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Thread: A Second Chance
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2008-05-25, 12:51 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: A Second Chance
Scott Faraday
Scott stood there for a moment, looking into Cryxx's eyes. It was a bit difficult. Hideous spider-men tend to a bit difficult to look directly at.
There was something profound about the way Cryxx thought that. Understanding what a name was and gaining one convinced Scott that this was no monster, but a truly sentient, if strange, soul.
Now finding the strength to speak, Scott decided to drop his telepathic link.
"Well then, Cryxx, what now? Where will you go? What will you do? Its a brave new world out there, for we humans as well as for you."Visit the Chocolate Hammer IRC channel!
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2008-05-25, 11:03 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: A Second Chance
Cryxx
"What now?". The question was deeper than could have been intended. A spiders purpose reached only as far as survival and reproduction.
Things did not seem so simple now.
Well, there was one constant that provided immediate motivation.
"I ssstill must feeeeeed."
"Can all huuumans zpeak? What zhould I eat?"
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2008-05-27, 01:52 AM (ISO 8601)
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Re: A Second Chance
April Fool
Puck stays quiet for a little while, and then says, "Oh. I just wanted to follow the light, really." It sits up, dusting itself off; the Fool's gloves are absent of any sort of charring or scorching. The light emanating from Puck still makes it very hard to perceive details, but it's not hard to look at any more; it seems to Rudy that the light might be a little softer now that they are down on the ground.
Elliot
"Some doctor you are, huh? I'm not in pain. No sleep for a day or so, check. No food since yesterday, check. No drink since yesterday, check. Nosy guy on the street deciding to play shining knight, check." Her mouth twitches upwards as if to smile despite herself. "Boredom, frustration, check. It's driving me f***ing crazy. But pain, not so much. Trust me, if I thought you could help I'd take it."Avatar by GryffonDurime. Thanks!
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2008-05-27, 02:12 AM (ISO 8601)
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- Jul 2007
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- LA
Re: A Second Chance
April Fool
The masked fool nods, "Light seeking light doth light of light beguile." He smiles, "I think you will find that even should the light of day go, the city has it's own style of lighting which you may enjoy. Now, if I let go, will you float away without control?"Show me a hero, and I'll write you a tragedy.
- F. Scott Fitzgerald
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2008-05-27, 07:55 AM (ISO 8601)
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Re: A Second Chance
Nick.
The young man sauntered over to a stack of crates and hopped on top. Sitting casually with his legs crossed at the ankles, he lit a cigarette and waited for Bobby to return.
SpoilerKickin' my heels until tar and blennus get here (which is FINE, 'cause I just bit off a few more applications than I can chew for the next couple of days)Notice: Weekends are unpredictable for me. Weekdays are not. Expect more consistent activity then.
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2008-05-28, 01:43 AM (ISO 8601)
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Re: A Second Chance
Scott Faraday
There was something a bit frightening about the way Cryxx asked his question. Some sort of primal hunger that could devour him if Scott didn't pacify the spider-man.
"Not all humans can speak. Some are too young, some are too stupid, and some are physically incapable.
As for food... if you can hold off your hunger, I can provide you with a meal at my apartment... my... nest."
Though, it will be rather difficult to sneak a creature like this into my apartment. Think, Scott, think.
"If we encounter any humans on the way to my apartment, you will keep quiet and act like a human. Not all humans are as accepting as I am. Now, follow me."
Scott looked around to gain his bearings and began a brisk walk to his apartment. Calling a cab or hopping the bus would bring Cryxx too close to curious people.
As Scott walks, he pulls out his cell phone and calls Akosh.
"Hello?"
"Hello, Akosh. Its me, Doctor F."
"Oh my god! Doctor F! You've been gone for hours! I was so worried!"
"Listen, I've got a... guest. Go to my apartment and look under the mat. There should a spare key. Go into the kitchen, open the fridge, and get one of my steak. Blend it into a smoothie."
"What? Why?"
"Let's just say my guest is used to liquid meat."
"...this is so weird. Alright, I'm on my way there."
"Alright, I'll meet you there, Akosh"
"Whatever"
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2008-05-28, 06:04 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: A Second Chance
April Fool
"I don't think so." Pick gives a soft push on the ground, and rises slightly off it before gripping the grass with both hands and pulling itself back down. "No, probably not," she or he decides, sitting and staying on the ground.
