e0fca3 No.32379 [Last50 Posts]
The end times are upon the United States of America, and soon upon the whole world. The country's greatest heroes and villains have fallen against an ironclad evil– a legion of robotic, laser-toting skeletons led by the insidious Skeleton Prime. Much of the country has fallen into its grip– few capable of standing up to this horrid foe still remain.
That is where YOU come in. You are a superhero, a supervillain, a super-whatever– and because of your pitiful, overlooked, D-List status, you were not targeted by the Skeleton forces nor asked to fly into battle against them. And so you have survived.
Now, with the League of Righteousness dead and most of D.O.O.M slain or AWOL, it is YOUR time to rise up, defeat the Cyber Skeleton Legions, and claim that sweet, sweet superhuman street cred for your own.
CHARACTER SHEET
Name: The name the superhuman community and the news know you by. Secret identity optional.
Age: Approximate, as needed.
Origin Story: How YOU became a superhuman/alien/dog, and the basis for your superpowers and super-equipment.
Blood Type: Fill this out.
Signature Color: Pick a color. One that I can actually access in MSPaint. You may want to wait until the map-wipe for this.
Domain: Doctor Doom has Latveria, Batman has Gotham. You have your own domain, represented by your Signature Color. The bigger your domain, the more resources you can draw upon, but the harder it is to defend.
Superpowers: Determined by Fluff/Origin Story.
Equipment: Determined by Fluff.
Followers: Determined by Fluff.
Renown: Starts at D-List
PREVIOUS 4CHAN THREAD AND OTHER THREADS HERE: https://warosu.org/tg/thread/39813420
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e0fca3 No.32380
 | Rolled 65 (1d100) |
SKELETON PRIME has launched a brutal counter-offensive against many of America's rebel heroes– using their fallen, mindslaved compatriots as the first line of attack.
With almost no NEUTRAL GROUND left between the scattered holdouts and the CYBER SKELETON LEGIONS, constant incursions are quickly gearing up into an ALL OUT WAR.
Will America's survivors take the Skeletons to task? Or crumble under a tide of IRON BONES?
>Quartet 4 Revival 0/16
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e0fca3 No.32382
"MISS MOSCOVIA.
WHATEVER IS GOING ON IN HELL-RIDER'S LANDS.
CAN YOU RUN THERE AND RELIEVE HIM PLEASE? HE HAS TO GET TO THE SHOW!"
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e0fca3 No.32383
| Rolled 25, 65, 80 = 170 (3d100) |
>>Name: Paradox (Alexandra Kein)
>>Age: Mid-Late 30's. Don't be rude about it.
>>Origin Story: Daughter of a scientist that never really seemed to do anything while Alexandra was around, Alexandra resented the father that was never there and his insistence that she follow in his shallow footsteps as a scientist. When the jazz skeletons attacked, he sent her far from their home in New York State to the Dakotas. Mumbling about 'having to destroy every scrap of it' and 'now it was her turn', he thrust a small notebook into her grasp and told her to 'reactivate the program'. Inside was gibberish, until one day she dropped the journal and saw the message from the correct angle. "Enemy: Unknown." The strange figures that looked like little grey men on several pages began to make sense.
>>Blood Type: O+
>>Signature Color: Dark Yellow
>>Domain: South-Western South Dakota
>>Superpowers: [C-List Device Invention], [Super Intellect], [Outsider Tech Knowledge] [D-List Whip Combat]
>>Equipment: [Armored Labcoat Disguise], [Antique Laser Rifle],[Prototype Laser Whip], [Passkey], [Tiny Xenolab], [Cursed "HellBuster", No Warranty][SHSG Guitar] [Slightly Holy Showerhead]
>>Followers: 3 Veteran Soldiers, 30 Green Soldiers
>>Renown: D-List
>>Communications: Radio - listen across USA. broadcast 1 state radius.
>>Projects:[B-List Device Invention 5/15]
>>Misc: 4 [Skeleton Scrap]
>>32382
"You've got two supporting guitarists, Mastermind. I'll deal with the guy outside, the rest of you get this distraction dealt with."
1.
Paradox gives her SHSG Guitar a lazy play as she walks outside to deal with the stoner attacking the venue.
"I was not suggesting or asking that you pledge yourself to me, deamon. Pledge, and be rewarded. Deny me and suffer."
2&3.
A stoner in some sort of powered armor? Paradox laughs. "I'll have quite a bit of fun taking you apart."
Engage the stoner and use Paradox's skill at inventing and building devices to understand and dismantle this foe's armor and weapons.
+[C-List Device Invention], [Super Intellect], [Outsider Tech Knowledge] [D-List Whip Combat]
+[Armored Labcoat Disguise], [Antique Laser Rifle],[Prototype Laser Whip]
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e0fca3 No.32384
| Rolled 97, 33, 46 = 176 (3d100) |
>>32379
Name: Kaza'kazdun
Age: 10,000
Origin Story: A long forgotten spirit of magic brought forth from the Chaos Wilds in an attempt to help fight the skellitons. Who knew that trying to take something from a place called the Chaos Wilds would have unknown consequences on the summoner and spirit.
Blood Type: none
Signature Color: brownish
Domain: bum fuck Georgia
Superpowers: [B-list Super Sorcery], [D-List Super Stealth], [Psionic Resistance], [Summoner Health Boost], [D-List Artificing], [Enhanced Vision], [Almost-Super Charisma]
Equipment: [Weak Wand Of Magic Missile], [Magic Cutlery], Ikea Wands, [Tiny Enchanted Gun Stockpile], [Chocolatizing Coffee Mug], [Magical Hippy Van][Reagent Supply]
+ 1 Skeleton Scrap
+ 1 Strange Magical Object
+ 1 Ley Line Node
+ 1 [Magical Alter]
+ [Reinforced Devil's Bronze Body] ([C-List Flight][D-List Super Strength][D-List Super Speed])
+ [Meagre Tome]
+ [Slightly Less Meagre Tome]
Followers: 6 Cultists trained in magic, 8 Novice Artificer, Chaos Wolves, Charlie Company, [C.C. War Machine], 7 [Rust Monsters], 4 golems, 8 Engineers
Weakness: This Mortal Coil - You are bound to the increasingly unstable, relatively fragile shell of your summoner. If he dies, you're banished.
Renown: Starts at D-List.
Domain: [Basic Magical Populace]
In progress:
A list super sorcery - 11/25
New body transfer - 11/16.66
1-3. I really don't have time for this. "Cultists, get the warning out to Charlie Company and fight off the the jazz barges." Then catapult loose stones nearby at the voodoo witch doctor at high velocity.
+B-List super sorcery
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e0fca3 No.32385
| Rolled 83, 70, 41 = 194 (3d100) |
>>32379
Name: The Hell-Rider
Age: 26
Origin Story: Douglas Green was just a simple biker before one day he was gunned down in by a member of a rival gang. His soul was sucked directly to help were he was tormented for all of his wrong doings in life. Douglas was however was no ordinary man and set about planning his escape from hell. Taking to ambushing and eating the lesser demon-kin he found himself twisting in both body and mind as he made his way towards the limits of Hell. How exactly he got out at that point not even he remembers is finding himself back in his hometown by the ruins of his old watering hole. Finding himself in the wreckage of the world now ruled by Iron-Bones he has set off to make things right and maybe redeem his soul on the way.
Blood Type: O
Signature Color: Purple
Domain: Northern Texas
Powers: [A-List Fire Resistance][A-List Demonic Transformation (gives A-List Super Strength, A-List Endurance and D-List Flight)][C-List Motorcycling][D-List Guitar Skills] Demon-Hog:[B-List Super Speed]
Weakness: [Devil's Reject] - You fought your way out of Hell, but Hell wants your black soul back. Your critical failures can attract OTHER types of attention, you are harmed and repelled by objects of faith, and banishing magic is particularly deadly to you.
Equipment: Hellforged Chain, Demon-Hog, Demonhide Jacket, Holy Stratocaster
Assets: [Old Biker Clubhouse]
[3 Grenades]
Followers: 2 Old Ladies, 9 Road Warriors, 1 Road Huntress, 4 Bikers
—–
1-3. Turn into a demon, run up the hill, grab the stoner, drag him kicking and screaming to the rock concert, throw him at the demons.
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e0fca3 No.32386
| Rolled 43, 84, 100 = 227 (3d100) |
Name: Scruftron- (Real name Scruffy)
Age: 28
Origin Story: Once a mild mannered entry-level Janitor at a secret military instillation, Pvt. Scruffy was selected for secret goverment experiments in creating Artificial supers. He was infused with Neodymium enriched Iron as a substitute for the iron in his blood. The effect of this experiment gave the gift of Magnetism! He could fling great blocks of steel with a flick of the wrist! Pry open vault doors with his mind! Bend spoons! The potential was limitless! Except that the metal actually had to be magnetic… And he's afraid of spiders
Blood Type: AB-
Signature Color: Orange
Domain: somewhere in Nebaska
Superpowers: [B-List Magnetism], [B-List Janitorial Skills], [B-List Staff Combat]
Equipment:
+ [Psi-Adamant Carapace]
+ [Super Strong Strange Naginata]
+ [Psi-Adamant Warboots]
>Extra Equipment:
+[Psion-Alloy Armor]
+[Cyber Alloy Armor]
+[Janitorial Armor D-list]
>Allies:
+[The Psychonaut]
>Followers:
+[1 Janitorial Captains]
+[23 Janitor Elites]
+[3 Janitors]
+[14 Janitor Strippers]
+[Doctor Phillip]
+[Computer Whiz Jimmy]
+[Windex] - the Invisible Marauder.
+ [Bucketboy] - the water-slinging floorwasher.
+ [Scour] - the bombshell that can disintegrate objects with her touch.
+ [Harvey] - a mountain of a man that soaks up punishment like a sponge.
+[Dura-Dong] - Man with a Iron will, and a Iron Cock.
Renown: B-list
Weakness: [Eight Legged Freaks] - Spiders and spider-like creatures give you a severe penalty to all rolls.
>Buildings:
+[Scruff Base-Heavy Metal Version]+[EMP Fields]&[Tank Traps]&[Tank Turret Emplacement]
+ [Forge]
>Other Stuff
+ [Hunk Of Steel Sculpture].
+ [Low Weapons Supply]
+ [Scruffy's Porn Stash]
+ [Skelly Scrap Research]
+[Repulsion Tech]
+[Abandoned Tactical]
+[8 Scrufftech Laser Repeaters]
+[70 Skeleton Scrap]
+[1 Jazzhulk Wreck]
+[Quartet 3's Head]
+[Super Laser Pointer]
+[Masterwork War Bucket]
+[Inert "Doxy"
>Research
Skeley Virus 3/8
Questionably Placed Cyber Grafting 16/???
A-List Magnetism 14/20
Jazzbarge Reconstruction 1/5
Laser Repeater Factory 1/5
Doxy Analysis 5/9
1. Another push to the south, liberating and reclaiming in one small measure, we have much to do so I don't want anything to happen to upset our current plans.
2. Continue the analysis of Doxy, look into the pilot's seat in particular.
3. Finally, I shall personally aid my men in the construction of the laser repeator factory, after the debacle that happened last time I feel that I should be the one to supervise and prevent anything else from happening.
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e0fca3 No.32387
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e0fca3 No.32388
| Rolled 21, 12, 7 = 40 (3d100) |
Name: The Bag of Eh
Age: As old as Canada!
Origin Story: “Eh” is the greatest hero of Canada! Ask anyone. It’s an ancient flying bag of milk as old as the country itself and is largely theorized to be the Canadian equivalent to Captain America if Captain America was a gallon of milk. While this might strike everyone as a mediocre hero and even boring, “Eh” is very famous in Canada and is very important there. He even has his own channel on public broadcasting where he talks about issues of public concern such as climate change and social justice. This lack of actual combat – crime is rare in Canada – means he is relatively weak when compared to the boorish and frankly uncouth Americans. Also, I should add, the fact that everyone in the United States hasn’t heard of him isn’t surprising given that Americans are often aloof and self involved. This is also why nobody has heard of him despite his constant efforts to defeat the UN-Canadian Skeletron Prime. Let’s Go Canada!
Blood Type: Milk
Signature Color: Light Blue [or whatever]
Domain: [???]
Superpowers: Ice Attacks and Canadian Diplomacy
Superpowers: [A+List Milk Manipulation], [B-List Ice Blasts], [Super Charisma], [C-List Invulnerability] [D-List Ice Shield]
[D-List Animal Friendship]
Equipment: 10 Scrap
Followers: [Canadian]
+ 3 [Canadian Geese]
Renown: [D-List]
Possessions: [None]
Territory: [Niagara Falls Base,NY]
Weakness: [A Bag Of Milk] - You are literally a bag of milk. Nobody within the confines of America takes you seriously. Not even the skeletons. Setting up governments, recruiting followers, pacifying civilians– these are all impossible. Because you're a bag of milk.
–In Progress—
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Actions
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1.2.3. Eh gets a grip and gets read for combat! With the geese summoned, Eh evades, fires, evades, fires some more, and then evades and fires! Eh doubts his abilities, but he thinks that focusing his attacks are his best bet! [Combat: Ice Blasts]
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e0fca3 No.32390
| Rolled 38, 3, 73 = 114 (3d100) |
Name: Real name Eva Foxx Cover name Steel wall.
Age: 17 years
Origin Story: Eva was a child prodigy in the field of robotics, she even managed to make a working robotic arm at the age of 13 and was accepted into collage roughly a year later. She was just a normal person in collage when the skeletons came, during the invasion she did the only thing she really could do at that point and hid in her collage dorm room hoping that everything would be okay, and it was okay, for her anyway. She then set up shop scavanging what she could and started to make something that would let her fight back against the skeletons and, after a long while of hard work, testing, failing, even more testing, she finally managed to make a basic protective suit of power armor for herself. It doesn't mater how its done all that matters is taking back this land, if not in the name of the USA in the name of humanity.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Bronze….ish
Domain: Grand Rapids, Michigan
Superpowers: [Super Intellect] [C-List Device Invention] [C-List Tool Creation]
Equipment: [Basic Tech Lab] [C-List Power Armor] [C-List Cyber-Harness]
Under construction: [Improved Tech Lab 2/6] [Repaired College Base 2/4]
Followers: No one…yet
Renown: Starts at D-List, still at D-List
1. Alright, that was fun! And I got a few new materials from it to boot. But before I start checking this material out to see how I can use it to improve my power armor I better go and fix that draft once and for all.
2/3 Another thing I need to do is actually get the lab up and running properly, after all without a decent lab I cant even hope to see what makes that gun I got tick, also it will make the many things on the list for the future much easier…
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e0fca3 No.32391
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e0fca3 No.32393
| Rolled 51, 97, 64 = 212 (3d100) |
>>32379
Name: Alex "Dragoon" Walker
Age: Twenties
Origin Story: Was a Normal Guy until the Spirit of a very old and powerful(at one point) Earth Dragon possessed his body, Now He fights to become strong a retake the world, one rock at a time.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Green
Domain: Northern Georgia, Most of Alabama, most of Mississippi
>Superpowers:
[A-List Rock Manipulation]
[B-List Endurance] (A 17/20)
[B-List Metal Manipulation]
[Maximum Dragon Rock Fusion]
[C-List Super Strength]
[B-List Dragon's Breath]
[C-List Physical Fitness]
>Equipment:
[Fortified Base.]
[Enhanced Fortifications]
[Improved Infrastructure]
[Superhard Fortresses]
[19 Skeleton Scrap]
[Skeleton Alloy Ammo]
[Anti-air defenses]
[7 Radio Towers (can reach anywhere East of the Rockies]
[Advanced Training Room.]
[Alloy Armor]
[Fortified Basic Research Lab]
[Basic Skelescrap Forge!]
>Followers:
[Mayor of Atlanta]
[18 Veteran Survivors]
3 Scientists
>Research
Jazzhulk Research 3/6.
Renown: B-list
Status: Fine
1-3. Another one. Fucking Christ. Dragoon tells his survivors to man the defenses and make sure this this chucklefuck doesn't get any help or a clear avenue of escape.
Dragoon uses his metal manipulation to deflect and deny any metal projectiles heading towards him, either making them miss or slowing them down fast enough to make them useless on his armor and skin. He returns fire with his breath and battery of earth spikes aimed at the interloper. Any blocked, deflected or misaimed spikes will situate themselves above him, ready to crash him with their quarry on point.
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e0fca3 No.32394
| Rolled 14, 30, 57 = 101 (3d100) |
Name: Max "The Slice" Edgeman
Age: Approximately 50 (Looks in his mid 20s but dried out or some shit)
Origin Story: Max Edgeman was a regular, yet edgy, salt mine worker for years until one day a mine shaft collapsed with him inside. Within the closed off shaft, he found a relic made by the first Edgelord, and with it, a necklace and a note. 'You who finds this shrine have been chosen to control the edge as I did. You will surpass all others in the way of edge.' Donning the necklace he found he had gained edge far superior to his own. So much so that his mere presence gave him the ability to cut at things. Max began to carve his way out of the salt mine. Trapped for years and living on a diet of nothing but salt, he found he soon found was developing an affinity with it, becoming molded by it. He found he could control the salt, shape it to his will as it shaped him. Finally escaping the salt mine, he found the world had changed much, however he was determined to show the edge he had gained in the salt mine.
Blood Type: AB-
Signature Color: Brown.
Domain: Missouri, [Nigh-Impregnable Salt Citadel]
Superpowers: [B-List Cutting] [A-List Salt Control] [Anger Sense] [D-List Salt Shielding]
Weakness: Donut Steel - With great power comes a great burden. Gathering followers and making allies is incredibly difficult for you, and your edge is like a beacon throughout the psionic sea. The threat range for attracting Skeleton attention is increased.
Equipment:
+Donte's Amulet
+Some Ivy Cream
+Edgy Chain Shorts
+Cybersonic Augment: Jazzwave
+28 Skeleton Scrap
+1 Augment Scrap
+3 Psicrystals
+2 Jazzbarge Wreckage Halves
Followers:
+5 [Salt Golems]
Renown: D-List
A-List cutting 6/18
Skelescrap Scientist 7/12
Donte's Amulet Study 3/5
1. I'm getting some wildly edgy vibes from this amulet. WHAT SECRETS IS IT KEEPING FROM ME? 3/5
2. And the scientist. THE SCIENTIST. The bastard is hiding from me, and it's time for him to come out already. 7/12
3. At least I have my cutting though. The serene slices across the river, everyone knows I'm all about the showmanship there. But when I'm down the stream with my slices, they better look out. 6/18
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e0fca3 No.32397
| Rolled 18, 44, 82 + 10 = 154 (3d100) |
>>32393
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e0fca3 No.32398
| Rolled 33, 7, 53 + 10 = 103 (3d100) |
>>32388
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e0fca3 No.32399
| Rolled 21, 85, 69 + 10 = 185 (3d100) |
>>32384
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e0fca3 No.32400
| Rolled 32, 20, 8 - 5 = 55 (3d100) |
>>32385
>>32383
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e0fca3 No.32402
| Rolled 66, 59, 97 = 222 (3d100) |
>>32379
Name: Lord "Dracula" Bob, King of Greater Wisconsin, "The Wisconsin Vampire", Once and Future King
Age: 30
Origin Story: Fell into a vat of high performance makeup designed for athletes who want to look nice. Which was place conveniently near a costume department store. The fangs make it hard for him to chew and his super powered body needs a lot of nutrients so he drinks all his meals with a nibble hear and there. His now pristine and flawless white skin is very sensitive to light. Before all that he was just a jobless actor who made bad poetry and puns and lived in closet of an apartment with no windows in the basement in a bad neighborhood.
Blood Type: D for Drinks A Lot
Signature Color: Blood Red
Domain: Transylvania Forest (Milwaukee), Greater Wisconsin, New Camelot
Superpowers: [B-List Super Strength], [A-List Super Speed], [C-List Super Stealth], [B-List Hypnotism], [B-List Swordsmanship], [Psionic Resistance]
Weakness: [Sorta Vampirish] - Being in sunlight causes pain and blindness. Most actions must be done during the night, or underground. You can more or less only eat liquids. Fire does extreme damage to you since the makeup is, apparently, napalm-based.
Equipment:[Hang-Glider]. [Excalibur], [Skeleton Alloy Pants],[Retrofitted Psiadamant Gauntlets], [Purple Crystal Globe](Flail with claw-machine-esque clutch), 5 [Skeleton Laser Rifles]. 28 [Skeleton Scrap],[Skeleton Alloy Gauntlets]
Followers: 8 Teenagers, 2 Dr.Handymen (Dr. Richards and Dr. Frakensteen), 2 Vampire Apprentice [Pa'Trikk The EverCrispy], [Wisconsin Super-Governor],[Elijah "Dark Sanguinus" Blake], [Werewolf Tribe]
Renown: [B-List]
Buildings: Trap-Filled Castle - Heavily Damaged, 4 [Watchtowers],[Training Room], 3 [Radio Towers],
[Transports ready]
Globe Researched. - Potential Control Locus for vehicle.
[Tentative Bigfoot Allies?]
A-List Super Strength 6/20
A-List Swordsmanship 13/20
123 "Brutal."
Good thing I had these new psiadamant gauntlets in case I have to get my hands dirty.
With Excalibur in one hand I grab the Flail Orb's handle with the other and prepare to smash this abomination with not one but TWO irreplaceable and incredibly tough symbols of my power and wisdom respectively. Three if you count the gauntlets as the symbol of my valiant history against Jazz.
Needless to say I would bring the flail to top speed before administering a shattering blow to get her off the roof of my ruined aluminium war tent and stun her.
Then I would devote myself to cutting off her stinger with Excalibur.
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e0fca3 No.32403
| Rolled 49, 32, 53 + 10 = 144 (3d100) |
>>32402
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e0fca3 No.32404
| Rolled 89, 72, 1 = 162 (3d100) |
Name: The Architect (Gregory Udolfo Intrieri)
Age: 23
Blood Type: AB-
Signature Color: Some form of green.
Domain: preferably somewhere in Colorado but if that isn't available anywhere is fine.
Powers: [Super Intellect] [A-List Device Invention] [B-List Tech Manipulation] [D-List Tool Creation]
Equipment: [C-List Power Armor+PlasBlade Emitter]
[Medium Funds]
4 [Plasma Spatulas].
[Sturdy Kitchen Knife]
Followers:
2 [Engineering Undergrads]
Renown: Starts at D-List
Possessions:
4 D-List Power Armor suits +2/turn
16 [Cyber Skeleton Scrap]
2 [Cyber Skeleton Laser Rifle]
[Jar Of Living Metal]
Corpse of Jemalius
>Devices produced/produceable:
[Living Metal Fabrication]
Advanced Power Scanner– it can tell you what the highest power possessed by an individual is.
PlasBlade Emitter: Can both make more AND make equipment that runs on similar processes
[BOIblast Blueprints]
Junk:[No-Slip Remote Control][Basic Power Scanner][Eyelash Groomer][Reciprocating Cereal Bowl Attachment]
Territory:a fair bit
[Basic Power Armor Factory]
[Government]
Stalled:
Power Armor Factory Upgrade 2/8
C-List Tool Creation 4/8
>apple
Why would I drape myself in garbage like that? But at least now I know you are evil. Even more evil than most skeletons. I won't waste any more words on a low quality product like you.
1.2.As is now the usual battle style for the architect, I will open the battle with a volley of 2 plasma spatulas to the throat .
3. Followed up by a few quick plasblade strikes.
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e0fca3 No.32405
| Rolled 40, 55, 58 + 10 = 163 (3d100) |
>>32404
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e0fca3 No.32406
| Rolled 33, 84, 48 = 165 (3d100) |
Name: The Mastermind
Age: At least 100
http://pastebin.com/jqJPHFCr
>Blood Type: AB+
>Signature Color: Dark Red
>Domain: New Mexico
>Superpowers: [Super Intellect], [D-List Device Invention] [Awesome Scar] [B-List Entropy]
1-3. The armies were ready to fight.
And the band was. . .almost ready.
"Fuck where is the demon guy, and Paradox. The concert is starting THIS FUCKING TURN.
FUUUUUUCK. GET ME THE PHONE NOW!"
The MASTERMIND did some last minute EMERGENCY efforts to attempt to get an [Emergency DOOM Double] who could adequately fullfill any musical role in case, he suspected, one person would be fucking late or absent from the band.
Also in case someone got shot during the battle.
This was the last bit of time to prepare anyway. So use it well.
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e0fca3 No.32408
| Rolled 40, 1, 49 = 90 (3d100) |
>>32379
Name: Lord Deadly (Born: Laird Dade Lee)
Age: Mid twenties
Origin Story: See first post; Knight who got super-powers following a turkey accident
Blood Type: O Positive
Signature Color: Dark Green
Domain: None
Superpowers: [B-List Super Speed], [C-List Physical Fitness], [B-List Swordsmanship]
Equipment: [Longsword], [Plate Armor (Unremovable)]. [Medium Funds], [Halberd], [Armor Polish] [Cracked Helmet]
Followers: None
Renown: Starts at D-List
TRAINING: [B-List Physical Fitness 2/8] [A-List Swordsmanship 9/18] [D-List Staff Combat 1/4]
1/2/3. Dammit! This hurts worse than a two hour, full-contact sparring session, and my shield is gone. "You won't live to see it, but I'm going to pry your helmet off of your cold, dead corpse, and take it for myself." With a swift movement of both of my legs, hopefully I can knock him over, and release myself from this pin.Once he's prone, and trying to right himself, I can climb up to the top of the crater, and strike at him with all of my might. The plan is that he won't be able to dodge, being preoccupied with recovering from his position. If that fails, I can still try to evade him and sever his cords and joints.
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e0fca3 No.32409
>>32408
Okay. This character is obviously dead.
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e0fca3 No.32410
| Rolled 99, 38, 58 - 2 = 193 (3d100) |
>>32408
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e0fca3 No.32411
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e0fca3 No.32416
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e0fca3 No.32419
| Rolled 89, 3, 48 = 140 (3d100) |
>>32379
>Name: Max Valcroix, AKA Pulse
>Age: 18
>Origin Story: Pulse is the child of two powerful and famous A-list superheroes, Monolith and Ice Raven. After the accidental murder of a A-list villain by misjudging a combination attack, both turned themselves in to the police in shame. The judge gave them an incredibly harsh sentence in a power play, simultaneous life in a specialized prison with no visitation rights and the government has refused to release them under any circumstances. The incident forced Max out of the public eye, raised by his Grandfather in mid-Florida. Growing up with the power to control and shape raw energy into pulses, weapons and shields and a serious hatred for authority, Pulse has donned an all-black and gray costume to contrast his Parent's silver and red, and sworn to show up the police and do what they can't.
>Blood Type: O+
>Signature Color: White, the color of his energy pulses.
>Domain: Florida.
>Superpowers: [A-list Energy Blast], [A-List Energy Shield], [B-List Weapon Creation] (10.5/20 A-list), [A-List Physical Fitness], [Psionic Resistance].
>Equipment: [Mid-Tech Secret Base (Cavern under High School), +Hidden], [High-Speed Motorcycle (Super)], [Army Base], [Tattered Father's Costume], [League Communicator]
>Followers: Grandpa (Running Secret Base), [Florida Resistance (Trained)], [Resistance Government], [Mark and Michelle - Fire and Ice twins], [Sophia - Electric Girl], [Julio - Healer], [David, Psionic Amputee]
>Renown: B-List
1/3: Spend a short while to get commands and formations instated to the Resistance members and other Supers, then GET IN THERE. Some well-placed pulses should rip these boats to shreds in the water.
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e0fca3 No.32424
| Rolled 74, 91, 27, 98 = 290 (4d100) |
Name: Lord Vladimire
Age: 60
Origin Story: born to magically gifted parents who immigrated to texas from britain, he was taught the ways of magic, but his father abused both himself and his mother, leaving him with deep scars in childhood. he looked into black magic at an early age in secret, further festering the growing evil in his heart. when his father killed his mother by beating her, furious he killed his own father with his a forbidden spell, the death thunderbolt, which drains the life out of whoever it strikes.
from that day on he would grow to become one of the most notorious figures in magical society, taking the name Vladimire, and gathering an army of cultists and amassing in yet more dark magic. his trademark use of electromagic combined with black magic earned him the title of the "Lighting-DeathLord"
Vladimire is one of the few surviving members D.O.O.M. He was also notorious as being absent, missing very many meetings of D.O.O.M as he had been devoted much of his time trying to hunt down Waldough Whaters, the only person to ever escape him, and prophesied to be the Chosen One who will defeat him. this saved his life, as he was not there to be destroyed with the rest of D.O.O.M., but he also lost most of his followers to the skeleton attack.
he has returned to gather his strength again, and vows that no skeleton will get in the way of him finding and killing "the Child who Hid."
Blood Type: None
Signature Color: Lavender
Domain: somewhere in Texas
Superpowers: Determined by Fluff/Origin Story.
