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  1. Crystal-Gazer 0 posts = 0pp Test Your Might (0) Shift 0 posts = 0PP Dance Beneath the Stars (0) Meanwhile, at the Guardians Mansion! (0) The Eel 0 posts = 0 PP --Titanium Characters-- Grimalkin 0 posts = 0PP Fifteen Feet of Pure White Snow (0) Ghosts and Grimalkins: Dancing Star Night (0) Grim's posts split between Eel and Shift
  2. Shift Robots don't feel pain the way organic lifeforms do, but that doesn't mean they enjoy being hit by violent blows. Shift's internal sensors could detect several million nanobots destroyed by the arrogant duplicator's blow, and even though that was a drop in the bucket of her total nanomass, it meant time and energy to repair, resources better used to help her teammates or innocent civilians. "You are very irritating. I think I'd like to shut you up." Shift planted her legs, which sent out several bracing struts, and her whole upper body formed into a massive hammer-like bludgeon that swung on a sturdy pivot, plowing into first one Legion and then the next, passing completely through them both like they were made out of tissue paper.
  3. Rolling for Takedown Attack 1d20+8=22 That may take out the second?
  4. Shift is taking a swing at one of the Legions 1d20+8=21 DC 27 Toughness save if it connects.
  5. Toughness save: 1d20+12=19 She has Impervious 8, for what it's worth.
  6. Shift "Sorry," mutters BerniPol, her eyes downcast as she resumes her own usual form. After Charlie gives his orders and Bernadette relays the enemies' order of battle, the robot nods, her mouth a firm line. "I will take on the man with the horns. It will keep him from crushing our squishier teammates." She shifts into her purely robotic form, and with surprising speed charges at her target, driving one metalic fist into the man's gut.
  7. Shift is going to boldly advance on Big Horns to try to hit him, as she can hopefully go toe-to-toe with the doofus. To hit: 1d20+8=11 I'm going to assume that's a miss, and spend an HP on a reroll. Reroll: 1d20+8=20+10=30 That's a DC 27 Toughness save
  8. Grimalkin Lynn smiled as Ghost kvelled about Cassie; clearly she was the center of his universe, as she should be. She wasn't surprised to hear she was a reader; Casper was the sort of father who wanted his child to flourish, and books would be a part of that world. "Have you thought about telling her, or did you want to keep that part hidden from her? I know it's a very personal decision for any, y'know, hero." She shrugged as she poured herself some more champagne. "When Bill and I had our kids, we were living on a different world, with a different set of values. Heroes didn't really exist the way they do here, so there wasn't really a secret to hide." Then she got a very far away look in her eyes, and her voice became wistful. "I sometimes wonder what we would have done, if we raised them over here..."
  9. Shift As a synthetic being, Pol is completely oblivious to the psychic scream, and looks around in confusion as the organic creatures all wince and clutch their heads. Her mechanical body reconfigures itself into a bipedal humanoid frame, and she walks over and gently puts a hand on Charlie's shoulder. "Is everything all right, Stormcrow? I think we won."
  10. Crystal-Gazer Seeing nothing alarming in the area, Lulu blinked a few times as her vision returned to normal. She playfully slapped Davyd twice on the back as she turned her attention back to the monks. "Well it's a real pleasure to meet y'all; you take real good care of all the decorative plants and such." The redhead stood there for a few seconds, hands on her hips as she nodded, until she cleared her throat. "Uh, not to impose or nothin', but do y'all have anythin' to drink? Heck, jus' water would be fine. Ah worked up a mean thirst lookin' for this one." She pointed at Rex and winked.
  11. Grimalkin It was rather shocking to hear German vocals coming out of the speakers; for a minute there, Lynn thought it was a weird remix! But then Viktor came running up to her, and the changeling had to laugh as she poured out her latte. "It's alright, Doc, it's okay! I'm used to bizarre phenomena in my store. Hey, you want I should make you something while I'm behind the counter? Eine kleine espresso, maybe?" Then she paused for a moment as she thought about the song he'd been singing. "'Grief and harm are silent, worries of life fade away'; interesting lyrics. Who originally sang it?"
  12. The two enjoyed their meal together, mostly in silence. Theirs was a lonely line of work, especially in a place like Bedlam. It was nice to take a little breather, even if it was just a few hours. And in a town like Bedlam, friendships, even just professional ones, were more valuable than gold. END
  13. Silbermann's Books. Tuesday, January 15th 2024. 1:05 pm The snow just kept coming down! With 12 inches reported at 8 am and no signs of slowing down, Lynn Epstein decided to send her staff home while they could still see; no one was crazy enough to face a winter storm for a muffin and newspaper anyway. So Lynn took the opportunity to do a little bookkeeping in the store for a few hours before deciding to take a break. She left her cozy office to make herself a cinnamon chai latte behind the counter. As the milk steamed, she turned on the store's stereo system to play an old playlist, with a lot of her early 2000s faves. She didn't realize how loudly she was singing Gwen Stefani's "The Sweet Escape." "Woo hoo. Yee hoo!" "Woo hoo. Yee hoo!"
  14. Shift Pol saw the portal waiting for their dreadful foe. With but a thought, she formed a set of bracing arms to extend down to the floor, locking her in place. Then she shifted part of her nanomass into two powerful hyraudlic pistons. With all her might and focus, she launched the Conquerer Worm at the portal, praying that her rapid-fire calculations were correct.