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2008-05-28, 06:59 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: A Second Chance
April Fool
The masked figure of Clark Gable rises, flaring out his opera cape and bows, tipping his top hat. "I am but a simple fool, likening myself to a personification of the day, and seeking to do good where I can." He pulls out a tarot card of The Fool and holds it out to Puck. "My card." He points to the 0 at the top of the card, "I specialize in Zero Sum games... where hopefully everybody wins!"Last edited by Wiz; 2008-05-29 at 12:09 AM.
Show me a hero, and I'll write you a tragedy.
- F. Scott Fitzgerald
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2008-05-30, 05:32 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: A Second Chance
April Fool
"Huh." The shining golden face looks perplexed as it gets up to look at the card. Puck comments no further, glancing vaguely about at the park; the sunlight is starting to dwindle as the sun slips below the smog layer.
"Am I supposed to keep it?" it says eventually, gaze wandering back to the card and its Fool.Avatar by GryffonDurime. Thanks!
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2008-05-30, 11:01 PM (ISO 8601)
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- In the Playground
Re: A Second Chance
Cryxx
As the Doctor started to walk, Cryxx scuttled along beside him, moving from shadow to shadow on the walls and rooftops. He did not sound sure of Human pacifism and there was still a screaming sense of self preservation in Cryxx's head.
Cryxx was curious as the Doctor pulled a small object and started speaking to it as if it were alive. To much surprise, it seemed to respond and eventually the figure slipped it into a fold in its fur like layers.
"I heeeard you zpeaking to yyyoour parazite. You have animal flesssh in your nezzzt? I am confuzzzed... You killlll and eat prey too...but I zhould not?"
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2008-05-31, 01:19 AM (ISO 8601)
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Re: A Second Chance
April Fool
The fool chuckles, "You needn't unless you want to... it doesn't look like you're well equipped with pockets large enough anyway." He stands, leaving the card on the ground. "Take care, little one... let me know if I can help you in some way."Last edited by Wiz; 2008-05-31 at 10:17 PM.
Show me a hero, and I'll write you a tragedy.
- F. Scott Fitzgerald
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2008-06-04, 10:21 AM (ISO 8601)
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- Jul 2007
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- LA
Re: A Second Chance
Nightfall
Wherever you are in the city as the sun is disappearing, a low, grating vibration starts and begins to build. Those nearest the bridges feel the vibration first, but as the army vehicles rumble across the bridges, it slowly begins to invade to the heart of Manhattan. The people who drive to the bridges start building up the beginning of a large, stranded parking lot where the Army is turning them back and away. Some of vehicles begin playing a recorded message.
"Attention, Attention. People of Manhattan. Martial law has been declared on the Island of Manhattan. A quarantine is in effect. Noone will be allowed on or off the island until further notice. Please remain in your homes. A public message will be broadcast shortly, keep your television tuned to local station five. Remain peaceable. The army has been authorized to keep order for the duration of this emergency. If troops are attacked with deadly force, they will respond with the same."
The message repeats...
One large group of vehicles along with a huge flatbed and crane come across the bridge and break away from the main group, heading for central park. This group is broadcasting no message, and moves as quietly through the streets as it can.Show me a hero, and I'll write you a tragedy.
- F. Scott Fitzgerald
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2008-06-09, 02:41 AM (ISO 8601)
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Re: A Second Chance
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2008-06-09, 03:54 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: A Second Chance
OOC: No idea time wise. Though since we moved at the Speed Of Plot I guess we are where ever it is convenient in the timeline.
Cryxx
"Yezzz...anyzing zhat I could kill... Flee from anyzing stronger zhan me.
You are zhe firrrrst that haz been caught but not devoured."
Cryxx clicked his mandibles in frustration at the dodged question. Subtleties of discussion where still a mystery, and Cryxx was finding it hard to keep up and still get the information he would need to survive in this world.
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2008-06-11, 08:59 AM (ISO 8601)
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Re: A Second Chance
Nick Gambino
The shaking in his hands eased by the second cigarrette. 'At's better. 'Ey, Bobby, I 'uz startin' ta think you weren't gonna show up. You get that truck away safe? Bobby just stands and stares at the quiet warehouse with blood on the floor. What? Weren't no big thing - they were too worried about their truck driving off ta see me comin'. Now, you better call da boss - this crater sure wasn't left by no Yaks-- thinking back on the news footage he's seen already --or maybe it was. Eider way, he's gunna wanna know, a'ight? Now scram, and bring that truck back 'fore ya go - I'll keep an eye out here until the usual crew arrives.
