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Spectre The Eagle Flies Alone (3) The Pinball Wizard Strikes! (3) Ghosts and Knights (2)
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Spectre frowned when the virtual villain struck Ivy instead of her. Her banter not enough to attract Armstrongs Pawns attention? Or is he picking on the new girl? The look of concern grew when the fist connected on Knights stomach. She took a deep breath and focused. The metaphorical mask back on and smirk had formed on her face before teleporting right behind Ivy's attacker. Spectre punched through the simulations body with a fist covered in the telltale blue haze of her dimension shifting blows. "Miss me completely, you must really suck."
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Spectre gonna teleport right up to him and go for the Phase Strike on the Tin Can Roll: 28 If it hits thats a 24 Toughness check and that thing has Penetrating 9 on it.
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Max watched silently as everyone got their marching orders to Principle Summer's office. Empty desks and murmuring students surrounded her. The excitement was already started to drain away from the room as authority started to press down and crush the waves made by Eira's prank. "Wow, She really had to send half the class away?" She said to no one in particular before slumping back on her desk. She wondered if Ms. Hancock had control freak tendencies or if the school had a worse rebellious streak than her.
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Spectre looked rather nonplussed at the reaction she got out of Armstrong. That was brutal? What the hell does half this school do in these sims then? She shrugged a bit and gave Ivy a thumbs up when the remaining goons were reduced to pixels. "Nice one." She would ruminated on the Coaches favouritism later on. Max took a step back from the armoured juggernaut, a hint of worry came across when the thing rushed Ivy... And then laughter and pointing at him the moment he missed. "Oh wow. Seems like the sort of guy that would try and hit the ground and miss anyway."
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Spectre is gonna Taunt the big armoured dude. Her result is a 25. If that is enough, he is Shaken
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Slumped shoulders, a roll of the eyes and an irritated groan. "Yeah Mr Armstrong, I got it the last, like five times." Maxine replied to the booming voice from the speakers. Irritation and doubt started to creep in, but she just straightened up and nodded to Ivy. "Hello, Max." She added to her with a slight smile and a wave. With the announcement things were moving forward, Spectre started bouncing from one foot to the next. "Dunno. Could be obstacle course, fake death traps. Or-" Her observations were interrupted by the change in reality, the empty expanse of the room replaced by the facsimile of a city not unlike Freedom. And then the gun wielding mooks that came with it. "-Mook Punchin'" She crouched low in a runners stance and looked like she was about to move and then turned transparent, frozen in time. Ahead among the virtual goons the Teleporting Teen appeared just above one of them, spinning in the air to give one of them a roundhouse kick to the back of their head..
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Initiative Roll for Spectre: 18 EDIT: Guess I'm going first then. 16 to hit?
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Spectres head snapped up to the sounds above her. "&*@$!" escaped her mouth just as she felt her stomach and the cage drop into the pit below. A ghostly image of spectre hung in the air as the cage was crushed and skewered below. The Teleporting Teen appeared beside Archer, cross-legged and with a hand on her chest, gasping. "OK! Should have seen that one coming. Gets the adrenaline going at least." She leaned forward and waved to Octoman. "Might need to start with the ripping and tearing. Dunno who Retro Reject here is gonna drop next." "Guessing you have a plan too?" Spectre asked Archer, noticing the Arrow in hand.
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Spectre gets 28. She cleanly dodges them.
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Though the mass of fur was close to crushing her, the world felt a little sadder with the gargantuan dog vanishing from the scene. " Sure you'll find.." She trailed off as soon as Ben explained once again the home situation. The teleporter eventually just shrugged and with everyone dispersing she turned around and started heading for class. Along with remembering she did not have English this morning and vanishing back to her locker. Even with teleportation powers, Max was the last person to arrive to class. She claimed one of the desks in the back and dumped her books on the hard wood surface. She did not bother getting up for the pledge. There was not stirrings of patriotism in her. Her mind started to wander as bordom already starting to settle over her mind. The growling headmistress though. That got her attention and some low suppressed giggles from her. But a few seconds in she frowned. It sounded like Arch Enemy from her own phone. "OK, who is in charge of the world and why are they *@&*ing with me?" She wondered out loud. Then the mastermind announced what they have done. "Nice" She said with a smile and a lazy clap. She did briefly wonder if Eira could read minds.
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Max's Will save is 24. Something isn't right here.
