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This Oswald is younger and from a world where steam power and magic are about equally developed. Office of Arcanum Obscura is dedicated to rediscovery of lost traditions and such and ensuring compatability with "modern" technology. He's Just been snatched from his post grad celebration
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ic If you meet yourself on the road... [Open]
Exaccus replied to Tiffany Korta's topic in Else Ifs and What Worlds
Oswald groaned in discomfort, his hand moving to shield his eyes from the omnidirectional brightness that surrounded him, his head was still fuzzy from the red wine and his eyes dry and itchy as he tried to make sense of his predicament. the graduation party hadn't gotten that out of hand had it? not a great first impression for his new line of work at the Office of Arcanum Obscura to be certain. "H...hello?" he called out into the stark bleakness "Alister? Lorn? are you there?" -
Sense motive to see if theres anything strange about anyones body language. 1d20+8=11
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"Right, that sounds good to me." facs said as he rose from his seat and with a roll of his neck "lets avoid being heavy handed if we can yeah?" he adressed the group aloud "Im sure we've got enough talents between us to get through that door one way or another." there really wasn't much else to say all things considered, or so he thought anyway, there was some unspoken animosity between certain members of the group, he'd felt it since the completion of their impromptu audition but such things tended to explode or snap back when pressed. Perhaps it was best he simply trusted their abilities to remain impartial and not let it cloud their minds and dictate their actions. "More to being a hero than just beating up badguys, or so i've been told; Nows a good time for us to get a handle on the other stuff."
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initiative! 1d20+0=5
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Venomax felt a thin smirk come to his face even as the bullets wizzed around him, even as one bit into his arm, it was a small mercy his suit was made of toughend polymer and balistic weave, keeping the damage to a minimum of grazing and bruising. he clenched his fists and in doing so emptied the prepared tanks into the air around him, a thin silvery white cloud pouring around him and dispersing through the air in whispy tendrils that creeped out through the ranks of the assembled punks "Aww, i was even standing still for you and only one guy got a shot on me? are you even yakuza or just this loosers Eunuchs?" he snickered half joking as his venom did its work, all there was to do now was wait and see what would happen. "This may not be as much fun as I thought." he sighed mockingly "oh well, Ill make the most of you."
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Tou Save! 1d20+10=19 ooo its oooon letse have some fun! Lets drop a spidercloud! (a Kumo no Kumo in japanese!) DC20 Relfex save for half, DC20/15 Fort save Vs Paralyze! (slowed if failed, Paralyzed if failed by 5 or more!)
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"Well count me in then i guess." facsimile relented with a sigh as he rolled his head and shoulders, he was feeling better now all things considered "Its not as easy as punching villains but i guess it is for the over all good of this world and its people, probably for your mom too...though she probably won't like it." mental link ups had become difficult for him with the recent development of his absorbtion powers, he could feel the flow of information flowing into his mind like water from a tap, he had to purposefully pick out the telepathic messages from the sea of noise and of course, strain to constrain his information influx to himself to avoid flooding the network with static, for now he opted against using it. "Names facsimile, those of you whom ive not had the pleasure of working with before now, my powers are to absorb stuff, energy to bolster my strength and physical condition, information from the stuff around me straight into the brainmeat ,Physical and mystical Properties of stuff i touch, general matter to regenerate myself, though that last one takes a lot of concentration, not a middle of the fight thing." he figured that was a fair summary of everything. "I come with a morphic molecule meteor hammer." he added after a moment of thought. "Fair warning though, my powers are a little burnt out after a big brawl with some villains in southside i might not be at 100%."
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Yeah, this whole thing smells like an inspection day they saw commin' a mile away dreadnought threw out onto synapses mental network as he poured over his printout about what was planned to happen after they landed, all fairly standard fair he assumed, a greeting, a tour, a private meeting and then an inspection thingie mabobie where they trapsed around looking for things that were askew or out of place, he'd be pacing if he didn't cause the plane to jostle with every motion he made and upsetting people so it was probably for the best he just stayed as still and quiet as possible till they landed. that said, It could just be paranoia, lets not go givin' talos an excuse to retaliate against hostile foreign powers, yeh? his eyes settled on Eira and her somewhat obvious troubled mind, he couldn't resist calling out to her. "hey kid, you holding up ok?"
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Im Up for having facsimile join the wrecking crew with glamazon, lets smash stuff for fun and justice!