Another cigarrette later, the normal work crew of the 'house shows up for the morning shift. Their surprise is greeted sarcastically by Nick, and they get to work cleaning up the mess in the place. They unload the truck and mop the floor, and the usual thugs turn up to "recycle" the bodies and return the now-empty truck to a frequented Yak spot, sitting on the curb with its tires slashed to send a message of the futility of the latest operation. Nick pitches in with the workers, and after a few hours the 'house is more or less back in order: goods replaced, inventory taken of what was ruined, sheets of plywood across the hole left by the meteor, and an open spot left around the crater for the boss to have a look at when he arrives.
Nick was restless as can be after working most of the day at completely menial labor that felt pointless after he'd gained these new powers, like freakin' Einstein havin' to flip freakin' burgers. With a little bamboozling, he convinces the 'house chief to let him off for the evening, counting the day's labor against the night shift he'd been scheduled for later that day.
Kicking off the crotch rocket, he zipped through the always-crowded midafternoon streets with abandon - what copper's gonna catch ya when they can't even get through traffic? He arrived home, tossed the keys onto the side table, tossed his mum a quick hello and peck on the cheek, and helped her put together a moderate dinner with much more civility than he'd shown the rest of the day. Poor Mum - if I could get her free of those "family" creeps, I'd do it in a heartbeat. As they're eating dinner, the news is slowly drowned out by noise outside. Poking his head out a window, he listened to the message with excitement and apprehension. Gotta run, mom - boss's gunna need me ASAP. Not waiting for a response, he sprints up to his room and locks the door, calling up the armor latent under his skin to the surface again.
Man, this stuff is sweet. Talk about full coverage - this suit's even got sunglasses! Wait... he unzips his pants and looks down. Huh...built-in cup incuded too, I guess. He takes his pants and the rest of his clothes off. While the armor certainly fulfills all concerns of modesty and most of fashion, it wouldn't do to get stuck out somewhere having to drop the armor and walk around naked. Rummaging in the closet, he gets out his nicest pair of jeans and nicer leather jacket - which is to say, his least-used clothing. Disdaining shoes and other clothing, he exits the window and runs lightly across the wall, between floors of the apartment building. Mum'll just figure I went down the fire escape - that's close enough. Keeping to the growing shadows, Nick heads for Central Park - having no idea where the Army actually is, he figures on heading toward the scene of the impact.
SpoilerHey, if exiting out the window's good enough for Peter Parker, it's good enough for me.
Hide/Move Silently = 23, for whatever it's first needed for.Notice: Weekends are unpredictable for me. Weekdays are not. Expect more consistent activity then.
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2008-06-14, 06:47 AM (ISO 8601)
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Re: A Second Chance
J Elliot Arwell
Elliot hears the extremely familiar rumble of military machinery in the distance - or maybe he feels it first, through the soles of his feet.
"Okay, well, bye," Elliot says to the woman, and without a backward glance he runs to his car. "Martial law," he mutters. "I picked the wrong week to stop being a CO".
The mighty DBS roars and smoke clouds around the tires as they grip the road, then fire the car back towards his apartment; launched down the street like a bullet out of a gun.
"Redial last," Elliot orders the car, which obliges instantly. Elliot speaks as soon as the ringing stops - "Rain check, call you tomorrow" - and then ends the call just as the car pulls into the underground garage of his building.
He takes two deep breaths.
Was he really about to do this?
Really?
**** it.
Why not?
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The suit fits like a rubber, which doesn't exactly make it easy to change into. He ties the bandana around his eyes and tops it with the black velvet hat. He pats himself down and his hand finds something in a pocket of the halloween costume.
Mascara?
Ah! Moustache!
***
As the sun sets he leaves through one the Arwell Building's many other exits and emerges onto a deserted street. He keeps to the shadows and sets off at a brisk jog for Central Park. Whatever the hell was going on, was going on there.
