Justice League Generations (Inactive)

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"It was some long ramble about mind control and I think he mentioned those starfish thingies.
Honestly it just sounded like tinfoil hat stuff. "

Since he did get a distress call he speaks up to his computer "Open Window. Close after I leave. " and he streaks out, keeping his speed moderate until he gets altitude to avoid any broken windows.

The Present

At first I thought this whole double time thing would be a problem, but it is something that happens pretty frequently in the genre. Maybe we can make it cool, so let's keep it up.

As Sinter jets into the sky, the night itself reaches out to entangle him.

"I'm sorry it came to this, Sinter, I really didn't want to hurt you. I'm almost sure you are not corrupt, but we can't allow you to interfere..."

Attack: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (15) + 12 = 27

Sinter Reflex save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21
That is a failure for Sinter. He is entangled suffering a –2 penalty to attack rolls and Defense, and a –4 penalty to Dexterity.

The night seems to congeal around Sinter, somehow grasping him in a dark, almost tar-like darkness.

If Sinter was smarter, or knew much about anything, he would know that this is an intrusion from the Shadowplane, but alas.

Of note, I am still waiting to see if I'm able to grab ChickyBaby SteelThor's hammer. ^_^

Kara's hand hover over the disconnect button, but she pauses as Shale begins...talking.

"I ain't said nothing about taking anyone to court! I just thought you'd like to go to DerGeistSpiel, lord knows you need it! And you wanna Ob-F-U-my what?? Hey! I resent that! Sure, maybe some people called me that when they found out about "finger-puzzle" incident, but they all told me they all were single!

Okay, alright, I understand, you want to decline my dress. Probably after a night of telling me how pretty I am and getting me liquored up. You have the hots for me. Look I deal with this all the time,
I get it. No need to beat around my bush."
Something about how she says that last line makes you think she actually thinks that's how the saying goes.

"And of course I deal in my own credit. I couldn't move if I carried enough cash to buy the bare necessities that I struggle through life with.

TTFN."

Sometimes I distinctly remember posting things that I never posted. For example, I remember rolling to oppose the telekinetic grab and failing, but that post doesn't exist. Guess I'm crazy. Imagine is able to grab the hammer.

Not really sure what my options are right now. Now I could just blast away till the building collapsed around him (which wouldn't hurt him), but the neighbors don't deserve to die.

It's clear I can't see anything, and I think it unlikely I can get free, so it seems like I sit.

I grabbed you outside the building as you were flying, so you can blast away at the darkness if you like. You can't see Obsidian at the moment, so you can't attack him, but you can attack the snare. Attacking a snare is like attacking an object with Toughness equal to the rank of the power. Also, since this is a darkness effect, and you have already have one power that is a light effect (your dazzle) you could power stunt something like Environment Control: Light to light up the night sky. Maybe that would do something.

Subtle solutions or neat tricks are not really Sinter's thing. He'll just blast.

"What the hell!?!" and he will try to blast away at the construct holding him.

power attack

to hit: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7 DC 35 toughness save miss

So, it could be said that you are...attacking the darkness?? HAHAHA!! (but srsly, we were all thinking it amirite? =)

*Current Time*

The heavy hammer of STEEL flies in a mighty arc, attempting to return to its owner so it can carry on the righteous battle against the vile Luthor spawn. But Imagine screws her face up tight in massive concentration, and in it's flight the hammer slows and slows and slows... Until at last it stops, well away from its owner's grasp. Slowly it retreats further away from the armored woman, making clear who now controls...the HAMMER!

'Okay, toots, we're gonna try this again. I'm gonna ask how I can help you, and you're gonna tell me, nice and easy like.

Nah, screw it. Imma hit you with your hammer and THEN you're gonna tell me how I can help you. Be a good lesson for next time.'

The hammer of STEEL launches forward like the fist of an angry storm giant, aiming it's heavy head at the armored woman's ample torso.

Telekinetic throw Attack!: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (18) + 12 = 30
Telekinetic throw damage = 15(base) + 25 Str mod = DC40.

