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  1. GM You don't know the time. You don't remember the date. You don't know where you are. You feel cold. Your eyes open, and you find yourself in a bed that you know is not your own. You appear to be in a hospital, with an IV drip connected from the back of the wrist on your left arm to a clear back that hangs by the side of the bed. You're sure that you're not dreaming. You are alone. The room is small, quadratic. Your bed is squashed up against the corner so you can see the door over the foot of the bed. The walls are light, grey. Monotone. Boring. The door is a slightly darker grey, barely standing out, if not for the handle and a small window that lets you see another door outside your room. There is a window on the wall opposite of your bed, with bars over it. It is closed. A single chair stands next to the bed. It seems to be made of a shiny metal. Aluminium, maybe. You don't remember how you got here. Were you in an accident? Did something happen? And realization slowly begins to set in. You are alone. And you are not dreaming.
  2. GM 3PM, August 28th, 2020 Silberman's Northwest, Emerald City Silberman's Northwest was a nice place, even if it was very different from the original Silberman's back in Freedom City. Gretchen McDaniels, otherwise known as the Shrike, was, of course, retired. She had left Freedom for Emerald to get out of the hero life, but some times, you just couldn't. She had met Robin Lynne Langley on a few occasions. She had become a regular at Silberman's Northwest, and about a year before, she and Gretchen had shared an adventure into a magic book that was some knock off of the Wizard of Oz. They had managed to escape, and they had kicked ass and taken names, but even as they learned each others secret identities, Robin had respected Gretchen's choice to not be a hero anymore. Of course, things were different now, and Emerald needed all the heroes they could get...
  3. GM 11:30 PM February 12th, 2021 Jadetown, Emerald City The Night of the Chinese New Year Celebrations It was an evening of celebration in the streets of Jadetown, and on this evening, even the Takazumi-gumi seemed to be at ease, content to simply celebrate. It was the year of the metal ox. Some saw that as a sign, the year that the Steel Shogun would rise even further. Others simply enjoyed the festivities. Anyone and everyone in the city were welcome, at least for now. Perhaps the party, a smell of the supernatural at play, or something else entirely, would bring heroes to this night. While a parade made their way through the streets, a group of Takazumi-gumi that were defintely not in a party mood, led by a young man, led a young woman through the streets of the city...
  4. OOC for the IC. https://www.freedomplaybypost.com/topic/13063-fate-of-the-serpent/
  5. The Undercity, Emerald City, Washington Sunday, May 17, 2020 07:38:21PM @Kaede Kimura The Red Summer's resident magic specialist smokes a cigarette as he watches Mixnus and Nixnus lug the bars of gold from the deck of the PT boat down to its cabin. Blonde, sporting an obnoxious Hawaiian shirt, and eyes half-hidden by the rim of his glasses and the darkness there is no mistaking the naked greed and slightly slack-jawed awe as he intently follows the gargoyle twins carry their newly gained wealth. It had been nearly half an hour of continuous back and forth trips from the gargoyles, and only a small pile of gold bars lies in neat stacks on the sewer floor, when Alaynah goes up to you. She smacks her pack of cigarettes and offers one up to you. "Gotta tell you, should have asked for more." She chuckles slightly then shakes her head, obviously in a good mood. "Tell me, you can create all this wealth so why're you here chasing after a murderer knee-high in sewer water?" *** A few more minutes pass before Zach, holding a hand-held radio, waves at Alaynah. "Boss, the package's coming." Alaynah nods at the comment and turns to you, her one good eye hard, all business now. "We'll keep this simple. We all get on my ship and when we're in the middle of the river, nowhere for him to run to, and then you take him and leave. Then me and my crew gets out of dodge, never to show our faces in this city again." She motions for the gargoyles to finish their work with a "Hurry up." "Oh, and I almost forgot," she turns back to you. She raises two fingers. "There's another one coming with Advay, some P.I. in-the-know and packing magic. Goes by the name of Christopher Daye of Blackstaff Investigations. He's yours to handle and, uh, your pet if it comes to that." *** @Spacefurry At long last your trip is nearing an end. You can see the metaphorical and literal light at the end of the tunnel as you guide Advay down the sewers, the professor's boxes of personal belongings and research bobbing up and down as they trail the both of you in the air. "I-is that it?" Advay asks as your flashlight gleams against a PT boat's hull. "I must say, I can't wait to finally sleep somewhere that isn't a cramped, dusty cave always with one eye open. It takes a lot out of a person, you know." Your flashlight quickly beams over the whole of the PT boat and its light is joined by several other flashlights from the crew of the boat. A dark-haired woman with an eyepatch, who looks to be the leader, walks forward to meet you. A bespectacled man in an obnoxious Hawaiian shirt watches from the deck, smoking a cigarette. Then two gargoyles emerge from the boat's cabin, matching and glowing runes on their foreheads. They move to a a couple of gold bricks lying on the sewer floor and haul it back into the PT cabin. Lastly, a woman in armor atop a clockwork pony made of bronze and brass. "Cristopher Dayes?" The woman with the eyepatch greets you with a smile and an offered cigarette. "Advay Upal? Welcome to The Red Summer . We're your ticket out of here." She gestures at her PT Boat. "None of us want to be inside a sewer for longer than we have to. So get on board."