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2008-06-14, 03:33 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: A Second Chance
James & Sakomoto
As the trio are making their cabride, both James & Sakomoto seem to feel at first, uneasy, then progressively nauseous and weaker. The cabbie seems to be fine, as does Candice, though she does complain that it's awfully hot. All three debark at the location of a building, obviously hit by a meteor. James steps forward as Candice leads the way, putting a hand on her arm, and abruptly stiffens, choking and falling to the pavement. Candice shrieks and leaps away from him. As Sakomoto looks at the ex cop, he seems to have fallen into a coma, his body wasting quickly away as if some degenerative disease was progressing through his body at a rapid pace. Before Sakomoto can do anything, James convulses and dies. The girl recovers her wits and steps forward toward the body. "I thought he said he had gotten better..." As she gets closer to Sakomoto he notices her eyes have taken on a reddish glow, and he suddenly feels weak, as though all the benefits the meteor had granted him were being sucked away. He falls to the ground and scrambles away from the prostitute. "Hey, what's wrong?" Sakomoto has no breath for anything, he flees the scene as quickly as possible, eventually making his way home, though walking so far takes a long time because he feels totally enervated. By the time he gets there, his powers seem to be recovering, and he hears the first approach of the military through the city.Last edited by Wiz; 2008-06-14 at 03:38 PM. Reason: Epimetheus...
Show me a hero, and I'll write you a tragedy.
- F. Scott Fitzgerald
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2008-06-20, 11:10 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: A Second Chance
Cryxx (summary post)
Cryxx sat on the wooden construct covered in altered animal hide. The humans referred to it as a 'couch'. Cryxx and 'Scott' had made their way through the streets without incident, with Cryxx sticking to the shadows and the Doctor using his own abilities to alter the perceptions of other humans when there was no dark passageway. The fact that the Doctor was deceiving his own kind to grant him access to the colony helped set Cryxx at ease. Upon arriving at the apartment Cryxx was given large pieces of freshly slaughtered flesh, which he proceeded to spray with acidic juices and guzzle down.
After feeding, Cryxx became more docile, and devoted his attention to learning more about the world. He and "Doctor F" (as the younger creature called him) spoke late into the night, until fatigue claimed them and they were forced to stop to grant their bodies rest.
The day had passed, and Cryxx still lived. Another successful strungle. Finally, Cryxx slipped into another new experience. A dream filled slumber.
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2008-06-21, 05:01 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: A Second Chance
@J. Elliot Arwell & Nick
SpoilerEach of you makes your way to central park, in your respective heroic(?) guises. As you watch the activity around the central park lake from two different angles, you see several army types surrounding the flatbed truck and crane while a tall, thin individual in a white lab coat seems to be directing the action of the crane's operator. The crane cable is already down in the lake, and there is a bubbling around where the cable enters the water. Suddenly a diver surfaces and touches the top of his head with one hand, then holds the hand up in the air, a finger extended and makes a whirling motion. The scientist(?) turns to the crane operator and says something, and the man begins moving levers, causing the crane cable to go taut as something which is obviously quite heavy begins being lifted from the bottom of the lake.
OOC: In your next posts, please describe how you would appear to someone who was looking at you in your current guise.
@Dr. Faraday
SpoilerRefer to my first post (Nightfall). You see the army trucks rumbling past your building in the streets of New York. Martial law is being declared.
@Cryxx
SpoilerIn your dreams you have several flashes of familiar fear. You've been threatened by giant, rumbling machines before... when you were small. It seems the machines got big along with you. There's also a disturbing dream where a drone comes out of a giant beehive saying that the queen bee has declared that all other insects in her kingdom will be stung to death.Last edited by Wiz; 2008-06-21 at 05:02 PM.
Show me a hero, and I'll write you a tragedy.
- F. Scott Fitzgerald
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2008-06-23, 01:04 AM (ISO 8601)
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Re: A Second Chance
Cryxx
Cryxx awoke, a blind panic scorching through his mind. Images! He had moved...but was back here now...
Bees...kill all insects...rumbling...
But now was different. He was back in the apartment. But the rumbling...the rumbling continued...and the voice booming through the streets.
Cryxx rushed to the window. Several of the rumbling creatures were moving down the street accompanied by smaller creatures. Similar to the Doctor but covered in chitin and all the same colour. They moved not with the cautious wariness of prey, but the murderous intent of predators. And the voice...the voice was coming from one of the rumbling creatures. Another herald of the queen?! It must be stopped.
Without pause for thought Cryxx scuttled out the window and down the shadow covered wall. Reaching the bottom, Cryxx lurked in the shadows behind a dumpster before spitting a jet of corrosive acid at the creature with the booming voice.
Spoiler
So, surprise round then?
Hide check (-20 for attack): 19
http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1636874/
Attack roll against vehicle with PA system: 31 and 24 (rapid shot)
http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1636876/
Damage for each (in order of 31 then 24 to hit rolls): 24 and 21
http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1636877/
And initiative for next round: 27
http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1636878/
And for their return fire, Cryxx's AC is 29 plus partial concealment from the dumpster.
