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-The loud, heart-stopping sounds of an explosion and shattering glass along with the accompanying shock strike around the cities without warning. Within moments, a strange cloud of silvery mist blankets the surrounding area. Just as panic and flight are about to take hold, the cloud begins to swirl without any evident prompting from the wind. It whips itself into a cyclonic mass, discharging what appear to be bolts of bluish lightning both within itself and outward around its immediate vicinity. Both blast and bolts subside and begin to dissipate before anyone can arrive on the scene, leaving the dead and injured as the most immediate concern. The scene is filled with fleeing, panicked crowds and hopelessly jammed roads. The bridges connecting the city have collapsed. Sister cities orphaned from one another- Island View Emerald City, WashingtonSaturday, August 26, 20196:00 PM North Emerald, the Gem of the Columbia, in many ways the city could be a throwback to the past. Built around its rather sizeable military presence, North Emerald had all the comforts of a medium size town, with none of the flash of its Southern neighbor. Even the presence of Archetech West didn't take away from uneventful presence that the city. It was the second day of Sound and Fury, Emerald City's annual 3 day music festival. A migrating Festival that always started in Bridge Point and ended in Island View. The air was entirely harmonious. And then the Storm struck. Bolts attacking overhead with a furor not seen since the the Columbus Day Storm of 1962. Even then this was nothing like the storm. The military was quick to send out soldiers to act as support for emergency responders. But, there were so many emergencies. It was hard to picture anyone making their way to the farmland in Island View. The locals had come together, many taking shelter at predetermined locations. But looters, fires, and a very violent pack of feral hogs moving in a dedicated trail towards the center of Island View were the current norm. Island View was not only the birthplace of Emerald City. It was also home to the city's Native American Cultural Center. The local hip hop stars the LongBowz, were aiming to headline the closing of the festival tomorrow at the very same cultural center. That was until they were spotted being forcefully dragged inside the museum through the local television stations before the feed cut off. North Emerald was in a state of chaos.

OOC thread for this, featuring @NineOfSpades's Meridian and @RocketLord's Justice! Time to fight a robot!

May 27, 2019, 12.47PM, a lovely warm late spring day Emerald City, Oregon, waterfront, annual MarsTech Science Fair "Wow, Meridian! Amazing! If you hadn't stopped those robot ninjas, my MarsTech Olympus-class air-scrubber would be in the hands of evil! Our ozone and oxygen are safe yet again!" Max Mars, standing beaming like a happy child while surrounded by smashed bits of cyclopic glossy-black robots dressed like ancient stage hands, seemed for once even smaller than his five feet next to the towering heroine. His curly red hair, peppered with grey, had caught plenty of the debris from the magnificently-staged mock-combat, and his lovely deep-blue suit and bearded face had caught a full blast of smoke from an all-too real electrical fire, but the grin on his face wasn't damaged or dimmed in the least. The West Coast's favorite source of super-science had been urging for something like this ever since meeting Sophie Powers, and evidently it had lived up to all his dreams at once. The rest of the dock had been cleared and meticulously calculated to allow for the fight to happen without causing any real harm, while the stands stood close enough to the action to let the Emerald City munchkins feel the vicarious thrills. The platform Max and Meridian stood on was two-level, letting the real point of the show make an imposing backdrop-a monolithic black wall marked out with the red planet logo of MarsTech-keep up a presence. The Olympus was some kind of greenhouse gas-condenser, and had been busily proving its worth since its unveiling. By processes Max had been very happy to explain, but which relatively few people understood, it had been drawing carbon and other heat-trapping airborne substances from the air and converting them into other, less harmful solid forms. To hear Max talk, one could be forgiven for thinking the entire ecological crisis was solved for all time. Emerald's favorite son swept a hand to the crowd "A big hand, everybody, for Meridian, today's greatest hero!" The request wasn't necessary, since Emerald citizens weren't yet jaded enough to not be amazed by the sight of people punching robots in front of them, but it did get a standing ovation going! The only less-than-enthralled response was from the Emerald City South Girl Scouts box, in which several hundred uniformed girls busily scribbled notes onto tablets or inspected fragments of metal that blown their way, the wall of uniformed older women around them clapping politely but with veryobvious skepticism. By tradition, the Emerald City North Girl Scouts box was as far from the South's as reasonably possible, and was resolutely and coolly silent. The flying news-drones swept closer, circling to capture the moment, their human counterparts chatting with the MarsTech company reps and snapping photos. Except for the skinny, greasy woman in the grey 50's suit and 'PRESS'-carded trilby who'd been politely put behind the security line after trying to reach the stage and ask questions. She just scribbled and glared from time to time.

