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It was only a matter of time.... Well done Archville.

"Erm, er..." a quiet voice said. She was about 18 years of age, small and shy, although pretty cute. She held a small hold all, which you can clearly see a six inch stiletto poking out. She was pretty scared being around. Lullaby shuddered at the punch. She had a hand inside the hold all. "Perhaps...some singing would help?" she offered shyly, a small smile on her face. "Please, please say yes. I really want to sing..."

Apparently, Warr let me in on this as Lullaby. Is this okay with you Angelica?

Being 18, if you will have her, Lullabies interested.

A strange looking spider crawls up to the small group. It looks like it is glistening wet with a liquid. The liquid is sap, an unusual liquid coating a spider so far away from trees. It was even stranger when the sap slimed off the spider and out of its mouth. Slowly the sap expanded until it was a puddle. Then, the sap started to rise, forming two legs. It raised to a torso, and then a head. Dryad smiled, her two vicious fangs glinting. "So, have I missed a party?" She asked, letting the spider crawl onto her fingers.

Sorry, just planning a post...

Nobody CGI ftw!

So, do I re-appear now?

Alright. If it isn't too much hassle, could you somehow bing Dryad back. Perhaps she possessed a creepy crawly?

If you wouldn't mind. Also, if you want to continue without Dryad, go ahead...

Hi all... Well, i'm back from internet hell...

Still here!

Keep the 21. I will post the combat results IC, then you can post. I just did this when i was logged in on chat, so it was 3.30am when i did this.

Derricks twin pistols Miss the mark. Noah finds his mark. Toughness 19 check. Bob Misses Like his friend. Your turn.

Initiative roll off. Derrick, the leader with two pistols. Initiative 20. Bob, one ganger with a pistol. Initiative 12. Noah, the other ganger with a pistol. Initiative 16. Kevin, the final ganger armed with an AK-47. Initiative 1.

Does this really need a description?

The gangsters, their identity revealed, turn to face you. The one armed with duel pistols starts yelling a lord of slang at his mates, something like a code the gangers use yo keep secrecy and communicate. "Why we letz 'er go? We'ze in charge 'ere" He demands, brandishing his weapon viciously. "You payz $5,000,000,000, we'ze give 'er back. Getz me bruz" he demanded once again. His pistols were raised as every other gun was trained on him.

viewtopic.php?f=31&t=1149 Up! One of the advantages of being a GM for this thread, I can bring special forces in! YAY!

It is a cold damp Tuesday Night. The moon illuminates the streets to all those passing by. A small girl, young in age and looks with a hold-all bag clutched in her right hand. She looked quite fragile, and certainly innocent. Strange that she was heading for a low profile, high risk and high age nightclub. A neon sign flashed on it, The Peace Palace. All around, people ignored her. They also ignored the five men dressed in hoodys. Before anybody could say something, the men grabbed the girl. She naturally screamed, but a hand stifled the scream. She was dragged away by one of the men and the others produced Fire arms. One wielded duel pistols, two wielded a single but powerful pistol. The final had a suitcase he opened to reveal an AK-47. They held all the weapons out ready, as screams and weeping could be heard. "We'z da City Boyz bruv. We kill y'all" The man armed with the AK yelled. The call for a superhero was quickly announced.

Well, this is pretty small isn't it?

Remember this guy? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z8Uw1bZRr6M WARNING: This video contains mature elements.

I could do both...

Lullaby! Do i really need to say anything?

I don't need a ref. I'll put it up now.

I am the Warhammer addict, it would be sacrilege to say no to this! :P