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Facsimile listened witha stoic impression as he took everything in that had been said and exchanged, smirking to himself when the Xiaolin had proclaimed herself stronger than all present and that their AI would keep them captive even if they did try anything, it amused him that someone could feel that way whilst trying to reach out for help. then she started crying, wow. "Now I'm not saying I won't help but i need more to go off ya see?" he explained as he leaned back in his chair "I mean like, prime directive stuff you know? Do i have a right to interfer in the affairs of a whole alternate earth kinda?" he balthered a little unsure of his words even as he spoke them he just rubbed his forehead a little. "what exactly did you want us to do?" he asked "Provide an unsolvable problem and force your mom and -slash- or the people of this world to realise everyone has limits?" he asked hazily. "I don't wanna wind up screwing over your entire world is the thing."
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ok! thanks @Grumblefloof Ill put the edit in now for the next round. So for Oz Can the sample allocation for clock work key be changed to Clockwork Key Super Movement 2("Cosmic key"; Magic, Dimensional; DImensional 2 (mystic dimensions) Extras: Portal PFs: Progression (10x10ft portal) Alternate power 1)[10pp] AE: Transform 1 (Locked locks into unlocked locks, and vice versa; Extras: Duration [Continuous, Lasting]; Flaws: Range [Touch]; Feats: Progression [Mass] 4 [25 lbs.], Subtle) [9PP/9PP] And making the changes suggested to Transmuting the transmundane! AE: Transform 14 ("Transmuting the transmundane"; Thaumaturgic transmutation; 6/rank [anything to anything], Transforms: 25,000 lbs.; Extras: Duration [Continuous, Lasting); Flaws: Action [Full], Distracting, Range [Touch]; PFs: Extended Reach [5 ft.], Progression Mass 3 (250,000 lbs) [60/60pp] or if transform anything to anything is infact disallowed please alter it to this! AE: Transform 14 ("Transmuting the transmundane"; Thaumaturgic transmutation; 5/rank [Matter to Matter], Transforms: 25,000 lbs.; Extras: Duration [Continuous, Lasting), Contagious; Flaws: Action [Full], Distracting, Range [Touch]; PFs: Extended Reach [5 ft.], Progression Mass 3 (250,000 lbs) [60/60pp] ontop of that can i swap the ritualist feat for the artificer feat? ment to put that in with the arcane reliquary
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"Looks like we're taking the long way huh?" She said with a sigh of resignation once she'd finished taking in the scene of devestation before her; that said she was getting more social interaction from this day alone than she'd get in a week working her old job on Europa farming those immense isopods and algae. "Nice planet you got here." she commented as she moved through the rooms with spaceman examining every piece of debris with scrutiny before brushing it aside, crushing it to dust in her grasp or stepping around it. "Bit Rustic but i find it charming; Very Nostalgic, Big fan of your club sandwitches." she wasn't great at small talk but hey it was just being honest and finding common ground right? she'd been about to continue her tirade when the loud crack in the distance rang out before her, it was a strange sound, loud and sharp and yet echoing it made her skin crawl a little in discomfort even though she didn't know why or even what the sound was "What was that?" she whispered to spaceman as she tensed a little.
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Venomax Smirked to himself and mumbled "daddies little princess huh? your dad buy those bikes or did they come packaged with your friends here? heh!" his hands moved with slow and deliberate precision as he rotated his gauntlets into the correct settings for what he intended to do. "You pretty new at this visonary?" he asked "these guys are yakuza." he said "well they're supposed to be, not really keeping to their code of honour here, stealing from the common man." he said gesturing to the damage they'd caused. "you wanna try talking to them be my guest." he said gesturing to the crowd as he rolled his head. "Ill jump in if things get nasty."
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Ill set my arrays to Paralysis witht the cloud area added on and ready my action to drop it if things kick off. give the visionary a chance to work his charms if he wants!
