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  1. Cho Paige Lee/Rampart July 1st, Some unimportant country in a civil war... It didn't matter which country it was. It didn't matter to this particular story, the final story of Cho Paige Lee and how she came to put aside this foolish hope of ever being a hero. She had spent the last months or so trying to find her teammates in the World Youth Rescue Movement, or WYRM. Alongside Racer Konchu, Magmatic and Felipe she had tracked down the other members to that country, forsaken by the rest of the world, stuck in a civil war. There Saboteur, Brainclay and Bestia Diablo awaited. In the ravaged stree
  2. Too busy. Activity down to a minimum, no idea when I'll get back.
  3. Spending a HP to shake it off. If there's anything in range, same as always; moving, attacking and taking 10 on a minion and takedown if it's doable.
  4. http://orokos.com/roll/294867 1d20+8: 18 [1d20=10]
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    The Dig

    GM "Yes, I definately expect us to meet again on the ground." Replied the alien, bowing again, before taking his leave. Certainly a lot more courtesy than the rest of them. Later that day... "What is there to say? Our people have been digging up in the badlands when they started finding the remains of advanced technology." Explained the lumpy-looking Lor, still looking as nervous as ever. "We had a rather limited access to good quality excavation tools so they had to get their hands quite dirty in digging everything out the old way. Currently most of what they dig is nearly junk, or at least s
  6. "Well, all right then." Cho said, clapping her hands, creating a small draft in the process. "If we got any lead, anything, we'll follow it it. Seems simple, doesn't it? I've been to South America before. Well okay it wasn't that much and it ended pretty messily but that place shouldn't be a problem for me. L-let's just hope we don't have to deal with an army of mutated critters."
  7. "Why would there be anything wrong with being dramatic? One should strive to be larger-than-life!" Kharag replied, as he made short work of an antibody, punching it's head off, messily. If there was one positive thing from the Communion invasion is that these antibodies allowed him to unleash a lot of pent of fury and frustration. Which was a good thing as it meant he at least wouldn't inflict such wanton violence on anything sentient and capable of feeling pain. "OBSERVE!" He shouted, thrusting his hands right through the metallic chest of antibody. Lifting the metallic creature overhead, he
  8. As always when Kharag deal with minions; move to the nearest, take 10, DC 25 and takedown any nearby.
  9. Having asked the only thing he needed to ask, Kharag had remained quiet. Of course he had high hopes for this mission, especially of getting to challenge of one those criminals in single combat and then defeating it. Ever since he had been defeated by the first Praetorian he met, which had led to his species joining the Delaztri empire, Kharag had been more than eager to find alien warriors with unusual abilities and defeat them both for glory's sake and perhaps hoping it would help him get over such humiliating defeat. There were wounds to his pride that had never healed. Still, he'd assist f
  10. I'll try to save a few points this month and the next.
  11. Time to roll some initiative! Rampart Initiative: http://orokos.com/roll/292499 1d20+2: 10 [1d20=8] Monster Initiative: http://orokos.com/roll/292505 1d20+8: 9 [1d20=1] Patriot Initiative(!!!): http://orokos.com/roll/292500 Bowman Initiative: http://orokos.com/roll/292504
  12. A glowing orange-red crackling shooting star seen across the sky, Rampart arrived on the scene and came crashing down right in front of Cerulean and Hestina, briefly creating a blinding red flash. The debris and the energy crackles quickly subsumed. "So, um...any of you two know what's going on here?" She asked as she stood up. Appearance and costume-wise, Cho hadn't really changed all that much. "Wait, nevermind, that's not a priority. That thing is" She said, realizing that it would be a rather poor move to start thinking what exactly was going on here when a monster was tearing down downtow
  13. GM The creature, the 'Alien Annhiliator' as named by the still-unseen cosmic genie Quirk, had quickly turned downtown into hell as it rampaged through the place, unstoppable. Ordinary police forces simple were no match for such a monster who could destroy buildings with a single punch. Still imperceptible to any senses, Quirk cheered upon the creature from the top of an half-collapsed building. "And a punch! And a kick! Grab the car and throw it!" He was enjoying the carnage but, even more so, couldn't wait for things to get even better. As the creature spotted the approaching superheroes, it
  14. I'll have a GM post up sometime tomorrow.
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