Equipment: Determined by Fluff.
Followers: Determined by Fluff.
Renown: Starts at D-List
Color: Lavender
Superpowers: [B-List Super Sorcery], [B-List Electricity Control], [C-List Electricity Resistance]
Structures: Ley Node, V.U.
Equipment: [Dark Lord's Cloak], [Dark Lord's Wand], [7 Magical Batteries][Scuba Gear][Harpoon Gun][Brineborn Allies] [Nice Yacht][Small Boat Squadron]
Followers: [4 Death Beaters][2 Novice Death Beaters][Wendigo Tribe][Brineborn Allies].
Weakness: [Waldough Whaters And The Shocking Susceptibility] - You are one of the last surviving members of D.O.O.M, the Distinguished Order Of Malefactors. Your dark power is hindered, of course, by the existence of Waldough Whaters, a fleet-footed yet courageous boy. You are at a drastic penalty to interactions with Superheros or innocent folk. Roll an additional unmodified 1d100 per turn: this represents what Waldough is up to as he eludes your grasp…
#1 the Dark Lord's ritual for power continues, as he draws magic from the Leynode to channel his efforts in the University, his followers chanting ancient rites A-list Super Sorcery 5/25
+4 Death Beaters
+V.U.
+Ley Node
#2 the brineborn are going to aid us capture territory along coasts and rivers, if they are going to aid us in land, then the wendigo must learn how to aid them in the water. the Dark Lord's armies fight as one, not many. Amphibious Combat Tactics .5/5
+V.U.
#3 the Dark Lord prepares in his university a great Scrying Tower in the university, powered by the Ley Node, to amplify his abilities. this will directly aid him in finding any wizardborn in hiding, be they trained wizards, or mere children who have not yet discovered their powers, allowing him to recruit them to his school with ease. in due time, he shall empower it such that it could pierce that feeble fuhcuumency the Whater's boy cowers behind.
+V.U.
+Ley Node
#4 where is Waldough. aha! that's it. Yang Sunjust, that korean girl the Whater's boy used to copulate with, before Pigdimples was shut down (thanks to the Dark Lord's efforts). he could still track her using normal scrying. if Waldough attempted to contact her and reach her, the moment his scrying became disrupted he'd know he was in her vicinity. then he could send in his Death Beaters to strike.
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e0fca3 No.32429
| Rolled 76, 23, 72 = 171 (3d100) |
>>32379
Name: Hank Scorpio
Age: Average
Origin Story:
This incredible visionary is a genius entrepreneur who made lots of money with all sorts of space weapon technology. Which is also where his ambitions lie. In space. But all that aside for now, born with incredible super intelligence Hank Scorpio does whatever he can to provide a relaxed work environment for all his employees while they bring about the end of the world. Or happen to save it.
Blood Type: ABC
Signature Color: Pink
Domain: Phoenix, Arizona
Superpowers:
+ Super Intellect
+ OMEGA Regeneration Chip
+ D-List Device Invention
+ D-List Tool Creation
+ D-List Phyiscal Fitness
Followers:
+ A-Team
+ 4 Living Metal Corporate Executives
+ 31 Scorpion Mercenaries
+ 28 Living Metal Mercs
+ 6 Living Metal Mercs (Living Metal Merc Captives) - probably ded?
+ Weapons Expert
Equipment:
+ [Orange Suit]
+ Blueprint Briefcase
+ Medium-High Funds
+ 8 Energy Rifles
+ [Particle Acceleration Cannon]
+ [Quartet 4's Psi-Plasma Warstaff]
+ 3 [Space Rockets]
+ [Psion Tainted Fragments]
Renown: C-List
Buildings:
+ Research Lab
+ Ad-Tech Factory
+ Auto Training Facility
+ Upgraded Research Lab
Tech:
+ Flawless Biomechanical Regeneration Tech (A-list Regeneration, C-List Endurance)
+ Living Steel Alloy -> Living Alloy Bill (Mercs will be converted to Living Alloy at reasonable rate)
+ Metal Augmentation (Regeneration, Fitness, Split Bodyparts)
+ Superpower Dampener [Locked Out] 4/15
+ Subsonic Wave Gun 6/12
+ GiLiMeSS 6/20
+ Laser Integration System 4/8
1. Scorpio sipped on his tea looking at his head scientist he was looking at some wobbly metal object. "Still working on GiLiMeSS?" "Yup." "Cool."
+ GiLiMeSS 6/20
2. Meanwhile LASERS
+ Laser Integration System 4/8
3. His ally needed Scorpio's help so he would play some Bass. The trick was not actually trying to hard cause nobody really appreciated the Bassist anyway.
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e0fca3 No.32433
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e0fca3 No.32435
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e0fca3 No.32436
| Rolled 70, 78, 92 = 240 (3d100) |
>>32379
Name: The Shroud
Age: Time Immemorial
Origin Story: Here since the beginning, the invasion and overthrow of the governments by the robots disturb its slumber. Actually really intelligent and has decided to pose as a super villain to gain more power.
Blood Type: Lcl
Signature Color: Dark Black
Domain: Redding
Superpowers: [B-List Super Strength]; [A-List Super A.T Shield 7/20]; [A-List Regeneration], [Max Limbs (8)]; [D-List Spook-Vision]
Weakness: [Horror From Beyond] - You inspire dread and fear in everyday people. Good luck getting followers or allies.
Equipment: Spoon Collection
Followers: [The LOBBRs (League Of Bargain Bin Rejects)]
Renown: C-List.
[Wounded]
1-3; Hmmmm, the core turning another color seems to indicate either a weak mode and its bluffing, or an overpower mode and it's cocky now. Either way, I will avoid its attack and heal up before attacking again, unless it makes a fatal mistake, in which case, I will take advantage of it
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e0fca3 No.32437
| Rolled 2, 19, 50 - 10 = 61 (3d100) |
>>32436
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e0fca3 No.32532
| Rolled 53, 50, 46 = 149 (3d100) |
>>32382
>Name:
Loria Tarasovich / Miss Moscovia
>Blood Type:
A+
>Signature Colour:
Tzar Yellow
>Domain:
New Moscow.
>Superpowers:
[A-List Super Growth] (gives [B-List Super Strength (A 5/20)+B-List Endurance (A 3/20)]), [B-List Regeneration]
>Weaknesses:
[Blinded Right Eye]
>Equipment:
[Yellow-Black Jumpsuit]
[Lord Hoyt (Imprisoned)]
[Inert Jazz Barges] x5
>Followers:
[New Moscow President] (+(Moscovian Supercar)
[New Moscow Commander In Chief]
[New Moscow Treasurer]
[New Moscow Troops] x2
[Mechanized New Moscow Troops] x2
>Buildings:
[Secured Bunker]
[Fortified Borders]
[Automotive Factory]
[Space Trombone]
[New Moscovian Trading Post]
>Renown:
B-Rank. ((Very) disliked by the Robot Skeletons)
[Skeleton-Mech Rival]
"Нет, is seems to be, doctor appointment. Will come after appointment is done, da?"
It was a convenience that Miss Moscovia was able to get the call from the Mastermind, with the use of the tiny radio. Putting it away, she turns her focus to the reforged titan skeletron and the 'doctor' in question.
"Is not of time, don't bother. If do bother, pain will follow, for you and remade tin bones."
1-3: It is highly doubtful that the tag team of foes would allow her on her way. And even if they did, they'll likely harass and take over territory of New Moscow. It would be better to end them right here, than to let them go free.
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e0fca3 No.32582
| Rolled 27, 59, 46 + 10 = 142 (3d100) |
>>32532
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e0fca3 No.32666
>>32383
1. "Words will not convince me to -serve- anyone, little mortal! Clearly, you're not very keen on how this works…"
2/3. See Below
>>32384
>>32399
One cultist runs away to warn the Company, while the half-transferred spirit of magic rips stones from the air, raining them down in a deluge of rocks and debris.
The witch doctor curls his lip, baring filed-down teeth as he is pummeled by the boulder onslaught, but the projectiles shatter as thick, serpentine tendrils of shadow erupt from his gris-gris and begin lashing out at everything in range. The Cultists lunge forward and begin hurling spells at the voodoo doctor, but they're countered and turned by strange purple symbols that flit through the air.
The Witch Doctor pulls a fistful of needles from some pouch at his waist and hurls them forward, where they explode with concussive magical force to knock many of the cultists aside, giving him a clear path to the magic spirit…
BEGIN ROUND 2 OF KAZA'KAZDUN-VS-VOODOO HOODOO JACK
>>32400
>>32385
>>32383
The power-armored figure whirred up his emitters and prepared to let loose a crackling wave of destruction upon the Hell Rider–
At least until the biker took his demonic form, lunging forward to begin pummeling and grappling with the power-armored figure, throwing him across the dirt and through cacti. His minion, fresh bowl in hand, leapt forward to defend his master, but a laser-whip extended from seemingly out of nowhere and flung him clear into the wall.
With Paradox's aid, whipping apart power couplings and sealing closed ejection ports, the demonic biker pummeled his weed-smoking nemesis with claws and elbows and headbutts, finally throwing him high into the sky, clear INTO the DOOM auditorium, followed shortly by his battered apprentice, followed shortly-er by the two… "heroes."
>>32386
1. You push south, meeting with a bit more resistance but crushing it nonetheless.
2. Doxy Analysis 8/9.
3. You and your men set to building your Laser Repeater Factory, and the work comes naturally to you, as easy as breathing or walking.
Your men eventually just step back as you force the rivets and machinery into place, piece by piece, seemingly independent of any conscious thought or real effort on your part. The resulting factory is big– bigger than you thought it would be, and twice as effective.
You awaken from your magnetic trance to find your factory complete, and a strange, spray-like device grafted to your cybernetic armoring.
Gain [Ultra-Advanced Laser Repeater Factory]. Gain [10 Laser Repeaters]. Gain [Heavy Laser Spray]. A-List Magnetism 16/20
>>32388
>>32398
The Geese divebomb the coffee-quaffing assailant, and he is forced to whirl around in a frighteningly fast dervish to avoid them, kicking them into the dirt and rocks even as blasts of icy power are hurled his way.
The enemy is caught by a blast on his leg, forcing him to almost careen into a nearby rock, but he just as quickly vibrates his body to seemingly flash-melt the stuff and get back into the fight, zipping from side to side to deliver a series of up-close hammer blows to Eh's milky form. Invulnerable and shielded as he is, the floating milk bag is flung many meters backwards by the sheer kinetic force of the blow, and as he floats back into the air his foe takes a gulp of coffee, slamming the lid on his thermos as he prepares for another round.
BEGIN ROUND 2 OF THE BAG OF EH-VS-ESPRESSO TWITCH
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e0fca3 No.32667
>>32390
1. Repaired College Base 3/4
2/3. As you ratchet your sink into place, you pause, canting your ear to the sky as you hear the telltale noises of SMOOTH JAZZ rapidly approaching!
Activating your armor's boosters, you jet out the front door to behold three chrome-furnished Jazz Barges, bristling with skeletal crew, laser guns aimed your way as one of them speaks.
"ALL REBELS WILL BE DESTROYED! INCLUDING -YOU-!"
Improved Tech Lab 3/6
>>32394
1. The Amulet hypnotizes you for several hours with images of the backstage of a Linkin Park concert.
2. Skelescrap Scientist 8/12
3. A-list Cutting 8/18
>>32393
>>32397
The living metal man hurls his metallic payload and grimaces as the onslaught of metal shards is deflected. What ensues is a brief battle of magnetism, where each combatant tries wrenching control of the shards from the other. It's a futile prospect, and the instant the warped and red-hot shards are dropped, Dragoon lets loose a destructive deluge of dragon breath and razor-sharp earthen spikes. The spikes made out of more ferrous material are deflected; the others embed themselves into his gut and elicit a growl as he hunkers down to simply tank the oncoming stream of fire.
The spikes are ripped out of him, then, and whirl in a serpentine spiral above him before being aimed in a deadly surge right at his head. The metallic marauder just grimaces and raises his fist, conjuring a shield of metal that tanks the earthen onslaught, but promptly collapses once the last earth shard embeds itsself into its surface, raining dirt upon the now injured enemy.
BEGIN ROUND 2 OF DRAGOON-VS-TITANIUM FACE
>>32402
>>32403
There's an arachnoid screech as Bob twists his body majestically to bring the flail up in a savage uppercut to the creature's scorpion-mouth, sending her flying high– but not as high as he might have hoped. Undaunted, Bob leaps upward to bring another blow with his partially-stripped down flail, slamming the scorpion menace flat into the concrete.
He parries strikes from her stinger with Excalibur as he deftly lands on his feet, the noxious green venom ejected by the appendage splattering onto his clothes and all around the ground. As the creature peels itsself fully from its concrete crater it lunges for Bob, and Bob takes the opportunity to wrap one massive chitinous claw up in the chain of his flail and pull the beast to him.
Excalibur flashes and there's a chittering scream as the buisness end of her tail is cut clean off, arcing through the air to land, point-first, in the side of Bob's 'war tent.' He kicks the creature in the gut and brings his flail back around, but this only serves to enrage her, and she flings herself forward again, acid dripping from the bloody stump at the tip of her tail.
BEGIN ROUND 2 OF DRACULA BOB-VS-GIGA SCORPIA
>>32404
>>32405
The plasma spatula volley catches the hip new foe off guard, and the weapons embed themselves into the thick armor of his helmet and chest. He stumbles back, ever so slightly, before bringing his charged batons up and shattering both spatulas into pieces, flicking his wrists to telekinetically pull out the still-hot fragments.
The power-armored figures then leap forward and into close combat, then, weaving and juking as baton meets plasblade and metal fist meets metal foot. Neither of the two can seem to get an edge out over the other, at least until The Architect goes for an overhead strike and his enemy catches it between both batons.
Charger cords suddenly erupt from the enemy's armor, embedding themselves into The Architect's own carapace. Pain courses through him as the armor is contorted in ways it was not meant to move, and several important subsystems are instantly corrupted. Gregory brings his free hand around to rip the cords free, but it is enough time for the Architect to shove his plasblade-arm to the side and deliver a pair of quick, hard strikes, completely destroying the emitter. A soft whirring noise is heard as he hops back to deliver a kinetic-enhanced kick to The Architect's gut.
"I have noticed that your primary weapon is disabled… I can fix that for you, with superior Apple technology.
BEGIN ROUND 2 OF THE ARCHITECT-VS-THE TOOL KING
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e0fca3 No.32668
>>32419
1/3. You bark your commands and power up your energy, unleashing a firestorm of energy blasts onto the Skeleton Fleet.
Thanks to your leadership and your personal power, you seem to be getting the best of them! Battleship after battleship is sent sinking into the sea, smoking and crackling from gaping holes torn in their hulls.
As you direct your super-team to deal with the last ship, one of your men screams for you to watch out– just as a concussive blast of Jazz knocks you flat onto your face.
You push yourself upright to behold a tall figure in purple and silver power armor gliding down towards you, the chest decked out in skeleton motifs. His joints and hands crackle with destructive purple energy, and when he speaks it is with a smooth but reverbed voice.
"Now just what d'you think you up to, child? Playin' hero like mommy 'n daddy? D'you know what happened to -them-?"
A ferocious, seething crackle followed as the figure conjured motes of purple energy in both palms. "Let me show you."
>>32424
1. A-list Super Sorcery 8/25
2. Gain [Amphibious Combat Tactics], granting you and your men bonuses to fighting on or in the water.
3. Scrying Tower 1/6
4. Yang Sunjust sighs in her room in Second-Best Korea, an offensively bright and cheery domicile piled high with stuffed animals. Yang herself, a girl known for her eyes so recessed and tightly shut it's quite like she's going about with them closed, was busy polishing her wand with Gangnam Fresh Wand Laquer, known by Lord Vladimire to be of middling quality.
Suddenly, though, there was a ringing noise, and Yang airily flicked her wand to summon her enchanted iPhone to her hand, clicking the "answer" button and speaking loudly.
"What? Waldough? I'm just here in Seoul. Oh, you found out -what-? -Really-! I'll call Elliven right away! Jersey, you said? The Trump Taj Mahal? But, Waldough, the War Walls, we can't– no, really, you know how to get past them??? That's amazing! You have to tell them– it only works for wizards? Oh, that makes sense…
"Alright, you sit right there, and fetch me in two hours! I need to finish waxing my wand!"
>>32429
1. GiLiMeSS 9/20
2. Laser Integration System 5/8
3. You hone your bass skills as you wait for it all to start– you're pretty sure that you can pass for competent.
Gain [D-List Bass Playing].
>>32436
>>32437
The machine lunged forward, stumbling as it did– clearly, whoever took control did not anticipate it being so… -damaged.- This bought the Shroud precious few seconds to relocate and regenerate, surging forward again when the machine came into punching range, and it DID punch: its fists came down harder, its kicks were swifter, and the bass cannon at its core took much less time to charge.
However, the direct control also meant that it could make direct errors. It turned to the side to deliver what should have been a two-handed haymaker, but, in doing so, it crushed a support piston, and the Shroud took its opportunity. Claws raked across its chassis, fists hammered its joints, and the dark creature said nothing as it plunged a hand directly into the machine's chest, half-tearing out the power core before it was driven back by a series of jabs.
The machine staggered backward as it tried to put its core back in, a low, warbling bass note signifying the cannon's malfunction. The Shroud simply glided forward and re-extended all arms, bringing them together to force the machine's own appendages away so that it could reach out and softly, triumphantly rip the core clean out.
There was an almighty shudder, and a psionic cry of fury, as the machine toppled backward, twitching and malfunctioning from a lack of power source. Its resilient foe simply moved forward and tore its head from its body, victorious.
Gain A-list Super A.T. Shield.
Gain [Billie's Bounce Wreck]. Gain [Billie's Bounce Core].
You are trapped in a weakened energy shield.
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e0fca3 No.32669
>>32532
>>32582
The skeleton mech let out an eager hiss and its rider simply folded his arms, giving Miss Moscovia a metal-mouthed grin. The two giants rushed at each other, fist meeting fist and blade meeting air. The super-sized ruskie found herself surprisingly matched with the tenacious, armored foe, as her blows were absorbed by armor plating and her defence was tried more often than not. She pushed, the machine pushed, and they fought back and forth for some time, unable to really do much to one another.
With a metallic roar, the giga skeleton brought its fists up and Miss Moscovia did the same, clenching hands with the metallic monstrosity in a brutal test of strength, both fighters digging their heels into the dirt to hold their ground as the other pushed.
The man on top of the skeleton simply smiled and held his syringe aloft, leaping forward into the fray.
BEGIN ROUND 2 OF MISS MOSCOVIA-VS-TENURED PROFESSOR GHUL AND "ROOM 608"
>>32408
>>32410
"Take my helmet? Kill me?" sneered the Brass Baron as he met Deadly's attempted trip with a savage kick of his own, sending the knight flying backward and through the dirt. "Better men than -you- have tried."
The knight forced himself upright and clutched his longsword with both hands as he lunged forward again, but the Baron was prepared. He caught the blade with his gauntlet and flung it to the side, embedding it firmly into the ground. When Deadly moved to pull it out, he felt a piercing, almighty pain in his midsection.
The Baron had impaled him.
With a great shudder, the knight collapsed, his speed failing him as the Baron's foot came down on his head again, and again, and again…
The knight awoke, then, he knew not how much later, clad in chains, crudely healed, and stuck in some… infernal metal cylinder, somewhere, without his weapons…
YOU ARE NOW [BADLY WOUNDED].
YOU ARE CAPTURED SOMEWHERE AND YOU HAVE NO CLUE -WHERE-.
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e0fca3 No.32670
>>32406
Thankfully, nobody is missing!
Because Hell Rider AND Paradox all show up right after some badly battered fellow in weed-emblazoned power armor and his skull-faced sidekick are thrown into your concert. The demons think this is high comedy, and chuckle heartily. Especially Sk1d.
"PRIME SENDS AN -AUDIENCE-!" he roars, as the sounds of SMOOTH JAZZ fill the air, heralding several dozen jazzbarges flying into view above the concert hall. Mastermind's men finish their weapon-checks, put on their t-shirts and hats, and polish their METAL CDs even as the skeletons begin lowering themselves into the fray. They're locked and loaded to rock and roll…
>>32406
>>32385
>>32383
>>32429
A fiery crescendo erupts from behind Sk1d as his band teleports into place: a drummer with eight tentacular arms, a bassist with flayed skin hanging from a goatman's frame, a rhythm guitarist that resembles a nude, white-eyed woman with guitar picks for fingernails, a lead guitarist that looks just like a more flamey version of the Hell Rider, and Sk1d himself, donning his human guise once again, save for one detail: his eyes are still demonic black-and-yellow pinpricks, his fingers are still capped in wicked claws.
"NOW THAT WE HAVE ASSEMBLED, AND HAVE OUR -AUDIENCE-," roars Sk1d, "LET THIS BATTLE OF THE BANDS -BEGIN-! LET US DROWN OUT THE SOUNDS OF -JAZZ-, AND -DROWN- THE STREETS– WITH BOILING VIRGIN -BLOOD-!"
Demonic flames leapt up as the demonic forces charged the D.O.O.M. army, who were all charged by the cyber skeletons from up above. It all devolved into bloody, metal chaos, the screams and laser-blasts and metallic cracks drowned out by the dueling sounds of METAL and ROCK.
BEGIN THE BATTLE OF THE BANDS, FT. THE KUSH-CHEMIST AND HIS CYBER-SKELETON BACKUP!
POST!
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e0fca3 No.32671
| Rolled 96, 93, 52 = 241 (3d100) |
>>32666
Name: Kaza'kazdun
Age: 10,000
Origin Story: A long forgotten spirit of magic brought forth from the Chaos Wilds in an attempt to help fight the skellitons. Who knew that trying to take something from a place called the Chaos Wilds would have unknown consequences on the summoner and spirit.
Blood Type: none
Signature Color: brownish
Domain: bum fuck Georgia
Superpowers: [B-list Super Sorcery], [D-List Super Stealth], [Psionic Resistance], [Summoner Health Boost], [D-List Artificing], [Enhanced Vision], [Almost-Super Charisma]
Equipment: [Weak Wand Of Magic Missile], [Magic Cutlery], Ikea Wands, [Tiny Enchanted Gun Stockpile], [Chocolatizing Coffee Mug], [Magical Hippy Van][Reagent Supply]
+ 1 Skeleton Scrap
+ 1 Strange Magical Object
+ 1 Ley Line Node
+ 1 [Magical Alter]
+ [Reinforced Devil's Bronze Body] ([C-List Flight][D-List Super Strength][D-List Super Speed])
+ [Meagre Tome]
+ [Slightly Less Meagre Tome]
Followers: 6 Cultists trained in magic, 8 Novice Artificer, Chaos Wolves, Charlie Company, [C.C. War Machine], 7 [Rust Monsters], 4 golems, 8 Engineers
Weakness: This Mortal Coil - You are bound to the increasingly unstable, relatively fragile shell of your summoner. If he dies, you're banished.
Renown: Starts at D-List.
Domain: [Basic Magical Populace]
In progress:
A list super sorcery - 11/25
New body transfer - 11/16.66
1-3. In the words of a less than sane man: I CAST FIST!
+B-List super sorcery.
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e0fca3 No.32672
>>32671
and of course I forget the picture
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e0fca3 No.32673
| Rolled 96, 2, 93 + 10 = 201 (3d100) |
>>32671
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e0fca3 No.32674
>>32386
Laser Repeater Factory gives 8 Repeaters per turn.
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e0fca3 No.32676
| Rolled 55, 67, 70 = 192 (3d100) |
Name: Max "The Slice" Edgeman
Age: Approximately 50 (Looks in his mid 20s but dried out or some shit)
Origin Story: Max Edgeman was a regular, yet edgy, salt mine worker for years until one day a mine shaft collapsed with him inside. Within the closed off shaft, he found a relic made by the first Edgelord, and with it, a necklace and a note. 'You who finds this shrine have been chosen to control the edge as I did. You will surpass all others in the way of edge.' Donning the necklace he found he had gained edge far superior to his own. So much so that his mere presence gave him the ability to cut at things. Max began to carve his way out of the salt mine. Trapped for years and living on a diet of nothing but salt, he found he soon found was developing an affinity with it, becoming molded by it. He found he could control the salt, shape it to his will as it shaped him. Finally escaping the salt mine, he found the world had changed much, however he was determined to show the edge he had gained in the salt mine.
Blood Type: AB-
Signature Color: Brown.
Domain: Missouri, [Nigh-Impregnable Salt Citadel]
Superpowers: [B-List Cutting] [A-List Salt Control] [Anger Sense] [D-List Salt Shielding]
Weakness: Donut Steel - With great power comes a great burden. Gathering followers and making allies is incredibly difficult for you, and your edge is like a beacon throughout the psionic sea. The threat range for attracting Skeleton attention is increased.
Equipment:
+Donte's Amulet
+Some Ivy Cream
+Edgy Chain Shorts
+Cybersonic Augment: Jazzwave
+28 Skeleton Scrap
+1 Augment Scrap
+3 Psicrystals
+2 Jazzbarge Wreckage Halves
Followers:
+5 [Salt Golems]
Renown: D-List
A-List cutting 8/18
Skelescrap Scientist 8/12
Donte's Amulet Study 3/5
1. The faces of edge have shown themselves. Just a little longer and I will unlock that sort of power. 3/5
2. He is here. The scientist. I can feel it. And soon he will work for me. 8/12
3. I feel it, the power of the slice, taking hold of me. SOON, I will be able to absolutely obliterate all who stand before me. 8/18
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e0fca3 No.32677
| Rolled 42, 95, 28 = 165 (3d100) |
>>32666
Name: Scruftron- (Real name Scruffy)
Age: 28
Origin Story: Once a mild mannered entry-level Janitor at a secret military instillation, Pvt. Scruffy was selected for secret goverment experiments in creating Artificial supers. He was infused with Neodymium enriched Iron as a substitute for the iron in his blood. The effect of this experiment gave the gift of Magnetism! He could fling great blocks of steel with a flick of the wrist! Pry open vault doors with his mind! Bend spoons! The potential was limitless! Except that the metal actually had to be magnetic… And he's afraid of spiders
Blood Type: AB-
Signature Color: Orange
Domain: somewhere in Nebaska
Superpowers: [B-List Magnetism], [B-List Janitorial Skills], [B-List Staff Combat]
Equipment:
+ [Psi-Adamant Carapace]
+ [Super Strong Strange Naginata]
+ [Psi-Adamant Warboots]
+[Heavy Laser Spray]
>Extra Equipment:
+[Psion-Alloy Armor]
+[Cyber Alloy Armor]
+[Janitorial Armor D-list]
>Allies:
+[The Psychonaut]
>Followers:
+[1 Janitorial Captains]
+[23 Janitor Elites]
+[3 Janitors]
+[14 Janitor Strippers]
+[Doctor Phillip]
+[Computer Whiz Jimmy]
+[Windex] - the Invisible Marauder.
+ [Bucketboy] - the water-slinging floorwasher.
+ [Scour] - the bombshell that can disintegrate objects with her touch.
+ [Harvey] - a mountain of a man that soaks up punishment like a sponge.
+[Dura-Dong] - Man with a Iron will, and a Iron Cock.
Renown: B-list
Weakness: [Eight Legged Freaks] - Spiders and spider-like creatures give you a severe penalty to all rolls.
>Buildings:
+[Ultra-Advanced Laser Repeater Factory]
+[Scruff Base-Heavy Metal Version]+[EMP Fields]&[Tank Traps]&[Tank Turret Emplacement]
+ [Forge]
>Other Stuff
+ [Hunk Of Steel Sculpture].
+ [Low Weapons Supply]
+ [Scruffy's Porn Stash]
+ [Skelly Scrap Research]
+[Repulsion Tech]
+[Abandoned Tactical]
+[18 Scrufftech Laser Repeaters] +8/turn
+[70 Skeleton Scrap]
+[1 Jazzhulk Wreck]
+[Quartet 3's Head]
+[Super Laser Pointer]
+[Masterwork War Bucket]
+[Inert "Doxy"]
>Research
Skeley Virus 3/8
Questionably Placed Cyber Grafting 16/???
A-List Magnetism 16/20
Jazzbarge Reconstruction 1/5
Doxy Analysis 8/9
1. One last look at doxy, We need to gleam as much as we can from the skeleton's most dangerous class of goon.
2. And now that we have some downtime, lets continue with the jazzbarge restoration!
3. My fighting force has served me well, so I will pay them in kind by building them a training house/barracks. Kitted out with all of the amnesties that I can find/build. If anything it'll be some good practice for my powers.
