Moira Morley

Moira buckled up and drove off. She listened to Fleur's random babbling with sympathetic nods and grunts. When it stopped, she smiled and tried to process the information while she was driving, "Don't worry about it, drink up if you want to. The Beekeeper, we're going to pay him a visit as soon as he gets out. No violence, we're just gonna watch him. If he does anything out of the way, then we have the law on our side." She grinned wickedly as she pulled out a CD, "But now we're focusing on Jack. This is for love unrequited. This is for him being an asshole. This is for you, baby!" Pushing in the CD and pressing the play button Ride Of The Valkyries blared though the speakers. Oh yes, the Ambrosia buzz was getting better.

"Don't worry about it," Moira smiled warmly, "I've heard much worse from people who've had a little too much drink in their system." Mimicking what Angel did earlier, but not as forceful as she did, Moira lead her to the door, "So, are we gonna take your car or mine?"

"Thank you kind demon," Moira grinned sarcastically as she let his legs go. She quickly hurried over to the record booth and snatched the record from the record player. She twirled it around on it's edge on the palm of her hand and thought about her options. She could go over and break over the demon's head. Twirl. She could launch it into space. Twirl. She decided the easiest way would be best way. Corny oneliner, her thoughts questioned her, you betcha! "Now it's time for me to break the record!" That didn't sound to good to her, but what did she care? True love was about to be free.

Unfortunately no. I asked this yesterday in chat, Enhanced Feats 5 (Luck 5; Flaw: Limited/only power stunts), Avenger and Ecal both said no.

Can we say the Captain is aiding Moira's check? It'd be 46 then.

Moira should have cared more about the second man's life, but this was for love. If the other man in there was just a bystander of some ancient demon's sway over someone who wanted to do good, then she would have certainly feel bad about it in the morning. If she remembered it. For now, this was for true love. Other people be damned. "The man who loved his wife so much that he gave his own life to the likes of you." Moira quickly slammed her foot down but stopped it barely before it made impact with the demon's soft parts. "The way to free that man," Moira's soft growl went into a roar, "NOW!"

Firsted? >.>

If you're PL14 :P

Intimidate 32 + taking 10 + 2 for doing something threatening = 44

Holding the DJ's legs Moira bounded up and put her foot half an inch over his crotch area. She looked down to him with a menacing glare, "We can do this the easy way or the hard way. Now tell me," she said quickly raising her foot in the stomp position, "how do we free this innocent man's soul?"

Well, it could be used for more than fights. I was thinking adventures too. And of course the ubiquitous coffee room/porch/bar/whatever :P

(14:09:32) FreedomBot: Geez3r logs into the Chat. (14:09:52) Moira: heya geez3r! (14:10:10) AvengerAssembled: Hey, Geez. (14:10:13) Electra: Kilometers are the oddball measurement. (14:10:16) Moira: is it mine or quote's turn? (14:10:33) Electra: But we need miles. Kilometers are just too small. (14:10:34) Geez3r: hi all (14:11:19) ShaenTheBrain: Miles are no use for SCIENCE! (14:12:30) Geez3r: quote's i believe (14:12:53) Geez3r: the weird switching grapplers deal kinda messed with the order a bit (14:13:10) Geez3r: it effectively had to eat your turns (14:13:56) Moira: we should adopt the easy mode grapple >.> (14:14:08) Geez3r: ur in easy mode now (14:14:35) Moira: you make a grapple check, if you succeeed your opponent is immobilized and has to make an escape check (14:14:45) Geez3r: DJ's in a full nelson from a muscle bound jock and he's looking at the pissed off daughter of the god of war (14:15:01) Geez3r: yep (14:15:18) Geez3r: but instead of trying to escape, DJ tried to scare yall off (14:15:26) Moira: so i should get up and start kicking him in the junk? (14:15:35) AvengerAssembled: Yes. (14:16:59) Moira: so is this "redemption by death" or are we gonna have to exorize this mofo? (14:17:05) AvengerAssembled: Or should I say....NYYYYEEESSSS! (14:17:10) Moira: exocize (14:17:25) Moira: shoots typo demons (14:23:54) Moira: so, which is it? (14:29:02) Geez3r: i can't tell you that (14:29:08) Geez3r: that would ruin all the fun (14:29:14) Moira: (14:29:30) AvengerAssembled: Rip off his head! Eat his brains! (14:30:00) Moira: i dont wanna have a What The Hell Hero moment when I roshambo this guy to death or try to save it (14:31:01) Moira: thou i do have a plan to figure that out! (14:31:32) AvengerAssembled: Bluff him! (14:31:38) Moira: yes! (14:31:56) Geez3r: you would have more of a plan, but you skipped like half the thread when you scared him to death (14:32:27) Moira: (14:32:53) AvengerAssembled: Beat him! Beat him! (14:32:57) Moira: but... but he started it (14:33:53) Moira: i was all like "FREEBIRD! WOOOOO!" and he was all like "NO FREBIRD FOR YOU!" MUHAHAHAHA" (14:34:33) AvengerAssembled: And then a beating! (14:34:50) Geez3r: i am sorely tempted to go back in the thread and edit the posts to say exactly that (14:35:27) Moira: (14:36:39) Geez3r: i should not have this much power

