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Yea, I apologize for not finishing that up... But after months of it moving so slowly, I admit I did lose interest... We'll see... I'd thought about bringing back an old character, but I figured it would be best to just let that dream go. I dunno... if it's just business as usual around here, I can't say coming back is the most attractive idea I've had recently. I'll think about it though. Peace dudes.

Hey guys, remember me? Just checked my profile and saw my last post was way back in November. Part of me feels like I'm at an AA meeting... "I've been Freedom City Sober for a month and a half now! :O" I may be about to backslide, though. How have things been going here? Did I miss much?

Both Blueshift and her companion robot were stunned into speechlessness at the enormity of the Lab and all that being given access to it's upper floors entailed. "PleasePleasePleasePleeeeeease tell me these badges aren't just temporary passes?" Mac zipped around Supercape like an excited three-year-old, "Man, I hope I don't blow a fuse! This is so exciting!" "Mac!" Blueshift hissed, after being jolted out of her reverie, "Behave yourself, or they won't invite us back!" --- Once finally situated in the Lab, Blueshift went to work side by side Supercape. Both she and Mac were busy pouring over photographs of the break in and crime scene. Having always suffered from being able to think much faster than she could possibly write, Blueshift instead opted for linking her visor and other suit's systems directly to the Lab's database via a one-way connection at the approval of Supercape. There she uploaded all of her findings on both the situational analysis as well as what would equate to a small textbook on it's chemical compounds and physical behaviors. So fascinated was she that she didn't even realize how long she'd been working. Sadly, this was much more often the case than was reasonable or healthy for her. In short, she was used to it. When she finally pushed her visor up and leaned back in her chair, "Woh, how long was I out?" She sniffed at the inside of her visor and turned to Supercape, "Say, those rooms you told us about wouldn't happen to have showers, would they? I think I need a quick breather before we crunch the numbers on our findings. Besides, I've still got gunk on me..." She rubbed her fingers together in demonstration, unfortunately only succeeding in spreading the substance around further.

Though Blueshift has no base Investigation ranks, she can easily max the ranks for her PL with Gadgets. Which just so happens to be exactly the type of reason I bought that power for! Gadgets 1 for Enhanced skills yields 20 skill points worth. Maxing Investigation gives her 17 ranks and a total modifier of +24 (if the DC turns out to be a 45 somehow, She'd totally EE in a heartbeat for a +2 to be able to pass it). Though with MAC's Benefit as counting for MW tools, she may not need to. She'll take 10 or 20 if possible using quickness to cut down on the time once they get to wherever this analysis is to occur, then she'll hand it off to Supercape. for his chemical analysis. Though I'd like to see if I can aid another in some form on that. Physical Sciences is her area of expertise after all. with base 12 ranks plus the three left over from Gadgets she'll be at a total modifier of +18 with skill mastery and quickness for the aid another check. Edit: If Extra Effort Doesn't get used on the first check, she'll use it here as a result of 40 is likely more beneficial than a 38 at least in some form.

Wiki Fu led me to this page: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Argenteum_Astrum Possible ending point for this story: He discovers his powers to be magically based, and joins the A∴A∴. Or becomes a student. Or something along those lines? Or maybe one of the Magister Templi help him discover what he's supposed to do to prevent his thirteenth nightmare? What do you think?

