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"Wait, what?" Edge was taken off-guard by the demon's words, falling back on hazy childhood memories. The City of Brass? What's he talking about? That was... The other demon smashed Mark in the face, brutally knocking him down and breaking his goggles with a sickening crunch. Mark dropped, hard, nearly clocking his head on a tombstone as he fell to the shattered ground beneath his feet.
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I spend an HP to make the one that hit me reroll. :eye2:
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Yes, let's kill things!
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When Fleur de Joie stepped out of the ficus in the main conference room, she was quickly greeted by an awe-struck Patrick Irons. "Oh, wow!" he exclaimed enthusiastically. "You're really here!" He gave her a huge smile, extending his hand to shake hers firmly. "That was so cool!" He was obviously very, very impressed with Fleur. "I love your costume," he said, "it looks really great. Did you...well, did you have a hard time getting here?" he asked with a little laugh. "I guess you don't have to worry about traffic!" - Over in the fan-art room, Derrick and Taylor found a whole assortment of works of art of various shapes and sizes. Here were hand-drawn pictures of Captain Thunder catching a falling airplane, there was a sculpture of Lady Liberty redirecting a radioactive blast from Gamma that had been about to incinerate the Atom kids. One enterprising soul had combined photomosiac software with comic book covers, producing classic images-from-images like the first picture of Centurion assembled entirely out of comic book covers, or the Liberty League made out of war bonds. It made for a very striking effeect.
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Edge slapped his hand down, touching the two already extended. "We can do this," he told the others. "Not because we're kids, not because we're superheroes. But because it has to be done."
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"Pinned down where I am," replied a voice that it took a moment to recognize as Avenger's. "Bring as many demons to you as you can. Kill them. Get the attention of the invaders. Avenger out."
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"Atlas is coming," said Avenger with surety. "Or he's busy where he is. We have to do our job. Remember. We fall down, the city falls down. So we stand up." He flexed his hands again, the screams of the city in his ears, and his voice rose to a shout . "DEMONS!" When he had their attention, he spoke, his voice ringing among the frightened people around them. "And when ye spread forth your hands, I will hide mine eyes from you: yea, when ye make many prayers, I will not hear: your hands are full of blood!" And with that, and a malevolent roar, Jack's eyes turned a malignant shade of red, his teeth lengthened into massive fangs, his hands pulling out into wicked claws. "This is MY CITY!" And with that, he sprang at the nearest demon and tore its throat out.
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Usual DC 20 Reflex/DC 25 Toughness save for all the demons. When it's my turn, anyway.
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"Burn," said Edge to the demons, as the ground beneath them began to bubble up. His power reached down through the earth beneath them, breaking open legions of pipes that still pumped with an impossible volume of holy water, a great jet of drenching liquid that came rushing up to cascade over all the demons, somehow bending around James to leave him undrenched even as it soaked and battered the rest of the monsters with massive waves of holy water.
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Reunited and It Feels So Good (IC)
Avenger Assembled replied to Avenger Assembled's topic in Bayview
Agent H never did become more than a subsidiary member of Young Freedom: Hope Rogers just wasn't ready to sign on to a super-team yet when she was already sorting through so many problems of her own. But she did stay in contact with most of the members of the team, particularly Erin, who knew so much about a world torn apart and ruled by monsters. As for Young Freedom, their voyage to Erde left them all with a lot of memories to sort through of the war-torn world they'd left behind. In the wide gulf of the multiverse, there were many kinds of heroes. -
Edge blows yet another HP (I've got what, two, now? One?) to force the bad guy Erin hit to reroll its Toughness save, taking the worst of the two rolls. He then Aids Mike's next attack upon it.
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Edge felt foul, loathsome impulses pulling at his mind, pushing them aside only through sheer force of will. I'm better than that. I'm a SUPERHERO! He concentrated on the monster Erin had just hit, focusing his gaze directly on where the tree had struck it. Come on! he thought, Surely it hit harder than that!. At the same time, he fired a shot right at the face of the...thing up there. "Here's my friend the laser blaster!" he called
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19 Init
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22 is Init. Oh, and I'm blowing the HP for Inspire now, so that it'll be in place during our first round of combat? (If you think I can do that, Cy.)