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e0fca3 No.32680
| Rolled 67, 3, 22 = 92 (3d100) |
>>32668
>Name: Max Valcroix, AKA Pulse
>Age: 18
>Origin Story: Pulse is the child of two powerful and famous A-list superheroes, Monolith and Ice Raven. After the accidental murder of a A-list villain by misjudging a combination attack, both turned themselves in to the police in shame. The judge gave them an incredibly harsh sentence in a power play, simultaneous life in a specialized prison with no visitation rights and the government has refused to release them under any circumstances. The incident forced Max out of the public eye, raised by his Grandfather in mid-Florida. Growing up with the power to control and shape raw energy into pulses, weapons and shields and a serious hatred for authority, Pulse has donned an all-black and gray costume to contrast his Parent's silver and red, and sworn to show up the police and do what they can't.
>Blood Type: O+
>Signature Color: White, the color of his energy pulses.
>Domain: Florida.
>Superpowers: [A-list Energy Blast], [A-List Energy Shield], [B-List Weapon Creation] (10.5/20 A-list), [A-List Physical Fitness], [Psionic Resistance].
>Equipment: [Mid-Tech Secret Base (Cavern under High School), +Hidden], [High-Speed Motorcycle (Super)], [Army Base], [Tattered Father's Costume], [League Communicator]
>Followers: Grandpa (Running Secret Base), [Florida Resistance (Trained)], [Resistance Government], [Mark and Michelle - Fire and Ice twins], [Sophia - Electric Girl], [Julio - Healer], [David, Psionic Amputee]
>Renown: B-List
1/3: "If there's one thing Grandpa taught me," Pulse says, rolling his shoulders to conduct a crack of raw white energy down his defined, armored arm. "It's to hate cheap-ass Chinese knockoffs."
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e0fca3 No.32682
| Rolled 41, 54, 23 + 10 = 128 (3d100) |
>>32680
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e0fca3 No.32683
>>32682
>roll a 3 and a 22
>barely worse than the guy with +10
Pulse cannot be contained
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e0fca3 No.32686
| Rolled 11, 98, 58 = 167 (3d100) |
>>32667
Name: Alex "Dragoon" Walker
Age: Twenties
Origin Story: Was a Normal Guy until the Spirit of a very old and powerful(at one point) Earth Dragon possessed his body, Now He fights to become strong a retake the world, one rock at a time.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Green
Domain: Northern Georgia, Most of Alabama, most of Mississippi
>Superpowers:
[A-List Rock Manipulation]
[B-List Endurance] (A 17/20)
[B-List Metal Manipulation]
[Maximum Dragon Rock Fusion]
[C-List Super Strength]
[B-List Dragon's Breath]
[C-List Physical Fitness]
>Equipment:
[Fortified Base.]
[Enhanced Fortifications]
[Improved Infrastructure]
[Superhard Fortresses]
[19 Skeleton Scrap]
[Skeleton Alloy Ammo]
[Anti-air defenses]
[7 Radio Towers (can reach anywhere East of the Rockies]
[Advanced Training Room.]
[Alloy Armor]
[Fortified Basic Research Lab]
[Basic Skelescrap Forge!]
>Followers:
[Mayor of Atlanta]
[18 Veteran Survivors]
3 Scientists
>Research
Jazzhulk Research 3/6.
Renown: B-list
Status: Fine
1-3. Dirt falling on him? I can use that. Clap my hands together to give the metalhead a good power sanding, He'll probably break out of it, but that;'s not the point it's to find any weaknesses in his armor and gum up anything delicate. While he's distracted with that, Use my rock power and super strength to get me to him, so my fist can meet his face. I expect him to dodge, but if he does I should be able to snag him with my gauntlets on my armor by extending them somewhat and bearing him down to ground. Once I have him pinned, punch, blast and impale him.
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e0fca3 No.32687
| Rolled 15, 92, 70 = 177 (3d100) |
>>32667
Name: The Architect (Gregory Udolfo Intrieri)
Age: 23
Blood Type: AB-
Signature Color: Some form of green.
Domain: preferably somewhere in Colorado but if that isn't available anywhere is fine.
Powers: [Super Intellect] [A-List Device Invention] [B-List Tech Manipulation] [D-List Tool Creation]
Equipment: [C-List Power Armor+PlasBlade Emitter]
[Medium Funds]
2 [Plasma Spatulas].
[Sturdy Kitchen Knife]
Followers:
2 [Engineering Undergrads]
Renown: Starts at D-List
Possessions:
6 D-List Power Armor suits +2/turn
16 [Cyber Skeleton Scrap]
2 [Cyber Skeleton Laser Rifle]
[Jar Of Living Metal]
Corpse of Jemalius
>Devices produced/produceable:
[Living Metal Fabrication]
Advanced Power Scanner– it can tell you what the highest power possessed by an individual is.
PlasBlade Emitter: Can both make more AND make equipment that runs on similar processes
[BOIblast Blueprints]
Junk:[No-Slip Remote Control][Basic Power Scanner][Eyelash Groomer][Reciprocating Cereal Bowl Attachment]
Territory:a fair bit
[Basic Power Armor Factory]
[Government]
Stalled:
Power Armor Factory Upgrade 2/8
C-List Tool Creation 4/8
1.2.3.
Fuck this nigga. I have been through way too much shit already to have some apple using Mongoloid talk down to me. Time to spartan kick this nigga through the God damn wall. This time I'm the one making holes motherfucker. And after I kick him through the wall I'm gonna jump on the fucker and beat his face in. Nice architect is tired of this shit.
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e0fca3 No.32690
>>32670
Mislink.
>>32689
Rolled 35, 72, 95 = 202 (3d100)
Name: The Mastermind
Age: At least 100
http://pastebin.com/jqJPHFCr
>Blood Type: AB+
>Signature Color: Dark Red
>Domain: New Mexico
>Superpowers: [Super Intellect], [D-List Device Invention] [Awesome Scar] [B-List Entropy]
"Hell-Rider! You shall be the champion demon among demons today. Go forth and strike against this foe you are so familiar with.
I and mine shall face my hated rival, the SKELETONS.
Paradox! Go forth with the support of some of my men, and pick a target in that infernal band! Use that laser whip and show their guitarist the importance of wearing protection!"
—
1-3.
The Mastermind chooses the song for the band to play. He had an army, but the Hell-Rider stood alone.
He decided to support him even as they fought the skeletons, by singing the most appropriate piece of METAL and ROCK of the Hell-Rider!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2DfYLar2QGI&index=15&list=PLhQCJTkrHOwSX8LUnIMgaTq3chP1tiTut
As the Mastermind screams into several pairs of microphones and speakers, his own forces mount the assault, sound weapons and lasers blaring as an entire DOOMtroper Regiment with armor support advances, veterans who have fought skeletons before, and focusing on keeping the skeletons out of their hair as they fought with the demons at the same, as bolts of energy ascended to meet the foul metallic corpses
1 DOOMtrooper Regiments [ROCK'N'RIFLES]
1 DOOMechanized Regiments
[Rock-N-Rifles]
2 [Doom Tanks!]
1 [Doom Crawler!]
4 [Sound Tanks]
1 [Heavy Plasma Tank!]
1 [Sound Barges]
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e0fca3 No.32691
| Rolled 16, 95, 16 + 5 = 132 (3d100) |
>>32686
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e0fca3 No.32692
| Rolled 6, 27, 21 + 10 = 64 (3d100) |
>>32687
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e0fca3 No.32693
| Rolled 79, 45, 57 + 20 = 201 (3d100) |
>>32690
DEMON ROLLS
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e0fca3 No.32694
| Rolled 38, 50, 45 = 133 (3d100) |
>>32690
SKELETON ROLLS
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e0fca3 No.32695
| Rolled 86, 38, 53 = 177 (3d100) |
>>32670
>>32690
>>Name: Paradox (Alexandra Kein)
>>Age: Mid-Late 30's. Don't be rude about it.
>>Origin Story: Daughter of a scientist that never really seemed to do anything while Alexandra was around, Alexandra resented the father that was never there and his insistence that she follow in his shallow footsteps as a scientist. When the jazz skeletons attacked, he sent her far from their home in New York State to the Dakotas. Mumbling about 'having to destroy every scrap of it' and 'now it was her turn', he thrust a small notebook into her grasp and told her to 'reactivate the program'. Inside was gibberish, until one day she dropped the journal and saw the message from the correct angle. "Enemy: Unknown." The strange figures that looked like little grey men on several pages began to make sense.
>>Blood Type: O+
>>Signature Color: Dark Yellow
>>Domain: South-Western South Dakota
>>Superpowers: [C-List Device Invention], [Super Intellect], [Outsider Tech Knowledge] [D-List Whip Combat]
>>Equipment: [Armored Labcoat Disguise], [Antique Laser Rifle],[Prototype Laser Whip], [Passkey], [Tiny Xenolab], [Cursed "HellBuster", No Warranty][SHSG Guitar] [Slightly Holy Showerhead]
>>Followers: 3 Veteran Soldiers, 30 Green Soldiers
>>Renown: D-List
>>Communications: Radio - listen across USA. broadcast 1 state radius.
>>Projects:[B-List Device Invention 5/15]
>>Misc: 4 [Skeleton Scrap]
1-3.
Paradox heeded MASTERMIND's instructions as the band's lead.
As the battle was joined, she played rhythm upon her [SHSG Guitar]. The white deamon was her target, rhythm against rhythm.
Until the moment came for Paradox to strike, lashing out with her laser whip and entangling that damned stoner. He would make a fine projectile against the white deamon, and create an opening for one of the most time honored battle of the band attacks…
The Guitar Smash in your opponent's face!
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e0fca3 No.32701
| Rolled 30, 29, 42 = 101 (3d100) |
>>32667
Name: Lord "Dracula" Bob, King of Greater Wisconsin, "The Wisconsin Vampire", Once and Future King
Age: 30
Origin Story: Fell into a vat of high performance makeup designed for athletes who want to look nice. Which was place conveniently near a costume department store. The fangs make it hard for him to chew and his super powered body needs a lot of nutrients so he drinks all his meals with a nibble hear and there. His now pristine and flawless white skin is very sensitive to light. Before all that he was just a jobless actor who made bad poetry and puns and lived in closet of an apartment with no windows in the basement in a bad neighborhood.
Blood Type: D for Drinks A Lot
Signature Color: Blood Red
Domain: Transylvania Forest (Milwaukee), Greater Wisconsin, New Camelot
Superpowers: [B-List Super Strength], [A-List Super Speed], [C-List Super Stealth], [B-List Hypnotism], [B-List Swordsmanship], [Psionic Resistance]
Weakness: [Sorta Vampirish] - Being in sunlight causes pain and blindness. Most actions must be done during the night, or underground. You can more or less only eat liquids. Fire does extreme damage to you since the makeup is, apparently, napalm-based.
Equipment:[Hang-Glider]. [Excalibur], [Skeleton Alloy Pants],[Retrofitted Psiadamant Gauntlets], [Purple Crystal Globe](Flail with claw-machine-esque clutch), 5 [Skeleton Laser Rifles]. 28 [Skeleton Scrap],[Skeleton Alloy Gauntlets]
Followers: 8 Teenagers, 2 Dr.Handymen (Dr. Richards and Dr. Frakensteen), 2 Vampire Apprentice [Pa'Trikk The EverCrispy], [Wisconsin Super-Governor],[Elijah "Dark Sanguinus" Blake], [Werewolf Tribe]
Renown: [B-List]
Buildings: Trap-Filled Castle - Heavily Damaged, 4 [Watchtowers],[Training Room], 3 [Radio Towers],
[Transports ready]
Globe Researched. - Potential Control Locus for vehicle.
[Tentative Bigfoot Allies?]
A-List Super Strength 6/20
A-List Swordsmanship 13/20
ROUND 2 OF DRACULA BOB-VS-GIGA SCORPIA
123 "You aren't my type"
A sidestep the raging insect with a "Toro Toro, or should I say Scorpius Scorpius?" like some royal bullfighter
She charges and charges but I continue to whittle her down with Excalibur as she continues to rage like a wild animal
Finally I will deftly get the chain of the flail around her neck and begin to choke the life from her.
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e0fca3 No.32706
| Rolled 56, 47, 77 = 180 (3d100) |
>>32701
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e0fca3 No.32716
| Rolled 51, 66, 62 = 179 (3d100) |
>>32690
Name: The Hell-Rider
Age: 26
Origin Story: Douglas Green was just a simple biker before one day he was gunned down in by a member of a rival gang. His soul was sucked directly to help were he was tormented for all of his wrong doings in life. Douglas was however was no ordinary man and set about planning his escape from hell. Taking to ambushing and eating the lesser demon-kin he found himself twisting in both body and mind as he made his way towards the limits of Hell. How exactly he got out at that point not even he remembers is finding himself back in his hometown by the ruins of his old watering hole. Finding himself in the wreckage of the world now ruled by Iron-Bones he has set off to make things right and maybe redeem his soul on the way.
Blood Type: O
Signature Color: Purple
Domain: Northern Texas
Powers: [A-List Fire Resistance][A-List Demonic Transformation (gives A-List Super Strength, A-List Endurance and D-List Flight)][C-List Motorcycling][D-List Guitar Skills] Demon-Hog:[B-List Super Speed]
Weakness: [Devil's Reject] - You fought your way out of Hell, but Hell wants your black soul back. Your critical failures can attract OTHER types of attention, you are harmed and repelled by objects of faith, and banishing magic is particularly deadly to you.
Equipment: Hellforged Chain, Demon-Hog, Demonhide Jacket, Holy Stratocaster
Assets: [Old Biker Clubhouse]
[3 Grenades]
Followers: 2 Old Ladies, 9 Road Warriors, 1 Road Huntress, 4 Bikers
—–
1-3. Douglas flexes his demonic muscles and unfurls his wings letting the demonic power flow across his body. His fingers run across the gold strings of the Holy Stratocaster which burns slightly as the demonic and holy energies interact. He closes his eyes feeling the flow of the world around him as he begins to play the very soul of good and rock-n-roll flowing through his fingers. He opens his eyes to look upon the scene before him, skeleton and demon fighting against the only men that would dare stand against them. He jumps into the air hovering for a second in the air to finish a super metal riff before launching himself back down into the fray crushing creaming demons and skeletons alike, all while rocking on using power-chords to emphasize every titanic crashing stomp.
[A-List Fire Resistance]
[A-List Demonic Transformation (gives A-List Super Strength, A-List Endurance and D-List Flight)]
[D-List Guitar Skills] 3/6
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e0fca3 No.32737
| Rolled 30, 89, 43 = 162 (3d100) |
>>32668
Name: Hank Scorpio
Age: Average
Origin Story:
This incredible visionary is a genius entrepreneur who made lots of money with all sorts of space weapon technology. Which is also where his ambitions lie. In space. But all that aside for now, born with incredible super intelligence Hank Scorpio does whatever he can to provide a relaxed work environment for all his employees while they bring about the end of the world. Or happen to save it.
Blood Type: ABC
Signature Color: Pink
Domain: Phoenix, Arizona
Superpowers:
+ Super Intellect
+ OMEGA Regeneration Chip
+ D-List Device Invention
+ D-List Tool Creation
+ D-List Phyiscal Fitness
+ D-List Bass Playing
Followers:
+ A-Team
+ 4 Living Metal Corporate Executives
+ 31 Scorpion Mercenaries
+ 28 Living Metal Mercs
+ 6 Living Metal Mercs (Living Metal Merc Captives) - probably ded?
+ Weapons Expert
Equipment:
+ [Orange Suit]
+ Blueprint Briefcase
+ Medium-High Funds
+ 8 Energy Rifles
+ [Particle Acceleration Cannon]
+ [Quartet 4's Psi-Plasma Warstaff]
+ 3 [Space Rockets]
+ [Psion Tainted Fragments]
Renown: C-List
Buildings:
+ Research Lab
+ Ad-Tech Factory
+ Auto Training Facility
+ Upgraded Research Lab
Tech:
+ Flawless Biomechanical Regeneration Tech (A-list Regeneration, C-List Endurance)
+ Living Steel Alloy -> Living Alloy Bill (Mercs will be converted to Living Alloy at reasonable rate)
+ Metal Augmentation (Regeneration, Fitness, Split Bodyparts)
+ Superpower Dampener [Locked Out] 4/15
+ Subsonic Wave Gun 6/12
+ GiLiMeSS 9/20
+ Laser Integration System 5/8
1. You know what the battle of the bands needed more of? Lasers.
+ Laser Integration System 5/8
2. Scorpio should probably have to play bass now? Hot girl though.
3. Man's destiny had always been space. The mere matter of having a rock-off with Sk1d and some metal skeletons or something would never keep them from striving for what really mattered most in this world.
+ GiLiMeSS 9/20
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e0fca3 No.32738
Name: Lord Vladimire
Age: 60
Origin Story: born to magically gifted parents who immigrated to texas from britain, he was taught the ways of magic, but his father abused both himself and his mother, leaving him with deep scars in childhood. he looked into black magic at an early age in secret, further festering the growing evil in his heart. when his father killed his mother by beating her, furious he killed his own father with his a forbidden spell, the death thunderbolt, which drains the life out of whoever it strikes.
from that day on he would grow to become one of the most notorious figures in magical society, taking the name Vladimire, and gathering an army of cultists and amassing in yet more dark magic. his trademark use of electromagic combined with black magic earned him the title of the "Lighting-DeathLord"
Vladimire is one of the few surviving members D.O.O.M. He was also notorious as being absent, missing very many meetings of D.O.O.M as he had been devoted much of his time trying to hunt down Waldough Whaters, the only person to ever escape him, and prophesied to be the Chosen One who will defeat him. this saved his life, as he was not there to be destroyed with the rest of D.O.O.M., but he also lost most of his followers to the skeleton attack.
he has returned to gather his strength again, and vows that no skeleton will get in the way of him finding and killing "the Child who Hid."
Blood Type: None
Signature Color: Lavender
Domain: somewhere in Texas
Superpowers: Determined by Fluff/Origin Story.
Equipment: Determined by Fluff.
Followers: Determined by Fluff.
Renown: Starts at D-List
Color: Lavender
Superpowers: [B-List Super Sorcery], [B-List Electricity Control], [C-List Electricity Resistance]
Structures: Ley Node, V.U.
Equipment: [Dark Lord's Cloak], [Dark Lord's Wand], [7 Magical Batteries][Scuba Gear][Harpoon Gun][Brineborn Allies] [Nice Yacht][Small Boat Squadron]
Followers: [4 Death Beaters][2 Novice Death Beaters][Wendigo Tribe][Brineborn Allies].
Training: [Amphibious Combat Tactics]
Weakness: [Waldough Whaters And The Shocking Susceptibility] - You are one of the last surviving members of D.O.O.M, the Distinguished Order Of Malefactors. Your dark power is hindered, of course, by the existence of Waldough Whaters, a fleet-footed yet courageous boy. You are at a drastic penalty to interactions with Superheros or innocent folk. Roll an additional unmodified 1d100 per turn: this represents what Waldough is up to as he eludes your grasp…
A-list Super Sorcery 8/25
Scrying Tower 1/6
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e0fca3 No.32739
| Rolled 70, 26, 80, 59 = 235 (4d100) |
>>32738
#1-2 the time has come. the Dark Lord and his minions sail upon storm and thunder as his forces sail on dark churned waters to their quarry. the Great Deep One did not create wives for his hideous sons. the fishmen resorted to stealing muggle women, but were thwarted by their need for air and were loathed to release them to leave their sons as freaks and myths among muggle kind. that is why the Brineborn so coveted the daughters of Poseidon, for they were mermaids of scales and fins like themselves, or siren's of smooth legs with voice beautiful to hear, and lived beneath the waves. but their beauty was matched by the hatred of the furies, even the Amazons of old respected the fighting talent of the mermaids, trained in the underwater halls of the Sea God's castle, mermaid warriors with tridents and siren with claws and teeth to rip and feast upon shark and sailor alike. the Brineborn could not conquer them alone. Vladimire rides to make good on his promise: to capture and gift these creatures to the fishmen, that they might start a proper brood to spawn more brineborn to his army.
+[Brineborn Allies].
+[Wendigo Tribe]
+[4 Death Beaters]
+[Amphibious Combat Tactics]
+[Scuba Gear][Harpoon Gun][Brineborn Allies] [Nice Yacht][Small Boat Squadron]
#3 the novice death beaters are to continue to build the Scrying Tower. the Dark Lord shall see all. 1/6
#4 where is Waldough. Vladimire winced at hearing the high pitched screetching sounds the Sunjust girl called a voice. she was even worse than the Hanger girl, especially when the Waldough boy was at her, like nails on a chalkboard. he wasn't all too surprised to learn the Waldough boy discovered a way past the barriers, the coward was better at fleeing than fighting. but there was a stroke of luck in this revelation. she had revealed locations. Jersey and the Trump Taj Mahal. but that wasn't the most important part. what caught is attention was her iphone. he knew the Sunjust girl could not stand a mere second without a wifi-connection or being able to text and call nearly 24/7. he looked around to see a laptop and handheld video game she'd no doubt take with her. the Dark Lord focused his power to enchant her electronics to release a non-magic wireless signal that beaconed their location to signal towers and wifi networks in a message that would relay to him in America. now he'd be able to track her position even if the Whater's boy was standing right next to her.
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e0fca3 No.32750
| Rolled 82, 39, 35 = 156 (3d100) |
Name: Real name Eva Foxx Cover name Steel wall.
Age: 17 years
Origin Story: Eva was a child prodigy in the field of robotics, she even managed to make a working robotic arm at the age of 13 and was accepted into collage roughly a year later. She was just a normal person in collage when the skeletons came, during the invasion she did the only thing she really could do at that point and hid in her collage dorm room hoping that everything would be okay, and it was okay, for her anyway. She then set up shop scavanging what she could and started to make something that would let her fight back against the skeletons and, after a long while of hard work, testing, failing, even more testing, she finally managed to make a basic protective suit of power armor for herself. It doesn't mater how its done all that matters is taking back this land, if not in the name of the USA in the name of humanity.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Bronze….ish
Domain: Grand Rapids, Michigan
Superpowers: [Super Intellect] [C-List Device Invention] [C-List Tool Creation]
Equipment: [Basic Tech Lab] [C-List Power Armor] [C-List Cyber-Harness]
Under construction: [Improved Tech Lab 3/6] [Repaired College Base 3/4]
Followers: No one…yet
Renown: Starts at D-List, still at D-List
1,2,3 "So, you really think that the Steel wall will fall? Think again you brainless sack of bones. If you know whats best for you, you will run, otherwise you will be scrapped and your body's used for science." If the skellie started to monologue she would use said monologue to her advantage and attack in the middle of it, otherwise she would just beat the ever living crap out of the skellie and crew via the use of steel fists and what other gizmo's and gadgets where in her power armor.
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e0fca3 No.32770
| Rolled 21, 49, 44 = 114 (3d100) |
>>32668
Name: The Shroud
Age: Time Immemorial
Origin Story: Here since the beginning, the invasion and overthrow of the governments by the robots disturb its slumber. Actually really intelligent and has decided to pose as a super villain to gain more power.
Blood Type: Lcl
Signature Color: Dark Black
Domain: Redding
Superpowers: [B-List Super Strength]; [A-List Super A.T Shield]; [A-List Regeneration], [Max Limbs (8)]; [D-List Spook-Vision]
Weakness: [Horror From Beyond] - You inspire dread and fear in everyday people. Good luck getting followers or allies.
Equipment: Spoon Collection
Followers: [The LOBBRs (League Of Bargain Bin Rejects)]
Renown: C-List.
1-3; Consume the dead robot thing entirely to develop my S2 Cross Bomb, leaving only the core. Destroy the energy shield and consume the parts keeping it up as well. Afterwards, I'll research the core thing and see what it does and the elements of it. If anything left, consume more villains in salmon pink north dakota
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e0fca3 No.32795
| Rolled 90, 16, 58 = 164 (3d100) |
>>32669
>Name:
Loria Tarasovich / Miss Moscovia
>Blood Type:
A+
>Signature Colour:
Tzar Yellow
>Domain:
New Moscow.
>Superpowers:
[A-List Super Growth] (gives [B-List Super Strength (A 5/20)+B-List Endurance (A 3/20)]), [B-List Regeneration]
>Weaknesses:
[Blinded Right Eye]
>Equipment:
[Yellow-Black Jumpsuit]
[Lord Hoyt (Imprisoned)]
[Inert Jazz Barges] x5
>Followers:
[New Moscow President] (+(Moscovian Supercar)
[New Moscow Commander In Chief]
[New Moscow Treasurer]
[New Moscow Troops] x2
[Mechanized New Moscow Troops] x2
>Buildings:
[Secured Bunker]
[Fortified Borders]
[Automotive Factory]
[Space Trombone]
[New Moscovian Trading Post]
>Renown:
B-Rank. ((Very) disliked by the Robot Skeletons)
1&2: In such a stalemate, the best course of action would be to lure the enemy in, so that one can fight them in one's own territory. Suddenly pulling the mecha skeletron in, Miss Moscovia would follow it up with a strike with her knee, hoping to strike into the mech's chest, and penetrate the armour through blunt force.
3: Even so, Miss Moscovia needs to focus on the doctor as well. Looking around, she tries to swat him down with a harsh blow.
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e0fca3 No.32824
| Rolled 68, 96, 24 = 188 (3d100) |
>>32669
Name: Lord Deadly (Born: Laird Dade Lee)
Age: Mid twenties
Origin Story: See first post; Knight who got super-powers following a turkey accident
Blood Type: O Positive
Signature Color: Dark Green
Domain: None
Superpowers: [B-List Super Speed], [C-List Physical Fitness], [B-List Swordsmanship]
Equipment: [Longsword], [Plate Armor (Unremovable)]. [Medium Funds], [Halberd], [Armor Polish] [Cracked Helmet]
Followers: None
Renown: Starts at D-List
TRAINING: [B-List Physical Fitness 2/8] [A-List Swordsmanship 9/18] [D-List Staff Combat 1/4]
1/2/3. I can't imagine that the Baron has anything pleasant in mind for me in the near future. I would try to escape, but I'm so badly wounded, I don't think that would be possible. If I'm bleeding on my arms or legs, I could tighten my armor's straps to act as tourniquets. The most problematic areas, though, would be my head and my abdomen. I don't know how I could repair my armor when it's grafted to my body, but I need to think about a way to address my wounds, and fast. [Attempt to heal myself]
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e0fca3 No.32860
| Rolled 30, 37, 12 + 10 = 89 (3d100) |
>>32795
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e0fca3 No.32862
>>32671
>>32672
Jack conjured up a whirling maelstrom of painted skulls and ghoulish, phantasmal faces, arcing his gris-gris forward and sending a surge of withering dark energy toward the half-unbound spirit.
There was a grinding and a straining as dark loa met magical barrier, and one of Kaza'kazdun's acolytes looked up to her master, her palms bleeding from the effort of maintaining the hold. "MASTER! WHAT WILL YOU DO?"
The spirit simply widened his eyes and clenched one hand. "I CAST FIST."
Jack's mouth fell open in terror and he attempted with all his magical might to pull back his offensive spell and turn it to something more defensible, but it was all for naught; the shimmering, wrathful fist of pure magical energy clenched into existence in the center of the summoning circle and arced, gracefully, past the barrier and through the air, to single-mindedly haymaker Jack clean into the ground with an almighty arcane explosion.
When the dust settled, Jack rose from his crater, bleeding, smoldering, just as the acolytes began to stir…
BEGIN ROUND 3 OF KAZA'KAZDUN-VS-VOODOO-HOODOO JACK
>>32676
1. You have U N L O C K E D one of the secret powers of Donte's Amulet!
Gain D-List Pain Channeling, which increases your power the more hurt you are.
2. Skelescrap Scientist 10/12.
3. A-List Cutting 11/18
>>32677
1. You have completed the analysis of GIGA-SKELETON UNIT 017, 'DOXY,' and it's very intriguing.
The armoring consists of multiple layers of bonded, mag-resistant skeleton alloy and titanium. The circuits are heavy duty, -thick- crystals and high-tech bismuth couplings, while the thing seems to operate not purely on psionic power but from a strange, humming energy generator that resembles nothing so much as an intricate crystalline hamster wheel. The control console has two settings– remote and direct, the latter of which involves shoving one's hands into psion-crystal yokes after placing the crystalline fedora upon their head. Your scientists advise that trying to operate it would, probably, mean instant demise at the hands of Skeleton Prime, but with much work they could, perhaps, jury-rig it so that it operates on good ol' fashioned Mecha Tech as opposed to psion crystals…
2. You have successfully reconstructed a Jazzbarge, sans psion circuits, and have full access to its stored JAZZWAVE databanks. You can now produce more Jazzbarges, but without a psionic power source they only hover to perhaps fourty feet– any more and their "secondary" antigrav motors just stop working, since the JAZZWAVE generators do most of the heavy lifting.