Jin slowly and carefully lifted the tiny scale model. At first, he had no clue what building it was supposed to represent. He hadn't seen the hospital since early childhood, and even then he wasn't in great health so as observe it properly. But something deep inside him knew what it was. "Vi veri universum vivus vici," He whispered softly, "Thank you, Mister Crowley." He drolled. Ferros stood up, calling the metal thread to him from the ground, he wound it around his neck. After adding the new piece of jewelry to his collection, he summoned his flying disc as well. "Seems like I'm taking a road trip." He held the small model of the hospital in front of his nose on a flattened hand. He drew in a breath and blew on it. "For good luck, ya know?" he announced to no one in particular. Spreading his costume around himself so that he wouldn't be recognized while soaring through the sky. He shouldered his bag, placed the model in one of the side pouches and stepped onto his flying disc. Not pausing to tell the rest of the Espadas household where he was going, he launched off into the sky toward the land of the Rising Sun and the Orient which lay beyond. A little forethought would have told him it was still the middle of the night in China. But Ferros wasn't about to let that slow down his quest for finding answers. As soon as he was passed the city limits, Ferros began to truly tap into his powers. He urged his disc to go faster, and faster still. He pressed the limits of the sound barrier, and in no time flat, he arrived at the hospital in Chongquing. He hovered above the entrance way, withdrew the model his own subconscious had sculpted, and scrutinized it. He made a single pass around the outside of the building. Sure enough, it was an exact miniature replica, built to scale and perfect in every way. "Well now, Da Vinci would be proud." He lowered himself to just in front of the entrance way and disembarked. "But I bet he'd be even more thrilled if I could find some answers, ya know?"

Yea, he's going to try staying awake again. Concentration to stay awake (1d20+15=26)

"True enough, Ace. But I still think it's worth noting, and bringing to the attention of both Aegis and The League." She typed away at the device on her wrist as they returned to the main room. "I'll just send them an email..." "Oh come on, 'Cape. It's not that unusual." Blueshift placed her hands on her hips as she observed the acid that was eating away at the artifact. "We've got things like that right here on earth. MAC, Hydrofluoric Acid: Scientific Entry." A small green light on the robot's Chassis flickered to life indicating that his hard drives were spinning away as he recounted the entry in his databases, "Hydrofluoric Acid attacks the silicon oxide in most types of glass. It also dissolves many metals (not nickel or its alloys, gold, platinum, or silver), and most plastics. Fluorocarbons such as Teflon (TFE and FEP), Chlorosulfonated Polyethylene Elastomers, natural rubber and neoprene all are resistant to hydrofluoric acid. Hydrofluoric acid is so corrosive because the fluorine ion is highly reactive. Even so, it is not a 'strong' acid because it does not completely dissociate in water." As the little robot talked, Blueshift extracted a pair of rubber gloves from her belt. Slipping them on, she began cleaning the acidic chemicals from the artifact that Ace had been observing. Once Mac was finished his report, she issued further instructions, "Mac, Hydrofluoric Acid: Trivia." The green light flickered on once more, "The ability of Hydrofluoric Acid to dissolve many types of metals, as well as other organic and inorganic materials makes it very useful in the disposal of incriminating evidence. Especially since a simple rubber container can be used to contain the acid without risk of damaging the container or surroundings. Though, the most well known method of dissolving the carcasses of farm animals or roadkill (with obvious extensions to victims of crime), is still the basic compound Sodium Hydroxide better know as the household chemical Lye. Additionally, one thing true of either compound is then intensely offensive smell produced during such chemical reactions." "Thank you Mac. Though I'm surprised," Blueshift commented as she used one of her gloved hands to gently waft a small amount of the chemical's fumes toward, but not into her nose, "I would have expected it to smell worse than this."

Re-re-costume'd by Dok 11/9/2011 Doc, I hate to do this to you, But Aoiroo just pointed me toward this updated version of the Blueshift art. It's got a transparent background so it'll nix that ugly white block behind the artwork. If you could find it in your heart to do yet another update... [url]http://freedomplaybypost.com/wiki/images/8/80/BlueShift.png[/url] Re-re-costume'd by Dok 11/9/2011

Alternate Costume'd by Dok 11/8/2011 Can you replace the Hero Factory art on Blueshift's Character Sheet with this one: [img=http://freedomplaybypost.com/wiki/images/b/bb/BlueShift_v2.png] Aoiroo was nice enough to do a re-design and I liked it! Alternate Costume'd by Dok 11/8/2011

The new Three Musketeers movie was good. It was good in so much that it was the exact same movie as it was 40 years ago... except with airships.

To be completely frank, if you had been looking for me to use a different location that's totally fine. Just give me a heads up and I'll change it to a sky scraper or something high up and uncomfortable enough to discourage sleep.

