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"Thats why I'm here as well. We can't-" Rift never really finished his sentence. A teenager appeared on one of the cooling towers shouting at him. The Teen guitarist was about to respond when the sudden flash of the tunnel made The Scarab herself appear. Out of everything Rift was expecting, the scarab was well at the bottom of that list. If this was a calmer situation, he would be asking questions about what happened to the Knights of Freedom and such, but now they had a job to do. "I know quite a bit myself. I can probably lend some help as well." Rift said to both Red and Yellow clad heroines. "I think you might wanna give that guy some warning if there is something lurking inside." He added with a nod in Blitz's direction.

Rift roll for Pop Culture to recognizer The Scarab 1d20+9=28 ...and knows the whole Pop Culture block involving the scarab! :D

Rolling a notice check for Rift 1d20+9=27

Rift appeared almost suddenly, A defying note exploding not far above the power plant that was only halted by the teenagers control over sound itself. "...Nothing. Not good." He muttered as he slowly started to descend, his thoughts focused on trying to find even the faintest murmur inside the building. He stopped when hear heard a rocketing sound from behind. He spun around, guitar at the ready. He nearly panicked when he saw a power armored enemy come racing towards the plant, but relaxed. It clearly didn't look like Malice or one of the power corp flunkies. Why was he worried about that happening? He didn't know. The panic of the city was already starting to get to him. "I really hope you're here to help out." Rift said, projecting his voice towards the figure.

Rifts initiative 1d20+3=9

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Was still alive? Oook then. Warren though when Zoe reacted to the news of his death. He shrugged it off though, she probally didn't get the news as often. "Lets do this for the man himself." Warren said as he stood up, rolling his shoulders and sliding his guitar behind him. "Well, Don't see much point in standing here much longer. Lets go do this." He was just as anxious to get out there as James as far as anyone can tell. Wonder if I should mention to Eddie about the underwear thing... The though crossed his mind as he saw everyone ready to get moving.

"Wouldn't overdo it." Warren said as he reached behind him and grabbed a slightly battered jacket and slipped it on. It was techncially too hot to wear one, but he didn't want to feel too boring compared to everyone else. He grabbed a few spare guitar picks from his case and slipped them into his pocket. "Trust me, going in overdressed doesn't always work." As he talked, he listened in on the other band, trying to see how much longer they had before they were up.

Lady Winter sighed, air chilling for a moment before straightening up. "Not at the moment, there are still legal documents to handel and all that. I can easily make a place to stay for a night if I so desire, though the living are much more vocal about my habits." She finished with a glare at the Zombie next to her. "In any case, it was time I moved on and see if there is somewhere I am needed." Besides, the zombie is still giving me the creeps

13,21,29 30,24,15 12,19,28 19, 13, 20 28, 13, 11 24, 27, 22 22, 28, 22 I don't think Rift makes it past the light pistol :(

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Lady winter nodded slightly, hefting her hammer over her shoulder as water was starting to drip for the head. "I'll live. Been doing that quite well recently." She said to Wander. She then had her own indignant look aimed at Dead Head. "Trying to scare someone that can obviously freeze you is very poor choice to make. Running towards them while brandishing shovel and looking like you would attack is even poorer choice to make. Excuse me if I jump to a obvious conclusion." The Dead man did however see the Russian grow more unconformable as he talked about the dead.

....Some? Thats putting it lightly ;)

"Uh....Huh." was the only thing to come from rift after that hasty cover up. He was starting to get the feeling he might regret this part of the test. He hoped his sound barrier could hold up to what the doctor was going to throw at him. Slinging his guitar over his shoulder, he approached the spot Archevile indicated and without a though, the air started to distort around Rift into a sphere of sound. "I actually don't know doc. I mostly hang back and take care of them from a distance. This is the first time I'm actually taking a hit of some sort for the first time." His voice sounded distorted, but not enough to imped his speech. "I think the fact I'm using a guitar is leading to criminals passing me off as a minor threat...Or something, I dunno."

At first, Warren had a sneaking suspicion that he wasn't going to fit in with everyone. But after a few practice sessions, he found he worked well with Eddies little project. He was still freaked by how fast Zoe seemed to move, but that feeling was starting to fade. For today, Warren was wearing a pair of jeans and black t-shirt with Megadeth stamped on it. He still had his Gibson Explorer with him, but managed to put on a easily destroyable faceplate on it just to hide the the regular design on it. He only had one guitar after all. "Just about." Warren said as he made a few more adjustments, trying to get the tune right. Superhearing helped get the pitch perfect after all. "Yep, I'm good now man."

At this point, I would not be surprised if the Band gets signed to a record label just like that :P

Rifts performance roll to help James 1d20+17=27 Thats a +3 ....We kick everyones ass :shock:

"I'll keep that in mind." Rift replied to fulcrum with a smile just as the media were about hit them with questions. It was pretty surreal from his point of view, he never really expected this sort of fame from doing something beyond playing music. Even then he never expected to hit it that big. Well, learning experience for me then. The Teen though as he kept his arms crossed and tried to stay calm. "Rift." He said as soon as Fulcrum was about to introduce him. He made a note to make sure introductions got out of the way quickly before villains started taking police hostage next time.

"Hmmm..." Rift thought about it for a moment, trying to work out which would be better. He could easily see what could go wrong with Force Field testing, but something was always going to go wrong with any one. In the end, the Teen shrugged. "We can probally do Force Field next. So long as I come out in once piece." He said with a smile as he switched his guitar off.

"I have you know I like the cold. Though very few have the same appreciation for it as me. The Dead usually complain little about it and plants don't die unless I stay for a at least an hour or so." The Blue Russian explained, the tremble in her voice subsiding, but her hands clearly grasping the Massive Hammer she was using as a leaning post. "No. I was born looking like anyone else." Lady Winter said, managed a glare despite her shaken resolve. "How I become...this, is still a mystery to me." The last part was practically a whisper as she looked at her blue hand, a fine layer of cold mist slowly forming from the warmer weather. Anyone studying her would quickly realize she wasn't breathing beyond what she needed to say.

The dead must be mad Lady Winter concluded when Dead head just stated laughing. She took a shuddered sigh and lowered her hammer, leaning forward as the adrenalin started to wear off. "Me? I am called Lady Winter. Only just started going into this superhero business." The Russian explained, though her eyes kept drifting towards Dead Head with worry in them.

Lady Winter does the same. Hammer time if DH does anything

Lady Winter backed off, hammer still raised at the zombie. She was more than surprised when it started talking without the word "Brains" as its only word. "Bad one?! I come here to take rest after long day and you tried to eat my brains! How does that make me bad?!" She shouted, her hair tangled from panic and her English sounding broken slightly broken from the distress of being terrified by brain eating zombies.

Attempted Crushing of DH's wriggly remains! 1D20+3=13 ...Screw it, I'll go with it >_>

No! Not more of them. Lady Winters heart sank as more zombies broke free of their earthy confines. She doubted she could take all of them down. Even if her startling array of weapons could take most of them down, they would overwhelm her before that happened. She felt that all was lost... Until of course a girl who looked like she was only in her teens appeared and started cracking skulls with her staff. "Well, this evens the odds." She muttered before hefting her Hammer. She spotted the remains of the zombie she just smashed trying to reform together. <"YOU ARE NOT DOING THAT!"> She yelled as she started attacking what was left of the zombie, though in her panicked state, she was mostly hitting the ground while body parts slipped past. You shouldn't be able to do that!