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Freedom City Guidebook

Freedom City PBP: A How-To Guide



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  1. To clarify there: It's a Fort save.
  2. Okay, so interpose this round as need, in fact just assume I am going to do that.. Asad is using Nullify on the bad squid leader. And really every baddie within 55 ft of him, and he will move to make sure to encompass the leader.
  3. "Corinne Conrad. Claremont Senior, hear for the tour." She was curt to Security, lingering near the back, but she wasn't really doing anything negative. Yet. She didn't want to rock the boat, she might see something amazing. But she wasn't a hero. She told herself. Over and over. And over. A mantra. Her normally ebullient self mitigated by her surrounding, and the most recent talking to by Summers, who had impressed that her antics where unwanted, most of the time. So here she was, the artist stuck on a science trip. While one might view her powers in a lens that let her manipulate matter around her in a scientific way, she simply did. What she wanted in the end product happened. Then alerts, and she lifted her head, brows knitted together. "No. Something's wrong."
  4. Tou: 1d20+10 24 She takes a bruise. And attacks WL Attack: 1d20+10 21 So that's a miss EVERYONE GET'S AN HP! Ren pops back up, and attacks Thursday. Attack: 1d20+10 13 Miss Six Shooter will start working on freeing himself
  5. The Obscure effect was cancelled Black Mamba grabbed a woman and went through the window, which allowed the gas to be blown out. Red Death is up active. the one baddie female, Ren is on the ground. Six Shooter has entered the gallery but was snared by Salvo the crowd is all gasping and gagging, under the effect of the Nauseate. 29 White Lioness 1 HP 24 Ren Bruised 20 Red Death 14 SixShooter - Snared 13 Black Mamba 0 HP 12 Lady Liberty 1HP 11 Salvo 4 HP 8 Ahkona 7 Ms. Thursday 2HP Has Corinne
  6. Right, he thought before the door closed, this is going to be a- And then the guns were raised, and head squid glowed red, in obvious hostility. On cue, and I don't need to speak the language for that! With Sarge surging at the lead, Asad turned to face the remainder, and he drew in his power, shaping into into a ball within his core, as the water immediately around him hit it's triple point, boiling, solidifying, and liquefying at a rapid pace around his body. Then he just let it out, and the blast wave surged out, hammering the chamber, but missing his allies. It was pure force, an explosion. "C'mon guys! We really wanted to just talk! Sea Devil, it's official, they're jerks, I am punching them out of the ocean."
  7. Doing his Burst Damage, Selective, so everyone within 200 feet who aren't Shark, Asad, or Sea Devil gets a DC 20 Ref Save Then a DC 25 Tough
  8. Yanno, I am gonna give it to you as the stuff is dissipating. So it will cancel both Nauseate and Obscure.
  9. @Cubismo She cannot, but can make a search check to try and locate her Thursday also has a hold of Corinne. She certainly can use her her super breath with out issue, though this would effectively be a Nullify. So it would be a power check.
  10. "Nice to meet you Tyler." She smiled, brightly, that billion watt expression that came easy, her head tilting to the side, as her hands rested on her hips, doing the superhero pose unconsciously. She rocked on her feet, bouncing up onto the balls of her feet as she looked at them. Her brows furrowed a bit as she took the exchange between Judy and Tyler, and then she noticed the horns. She mouthed an 'oh', and ducked her head, before stepping aside to let that happen. Sure she'd chime in on things all the time, however it was rather she had much to add to something like this, being not religious, and not directly involved. Sure she could tease Ash, but really what? Invite her somewhere private to toke up? Veronica didn't seem inclined to do it. Anyway, she'd tag along to be friendly.
  11. The expected outburst didn't come from her. Which, might have been a first, as her fingers dug through the dirt, but then this was effort. It was hard to keep up on your anger over this when you were trying to focus on something else. Like repairing structures. Or pulling the birch away from the building, ripping it apart as she did so, dissolving, dissipating it as it's mass fell away in geometric chucks. "If we can get people who are hurt together in the light that'd be helpful..." They're just patterns to fix. Right? Right... just patterns. All just patterns to adjust. She knew Pan was hurt, having been slapped around by the birch, but she didn't notice all the damage accrued The big stuff, that was easy, the little stuff was more taxing. Devil being in the details. Or in this case more taxing for her, and her vision narrowed in scope, making a tunnel to the task.
  12. @Tarrakhash If you wanna do something with Ahkona. OTHERWISE: @Cubismo Thursday has the puck.
  13. Reflex: 1d20+10 17 He has Evasion, but failed the roll.
  14. "I am right here!" Corinne cried out, in exasperation, as she brushed back her short blonde hair, as she pushed her hood back, looming over the others easily, rolling her eyes at Nicole's tone more than the words. She heard it enough, what with all the new kids that filtered into here when they, like her, got exposed, or demonstrated powers, or whatever brought them out. So it seemed every time there was a social interaction Nicole sniped at her. She knew she was responding when the driver shifted. But... Corinne opened her mouth like she was going to say something, then she just rolled her eyes, and crossed her arms across her chest, as she moved towards the others, idly kicking at the ground and toeing at the ground with her right leg. "Right. Hello. Hello..." She let her voice trail off in a question as she looked at Tyler.