Gain 1 [Repurposed Jazzbarge]
3. Janitorial Barracks 1/4
>>32680
>>32682
"Chinese knockoffs? Lil' hero, you ain't got a clue…"
White energy met purple as the two opposing bolts clashed and arced into the ground, burning a hole as the two began a high-speed, high-stakes duel of crackling energy and flanking arcs of destructive force. The New League tried to intercede, but found themselves blasted away by bolts of concussive sound– and then, preoccupied, as Jazzbarges screamed into view and began laying waste to the beachside.
"There's an infinite number of universes, child, and in one of 'em, mommy dearest done found herself a man with more…"
Pulse's foe blasted himself forward and planted an energy-charged fist right into the hero's gut, sending him soaring clean into the surf, his voice amplifying itself through his helmet so that Pulse could hear him as he struggled back ashore.
"…more -Cajun- tastes in his music, y'get me? And when Prime rose up, I saw what you didn't see. I saw my chance at a lil' peace 'n stability in the world!"
Pulse's palms lit up with power as he leveled a steady glare and waded ashore, and his foe began advancing in kind. "I'm you, child, but better. Stronger. Wiser. 'N so much more skilled."
YOU ARE NOW [BATTERED].
BEGIN ROUND 2 OF PULSE-VS-CADENCE
>>32686
>>32691
A horrid screeching noise ensued as the metal man was blasted with sand, for his metallic carapace was skin, not armor, and Dragoon, relentless, bolted forward to take advantage of his immobilization, dodging shards of metal every which way.
When he closed, the earthen hero clamped his gravelly hand around his foe's head, bringing his other arm up to block what WOULD have been a devastating strike from all the shaved off pieces and parts of metal congolmerated into a single spear. With a roar, the metal man is bathed in dragonfire and the spear is shattered, reformed, reconstituted to be thrusted clean through the man's chest.
With an almighty shiver, the hematitical human magnetizes himself away, ripping out of bonds of rock and sand to collapse to a knee some eight yards away, shuddering as he slowly re-absorbs the spear piercing his chest.
BEGIN ROUND 3 OF DRAGOON-VS-TITANIUM FACE
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e0fca3 No.32863
>>32687
>>32692
"With a simple three-hour process we can upgrade your inferior, outdated power armor and turn it into an eco-friendly powerhouse," quipped the Apple-emblazoned antagonist, parrying punch after punch with his batons. The Architect let out a scream of fury, overclocking all the servos in his right leg as he hitched it back, knee up to his chest.
"Perhaps you would like a model in blue?"
There was an almighty crunch as the Architect's foot broke through the baton block and embedded itself inside his foe's chest hard enough to dent the thing, and send him flying through his refrigerator to land in a jagged, food-encrusted crater in the Architect's backyard.
With a flaring noise, Intrieri leapt forward and slammed himself down onto his foe's midsection, pummeling and elbowing every inch he could reach. The other man's aesthetic white armor dented and scraped before he shoved the tips of his batons right into the Architect's armored kidneys, shocking and stunning him just enough to punch him off and push himself into a stand, sparking and twitching.
BEGIN ROUND 3 OF THE ARCHITECT-VS-TOOL KING
>>32701
>>32706
With her tail lopped off, Bob's foe seemed to just get -angrier-. She extends her pincers -much- longer than the vampire king had anticipated, dragging him into a fearsome bear hug with all sets of arms, and treating him to the not at all pleasant sensation of scorpion-mouth trying to consume his head.
Squirming and writhing, Bob wraps one supple leg around the scorpion-creature's own, wrenching it forward. Without her spare arms to help her, she falls, and the jostle of the impact loosens her grip just enough for the King of Wisconsin to kick himself away and scoop his weapons back up, giving his bloodied head a shake as he pushes himself upright again…
YOU ARE NOW LIGHTLY WOUNDED.
BEGIN ROUND 3 OF DRACULA BOB-VS-GIGA SCORPIA
>>32737
1. The laser Integration system must be compensated for Hank's arm-hairs. Those metallic, ultra-regenerative arm-hairs.
Laster Integration system 6/8
2. See below.
3. The outer shell has to be exceptionally tough to enter and exit the atmosphere.
GiLiMeSS 10/20
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e0fca3 No.32864
>>32739
1/2. And so the Lightning-Death Lord set out for the oil-ridden depths of the Caribbean, hunting out for those few contingents of mermaids still left alive.
After much searching, much scrying, the Dark Lord and his Wendigos– and his Death Beaters– located a wayward mermaid coven, and stuffing their ears full of plugs and priming their harpoon guns they leapt into the depths of the sea, met almost instantly with wave on wave of screaming mermaid warriors.
Those that could be beaten were encased in sorcerous nets. Those that were too wily were simply killed and sent back to be made into Canned """"Tuna"""" for feeding V.U. The Mermaid Queen herself fled, trident in hand, before Lord Vladimire, her retinue in tow. It mattered not: with only a few wendigos and a Death Beater lost to the mermaids' claws and tridents and spears, he returned from the now bloodied sea with his bounty, ready to present.
Gain 8 Captured Mermaids.
Gain 8 Mermaid Corpses.
Gain [Strange Mermaid Trident].
Lose 1 Death Beater.
3. Scrying Tower 4/6
4. Just as the message began to break up, the Dark Lord cunningly ensorcelled the girl's computer and battered, radish-stickered handheld gaming device. Closing the scrying connection, he felt a quiet pinging as the girl's location moved from Seoul to SOMEwhere on the East Coast. The lack of working cell phone towers seemed to hinder the connection and Waldough's fuccumency did too.
But either way, the Child Who Hid got his friend to him, past the walls, in one piece…
>>32750
1/2/3. Half of the skeletons stopped to monologue, going on in a cacophanous decree of Cyber Skeleton superiority and the futility of resistance.
The OTHER half though, laid loose with laser fire, and the Steel Wall leapt up onto the barges to begin hammering, kicking and tearing at any old bit of armoring she could reach.
In short time, leaping from barge to barge and tearing with standard spring-knives built into the armor, two of the barges had fallen, crashing to the earth with a similarly battered crew. The others pulled a hasty retreat, and Eva couldn't find a way to follow without letting the handful of active skeletons on the ground wreck her lab.
More punching, automated kicking and headbutting, and the skeletal marauders all fell.
Gain 8 Skeleton Scrap.
Gain 3 Cyber Skeleton Laser Rifles.
Gain 1 Jazzbarge Wreck.
>>32824
1/2/3. Super-speed slipping out of your cuffs, you manage to heal yourself quite well with all you have on you, ripping strips of cloth and tightening the bands of your armor.
As the canister is set down into place somewhere, you wrap the chains around the cracks in your armor and prepare to find a way out of your cylinder. Your own efforts and heroic resolve will have to do for now as far as healing goes…
You are now [Lightly Wounded].
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e0fca3 No.32865
>>32770
1/3. You consume the corpse and rip out the core, destroying the barriers keeping you held inside for good measure…
You are no longer wounded.
D-List Cross Bomb 2/5
>>32795
>>32860
An unsettling crunch followed as the giant woman forced her foe into a sort of bow, flinging her knee up to slam into its chest armor. She brought it up again and again, and try as the gigantic skeleton might to counter, the russian's fancy footwork ensured that it was going nowhere.
At least until its bladed bracers unfolded and kicked forward with bone-crushing pneumatic force, sending the giant ruskie staggering back. Seizing his chance, Ghul leaped forward, holding his syring high as her sailed in an arc to sink the thing into Miss Moscovia's neck–
And she batted him aside with a backhand fist, cutting her eyes at her battered skeleton foe.
BEGIN ROUND 3 OF MISS MOSCOVIA-VS-TENURED PROFESSOR GHUL AND "ROOM 608"
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e0fca3 No.32866
>>32716
>>32737
>>32694
>>32693
>>32690
>>32695
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4hVj32UmUyQ
Hellfire rained down from the skies as the two bands went at it, screaming and riffing through the night as demon met skeleton met human in a bloodbath of flames and lasers. Demetrius blitzed the drums in a blind panic while Scorpio strummed his bass, his eyes locked perpetually on the skies. A cacophanous ring of strings and metal sounded off as Paradox wrapped her whip 'round her demonic counterpart's neck and hauled her forward, slamming her axe into her split jaw. Sk1d lunged forward as he let out a heavy metal scream, but Mastermind was barely able to keep him at bay with verse after verse, hurling bolts of entropic energy that clashed brilliantly with crackling lances of unholy light thrown by the other band's drummer. Sk1d let out a gout of smoke from his maw in defiance, extending a crooked finger to the skies, where the Hell Rider dove in and out of the battle, strumming and shredding like a madman as he tore into skeleton and damned soul alike, his chain whipping around on his forked tail to cripple and kneecap his massing foes.
The two forces, DOOM and DEMON, quickly rendered the skeletal incursion almost null, tearing the machines apart with the sheer fury of their music and their fighting. They consigned to hovering menacingly above the bloody venue, taking potshots at the assembled members of DOOM. Of their toking vanguard, there was no sign, and his assistant was hoisted high into the air by a particularly massive, ram-horned demon, only to be torn apart at the waist like a christmas cracker, spraying gore and guts all over the dueling bands…
THE SKELETONS HAVE PULLED BACK FROM THE MOSH PIT OF DOOM
THE D.O.O.M. FORCES ARE JUST BARELY HOLDING THEIR OWN!
BEGIN ROUND 2 OF THE BATTLE OF THE BANDS.
POST.
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e0fca3 No.32867
| Rolled 33, 80, 20 = 133 (3d100) |
>>32862
Name: Kaza'kazdun
Age: 10,000
Origin Story: A long forgotten spirit of magic brought forth from the Chaos Wilds in an attempt to help fight the skellitons. Who knew that trying to take something from a place called the Chaos Wilds would have unknown consequences on the summoner and spirit.
Blood Type: none
Signature Color: brownish
Domain: bum fuck Georgia
Superpowers: [B-list Super Sorcery], [D-List Super Stealth], [Psionic Resistance], [Summoner Health Boost], [D-List Artificing], [Enhanced Vision], [Almost-Super Charisma]
Equipment: [Weak Wand Of Magic Missile], [Magic Cutlery], Ikea Wands, [Tiny Enchanted Gun Stockpile], [Chocolatizing Coffee Mug], [Magical Hippy Van][Reagent Supply]
+ 1 Skeleton Scrap
+ 1 Strange Magical Object
+ 1 Ley Line Node
+ 1 [Magical Alter]
+ [Reinforced Devil's Bronze Body] ([C-List Flight][D-List Super Strength][D-List Super Speed])
+ [Meagre Tome]
+ [Slightly Less Meagre Tome]
Followers: 6 Cultists trained in magic, 8 Novice Artificer, Chaos Wolves, Charlie Company, [C.C. War Machine], 7 [Rust Monsters], 4 golems, 8 Engineers
Weakness: This Mortal Coil - You are bound to the increasingly unstable, relatively fragile shell of your summoner. If he dies, you're banished.
Renown: Starts at D-List.
Domain: [Basic Magical Populace]
In progress:
A list super sorcery - 11/25
New body transfer - 11/16.66
1-3. Kaza'kazdun takes out the wand of magic missile. "Now then students, please take note of the effectiveness of saturated magic missile bombardment." Proceed with saturated magic missile bombardment. It's not like they can miss.
+B-List super sorcery.
+[Weak Wand Of Magic Missile]
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e0fca3 No.32868
| Rolled 1, 81, 60 = 142 (3d100) |
>>32862
Name: Scruftron- (Real name Scruffy)
Age: 28
Origin Story: Once a mild mannered entry-level Janitor at a secret military instillation, Pvt. Scruffy was selected for secret goverment experiments in creating Artificial supers. He was infused with Neodymium enriched Iron as a substitute for the iron in his blood. The effect of this experiment gave the gift of Magnetism! He could fling great blocks of steel with a flick of the wrist! Pry open vault doors with his mind! Bend spoons! The potential was limitless! Except that the metal actually had to be magnetic… And he's afraid of spiders
Blood Type: AB-
Signature Color: Orange
Domain: somewhere in Nebaska
Superpowers: [B-List Magnetism], [B-List Janitorial Skills], [B-List Staff Combat]
Equipment:
+ [Psi-Adamant Carapace]
+ [Super Strong Strange Naginata]
+ [Psi-Adamant Warboots]
+[Heavy Laser Spray]
>Extra Equipment:
+[Psion-Alloy Armor]
+[Cyber Alloy Armor]
+[Janitorial Armor D-list]
>Allies:
+[The Psychonaut]
>Followers:
+[1 Janitorial Captains]
+[23 Janitor Elites]
+[3 Janitors]
+[14 Janitor Strippers]
+[Doctor Phillip]
+[Computer Whiz Jimmy]
+[Windex] - the Invisible Marauder.
+ [Bucketboy] - the water-slinging floorwasher.
+ [Scour] - the bombshell that can disintegrate objects with her touch.
+ [Harvey] - a mountain of a man that soaks up punishment like a sponge.
+[Dura-Dong] - Man with a Iron will, and a Iron Cock.
Renown: B-list
Weakness: [Eight Legged Freaks] - Spiders and spider-like creatures give you a severe penalty to all rolls.
>Buildings:
+[Ultra-Advanced Laser Repeater Factory]
+[Scruff Base-Heavy Metal Version]+[EMP Fields]&[Tank Traps]&[Tank Turret Emplacement]
+ [Forge]
>Other Stuff
+ [Hunk Of Steel Sculpture].
+ [Low Weapons Supply]
+ [Scruffy's Porn Stash]
+ [Skelly Scrap Research]
+[Repulsion Tech]
+[Abandoned Tactical]
+[26 Scrufftech Laser Repeaters] +8/turn
+[70 Skeleton Scrap]
+[1 Repurposed Jazzbarge]
+[Quartet 3's Head]
+[Super Laser Pointer]
+[Masterwork War Bucket]
+[Inert "Doxy"]
>Research
Skeley Virus 3/8
Questionably Placed Cyber Grafting 16/???
A-List Magnetism 16/20
Janitorial Barracks 1/4
1. Truly wonderful work by my skilled engineers and scientist, they are to be commended for their efforts, but first we must defeat Prime, then I shall personally deliver unto them a world of milk and honey. A giant fucking robot would go a long way in helping to realize that goal, and with that the re-purposing of "Doxy" would begin at once! That name will not do, however, a new name for a new robot, a better robot. The Oxy-Machine. Yes, that sounded good.
2. Lets expand once more to the south, and keep an eye out for any of those half-human half-skeleton toadies of Prime. They shall pay especially for their cowardice, and their betrayal of the human race.
3. One thing that has been neglected for ages is the Skeleton Virus I had Jimmie working on. He really should get back to work on that, it could be useful and save us from many unnecessary battles
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e0fca3 No.32870
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e0fca3 No.32873
| Rolled 23, 77, 36 = 136 (3d100) |
>>32862
Name: Alex "Dragoon" Walker
Age: Twenties
Origin Story: Was a Normal Guy until the Spirit of a very old and powerful(at one point) Earth Dragon possessed his body, Now He fights to become strong a retake the world, one rock at a time.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Green
Domain: Northern Georgia, Most of Alabama, most of Mississippi
>Superpowers:
[A-List Rock Manipulation]
[B-List Endurance] (A 17/20)
[B-List Metal Manipulation]
[Maximum Dragon Rock Fusion]
[C-List Super Strength]
[B-List Dragon's Breath]
[C-List Physical Fitness]
>Equipment:
[Fortified Base.]
[Enhanced fortifications]
[Improved Infrastructure]
[Superhard Fortresses]
[19 Skeleton Scrap]
[Skeleton Alloy Ammo]
[Anti-air defenses]
[7 Radio Towers (can reach anywhere East of the Rockies]
[Advanced Training Room.]
[Alloy Armor]
[Fortified Basic Research Lab]
[Basic Skelescrap Forge!]
>Followers:
[Mayor of Atlanta]
[18 Veteran Survivors]
3 Scientists
>Research
Jazzhulk Research 3/6.
Renown: B-list
Status: Fine
1. His skin is metal? Really? They sent someone made of metal against ME? So be it. Pull the foe towards me while I leap and move to close. I'll either pull him and he'll be on unsure footing, or I will rip bits and pieces out of him, either way, it help for what comes next. When I close capitalize on the damage I made to him by putting my arm through him, grabbing his heart and crushing it utterly. Then bathing him in fire to make him more malleable I will rip him in two then render the pieces down to kill him or render him impotent.
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e0fca3 No.32874
| Rolled 19, 41, 71 - 5 = 126 (3d100) |
>>32873
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e0fca3 No.32875
| Rolled 40, 90, 51 = 181 (3d100) |
>>32867
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e0fca3 No.32876
| Rolled 19, 55, 84 = 158 (3d100) |
>>32862
>Name: Max Valcroix, AKA Pulse
>Age: 18
>Origin Story: Pulse is the child of two powerful and famous A-list superheroes, Monolith and Ice Raven. After the accidental murder of a A-list villain by misjudging a combination attack, both turned themselves in to the police in shame. The judge gave them an incredibly harsh sentence in a power play, simultaneous life in a specialized prison with no visitation rights and the government has refused to release them under any circumstances. The incident forced Max out of the public eye, raised by his Grandfather in mid-Florida. Growing up with the power to control and shape raw energy into pulses, weapons and shields and a serious hatred for authority, Pulse has donned an all-black and gray costume to contrast his Parent's silver and red, and sworn to show up the police and do what they can't.
>Blood Type: O+
>Signature Color: White, the color of his energy pulses.
>Domain: Florida.
>Superpowers: [A-list Energy Blast], [A-List Energy Shield], [B-List Weapon Creation] (10.5/20 A-list), [A-List Physical Fitness], [Psionic Resistance].
>Equipment: [Mid-Tech Secret Base (Cavern under High School), +Hidden], [High-Speed Motorcycle (Super)], [Army Base], [Tattered Father's Costume], [League Communicator]
>Followers: Grandpa (Running Secret Base), [Florida Resistance (Trained)], [Resistance Government], [Mark and Michelle - Fire and Ice twins], [Sophia - Electric Girl], [Julio - Healer], [David, Psionic Amputee]
>Renown: B-List
HEALTH: BATTERED
1/3:
There's a distinct cracking sound as Pulse's suit is slammed with an inhumanly-strong fist, sent at impossible speeds through the same manipulations of kinetic energy Pulse himself was so familiar with. The force of the punch met with his own thin and hastily-slung shielding of pure energy, cracking first through the shield and then against Pulse's muscled chest, throwing him backwards against the incoming tide.
Immediately, the white-clad hero brought himself to his hands and knees, spitting with a hint of bright red blood as he stood in the incoming surf, his eyes locked on Cadence, just barely visible as focused gray orbs under the mask on his stoic face. He had the courtesy to let his opponent keep talking, mostly because the teenager was regaining control of his own powers, unused to being on the receiving side of his own powers.
"Yeah, my mistake - cheap hillbilly knockoff." Pulse said through gritted teeth, his arms again sparking with cackles of white energy. The instant he was in range, a long, thin blade of hardened light pressed itself into Pulse's hand in a display of unstable white energy as he extended, lunging forward in a ferocious attempt to impale Cadence in a single swoop. He didn't miss a single beat as the initial attack was beaten aside, the sword evaporating into nothingness as his offhand threw an inhuman punch at Cadence's face, closing into to crack his other fist immediately into the right side of Cadence's protected ribs. The sword again formed to allow a single horizontal slash, a singular attempt to bisect Cadence entirely, Pulse's battering showing no signs of slowing him down.
"You don't have the right to look like me, you fucking coward. You think you're the one who should be using these powers? That you made the right decision by burying your head in the sand for a nice apartment in a dead world?" Pulse snarled, the thin lines of his mouth tight and angry, his sword still held, held downwards to rest cackling against the tide. "Come and show me."
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e0fca3 No.32877
| Rolled 63, 67, 2 + 10 = 142 (3d100) |
>>32876
The power-armored figure roared, beside himself, with slightly modulated laughter, crackling purple energy flaring up 'round his arms and torso.
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e0fca3 No.32878
| Rolled 90, 72, 22 = 184 (3d100) |
>>32863
Name: Lord "Dracula" Bob, King of Greater Wisconsin, "The Wisconsin Vampire", Once and Future King
Age: 30
Origin Story: Fell into a vat of high performance makeup designed for athletes who want to look nice. Which was place conveniently near a costume department store. The fangs make it hard for him to chew and his super powered body needs a lot of nutrients so he drinks all his meals with a nibble hear and there. His now pristine and flawless white skin is very sensitive to light. Before all that he was just a jobless actor who made bad poetry and puns and lived in closet of an apartment with no windows in the basement in a bad neighborhood.
Blood Type: D for Drinks A Lot
Signature Color: Blood Red
Domain: Transylvania Forest (Milwaukee), Greater Wisconsin, New Camelot
Superpowers: [B-List Super Strength], [A-List Super Speed], [C-List Super Stealth], [B-List Hypnotism], [B-List Swordsmanship], [Psionic Resistance]
Weakness: [Sorta Vampirish] - Being in sunlight causes pain and blindness. Most actions must be done during the night, or underground. You can more or less only eat liquids. Fire does extreme damage to you since the makeup is, apparently, napalm-based.
Equipment:[Hang-Glider]. [Excalibur], [Skeleton Alloy Pants],[Retrofitted Psiadamant Gauntlets], [Purple Crystal Globe](Flail with claw-machine-esque clutch), 5 [Skeleton Laser Rifles]. 28 [Skeleton Scrap],[Skeleton Alloy Gauntlets]
Followers: 8 Teenagers, 2 Dr.Handymen (Dr. Richards and Dr. Frakensteen), 2 Vampire Apprentice [Pa'Trikk The EverCrispy], [Wisconsin Super-Governor],[Elijah "Dark Sanguinus" Blake], [Werewolf Tribe]
Renown: [B-List]
Buildings: Trap-Filled Castle - Heavily Damaged, 4 [Watchtowers],[Training Room], 3 [Radio Towers],
[Transports ready]
Globe Researched. - Potential Control Locus for vehicle.
[Tentative Bigfoot Allies?]
A-List Super Strength 6/20
A-List Swordsmanship 13/20
[Lightly Wounded]
123
Bob would look into Excalibur and see his eyes reflected. Sanguine irises staring back he would in an instant reach into the depths of his mind and by his mastery of the human mind unlocking the natural gates barring full use of a body's strength for this battle. His muscles twitch and his shirt tears with explosive force revealing his majestic chest.
Wielding this augmented body and extending his will into the flail with a force and speed that it began to produce shock waves. Excalibur knew its enemy for what it was and I could feel its righteous strength flowing into me, willing that justice be done and the victim of Prime's crime given peace.
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e0fca3 No.32896
| Rolled 86, 23, 55 = 164 (3d100) |
>>32878
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e0fca3 No.32902
| Rolled 85, 82, 86 = 253 (3d100) |
Name: Real name Eva Foxx Cover name Steel wall.
Age: 17 years
Origin Story: Eva was a child prodigy in the field of robotics, she even managed to make a working robotic arm at the age of 13 and was accepted into collage roughly a year later. She was just a normal person in collage when the skeletons came, during the invasion she did the only thing she really could do at that point and hid in her collage dorm room hoping that everything would be okay, and it was okay, for her anyway. She then set up shop scavanging what she could and started to make something that would let her fight back against the skeletons and, after a long while of hard work, testing, failing, even more testing, she finally managed to make a basic protective suit of power armor for herself. It doesn't mater how its done all that matters is taking back this land, if not in the name of the USA in the name of humanity.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Bronze….ish
Domain: Grand Rapids, Michigan
Superpowers: [Super Intellect] [C-List Device Invention] [C-List Tool Creation]
Equipment: [Basic Tech Lab] [C-List Power Armor] [C-List Cyber-Harness]
Under construction: [Improved Tech Lab 3/6] [Repaired College Base 3/4]
Followers: No one…yet
Renown: Starts at D-List, still at D-List
1. "Well, That was easier then expected. Maybe I should send them a letter thanking them for the free stuff to research. Anyway, better just finish up fixing the damn place up again."
2,3 "And cant forget about the lab either now can we? Once this is finally done I can get to doing Science™ and figuring out what the skellies are made of and how there guns work."
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e0fca3 No.32922
| Rolled 70, 45, 43 = 158 (3d100) |
Name: The Mastermind
Age: At least 100
http://pastebin.com/jqJPHFCr
>Blood Type: AB+
>Signature Color: Dark Red
>Domain: New Mexico
>Superpowers: [Super Intellect], [D-List Device Invention] [Awesome Scar] [B-List Entropy]
"Hell-Rider! You shall be the champion demon among demons today. Go forth and strike against this foe you are so familiar with.
I and mine shall face my hated rival, the SKELETONS.
Paradox! Go forth with the support of some of my men, and pick a target in that infernal band! Use that laser whip and show their guitarist the importance of wearing protection!"
This strange rider. What in hell was he? The MASTERMIND saw that he was clearly wearing some holy items on his body, had wings, and unlike the rest was not spewing blasphemies from his mouth. He could have sworn he heard him shout a battle prayer.
Seeing as his own men were fighting the very forces of hell, the MASTERMIND chooses this next song to inspire his men to fight on!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-9Ls1jWX-TM
—
1-3. Mechanized Regiment, advance and cover our infantry. Steel will do a lot better than flesh against those hell flames. Doom Crawlers lay down a barrage of plasma fire and cut through those demons. Infantry use the armor for cover and fire at will! We've got to bleed away as many of their demonic forces as we can.
Suport the Hellrider as we make a push through their forces and into their band. If we can kill or capture at least one of them, that's one less member of their band and another step to victory. Fight on to the demonic stage!
1 DOOMtrooper Regiments [ROCK'N'RIFLES]
1 DOOMechanized Regiments
[Rock-N-Rifles]
2 [Doom Tanks!]
1 [Doom Crawler!]
4 [Sound Tanks]
1 [Heavy Plasma Tank!]
1 [Sound Barges]
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e0fca3 No.32923
| Rolled 40, 16, 70 = 126 (3d100) |
>>32866
Name: The Hell-Rider
Age: 26
Origin Story: Douglas Green was just a simple biker before one day he was gunned down in by a member of a rival gang. His soul was sucked directly to help were he was tormented for all of his wrong doings in life. Douglas was however was no ordinary man and set about planning his escape from hell. Taking to ambushing and eating the lesser demon-kin he found himself twisting in both body and mind as he made his way towards the limits of Hell. How exactly he got out at that point not even he remembers is finding himself back in his hometown by the ruins of his old watering hole. Finding himself in the wreckage of the world now ruled by Iron-Bones he has set off to make things right and maybe redeem his soul on the way.
Blood Type: O
Signature Color: Purple
Domain: Northern Texas
Powers: [A-List Fire Resistance][A-List Demonic Transformation (gives A-List Super Strength, A-List Endurance and D-List Flight)][C-List Motorcycling][D-List Guitar Skills] Demon-Hog:[B-List Super Speed]
Weakness: [Devil's Reject] - You fought your way out of Hell, but Hell wants your black soul back. Your critical failures can attract OTHER types of attention, you are harmed and repelled by objects of faith, and banishing magic is particularly deadly to you.
Equipment: Hellforged Chain, Demon-Hog, Demonhide Jacket, Holy Stratocaster
Assets: [Old Biker Clubhouse]
[3 Grenades]
Followers: 2 Old Ladies, 9 Road Warriors, 1 Road Huntress, 4 Bikers
—–
1-3. Douglas flapped his massive bat wings throwing savage winds at the opposing forces! Leading the DOOMtroopers in the moshpit he would continue shredding his guitar, channeling every ounce of what he had into a glorious shredding song! Grabbing a demon and forcing it down his gullet as a quick snack! He would crush, stomp and head butt anyone in his way as he continued to play!
[A-List Fire Resistance]
[A-List Demonic Transformation (gives A-List Super Strength, A-List Endurance and D-List Flight)]
[D-List Guitar Skills] 3/6
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e0fca3 No.32924
| Rolled 23, 50, 77 = 150 (3d100) |
>>32863
Name: The Architect (Gregory Udolfo Intrieri)
Age: 23
Blood Type: AB-
Signature Color: Some form of green.
Domain: preferably somewhere in Colorado but if that isn't available anywhere is fine.
Powers: [Super Intellect] [A-List Device Invention] [B-List Tech Manipulation] [D-List Tool Creation]
Equipment: [C-List Power Armor+PlasBlade Emitter]
[Medium Funds]
2 [Plasma Spatulas].
[Sturdy Kitchen Knife]
Followers:
2 [Engineering Undergrads]
Renown: Starts at D-List
Possessions:
6 D-List Power Armor suits +2/turn
16 [Cyber Skeleton Scrap]
2 [Cyber Skeleton Laser Rifle]
[Jar Of Living Metal]
Corpse of Jemalius
>Devices produced/produceable:
[Living Metal Fabrication]
Advanced Power Scanner– it can tell you what the highest power possessed by an individual is.