The hammer stays locked in the telekinetic grip and flies back, above and behind Imagine. 'Kay, now, what have we learned about good manners? Let's try this again.

Hi there! I'm Kara F#&*ing Luthor. How may I help you today? =-)'

The other day:

Kara's rambled awkwardly for a few moments before hanging up, leaving the question unanswered. Shale looked around at his remaining comrades; those physically in the Watchtower, and those on viewscreens as well.

"Well, crap." He takes a minute to gather his thoughts before beginning again, "It doth appear we have a problem. One of our members has been called out as a potential traitor in our midsts, and yet she refuses to even acknowledge the accusation. That leaves the rest of us in a bind. Should we ignore the accusation as well, and do nothing, or force the issue. We are no doubt a fledgling team, and this could just as easily be an attempt to divide us and distract us from greater issues by causing us to fight amongst ourselves. Unfortunately, it could also be the truth, which we would ignore to our own peril."

"This problem weighs heavily upon mine mind, as Imagine is a both a Luthor, and a documented prior resident of a designated Mental Health institution. Being a Luthor might make her more prone to scheme, and perhaps to take up her father's interests above either ours or the greater good. Being mentally unsound might make her actions unpredictable in general. However, it is for these same reasons that she might make an easy target for someone wishing to divide us; 'the Question,' if it was truly him, counting on our suspicion of a Luthor to be enough to accuse a teammate, and begin a domino effect that breaks the team at the core, and splinters us into individuals once more, instead of a team."

"How shall we proceed, comrades? I see two paths; one, keep an eye on the young woman, but allow her to function as a member of the team whilst we investigate these claims. And second, suspend her status with the Justice League and thereby limit her access to our security and procedures, until the veracity of the charges is refuted. What say you?"

"Well I still trust her. That Question guy is nuts. I say keep her around. "

The Present:

Imagine is able to direct the Hammer against its owner, but as it flies toward Steel it grows harder and harder to push forward.

The Hammer slams into Steel, but much of Imagine's telekinetic strength is drained by the time it gets to its target.

Toughness: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (16) + 14 = 30

"JLI, Luthor is going to be difficult. I might need some backup here.

"Ms. Luthor, I think you are not anyone to give me a lecture on manners. You can help me by going back to your Barbie Princess life and avoiding tarnishing the name of the Justice League. The Justice League will not be some Luthor puppet paramilitary organization. No then, lets see you you like it when other people play with your toys. "

Steel reaches her right gauntlet toward Imagine and turns her hands, looking like nothing so much as a Jedi.

opposed power check vs. the Z-belt: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (16) + 14 = 30

I think your rank there is 17, but I'm not sure. If you lose the opposed check, the Z-belt ceases function.

The Past:

"Since we have no evidence of misconduct, there seems no strong argument to suspend Ms. Luthor. Also, she has the endorsement of Director Grayson. That is good enough for me."

Obsidian vs Sinter:

Attack: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (13) + 12 = 25

Sinter Reflex save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15

As Sinter blasts wildly into the night sky, the darkness closes more completely around him, enshrouding him completely.
Sinter is Helpless in his bindings. But since he has an aura of plasma, I'm going to rule that he can still attack with that uncontrolled blast against the Snare effect.

Then, the Darkness speaks. "Come on Sinter, I thought you were Justice League. Surely you can do better than that. Stretch yourself a little. You are a tiny sun, and you can't fight a little darkness."

So, it could be said that you are...attacking the darkness?? HAHAHA!! (but srsly, we were all thinking it amirite? =)

Ya, but he can't cast 'Magic Missile.' Oh no! We have no sorcerer on this team! Welp, sorry Sinter. You're screwed.

Not familiar with how one does power stunts.

Basically you can either spend a Hero Point or use 'Extra Effort' (leaves you fatigued) to allow a power stunt. The stunt has a few options, but the most common ones I can recall are to come up with a new Alternate Power for one of your existing powers to use only on this one occasion, or to supercharge one of your powers, increasing it by 2 ranks.