  6. OOC for this. @Heritage @Cubismo I'll let you know once the initial setup is over and Justice and Shrike goes looking for Ultra Girl.
  7. GM Tea Time, Around 4PM, May 15th, 2020 All Across Emerald City Hello, hello, all my new friends! I am the White Rabbit. The man on the screen looked smart, in his long tailed jacket. The jacket was black, with a red and white pattern on the lapel, with the red on each side looking suspiciously like half of a heart. He wore an off-white vest under it, with a white dress shirt and a neatly tied dark red tie. On his head, a black bowler hat, with a pair of white rabbit ears under it, pointing down. His hair was short and blonde, but he sported some impressive sideburns. The man looked so happy, a wide smile on his lips, as he looked down at a golden pocket watch in his hand. To most, he probably looked like a slightly deranged kids' show host. Some saw him on their television, where he had suddenly appeared. Some heard him on the radio. For others still, his image had suddenly appeared on the screen of their smart phones. Anything connected to the public air waves, he was there. Oh my, would you look at the time? It is tea time! The very best time of the day! And oh, what a party we will have! So come, my friends! Come, and let us have tea! Join us, my friends and I, and come for tea! We even have cake! He threw his head back, laughing quickly at himself, before turning back to the screen. My old friends are out there already, y'know. Go and find them, they will tell you what to do. They'll show you how to really get the party started! Now, hurry up! After all, you're late, you're late, for a very important date. All across Emerald City, the effect was instant: Anarchy. As they were drawn into the White Rabbit's power, the citizens of Emerald City took to the streets. Even to those that escaped the madness of the mind, the city seemed to take on a brand new life. Everything was changing, twisting and turning. A cartoony world of wonder, with giant flowers, playing cards and more, spreading all across Emerald. It was almost enough to make one go mad. A fairy tale wonderland, spreading out across the city streets, as the White Rabbit's new friends began to spread into shops, stores, homes, banks, government offices and more. A group of heroes were among the unaffected. Whether by chance or design, they had escaped the White Rabbit's friendship. It wouldn't take long for them to notice that the greatest concentration of White Rabbit's friends seemed to be centered near the Yellow Brick Row shopping district...
  8. OOC for this. @EternalPhoenix @Dr Archeville @Growth Spurt @Tiffany Korta Your opening post could describe how you avoided being affected by the initial outburst of friendship from the White Rabbit. You might not have heard him, you might have passed a Will save, you might have broken free of his control, I'm good with most choices. The effect from radios, tvs and phones are based on audio. Can't hear it, can't be affected by it. Doesn't mean you'll be immune if you go up against White Rabbit in person, though! You'll find some way of discovering the large concentration of affected people near Yellow Brick Row, and then we'll go from there. You might spot the others there, or you might not. Up to you.