PlasBlade Emitter: Can both make more AND make equipment that runs on similar processes
[BOIblast Blueprints]
Junk:[No-Slip Remote Control][Basic Power Scanner][Eyelash Groomer][Reciprocating Cereal Bowl Attachment]
Territory:a fair bit
[Basic Power Armor Factory]
[Government]
Stalled:
Power Armor Factory Upgrade 2/8
C-List Tool Creation 4/8
Plasma sword in one hand plasma spatula in the other once again I'm gonna leap on this mother fucker in a fury and shank this nigga. Done dealing with this shit.
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e0fca3 No.32925
| Rolled 74, 68, 61 = 203 (3d100) |
Name: Max "The Slice" Edgeman
Age: Approximately 50 (Looks in his mid 20s but dried out or some shit)
Origin Story: Max Edgeman was a regular, yet edgy, salt mine worker for years until one day a mine shaft collapsed with him inside. Within the closed off shaft, he found a relic made by the first Edgelord, and with it, a necklace and a note. 'You who finds this shrine have been chosen to control the edge as I did. You will surpass all others in the way of edge.' Donning the necklace he found he had gained edge far superior to his own. So much so that his mere presence gave him the ability to cut at things. Max began to carve his way out of the salt mine. Trapped for years and living on a diet of nothing but salt, he found he soon found was developing an affinity with it, becoming molded by it. He found he could control the salt, shape it to his will as it shaped him. Finally escaping the salt mine, he found the world had changed much, however he was determined to show the edge he had gained in the salt mine.
Blood Type: AB-
Signature Color: Brown.
Domain: Missouri, [Nigh-Impregnable Salt Citadel]
Superpowers: [B-List Cutting] [A-List Salt Control] [Anger Sense] [D-List Salt Shielding] [D-List Pain Channeling]
Weakness: Donut Steel - With great power comes a great burden. Gathering followers and making allies is incredibly difficult for you, and your edge is like a beacon throughout the psionic sea. The threat range for attracting Skeleton attention is increased.
Equipment:
+Donte's Amulet
+Some Ivy Cream
+Edgy Chain Shorts
+Cybersonic Augment: Jazzwave
+28 Skeleton Scrap
+1 Augment Scrap
+3 Psicrystals
+2 Jazzbarge Wreckage Halves
Followers:
+5 [Salt Golems]
Renown: D-List
A-List cutting 12/18
Skelescrap Scientist 10/12
1. AHAHAHA, DONTE REVEALS HIS STRENGTH. These foolish binds that tie me to this world, the shackles that hold me back, they lessen. I must prepare, however. [Improve D-List Pain Channeling]
2. And the scientist is oh so near. I can taste it. My anti-hero's intuition has lead me to his location this time. 10/12
3. And my cutting nears that of a god. Soon I will slice the moon in half just to brandish my power to the world. Yes, I am sure of it. I'll cut some boulders for more practice in the meantime. 12/18
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e0fca3 No.32926
| Rolled 15, 66, 29 = 110 (3d100) |
>>Name: Paradox (Alexandra Kein)
>>Age: Mid-Late 30's. Don't be rude about it.
>>Origin Story: Daughter of a scientist that never really seemed to do anything while Alexandra was around, Alexandra resented the father that was never there and his insistence that she follow in his shallow footsteps as a scientist. When the jazz skeletons attacked, he sent her far from their home in New York State to the Dakotas. Mumbling about 'having to destroy every scrap of it' and 'now it was her turn', he thrust a small notebook into her grasp and told her to 'reactivate the program'. Inside was gibberish, until one day she dropped the journal and saw the message from the correct angle. "Enemy: Unknown." The strange figures that looked like little grey men on several pages began to make sense.
>>Blood Type: O+
>>Signature Color: Dark Yellow
>>Domain: South-Western South Dakota
>>Superpowers: [C-List Device Invention], [Super Intellect], [Outsider Tech Knowledge] [D-List Whip Combat]
>>Equipment: [Armored Labcoat Disguise], [Antique Laser Rifle],[Prototype Laser Whip], [Passkey], [Tiny Xenolab], [Cursed "HellBuster", No Warranty][SHSG Guitar] [Slightly Holy Showerhead]
>>Followers: 3 Veteran Soldiers, 30 Green Soldiers
>>Renown: D-List
>>Communications: Radio - listen across USA. broadcast 1 state radius.
>>Projects:[B-List Device Invention 5/15]
>>Misc: 4 [Skeleton Scrap]
>>32922
Paradox continues her slightly holy, slightly ghetto guitar assault upon the demonic rhythm player.
Supporting her band, Paradox keeps the chord going during the song, and the chord of her laser whip going around the white bitch's neck.
Once the opposing band's rhythm guitarist was in the DOOM mosh pit, she'd be an easy kill for Hellrider!
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e0fca3 No.32927
| Rolled 39, 12, 6 + 20 = 77 (3d100) |
>>32922
Demon Rolls
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e0fca3 No.32928
| Rolled 83, 52, 27 - 20 = 142 (3d100) |
>>32922
Skeleton Rolls
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e0fca3 No.32929
| Rolled 63, 55, 90 - 10 = 198 (3d100) |
>>32924
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e0fca3 No.32930
| Rolled 8, 89 = 97 (2d100) |
Quartet 4 Revival 2/16
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e0fca3 No.32932
| Rolled 26, 95, 53 = 174 (3d100) |
>>32865
>Name:
Loria Tarasovich / Miss Moscovia
1-3: The Pofessor was thrown to the side without a serious thought, a hand around her waist as she felt a rib of hers snap from the metal mech's pushback.
With the blades unsheaved from it's bracers, Miss Moscovia can't simply grab at it's forearms to levy any advantages. Instead, she would focus on destroying the machine's limbs, rushing back into the fray to grab at it's hand and upper arm, pushing her strength against the elbow's joints.
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e0fca3 No.32933
| Rolled 80, 27, 59 + 5 = 171 (3d100) |
>>32932
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e0fca3 No.32956
Name: Lord Vladimire
Age: 60
Origin Story: born to magically gifted parents who immigrated to texas from britain, he was taught the ways of magic, but his father abused both himself and his mother, leaving him with deep scars in childhood. he looked into black magic at an early age in secret, further festering the growing evil in his heart. when his father killed his mother by beating her, furious he killed his own father with his a forbidden spell, the death thunderbolt, which drains the life out of whoever it strikes.
from that day on he would grow to become one of the most notorious figures in magical society, taking the name Vladimire, and gathering an army of cultists and amassing in yet more dark magic. his trademark use of electromagic combined with black magic earned him the title of the "Lighting-DeathLord"
Vladimire is one of the few surviving members D.O.O.M. He was also notorious as being absent, missing very many meetings of D.O.O.M as he had been devoted much of his time trying to hunt down Waldough Whaters, the only person to ever escape him, and prophesied to be the Chosen One who will defeat him. this saved his life, as he was not there to be destroyed with the rest of D.O.O.M., but he also lost most of his followers to the skeleton attack.
he has returned to gather his strength again, and vows that no skeleton will get in the way of him finding and killing "the Child who Hid."
Blood Type: None
Signature Color: Lavender
Domain: somewhere in Texas
Superpowers: [B-List Super Sorcery], [B-List Electricity Control], [C-List Electricity Resistance]
Structures: Ley Node, V.U.
Equipment: [Dark Lord's Cloak], [Dark Lord's Wand], [7 Magical Batteries][Scuba Gear][Harpoon Gun][Brineborn Allies] [Nice Yacht][Small Boat Squadron][EVIL Wax][Strange Mermaid Trident]
Followers: [4 Death Beaters][2 Novice Death Beaters][Wendigo Tribe][Brineborn Allies].
Training: [Amphibious Combat Tactics]
Weakness: [Waldough Whaters And The Shocking Susceptibility] - You are one of the last surviving members of D.O.O.M, the Distinguished Order Of Malefactors. Your dark power is hindered, of course, by the existence of Waldough Whaters, a fleet-footed yet courageous boy. You are at a drastic penalty to interactions with Superheros or innocent folk. Roll an additional unmodified 1d100 per turn: this represents what Waldough is up to as he eludes your grasp…
A-list Super Sorcery 8/25
Scrying Tower 4/6
8 Captured Mermaids
8 Mermaid Corpses
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e0fca3 No.32957
| Rolled 86, 71, 4, 59 = 220 (4d100) |
>>32956
>that should be 3 Death Beaters
#1 the Dark Lord makes good on his word, and gives the 8 Captured Mermaids to his BrineBorne allies. he orders them to build a brineborn nest in the sewers and pools of V.U., to fill them with salt water, to breed more of their eldritch kin for his army.
#2 his Quarry so far away, Vladimire realizes he needs a means to chase him, while not abandoning his holdings. going into the libraries and archives of the university he studies on the 'moving castles' of wizarding history. some traveled upon the leylines, using their power to propel the structure forward. others stored up great amounts of magical power to warp the structure from one place to another. still others thought to sprout legs upon the structure, and enchant it with a concealment spell.
#3 Vladimire returns to his dark ritual for power A-list Super Sorcery 8/25
#4 where is Waldough. Vladimire was getting closer. any effort to narrow down Whater's location was worth it. the more friends he brought with him, the easier it would be to track them. Waldough was not always with all his friends at all times. inevitably one or several of them would be away from his person, in their beds, in their baths, or anywhere else they were that he wasn't, and that would allow him to track them. knowing the Sunjust girl was with him, there was a good chance he'd spend more time with her and leave the Hanger girl and Stoater boy. now he knew they were on the east coast, but he still needed more clues to find them.
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e0fca3 No.32959
| Rolled 14, 70, 29 = 113 (3d100) |
>>32863
Name: Hank Scorpio
Age: Average
Origin Story:
This incredible visionary is a genius entrepreneur who made lots of money with all sorts of space weapon technology. Which is also where his ambitions lie. In space. But all that aside for now, born with incredible super intelligence Hank Scorpio does whatever he can to provide a relaxed work environment for all his employees while they bring about the end of the world. Or happen to save it.
Blood Type: ABC
Signature Color: Pink
Domain: Phoenix, Arizona
Superpowers:
+ Super Intellect
+ OMEGA Regeneration Chip
+ D-List Device Invention
+ D-List Tool Creation
+ D-List Phyiscal Fitness
+ D-List Bass Playing
Followers:
+ A-Team
+ 4 Living Metal Corporate Executives
+ 31 Scorpion Mercenaries
+ 28 Living Metal Mercs
+ 6 Living Metal Mercs (Living Metal Merc Captives) - probably ded?
+ Weapons Expert
Equipment:
+ [Orange Suit]
+ Blueprint Briefcase
+ Medium-High Funds
+ 8 Energy Rifles
+ [Particle Acceleration Cannon]
+ [Quartet 4's Psi-Plasma Warstaff]
+ 3 [Space Rockets]
+ [Psion Tainted Fragments]
Renown: C-List
Buildings:
+ Research Lab
+ Ad-Tech Factory
+ Auto Training Facility
+ Upgraded Research Lab
Tech:
+ Flawless Biomechanical Regeneration Tech (A-list Regeneration, C-List Endurance)
+ Living Steel Alloy -> Living Alloy Bill (Mercs will be converted to Living Alloy at reasonable rate)
+ Metal Augmentation (Regeneration, Fitness, Split Bodyparts)
+ Superpower Dampener [Locked Out] 4/15
+ Subsonic Wave Gun 6/12
+ GiLiMeSS 10/20
+ Laser Integration System 6/8
1. If he managed to finish the Laser Integration System before they finished doing their music thing perhaps Scorpio could end it with a huge lightshow? Of course nobody had bothered to inform him how long this gig was expected to be and there had not been one word about any kind of compensation for his efforts, not even a complimentary drink or anything of the sorts. But such was the curse of being a great person and even a better ally.
+ Laser Integration System 6/8
2. Somewhere over the Rainbow, way up high, even past the Sky, beyond the Atmosphere in the everlasting silence of the Vacuum he could see it. GiLiMeSS, silently spinning in its cosmic dance, ever revolving, ever falling down to Earth, but never hitting, always missing. It was a tanquil fantasy. What did man live for if not to take up the challenge presented by space, to claim what has never been claimed before, to venture where noone else had ever gone before?
Probably for building space stations.
+ GiLiMeSS 10/20
3. And still Scorpio had his eyes fixated on the sky calmly playing his song. Hell and all that. He used to be smitten on a girl from here. That or she had just been a serious bitch. But love made blind, he thought to himself, trying to stare through the red and clouded hellish sky as unholy energies thundered in the background. Perhaps if he stared closely enough he could see a GiLiMeSS construct in space? Perhaps it was all just a futile undertaking? Who built Space Station these days? Were they even cost effective? But despite all doubt Scoprio couldn't help but grin at the unnatural sky. As a business man he was surprised how little he cared for the practical uses associated with his station.
Love did make blind after all.
+ Keep playing Bass
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e0fca3 No.33005
| Rolled 34, 95, 40 = 169 (3d100) |
>>32865
Name: The Shroud
Age: Time Immemorial
Origin Story: Here since the beginning, the invasion and overthrow of the governments by the robots disturb its slumber. Actually really intelligent and has decided to pose as a super villain to gain more power.
Blood Type: Lcl
Signature Color: Dark Black
Domain: Redding
Superpowers: [B-List Super Strength]; [A-List Super A.T Shield]; [A-List Regeneration], [Max Limbs (8)]; [D-List Spook-Vision]
Weakness: [Horror From Beyond] - You inspire dread and fear in everyday people. Good luck getting followers or allies.
Equipment: Spoon Collection; [Billie's Bounce Core]
Followers: [The LOBBRs (League Of Bargain Bin Rejects)]
Renown: C-List.
1-3; Travel to Hank Scorpio to get him to inspect the Core while consuming villains along the way to train S2 Cross Bomb 2/5
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e0fca3 No.33072
>>32867
The magic missiles don't miss, certainly, for they ricochet towards Jack at lightning speed.
What they DO do, though, is suddenly arc high up into the air and swarm towards the spirit of magic– for in the blink of an eye the voodooist has teleported onto the shoulder of Kaza'kazdun's new body. He slaps a sort of symbol on the golem's shoulder and hops off just as the magic missile bombardment hammers its caster at full force, denting the metal and disrupting its ethereal form.
The spirit turns around to retaliate once the bombardment ends, only to see the voodooist insert a fragment of Devil's Bronze into a voodoo doll and grin devilishly, foul magics whirling about his form…
BEGIN ROUND 4 OF KAZA'KAZDUN-VS-VOODOO HOODOO JACK
>>32868
3. Skeleton Virus 5/8. It's a pain to de-mothball all the research and technology…
2. You expand, taking a swath of mostly barren territory.
1. Your scientists and engineers don't seem to get what you want to do, exactly, so you take them into Doxy's innards to show them what you want taken out, what you want re purposed, et cetera.
As you point out what needs to be removed and gutted, which parts ought to be reworked, you turn and catch Phillip just as he places the crystal fedora onto his head, a look of wonder on his face.
Before you can scream no, a wave of pure psionic force blasts you clean through Doxy's faceplate and you hurl through the air for a mile or two, maybe more, before coming to a cataclysmic stop that's only cushioned by a hasty shell of metal constructed around yourself. As you lie on the ground wondering what in the FUCK just happened, that question is answered, for beside you suddenly appears Phillip, his eyes overtaken by a sinister purple glow and his voice, his voice is that of…
"I am Supreme Overcommander Quartet 1. This vessel is the instrument of your destruction. Do us a favor, little puppet: choke yourself on your strings and save me the trouble."
>>32873
>>32874
Dragoon's magnetism seemed to have little effect, for his foe's own magnetic powers were on par with– perhaps even greater– than his own. Nonetheless, the draconic bruiser would not be denied– he leapt forward and began clawing and hacking, roaring with anger as he cleaved handfuls of metallic flesh from his foe's form and bathed him in blistering gouts of fire.
The flagging fiend, at least, gave as good as he got, cracking Dragoon's armor and bruising his skin with mighty magnetically-charged blows and hammering down shards of metal or earth as soon as the hero conjured them. Slowly but surely, though, he was pushed back, losing step after step of ground to the punishing onslaught. Dragoon snarled, and with a spurt of flame drove his hand straight through his opponent's outstretched arm and into his chest, roaring triumphantly as he lifted him high into the air and began to pull with all his might with his other hand.
The metallic marauder let out a pained scream as he was ripped in two, spraying metallic blood and gibbets of mercurial meat every which way. The draconic hero "cauterized" both split halves with flame, for even then, they had started to reconnect and rebond. For the time being, the foe went limp, and fell silent.
YOU HAVE VANQUISHED TITANIUM FACE.
Gain 2 [Titanium Face Halves].
Gain A-List Endurance.
>>32876
>>32877
"Cheap? Hillbilly? Boy, you ain't got a clue," drawled Cadence, knocking aside the initial lunge with a crack of energy and raising a hand to catch Pulse's oncoming fist in his own. The other hand was caught, too, the power-gauntleted purple fist constricting painfully as it slowly forced the offending limb out to the side, away from his ribcage. "Like I said, hero, I'm the better one."
Cadence let out a disgusted huff as Pulse conjured his blade again, skewering him clean through the palm and puncturing his armor, a stab into his abdomen. In a flash of purple light, he blasted Pulse from both limbs and sent him tumbling backward through the sand and back into the surf. Another sustained stream of energy followed, but this was countered by Pulse's shield, which he defiantly kept strong up until the oncoming deluge of crackling power began to wane, at which point he retaliated with a blast of his own, smiting Cadence cleanly upon the breast, staggering him back a few feet.
"I got every right t' look like -me-, lil' hero, and I did what I did 'cause it was the smart thing to do. But you ain't that smart. 'N you ain't that strong." Cadence straightened and set his hands into claw shapes as he conjured another pair of crackling energy spheres. "And I -will- show you."
BEGIN ROUND 3 OF PULSE-VS-CADENCE
>>32902
1. Gain [Repaired College Base]!
2/3. Gain [Improved Tech Lab]!
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e0fca3 No.33073
>>32925
1. C-List Pain Channeling 2/8
2. You have finally located your scientist. A lean, reedy looking woman named Terra who, as your "contacts" said, is busy with running a bottom-scale chopshop and ghetto surgery clinic. With some coercion, you convince her to work for you, free of charge. She doesn't really seem to care much, either way; she spends much of her time staring intently at her jury-rigged cyber arm.
Gain [Terra, Skelescrap Scientist]! She can perform grafting surgeries and alter augments.
3. A-List Cutting 14/18
>>33005
1/3. You travel far and wide to the lands of Hank Scorpio, but when you reach his headquarters, his doorman informs you that he's off "doing a show" in the lands of your other "ally", The Mastermind.
You do manage to practice your cross bomb on the way, though, but there are simply no more villains left, in your territory, or DOOM's.
Gain D-List Cross Bomb.
>>32959
1. Unfortunately, the Laser Integration System's work is halted when some giant shadowy… THING tries to gain access to your facility, searching for you.
2. GiLiMeSS 13/20
3. You play that Bass. It's pretty alright Bass Playing.
>>32878
>>32896
1/2/3. The scorpion creature roars and lunges forward for another onslaught, but Bob is too fast; he knocks her back with waves of concussive force from his flail before blitzing forward in a blur of shirt-tearing beauty. Excalibur flashes and hums as it cuts into chitin and muscle alike, and there are many disturbing cracking noises as the flail shatters pieces of armor and pounds arachnoid flesh.
The beast reaches out to clutch Bob, wrapping one brutal pincer around his pectoral, but he simply flexes it at super-speed, sending his foe toppling over onto her back, where he, with a double-backflip, leaps into the air to pound her several inches into the concrete. His blade parries strike after strike as he continues flailing at her underbelly, and he, with a neat cut, slices off one of the under-pincer parts before flipping right back off, chivalrously waiting for his now screaming, enraged enemy to get back up.
BEGIN ROUND 4 OF DRACULA BOB-VS-GIGA SCORPIA
>>32924
>>32929
The plas-blade, unfortunately, shorts out just as the Architect makes his lunge. There's a crackling hum as his plas-splatula makes contact with a baton and his fist makes contact with his opponent's chest. The apple-branded antagonist simply parries this mundane limb aside and delivers a devastating downward blow right to the Architect's helmet.
Gregory's ears fill with ringing as he stumbles to a knee and is unceremoniously roundhouse kicked back into his lab, barely able to de-activate the oncoming electrified iPhone charging wires as they come his way. He ISN'T able to parry the lunging knee that his opponent hits him with to close the distance, and he's sent flying back into his workbench, dented.
YOU ARE NOW [WOUNDED].
BEGIN ROUND 4 OF THE ARCHITECT-VS-TOOL KING
>>32932
>>32933
The machine countered every movement, parried every blow. It almost seemed to read Miss Moscovia's movements, brandishing its blades and armoring to scratch and scrape her when she tried tearing its limbs.
The titanic technological terror took a few earth-shaking steps backward from the oversized dance of parries and jabs, giving a loud, bass chuckle as its arm-blades begin to glow with a sinister pink light…
BEGIN ROUND 4 OF MISS MOSCOVIA-VS-TENURED PROFESSOR GHUL AND "ROOM 608"
>>32956
>>32957
1. Brineborn Nest 6/8. Your gift of Mermaids seems to encourage the Brineborn to breed and construct at a truly ludicrous pace! Lose 8 Mermaid Captives…
2. V.U. Mobility 2/12.
3. Just as Vladimire sits down to enact his dark ritual of dark darkness, his ears are subjected to a horrid noise…
SMOOTH JAZZ.
It is at that moment that one of his Death Beaters bursts into the room, bringing with him dire news: a Cyber Skeleton incursion force has been seen making a beeline for V.U.! No time to meditate, there's a battle to be fought!
4. The scrying feed only grows more staticy and intelligible by the day… but he managed to wrestle out a few details. Towels made of old rags, not fine Trump fabrics; bedsheets clearly lifted from a Wal-Mart. Had their place of residence been salvaged, repurposed? Did they live in some covert slave colony?
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e0fca3 No.33075
>>32922
>>32923
>>32926
>>32927
>>32928
>>32959
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9P9rTWxbKQA
It's a bloody cacophany of viscera and lasers as the DOOM forces push decisively against the demons. Spearheded by Hell Rider, the evil footsoldiers slaughter a path across the mosh pit, heedless of blistering laser-fire from the circling jazzbarges up ahead.
There's a howl of fury as, mid-song, Paradox manages to drag the enemy rhythm guitarist off of the stage and into the mosh pit, where she is set upon by the Hell-Rider. By no means a physical demon, the entire crowd is treated to a wonderful shot of Hell-Rider headbutting her cranium into a gory mess and, with a hard riff, knocking her to the ground in a crumpled, disintegrating heap. The "head demon" of the enemy mosh-pit roars in anger and begins wading through the carnage to butt heads with the renegade.
Amidst all the rock and screaming and lasers, there's a grey blur from the very heart of the now lopsided mosh pit, and several synth-riffs as a Skeleton band, all chrome and toting weapons of strange crystalline make, materializes onto the ground! A three-way!
THE DEMONS HAVE BEEN PUSHED BACK!
D.O.O.M IS ON A ROCK-AND-ROLL!
THE SKELETONS HAVE PORTED IN THEIR OWN BAND!
BEGIN BATTLE OF THE BANDS, ROUND 3.
POST.
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e0fca3 No.33076
| Rolled 42, 1, 72 = 115 (3d100) |
>>33072
>Name: Max Valcroix, AKA Pulse
>Age: 18
>Origin Story: Pulse is the child of two powerful and famous A-list superheroes, Monolith and Ice Raven. After the accidental murder of a A-list villain by misjudging a combination attack, both turned themselves in to the police in shame. The judge gave them an incredibly harsh sentence in a power play, simultaneous life in a specialized prison with no visitation rights and the government has refused to release them under any circumstances. The incident forced Max out of the public eye, raised by his Grandfather in mid-Florida. Growing up with the power to control and shape raw energy into pulses, weapons and shields and a serious hatred for authority, Pulse has donned an all-black and gray costume to contrast his Parent's silver and red, and sworn to show up the police and do what they can't.
>Blood Type: O+
>Signature Color: White, the color of his energy pulses.
>Domain: Florida.
>Superpowers: [A-list Energy Blast], [A-List Energy Shield], [B-List Weapon Creation] (10.5/20 A-list), [A-List Physical Fitness], [Psionic Resistance].
>Equipment: [Mid-Tech Secret Base (Cavern under High School), +Hidden], [High-Speed Motorcycle (Super)], [Army Base], [Tattered Father's Costume], [League Communicator]
>Followers: Grandpa (Running Secret Base), [Florida Resistance (Trained)], [Resistance Government], [Mark and Michelle - Fire and Ice twins], [Sophia - Electric Girl], [Julio - Healer], [David, Psionic Amputee]
>Renown: B-List
HEALTH: BATTERED
1/3:
Pulse picked up speed and confidence, growing familiar with his enemy's motions in a sickening mimckery of himself, his shields and pulses adapting at a startling speed through Pulse's direction.
"Strong?" Pulse asks, a smile playing across his dry, serious lips. "You're old, hillbilly, not strong. I'm nineteen in a couple months. Judging by your timeline and that husk in your voice, you've gotta be thirty, maybe fourty. You've had all that time to practice and handle these powers, when they don't have a potential roof at all-" Pulse continues, drawing his arms tense and sparking with bolts of white energy-
"And I just made you move."
Kill this pathetic cosplayer. He took the easy way out, and he thinks he'll get the same with me. He's in for a surpise.
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e0fca3 No.33077
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e0fca3 No.33080
| Rolled 58, 35, 86 = 179 (3d100) |
Name: Max "The Slice" Edgeman
Age: Approximately 50 (Looks in his mid 20s but dried out or some shit)
Origin Story: Max Edgeman was a regular, yet edgy, salt mine worker for years until one day a mine shaft collapsed with him inside. Within the closed off shaft, he found a relic made by the first Edgelord, and with it, a necklace and a note. 'You who finds this shrine have been chosen to control the edge as I did. You will surpass all others in the way of edge.' Donning the necklace he found he had gained edge far superior to his own. So much so that his mere presence gave him the ability to cut at things. Max began to carve his way out of the salt mine. Trapped for years and living on a diet of nothing but salt, he found he soon found was developing an affinity with it, becoming molded by it. He found he could control the salt, shape it to his will as it shaped him. Finally escaping the salt mine, he found the world had changed much, however he was determined to show the edge he had gained in the salt mine.
Blood Type: AB-
Signature Color: Brown.
Domain: Missouri, [Nigh-Impregnable Salt Citadel]
Superpowers: [B-List Cutting] [A-List Salt Control] [Anger Sense] [D-List Salt Shielding] [D-List Pain Channeling]
Weakness: Donut Steel - With great power comes a great burden. Gathering followers and making allies is incredibly difficult for you, and your edge is like a beacon throughout the psionic sea. The threat range for attracting Skeleton attention is increased.
Equipment:
+Donte's Amulet
+Some Ivy Cream
+Edgy Chain Shorts
+Cybersonic Augment: Jazzwave
+28 Skeleton Scrap
+1 Augment Scrap
+3 Psicrystals
+2 Jazzbarge Wreckage Halves
Followers:
+5 [Salt Golems]
+[Terra, Skelescrap Scientist]
Renown: D-List
A-List cutting 14/18
C-List Pain Channeling 2/8
1. "Terra, I want you too look at this," The Slice says as he brandishes Donte's Amulet.
"Now I want you to look at this," He says, showing off his wholly in tact Cybersonic Jazzwave Augment and psicrystals.
He then points to his pile of skeleton scrap, augment scrap, and Jazzbarge wreckage.
"You will build me an ultimate weapon with them. One that channels the powers of my amulet."
2. After, he heads off to complete the training of his cutting powers. 14/18
3. His C-List Pain Channeling continues to be trained as well. Even if he cut himself during training again, his pain channeling could only grow. 2/8
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e0fca3 No.33081
| Rolled 46, 38, 35 = 119 (3d100) |
>>32864
Fug.
Name: Lord Deadly (Born: Laird Dade Lee)
Age: Mid twenties
Origin Story: See first post; Knight who got super-powers following a turkey accident
Blood Type: O Positive
Signature Color: Dark Green
Domain: None
Superpowers: [B-List Super Speed], [C-List Physical Fitness], [B-List Swordsmanship]
Equipment: [Longsword], [Plate Armor (Unremovable)]. [Medium Funds], [Halberd], [Armor Polish] [Cracked Helmet]
Followers: None
Renown: Starts at D-List
TRAINING: [B-List Physical Fitness 2/8] [A-List Swordsmanship 9/18] [D-List Staff Combat 1/4]
1/2/3. I shall steel myself for whatever may lie on the outside of my prison. If it's something I think I can deal with, I'll attack, and grab weapons lying about, if I need them. If I cannot deal with what await so me, I shall run away.