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Initiative! 1d20+2=19
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Doktor'd! But that AE: Transform 14 ("Transmuting the transmundane"; Thaumaturgic transmutation; 6/rank [anything to anything], Transforms: 25,000 lbs.; Extras: Duration [Continuous, Lasting); Flaws: Action [Full], Distracting, Range [Touch]; PFs: Extended Reach [5 ft.], Innate, Precise, Reversible) [60/60pp] has got to go, as we do not allow PCs to have that level of Transform. Also, please be sure to use our preferred formatting. Oz has a few errors i missed! missing selective and stationary feats from Conjured Objects Heres a updated version to paste in! AE: Create Object 12 ("Conjure Objects"; Thaumaton Constructs Max Size: 12x 1000' cubes, DC 22; Extras: Duration (continuous), Movable (Radius: 60 ft., Strength: 60, Force: 51.2 tons); Pfs: Innate, Precise, Progression, Object Size 7, Subtle (subtle) Selective, Stationary)[60/60pp] Also the clockwork key preset is overcosted but its a quick fix! Clockwork Key Super Movement 2("Cosmic key"; Magic, Dimensional; DImensional 2 (mystic dimensions) Extras: Portal PFs: Alternate power 2)[10pp] AE: Transform 1 ("Unlock" Transforms Locked locks to unlocked locks 1lbs Flaws: Range (touch) Extras: Duration (continous)){3/8pp} AE: Transform 1 ("Lock" Transforms Unlocked locks to Locked locks 1lbs Flaws: Range (touch) Extras: Duration (continous)){3/8pp}
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Doktor'd! I'd like to get venomax a new power! Damage 2("Caustic venom overcoat"; Mutation, Chemical(Poison/Acid); Extras: duration 2 (sustained), Aura)[8pp] Please replace toad toxins with this power if its agreeable! AE: Emotion control 10 ("Tree Frog Toxins"; Chemical, Psychoactive compounds Extras: Alternate save (Fortitude), Contagious, Secondary effect Flaws: Range (ranged) also gotta add that appearance I keep forgetting. Appearance Vernon is a tall and wirey young man with sharp features, brown eyes look out from beneath thin and elegant eyebrows, his short black hair features a prominent widows peak the Venomax costume consists of a purple bodysuit with a cool blue visor; a green line design accents the undersuit running down the sides and black polymer armour is layered on top, his applicator gauntlets are made from the same material featuring six prominentin chamber's on each not disimilar to that of a revolver or a rotary grenade launcher, are the pipes that pump his secretions into the devices inner workings to create the wide variety of concoctions he makes regular use of.
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Ah Visionary was here too? Good to see the forum at the diner had stirred folks up into being more proactive than ever. He seemed to have more of a way with words than Vernon did at least so he opted to reign in his agression a little to see if the gang could be swayed by reason. Part of him hoped it would work but the rest of him knew better. Emerald city had been quiet for too long, gangs and crooks were far too deeply entrenched to be disuaded by the presence of heroes alone. Part of him enjoyed the thought of getting to instil that aprehension in the here and now. "You talk too much." Came venomax''s curt reply "get to fighting so I can start dismantling you and your back up dancers; I have other places to be."
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Venomax Daddy issues Facsimile Broken Mirror Jovian Two Suns in the Sunset Dreadnought Future Shock Special edition! If you meet yourself on the road (posts to Oz please!)
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"I'm not seeing a good way to get down." She confessed as her eye darted around in its socket before settling again on spaceman. "I'll get moving the debris in that stairwell, lemme know if you have a better idea though!" And with that she was gone, a blur of even faster motion this time as she ran back and forth removing hundreds of pounds of rock with each trip, slowing down only to move larger chunks of concrete and twisted steel. Once a municipal servant always a municipal servant she guessed.
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Right oh, going full speed and quickness if that makes a difference!
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Well it wasn't quite high noon but it sure felt like it was a showdown to Vernon as he walked down the street towards the oncoming horde of bikers. Stopping a good distance away from them he gave a sharp whistle to ensure they saw him amidst their destructive rampage. Reaching for the shoulder of his brown trench coat and ripping the entire thing away to reveal his costume beneath, hands sliding down into the open ports of tyw applicator gauntlets hung around his waist and cleanly pulling them free of their hooks as he brought them back up in fluid grace born from practise before the (mercifully self healing) tattered tan material could hit the side walk. There were probably a lot of snappy one liners he could've gone with, maybe something cowboy related, that had been a pretty strong theme but none if them ocured to him as he stood there, black plastic and purple body suit glistening in the light poised like a scorpion prepared to strike. Probably best he left that kind of thing to the other heroes anyway.
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Im happy to lend a hand searching! 1d20+0 = 8 alas.
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"Now now, being kidnapped is a pretty good reason to assume hostile action." facsimile spoke up "just cause we're not in torture devices doesn't mean we're in friendly territory at all, just that they can't get what they want out of us that way for better or worse." he sighed as he slipped into the chair turning to address the young woman whom just entered the room. "So Lets get this underway, Im facsimile, Freedom league auxilary member." he gestured to himself "whom are you and where is this?" there was other questions to be ask and be asked but that would do for now, if nothing else it would buy him time to shake off the strange nausea that had hit him if things did turn sour. like Why does your air have some sort of uncanny valley effect on it and what are you hiding outside these walls that you don't want us to see...or are you hiding us from someone or some thing.