OOC for this. @Heritage: Here you go

GM May 6th, 2019 4:30 PM SIlberman's Northwest, Emerald City Just another day at Silberman's Northwest! Peace and quiet, with a good number of patrons visiting the store. They were spread pretty evenly around the floors, and all in all. It wasn't a busy day, by any means. Things were rather slow, but there were a constant buzz of talking and questions being asked. Outside the weather was cloudy. Not completely dark, but enough to block out the sun, and according to the weather report, it could begin to rain at any time. A man hurried into the store, carrying a rather large book. It was easily 16 inches tall, and almost as wide. It was thick. Like a phonebook. The cover was old and worn. It had once been black, but it was now greying, and the title all but impossible to make out. The man was bald, with a black, greying goatee. He wore round, thick glasses. You could almost believe he couldn't see through them. His jeans were torn at the knees, his grey sweater had probably seen better days. "Excuse me!" he loudly announced, holding up the book. "Where is the owner! I have a great find to show him! The find of the decade!"

OOC for this. @Tiff

GM Bethlehem Heights, March 14th, 9:30 PM Bethlehem Heights might not be a rich area, or one where the police routinely patrolled, but it was still home to many. And in the last few weeks, there had been a rash of so far unexplained disappearances. The disappearances seemed focused on the undesirables of society: The homeless, the drunks, the addicts. The people of the street. Not enough to make city hall care enough to send the police for more than routine attempts at searching for the missing people. People were warned to stay off the streets in Bethlehem Heights during the night, but otherwise, little effort was put into finding the missing people, or even finding out what was going on. If anyone were to solve the mystery, it seemed that the heroes of Emerald City would have to step up. And as a man's scream cut through the night in Bethlehem Heights, they might soon get their chance.

GM March 5th, Around Lunchtime And around Lunchtime, Marjorie Doors was most productive. For those dear readers who do not know Marjorie Doors, she was some kind of administrator in the Freedom City University, and a busy little body she was too (although not so little). Marjorie Doors lived alone and loved cats. And loved snooping and gossiping even more. Now, Ms Doors was not productive for most of the day. At least in a conventional sense. She was extremely productive at looking productive without actually being productive (a lamentably common position in most organisations). But around lunchtime she did her favourite productive thing which was offer out cookies to the students in return for gossip. "Would you believe it!" she told Robin, offering her a double choccy woccy chockity chock cookie with a side helping of choco-choc fudge sauce. (Yes indeed, Ms. Doors liked chocolate as well as cats. It would be a simple thing to get her on your side by simply offering her a chocolate cat). "Anna Armstrong! Poor thing! She had a seizure. In hospital now! They say she got sick whilst working for Neutron Industries! All sorts of nasty, they are...terrible safety record. The lawyers are pouncing around, trying to get her to litigate. So she should, I think! Disgusting place, Neutron Industries. I bet they have immigrants working there!" Ms. Doors didn't like immigrants. Immigrant cats might have been acceptable, but only just. Anna Armstrong was a PhD student in nuclear physics. A tall, lanky blonde girl of twenty two who was pretty smart. Robin vaguely knew her - a determined, intelligent woman who was generally well liked. She had gone to do some work for Neutron Industries, and came back quite sick.

GM Dec 5th 2018 Emerald City University Majorie Doors, the administrator of ECU was a pleasant enough middle lady in person. But, when it came to gossip, she was political. And when it came to politics, she was a gossip. A slightly sour lady with a big mouth, she had a rather firm attitude to immigrants, and was most pleased to let everyone know how noble and correct her firm attitude was. And today, she was most keen to complian to Ms. Robin Langley. Again. "Its disgaceful, you know!" she complained. "They are setting up a new immigration asylum centre in the Northern suburbs. The suburbs! Pff. Can you imagine the poor honest hard working people there!" she hissed, sure that everybody shared her view, because her view was surely common sense! "The crime, apparently, is through the roof!" she explained. "They should not have built the roof at all!" she added, pleased with her pun. "Housing all those Mexicans there, in one building! A breeding ground from criminals and crime!" At this point, every sentence simply had to have an exclamation mark. Perhaps even every word. "I! Will! Not! Stand! For! It!" she said indignantly. "Jack Jackson, the reporter, is doing a special on the crime there tonight. And I will join the protesters! No wonder people have tried to sabotage the building!"