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"Hell has come to Freedom City," said Avenger laconically. He flexed his fingers, exposing his bare face to Dead Head for the first time. "Listen. I haven't been entirely open about where I come from," he explained for the benefit of Dead Head. "Whatever you see today, just trust that I'm on the side of the angels." He could hear the screaming of the crowd in his ears, in the depths of what passed for his soul. "We're the big guns today, Dead Head. While Midnight Freedom pulls the demons off the door, another team is going in to close the gate." He flexed his fingers again, his entire body inhumanely poised as he watched the demons approaching. "That means that whatever happens, we stand up and we keep that door open." "Phantom, you said the demons feed on violence and negative emotions, right? So if we want to get their attention, we need to give them what they hunger for. We need to give them pain."
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"Erin, Alex, Mike and I were there when we last saw James," said Mark, sounding considerably more subdued than usual. "We're the best ones to reach him. You in particular, Erin," he agreed, "since you know James so well." He was quiet again, subdued as he'd been for quite a while, then went on. "People...we can do this." Despite the fear in his voice, he sounded absolutely believable. "This is Freedom City. Our grandparents were here when the Nazis came. Our parents were here when the heroes stopped Hades, and the Grue, and Set the Destroyer...and some of us were here, barely, when the Centurion died." He looked at each face, his own fear dropping away as he saw his people. "We can do this. This isn't about glory for us. This is about saving the day. If no one else has anything, I think we're ready."
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10 is Init
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Mark Leeds feared no monster. Well, maybe a little...He picked up the phone just as it rang the second time. He was in full costume, a trifle ragged for having spent the night there before. His family was out of town; he'd persuaded his parents to take a quick vacation outside the city. "Y-yes?"
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Jack stared down at the city gone mad, the vision of Hell itself like every waking daymare he'd had since he'd been brought over. "I always knew I'd wind up here," he said aloud, "but I never thought it would come to me." He picked up the phone, calling Atlas and Dead Head, letting them know to rendezvous with him on Ditko Street near Riverside. "Let them think we're trying to reach Eldritch. We'll keep the weight off him, letting the Master Mage do what he can, and pull down enough weight on us that the kids can get through." When he was done with his calls, he did one last thing. Jack pulled off his hockey mask and tossed it aside. The time for wearing silly masks was over. It was time for war. "Let's go."
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15 That's not very heroic! 26 with the HP! Running awfully low on those. :(
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Mark Inspires as a full-round action, then spends an HP to surge and Aid Mike with his attack.
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"Come on," called Mark urgently, "we can do this! Careful of that acid, Wander! Everybody, let's kick some demonic butt!" He raised his arms and fired a shot from his wrist blaster at the demon holding James, aiming to distract the demon enough to let Phalanx swoop in for the kill. "We'll show these no-good-niks that we don't let demons steal our friends! If they want to go to HELL, we'll send them there the OLD-FASHIONED WAY!"
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What about a pig? Jack restrained the urge to make an unfortunate comment he'd only regret later. "Well, I'm glad we could get this far." He gave Lynn another serious, deeply probing look. "Vampires really aren't something you should mess with, Grim. If you don't know them, the only way to know if my people are trustworthy is to actually talk with them. There are monsters on the street worse than..." He thought for a minute, then shook his head. "I was going to say there are monsters worse than any human, but that's not true. The monsters are so bad because they _are_ human." He studied her carefully, then added, almost unguardedly, "My soul isn't something you need to bother worrying about. But I appreciate the fact that you do. Okay, are we square?"
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V.I.N.C.E. (PL6 NPC, Tier 2)
Avenger Assembled replied to Dr Archeville's topic in Non-Player Characters
Also, at this point a telepath could hassle him. I have no problem with that, it's kind of cool to contemplate a computer so sophisticated it can send and receive telepathic messages. Hey, he's got a soul! =D Is that something you're after? -
V.I.N.C.E. (PL6 NPC, Tier 2)
Avenger Assembled replied to Dr Archeville's topic in Non-Player Characters
So Vince can keep himself from being permanently deactivated, but he can't repair himself beyond that? That works, I suppose, but it is the saddest thing. pictures a broken Vince off in the corner, slowly typing "PLZ FIX I" with his little computer fingers