Unwilling to let himself lapse into another dream that would endanger those around him, Jin returned late to the Espadas house. He made his way out his bedroom window and climbed to the roof. There he intended to sit for the duration of the night in meditation. If he could just stay awake long enough, perhaps he could spare anyone, or anything (he thought of Spike) from further harm. At least until he figured things out. There on the roof, he cracked open his copy of the Daodejing given to him by the monks. He began to read, fervently at first, hoping to find some answers. But after a time, his reading became more relaxed as he used the words on the page as a focus for keeping himself awake.

Some news: I've just been told to "fast track" my latest project here at work. You may be seeing a good deal less of me until it's done. I'll do my best to keep up as usual, but I can't make any promises for the foreseeable future...

Gathering evidence is a DC 15 Investigation. Blueshift can easily boost her rolls with Gadgets until she auto passes it. She'll then do another set of research checks to try and discover the location of the next nearest likely target to the end that if it runs at first sight of opposition, it may not attack here, but the next likely storeage of these artifacts which will also need protection. It's proximity will determine how much time they have before the the thing gets there to attack it, as well as whether or not its "too far" and they should just protect the initial site as the creature may not bother with the secondary site (yet). That's her thinking, anyway. Let me know what I turn up, and feel free to have one of your characters looking over her shoulder exclaim the name of the location in order to move things along. I left it open ended for that express purpose :)

"Hey, hey, hey!" Blueshift jumped forward as Ace pulled his hand from the wall. "Careful, Ace! That's evidence. Wouldn't want the oils on your hand messing up any of this sample! Blueshift attacked the gooey stuff on the wall with a small vial pulled from her belt. She used an assortment of tools to gather a good amount of the goop and then she held it up in the air. A small mechanical arm extended from Mac, who had just passed through the teleporter. The little robot stowed the sample in his chassis. ""To answer your question, Supercape, we don't. Not yet anyway." "He's right," the robot's owner agreed, "We need more information. I say we fan out, case this place for more evidence like that goop, and then figure out a plan of action. Starting with..." She pulled up a small screen on her wrist and showed the others some data across the screen, "The next nearest supply of items it might be after..."

Ferros was finishing the bandage on the dog as he listened to the couple. Despite it's whimpering, he could only hope that it would be okay in time. He tied off the bandage and then took a look at the dog's neck. There was no tag. "Hmm, I'm not sure what police forensics would be able to do with the metal, seeing as how I've already liquefied it, ya know?" His mask shifted to display an expression that held a small bit of shame. "In this case, I chose the dog's life over destruction of evidence, I'm afraid." He rose, holding the dog in his arms, But hey, there's one thing I am sure of. This dog needs a good home," He playfully ruffled the dog's scruff, before looking up at the couple. "And you two cared enough to stop in the first place..." With a wave of his hand, the puddle of metal that had been the spear rose into the air, and molded itself into a thin chain with a metal dog bone dangling from the end. Ferros clipped it around the dog's neck. The dog bone had a single word etched into it, a result of the fine detailing his powers were capable of. It read "Spike", he thought the ironic name might serve the dog well. "Hey now, think you might be able to do this little guy a favor?" Ferros offered the dog to the man, who accepted him. "I'd like to thank you, and not for taking Spike." Ferros told them as he stepped away, "It's people like you who make this city worth saving." His mask cracked a small smile. Ferros retreated a few steps onto his disc. Once he had both feat firmly planted on it, he rose into the air, "Thanks again!" He called out, as he flew off toward the east and the rising sun... I'd say that makes it pretty clear that I can't be around people right now...