OOC for this

GM Emerald City, 4 PM, November 28th Magh'kee had been busy. Her work as a welder, working beneath the waves on Emerald City's new wave-power generator seemed to be a never ending one. Always something to do, always something to put together. She was not alone under the water, despite her clear advantages. A security measure, it had been called. At least two under the water, at least one, preferably two, above. All for safety reasons. Working under the water was not exactly a safe job for a regular human, after all. Her coworker, one Matthew Stone, had been acting unusual all shift. He had always been twitchy, but cautious. Not the hardest worker, but he had done his part, even if he complained all the while. Today, he had been working like a man possessed. No extra breaks, no complaints. Working in silence, working hard. And then, suddenly, while they were alone under water, started thrashing about, before he stopped all together. Even under the water, Magh'kee could hear his scream. Pain, fear. Across the city, at University Hill, Robin Lynne Langley had left work, hurrying to catch the bus, when she heard a scream, not entirely unlike what Magh'kee had heard under the water, though without the water buffering the sound. It was clear, almost inhuman. Everyone turned to look at a ragged-looking homeless man, standing in the middle of the road. He fell, thrashing about violently, and then stopped moving, as cars swerved to avoid him.

OOC thread for this thread. Justice gets in touch with her spiritual side. @RocketLord Initiative, please. Using the Warrior Demon from the Core Rules to represent the Monster. Taking 10 on its roll, for 11.

GM October 31st, 2018, 6.45PM University Hill, Emerald City, Oregon, USA The Halloween party had barely started, and it was already over. All around a young woman streamed university students, faculty, and staff of the God House, flavor of the year for Emerald City University's trend-chasing contingent. Screaming in inhuman fury, something in a horse-headed suit of armor kicked over a lovely gilded reproduction of some Madonna, trampling and smashing its way through altar tables, shrines of menus and wall-fountains as it swung now-bloodied fists, gnarled and bigger around than the young woman's head. Its wails and howls were nearly drowned out by the shouts, directions, shrieks and crying of its prey, the terrified Munchkins only barely keeping the presence of mind to avoid trampling each other thanks to regular earthquake and volcano drills had since kindergarten. The horse head turned to the woman, seeing in her the only meaningful challenge to be found, and charged.

GM Emerald City, Bethlehem Heights, Nov 1st It so happened that Halloween had been the night before, and trick - or - treating had been treatin' and a trickin' half the night and longer. And in the midst of such festivity, it appeared that many pockets had been picked, many wallets gone missing, and many valuables gone astray. Yes, it appeared that in this poor area of the city, everyone and their uncle twice removed had been a victim of some no-good theivin! This included a certain Marjory Doors, administrator at the university, who complained in most bitter tones to all and sunry about the loss of her mothers wedding ring that she had around her neck until last night. And it so happened that one of those persons she complained to was a Ms. Robin Lunne Langley. "Oh, what I would give for some Justice around this city!" she lamented! Maybe Ms. Robin Lunne Langley was just the right person to speak to, if one wanted Justice!

Guidebook Interview Reputation Table HellQ Origin Vignette: Birth of Justice Theme Music Eros Unlimited Profile Vignettes - Justice vs. Injustice - Meet Miss Step

