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ic Fisticuffs 2: The Opening Credits (IC)
Avenger Assembled replied to Geez3r's topic in Sewers and Subways
"As thrilling as it is to watch grown men bedevil children, I think I have other business here." Avenger rose to his feet and rolled his shoulders, looking down at Lukos. "Your pack leader wants you to suffer tonight? Let's go get this over with. I'm going to change." He prowled his way down and out of the crowd, using one of the surviving restrooms to change into his costume, before disappearing completely. -
Just remember, Gizmo, it's awesome to be Spiderman. Just don't be the Spiderman who sold his soul to the devil. ;)
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Wow. I have to say, I think Jack of Blades owes Dynamo an apology.
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Do people a favor and see what you get. "Okay," said Avenger, all easily affable, if slightly baffled, cordiality. He really didn't understand these people at all, but it seemed like the incomprehension was mutual. That, and everything else, made it all right. Would they be this paranoid if they weren't hiding something? He reminded himself, again thinking about human behavior, that that was probably not the case. The Interceptors were not plotting to murder him and his family in their sleep. Probably. Superheroes in Freedom City didn't do that sort of thing. Anymore. Much. "I'll write something up this week and mail it to you, then, in case your friend is slow to get back to you on fixing the place?" He looked around, evidently waiting for a response.
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That will find him easy, Sorus.
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A voice spoke from the darkness, its owner invisible. "Thank you, Mongrel Angel. I'll take it from here." He was very, very leery around Mongrel Angel, even though she wasn't nearly as terrifying as the real one that lived on Lantern Hill. "Your business here is done, I think?" Discussing business, family business, that wasn't for the ears of someone like her.
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ic Fisticuffs 2: The Opening Credits (IC)
Avenger Assembled replied to Geez3r's topic in Sewers and Subways
"I think you've offended your alpha," replied Avenger, his eyes still flat like a shark's. "I think he thinks I'm going to beat you to death and send your head back as a display of my power, the way Melinda used to do when the werewolves challenged her authority in the city. You're in a more common position than you think. It's how the head dogs stay in charge. Take the strongest, the bravest of your young males, and have someone kill them for you. I imagine it's how most werewolf leaders stay in power once they start getting old. But I'm not Melinda. I'm not going to kill anyone, even a werewolf." -
"Hey, Fulcrum. How's the old horsehead?" he asked obliquely, with the easy calm of someone not surrounded by several very powerful, very angry people. "I came here, doing some sub-contracting for a friend of all of yours," said Avenger, making a great show of popping his back, "to test the security of your house. Anyway, it needs some work. You guys are pretty good; I'd say you're about even with Freedom Hall, but you've got some weaknesses. If you still need to talk, I can go hang out upstairs and show you later?" He shrugged casually.
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When James brought up the Bank of Freedom, the teen heroes watched a remarkable scene play out, too fast to intervene. The Freedom League had evidently arrived to subdue the armored madman in the bank; the League's lineup made up of all its greatest heroes of the past like Sea-King the avenging monarch of Atlantis, Galatea the robotic champion of justice, and the first Lady Liberty, the one who'd fought in World War II. Though the Centurion was supposedly alive in this world, evidently he wasn't with the League today. The teens were surprised to recognize the man in the armor: Dr. Mayhem being a supervillain they all knew from their world. Mayhem was a crazy man, a deranged temporal refugee from an alternate present he'd helped destroy. He looked equally crazy here, being dragged into the back of a police paddywagon by Lady Liberty and Galatea, his armor broken as he ranted, "You fools! You fools, it's all changed! It's all changed AGAIN! If you don't do something, you're-" They tossed him into the back of the pitch-black wagon, and though the sensors in Hell-Ion's ship picked up nothing unusual, the teens all watched as the darkness around Mayhem dissolved briefly into all-too-familiar inky-black dots before the man disappeared entirely. The door behind him slammed shut with an awful finality.
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Sage was at Claremont High, backstage amid a frantic bustle of patriotic bunting and music. It was Memorial Day, and Claremont High was going to celebrate in the most all-American style possible. As the attendants helped wrap her in an American-flag cut dress, one of them told her, "Eve, I haven't seen Chris yet, but his mother and father are out in the audience. I'm sure he wouldn't miss your patriotic recital; you know how all-American he is!" - Meanwhile the all-American Chris Kenzie had just punched her girlfriend in the face, sending her staggering and nearly falling off her broom. "Oow!" She flew up and away from his fist, circling again out of reach. "You...you're not supposed to _hit_ me!" She looked appalled, hand on her chin. "You...you brute!" She glared at him. "You're not the Raven at all, are you!? You're just a cheap imposture!"
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Give us the voice of VINCE!
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Just for fun, since (of course?) we won't be getting into combat, Avenger is down to 1 HP, having spent the rest on Ultimate Stealth.
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Is that a lie?
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Stupid humans and their autonomic responses to stress. With a deep sigh, Avenger took off his mask and squeezed it, juice dripping between his fingers. What the hell, Grimalkin would surely tell them all anyway. His voice maskless was, as usual, very different than the way he talked, and carried himself, with the mask on. "You didn't ask me that, Lynn. I've been here most of the night. And the day, I wanted to see if I could get in with the sun up." Despite himself, he smiled, just a little. "And I can. Anyway, would you rather I just have snuck around while you slept and not told anyone?" He shrugged, already rising to his feet. "I don't know about you, but that seems more dangerous."