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e0fca3 No.33087
| Rolled 2, 97, 57 = 156 (3d100) |
>>33072
Name: Kaza'kazdun
Age: 10,000
Origin Story: A long forgotten spirit of magic brought forth from the Chaos Wilds in an attempt to help fight the skellitons. Who knew that trying to take something from a place called the Chaos Wilds would have unknown consequences on the summoner and spirit.
Blood Type: none
Signature Color: brownish
Domain: bum fuck Georgia
Superpowers: [B-list Super Sorcery], [D-List Super Stealth], [Psionic Resistance], [Summoner Health Boost], [D-List Artificing], [Enhanced Vision], [Almost-Super Charisma]
Equipment: [Weak Wand Of Magic Missile], [Magic Cutlery], Ikea Wands, [Tiny Enchanted Gun Stockpile], [Chocolatizing Coffee Mug], [Magical Hippy Van][Reagent Supply]
+ 1 Skeleton Scrap
+ 1 Strange Magical Object
+ 1 Ley Line Node
+ 1 [Magical Alter]
+ [Reinforced Devil's Bronze Body] ([C-List Flight][D-List Super Strength][D-List Super Speed])
+ [Meagre Tome]
+ [Slightly Less Meagre Tome]
Followers: 6 Cultists trained in magic, 8 Novice Artificer, Chaos Wolves, Charlie Company, [C.C. War Machine], 7 [Rust Monsters], 4 golems, 8 Engineers
Weakness: This Mortal Coil - You are bound to the increasingly unstable, relatively fragile shell of your summoner. If he dies, you're banished.
Renown: Starts at D-List.
Domain: [Basic Magical Populace]
In progress:
A list super sorcery - 11/25
New body transfer - 11/16.66
1-3. Like hell you are! Magnatize Jack so he pulls all metal, including the piece of devil's bronze in the doll, towards him with violent force.
+B-List super sorcery.
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e0fca3 No.33088
| Rolled 25, 85, 34 = 144 (3d100) |
>>33072
Name: Alex "Dragoon" Walker
Age: Twenties
Origin Story: Was a Normal Guy until the Spirit of a very old and powerful(at one point) Earth Dragon possessed his body, Now He fights to become strong a retake the world, one rock at a time.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Green
Domain: Northern Georgia, Most of Alabama, most of Mississippi
>Superpowers:
[A-List Rock Manipulation]
[A-List Endurance]
[B-List Metal Manipulation]
[Maximum Dragon Rock Fusion]
[C-List Super Strength]
[B-List Dragon's Breath]
[C-List Physical Fitness]
>Equipment:
[Fortified Base.]
[Enhanced fortifications]
[Improved Infrastructure]
[Superhard Fortresses]
[19 Skeleton Scrap]
[Skeleton Alloy Ammo]
[Anti-air defenses]
[7 Radio Towers (can reach anywhere East of the Rockies]
[Advanced Training Room.]
[Alloy Armor]
[Fortified Basic Research Lab]
[Basic Skelescrap Forge!]
2 [Titanium Face Halves]
>Followers:
[Mayor of Atlanta]
[18 Veteran Survivors]
3 Scientists
>Research
Jazzhulk Research 3/6.
Renown: B-list
Status: Fine
1. Regroup with my men, make sure all is right in my territory and there are no more great disruptions waiting in the works around my lands.
2. Start Working on my metal control, Improving and refining it in the training room.
+[Advanced Training Room.]
3. Put the halves of Titanium face, and the rest of the skelescrap into the forge. Melt them down and use them to make better weapons and armor for my men. And a Large and heavy spear for myself. A good weapon to use with my powers, and I am super strong, so weight is less of an issue.
[B-List Metal Manipulation]
[B-List Dragon's Breath]
[Improved Infrastructure]
[19 Skeleton Scrap]
[Basic Skelescrap Forge!]
3 Scientists
2 [Titanium Face Halves]
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e0fca3 No.33090
| Rolled 18, 59, 18 + 5 = 100 (3d100) |
>>33076
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e0fca3 No.33091
| Rolled 36, 43, 62 = 141 (3d100) |
>>33087
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e0fca3 No.33092
| Rolled 60, 12, 55 = 127 (3d100) |
Name: Real name Eva Foxx Cover name Steel wall.
Age: 17 years
Origin Story: Eva was a child prodigy in the field of robotics, she even managed to make a working robotic arm at the age of 13 and was accepted into collage roughly a year later. She was just a normal person in collage when the skeletons came, during the invasion she did the only thing she really could do at that point and hid in her collage dorm room hoping that everything would be okay, and it was okay, for her anyway. She then set up shop scavanging what she could and started to make something that would let her fight back against the skeletons and, after a long while of hard work, testing, failing, even more testing, she finally managed to make a basic protective suit of power armor for herself. It doesn't mater how its done all that matters is taking back this land, if not in the name of the USA in the name of humanity.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Bronze….ish
Domain: Grand Rapids, Michigan
Superpowers: [Super Intellect] [C-List Device Invention] [C-List Tool Creation]
Equipment: [Improved Tech Lab] [C-List Power Armor] [C-List Cyber-Harness] [Repaired College Base]
Under construction: [Nothing]
Followers: No one…yet
Renown: Starts at D-List, still at D-List
1,2 "Well, finally done with that. Time to move on to the fun parts! Now…where to start…Well, the list says here 'Get gud'….erm, I don't recall writing that. Oh, this is Tina's list, wonder what happened to her, eh I might as well do it anyway." [Practice device Invention]
3. "And what else to do? Oh I know! I'll get to work on finding out how that jazz barge the skellies had works! I have a mostly intact one out there so it should be fine…I hope."
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e0fca3 No.33094
| Rolled 12, 32, 72 = 116 (3d100) |
>>33073
Name: Lord "Dracula" Bob, King of Greater Wisconsin, "The Wisconsin Vampire", Once and Future King
Age: 30
Origin Story: Fell into a vat of high performance makeup designed for athletes who want to look nice. Which was place conveniently near a costume department store. The fangs make it hard for him to chew and his super powered body needs a lot of nutrients so he drinks all his meals with a nibble hear and there. His now pristine and flawless white skin is very sensitive to light. Before all that he was just a jobless actor who made bad poetry and puns and lived in closet of an apartment with no windows in the basement in a bad neighborhood.
Blood Type: D for Drinks A Lot
Signature Color: Blood Red
Domain: Transylvania Forest (Milwaukee), Greater Wisconsin, New Camelot
Superpowers: [B-List Super Strength], [A-List Super Speed], [C-List Super Stealth], [B-List Hypnotism], [B-List Swordsmanship], [Psionic Resistance]
Weakness: [Sorta Vampirish] - Being in sunlight causes pain and blindness. Most actions must be done during the night, or underground. You can more or less only eat liquids. Fire does extreme damage to you since the makeup is, apparently, napalm-based.
Equipment:[Hang-Glider]. [Excalibur], [Skeleton Alloy Pants],[Retrofitted Psiadamant Gauntlets], [Purple Crystal Globe](Flail with claw-machine-esque clutch), 5 [Skeleton Laser Rifles]. 28 [Skeleton Scrap],[Skeleton Alloy Gauntlets]
Followers: 8 Teenagers, 2 Dr.Handymen (Dr. Richards and Dr. Frakensteen), 2 Vampire Apprentice [Pa'Trikk The EverCrispy], [Wisconsin Super-Governor],[Elijah "Dark Sanguinus" Blake], [Werewolf Tribe]
Renown: [B-List]
Buildings: Trap-Filled Castle - Heavily Damaged, 4 [Watchtowers],[Training Room], 3 [Radio Towers],
[Transports ready]
Globe Researched. - Potential Control Locus for vehicle.
[Tentative Bigfoot Allies?]
A-List Super Strength 6/20
A-List Swordsmanship 13/20
[Lightly Wounded]
ROUND 4 DRACULA BOB-VS-GIGA SCORPIA
1-3
"One day this world will not be subject to the tyrannical whims and wishes that pretend to hold its fate, you too would have been able to find a place of your own in my Kingdom."
Poor devilish thing. Bob takes a step forward swinging Excalibur to the side and awaiting the inevitable charge that would end this fight.
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e0fca3 No.33095
| Rolled 87, 10, 18 - 5 = 110 (3d100) |
>>33094
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e0fca3 No.33096
| Rolled 4, 16, 1 = 21 (3d100) |
>>33073
Name: The Architect (Gregory Udolfo Intrieri)
Age: 23
Blood Type: AB-
Signature Color: Some form of green.
Domain: preferably somewhere in Colorado but if that isn't available anywhere is fine.
Powers: [Super Intellect] [A-List Device Invention] [B-List Tech Manipulation] [D-List Tool Creation]
Equipment: [C-List Power Armor+PlasBlade Emitter]
[Medium Funds]
2 [Plasma Spatulas].
[Sturdy Kitchen Knife]
Followers:
2 [Engineering Undergrads]
Renown: Starts at D-List
Possessions:
10 D-List Power Armor suits +2/turn
16 [Cyber Skeleton Scrap]
2 [Cyber Skeleton Laser Rifle]
[Jar Of Living Metal]
Corpse of Jemalius
>Devices produced/produceable:
[Living Metal Fabrication]
Advanced Power Scanner– it can tell you what the highest power possessed by an individual is.
PlasBlade Emitter: Can both make more AND make equipment that runs on similar processes
[BOIblast Blueprints]
Junk:[No-Slip Remote Control][Basic Power Scanner][Eyelash Groomer][Reciprocating Cereal Bowl Attachment]
Territory:a fair bit
[Basic Power Armor Factory]
[Government]
Stalled:
Power Armor Factory Upgrade 2/8
C-List Tool Creation 4/8
1.2.3.
I am running out of weapons here. down to only my plasma spatulas guess I gotta use them like swords. But that is all the more heroic right? Continue to battle. Need to take out his baton if I can use my [B-List Tech Manipulation] at the right moment to order it to stop emitting its energy I can destroy it then I will still have a decent chance.
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e0fca3 No.33097
| Rolled 36, 22, 97, 80 - 10 = 225 (4d100) |
>>33096
1-3. Combat Rolls.
4. ???
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e0fca3 No.33098
Name: The Mastermind
Age: At least 100
http://pastebin.com/jqJPHFCr
>Blood Type: AB+
>Signature Color: Dark Red
>Domain: New Mexico
>Superpowers: [Super Intellect], [D-List Device Invention] [Awesome Scar] [B-List Entropy]
The Mastermind seeing the renewed reinforcements of the skeletons realized his own forces were now hard pressed to fight two foes.
Switching songs, he seeks to inspire his soldiers with tales of valour, courage, and most importantly, the idea that they had to fight for their lives. It's surrender or die, because they all knew what the skeletons and demons did to prisoners.
The stakes were high. The demand was higher. They had to steel themselves.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7jTgkTEDDog
1-3. In any three way fight there are the same roles. Hammer, Anvil, and Hammered.
Better to be the Hammer than the Hammered. The skeletons were everywhere anyway, but to allow the demons to survive and make a third foe was unacceptable.
"FOWARD! DRIVE THE DEMONS TO THE SKELETONS!"
Efforts would focus on trying to drive the last remainder of the demons and smash them between DOOM and Skeleton, reducing the three-way fight to a one on one against the skeletons. Hammer them between a rock and the hard place!
1 DOOMtrooper Regiments [ROCK'N'RIFLES]
1 DOOMechanized Regiments
[Rock-N-Rifles]
2 [Doom Tanks!]
1 [Doom Crawler!]
4 [Sound Tanks]
1 [Heavy Plasma Tank!]
1 [Sound Barges]
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e0fca3 No.33099
| Rolled 42, 88, 94 = 224 (3d100) |
>>33098
dice
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e0fca3 No.33100
| Rolled 62, 55, 98 - 5 = 210 (3d100) |
>>33099
Demon Rolls
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e0fca3 No.33101
| Rolled 18, 22, 35 + 5 = 80 (3d100) |
>>33098
Skeleton Rolls
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e0fca3 No.33102
| Rolled 63, 56, 40 = 159 (3d100) |
>>33098
>>Name: Paradox (Alexandra Kein)
>>Age: Mid-Late 30's. Don't be rude about it.
>>Origin Story: Daughter of a scientist that never really seemed to do anything while Alexandra was around, Alexandra resented the father that was never there and his insistence that she follow in his shallow footsteps as a scientist. When the jazz skeletons attacked, he sent her far from their home in New York State to the Dakotas. Mumbling about 'having to destroy every scrap of it' and 'now it was her turn', he thrust a small notebook into her grasp and told her to 'reactivate the program'. Inside was gibberish, until one day she dropped the journal and saw the message from the correct angle. "Enemy: Unknown." The strange figures that looked like little grey men on several pages began to make sense.
>>Blood Type: O+
>>Signature Color: Dark Yellow
>>Domain: South-Western South Dakota
>>Superpowers: [C-List Device Invention], [Super Intellect], [Outsider Tech Knowledge] [D-List Whip Combat]
>>Equipment: [Armored Labcoat Disguise], [Antique Laser Rifle],[Prototype Laser Whip], [Passkey], [Tiny Xenolab], [Cursed "HellBuster", No Warranty][SHSG Guitar] [Slightly Holy Showerhead]
>>Followers: 3 Veteran Soldiers, 30 Green Soldiers
>>Renown: D-List
>>Communications: Radio - listen across USA. broadcast 1 state radius.
>>Projects:[B-List Device Invention 5/15]
>>Misc: 4 [Skeleton Scrap]
1-3.
"The only song you fucking skeletons better be playing with a synth is 'I Ran', but good luck getting away!"
Paradox seeks out the skeleton Rhythmist and puts an end to this unholy scourge with LASER TECHNOLOGY and GUITAR SMASHING GOODNESS.
Even the demon on her back had to agree that these skeletons were making a mockery of music.
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e0fca3 No.33103
| Rolled 93, 21, 61 = 175 (3d100) |
>>33072
Name: Scruftron- (Real name Scruffy)
Age: 28
Origin Story: Once a mild mannered entry-level Janitor at a secret military instillation, Pvt. Scruffy was selected for secret goverment experiments in creating Artificial supers. He was infused with Neodymium enriched Iron as a substitute for the iron in his blood. The effect of this experiment gave the gift of Magnetism! He could fling great blocks of steel with a flick of the wrist! Pry open vault doors with his mind! Bend spoons! The potential was limitless! Except that the metal actually had to be magnetic… And he's afraid of spiders
Blood Type: AB-
Signature Color: Orange
Domain: somewhere in Nebaska
Superpowers: [B-List Magnetism], [B-List Janitorial Skills], [B-List Staff Combat]
Equipment:
+ [Psi-Adamant Carapace]
+ [Super Strong Strange Naginata]
+ [Psi-Adamant Warboots]
+[Heavy Laser Spray]
>Extra Equipment:
+[Psion-Alloy Armor]
+[Cyber Alloy Armor]
+[Janitorial Armor D-list]
>Allies:
+[The Psychonaut]
>Followers:
+[1 Janitorial Captains]
+[23 Janitor Elites]
+[3 Janitors]
+[14 Janitor Strippers]
+[Doctor Phillip]
+[Computer Whiz Jimmy]
+[Windex] - the Invisible Marauder.
+ [Bucketboy] - the water-slinging floorwasher.
+ [Scour] - the bombshell that can disintegrate objects with her touch.
+ [Harvey] - a mountain of a man that soaks up punishment like a sponge.
+[Dura-Dong] - Man with a Iron will, and a Iron Cock.
Renown: B-list
Weakness: [Eight Legged Freaks] - Spiders and spider-like creatures give you a severe penalty to all rolls.
>Buildings:
+[Ultra-Advanced Laser Repeater Factory]
+[Scruff Base-Heavy Metal Version]+[EMP Fields]&[Tank Traps]&[Tank Turret Emplacement]
+ [Forge]
>Other Stuff
+ [Hunk Of Steel Sculpture].
+ [Low Weapons Supply]
+ [Scruffy's Porn Stash]
+ [Skelly Scrap Research]
+[Repulsion Tech]
+[Abandoned Tactical]
+[26 Scrufftech Laser Repeaters] +8/turn
+[70 Skeleton Scrap]
+[1 Repurposed Jazzbarge]
+[Quartet 3's Head]
+[Super Laser Pointer]
+[Masterwork War Bucket]
+[Inert "Doxy"]
>Research
Skeley Virus 3/8
Questionably Placed Cyber Grafting 16/???
A-List Magnetism 16/20
Janitorial Barracks 1/4
1/2/3. Scrufftron rises and dusts himself off, popping his neck and fingers before turning to the man formerly known as Jimmy, now possessed by the arch-goon of the being that made the world the shithole it is today.
"You know, I never got what it is with you Italians and pontificating. Q3 was just as egregious, and now I wear him as a top and boot combo and use his skull as a paper weight. I wonder what I'll make of you."
Scrufftron then rises into the air on his repulsors, letting loose a barrage with his heavy laser spray before flinging large clumps of metal at the Quartet Vessel.
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e0fca3 No.33104
| Rolled 43, 22 + 70 = 135 (2d100) |
>>33103
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e0fca3 No.33108
| Rolled 58, 13, 33 = 104 (3d100) |
>>33073
>Name:
Loria Tarasovich / Miss Moscovia
1-3: Miss Moscovia stepped back after the failed attempt at ripping off the Machine's arm, holding in one of the more serious blows against herself as she hopes it'll heal. However, the blades began glowing into a pink tone akin to neon lights.
While it peaked curiosity why the glow is of a girly colour, Miss Moscovia had more important things to focus on, like skipping the middle man and just use the Skeletron's blade against itself. Moving in to grab the wrist, she would try to slam the blade into the machine's torso, to see if it can handle what it puts out.
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e0fca3 No.33112
| Rolled 95, 58, 15 = 168 (3d100) |
>>33108
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e0fca3 No.33113
| Rolled 41, 98, 40 = 179 (3d100) |
>>33073
Name: Hank Scorpio
Age: Average
Origin Story:
This incredible visionary is a genius entrepreneur who made lots of money with all sorts of space weapon technology. Which is also where his ambitions lie. In space. But all that aside for now, born with incredible super intelligence Hank Scorpio does whatever he can to provide a relaxed work environment for all his employees while they bring about the end of the world. Or happen to save it.
Blood Type: ABC
Signature Color: Pink
Domain: Phoenix, Arizona
Superpowers:
+ Super Intellect
+ OMEGA Regeneration Chip
+ D-List Device Invention
+ D-List Tool Creation
+ D-List Phyiscal Fitness
+ D-List Bass Playing
Followers:
+ A-Team
+ 4 Living Metal Corporate Executives
+ 31 Scorpion Mercenaries
+ 28 Living Metal Mercs
+ 6 Living Metal Mercs (Living Metal Merc Captives) - probably ded?
+ Weapons Expert
Equipment:
+ [Orange Suit]
+ Blueprint Briefcase
+ Medium-High Funds
+ 8 Energy Rifles
+ [Particle Acceleration Cannon]
+ [Quartet 4's Psi-Plasma Warstaff]
+ 3 [Space Rockets]
+ [Psion Tainted Fragments]
Renown: C-List
Buildings:
+ Research Lab
+ Ad-Tech Factory
+ Auto Training Facility
+ Upgraded Research Lab
Tech:
+ Flawless Biomechanical Regeneration Tech (A-list Regeneration, C-List Endurance)
+ Living Steel Alloy -> Living Alloy Bill (Mercs will be converted to Living Alloy at reasonable rate)
+ Metal Augmentation (Regeneration, Fitness, Split Bodyparts)
+ Superpower Dampener [Locked Out] 4/15
+ Subsonic Wave Gun 6/12
+ GiLiMeSS 13/20
+ Laser Integration System 6/8
1. Unfortunately Scorpio is not available at this time. Please try again at a later date. Or don't try again at all. Either would be fine.
+ Laser Integration System 6/8
2. Building a space station was hard work. You had to come up with the technology, draw up the blueprints, name it, assemble the parts and launch it up into the sky. But the hardest part about it all was staying patient while you did it. After all space stations were man's best friend.
+GiLiMeSS 13/20
3. The Bass the Bass. Would somebody notice if he took a quick break? Ah, whatever, it could wait. Play some more Bass.
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e0fca3 No.33135
Name: Lord Vladimire
Age: 60
Origin Story: born to magically gifted parents who immigrated to texas from britain, he was taught the ways of magic, but his father abused both himself and his mother, leaving him with deep scars in childhood. he looked into black magic at an early age in secret, further festering the growing evil in his heart. when his father killed his mother by beating her, furious he killed his own father with his a forbidden spell, the death thunderbolt, which drains the life out of whoever it strikes.
from that day on he would grow to become one of the most notorious figures in magical society, taking the name Vladimire, and gathering an army of cultists and amassing in yet more dark magic. his trademark use of electromagic combined with black magic earned him the title of the "Lighting-DeathLord"
Vladimire is one of the few surviving members D.O.O.M. He was also notorious as being absent, missing very many meetings of D.O.O.M as he had been devoted much of his time trying to hunt down Waldough Whaters, the only person to ever escape him, and prophesied to be the Chosen One who will defeat him. this saved his life, as he was not there to be destroyed with the rest of D.O.O.M., but he also lost most of his followers to the skeleton attack.
he has returned to gather his strength again, and vows that no skeleton will get in the way of him finding and killing "the Child who Hid."
Blood Type: None
Signature Color: Lavender
Domain: somewhere in Texas
Superpowers: [B-List Super Sorcery], [B-List Electricity Control], [C-List Electricity Resistance]
Structures: Ley Node, V.U.
Equipment: [Dark Lord's Cloak], [Dark Lord's Wand], [7 Magical Batteries][Scuba Gear][Harpoon Gun][Brineborn Allies] [Nice Yacht][Small Boat Squadron][EVIL Wax][Strange Mermaid Trident]
Followers: [3 Death Beaters][2 Novice Death Beaters][Wendigo Tribe][Brineborn Allies].
Training: [Amphibious Combat Tactics]
Weakness: [Waldough Whaters And The Shocking Susceptibility] - You are one of the last surviving members of D.O.O.M, the Distinguished Order Of Malefactors. Your dark power is hindered, of course, by the existence of Waldough Whaters, a fleet-footed yet courageous boy. You are at a drastic penalty to interactions with Superheros or innocent folk. Roll an additional unmodified 1d100 per turn: this represents what Waldough is up to as he eludes your grasp…
A-list Super Sorcery 8/25
Scrying Tower 4/6
Brineborn Nest 6/8
V.U. Mobility 2/12
8 Mermaid Corpses
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e0fca3 No.33136
| Rolled 94, 70, 85, 21 = 270 (4d100) |
>>33135
#1 battle has joined. this is the last opportunity for the Brineborn to lay their spawn before they go to battle, more of them is needed not less. they shall finish their nest and have their wives lay eggs in it, then join the fight at once. 6/8
#2 the Dark Lord attempts to raise some of the dead Sirens as a necromantic thralls, to sing their song of wailing and shrieks to drown out the jazz.
+B-List Super Sorcery
+8 Mermaid Corpses
#3 battle roll. Vladimire calls upon his death beaters and his novices, his wendigo allies. the waxen ear plugs are put on, and he personally goes to test the mettle of these metal abominations, opening up with blasts of lightning, channeling the powers of the Ley Node.
>"you are interrupting my hunt in my school. Begone foul things!"
this was as good a time as any for his novices to learn the art in true combat.
+Dark Lord's Wand
+Ley Node
+3 Death Beaters
+3 Death Beaters
+Wendigo Tribe
#4 where is Waldough. Vladimire, as he cannot partake in the great hunt this time, enchants his crystal sphere to record whatever can be sighted of Whater's by magic or Sunjusts' devices. even what she browsed and on her laptop might give clues as to where they are
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e0fca3 No.33141
| Rolled 40, 85, 22 = 147 (3d100) |
>>33075
Name: The Hell-Rider
Age: 26
Origin Story: Douglas Green was just a simple biker before one day he was gunned down in by a member of a rival gang. His soul was sucked directly to help were he was tormented for all of his wrong doings in life. Douglas was however was no ordinary man and set about planning his escape from hell. Taking to ambushing and eating the lesser demon-kin he found himself twisting in both body and mind as he made his way towards the limits of Hell. How exactly he got out at that point not even he remembers is finding himself back in his hometown by the ruins of his old watering hole. Finding himself in the wreckage of the world now ruled by Iron-Bones he has set off to make things right and maybe redeem his soul on the way.
Blood Type: O
Signature Color: Purple
Domain: Northern Texas
Powers: [A-List Fire Resistance][A-List Demonic Transformation (gives A-List Super Strength, A-List Endurance and D-List Flight)][C-List Motorcycling][D-List Guitar Skills] Demon-Hog:[B-List Super Speed]
Weakness: [Devil's Reject] - You fought your way out of Hell, but Hell wants your black soul back. Your critical failures can attract OTHER types of attention, you are harmed and repelled by objects of faith, and banishing magic is particularly deadly to you.
Equipment: Hellforged Chain, Demon-Hog, Demonhide Jacket, Holy Stratocaster
Assets: [Old Biker Clubhouse]
[3 Grenades]
Followers: 2 Old Ladies, 9 Road Warriors, 1 Road Huntress, 4 Bikers
—–
1-3. Hell-Rider unleashes a roar as the gore streams down his face as his launches into a sick guitar solo pushing every once of his spirit into fucking rocking it out!
[A-List Fire Resistance]
[A-List Demonic Transformation (gives A-List Super Strength, A-List Endurance and D-List Flight)]
[D-List Guitar Skills] 3/6
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e0fca3 No.33265
| Rolled 23, 61, 72 = 156 (3d100) |
>>33073
Name: The Shroud
Age: Time Immemorial
Origin Story: Here since the beginning, the invasion and overthrow of the governments by the robots disturb its slumber. Actually really intelligent and has decided to pose as a super villain to gain more power.
Blood Type: Lcl
Signature Color: Dark Black
Domain: Redding
Superpowers: [B-List Super Strength]; [A-List Super A.T Shield]; [A-List Regeneration], [Max Limbs (8)]; [D-List Spook-Vision]; [D-List S2 Cross Bomb]
Weakness: [Horror From Beyond] - You inspire dread and fear in everyday people. Good luck getting followers or allies.
Equipment: Spoon Collection; [Billie's Bounce Core]
Followers: [The LOBBRs (League Of Bargain Bin Rejects)]
Renown: C-List.
1; Eat his doorman before leaving to the masterminds lands. Obviously, this guy was a rude dude and was stupid enough to deny me. The Mastermind guy will probably want to be greedy, but I'll just eat his guise if he wants to be rude too. Get the mastermind guy to study this thing and tell me what it does.
2-3; Practice Cross bomb across the desert lands while waiting
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e0fca3 No.33269
>>33076
>>33090
"Old? Boy, I stopped aging when I got myself a clue. I'm in perfect health. Better than perfect."
Cadence parried a pair of energy-charged strikes thrown his way and countered with a screaming blast from his own palm, one that was deftly sidestepped and followed up by a haymaker to his helmeted jaw. He slowly marched backward as he let loose a torrent of power from both outstretched arms, one that Pulse easily took on an extended energy shield.
"I done helped conquer two worlds, lil' hero, and yours is next!"
Sharp snapping noises filled the air as Pulse brought down a pair of energy blades onto his foe's purple-charged arms. Swinging left, right, up, down, until his foe was caught off guard and he could go in for a two-bladed lunge.
Cadence caught the lunge in two crackling palms, and they struggled for a moment, white meeting violet as energy coursed through both sets of arms. Then, with a snarl of anger, Pulse broke through, impaling Cadence right through the lungs.
Pulse grinned triumphantly, an instant before Cadence clapped an armored hand to his head and let loose a point-blank blast of energy, utterly destroying Max's mask and tearing large, cauterized gouges through his face and hair. The hero flew backward and skidded to a stop in a pained, blinded heap as his foe cracked his neck.
YOU ARE NOW LIGHTLY WOUNDED.
BEGIN ROUND 4 OF PULSE-VS-CADENCE
>>33080
1. Terra flicks her eyes from the amulet, to the augment, and then to the heaps of scrap, her eyes narrowing in disdain before she pushed herself upright.
"Fine. I've been needing a challenge anyway. Give it all here.
??? Augment - 2/???
2. A-list Cutting 15/18
3. C-List Pain Channeling 5/8. Your ability to draw strength from your PAIN increases by the day.
>>33088
1. Your men assure you that there is nothing wrong with your domain. At least not right now. They've been concerned at the lack of progress on the skeleton menace, though…
2. A-list Metal Manipulation 4/20
3. Mantlespear 1/12.
Your Veteran Survivors are now [Armored Veteran Survivors].
Lose all Skelescrap. Lose 2 Titanium Face Halves.