Justice Power Level: 11 (153/164PP) Unspent Power Points: 11 Trade-Offs: Justice Armor [+3ATK / -3DC (Justice Shot), -2ATK / +2DC (Justice Kick)], Stealth Armor [+3ATK / -3DC (Justice Shot), +2DEF / -2TOU], Blaster Armor [+2ATK, -2DC (Justice Shot)] ; No Defensive In Brief: Genius tokusatsu fangirl making her dreams come true. Catchphrase: Time for justice! Theme: The Moment - Miracle of Sound ft. Karliene Alternate Identity: Robin Lynne Langley (Secret) Birthplace: Emerald City Residence: University Hill, Emerald City Base of Operations: University Hill, Emerald City Occupation: PhD Student at Emerald City University, Tech Support Affiliations: None Family: Anna (mother), Lucas (father), Lucas Jr. (2 years older brother), Mark (20 years younger brother), Dottie (paternal grandmother) Description: Age: 23 (DoB: 1997 [April 1st]) Gender: Female Ethnicity: Caucasian Height: 5'5'' Weight: 125 lbs. Eyes: Green Hair:Dark brown Robin is slender, her body honed by years of gymnastics. Her dark brown hair reaches her shoulders and is almost always worn loose. She has green eyes and wears glasses. She will usually dress casually, preferring t-shirts with prints or logos of cartoon characters, dragons and so on. As Justice, Robin tends wear casual clothes, her Justice Driver belt and a red domino mask to hide her identity. She will often combine this with a hoodie when trying to go incognito, while still being in costume. She will usually pull her hair into a pony tail. Activating the Justice driver causes her armor to appear: A dark red suit with purple-pink power lines running up the arms and down the legs from the belt buckle of the Justice Driver belt, with grey metal plating on the chest and shoulders. Her arms and legs are wrapped in dark grey and purple armor, with similar armor plating as the chest area. Her helmet has silver armor plating on the side and two small antenna on top, and a silver armor plate over her mouth, with large purple-pink one-way lenses over her eyes. Robin has also added red scarf in a brighter color to the rest of the armor. History: Robin Lynne Langley has lived in Emerald City her entire life, always wondering why she lived in the one city that didn't seem to have any super heroes at all. Still, she loved heroes of all kinds, and if she couldn't find them by staring up at the sky, she would find them in comics and on the screen. When he older brother Lucas Jr. introduced her to the world of Japanese Tokusatsu, she was sold, even going as far as starting gymnastics due to her inspiration. Growing up, she kept her dream of really seeing heroes alive, Robin eventually decided that one day, she would be a hero. Eventually enrolling at Emerald City University, she sought out any class, course or knowledge that could help her in her goal, ending up with a rather varied curriculum, only broadening her knowledge of science in particular. She was only emboldened by the appearance of the Emerald Spider. Finally, using a combination of her own funds and components made available at the university, Robin created the first version of her Justice Driver and Justice Buster, setting out into Emerald City to become a hero. Personality & Motivation: Robin is a dreamer. Anything is possible if you have the will and make your own means. Intellectually gifted and curious, she will pursue anything that strikes her fancy. A great fan of super heroes, she has been disappointed at the lack of any prominent heroes in Emerald City, which is part of her reason for deciding to become a hero herself. The other part is her great love of Japanese Tokusatsu shows, which has inspired the technology she uses. She is idealistic, usually willing to give almost anyone the benefit of doubt, but can be surprisingly ruthless in combat. Powers & Tactics: Robin will usually try and talk her opponent into surrendering at first. Otherwise, she will engage using her Justice Buster and any other gadgets she has managed