That's what I meant, but he does have a point :P

Then again for, 1ep you get a power equal up you power level. You're level 10? You can have your HQ give you any power as long as it's limited to 10 ranks. You can defend your HQ with any power up to 10 ranks. That should cost more than 1ep, but it doesnt.

Which is, I do believe, why the feature was made.

We've been talking about a no fourth wall thread where all of our characters can mingle, come and go as they please, and generally just cut up. Would this be cool or not?

By the time Divine and Dark Star's thread is over, I want Divine to have claimed a small planet for herself. It'll have beaches and jungles and waterfalls and all sortas of tropical flora and fauna. How much would this cost?

Moira laughed lightly as Fleur talked her way through the alcohol. The plan was working. Soon she would have the courage to face Jack on her own without Moira's help. Handing Fleur the bottle, she winked, "Don't worry, people with a lot looser tongues have said much more. I'm used to it by now." She looked at her state of dress, maybe it was the liquor talking, but she felt fine the way she was. No one would think she was Fearmaster. She walked into the living room, Fleur in tow, and found her sandals and keys. Walking to the front door, she turned and smiled at Fleur, "I'll drive. You just sit back and relax, baby." Opening the front door, she acted as an usher to the car, "Take as much of that as you want, just consider it a gift."

Moira nodded along as she listened to Dark Star's explanations. Maybe we could stop at one of those good planets, she thought, I'm sure there's a lot to learn from this trip. "Hey, Dark Star," she asked sweetly, "can you slow down for a moment?" Dark Star did as she asked. Moira smiled as she took in the sights of deep space. "I was wondering," she paused, "if we could stop at one of these planets? You know, we could take a bit of a breather before we get down to business?"

"It's all very nice," Moira smiled half-heartedly, "but I gotta chunk of alien brain in me that's digging to get out poste haste." "Have you ever been to any of the other planets," she asked after a few quiet seconds of quietly marveling, "I mean science fiction makes them look so fun."

"Yeah, we know each other as friends," Moira said in a tone that was way too suggestive. "Don't worry about your job," she said filling Fleur glass up one last time. The bottle was empty. "You got me to help you," she said with a wink, ""your job is safe." Standingup, she went and put the empty bottle into the glass recycle and went to the wine closet again, pulling another bottle of the heavenly liquor out. This one was for the road. Walking back to the table she extended her hand to Fleur to help her up. ""Come on, let's go," she said cheerily.

"Family recipe," Moira said filling Fleur's glass again, "They make this in the old world. I get a crate of it every once in a while." She pours herself a third helping also. "I happen to know Jack is one of those light night owls," Moira says with a grin and taking a drink, "How about I give you the chance to throw that tip at him tonight? Show him you're not some passing fancy?" Sympathetically, she caressed Fleur's cheek, "Like you said, we gotta stick together." Woah, better stop now, she thought downing another glass, or maybe a few more to get the old brain kickin better.

Moira nodded with a smile, taking a taste of the nectar of the gods. If this didn't loosen her guest's inhibitions, nothing would. "Oh yeah, Jack's a friend of mine we go way back." She chuckled, "To January." Taking another taste of the Ambrosia, Moira's Olympan mind started to work, particulary her mother's vengeful side. There was no way that this was gonna be another bad relationship go unpunished. "Now Jack is a strange case," Moira said refilling her guest's glass and then her own, "he's a nice guy by himself. But when he gets an idea and a bunch of people, well," she leaned forword and looked Fleur with a straight face, "things sorta happen. I wouldn't be suprised if he put that orgy together himself." Leaning back in a comfortable position and taking another drink, Moira sighed, "Maybe you weren't a part of his plan." Take the bait, kid, Moira's thoughts screamed behind her peaceful facade, TAKE THE BAIT!

Grapple Check! (1d20+22=34)

How does that work? I control him though he's grappling me?