>>33092
1/2. B-List Device invention 1/10
3. Jazzbarge Research 1/3
>>33081
1/2/3. Using your superspeed to deliver a series of rapid-fire blows, you punch open the door to your "cage" to find yourself among many other canisters in an open-air facility. Stumbling out, you zip down the aisle of canisters and towards an ostentatious, bone-fonted sign, pointing in multiple directions: "CONTAINMENT PODS" is where you came from, "EQUIPMENT ROOM" is directly forward, and "STASIS BARRACKS" is off to the right…
Dashing towards the equipment room, you cunningly punch a pair of cyber skeletons to "death" before kicking open a locker that holds your trusty blade and halberd!
>>33087
>>33091
Jack began to pull and stab and twist the voodoo doll, forcing Kaza'kazdun to writhe and gyrate in kind. It wasn't enough, however, to keep the spirit from casting an incantation of magnetism, and Jack gave a start as the shard of Devil's Bronze ripped through the voodoo doll and right into his chest. Other pieces of metal– foci, knives, amulets– slammed into him with punishing speed as well, bringing the witch doctor to his knees. With a grimace he took some of the blood now dripping liberally from his form and drew a quick, dirty symbol with it, and the metal bits stopped rocketing his way.
He smeared blood in a larger line, conjuring a small wall of black fire– from behind which he, surely, casted some fell incantation…
BEGIN ROUND 5 OF KAZA'KAZDUN-VS-VOODOO HOODOO JACK
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e0fca3 No.33270
>>33094
>>33095
The creature let out a snarl, dripping with ichor and blood as it began stomping forward, swinging its wounded pincer in a wide hook to catch Bob on the chin, drawing blood and stumbling him back a few feet. The follow up strike was caught by his flail, however; wrapping the other pincer up in its chain.
Bob kicked up off of the ground and forced the offending limb behind the creature's back, cracking the chitin as he spun Excalibur in a flourish. Once, twice, three times he stabbed at her back, drawing gouts of arachnoid blood all the while, and when he forcefully kicked off her back, he took her arm with him with a sickening crunch.
Bob had only enough time to throw the arm away before the beast charged him, and he charged her in kind, his face a stoic mask of pity amidst the whirling mane of hair.
The noise of steel-in-flesh rent the air as he sunk Excalibur into her arachnid heart and she rammed her pincer-spike into his gut. Bob didn't flinch as the creature sputtered and shuddered and, finally, collapsed onto a side, limbs curling inward as it succumbed to its injuries.
YOU ARE NOW WOUNDED.
GAIN A-LIST SWORDSMANSHIP.
GAIN [GIGA SCORPIA CORPSE]
>>33108
>>33112
The giantess grabbed hold of the machine's wrist as it moved forward, but quickly came to regret the decision as the other hand moved to stab her in the gut. The injury was pain unlike anything she'd felt thus far, and it came again and again as she was stabbed thrice more, struggling all the while to impale the skeleton on its own blade. The machine only gave another chuckle as Ghul found his way onto Moscovia's back, lazily walking up her spine god-knows-how as she delivered a savage series of jabs to the skeleton's face and pushed the machine away, one arm wrapped 'round her midsection to keep her entrails in while she healed…
YOU ARE NOW LIGHTLY WOUNDED.
BEGIN ROUND 5 OF MISS MOSCOVIA-VS-TENURED PROFESSOR GHUL AND "ROOM 608"
>>33265
1. You eat his doorman and begin moving towards the Mastermind's land, where you are told a great battle between demon and D.O.O.M. is taking place!
2/3. C-List Cross Bomb 2/8
>>33136
1. The Brineborn finish their nest, and begin joining the fight!
Gain [Brineborn Nest]
2. Lose 8 Mermaid Corpses. Gain 8 Rot Sirens.
3. You and your Death Beaters meet the skeleton incursion with great arcs of lightning and devastating gouts of torrential magic energy. So fearsome is their assault that they mostly destroy the barges, and very little is left of the Skeletons to even tell that they were there! Such is the might of the LightningDeath Lord!
Gain 1 Jazzbarge Wreckage. Gain 5 Skeleton Scrap.
4. All that Vladimire manages to record is a few snippets of search history from Sunjust, mostly regarding "Hogan restaraunt" "sunblock" "are sharks poisonous" "is sand poisonous" "is poison sandy". Most of Sunjust's history is blocked by an eldritch incognito browser!
>>33113
1. Laser Integration System 7/8. Almost there!
Also, your doorman has been eaten by the shadow-monster.
2. GiLiMeSS 18/20. You make a swath of progress, or so you're told as you strum along on that bass guitar. Soon you'll have your own piece of… -stuff-, among the stars.
3. You play some more Bass. It's not all that great– you probably should've taken that bathroom break, huh?
>>33103
>>33104
The possessed Jimmy said nothing. He made no noise. He simply floated to the side as Scrufftron unfolded his laser spray bottle and blasted him, scouring his side with energy. Quartet 1 didn't seem to care, and he cared even less as hunks of levitating metal were flung this way and that, glancing off of him by inches each time Scrufftron threw them.
When the once-janitor sent them all flying at once, from all angles, they suddenly stopped, hovering idle in the air before "Jimmy" raised his brows, and with multiple sonic booms they began hurtling towards Scruffton.
The string-cutting serviceman whipped his naginata around at blinding speed, carving the oncoming tide of metal into shards before turning it all into -slag- with a blast of his laser spray. It was so that Scrufftron found himself still hovering in the air, having a glaring match with his former associate as the latter began raising a hand.
BEGIN ROUND 2 OF SCRUFFTRON-VS-JIMMY 1
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e0fca3 No.33271
| Rolled 92 (1d100) |
>>33269
THE -ACTUAL- FUCKING MAP.
Quartet 4 Revival 6/16
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e0fca3 No.33272
>>33141
>>33102
>>33100
>>33101
>>33098
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XOibIxl3dLo
The D.O.O.M. forces began flanking the demons, herding them toward the Skeleton incursion. Already facing a laserrific assault from Paradox, the skeleton band quickly crumbles under a tide of demon hooves and D.O.O.M. laser fire, while the rampant destruction of the Skeleton """Band""" goes almost unnoticed by the demons as a whole; if anything, it invigorates them, and they fight back against the D.O.O.M. forces with even more vigor.
Paradox let out an elated cackle as the demon on her back soaked in the bloodshed and the violence, a wild sounding thing that made the already bucket-sweating Demetrius lean back and the rather placid Scorpio raise a finely manicured brow. Mastermind hurled bolts of entropic energy with each screamed line at Sk1d and his peers, who all joined in with raucous laughter as the Hell Rider full-on charged the demon's mosh-pit bruiser, bowling over a tide of lesser demons to do so. The rock-and-rolling devil found himself punched, headbutted and elbowed onto a knee by the bigger, stronger monster, who painted a sloppy pentagram on his hairy chest with the Hell Rider's own blood, a little taste of what was to come as the two forces pushed at each other once more in earnest!
THE SKELETONS HAVE BEEN WIPED OUT.
D.O.O.M. HOLDS AN ADVANTAGE!
BEGIN ROUND 4 OF THE BATTLE OF THE BANDS!
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e0fca3 No.33273
>>33096
>>33097
The Architect went in with a savage swipe of his spatulas, only to be cracked upside the jaw by a charged baton. His opponent refused to let up, bringing his weapons down again and again and again before the Architect could even -try- to disable his tech.
Soon, battered, dented and brought to his knees, all the Architect could do was clench his fist and feebly strike at the shins of his foe, who responded with a savage kick to the face plating.
Intrieri pushed himself up on one elbow, glaring at the Tool King, expecting him to move forward… but he didn't. Rather, the Architect heard something else: a soft, mechanical thump from just behind him.
"This is the face of resistance?" asked Skeleton Prime, flipping the inventor onto his stomach with half a thought. "How pitiful. Clearly I have grown complacent. Too complacent."
Shock was overcome by raw anger as Gregory pushed himself onto a knee. Before him was the son of a bitch that had started all this, the one who had brought the world low. And he dared to come into HIS domain, gloat to HIM?
Prime narrowed his glowing purple eyes, shifting his metal jaw in thought. "Serve me, hero, and I will let you live. I will even let you keep your research. What do you say?"
The Architect responded by grabbing up a spatula and lunging. He maded it within an inch of Prime's face before he was stopped, the seething kitchen utensil casting an eerie glow on Prime's already eerie features. Even though the Skeleton leader had no face, it wasn't hard to tell that he was sneering.
"Defiant to the end. No matter, child."
His cloak darted open and a blue-crystal-encrusted metal fist clamped down around the Architect's neck, and Prime began to squeeze, with his body, and his mind.
"All will serve Prime."
THE ARCHITECT HAS BEEN KILLED IN BATTLE.
YOU MAY RE-ENTER PLAY WITH A DIFFERENT HERO, OR ONE OF THE ARCHITECT'S SURVIVING UNDERGRADS, OR NONE OF THE ABOVE.
POST.
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e0fca3 No.33275
| Rolled 2 (1d100) |
>>33273
Quartet 4 Revival 10/16
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e0fca3 No.33276
| Rolled 25, 5, 73 = 103 (3d100) |
>>33270
Name: Scruftron- (Real name Scruffy)
Age: 28
Origin Story: Once a mild mannered entry-level Janitor at a secret military instillation, Pvt. Scruffy was selected for secret goverment experiments in creating Artificial supers. He was infused with Neodymium enriched Iron as a substitute for the iron in his blood. The effect of this experiment gave the gift of Magnetism! He could fling great blocks of steel with a flick of the wrist! Pry open vault doors with his mind! Bend spoons! The potential was limitless! Except that the metal actually had to be magnetic… And he's afraid of spiders
Blood Type: AB-
Signature Color: Orange
Domain: somewhere in Nebaska
Superpowers: [B-List Magnetism], [B-List Janitorial Skills], [B-List Staff Combat]
Equipment:
+ [Psi-Adamant Carapace]
+ [Super Strong Strange Naginata]
+ [Psi-Adamant Warboots]
+[Heavy Laser Spray]
>Extra Equipment:
+[Psion-Alloy Armor]
+[Cyber Alloy Armor]
+[Janitorial Armor D-list]
>Allies:
+[The Psychonaut]
>Followers:
+[1 Janitorial Captains]
+[23 Janitor Elites]
+[3 Janitors]
+[14 Janitor Strippers]
+[Doctor Phillip]
+[Computer Whiz Jimmy]
+[Windex] - the Invisible Marauder.
+ [Bucketboy] - the water-slinging floorwasher.
+ [Scour] - the bombshell that can disintegrate objects with her touch.
+ [Harvey] - a mountain of a man that soaks up punishment like a sponge.
+[Dura-Dong] - Man with a Iron will, and a Iron Cock.
Renown: B-list
Weakness: [Eight Legged Freaks] - Spiders and spider-like creatures give you a severe penalty to all rolls.
>Buildings:
+[Ultra-Advanced Laser Repeater Factory]
+[Scruff Base-Heavy Metal Version]+[EMP Fields]&[Tank Traps]&[Tank Turret Emplacement]
+ [Forge]
>Other Stuff
+ [Hunk Of Steel Sculpture].
+ [Low Weapons Supply]
+ [Scruffy's Porn Stash]
+ [Skelly Scrap Research]
+[Repulsion Tech]
+[Abandoned Tactical]
+[26 Scrufftech Laser Repeaters] +8/turn
+[70 Skeleton Scrap]
+[1 Repurposed Jazzbarge]
+[Quartet 3's Head]
+[Super Laser Pointer]
+[Masterwork War Bucket]
+[Inert "Doxy"]
>Research
Skeley Virus 3/8
Questionably Placed Cyber Grafting 16/???
A-List Magnetism 16/20
Janitorial Barracks 1/4
1/2. "A quiet one eh? Well that's just boring. And here I was waiting on you to tell me your grand plan and all that pizzazz. I guess I'll just be talking to myself them, a shame that. Q3 made such interesting noises when we pulled him apart, I'm quite interested to see if you will as well."
Scrufftron raises a hand, before outstretching his palm, and then waving his fingers in, beckoning the corpse before him.
"Bring it."
He then proceeded to pull forth a large amount of metal towards him, fashioning it into a large sword that he then swung at Q1, using both his augmented strength and magnetic powers to propel it forward.
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e0fca3 No.33277
| Rolled 24, 19 + 70 = 113 (2d100) |
>>33276
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e0fca3 No.33278
| Rolled 3, 48, 29 = 80 (3d100) |
>>33269
Name: Alex "Dragoon" Walker
Age: Twenties
Origin Story: Was a Normal Guy until the Spirit of a very old and powerful(at one point) Earth Dragon possessed his body, Now He fights to become strong a retake the world, one rock at a time.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Green
Domain: Northern Georgia, Most of Alabama, most of Mississippi
>Superpowers:
[A-List Rock Manipulation]
[A-List Endurance]
[B-List Metal Manipulation] (A 4/20)
[Maximum Dragon Rock Fusion]
[C-List Super Strength]
[B-List Dragon's Breath]
[C-List Physical Fitness]
>Equipment:
[Fortified Base.]
[Enhanced fortifications]
[Improved Infrastructure]
[Superhard Fortresses]
[Skeleton Alloy Ammo]
[Anti-air defenses]
[7 Radio Towers (can reach anywhere East of the Rockies]
[Advanced Training Room.]
[Alloy Armor]
[Fortified Basic Research Lab]
[Basic Skelescrap Forge!]
Mantlespear 1/12
>Followers:
[Mayor of Atlanta]
[18 Armored Veteran Survivors]
3 Scientists
>Research
Jazzhulk Research 3/6.
Renown: B-list
Status: Fine
1. My men armored, my domain secure. It's time. All out attack towards New Orleans, we move for the prisoner camps now!
+[18 Armored Veteran Survivors]
+alloy Ammo
+[Alloy Armor]
+[A-List Rock Manipulation]
+[A-List Endurance]
+[B-List Metal Manipulation] (A 4/20)
+[Maximum Dragon Rock Fusion]
+[C-List Super Strength]
+[B-List Dragon's Breath]
+[C-List Physical Fitness]
2. Continue to train my Metal manipulation to it's utmost, I will need it at it's best. (4/20)
+[Advanced Training Room.]
3. With my forces armored I can now focus all my energy forging my new spear for fighting my foes. It will be long heavy and deadly.
[B-List Metal Manipulation]
[B-List Dragon's Breath]
[Improved Infrastructure]
[Basic Skelescrap Forge!]
[Fortified Basic Research Lab]
3 Scientists
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e0fca3 No.33279
| Rolled 54, 84, 38 = 176 (3d100) |
1/12 on 3
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e0fca3 No.33280
| Rolled 62, 99, 99 = 260 (3d100) |
>>33269
Name: Kaza'kazdun
Age: 10,000
Origin Story: A long forgotten spirit of magic brought forth from the Chaos Wilds in an attempt to help fight the skellitons. Who knew that trying to take something from a place called the Chaos Wilds would have unknown consequences on the summoner and spirit.
Blood Type: none
Signature Color: brownish
Domain: bum fuck Georgia
Superpowers: [B-list Super Sorcery], [D-List Super Stealth], [Psionic Resistance], [Summoner Health Boost], [D-List Artificing], [Enhanced Vision], [Almost-Super Charisma]
Equipment: [Weak Wand Of Magic Missile], [Magic Cutlery], Ikea Wands, [Tiny Enchanted Gun Stockpile], [Chocolatizing Coffee Mug], [Magical Hippy Van][Reagent Supply]
+ 1 Skeleton Scrap
+ 1 Strange Magical Object
+ 1 Ley Line Node
+ 1 [Magical Alter]
+ [Reinforced Devil's Bronze Body] ([C-List Flight][D-List Super Strength][D-List Super Speed])
+ [Meagre Tome]
+ [Slightly Less Meagre Tome]
Followers: 6 Cultists trained in magic, 8 Novice Artificer, Chaos Wolves, Charlie Company, [C.C. War Machine], 7 [Rust Monsters], 4 golems, 8 Engineers
Weakness: This Mortal Coil - You are bound to the increasingly unstable, relatively fragile shell of your summoner. If he dies, you're banished.
Renown: Starts at D-List.
Domain: [Basic Magical Populace]
In progress:
A list super sorcery - 11/25
New body transfer - 11/16.66
1-3. "It seems you enjoy dark magics Jack. How about some of mine?" And the spirit casts Blood Boil upon Jack, using the bit of Devil's Bronze in Jack's chest as a catalyst.
+B-List super sorcery.
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e0fca3 No.33281
| Rolled 82, 91, 98 - 5 = 266 (3d100) |
>>33280
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e0fca3 No.33282
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e0fca3 No.33283
| Rolled 40, 26, 51 = 117 (3d100) |
Name: Max "The Slice" Edgeman
Age: Approximately 50 (Looks in his mid 20s but dried out or some shit)
Origin Story: Max Edgeman was a regular, yet edgy, salt mine worker for years until one day a mine shaft collapsed with him inside. Within the closed off shaft, he found a relic made by the first Edgelord, and with it, a necklace and a note. 'You who finds this shrine have been chosen to control the edge as I did. You will surpass all others in the way of edge.' Donning the necklace he found he had gained edge far superior to his own. So much so that his mere presence gave him the ability to cut at things. Max began to carve his way out of the salt mine. Trapped for years and living on a diet of nothing but salt, he found he soon found was developing an affinity with it, becoming molded by it. He found he could control the salt, shape it to his will as it shaped him. Finally escaping the salt mine, he found the world had changed much, however he was determined to show the edge he had gained in the salt mine.
Blood Type: AB-
Signature Color: Brown.
Domain: Missouri, [Nigh-Impregnable Salt Citadel]
Superpowers: [B-List Cutting] [A-List Salt Control] [Anger Sense] [D-List Salt Shielding] [D-List Pain Channeling]
Weakness: Donut Steel - With great power comes a great burden. Gathering followers and making allies is incredibly difficult for you, and your edge is like a beacon throughout the psionic sea. The threat range for attracting Skeleton attention is increased.
Equipment:
+Donte's Amulet
+Some Ivy Cream
+Edgy Chain Shorts
+Cybersonic Augment: Jazzwave
+28 Skeleton Scrap
+1 Augment Scrap
+3 Psicrystals
+2 Jazzbarge Wreckage Halves
Followers:
+5 [Salt Golems]
+[Terra, Skelescrap Scientist]
Renown: D-List
A-List cutting 15/18
C-List Pain Channeling 5/8
??? Augment 2/???
1. It is time I finish this, I will unlock my potential and I will CUT DOWN THESE SKELETON BASTARDS. [A-List Cutting 15/18]
2. MY POWERS WILL RING OUT LIKE THE PAIN IN MY SOUL [C-List Pain Channeling 5/8]
3. And Terra moves on with my all-powerful augment. Soon, I will be able to cut atoms. [??? Augment 2/???]
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e0fca3 No.33290
| Rolled 79, 46, 66 = 191 (3d100) |
>>33270
>Name:
Loria Tarasovich / Miss Moscovia
[Lightly Wounded]
1-2: Holding back her guts from spilling out, she would feel something crawling up her back, likely the 'doctor' trying to get her while she was vulnerable. Flinching her upper body back, she tries to get Ghul off of her, helping to keep her intestine inside. Turning around and reaching for a large object to properly take care of this fly-like pest.
3: Even as she did that, she made sure to stay aware of the fucking huge robotic skeleton, to avoid getting herself caught off-guard.
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e0fca3 No.33291
| Rolled 41, 80, 16 = 137 (3d100) |
>>33290
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e0fca3 No.33292
| Rolled 50, 67, 44 = 161 (3d100) |
Name: Real name Eva Foxx Cover name Steel wall.
Age: 17 years
Origin Story: Eva was a child prodigy in the field of robotics, she even managed to make a working robotic arm at the age of 13 and was accepted into collage roughly a year later. She was just a normal person in collage when the skeletons came, during the invasion she did the only thing she really could do at that point and hid in her collage dorm room hoping that everything would be okay, and it was okay, for her anyway. She then set up shop scavanging what she could and started to make something that would let her fight back against the skeletons and, after a long while of hard work, testing, failing, even more testing, she finally managed to make a basic protective suit of power armor for herself. It doesn't mater how its done all that matters is taking back this land, if not in the name of the USA in the name of humanity.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Bronze….ish
Domain: Grand Rapids, Michigan
Superpowers: [Super Intellect] [C-List Device Invention 1/10 to B] [C-List Tool Creation]
Equipment: [Improved Tech Lab] [C-List Power Armor] [C-List Cyber-Harness] [Repaired College Base]
Under construction: [Jazzbarge Research]
Followers: No one…yet
Renown: Starts at D-List, still at D-List
1,2 whistling as they work on sciency stuff [train device invention]
3 "Lets see here, at this rate I should be done relatively soon with this barge, It will be fun to use some of the skeillys tech against them."
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e0fca3 No.33293
| Rolled 35, 99, 87 = 221 (3d100) |
>>33270
Name: Lord "Dracula" Bob, King of Greater Wisconsin, "The Wisconsin Vampire", Once and Future King
Age: 30
Origin Story: Fell into a vat of high performance makeup designed for athletes who want to look nice. Which was place conveniently near a costume department store. The fangs make it hard for him to chew and his super powered body needs a lot of nutrients so he drinks all his meals with a nibble hear and there. His now pristine and flawless white skin is very sensitive to light. Before all that he was just a jobless actor who made bad poetry and puns and lived in closet of an apartment with no windows in the basement in a bad neighborhood.
Blood Type: D for Drinks A Lot
Signature Color: Blood Red
Domain: Transylvania Forest (Milwaukee), Greater Wisconsin, New Camelot
Superpowers: [B-List Super Strength], [A-List Super Speed], [C-List Super Stealth], [B-List Hypnotism], [A-List Swordsmanship], [Psionic Resistance]
Weakness: [Sorta Vampirish] - Being in sunlight causes pain and blindness. Most actions must be done during the night, or underground. You can more or less only eat liquids. Fire does extreme damage to you since the makeup is, apparently, napalm-based.
Equipment:[Hang-Glider]. [Excalibur], [Skeleton Alloy Pants],[Retrofitted Psiadamant Gauntlets], [Purple Crystal Globe](Flail with claw-machine-esque clutch), 5 [Skeleton Laser Rifles]. 28 [Skeleton Scrap],[Skeleton Alloy Gauntlets]
Followers: 8 Teenagers, 2 Dr.Handymen (Dr. Richards and Dr. Frakensteen), 2 Vampire Apprentice [Pa'Trikk The EverCrispy], [Wisconsin Super-Governor],[Elijah "Dark Sanguinus" Blake], [Werewolf Tribe]
Renown: [B-List]
Buildings: Trap-Filled Castle - Heavily Damaged, 4 [Watchtowers],[Training Room], 3 [Radio Towers],
[Transports ready]
[Giga Scorpia Corpse]
Globe Researched. - Potential Control Locus for vehicle. Skeleton tactics deleted and skeletons weakened.
[Tentative Bigfoot Allies?]
A-List Super Strength 6/20
[Wounded]
1 "Alright boys the Social Justice Warriors abandoned their posts from the look of the empty walls earlier, move in the Tribe and militia forces first then be ready to respond with my apprentices to any resistance. We take Chicago we deal a considerable blow to the Skeletons."
2/3 Healing. With the these wounds Bob feels it would be best to sit down on one of the benches near his torn war tent "Bring me some bat-ade doctors and we can discuss what we can do with the dna of this fallen super while I recover." While they are off receiving aid supplies from the logistics troops supplies by the Super-Governor Bob would begin some deep breathing and mediation to focus his A-List Super Speed metabolism to start working on regenerating the damage. Dr Richards and Frankensteen to administer first aid, supply nutrients and monitor his recovery speed with supplies gathered by Super-Governor.
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e0fca3 No.33295
| Rolled 59, 54, 22, 46 = 181 (4d100) |
Name: Lord Vladimire
Age: 60
Origin Story: born to magically gifted parents who immigrated to texas from britain, he was taught the ways of magic, but his father abused both himself and his mother, leaving him with deep scars in childhood. he looked into black magic at an early age in secret, further festering the growing evil in his heart. when his father killed his mother by beating her, furious he killed his own father with his a forbidden spell, the death thunderbolt, which drains the life out of whoever it strikes.
from that day on he would grow to become one of the most notorious figures in magical society, taking the name Vladimire, and gathering an army of cultists and amassing in yet more dark magic. his trademark use of electromagic combined with black magic earned him the title of the "Lighting-DeathLord"
Vladimire is one of the few surviving members D.O.O.M. He was also notorious as being absent, missing very many meetings of D.O.O.M as he had been devoted much of his time trying to hunt down Waldough Whaters, the only person to ever escape him, and prophesied to be the Chosen One who will defeat him. this saved his life, as he was not there to be destroyed with the rest of D.O.O.M., but he also lost most of his followers to the skeleton attack.
he has returned to gather his strength again, and vows that no skeleton will get in the way of him finding and killing "the Child who Hid."
Blood Type: None
Signature Color: Lavender
Domain: somewhere in Texas
Superpowers: [B-List Super Sorcery], [B-List Electricity Control], [C-List Electricity Resistance]
Structures: Ley Node, V.U., [Brineborn Nest]
Equipment: [Dark Lord's Cloak], [Dark Lord's Wand], [7 Magical Batteries][Scuba Gear][Harpoon Gun][Brineborn Allies] [Nice Yacht][Small Boat Squadron][EVIL Wax][Strange Mermaid Trident][1 Jazzbarge Wreckage][5 Skeleton Scrap]
Followers: [3 Death Beaters][2 Novice Death Beaters][Wendigo Tribe][Brineborn Allies][8 Rot Sirens]
Training: [Amphibious Combat Tactics]
Weakness: [Waldough Whaters And The Shocking Susceptibility] - You are one of the last surviving members of D.O.O.M, the Distinguished Order Of Malefactors. Your dark power is hindered, of course, by the existence of Waldough Whaters, a fleet-footed yet courageous boy. You are at a drastic penalty to interactions with Superheros or innocent folk. Roll an additional unmodified 1d100 per turn: this represents what Waldough is up to as he eludes your grasp…
A-list Super Sorcery 8/25
Scrying Tower 4/6
V.U. Mobility 2/12
8 Mermaid Corpses
#1 the interlopers vanquished, the Dark Lord returns to his ritual for power. A-list Super Sorcery 8/25
#2 more study is done on a means to move the Dark Castle. V.U. Mobility 2/12
#3 the great tower that would give Vladimire even greater sight continues to be built. Scrying Tower 4/6
#4 where is Waldough. this was it. the Vladimire felt he hadenough clues to Whater's position. he knew where he was now, he was sure of it. now he just had to make sure the boy stayed there, until his great castle was ready to give chase…just one risk. he knew the Whater's boy was currently at a beach, and thanks to Sunjust, which beach. that would make his Brineborn most useful. but the Mermaid Queen escaped. Vladimire knew the risks of leaving one's enemies to lick their wounds and swear revenge, and especially join the boy. for a moment, he turned his attention to her, just to make sure she wasn't actively seeking the boy.
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e0fca3 No.33297
| Rolled 94, 6, 51 = 151 (3d100) |
Name: The Mastermind
Age: At least 100
http://pastebin.com/jqJPHFCr
>Blood Type: AB+
>Signature Color: Dark Red
>Domain: New Mexico
>Superpowers: [Super Intellect], [D-List Device Invention] [Awesome Scar] [B-List Entropy]
This was it. This was the final push. We'd beaten the skeletons, thrown the Demon's back, now was the time to make or break them.
Now was the time to defeat them.
Now was the time to ROCK THEM.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qGaOlfmX8rQ
1-3. The skeletons are defeated, take opportunity of this as more room to flank them, but ultimately, now comes a battle of strength of will and courage. We're this close, everyone needs to know it and fight hard for a glorious victory that must be earned!
When possible, fire support would be given to the Hellrider to injure that enemy demon!
1 DOOMtrooper Regiments [ROCK'N'RIFLES]
1 DOOMechanized Regiments
[Rock-N-Rifles]
2 [Doom Tanks!]
1 [Doom Crawler!]
4 [Sound Tanks]
1 [Heavy Plasma Tank!]
1 [Sound Barges]
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e0fca3 No.33298
| Rolled 57, 88, 58 - 5 = 198 (3d100) |
>>33297
Demon Rolls
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e0fca3 No.33302
| Rolled 99, 28, 27 = 154 (3d100) |
>>33269
>Name: Max Valcroix, AKA Pulse
>Age: 18
>Origin Story: Pulse is the child of two powerful and famous A-list superheroes, Monolith and Ice Raven. After the accidental murder of a A-list villain by misjudging a combination attack, both turned themselves in to the police in shame. The judge gave them an incredibly harsh sentence in a power play, simultaneous life in a specialized prison with no visitation rights and the government has refused to release them under any circumstances. The incident forced Max out of the public eye, raised by his Grandfather in mid-Florida. Growing up with the power to control and shape raw energy into pulses, weapons and shields and a serious hatred for authority, Pulse has donned an all-black and gray costume to contrast his Parent's silver and red, and sworn to show up the police and do what they can't.