Well, I guess that settles it then! :)

Ferros set his hovering disc to an easy coast away from the rest of his teammates and toward the civilians. He flew slow enough that it wouldn't threaten Jill's hold on the platform, but fast enough that they would arrive before any of the civilian's injuries could likely worsen. Ferros noticed Jill's expression, and the focus of her attention, "He'll be okay, ya know?" Ferros told her without turning around. The wind swept his voice back in her direction so she could hear him well enough. "Jack is... Well, he's one of the guys you look up to. One of the good guys, ya know? See, I haven't been a hero that long. And hey, before I was up here flying around, I used to admire the West End's Witty Epeeist." Ferros paused for a moment as they sped onward. Just before he set them down on the rooftop where the civilians were resting he added with a certain finality, "So, Hey, Guys like him don't just give up or quit when the going gets rough. They fight back, ya know? So whether it's the Gorgon, or just some emotional stress, he'll be okay." Ferros didn't have to say it. But they were both thinking it, He is the Jack of All Blades, after all. "Is everyone okay?" Ferros called out as he strode off the disc and addressed the small crowd that he'd air lifted from the battle, "Is anyone hurt?"

If necessary, I'm sure I can power stunt affects others on his flight or something. Let me know if it's needed. I could also just say he counts as carrying her. I'm sure there's SOME metal on her costume he could manipulate to fly her around, etc... Just let me know if you need anything from me.

"Miss Americana! Catch!" Ferros sent the ball of now dead metal through the air toward the flying heroine. He hoped she'd know what to do with it better than he would. Ferros had other things to take care of. As soon as the ball of metal was in her hands he turned his attention to Jill, flying toward her on his disk, "Jill, I think we'd better attend to the civilians. They've been unattended since I set them down on that building, ya know? I'm not sure if any of them had been injured before I managed to send them away. So, hey, I was hoping you might be able to offer them your considerable talents," Ferros moved to the edge of his metal disk. His powers extended it so that there would be room for her to stand, "If you'd like to hop on, I can give you a lift over there while the others handle things here." Ferros gestured with his hand to the extra space on the disk.

Well, he can see it when he enters the room, yes? Perhaps he can powerstunt some etheral or insubstantial form with his strange cosmic science powers or something and just chase after it? As long as he's still able to perceive it, and can move through walls as well, he should be able to follow it. At that point, can't we use the chase rules or something? Blueshift can communicate directly into his brain via radio so they can keep in touch... Don't mind me, just throwing out ideas since this seems like a difficult patch. Or we could let it get away, do damage control and investigation on the museum, and try to track it down later when we have time (and the ability to gadgets / powerstunt up some tracking senses ).

Bleary eyed, Jin looked out the window down upon the scene in the middle of the street. It was inexplicable. A weapon like that was extremely rare ever since medieval times. How could it have... Suddenly, Jin knew that it had been him. Backed up by the feeling of dread growing in the pit of his stomach, he knew that the dog had been injured because of him. In a flash he threw off the covers and raced through the house toward the back door. He didn't even slow down as he raced past the bathroom, and unlocked the medicine cabinet with his powers, pulling the first aid kit to him by it's aluminum buckles. He certainly didn't slow down when he passed no less than three more of the small statuettes, all scattered around the house, that proclaimed what likely lay at the end of his path. As he rushed out the back door, the thin layer of metal that was his costume covered his body; he lifted the mask to his face, and leaped onto the disc he used to fly. --- "It's okay!" Ferros called as he lowered the disc down to the street next to where the injured dog lay. He glanced only briefly at the people that had gathered. "I can help him. Just give me some room." I'd BETTER be able to help him...It's my fault after all. He held his hand over the weapon and it melted away flowing onto the street. He swept the metal away to the side, then reached for the first aid kit. "Poor thing..." His whisper was just barely audible, "I'm sorry."

I'm fine with it. In fact, that's exactly the type of thing I'm looking to get out of this thread! :D

"Crap! It saw us!" Blueshift gasped. She glanced back to see her two heroic comrades walking through the door behind her. Letting her cloaking device drop momentarily, she rolled her eyes at the pair, "No, I don't suppose Ace Danger would be known for subtlety, would he?" She fiddled with something on her belt full of nice shiny gadgets. The lasers on the wall deactivated, and she tossed a small electronic device onto the floor between them. "Well? Now what are you waiting for? Let's go after it!" She stepped forward toward the device and suddenly disappeared. Moments later, Blueshift and Mac appeared just beyond the wall the creature had disappeared through...