  9. GM Outside a barn in Island View, Emerald City 9PM, May 8th 2020 Charles Charlemagne was not exactly a well known name around Emerald City magic community, but yet, Blackstaff had heard about him. A man that seemed to care for magical creatures, even if his own magic power seemed non-existant, Charlemagne lived in an always moving mansion. Its door would appear on the side of random buildings around the city. If he wanted to be found, he would be. If not? You should count on your luck. Blackstaff had found a note on the desk at his office. An invitation, to the Charlemagne Mansion, and a location. An offer for a job. By now, Blackstaff had found his way to the side of a barn in Island View. I held a simple wooden door, yet one that was entirely out of place in this location. And he was not alone. Oz had received word that Charles Charlemagne wanted to see him. Last time they had met, he had aided Charlemagne in stopping would-be monster poaches. It seemed that Charlemagne had been suitably impressed to reach out to him again.
  10. OOC for this. @Exaccus @Spacefurry
  11. GM 3PM, August 25th, 2020 University Hill, Emerald City Naomi might not have expected that Elliot would ever take her up on the offer to talk or help with the issues at his school, but months after their meeting, she had received a simple text message: Things are getting worse at the school. I need your help. Meet me at the Starbucks to the South of the University Hill Campus. The Starbucks was busy. People talking all around. A lot of people that Naomi recognized from the university, some that she shared classes with, others that she had only see. It wasn't completely crowded, but there was enough people around that it would be difficult for anyone to cause a scene of any kind without being noticed. She would soon see Elliot, sitting by himself by a table, fending off a guy that asked if he could sit.
  12. Bastion Beetle Power Level: 12 (Built as PL10) (180/180PP) Unspent Power Points: 0 Trade-Offs: -4 Attack / +4 Damage, -4 Defense / +4 Toughness In Brief: A mysterious beetle creature found wandering in the woodlands outside of the emerald cities proper Catchphrase: Bzzzzzzt *Click click* Theme: Durability - Tribes of Neurot Alternate Identity: None Birthplace: Emerald City Residence: Emerald City Woodlands Base of Operations: Emerald City Occupation: Mysterious Beetle friend Affiliations: Emerald City Family: Description: Age: 3 Months Apparent Age: Adult Gender: None Ethnicity: Genetically Engineered Life form (Insectus Invictus Rex) Height: 10ft Weight: 1600 lbs Eyes: Green Hair: N/A Standing at a solid 10ft tall and built to battle and endure, Bastion beetle appears like a chimeric cross of several different species of insects such as a thick opalescent black carapace and the horn formation of an atlas beetle with the fore-horn of a Japanese rhinoceros beetle and the powerful pincers of a Giant Stag Beetle with the thick Elytron of an ironclad beetle and the Powerful wings of a Hercules beetle beneath them. Layered over a stocky humanoid form with thick fiberous muscle tissue at the joints to allow greater flexibility. History: There have been recent reports of seeing a towering humanoid figure clad in black armour and bearing all manner of jagged natural weapons wandering around in the woods outside of emerald city, many are passing it off as a particularly clumsy member of the cryptid clans those in the know with the cryptid clans know that it is not counted among their numbers, Personality & Motivation: Being relatively new to the world Bastion beetle is relatively curious about his surroundings, though he is not particularly aggressive he enjoys his solitude and maintains a small territorial area within the woods, opting to stridulate menacingly at those whom trespass from outside their view if possible particularly having a problem with creatures of comparative size to himself, he leaves smaller mammals, avians and his insectoid kin to their business. Powers & Tactics: If forced into conflict he will opt to hold his ground and attempt to wrestle his foes into submission as his instincts dictate, blessed with the greatest strengths of some of the worlds most remarkable insects as well as an enhanced capacity of intellectual deduction and reasoning he is surprisingly capable of complex tactical decisions and actions Power Descriptions: all of Bastion beetle's powers are based upon the various physiological traits of the beetles he was engineered from, the amazingly tough carapace of the ironclad beetle, the great strength of the taurus beetle and so forth, only his enhanced capacity for intelligent thought stands out. Complications: Bug out: Despite his enhanced intelligence and formidable superhuman physiology bastion beetle is still very much a instinctual creature and as such is prone to knee jerk reactions such as violently attacking or fleeing from percived threats that may not actually pose danger to him. Posing up a storm: Still unused to the verbal communications used by most humanoid lifeforms bastion is far more likely to communicate through body language, namely in the form of assuming somewhat exaggerated poses to communicate thoughts and feelings about a situation, this can be both humorous and threatening to people unfamiliar with him and his odd behavior as well as making it considerably harder for him to lie about things to those who are familiar with the behaviours of insects. Ugly bug brawl: Due to his monstrous appearance bastion has found that he causes great distress in some humans to the point that they actually attack him (with an Aerosol of ineffectual concentration named "raid") This has created an association of being attacked when someone comments on his appearance and can lead to him becoming deeply distressed and extremely jumpy in these situations due to the numerous failed attempts on his life resulting from it. Abilities: 14 + 4 + 14 + 14 + 4 + (-2) = 48PP Strength: 24 (+7) / 38 (+14) Dexterity: 14 (+2) Constitution: 24 (+7) / 30 (+10) Intelligence: 24 (+7) Wisdom: 14 (+2) Charisma: 8 (-1) Combat: 12 + 8 = 20PP Initiative: +2 (+2 Dex) Attack: +6 Base, +6 Melee, +6 Ranged Defense: +6 (+4 Base, +3 Dodge Focus, -1 Large Size), +2 Flat-Footed Grapple: +25/+30 Knockback: -16 Saving Throws: 0 + 8 + 8 = 16PP Toughness: +14 (+10 Con, +4 Protection) Fortitude: +10 (+10 Con, +0) Reflex: +10 (+2 Dex, +8) Will: +10 (+2 Wis, +8) Skills: 32R = 8PP Craft [Chemical] 3 (+10) Investigate 3 (+10) Knowledge [Life Sciences] 3 (+10) Knowldge [Physical Sciences] 3 (+10) Knowledge [Tactics] 8 (+15) Notice 6 (+8) Sense Motive 6 (+8) Feats: 14PP Beginner's Luck Improved Grab Jack-of-All-Trades Luck 3 Master Plan 2 Move-by Action Power Attack Skill Mastery (Knowledge [Tactics], Notice, Sense Motive, Investigate) Stunning Attack Take-down Attack Ultimate Effort [Strength Checks] Powers: 16 + 13 + 3 + 4 + 6 + 10 + 14 + 12 = 78PP Beetle Beatdowns Array 7 (14PP Array; Feats: Alternate Power 2) [16PP] (Martial arts) BP: Autofire Strength 14 (Beetle Barrage) Add (Extras: Autofire) to Unarmed {14/14PP} (Martial arts) AP: Drain 10 (Kabuto Crush; Drains Any single Trait: physical descriptor 2pp a rank Extras: Affects Objects; Flaws Requires Grapple, Action [Full action] Feats: Slow Fade 4 (1 hour)) {14/14PP} (Martial arts) AP: Secondary Effect Strength 14(Reverberating Strike) Add (Extras: Secondary Effect) to Unarmed {14/14PP} (Martial arts; Vibration) Growth 4 (Beetle Bulk; Extras: Duration [Continuous]; Flaws: Permanent PFs: Innate) (+8 Strength, +4 Con, +1 Size) [13PP] (Biological, genetic modification) Flight 2 (Clumsy Flier; Drawbacks: Power Loss [Wings]) [3PP] (Biological; Wings) Protection 4 (Hardened Shell) [4PP] (Biological, Chitin) Enhanced Constitution 6 (Hyper Efficient Physiology) [6PP] (Biological) Impervious Toughness 10 (Iron Clad Beetle Shell) [10PP] (Biological, Modified atomic latice) Enhanced Strength 14 (Scarab Might) [14PP] (Biological) Super-Strength 5 (Taurus Beetle Strength; Feats: Shockwave, Super-Breath) (+25 Strength, Heavy load: 153.6 tons) [12PP] (Biological) Drawbacks: (-0) + (-0) = -0PP DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC 29 Toughness Damage Kabuto Crush Touch (grapple) DC20 Fortitude Drain (phys scores only) Totals: Abilities (48) + Combat (20) + Saving Throws (16) + Skills (8) + Feats (14) + Powers (78) - Drawbacks (0) = 180/180 Power Points
  13. GM Jadetown, Emerald City April 12th, 2020 1:00 PM If anyone in Jadetown celebrated Easter, those plans had long since been abandoned. A gang of young man had roamed the streets for weeks now. They caused trouble, assaulted and robbed the citizens, and every attempt to get the police to intervene had met in failure. Clearly, someone was protecting the gang. Most of the citizens of Jadetown had accepted the trouble and the almost daily attacks, but one, a young man named Gai, had not. He had run for the streets, and somehow, he had gotten the attention of two heroes: Venomax and Visionary. He had begged each for help, to come and stop the gang, to do what the police would not. Maybe they had listened, maybe they hadn't. Time would tell. Now, the gang was roaring through the streets once more. Twelve ultra modern, high powered bikes tearing through the streets, the riders shouting as they knocked down anyone or anything in their way.