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The One Where They Fight The Nazis (OOC)
Avenger Assembled replied to Avenger Assembled's topic in Archives
DC 24 Sense Motive to tell she's faking, KC and Ry. DC 35 Tou, Darius. Have an HP. -
The One Where They Fight The Nazis (IC)
Avenger Assembled replied to Avenger Assembled's topic in Kingston
"I could tell you all about how the true Aryan peoples were murdered by your filthy, backstabbing ancestors...but I don't think a woman like you would understand," taunted the flame-clad monster, a moment before he smashed his fist into the bridge of her nose. "Fall, filthy scum! I'll fly your cape over my headquarters as a token of VICTORY!" -
The One Where They Fight The Nazis (IC)
Avenger Assembled replied to Avenger Assembled's topic in Kingston
" Kid Cthulu's blast of eldritch energy knocked Valkyrie down in the middle of her rant, sending her tumbling to the floor amid the hostages and her swastika-emblazoned dagger hurling away. She was down, or so it seemed, much to the celebration of the hostages! -
"It's Hell-Ion! The handsomest prince of space!" James noticed that all the ladies besides 'Wander' were doing something best-described as simpering, and she was blushing pink. "I mean, Hell-Ion, it's sooo good to see you!" She put her hand on James' arm, giving him a big smile. She looked from James to Trevor, a worried look on her face. "Oh, didn't you switch costumes too? I thought it was a day where we switched our costumes, like back when we fought those gangsters on the baseball field!" She gave them both a a bright look. "It's good to see the two of you together again."
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That hits and she's bruised and stunned. Go ahead and post IC, Ecal
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He's fast. Have to watch that. They all are. He debated the relative merits of dishonesty and decided to tell his fellow heroes the truth. Well, sort of. "Just doing some sub-contracting. Thought it rude to leave without letting know I was here." He raised his leather gloved hands. "All on same team, yes? Or close to it. Even came when you are all here, so none could feel awkward."
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The thread where everyone will probably get mad at Avenger for some reason.
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Date: June 2010 The monthly Interceptors meeting had gone well enough, for all that no one on the team cared overmuch about the business side of things. What really mattered was that their financing was going well, their publicity was at an all-time high, and in the wake of the Grue invasion, things were going very well indeed for the defenders of West Freedom. Avenger had been bored through most of it, though he'd missed a couple of minutes to slip away and take calls from Phantom from that other dimension. Getting her and Jack Jr. out of the house but for their daily visits had been the right safety precaution after Dracula's attack, but it had given him free time: perhaps too much free time. You know what they say about idle hands... When he'd approached Dr. Archeville about testing the brownstone's security for him, he'd originally only planned to stay a couple of hours, but truthfully the sheer excitement of the moment had kept him around longer than he'd intended. It beat looking at a barely-used nursery. Wonder if that means he'll pay me more...or _less_? Truthfully, maybe lurking around the Casa del Interceptor for a whole day and a night had been a little unethical. For Avenger, at least, it was really hard to sort out what was and what wasn't the right thing to do when it came to matters of privacy and watching people at night while they slept. He decided to split the difference and just let them know. Don't need to tell them who I'm working for, I guess. Appearing in one of the empty seats at the table just as the meeting was wrapping up, Avenger waved. "Evening. Just popped in to let you know you need to fix your security systems. I'd recommend something that can monitor air movements."
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ic Fisticuffs 2: The Opening Credits (IC)
Avenger Assembled replied to Geez3r's topic in Sewers and Subways
"Hmm." Wander and Lukos, the closest thing to predators in the room besides Avenger, saw his hands clench at the arms of the seat beneath him. He cocked his head and looked over at Thomas, something absolutely flat in his eyes. Lukos had plenty of experience dealing with people with rage and hunger and a beast inside them, but looking at a vampire wasn't like looking at a wolf. It was more like looking at a...shark. "I wasn't aware that was something that concerned you people. That's good to know, I suppose. Your pardon for ignoring you earlier, I was concerned about the welfare of my friend given the particular...circumstances." He shrugged slightly, not quite looking at Wander. "I'm sure you people understand loyalty like that." -
Fisticuffs 2: Avenger vs Lukos (IC)
Avenger Assembled replied to Geez3r's topic in Sewers and Subways
The mist suddenly coalesced into a human shape, a dark-clad figure moving quickly for Lukos! The werewolf snapped his mighty jaws and swiped his terrible claws, but Avenger moved with blinding speed, smashing his fist into Lukos' ribs with a blow that nearly doubled him over. "Very powerful wolf," conceded Avenger, his harsh, grating voice a scrape against sensitive ears. "Show you lesson I have taught many powerful werewolves." And with that, he smashed the heel of his hand directly against Lukos' sensitive snout, about as dirty a blow as you could use when fighting a werewolf. "Power is not your fangs. Or your rage. Power is." He met Lukos' eyes and risked something. "Ambassador of your people now. Show them how a werewolf fights." And with that, again, he vanished. -
Quote, (I think) Lukos wasn't flat-footed the second time Avenger hit him, so Avenger didn't get the +2 from Sneak Attack. Result's the same either way with how you rolled, but I didn't want you to think I was gaslighting you.