If I win initiative again, he may act differently depending on reaction of army people. I guess they would still react without 'acting' before their turn, right?
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2008-06-23, 09:26 AM (ISO 8601)
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Re: A Second Chance
@Cryxx
SpoilerThe convoy you have intercepted has 3 vehicles. A jeep in the lead, with a 50 caliber machine gun mounted on the back; a humvee with a loudspeaker array mounted on top; and a armored personel carrier bringing up the rear. Twin arcs of corrosive saliva spew out from the shadowy dumpster and strike the humvee, the first one dissolving the loundspeaker array on top of the vehicle, the second painting a large splotch on the side, which dissolves through, exposing some equipment carried in back and the silouette of a man backlit by glowing, and now sparking electronics. The soldier on the back of the jeep spins around, bringing his machine gun to bear on the shadowy dumpster, as does the soldier who is manning the 50 caliber on the APC. There is a slight pause, and then the twin machine guns open up, unleashing hell in the street.
SpoilerI have absolutely no rules here on how to handle autofire... so I'm just doing 10 shots per gun. At your armor, only a 20 will hit anyway.
(1d20)[6],(1d20)[7],(1d20)[15],(1d20)[19],(1d20)[15],(1d20)[6],(1d20)[17],(1d20)[14],(1d20)[14],(1d20)[20];
(1d20)[13],(1d20)[20],(1d20)[2],(1d20)[16],(1d20)[12],(1d20)[20],(1d20)[9],(1d20)[2],(1d20)[17],(1d20)[18]Last edited by Wiz; 2008-06-23 at 09:41 AM.
Show me a hero, and I'll write you a tragedy.
- F. Scott Fitzgerald
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2008-06-23, 09:31 AM (ISO 8601)
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Re: A Second Chance
@Cryxx (continued)
SpoilerSpoiler3 shots hit, checking criticals (also require 20's) damage is 1d10 (plus multipliers for critical) checking criticals ((1d20)[14],(1d20)[18],(1d20)[12]); (rolling damage (1d10)[6],(1d10)[10],(1d10)[8])
Scores of bullets tear through the dumpster and pulverize brick behind you. If you were a standard geeky game player and moviegoer you might think your character feels like Clint Eastwood in "The Gauntlet" Your heavy exoskeleton, amazing dexterity, and of course the shadows and concealment keep you mostly safe, but by sheer chance three bullets impact into you, inflicting 24 lethal damage.
@Faraday
SpoilerYou go to a street-facing window to hear the announcement, just in time to see Cryxx jump out another, drop down to the street, and shoot acid at one of the vehicles. Two other vehicles open up on him with 50 caliber machine guns.Last edited by Wiz; 2008-06-23 at 09:43 AM.
Show me a hero, and I'll write you a tragedy.
- F. Scott Fitzgerald
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2008-06-23, 10:38 PM (ISO 8601)
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- In the Playground
Re: A Second Chance
OOC: [spoiler] Reflex save for the first attack to avoid the bullet (DC18):
http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1638028/
Reflexive teleportation to other side of street for 2cp (which occurs in their turn).
Cryxx
HP: 51/51
PP: 38/40
Cryxx stared through his many eyes as the bullets soared towards him. He could tell the maze they wove would make impossible to avoid them all. At this spot at least. With a pulse of instinct he had not possessed before Cryxx blinked from existence, appearing in the shadows across the street.
The creatures stared at the spot were he was, giving him the chance to retaliate. It seemed the larger foes were assisted by the smaller ones on their backs. These small ones seemed to be creating the most noise.
Sticking to the shadows, Cryxx sends a jet of numbing paralyzing venom at each of the small creatures. The Doctor had shown a vulnerability to it before.
Spoiler
Rapid attacking, one shot at each of the men manning the machine guns since their back will be exposed.
To hit: 18 and 33
http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1638031/
Damage: 33 and 35, though I did not include sneak attack. Should this have sneak attack added since I am popping up behind them?
http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1638033/
And another hide check for sniping: 10
http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1638038/
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2008-06-23, 11:16 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: A Second Chance
Scott Faraday
Scott curses, loudly.
Akosh is amused for a second about the doctor's choice in swearing.
"Seriously Doctor F, an f-bomb? Who uses that anymore?"