to bring along. She will usually do her best to keep her distance rather than get involved in melee combat, unless she has brought gadgets designed for such an occassion. Robin will usually use her full acrobatic abilities to keep mobile. Power Descriptions: Robin posses no innate powers. All her abilities come from gymnastic skills or technology she created herself. At the moment, Robin's main inventions are the Justice Buster and the Justice Driver. The one exception to the rule is Robin's grandmother's amulet, which lets her open portals to Z-Space, and works as a power source for the Justice Driver. The Justice Buster is a slightly over sized gun, but not too large to be fired one handed. It fires bursts of kinetic energy rather than any kind of bullets. The Justice Driver is Robin's prized invention. She can cause a lightweight body armor to appear from the belt, hiding her identity, either by the voice command "Henshin" or by a code entered with her fingerprint on a special program on her phone. Robin has enhanced her design to improve her combat capabilities and flexibility, using the magic power from her grandmother's amulet as a power source for the armor. By opening portals to Z-Space, Robin is able to exchange parts of her armor by remote control, altering her capabilities. She currently has 3 armor configurations: The balanced Justice Armor, the heavily armored and powerful Blaster Armor that improves the power of the Justice Buster and the Stealth Armor, useful for infiltration. Robin has added an utility belt to the Justice Driver, letting her bring a large assortment of gadgets into the field. Complications: Fangirl: Robin is a big fan of super heroes. Meeting a famous hero can give her pause, or at worst go into complete fangirl mode. Secret Identity: Robin tries to keep her identity as Justice a secret. So far, only her grandmother Dottie knows. Family: Robin's family is generally unaware of her activities as Justice, but can all be used against her if a villain were to find out. Motormouth: Robin likes to talk. A lot. She can just keep going if she wants to, and doesn't always know when to not explain something. Superhero 101: For all her good intentions, Robin is rather new to the game, and a lot of her understanding of super heroics comes from movies and tv shows. Not all of this knowledge will necessarily translate to real life. WIP: Robin's Justice Driver is very much a work in progress. It has been known to malfunction in different ways, such as not providing the power it is supposed to. Lack of Funds: Robin isn't exactly poor, but building and maintaining her gadgets takes quite a bit of her resources. Friend In Need: If given a situation where she can stop a villain or save someone, Robin will always try to save another person first, even if it might not be the smartest action. Abilities: 0 + 4 + 4 + 10 + 4 + 4 = 26PP Strength: 10 (+0) / 14 (+2) [w. Justice Armor Form] Dexterity: 14 (+2) Constitution: 14 (+2) / 18 (+4) [w. Justice Driver] Intelligence: 20 (+5) Wisdom: 14 (+2) Charisma: 14 (+2) Combat: 8 + 8 = 16PP Initiative: +2 / +6 (+4 Improved Initiative from Justice Driver) Attack: +4 Base, See below for breakdown Defense: +4 Base, See below for breakdown Grapple: +4, Justice Armor [+6 (+4 Base Attack, +2 Strength)] Knockback: -2 (TOU 4/2), Justice [-5 (TOU 10/2)], Stealth [-4(TOU 8/2)], Blaster [-11(10 Impervious - TOU 2/2)] Armored Combat Breakdown: Armor Melee Ranged Buster Defense Flat Footed Normal ID +4 +7 +9 +8 +2 Justice Armor +8 +13 +15 +10 +3 Stealth Armor +4 +13 +15 +12 +3 Blaster Armor +4 +7 +9 +8 +2 Saving Throws: 3 + 6 + 6 = 15PP Toughness: +4 (+2 Con, +2 Defensive Roll) (Normal ID) Justice Armor [+10 (+4 Con, +2 Defensive Roll, +4 Protection)] Stealth Armor [+8 (+4 Con, +2 Defensive Roll, +2 Protection)] Blaster Armor [+12 (+4 Con, +2 Defensive Roll, +6 Protection)] Fortitude: +5 (+2 Con, +3) / +10 (+4 Con, +6) [w. Justice Driver] Reflex: +8 (+2 