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Maxine's eyes were fixed on the floor. She was not particularly interested to see whoever was gossiping about her today. A few snippets of sound were starting to penetrate through the wall of sound she had build herself. Was that barking? There was little time to dwell when crystals began to erupt from the floor around her. She yanked her hoodie and headphones down long enough to now finally hear the commotion around her. Also the giant of a dog barrelling towards her without a care in the world. On reflex her whole body developed the same ethereal blue haze that let her sidestep the whole world. Then the mass of hair and barking... Stopped. It took a few seconds for her to process what had happened, from the mass of students pursuing him, to the dog's owner to the sudden appearance of the school faculty showing up. She let out a long breath she had unknowingly held and faded back into solid reality. "OK... Not what I was expecting to see today..."
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@Ari That sounds fine to me.
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"So all over the place? Figures it wouldn't be easy." Spectre grumbled. "He'll be predictable at least. Really wants to stay on brand." She looked over at Archer. Spectre teleported around the back of the cage and held onto the bars as they went down the corridor. If there were any surprise traps, she was confident she could get out of the way in time. By the time it had reached the room Spectre had wrapped her arm around one of the bars in an attempt to not tire out her hands from gripping the cold steel. The hooded girl ported over to the top of one of the empty cages suspended high above. "Hey guys. We're here to bust you out." The teen scanned the other cages and their occupants. "This everyone or did he move the others to someplace else?"
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Despite how how soon it was to the first class in the day, Max did not seem to be in a rush. English books were taken out of the locker, Math books were shoved to the side with disdain and the rest of the books inside were beaten back before collapsing into the hallway before slamming the door shut. Relaxing a little , the teenage teleporter put her headphones on and started blaring something that only passing students could faintly hear. With everything prepared, she started walking roughly to where class was gonna start. The sounds of harsh vocals and guitars wailing drowned out the world. It also drowned out the sounds of barking and pure anarchy rushing up behind her.
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Spectre steadied herself as the cage started to shake and sway under the impotent rage of the Pinball wizard. The smile and repressed smile told everyone present how she felt about the whole thing. "Looks like someones tilted." She quipped before diving through the bars and into the tunnel proper. A perfect three point landing later her form began to properly solidify. "We didn't cheat, Your game just sucks." The eerie echo in her voice faded as she fully settled back into this dimension. She spun around and faced the rest of the team, along with the unfortunate hostage of this villain. "So, where do you think he's keeping the rest of them?"
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More of a worldbuilding thing than an actual build question. What does an alien race of vampires feed on?
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The faint sounds coming from the floor pierced through the aching pain in Spectres head and she leaped away from the wave of metallic spikes jutting out of the ground. It quickly started to become a dance to avoid being impaled while moving the prisoner along, something she could not do that while intangible to the world. Frantically looking around, her attention was drawn to the cage and the frantic flailing of a shapeshifting Octoman. "Look, I know I just sprung you but..." She shrugged and pushed the terrified captive into Bens waiting tentacles. Her form became surrounded by the blue haze and she leaped through the bars. "Hurry up, don't wanna give the jerk the pleasure of seeing you skewered right?" Her voice echoed, as though she was speaking from the other side of a thick pane of glass.
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Making rolls: 22 makes it. (Forgot to factor in penalty with roll. She also Makes the Notice roll with a 25.
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Spectre is gonna keep trying to attack the ghosts. Unfortunately I dunno if a 15 will hit and I don't think I'll reroll that just in case I need those hero points later on.
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Spectre stepped back shook her hands as the glow faded from them and the last bar fell to the ground. Each individual finger tingled like the sensation of pins and needles. She tried to not look at Octoman as his form went back to normal, the flesh contortions sending a mild shiver down her spine. "Got enough arrows to keep that up Archer?" She asked while helping the captive out of the cage. "Eh, don't worry. Knowing my luck we should be back at the food court in no tiiIIEEE!" The conversation was cut off as the floor shook. Caught by surprise, she stumbled backwards before falling and landing on her back. There was a brief flash of blue and Spectre was back on her feet as though nothing happened. "Wow. Petty much?" She mumbled, rubbing the back of her head and feeling a dull ache from where she landed.
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Spectre: 3 IC = 1PP The Pinball Wizard Strikes! (3)
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@RocketLord Oh sorry, I thought I had to wait for an IC post from you since I failed. Will get to it now.
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Spectre making rolls Reflex Save: 11 Acrobatics check: 16. She has fallen on the ground Good thing she has Instant Up