  15. Notice: 1d20+8 20 Nope
  16. She didn't stop eating, she managed to wolf and swallow down the food to get words out. "This is the sustenance of my people, tacquerias!" she clapped and laughed joyously. Zenith was like a filter, where the color was cranked to just oversaturation, as was her gusto. She wasn't calm. She was like that tempestuous effect of her powers that danced around her. She was a storm given roughly human form. "Tamarind." It was sweet, a little tangy, a little fruity, and a color similar to cola. She waited until he grabbed up his bottle and she clinked the necks of the glass together. "Prost!" Then she threw her head back, and started to guzzle at her drink. Needing not just to drink it, but to just ravenously devour it for the whole experience.
  17. "Psh." Came Zenith's response, her dead level stare back into Summers saying 'I protect her better than you do anyway.' The faculty knew that Corinne might be strong, but she was a helluva lot stronger as Zenith. Though the former's recalcitrance to adhere to their structures became downright surly obstinance under a wreathe of fire-like hair. Still, she latched her gaze to Micah, however it ended with a roll, "Shut up Flyover Country. I am sure that the Headmistress will need your bootlicking to clean her shoes now. But, excuse me soldier boy, I gotta do a special effects extravaganza." Then came the skips, one-and, into the air, two-and, a little higher, three-and, came the leap, and the violent spinning, as light built up across her axis. When she landed the light exploded outward, her forcefield pushing out, twisting like a tumultuous tempest. Sure, she was erratic compared to Nicole. Probably unstable. But her power... It started to reshape, reinforce, restructure, and restore the damage. Seamless, like she was resetting the clock to the point where the things weren't harmed. It crackled, lashed about and moved around them like wildfire whirlwind, though alive. Zenith loved it. Loved every moment, as it twisted down and ripped apart the debris, and bits that were dangerous after she fixed things. She rose to her feat and conducted it like a symphony. It was sublime.
  18. @Zeitgeist Blue Salvos up, so Zeit YEET
  19. A couple things: If you don't have Drawbacks, you don't need them as a line. We prefer a summary line at the end of sheet covering each sections costs. Ex: Abilities + Combat + Skills + Feats + Powers - Drawbacks (if you have them) = PP Total. The powers will need Descriptors. So a Source/Origin Descriptor and an Effect Descriptor, where possible. These are how things interact with them for stuff like Immunity, Nullify, Drain, Boost, etc,.
  20. Asad had never been third wheel in a situation like this. Sure, elsewhere, or he had made someone else the third wheel. This, this was novel. It, of course, made it more irritating, though it did let him continue the play. The angle he never quite tired of. Of course he may have played a card he didn't intend, and the aliens might view him as a threat. He followed after, glowing, because of the energy he had taken in, given he moved fairly fast, even underwater, he moved to take point and eat any attack that might be aimed at them. Or just him. He really didn't like dealing with non-humanoids, he had a hard time figuring them out.
  21. Corinne didn't care. As this wasn't a goal for her, and as she got closer to graduation the more jaded she became, especially after the Krampus incident. She wasn't going to sullen, considering she was seeing things she hadn't before... but... Her mind was made up, and barring something catastrophic nothing was going to change her mind. Still a semi-secret nonpublic facility in the middle of desert gave her all sorts of vibes, so despite her 'not caring,' and no matter how often she repeated the mantra, this was an event. She was just going to doggedly not admit it. She had her arm cross over her midsection, plodding along. Wearing her nominal bucket hat, a printed t-shirt from some old pop culture reference (a la Jack Burton from Big Trouble in Little China), under her studded leather jacket, with a flannel tied around her waist, a pair of black leggings, and some hiking boots. At the threat of the storm she moved one arm and summoned her power around her, that scattering light shimmered for a moment, as she summoned her forcefield, just in case stuff started to get real before she made it into the building.
  22. There was a scattering effect as intervening space changed, and Zenith burst out of thin air with a string of curses, and a streak of her brilliant multi-colored corona of hair behind her. She caught herself with one hand on the ground and help guide herself into a roll, ending up, on her feet, before wheeling and looking back into space she had erupted from. The glowing teen wore her 'normal' outfit, of a hooded long sleeve romper version of the Claremont uniform, with a lighted, swirling pattern, and a matching pair of kickpads and light shoes that let me move easily. Well... one of her normal outfits. "Huh. Guess I am out of bounds. Welp, f*** it, I lost. Tag out!" And with that, her knees buckled, and she dropped down to them, before her torso fell back, and she folded out onto the ground in another burst of that scattering digital-like white fire, reverting her to her more normal seeming form. "Do you have to do that!?" Corinne cried out to her alter-ego, before she shifted her weight, to bring her legs up, and then snap back to her feet with a kip-up. "... Murder on the knees..." the tall blonde groused, as she swatted and brushed her fingers at herself to clear the dirt from the abrupt transition.
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