  15. Grimalkin Grim snorts. "What? Kids love me! I'm cool as f###!" But then she becomes more serious. "I know it's scary; for what it's worth, I've never been in this position, either. I know she'll always wish her mom would come back, and I can never replace her, not that I'd ever try to." Then she reaches out to take his hand. "You're a good dad, Cas; I can tell, because you worry. You understand that what you do has an impact on your daughter, and you weigh the pros and cons of every decision based on that. It's probably giving you ulcers, but you're daughter always comes first. And that's huge." The changeling takes a deep breath. "Aaaaand she should definitely meet Lynn Epstein first." A ripple of vapor flows over her body, revealing Grim's everyday form; still very attractive, but much more down to earth. "Maybe you could bring her by the store sometime. Is she a reader?"
  16. Grapple check: 1d20+33=36 You have got to be kidding me! Time to spend her last Hero Point towards a reroll with Extra Effort! Grapple reroll: 1d20+33=49 Attack roll: 1d20+21=28 Sure hope that's enough!
  17. Shift Pol beams at Bernadette's compliment. "I'm glad you like it! We worked very hard putting everything together. Charlie did most of the planning, and I did most of the heavy lifting." She held her arms up and flexed her muscles, then shifted them into hydraulic presses for a few seconds before returning them to normal.
  18. Grimalkin Lynn is listening attentively to Ghost speak, nodding occasionally in response to his words. Halfway through his response, she remembers what she's wearing, and with a roll of her eyes and a flick of her wrist, she's wearing a casual outfit that still looks good on her, but is much less likely to cause heart palpitations. When he's finished, she looks thoughtful as she pours herself another glass of champagne. "Look, I'll be honest, I've made mistakes in the past; I haven't always been the best partner. I'm...I'm not fully human, y'know? And that has pulled my heart in some dangerous directions. I can't promise I won't hurt you, though God knows I'll try not to. There are risks." She looks down glumly at the glass in her hands. "Mortals were always warned not to trust the Fae."
  19. Shift For her part, Pol was definitely enjoying herself, even though without using her powers she wasn't particularly stealthy. But if she was being honest with herself, she was starting to feel rather hemmed in without using her powers. After all, she was called Shift for a reason! So after the first ten minutes, she cheated...by becoming Bernadette. The more observant might notice their guns were different, but in the disorientation of the battlefield it was an easy thing to miss. Plus people were used to seeing more than one Bernie; maybe they'd think she was the one cheating! Of course this was all in good fun, but then things took a more serious turn when an armored vehicle came crashing through the wall. Forgetting her appearance in the moment, Pol ran up to her redheaded teammate and addressed her in her own voice. "What do you think is happening?"
  20. Toughness save: 1d20+17=33. Yes! Grapple check: 1d20+36=51. Yikes! I think all those bonuses are right?
  21. Grimalkin Lynn swirled her champagne around in her flute for a few seconds, looking thoughtful. Then an idea struck her, and she smiled. "Let's toast to...possibilities." As they clinked glasses, her hairstyle changed and the blue dress peeled away to reveal a green one underneath that was...a bit, no, a lot to take in. She took a sip of champagne and sighed. "Okay, admittedly at this point, I'm just showing off," she said with a rueful chuckle and a shake of her head as she looked down at the slinky garment. "To be honest, I was down to this one and the other one, and I wanted you to see both, so-" Suddenly the changeling paused, and got a very serious look on her face. Then she locked eyes with Ghost for several long seconds, an intense searching gaze. Finally she hunched forward slightly, her wrists resting on her knees as she spoke, rolling her glass back and forth between her palms. "There are...things about me you have to understand, if we take this in the direction I hope we do. I am a terribly vain creature, but I make up for it with a surprising lack of jealousy. I won't hold you prisoner, but I expect the same freedom in return. I am an irrepressible flirt, but never out of malice. And despite my sometimes outrageous appearance, I'm actually a bit of a homebody; I love to curl up with a cup of mint tea and a good book by the fire." Lynn shrugged, finished her champagne with a swig, and gave Ghost a look of aching sincerity as she set her glass aside. This was not some fae creature made of stardust talking; this was a flesh and blood woman who didn't want to be alone anymore. "So that's it, that's the whole package: I am mercurial and constant, and made of contradictions. If you think you could handle all that, I'd love to see you again."
  22. Reflex save: 1d20+6+5 for Inspiration=21 That's a fail, so that's the harder Toughness save. 1d20+12+5=36 Go Go Gadget Toughness!
  23. Grimalkin Lynn stepped over to the doctor's side, looking back over her shoulder to give Ghost a reassuring smile before addressing the former supervillain in the room. "Well Viktor, what do you say? There's a lovely bed over a very nice bookstore waiting for you if you want it. You'll have as much time alone as you'd like, although you'd be welcome to join me for dinner or breakfast any time you want." She shrugged. "Lunch I usually grab on the go when I'm working in the store."
  24. Grimalkin As soon as Ghost opened the box, all the smells of Lenny's deliciousness flooded her brain, and Lynn instantly felt her mouth water. She smiled and shook her head. "And you remembered my order. Such a gentleman." She indicated the champagne with a nod, then considered their somewhat exposed position. "Mmm. We can do better than this." With a wave of her hand, Grim conjuered up a sort of wooden gazebo with an open roof. The latticework walls were twined with ivy, and thousands of glowing phosphorescent berries provided enchanting illumination. You could still see the view between the gaps in the trellises, but at least now any snipers or paparazzi would have to work to get a good shot. "Much better. A toast?" She raised a glass and arched an elegant eyebrow.
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