Power Check!: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (8) + 17 = 25

Kara's eyes go wide as the ever-present hum of the protective Z-belt quietly flickers out.

The seriousness of the situation hits her like a sledgehammer. Outmatched, ambushed, and with more guys possibly on the way, the situation looks dire. Maybe she could fly away? Get to the city, and try and find a friendly building? Or maybe even...ugh...a cop? Still, not any good options, she mightb e faster. Might have to contemplate surren--

Just then Captain Aterro's bulldog voice breaks through her bluetooth like a lone warriors crashing against an enemy fortress.

*kssshk*Come i..*kssshk*..Kar..*kssshk*..elicopt..*kssshk*..off gri..*kssshk*..last know..*kssshk*..inboun..*kssshk*..ETA..*kssshk*

A smile blooms on her face. 'God bless Lex-Corp Security and their paranoid ways, where not saying something is, itself, saying something.'

'Alright NOW you're starting to actually get me angry.' she thinks at her assailant and she lets go of the hammer and lets it drop. 'This just in, -I'm- the Justice League. -You- are a crazy b@~&@ with a metal fetish that likes to show up and hit random people with a hammer.

So let's give your hands something else to do. Start by stripping. Useful gear first, but if we get down to skivvies, all the better. While you're doing that tell me who your are, who sent you, and what your mission is. Then your most embarrassing story. After that we'll get to your biggest weakness, and your awkward high school years.'

Mind Control.: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (4) + 12 = 16

Nope nope nope. Imagine does NOT go out like a 2nd stringer. Hero Point.

I said MIND CONTROL!!: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (9) + 12 = 21

YES! Second roll get's +10 if a single digit. Mind Control = 31. Also, rule of drama. When your reinforcements show up, my reinforcements show up. =3

Sinter uses a hero point to boost his dazzle light burst to try and dispel the darkness.

1d20 ⇒ 14 not sure what to add to that +14 I think.

If that works, he will immediately fly upwards at maximum speed, screw all the windows. This will put him at an altitude of 44k feet.

Kara, have you put out a Justice League distress call(™)? I've been watching for one, so unless I missed it... Suspicions or no, you're Justice League, so Shale would be there in seconds.

Where do you live BTW; I'm guessing Metropolis?

Actually, looking at it, since the dazzle is a light effect and the snare is darkness, I think you can just use the dazzle to Counter the Darkness effect. That would not require a Hero Point.

The shadows enshrouding Sinter crack like a dark world being cracked by quakes. The cracks grow larger and crazier until the darkness flies apart, penetrated by light. Sinter races for space, a boom rolling out from his anti-meteoric rise.

Steel Will Save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15 Steel may have underestimated Ms. Luthor's tenacity. In a clatter of moving metal, the Steel armor peels forward and Natasha Irons steps back out of the armor, plummeting toward Metropolis at an alarmingly high speed. Surprisingly, her thoughts are not on her predicament, but on a series of questions she feels compelled to answer.

The Question. Stop the Justice League. Luthor can't be allowed to control the League. Form our own League. Defend the common man against the government, corporations, military industrial..."

Idunno. I asked the pilot to send out a call on all channels, even morse code, but I never got a reply about that, so I just assumed that she was blocking everything. >.>

After getting a look at who had taken them over, Imagine adds to the pilot, 'And, uh, call up our new bestie buds at the JLA. APB. I may need some cavalry here.'

Ah; missed that. Tumbler, did we receive a distress call?

Yes, electronics were nullified.

The other day:

"As there is presently no evidence of wrongdoing, I can accept that opinion. However, I reserve the privilege to investigate these allegations. Unsupported accusations aside, Imagine's refusal to answer the question and general foolishness in matters of solemnity concern me. Her childish behaviour may need to be addressed at some point."

Once the meeting disbanded, Shale will begin his investigation.

"Viktor, I would like to request you monitor any unusual interactions you might have with Imagine; particularly anything you might concerned represents an ethical issue or misuse of League resources. I am not asking you to spy on her or invade her privacy; only watch for behaviours that might reflect negatively on the League."