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2008-06-23, 11:42 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: A Second Chance
@Cryxx & Dr. Faraday
SpoilerLoud radio chatter erupts, one man shouting "Bravo Squad under attack..." twin arcs of venom come from the shadows on the other side of the street each one splashing over the two soldiers manning 50 calibur machine guns. Both men collapse, convulsing. Someone in the APC calls out, "Bravo Squad move out, we are ambushed!" The vehicles roar to life and start peeling away as a man radios out the position of the attack.Show me a hero, and I'll write you a tragedy.
- F. Scott Fitzgerald
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2008-06-24, 12:26 AM (ISO 8601)
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Re: A Second Chance
Cryxx
Cryxx buzzed in annoyance, still addle minded from the dream. If the drones escape, they will tell the queen! As soon as the creatures roar and begin to move, Cryxx sprays corrosive venom at their strange spinning legs, hoping to immobilise them.
SpoilerFiring acid venom at the front two vehicles, looking to burn out their wheels or at least slow them down.
Rapid attack of course. To hit: 22 and 24
http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1638201/
Damage: 29 and 30
http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1638212/
Hide: 1
http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1638230/
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2008-06-24, 12:36 AM (ISO 8601)
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Re: A Second Chance
Scott Faraday
Being too far from Cryxx or the soldiers to use his telepathy and not really wanting to get close too close to a firefight w/ a machine gun, Scott opts for more traditional.
"DAMN IT CRYXX. STOP! STOP!"Visit the Chocolate Hammer IRC channel!
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2008-06-24, 01:13 AM (ISO 8601)
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Re: A Second Chance
@Cryxx & Faraday
SpoilerAcid spurts from the shadows on the same side of the alley, and the jeep and the humvee both blow out their right front tires, as well as make horrendous grinding noises from their axels. The jeep spins out 180 and stops, the humvee smashes into the front of it and also stops. Three or four men pile out of both vehicles on the side away from the acid attacks. As the APC pulls up and pauses, the men run around the back and start climbing up the ramp that falls open at the rear of the vehicle. Meanwhile, a man has wrestled the body of his downed comrade from the machine gun on the APC and he takes position at it, swinging the barrel around to the source of the attacks. The APC roars to life, and one or two men are running to jump inside over the sparking ramp as it tears down the street. The doctor is shouting something from his window up high from the action.Last edited by Wiz; 2008-06-24 at 01:15 AM.
Show me a hero, and I'll write you a tragedy.
- F. Scott Fitzgerald
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2008-06-24, 08:41 AM (ISO 8601)
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Re: A Second Chance
Nick Gambino
SpoilerDescription in armor: Nick's basic body shape remains once his armor is activated, but there is nothing else to give away his features, though he is still wearing the same clothes, obviously. The armor covers his body in irregularly-shaped polygonal black scales the approximate color and luster of of obsidian (imagine the shape and size of shapes on a turtle's shell or a soccer ball). It covers every exposed inch of skin, including the eyes (those two scales work like sunglasses), ears, nose and mouth (all reduced to small holes or slits). When he activates the armor, his skin thickens and hardens from the inside out. The scales start as points of black on his skin that nearly instantly grow until reaching the adjacent scales.
Currently wearing: jeans and a black leather jacket over the armor.
From earlier post: Hide/Move Silently = 23
Hugging the shadows beneath the ledge of a no-doubt expensive high-rise bordering Central Park, Nick watches the proceedings with interest.
((Are there soldiers ringing the park, or is it relatively easy to get in somewhere that's not right by the lake?))Notice: Weekends are unpredictable for me. Weekdays are not. Expect more consistent activity then.
Used to DM: Unlikely Comrades, A New Chance (OoC)
Used to play: The Legend of Ashardalon, Tudor Mansion
PbP registration entry, last edited 8/17/09 (do have a look if I'm applying for your game)
Always interested in playtesting new/variant/homebrew rules. :-)
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2008-06-24, 09:58 AM (ISO 8601)
- Join Date
- Jul 2007
- Location
- LA
Re: A Second Chance
@Nick & J. Elliot Arwell
SpoilerAs you watch, the crane continues straining. Whatever it's bringing up from the bottom of the lake is obviously very heavy. Looking around, you notices the soldiers from the ATV are positioned around the lake, but there are not a lot of soldiers elsewhere in the park. OOC: For more details you can always roll a spot check.Last edited by Wiz; 2008-06-24 at 10:00 AM.
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