  14. OOC for this. @Growth Spurt, @Exaccus
  15. GM Emerald City Saturday, May 16, 2020 10:54:2APM "How are you liking Emerald City, Miss Adrianna?" Vicente Cruz sat beside your dining table, a folder full of official papers laid unopened on your table. You had heard a knock on the door and when you opened it, he had introduced himself and his partner, Daria Bell, as officials from the government agency handling your refugee status. He had flashed his badge and asked that you let him inside. "We heard about the commotion you caused a few days ago. Nothing too serious? Everything turn out alright?" Daria piped up from behind Vicente. She began to count with her fingers. "No one hospitalized? No charges for assault or disturbing the peace or--" Vicente, his eyebrows twitching in what you assume to be irritation, motions for her to stop. "That's enough, Daria." Then he returns his gaze to you. "But why we are here is somewhat because of that... incident, Miss Adrianna." From out of the folder he draws a document and slides it towards you, a primer of Emerald City University's Cryptozoology program. It boasts its curriculum and faculty, including among them some of the country's leading Sasquatch experts. "As you might know," Vicente continues after you finish reading. "Emerald City has a bit of a reputation for, how would you say it, weirdness? There's an undercurrent of the hidden and the odd in the city and its surroundings, even if most people could go about their lives not really seeing anything explicit to validate their beliefs." He gestures, palm up, at you. "You yourself is a prime example. A refugee from a world where dreams are made real, and who can dream up monsters and creatures from nightmares and fairy tales." "Oh, don't string her along, Vicente. Just say what you need to say to the poor girl." Vicente, for his part, ignores his partner's comments and continues as if she had said nothing. "So perhaps you would like to be part of a community made of beings like yourself? The flotsam of space or other dimensions. Humanity can never really understand us. They see us as a phenomenon to study, or bedtime stories to frighten. Sometimes, they hunt us, believing us a threat even when we have called this Emerald City home longer than any of them. Longer than this country even." Over his shoulder, Daria is beaming at you. "We're extending you an invitation. What do you say?" Daria says and this time Vicente is nodding thoughtfully. Then visibly his features begin to change, melting back into flesh that slowly turns a bright orange. Soon, his face is blank save for solid white eyes and a mouth, which opens as he speaks. "Don't be alarmed, Miss Adrianna. I just wanted to show you who I really am." He slides his hand, orange like his face, forward as if to reassure you. "Like you, this isn't the dimension where I was born. And even then I was from another planet in the galaxy, not that Earth."
  16. OOC for this, @Kaede Kimura.
  17. Justice 8PM, March 19th, 2020 University Hill, Emerald City It was late, sure, but could have been later. At least Robin could come and go, it wasn't like students didn't keep odd hours, right? Nobody would mind if she showed up in the middle of the night, and it was only evening, so, it wasn't a big issue. Not that she had been hanging around as much as usual lately, not since figuring out how to get to the AnneX, at least... So, Salvo wanted to check the place where she used to work on her stuff. Figure out how Mars had managed to grab hold of Robin's tech. It made sense, and two pairs of eyes were better than one, anyway. So, after setting things up, Robin was now standing outside the entrance to the building on the campus that held the workshop, 3D printers and whatever else that she had used to use. Compared to her fully costumed look, she had dressed down considerably. A pair of jeans, a blue and white t-shirt with the Captain Thunder logo, an open dark red jacket, and, of course, her mask. She didn't know Salvo that well yet, after all... and who knew who else was gonna show up? Robin stood a bit to the side, away from the entrance to the building, at the spot they had agreed to meet around 8. She fought the urge to look at her watch. Not that Salvo was late, but Robin really wanted to get this over with.