It would have been helpful had Sinter been able to more accurately recall the Question's accusations, or, ironically, if there had been a recording of his visit. Something to do with Mind Control and the Starro creatures. What would be the purpose of that; Imagine is already capable of Mind Control. Perhaps a method to augment her abilities? That is not necessarily nefarious; while mind control is an ethically dubious power to utilize, it is the power she has, and she has thus far employed it to our benefit. Could the Question merely be objecting to our allowing of a Mind Controller on the team? No, she is hardly the first telepath on the league. Which brings up the issue of the Martians, and there apparent stasis.

"Viktor, are you aware of any telepaths with former league affiliations that might be willing to consult on a League matter in a purely beneficial capacity? Please keep It confidential, but it appears that both Martian Manhunter and Ms. Martian are still alive, but are in some sort of stasis that is preventing them from regenerating from their burns. Whether they have suffered a psychic attack, or the Martian genetic fear of fire resulted in some sort or mental trauma, I am hoping a Telepath might be able to draw them out and allow them to heal."

Ok, it was mentioned when I was attacked that I would get a distress call, but I'm not sure that I ever did. Do I have any knowledge that Imagine is under attack? If so, do I know where? Also, I'm probably only 22k ft up since you fly up at 1/2 speed.

Steel may have underestimated Ms. Luthor's tenacity. In a clatter of moving metal, the Steel armor peels forward and Natasha Irons steps back out of the armor, plummeting toward Metropolis at an alarmingly high speed. Surprisingly, her thoughts are not on her predicament, but on a series of questions she feels compelled to answer.

The Question. Stop the Justice League. Luthor can't be allowed to control the League. Form our own League. Defend the common man against the government, corporations, military industrial..."

I completely missed this one. o.O

Feeling like a thief in the night, Imagine quickly slips out of the overly simplistic cranium--a bit like a trashed frat boy house after after a party, if that chapter was full of prospective engineers--and cradles the rapidly-falling woman in a gentle-yet-firm telekinetic-grasp, the likes of which few in the world are capable of.

To-hit!: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (12) + 12 = 24
Grapple check!: 1d20 + 12 + 12 ⇒ (13) + 12 + 12 = 37

'There, now, was that so hard? Doesn't cleansing feel good for the soul? Now that you're out of that dreadfully awful man-suit, this will give you and I some time to talk.

Would you like a drink? I'm having one.'

Kara glides Natasha back into the helicopter. Does the thing start working as normal?

Keeping the woman firm in an overstuffed seat, she fixes both of them a mohito. 'If you promise to play nice I can give you control of one arm and most of your neck. Does that sound fair?

Or not.'

Mind Reading!: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (20) + 12 = 32

The helicopter returns to its normal function, so let's assume that a distress call goes out.

Kara's scrolls through that of Natasha Irons as though it is an Instagram page, looking through her recent experiences until she comes to something interesting. A room, heavy concrete like some sort of bunker, no sense of style, a big black rectangular table, perhaps made out of obsidian or granite. Around it stand several figures, each shrouded in shadow. Someone is talking about her, about Kara, it is a man in a blue trenchcoat and fedora. Quite stylish in a retro noir sort of way. His face is blank, but his voice is strong, unmuffled by whatever mask he is wearing.

"Steel will attack Ms. Luthor, drawing her away from her security into a confrontation. Play to her vanity, Natasha. Attack her father, her connections, call her spoiled. Mention our little group, here. She will respond first with violence, but she will quickly tire of that and seek out the nature of our assembly. You will have no defense against her mental probe..."

At that, Steel interjects, "I'm sure that I could configure the force field of the armor to prevent her mental--"

"No" continues The Question. "We want her to probe you. That is how we will introduce her to, ah, and here we are..." At that, he appears somehow to notice Imagine's presence in the room. "Ms. Luthor, allow me to introduce you to Mr. King, alias Brainwave, alias Brain Wave, alias Brain King. He, like you, is an accomplished telepath. I, of course, am The Question."

