here is my character and avatar from a M&M pbp game that never really got off the ground if he is ok.
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"For Dinner usually; but sometimes as as appetizer; come get some" orient my shield to the sound; take defensive posture. Does The Elementalists fire shed some light for us?
<Listen intently> notice:
Basic tactics guys; if this thing is to much and we gotta run; where to and where do we meet back up?
Activate my sheild <being an adreniline junky> Good, now we're talking; not good at all this creeping around; wouldn't it be funny if after all this noise and thunderous sounds; it turns out to be a little two foot midget with a noise maker; hehe; we can hope. ah man, cant see a darn thing <back up for back against the wall since I cant see yet; assume balanced fighting stance> initiative
Hmm, I hate to be an alarmist; but hey. You know I was uhm; given my abilities or had em turned on or was created; dependin how you look at it by some super advanced aliens. This whole super body I gots that is so tuff that you see; it is like a shell; a cucoon sorta. If this Scourge is so tuff and wide spread; maybe dem aliens made me to combat it. We can only hope; am thinking your fire will prolly burn out any infection and I am super resistant, probably a lot more dan these guys; look at this; might be important. <gently hands the fragil news clipping> so you think that egg head guy is still holed up on here? An I caught a few discovery channel episodes my own self; something about frogs that lay dormant until it rains; maybe like 10, 20 years or more; also saw that Alien movie; so watch out for anything might be an egg pouch; see if you can find anything on that 'puter that says how to successfully fight this scourge. Sounds like weez in need of some hefty antibodies or dem nanobots I seen on Star Trek in our blood stream.
"Allright; now that is just creepy <points to the scrawl on the wall> sheesh you would think a guy would give a little more info; like from within themself; within a room; within their own personal delusion. dust is pretty thick in here and weeze leaving a trail. seems obvious we should power up that 'puter and see if there is a message in it; but am concerned that it will auto run something and some big hairy monster will jump out and we will be in the fight of our lifes...yeah; guess I am a bit jumpy.; so; start up the 'puter or not?" <take a look around the room; check any shelves or drawers for any information or evidence>
"Man, sheesh, just GREAT!; they skrewed the pooch; we are so hosed, what the...crapola; what do we do now: sits down with his head down looking at all the trash and rubble. "we gotta find, water, food and shelter first; before stuff gets even wierder and totally out of hand. we gotta find somebody and get some answers about this place...we are so hosed." looks around in disgust "this aint Kansas anymore, Toto..nope not cornbread Kansas"
<lands> ok; I am with you; lets go.
"an, me without no red ruby slippers; na I was a listening; but dont remember nuthin about gettin back"
I fly up about 10 ft for better vantage; and to draw attention from others maybe; and ready to intercept incoming; activate shield notice
<with jovial tone>
<sad but matter of fact tone>
<serious tone>
<apologetic tone>
After spending the evening at his local Italian neighborhood where everybody knows everybody and cops sit on one side of the club and bad guys on the other and who are all related; I show up for the morning appointment. As we disrobe and get this that and the other; you may notice that Fortress is just that; a fortress of hard slabs of muscle cut like a diamond must like that of a Roman mythical diety from long ago, with one exception; if you were able to look at his file; you may ask; where are all the gun wounds and knife scars from his mispent youth. "yeah, but can you find good Pasta?" answers glibbly trying to lighten the mood, more to the party than to Agent Hendricks. "so, weez gonna get some biosamples, guess that means collectin fingers or sumtin, no problem; anything else?"
If you guys eat lunch; there is this place I like nearby; Italian place; good people, well, most of them. Bonito's Ristorante and Italian Grill; very old style, very Italian; from the motherland, many a waiter maybe just got off the boat eh. Everybody eats there; place is huge; pasta is made fresh; all real familia. I been eating there my whole life. Come; we gets some lunch; my treat this time. No wait; I "know" people; I call and gets us a table.
"So; anybody wanna go?" What time of day is it in game please?
Hmm; wonder if that is why I was given the powers I was given; maybe the aliens who did this to me are enemies of the scourge; maybe this is the why I have been looking for; I am in; I want to know. I AM a concerned about this "particals jumbled" My DNA aint so stable; it has its own agenda. Hope that is not a problem. If we are likely to get smeared all over the dimshions tomorrow; we aught to party down tonight; whose with me; hit a few bars; get some good food and unwind; might be long time afore you get any other chance to have a good time; I know some places.
<=goes and stands near Turnabout.
on a side note, I wonder how many "aliens" the government types know about; <guestures> nobody seems to concerned; I woulda thought dey would be a bit more freaked out."
I dont remember how we got here; we all going back to base together in some vehicle or on our own?
quickly tip the Medic; put a 5 in his collar <very Italian like>
Interesting attack pattern; a web; energy blast; wave of dissorientation; sonic; seemed more to keep of off balance and contain us rather than simply annialiate us with strength or superior tech; makes me wonder. Any other reports of activity; to me, seems this is more a distraction or test of our abilities; think about it; their aliens; they could have blasted the whole building from orbit or remote piloted some device in here to inject their...whatever it is; into the water supply. I just dont think how they acted and what they did is much primary target kinda guys unless their pretty lame and dont have more resources than what we saw; if this WAS their man goal; is more a haphazard, lame duck thing like any of the loosers I grew up with would try; they get one lame idea in that cavern they call a brain; and put together loser plans; seen it hundert times. But this; has more the feel of somebody pulling strings; testing our limits; some boss mob alien checkin us out. Am thinkin this will go two ways; either event after event to kinda wear us out and check our response time and how we respond; like what we do; or sit back quite as churchmice and make us think the threat is over...its what I would do. but thier ALIENS; so who knows; maybe nuke up from orbit or keep stealing kids away in the night, the bastages. But leastwise; we knows der is good ones and bad ones; just like us humans.
