Heritage

This was not good; not only were the two of them having little to no effect on the annoying Jawbreaker, but now Ren was embarrassing himself and destroying private property at the same time. The sooner they took out this gumdrop, the better.

Lynn pushes herself as she never has before, and her claws grow longer and sharper as she feels her temples throbbing; Grim-as-Pseudo glares at the candy-coated bruiser as she tries to visualize her hand punching right through her chest, and then throws all her strength behind her attack!

Okay, this time Grim will put Extra Effort into Strike, which should raise her rank in Claws up to 8; now let's hope I actually hit!

Okay, this time Grim will put Extra Effort into Strike, which should raise her rank in Claws up to 8; now let's hope I actually hit!

Just a heads up that I will be pretty busy this weekend, so my posting might be a bit delayed, but I will post once if not twice in all my games by weekend's end.

Just a heads up that I will be pretty busy this weekend, so my posting might be a bit delayed, but I will post once if not twice in all my games by weekend's end.

Intimidate Check (1d20=4)

Sorry.

Ah dang. This is what happens when you oversell it; Grim was shooting for Predator and ended up Cher :roll:

Intimidate Check (1d20=4)

Sorry.

Ah dang. This is what happens when you oversell it; Grim was shooting for Predator and ended up Cher :roll:

Season 3, Episode 5, "The Mummy in the Maze"

"How could a guy with military training miss with a Scattergun? What were you - NAVY?"

Oh, I can't wait! :clap:

Season 3, Episode 5, "The Mummy in the Maze"

"How could a guy with military training miss with a Scattergun? What were you - NAVY?"

Oh, I can't wait! :clap:

This guys isn't nearly scared enough; maybe I can help him with that.

With a truly evil grin, Grim drops her camouflage outside of their prisoner's field of vision, then shifts into a far more menacing form, a tall vaguely female creature covered in a slick black material and a wide array of spikes, spines and nameless horrible pointy things; her face is a savage crude mask, crisscrossed with white stitching which allows only a pair of baleful blood-red eyes to be seen. This nightmarish version of Grim steps delicately over to the fallen man on four inch heels like bloody fangs, and reaches down to stroke the side of his face with three inch translucent claws. When she speaks, her accent and diction are truly bizarre, like a Russian heroin addict with throat spasms.

"If he no talkzzzzz...can I haves him? Maybe he las-las-lastzzzzz longer than my last one; no fun at all, just buckets and rags and broken glazzzzzzz."

Boy, I hope Bossman twigs to what I'm doing, and doesn't hate me for doing it.

This guys isn't nearly scared enough; maybe I can help him with that.

With a truly evil grin, Grim drops her camouflage outside of their prisoner's field of vision, then shifts into a far more menacing form, a tall vaguely female creature covered in a slick black material and a wide array of spikes, spines and nameless horrible pointy things; her face is a savage crude mask, crisscrossed with white stitching which allows only a pair of baleful blood-red eyes to be seen. This nightmarish version of Grim steps delicately over to the fallen man on four inch heels like bloody fangs, and reaches down to stroke the side of his face with three inch translucent claws. When she speaks, her accent and diction are truly bizarre, like a Russian heroin addict with throat spasms.

"If he no talkzzzzz...can I haves him? Maybe he las-las-lastzzzzz longer than my last one; no fun at all, just buckets and rags and broken glazzzzzzz."

Boy, I hope Bossman twigs to what I'm doing, and doesn't hate me for doing it.

I really want to make an Intimidate check right now to aid another, but the Dice Roller site is blocked by the software here at work; I hereby give Barnum the right to roll on my behalf, or we can wait until I get home late tonight.

I really want to make an Intimidate check right now to aid another, but the Dice Roller site is blocked by the software here at work; I hereby give Barnum the right to roll on my behalf, or we can wait until I get home late tonight.

My current fav is the Halloween episode.

Is that from season 2? My sister and I have just started watching it on DVD, and I hope to God that's one there! :lol:

My current fav is the Halloween episode.

Is that from season 2? My sister and I have just started watching it on DVD, and I hope to God that's one there! :lol:

"I feel sooo reassured by that," Ren replied sarcastically. Once it appeared that she wasn't going to stop looking for the wand in question, he rolled his eyes and dug into the nearest container of junk in search for the same thing.

"Lookin' for something that's going to kill me," he mumbled half-heartedly as he did so. "Must be nuts... That's it, I'm crazy. She's gone and driven me off the deep end. Useta be a villain... okay, I sucked at that, but still, I didn't answer to no one... except my landlord... man, I need to get that jerk to look at my friggin' sink, leaking all the time..." He stopped for a moment and looked over his shoulder at Lynn's backside as she rifled through her own area. "'Kay, so I'm not completely crazy, just a guy... that comes with it's own pile of stupidity attached..." He continued to mumble along the same lines for some time.

From inside the cavernous trunk she's digging through, Lynn's amused voice can be heard.

"You know I have really good hearing, right, Mr. Mumbles? Just be glad I'm not a telepath. Bad enough I have to hear my mother say my thighs are fat." She stops digging and turns to face Ren, a touch of worry in her eyes. "They're not fat, are they? I mean, if I made them any thinner, I think I'd bend in half."

"I feel sooo reassured by that," Ren replied sarcastically. Once it appeared that she wasn't going to stop looking for the wand in question, he rolled his eyes and dug into the nearest container of junk in search for the same thing.