  18. GM 3PM, March 4th, 2020 The Riverfront District It was perhaps appropriate that Sunburn, Dinostroyer and Metamind had been brought back to the Riverfront district that they had attacked. Their trial had, despite the overwhelming evidence, lasted a few weeks now. It was not much of an argument of guilt, it was more a question of how bad, and how to punish someone that didn't seem to exist. As it turned out, it seemed that Sunburn's claim that that the trio was from another world had been true. Or, at the very least, they had been good at hiding any trace of themselves. Now, a verdict had been reached. Property damage, mind control, but thankfully, no fatalities, and mostly minor injuries. The Upstarts were to be sent to an A.E.G.I.S. holding facility closer to Freedom City, far from Emerald City. Super villains were not something that happened in Emerald City, after all, so they had no way of keeping them. As the group was loaded into individual trucks, they were still wearing the power dampening equipment created by MarsTech. Dinostroyer wore heavy chains, Metamind had been outfitted with a helmet and Sunburn was inside a large tank filled with a strange fluid, with a breathing apparatus around her mouth and nose. She looked even more pissed off than the rest. The trucks didn't far before they simply stopped. The drivers got out, any guards simply left... and then the first shots were fired towards the prison transports. Emerald City was not a city of villains, and it seemed that being a villain here came with its own consequences.
  19. GM Lakeside, Emerald City 3PM, May 11th 2020 Lakeside was normally peaceful. No Takazumi-gumi or Malakov Mafiya, it was not the place where one would expect much trouble. Especially not on a day where the rain was simply pouring down. All day long, the rain had been falling. And yet, trouble was afoot. A monster was running rampant through the streets of Lakeside! A great beast had caused trouble, assaulting an innocent man, and now, Ultio Suit Users were coming in from all over town, flying, running and leaping through the streets. Of course, not was all as it seemed. The monster was merely a dream, and the Dreamer had just tried to stop a purse snatcher, but now, all these would-be heroes were coming for her. But perhaps one among them would see things different? Perhaps it would take an Ultra Girl to help a Dreamer?
  20. GM The Riverfront, Emerald City, Oregon Saturday, April 25, 2020 00:04:00 AM It was the end of the line as far as you could tell. Months before the case had entered your radar, the demand for cadavers in the market has risen unlike anything in recent memory. For sure, whoever had began buying had been smart about it. The demand had been incremental, months in the making, and there had been multiple buyers who bought at different times and from different suppliers across the city for different reasons. Funeral homes, prisons, hospitals, cemeteries, even some cadavers from mainland China. The buyers sold some of the cadavers up the chain. Then some of those cadavers would get resold further higher and higher until all of it led to this unremarkable warehouse owned by a shell company in the middle of the Riverfront. Unregulated by federal or state laws, the sale of cadavers is not illegal per-se but the interconnected buying and selling had caught your attention. And for obvious reasons, anyone that would go to those lengths to hide something was up to no good. Illegal and immoral in the eyes of the law. That's where you come in, perched on the rooftop of a nearby warehouse as below you an eighteen-wheeler truck and the shipping container on its cargo bed pulls the warehouse space. It backs up into a closed shutter gate and a burly man in a flannel shirt gets out of the truck's passenger seat. He says something to the driver and, dragging on his cigarette, fishes out a key from his jeans pocket. Then he strolls towards the back of the truck. Besides the nighttime activity below you, the warehouse and the surrounding area is devoid of life. Nothing stirs. You've seen rats and stray cats on your way but none around the warehouse. Your stakeout of the warehouse itself has not produced any sign of activity from inside the warehouse. It is dark there and only the streetlamps from outside serve as illumination for the warehouse interior. Finally, the man unlocks the shutter gate and it slides up with a clatter all too loud in the night's dead silence. Then the man disappears inside the warehouse, the beam of a flashlight to guide him. Outside, the driver waits idly, scrolling on his phone. The screen illuminates his face in a blue light. What do you do?
  21. ooc for this. @Tiffany Korta, @angrydurf, follow up to EC Showdown, as promised. Once you've made your entrance, give me an Initiative
  22. OOC for this. @EternalPhoenix feel free to make any description of the Starbucks that you want.
  23. ooc for this. @Kaede Kimura @Cubismo Let's start off with a post from Kaede to set up what the Dreamer and Carnifex is up to, now that they've stopped the purse snatcher and there's Ultio Suits coming in to chase them!
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