Dex, +6) / +10 (+2 Dex, +8) [w. Justice Driver] Will: +8 (+2 Wis, +6) Skills: 96R = 24PP Acrobatics 6 (+8) Bluff 6 (+8) Computers 6 (+11) Concentration 6 (+8) Craft [Electronics]Skill Mastery 7 (+12) Craft [Mechanical]Skill Mastery 7 (+12) Diplomacy 6 (+8) Disable Device 6 (+11) Drive 4 (+6) Gather Information 6 (+8) Investigate 3 (+6) Knowledge [Physical Sciences]Skill Mastery 7 (+12) Knowledge [Popular Culture] 4 (+9) Knowledge [Technology]Skill Mastery 7 (+12) Notice 6 (+8) Search 3 (+8) Sense Motive 6 (+8) Feats: 18PP Attack Focus [Ranged] 3 Attack Specialization [Justice Buster] 1 Defensive Roll 1 Dodge Focus 4 Eidetic Memory Equipment 4 Improvised Tools Inventor Skill Mastery (Craft [Electronics], Craft [Mechanical], Knowledge [Physical Sciences], Knowledge [Technology]) Uncanny Dodge [Auditory] Enhanced Feats Improved Initiative Equipment: 4PP = 20EP The Law Rider (Vehicle; Motorcycle) [10EP] The AnneX (Headquarters; Abandoned Outpost in Z-Space) [10EP] Powers: 5 + 6 + 38 + 8 = 57PP Device 1 ("Grandmother's Amulet"; 5PP Container; Flaws: Easy-To-Lose, Feats: Restricted 2 [Only you can use]) [5PP] (Magic) Super-Movement 1 ("Z-Space Portal"; Options: Dimensional Movement [To and From Z-Space], Extras: Portal (+2), Feats: Progression [Portal Size] 1) [5PP] (Dimensional, Magic, Z-Space) (Up to 10ft x 10ft portal) Device 2 (Justice Buster; 10 PP Container; Flaws: Easy-To-Lose) [6PP] (Invention, Technology) Blast 5 (Justice Shot) [10PP] (Kinetic) Device 9 ("Justice Driver"; 45PP Container; Flaws: Hard-To-Lose; Feats: Restricted 2 [Only you can use];) [38PP] (Invention, Technology) Armor Change Array 17 (34PP Array, Feats: Alternate Power 2, Drawback: Action [Move]) [35PP] (Z-Space) BP: Alternate Form 6.8 ("Justice Armor"; 34PP Alternate Form) {34/34PP} Damage 10 ("Justice Kick"; Feats: Knockback, Mighty) [12PP] (Bludgeoning Damage Type) Enhanced Feats 2 (Attack Focus [Ranged]+2) [2PP] Enhanced Stats 4 (Strength+4) [4PP] Enhanced Trait 8 (Attack Bonus+4) [8PP] Enhanced Trait 4 (Defense Bonus+2) [4PP] Protection 4 [4PP] AP: Alternate Form 6.8 ("Stealth Armor"; 34PP Alternate Form) {34/34PP} Concealment 6 ("Stealth Field"; Options: All Visual, All Auditory) [12PP] (Technology) Enhanced Blast 0 ("Silenced Justice Shot"; Stacks with Justice Shot; Feats: Subtle 2) [2PP] Enhanced Feats 8 (Attack Focus [Ranged] 6, Dodge Focus 2) [8PP] Enhanced Trait 4 (Defense Bonus+2) [4PP] Protection 2 [2PP] Super-Movement 3 (Trackless, Wall-Crawling 2) [6PP] AP: Alternate Form 6.8 ("Blaster Armor"; 20PP Alternate Form) {34/34PP} Blast Array 7 (14PP Array, Feats: Alternate Power 1) [15PP] BP: Enhanced Blast 6 ("Enhanced Justice Shot"; Stacks with Justice Shot to Blast 11; Feats: Homing, Incurable) {14/14PP} (Impact Damage Type) AP: Obscure 7 ("Smoke Grenade"; Options: Visual Obscure; Extras: Independent) {14/14PP} (Smoke) Impervious Toughness 10 [10PP] Leaping 3 ("Jump Jets") [3PP] Protection 6 [6PP] Enhanced Feats 1 (Improved Initiative) [1PP] Enhanced Stats 4 (Constitution+4) [4PP] Enhanced Traits 5 (Fortitude Save+3, Reflex Save+2) [5PP] Gadgets 1 ("Utility Belt"; 5PP Variable Power, Any Power, Multiple Powers At Once; Extras: Action [Move] Duration [Continuous]; Flaws: Hard-To-Lose) [8PP] (Invention, Technology) Sample powers Drawbacks: (-3) = -3PP Normal Identity (Major, Uncommon; Free action to activate, Normal ID has no access to Justice Driver or Justice Buster; Requires Utility belt to activate) [-3PP] DC Block Name Armor Range Save Effect Attack Bonus Unarmed All Touch DC15 TOU (staged) Damage +6 Unarmed Justice Touch DC17 TOU (staged) Damage +8 Justice Shot Justice, Stealth 50 ft. DC20 TOU (staged) Damage +15 Justice Shot Blaster 50 ft. DC20 TOU (staged) Damage +9 Enh. Justice Shot Blaster 110 ft. DC26 TOU (staged) Damage +9 Justice Kick Justice Touch DC27 TOU (staged) Damage +8 Totals: Abilities (26) + Combat (16) + Saving Throws (15) + Skills (24) + Feats (18) + Powers (57) - Drawbacks (-3) = 153/164 Power Points