Maybe I should do a a'riel reconoiter; whatchathink?
While waiting for medical; I nod to Derringer and carefully scan the area thinking from my past experience; that I would have a person watching to report fallout activities or film it; I look for things out of place or people checking their watch to much or taking notes though in this age of recorders; sheesh; impossible; but will give it a try. I would expect aliens to have some fancy gizmo up on a roof or something. Will take my time; careful look; if I can take a 20; that is cool; so 29; if not
After dragging the spiders out; I go to the medic and tell them I cant hear a thing.
Ok; will do that.
<yells, as most people do when their blast deaf; hehe I know> "HEY GUYS; I CANT HEAR SPIT SO GIVE ME SOME HAND SIGNALS OR SOMETHING OTHERWISE I AM GONNA TRY TO HALL THESE SPIDERTHINGS OUT OF HERE SO THE BIG BRAINS CAN EXAMINE THEM." I go to pick up and drag the big mechanical spiders out of room; fly them out; but watching for any hand signals from the team.
<shakes his head> Wonky ears no more; cant hear a thing now!
<ack!>
+3 if my force shield helps. let me know if I get to do an action; also, not sure how many hero points I have; should be a few as I would like to hero up and pass these and lay some smack down :)
[coolness, been exciting so far; hope that virus yesterday that caused so much trouble isnt keeping him from posting.] An expression of anger begins to how on Fortress faces his brows furl and a dark grimmace forms "YOU ALIENS BULLIES! the waters supply? What the heck is that about; 5/8 of the earth is water and you gotta doo doo in my pond? what; you cant just get a gallon down at the quicky mart? you alien bastages!" <then a blank look appears on his face, Aliens; oh no; flashbacks; memory hole> "All you aliens look the same to me; which ones are you?"
<= is privately amazed at the powers and variety of his team mates
ARgh! me ears are all wonky; looks around to determine evalutate next action.
fort save:
"yells out; dont worry bout me; this aint nothin <he hopes>; is that thing a bomb, gonna blow up; or poison da water? how bad does it look"
With Vim and Vinegar I try to tuff it out; rip the web and suck up the attacks.
I have impervious toughness too; but not sure what it does; looks like I failed both.
<Reflex, not sure if I get my shield bonus; if I do then +3 to the roll. I was reading that a hero point could used to gain a feat or acton; if so do I have the option to add reflect to my shield? if so, I will do that and try to angle my shield for the incomming web blast to hit the other spider. Hehe this fight would really look cool in print>
am guessing I missed with a 12; so awaiting next round...
Was I successful in hitting a spider? am going to continue my attack on my initiative; I dont know anything about bombs or such so will just try to grap a spider; I want to try to keep them disoriented by slamming; throwing; hitting them into each other. I would like to grab one and throw it into another this round as we are outnumbered and I want to try to keep them busy so my team mates can act on other things. attack.
"I dont no no first aid; but dem guys look bad; I can try to keep dem spiders busy and draw fire while youse get dem aliens or aid dem hurt dudes" "Fort UP!"
My action will be to use flight to close the distance and charge a spider attempting to hit hard enough to knock one into another and maybe they wont see my teammates. if one of you has a different plan let me know; but this is my first time and I hope I am tuff enough to do/live through this hehe. Will alter my action if someone uses their free action to speak and tell me a different plan. attack
oops; didnt add charge; please add effects of charge as I dont have the modifiers handy here at work.
As Fortress comes into the locker room; you notice he is young; barely legal age to drink and has classic Italian features; about 6'2" tall with thick chest and muscle; as he undresses, woodchips fall out of his hair and there is sawdust on his arms, his body is a mass of little cuts and scars yet the most striking feature is the star chart pattern on his chest; is it a brand, is it a tatoo? if you look closer you see it is under the skin and pulses with light. Fortress dresses with a plain white mask and black form fitting jumpsuit with dark scarlet accents and wears a short black robe that has a scarrlet innerlining and a hood much like a boxer would wear, the pockets of which he puts in a few personals. he apparently doesnt notice anyone else is in the room as he dresses; completely self absorbed and he wont catch anyone else's eyes. After he straps on his heavy black, low cut boots; he stomps out of the locker room and reports; then he takes a long, pensive look at his teammates, as if trying to memorize details; Fortress eyes are cold and distant; but after the Man gives the mission; his eyes become bright and eager. On the ride over to the mission area, he is quiet and studious as if evaluating, people; vehicles, equipment, and the situation. He smacks his fist into his hand, "Lezs do this, ifn you'se cant take a hit; stand behind me till we get an idea'r of what weez upa genst, Fortress will protect ya, I figure their first hit will be a doosey ta try n impress us" initiative
Reporting as ordered. |