heels blended seamlessly into the gleaming material wrapped around her legs, torso and arms. There was also a dramatic plunge down the front, revealing everything from collarbone to navel, but impossibly everything was held in place through sheer force of will. Her mask evoked classic cat's eye glasses from the 50s, and her curly hair cascaded artfully down one side of her face. Finally the wide collar of black smoke billowed up from her shoulders, and trailed along behind her on as she moved. "Hell yes, indeed."
  14. Crystal-Gazer (2) Is Potato (Pancakes) (1) Make No Small Plans (1) Grimalkin [MAXED] () Harsh Words () The Hades Gala, departure () Miracle Girl () One In A Million () The Return of Ku Tu! () Extra/rollover points go to The Shrike
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