"Lookin' for something that's going to kill me," he mumbled half-heartedly as he did so. "Must be nuts... That's it, I'm crazy. She's gone and driven me off the deep end. Useta be a villain... okay, I sucked at that, but still, I didn't answer to no one... except my landlord... man, I need to get that jerk to look at my friggin' sink, leaking all the time..." He stopped for a moment and looked over his shoulder at Lynn's backside as she rifled through her own area. "'Kay, so I'm not completely crazy, just a guy... that comes with it's own pile of stupidity attached..." He continued to mumble along the same lines for some time.

From inside the cavernous trunk she's digging through, Lynn's amused voice can be heard.

"You know I have really good hearing, right, Mr. Mumbles? Just be glad I'm not a telepath. Bad enough I have to hear my mother say my thighs are fat." She stops digging and turns to face Ren, a touch of worry in her eyes. "They're not fat, are they? I mean, if I made them any thinner, I think I'd bend in half."

When her grandfather finishes describing the mirror trick, Lynn begins rummaging through the trunks and suitcases. "Maybe we have to find the wand and use it somehow, like it acts like a trigger."

Well, that made about as much sense as anything that was going on here, so Ren trudged into the back room again in time to hear Lou finishing up his explanation of stage magic. He shakes his head slowly then raises his hand. "Can I just say that trusting my safety and well-being to an ancient prop from a stage magician's show seems... forgive my words, but more than a little bit unsafe?"

Lynn looks up and smiles at her concerned would-be boyfriend. "I wouldn't worry about it; it can't be any more dangerous than riding the Ferris wheel at a traveling carnival, and I do that all the time." She gives him a goofy 'I'm insane' grin and continues digging for a wand.

When her grandfather finishes describing the mirror trick, Lynn begins rummaging through the trunks and suitcases. "Maybe we have to find the wand and use it somehow, like it acts like a trigger."

Well, that made about as much sense as anything that was going on here, so Ren trudged into the back room again in time to hear Lou finishing up his explanation of stage magic. He shakes his head slowly then raises his hand. "Can I just say that trusting my safety and well-being to an ancient prop from a stage magician's show seems... forgive my words, but more than a little bit unsafe?"

Lynn looks up and smiles at her concerned would-be boyfriend. "I wouldn't worry about it; it can't be any more dangerous than riding the Ferris wheel at a traveling carnival, and I do that all the time." She gives him a goofy 'I'm insane' grin and continues digging for a wand.

I haven't watched all of these yet, but I love them...except the sneak attack joke gets a bit old after a while :roll:

I haven't watched all of these yet, but I love them...except the sneak attack joke gets a bit old after a while :roll:

"If you need anything, please tell Quick over here. Can I request you remain here and help me investigate?" Cody requested.

Faye arched a graceful red eyebrow.

Now who's this bit of crumpet?

The young girl was apparently some sort of superhero wannabe, also known as the world's biggest nuisance; it took all of the Irish woman's strength not to roll her eyes. However, right now she was bored, and it suddenly occurred to her that since the demon was most likely not dead but merely knocked out of this dimension, it might be best to hang about a few super-dupers, since Mr. Demon could come back, with a few mates and a score to settle.

"Yeah, alright; just call me Red, then." She waves her hand in a non-comital way. "Hello, one an' all."

"If you need anything, please tell Quick over here. Can I request you remain here and help me investigate?" Cody requested.

Faye arched a graceful red eyebrow.

Now who's this bit of crumpet?

The young girl was apparently some sort of superhero wannabe, also known as the world's biggest nuisance; it took all of the Irish woman's strength not to roll her eyes. However, right now she was bored, and it suddenly occurred to her that since the demon was most likely not dead but merely knocked out of this dimension, it might be best to hang about a few super-dupers, since Mr. Demon could come back, with a few mates and a score to settle.

"Yeah, alright; just call me Red, then." She waves her hand in a non-comital way. "Hello, one an' all."

" One order of business though before i take my leave... i think we as a group need a name. Any Ideas?"

Taking up one of the offered comlinks, Faye nods appreciatively, but when a team name is mentioned, she frowns. "I stopped in for a friendly pint, not to sign up for a permanent position; that being said, give me a bit of room and time to pursue me own interests, and I've no objection to, say, a loose fraternity."

She rests her chin on her fist and slips into deep thought for a few moments, then clicks her tongue. "The only thing that's come to mind is 'The Interlopers', but I'm not sure how I feel about it." She chuckles to herself, then is taken aback by Dryad's emotional outpouring; it made her uncomfortable to see her so vulnerable, but thankfully the moment passed.

Better watch that one; not so sure she's got all her acorns.

" One order of business though before i take my leave... i think we as a group need a name. Any Ideas?"

Taking up one of the offered comlinks, Faye nods appreciatively, but when a team name is mentioned, she frowns. "I stopped in for a friendly pint, not to sign up for a permanent position; that being said, give me a bit of room and time to pursue me own interests, and I've no objection to, say, a loose fraternity."

She rests her chin on her fist and slips into deep thought for a few moments, then clicks her tongue. "The only thing that's come to mind is 'The Interlopers', but I'm not sure how I feel about it." She chuckles to herself, then is taken aback by Dryad's emotional outpouring; it made her uncomfortable to see her so vulnerable, but thankfully the moment passed.

Better watch that one; not so sure she's got all her acorns.