Any answer to my questions for Viktor?

Workin' on it ;)

"Henry King, Jr. sometimes acting in the hero alias Brainwave, is currently employed by STAR Labs. He is a powerful telepath who was worked with the Martians in the past."

Sinter, picking up the distress signal from the chopper, streaks down to bail out his friend, only to find that she seems to have the matter in hand.

The sonic boom is pretty impressive though.

"You alright Imagine?" as he looks around for some threat.

King works at STAR Labs in Metropolis.

Well this is interesting.

Imagine fails to reply to Sinter's request, deep in the mind-commune as she is. But there is a large Lex-Corp chinook helicopter approaching with a belly full of ten angry men wondering why the hell she dropped off the grid.

That she was last seen alive talking about an evening with a being of living flame should be no cause for alarm.

I think I broke the question. =p. Was it the ampersand comment? I was really proud of that one. =3

"My pitch, as you so quaintly put it, is that you disband your ridiculous sham of a Justice League and return to your life of private debauchery."

Strangely, the expressionless, faceless Question has no response to Imagine's taunts. His shoulders do not tighten, his stance doesn't change. Of course, he is just a psychic projection, so maybe he is masking his responses.

'Oh. Alright. Since you asked so nicely of course we'll THAT IS THE DUMBEST THING EVER! There are perfectly dumb things out there, poor intentioned, ill meant, and poorly conceived that I'm insulting by comparing them to the truly bat-ass-crazyness that is spewing out of your pie-hole right now.

Later. I'm outie.'

Bored beyond belief, Imagine cuts the link and pops out.

"Kara! You there? Is there a problem?" he buzzes

I'm waiting to see if I can actually jack out of the mind-link, or if there is some "unforeseen problem/circumstance/TRAP" that needs to be dealt with.

Well I know that, but Sinter doesn't so he'd keep asking and get worried.

We seem to be losing steam...

Using the computers on the Watchtower to conduct some research, it takes Shale a few moments to arrange transportation back to earth after receiving the distress call. Once he hits terraferma, he makes his way to Imagines location almost instantaneously. Being in a city, he shifts into the space between earlier than usual, so as not to break every window in the city with the sonic shockwave.

Of course once there, he is greeted by the underwhelming sight of Kara having a staring contest with a woman in power armour. Seeing Winter hovering nearby, he acknowledges the man with a nod.

Sinter nods back. "She seems to be busy with something. I haven't seen anything which looks dangerous, though some darkness powered guy threatened me at my condo. "

"Two members of our covenent accosted the same day? Did your assailant say anything?"

"More of the same stuff like that faceless guy on the satellite. 'Don't trust a Luthor. Don't go help her. We don't want to hurt you but we will. '"

"Attacking heroes is not a rational means of addressing concerns. If they wish discourse, they should merely ask for parley and present their evidence. At this point I am more inclined to treat these conspirators as common criminals."

"Seems like a buncha nutjobs to me. I mean, we save the world, and they attack us for it. I don't get it. "

We seem to be losing steam...

Using the computers on the Watchtower to conduct some research, it takes Shale a few moments to arrange transportation back to earth after receiving the distress call. Once he hits terraferma, he makes his way to Imagines location almost instantaneously. Being in a city, he shifts into the space between earlier than usual, so as not to break every window in the city with the sonic shockwave.

Of course once there, he is greeted by the underwhelming sight of Kara having a staring contest with a woman in power armour. Seeing Winter hovering nearby, he acknowledges the man with a nod.

of note, she stripped out of the power armor. For all we know Mss Steel is nekkid. ;)

I believe she is wearing some sort of skin tight suit under the armor.

Don't want to tick off the Comics Code folks.

Shale looks around, breeaking his gaze from Steel and Imagine, suddenly feeling like there should somehow be more going on, and that more of his companions should be here...

I'm waiting to see if I can actually jack out of the mind-link, or if there is some "unforeseen problem/circumstance/TRAP" that needs to be dealt with.

Gm? this?