>Blood Type: O+
>Signature Color: White, the color of his energy pulses.
>Domain: Florida.
>Superpowers: [A-list Energy Blast], [A-List Energy Shield], [B-List Weapon Creation] (10.5/20 A-list), [A-List Physical Fitness], [Psionic Resistance].
>Equipment: [Mid-Tech Secret Base (Cavern under High School), +Hidden], [High-Speed Motorcycle (Super)], [Army Base], [Tattered Father's Costume], [League Communicator]
>Followers: Grandpa (Running Secret Base), [Florida Resistance (Trained)], [Resistance Government], [Mark and Michelle - Fire and Ice twins], [Sophia - Electric Girl], [Julio - Healer], [David, Psionic Amputee]
>Renown: B-List
HEALTH: LIGHTLY WOUNDED
1/3:
I've got no more breath to spare for this pumped-up zombie. And I think I might've torn something in my vocal chords, too. He's clearly either got some way to shield his internals, or, more likely, doesn't have them at all - removed, perhaps? My best bet is a spike of energy right through his ugly damn head, or to sever the thing clean off. Let's see if he's still grinning after that.
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e0fca3 No.33303
| Rolled 5, 63, 70 = 138 (3d100) |
>>33302
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e0fca3 No.33345
| Rolled 93, 8, 89 = 190 (3d100) |
>>33270
Name: Hank Scorpio
Age: Average
Origin Story:
This incredible visionary is a genius entrepreneur who made lots of money with all sorts of space weapon technology. Which is also where his ambitions lie. In space. But all that aside for now, born with incredible super intelligence Hank Scorpio does whatever he can to provide a relaxed work environment for all his employees while they bring about the end of the world. Or happen to save it.
Blood Type: ABC
Signature Color: Pink
Domain: Phoenix, Arizona
Superpowers:
+ Super Intellect
+ OMEGA Regeneration Chip
+ D-List Device Invention
+ D-List Tool Creation
+ D-List Phyiscal Fitness
+ D-List Bass Playing
Followers:
+ A-Team
+ 4 Living Metal Corporate Executives
+ 31 Scorpion Mercenaries
+ 28 Living Metal Mercs
+ 6 Living Metal Mercs (Living Metal Merc Captives) - probably ded?
+ Weapons Expert
Equipment:
+ [Orange Suit]
+ Blueprint Briefcase
+ Medium-High Funds
+ 8 Energy Rifles
+ [Particle Acceleration Cannon]
+ [Quartet 4's Psi-Plasma Warstaff]
+ 3 [Space Rockets]
+ [Psion Tainted Fragments]
Renown: C-List
Buildings:
+ Research Lab
+ Ad-Tech Factory
+ Auto Training Facility
+ Upgraded Research Lab
Tech:
+ Flawless Biomechanical Regeneration Tech (A-list Regeneration, C-List Endurance)
+ Living Steel Alloy -> Living Alloy Bill (Mercs will be converted to Living Alloy at reasonable rate)
+ Metal Augmentation (Regeneration, Fitness, Split Bodyparts)
+ Superpower Dampener [Locked Out] 4/15
+ Subsonic Wave Gun 6/12
+ GiLiMeSS 18/20
+ Laser Integration System 7/8
1.The Battle of the Bands was raging on and rapidly reaching its hot and steamy climax. What would be more amazing than Scorpio being able to deliver a sick Laser Show once they beat those weird Hell Dudes?
+ Laser Integration System 7/8
2.
In the beginning, Scorpio created his Company and the Scorpio PMC.
The Company was without form and void, and silence was over the face of the PR Section.
And the Spirit of DOOM was hovering over the face of the American Midwest.
And Scorpio said, "Let there be Rockets.", and there were Rockets. And Scorpio saw that the Rockets were good. And Scorpio seperated the Space Rockets from the normal Rockets. Scorpio called the Space Rockets just that, and the normal Rockets he called Missiles. And there was Fuel and there was Fire, the first Launch.
And Scorpio said, "Let there be expanse in the Midwest and let it seperate the Men from the Machines.", and Scorpio expanded and seperated the Men from the Machines. And it was so. And Scorpio colored the Expansion pink. And there was Fuel and there was Fire, the second Launch.
And Scorpio said, "Let the Living Metals of the Company be gathered together and let Metal Men appear.". And it was so. Scorpio called the Metal Men, Living Metal Mercs and the other Men gathered together he called Scorpion Mercenaries. And Scorpio saw that it was good.
And Scorpio said, "Let the Regeneration technology bring forth health and prosperity, for the employees of Scorpio to bear fruit each according to their kind, in the Company.". And it was so. The Employees of Scorpio bore fruit, each according to their kind. And Scorpio saw that it was good. And there was Fuel and there was Fire, the third Launch.
And Scorpio said, "Let there be Technology in the Expanse of the Company to seperate the Earth from the Space. And let them be a sign for life, for peace and war and let them be Wonders in the expanse of the Company to give enlightenment upon its people.". And so it was. And Scorpio made two great Wonders. The OMEGA Chip to rule the Earth and the GiLiMeSS to rule the skies - and the stars. And Scorpio activated them, to give power, to rule over Earth and Space. And Scorpio saw that it was good.
And there was Fuel. And there was Fire. The fourth Launch.
+ GiLiMeSS 18/20
3. Time for some sick Bass plays. And by sick Scorpio was obviously referring to a somewhat average performance of not trying too hard while everyone else was worrying about their stuff.
In the far distance he believed to have heard the sound of thrusters, propelling huge loads into the atmosphere, defying gravity and the laws of Man.
And Scorpio knew that it was good.
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e0fca3 No.33346
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e0fca3 No.33370
| Rolled 65, 52, 80 = 197 (3d100) |
>>33272
Name: The Hell-Rider
Age: 26
Origin Story: Douglas Green was just a simple biker before one day he was gunned down in by a member of a rival gang. His soul was sucked directly to help were he was tormented for all of his wrong doings in life. Douglas was however was no ordinary man and set about planning his escape from hell. Taking to ambushing and eating the lesser demon-kin he found himself twisting in both body and mind as he made his way towards the limits of Hell. How exactly he got out at that point not even he remembers is finding himself back in his hometown by the ruins of his old watering hole. Finding himself in the wreckage of the world now ruled by Iron-Bones he has set off to make things right and maybe redeem his soul on the way.
Blood Type: O
Signature Color: Purple
Domain: Northern Texas
Powers: [A-List Fire Resistance][A-List Demonic Transformation (gives A-List Super Strength, A-List Endurance and D-List Flight)][C-List Motorcycling][D-List Guitar Skills] Demon-Hog:[B-List Super Speed]
Weakness: [Devil's Reject] - You fought your way out of Hell, but Hell wants your black soul back. Your critical failures can attract OTHER types of attention, you are harmed and repelled by objects of faith, and banishing magic is particularly deadly to you.
Equipment: Hellforged Chain, Demon-Hog, Demonhide Jacket, Holy Stratocaster
Assets: [Old Biker Clubhouse]
[3 Grenades]
Followers: 2 Old Ladies, 9 Road Warriors, 1 Road Huntress, 4 Bikers
—–
1-3. Hell-Rider throws out his Hellfotged chain wrapping around the demon bouncers ankles and throwing it of it's feet.Taking his Holy Stratocaster in both hands he would leap on the demon smashing it into a bloody pulp.
[A-List Fire Resistance]
[A-List Demonic Transformation (gives A-List Super Strength, A-List Endurance and D-List Flight)]
[D-List Guitar Skills] 3/6
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e0fca3 No.33444
| Rolled 78, 74, 57 = 209 (3d100) |
>>33297
>>Name: Paradox (Alexandra Kein)
>>Age: Mid-Late 30's. Don't be rude about it.
>>Origin Story: Daughter of a scientist that never really seemed to do anything while Alexandra was around, Alexandra resented the father that was never there and his insistence that she follow in his shallow footsteps as a scientist. When the jazz skeletons attacked, he sent her far from their home in New York State to the Dakotas. Mumbling about 'having to destroy every scrap of it' and 'now it was her turn', he thrust a small notebook into her grasp and told her to 'reactivate the program'. Inside was gibberish, until one day she dropped the journal and saw the message from the correct angle. "Enemy: Unknown." The strange figures that looked like little grey men on several pages began to make sense.
>>Blood Type: O+
>>Signature Color: Dark Yellow
>>Domain: South-Western South Dakota
>>Superpowers: [C-List Device Invention], [Super Intellect], [Outsider Tech Knowledge] [D-List Whip Combat]
>>Equipment: [Armored Labcoat Disguise], [Antique Laser Rifle],[Prototype Laser Whip], [Passkey], [Tiny Xenolab], [Cursed "HellBuster", No Warranty][SHSG Guitar] [Slightly Holy Showerhead]
>>Followers: 3 Veteran Soldiers, 30 Green Soldiers
>>Renown: D-List
>>Communications: Radio - listen across USA. broadcast 1 state radius.
>>Projects:[B-List Device Invention 5/15]
>>Misc: 4 [Skeleton Scrap]
1-3.
Paradox grins at the Mastermind's choice of song. Feeling the fell energies of her possessed invention upon her back, she makes her way toward the Hell Rider, stomping her feet and clapping in time with the DOOM forces across this rather… hellish battlefield.
Fighting as close as she can towards the Hellrider, Paradox calls out. "HELLRIDER! STAR POWER CHARGE RIGHT ON MY BACK!"
[Get close to Hellrider, let him drink up the [Cursed "HellBuster", No Warranty]'s stored energies. ROCK SOME FACES]
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e0fca3 No.33449
>>33265
The Shroud's massive form hovers over the Mastermind's lands, as what soldiers that remain on patrol see the lumbering angelic being approach.
As always, the most effective form of communication is a pair of giant loudspeakers, the favorite tool of the MASTERMIND against the terrible plague of smooth jazz. The soldiers speak.
"Aw yeah, we got the Big Guy here.
HEY! SHROUD DUDE! OUR MASTERMIND AND HIS BAND ARE FIGHTING OFF DEMONS DOWN SOUTH.
SEE THAT BIG BLACK CLOUD? GET IN THERE AND KICK SOME DEMONIC ASS! PLEASE"
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e0fca3 No.33562
| Rolled 34, 48, 23 = 105 (3d100) |
>>33270
Name: The Shroud
Age: Time Immemorial
Origin Story: Here since the beginning, the invasion and overthrow of the governments by the robots disturb its slumber. Actually really intelligent and has decided to pose as a super villain to gain more power.
Blood Type: Lcl
Signature Color: Dark Black
Domain: Redding
Superpowers: [B-List Super Strength]; [A-List Super A.T Shield]; [A-List Regeneration], [Max Limbs (8)]; [D-List Spook-Vision]; [C-List S2 Cross Bomb 2/8]
Weakness: [Horror From Beyond] - You inspire dread and fear in everyday people. Good luck getting followers or allies.
Equipment: Spoon Collection; [Billie's Bounce Core]
Followers: [The LOBBRs (League Of Bargain Bin Rejects)]
Renown: C-List.
>>33449
The Shroud points at the [Billie's Bounce Core] then shrugs before dropping it on the ground and lumbering towards the battle thing
1-3; Head south towards the battle and practice S2 Cross Bomb on the demons 2/8
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e0fca3 No.33588
>>33276
>>33277
Q1 merely glared as the great blade of metal and scrap slammed against a psionic 'shell' erected around his stolen body with an almighty crash. Shards of metal flew in all directions through the air, only to be pulled back into Q1's orbit, coalesced into a super-dense ball, and then flung at high speed towards Scrufftron.
The hero's powers of metal manipulation are no match for Quartet 1's raw psionic power, and the ball is only hampered just enough so that it doesn't -completely- beat Scrufftron to a pulp. Regardless, though, in short order the metallic janitor is pummeled into the ground, where the orb finally shatters with one final blow to his armored chest.
Scrufftron's communicator crackles to life: It's Dura-Dong on the other side, asking what's going on.
BEGIN ROUND 3 OF SCRUFFTRON-VS-JIMMY 1
>>33278
3. Mantlespear 2/12
2. A-List Metal Manipulation 6/20
1. The march to New Orleans starts out strong, meeting very little Skeleton resistance for the first several miles. It's as if they've simply abandoned this territory: bare swaths of earth where camps once stood, bare-bones spires and structures where there were once watchtowers and power generators. It's soon clear that there just -aren't- any more prisoners, there aren't any more conversion camps. Everyone that could be caught and converted already has been.
It is when Dragoon crests a hill and lays his eyes on yet another razed, once-converted now-ruined town, that he hears the telltale sounds of SMOOTH JAZZ. But not as he's ever heard them before, no: this time, it's -loud-, it's -deafening-, and every note trembles with power that not even the Jazzhulk Amalgamation could muster.
Casting his reptilian eyes to the sky, Dragoon beholds a trombone-shaped airship. And standing right at the tip of the prow is a tall cyber skeleton with armor of what looks like solid gold. A strange sort of instrument-like protrusion juts from the top of its head, and it clutches a neat, plain brass trumpet in one golden hand. With a snap of his fingers, the skeleton summons a full -battalion- of Jazzpack Skeletons from the recesses and crannies of his ship, his voice carrying easily across the hundreds of feet from him to Dragoon.
"Your incursion ends here, my little reptilian friend. An introduction is in order, though, before I do away with you: my name is Supreme Overcommander Quartet 2, Trumpet Wraith. I'll admit, you're not as intimidating as your reputation makes you out to be…
"But rest assured. You'll be reunited with that dirt and rock you love so much, very, very soon!"
>>33280
>>33281
Jack lets out a howl as his very blood is set ablaze, clutching and clawing at his chest for a moment. Kaza'kazdun sees this opportunity, launching a withering wave of raw entropy at his foe– who dives headfirst into a little pocket of shadow, right in front of him, and pops back up on the opposite side, a whip of his own now-scorching blood lashing out at the magic spirit. The half-bound entity merely sneered, wrapping the blood-whip around his own arm and supercharging it with chaos magic, which was, to his astonishment, absorbed in a blinding flash of multicolored light, and then thrown back at it in the form of a roiling, radioactive fireball.
Said fireball was quite quickly converted into a blistering rain of needles and metal shards, which only wrapped around Jack to form a kind of needley armor, protecting him against the ensuing Magic Missile Volley as he cast a spell to conjure great phantasmal jaws that reached up from the ground to swallow the spirit hole– failing, of course, when Kaza'kazdun dispelled the magic in a concussive wave of force and rocketed forward to Ride the Lightning right through Jack's form.
It would have worked, too, but with a simple counterspell Jack bounced the lightning-shifted spirit back into the confines of his binding circle, snarling as dark shapes writhed and wriggled around his form. They stared at each other, for a moment, unmoving, ready to counter whatever the other had to throw at them.
It was then that Jack took a single, cautious step backwards.
BEGIN ROUND 6 OF KAZA'KAZDUN-VS-VOODOO HOODOO JACK
>>33283
1. A-List Cutting 16/18. Almost there, sport.
2. C-List Pain Channeling 6/8
3. ??? Augment 3/???
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e0fca3 No.33589
>>33290
>>33291
The Doctor raised his vile syringe, ready to plunge it into Miss Moscovia's back!
And then found himself hurtling through the air, right towards the cold, hard dirt. No matter– his cybernetic legs were replaceable, and so was much of his body!
They weren't so replaceable, though, if his entire form was smashed to pieces by a gigantic slab of sandstone, which is precisely what Miss Moscovia grabbed up and dropped upon him, deftly dodging and weaving the skeleton's strikes as she did so. The skeleton slowed down in its movements and took a more defensive stance as its "pilot" was deftly taken out of the equation– if it had eyelids then they would surely be narrowed at the now-healing giantess in front of it…
YOU ARE NOW [BATTERED].
BEGIN ROUND 6 OF MISS MOSCOVIA-VS-"ROOM 608"
>>33292
1/2. B-List Device Invention 3/10
3. Jazzbarge Research 2/3.
PUT YOUR PROGRESS IN YOUR POST
>>33293
1. Chicago Conquest 1/6. It's tough going, for while the Warriors have yet to make an appearance, the Skeleton resistance is absolutely fierce.
2/3. You are now Fully Healed! A-List Super Strength 7/20
>>33295
1. A-List Super Sorcery 10/25
2. V.U. Mobility 4/12
3. Scrying Tower 5/6
4. Water, water, more water, -fish-, oh, -there's- the mermaid queen, sitting in a seabed amongst her subjects, reading a letter.
Who's it from? How is a letter readable under the water? Why is there "W.W." penned on one side? How–
Oh, look. Static.
>>33345
1. In the midst of your bass playing, a Scorpio-Corp. scientist rappels down from an overhead helicopter and unceremoniously shoves some sort of device into your back.
Pointing a finger-gun at a nearby Demon, you see that you can fire (very painful to you) beams of laser energy!
Gain [Laser Integration System] as a power.
2. It appears that your research team has spent all their time copying down and publishing your holy texts, and haven't gotten around to finishing up your grand space station…
3. You play yourself some sick ass bass, perhaps the sickest bass playing yet.
>>33562
1/3. You join the battle, leaping into the mosh pit with a wide mouth and a Cross-Bomb in each arm.
C-List Cross Bomb 3/8
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e0fca3 No.33590
>>33302
>>33303
Cadence rushes forward just as Pulse does, shooting a crackling bolt of energy to dissolve Pulse's energy-spike before it can be hurled at his armored head. Undaunted, the hero ducks under an energy-charged backhand to deliver a series of high-speed charged punches and jabs to his foe's midsection, conjuring a shield to no-sell the ensuing counter of energy blasts.
Cadence doesn't let up, though– the high-intensity torrent is enough to shatter Pulse's defenses and send him shooting backward, where he slams his fist into the ground to conjure a series of crackling white spikes that are not so easily dispelled– they drop Cadence to a knee as they mangle his leg, and Pulse siezes his chance: cocking his arm back as if throwing a javelin, he conjures yet another spike of energy into his gloved hand and hurls it at his foe, tearing a neat, sizzling hole into his head.
Cadence shudders and clamps one purple-saturated hand to the spike, letting out a snarl of pain as he, with great difficulty, crushes it, exposing the half-metal half-flesh all-scorched innards of his face… he rises to his feet, then, and activates his suit thrusters.
He's trying to retreat.
BEGIN ROUND 5 OF PULSE-VS-CADENCE
>>33444
>>33370
>>33345
>>33297
>>33298
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WLkbw64DVEg
The Battle reaches a fevered pitch as Paradox leaps forward to empower D.O.O.M.'s demonic ally, causing his muscles to bulge with unholy might and his chain to glow with hellish fire. Tearing out riff after riff he then leaps forward to knock down the demonic bruiser and begin savagely beating it with his stratocaster, sending bits of gore and bone flying every which way. An enraged howl arises from the demonic host, and they push back against the D.O.O.M forces as their "bouncer" falls, slaughtering D.O.O.M. troopers by the dozen even as the Mastermind, Hank and Demetrius scream, shred and drum like madmen.
It comes down to the wire, then, just as a great and terrible shape– The Shroud– surges forward to loom over the concert, hurling strange blasts of cross-shaped energy into the demonic host and swiping as appropriate.
Sk1d screams the muscle and skin right off of a nearby D.O.O.M soldier and glares spitefully at the Mastermind, cracking his half-transformed neck as he prepares himself for the final round of this BATTLE OF THE BANDS.
THE DEMONS HAVE LED A FIERCE COUNTER-SONG ATTACK BUT ARE STILL VULNERABLE.
CAN D.O.O.M. EDGE OUT A VICTORY HERE WITH THE ARRIVAL OF THE SHROUD?
BEGIN THE FINAL ROUND OF THE BATTLE OF THE BANDS!
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e0fca3 No.33591
Drowning out the sensations of battle and fury from his many subjects, Prime clenched his hands and poured his power into the unmoving female superhero beneath him.
She had taken his arm, she had beaten his armor like a drum, but now, she would suffer like the rest: doubly so, for she would be the perfect vessel for his dearly departed cohort. A close third to Paragon, she was. Certainly cunning enough to dodge and duck his Anti-Matter Gun.
Quartet 4's head flickered gently, and, with the groundwork laid, Prime began to ever-so-softly ease Saxophone Specter's consciousness out of its prison, and into the mind of–
"YOU FOOL, PRIME!"
Prime snapped his eyes open just as the woman before him flung a punch faster than the speed of sound, shattering his beloved crystalline arm into a million tiny fragments and sending him ricocheting back with the force of the ensuing sonic boom, destroying his chair and cracking the window of his observatory. Prime screamed in anger, cutting power to a full third of his armies as he prepared to eradicate his possum-playing foe.
By that time, though, she had already taken Quartet 4's head. And crushed it like a grape.
"I'll finish what I started in Italy, or die trying! I've been INOCULATED to your control, Prime! We all have! The NEW LEAGUE!"
"Insolent child," said Prime, his voice teeming with rage, his remaining arm surging with so much psionic power that it shifted the crystals back to their natural purple state for the briefest moments. "You will know suffering beyond suffering! You will PAY for this! I will HAVE YOUR -SOUL-!"
Those few strange souls watching Earth from space, squinted and marvelled at the shimmering purple dot that appeared over the otherwise gray expanse of New York City.
POST.
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e0fca3 No.33592
| Rolled 81, 35, 41 = 157 (3d100) |
>>33588
Name: Scruftron- (Real name Scruffy)
Age: 28
Origin Story: Once a mild mannered entry-level Janitor at a secret military instillation, Pvt. Scruffy was selected for secret goverment experiments in creating Artificial supers. He was infused with Neodymium enriched Iron as a substitute for the iron in his blood. The effect of this experiment gave the gift of Magnetism! He could fling great blocks of steel with a flick of the wrist! Pry open vault doors with his mind! Bend spoons! The potential was limitless! Except that the metal actually had to be magnetic… And he's afraid of spiders
Blood Type: AB-
Signature Color: Orange
Domain: somewhere in Nebaska
Superpowers: [B-List Magnetism], [B-List Janitorial Skills], [B-List Staff Combat]
Equipment:
+ [Psi-Adamant Carapace]
+ [Super Strong Strange Naginata]
+ [Psi-Adamant Warboots]
+[Heavy Laser Spray]
>Extra Equipment:
+[Psion-Alloy Armor]
+[Cyber Alloy Armor]
+[Janitorial Armor D-list]
>Allies:
+[The Psychonaut]
>Followers:
+[1 Janitorial Captains]
+[23 Janitor Elites]
+[3 Janitors]
+[14 Janitor Strippers]
+[Doctor Phillip]
+[Computer Whiz Jimmy]
+[Windex] - the Invisible Marauder.
+ [Bucketboy] - the water-slinging floorwasher.
+ [Scour] - the bombshell that can disintegrate objects with her touch.
+ [Harvey] - a mountain of a man that soaks up punishment like a sponge.
+[Dura-Dong] - Man with a Iron will, and a Iron Cock.
Renown: B-list
Weakness: [Eight Legged Freaks] - Spiders and spider-like creatures give you a severe penalty to all rolls.
>Buildings:
+[Ultra-Advanced Laser Repeater Factory]
+[Scruff Base-Heavy Metal Version]+[EMP Fields]&[Tank Traps]&[Tank Turret Emplacement]
+ [Forge]
>Other Stuff
+ [Hunk Of Steel Sculpture].
+ [Low Weapons Supply]
+ [Scruffy's Porn Stash]
+ [Skelly Scrap Research]
+[Repulsion Tech]
+[Abandoned Tactical]
+[26 Scrufftech Laser Repeaters] +8/turn
+[70 Skeleton Scrap]
+[1 Repurposed Jazzbarge]
+[Quartet 3's Head]
+[Super Laser Pointer]
+[Masterwork War Bucket]
+[Inert "Doxy"]
>Research
Skeley Virus 3/8
Questionably Placed Cyber Grafting 16/???
A-List Magnetism 16/20
Janitorial Barracks 1/4
"Well lad, we've got an uninvited guest, no one touch the fedora and I'll be back soon. Scrufftron out."
1/2/3. The Janitor rose from the Scrufftron-shaped hole in the ground, dusting himself off again and raising his fist in a fighting stance.
"That's the things you monstrosities don't understand about humanity, no matter how much you knock us down…."
Scrufftron summoned some scraps of metal to him, molding them on his fists and legs to form wickedly sharp spikes on his appendages.
"…We dust ourselves and get right back up. You call us vermin, but really we're just tenacious sonsabitches."
He charges at the spectre, intent to pummel him into dirt, but really it just serves to distract him so he can deliver a point blank laser blast to his face. Jimmy was a nice lad, he deserved a quick death.
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e0fca3 No.33593
| Rolled 77, 35 + 70 = 182 (2d100) |
>>33592
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e0fca3 No.33594
>>33593
This quartet at the bar is a friend of mine
He gives me assbeatings for free
And he's slow with a joke
And here with a rope
To hang my ass from a tree
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e0fca3 No.33595
| Rolled 100, 41, 45 = 186 (3d100) |
Name: The Mastermind
Age: At least 100
http://pastebin.com/jqJPHFCr
>Blood Type: AB+
>Signature Color: Dark Red
>Domain: New Mexico
>Superpowers: [Super Intellect], [D-List Device Invention] [Awesome Scar] [B-List Entropy]
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2G5rfPISIwo
The demons charge. Our reinforcements have arrived. The final clash as both sides throw down all their cards and press with all their might.
And we. Will. Stand.
Mastermind stands tall, microphone in hand, surrounded by his men and commanding with his voice. Where he belonged. Where he planned to live or die.
With his voice, he chose the song most appropriate for any force that intended to hold their ground against a charging foe. Lasers small and massive from rifle to angel burn the skies matching along with the ROCK AND ROLL of the DOOM FORCES.
The DOOM TROOPERS would show these demons the true meaning of METAL.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2G5rfPISIwo
1-3. The demons are charging, the troops do the most natural thing against it. They hold the line. giving the angel wide berth to use its blasts, the forces of DOOM stick their heels into the ground, take whatever bit of cover they can prop their foot against, and they hold the line.
1 DOOMtrooper Regiments [ROCK'N'RIFLES]
1 DOOMechanized Regiments
[Rock-N-Rifles]
2 [Doom Tanks!]
1 [Doom Crawler!]
4 [Sound Tanks]
1 [Heavy Plasma Tank!]
1 [Sound Barges]
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e0fca3 No.33596
| Rolled 75, 62, 72 = 209 (3d100) |
>>33595
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e0fca3 No.33597
| Rolled 85, 12, 30 = 127 (3d100) |
>>33588
Name: Alex "Dragoon" Walker
Age: Twenties
Origin Story: Was a Normal Guy until the Spirit of a very old and powerful(at one point) Earth Dragon possessed his body, Now He fights to become strong a retake the world, one rock at a time.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Green
Domain: Northern Georgia, Most of Alabama, most of Mississippi
>Superpowers:
[A-List Rock Manipulation]
[A-List Endurance]
[B-List Metal Manipulation] (A 6/20)
[Maximum Dragon Rock Fusion]
[C-List Super Strength]
[B-List Dragon's Breath]
[C-List Physical Fitness]
>Equipment:
[Fortified Base.]
[Enhanced fortifications]
[Improved Infrastructure]
[Superhard Fortresses]
[Skeleton Alloy Ammo]
[Anti-air defenses]
[7 Radio Towers (can reach anywhere East of the Rockies]
[Advanced Training Room.]
[Alloy Armor]
[Fortified Basic Research Lab]
[Basic Skelescrap Forge!]
Mantlespear 2/12
>Followers:
[Mayor of Atlanta]
[18 Armored Veteran Survivors]
3 Scientists
>Research
Jazzhulk Research 3/6.
Renown: B-list
Status: Fine
Dragoon speaks to one of his subordinates, not turning his head to look at them, his eyes only for Quartet two, "Tell the world what is happening, so those still with spines may act on it. The rest of you no quarter given, none asked." That dealt with he acts, with one hand causing the Earth to deform and reshape creating cover for him as his troops, with the other forcing anything made of metal in air to the Terra's welcoming embrace.
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e0fca3 No.33598
| Rolled 60, 15 + 50 = 125 (2d100) |
>>33597
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e0fca3 No.33599
| Rolled 68, 54, 93 = 215 (3d100) |
>>Name: Paradox (Alexandra Kein)
>>Age: Mid-Late 30's. Don't be rude about it.
>>Origin Story: Daughter of a scientist that never really seemed to do anything while Alexandra was around, Alexandra resented the father that was never there and his insistence that she follow in his shallow footsteps as a scientist. When the jazz skeletons attacked, he sent her far from their home in New York State to the Dakotas. Mumbling about 'having to destroy every scrap of it' and 'now it was her turn', he thrust a small notebook into her grasp and told her to 'reactivate the program'. Inside was gibberish, until one day she dropped the journal and saw the message from the correct angle. "Enemy: Unknown." The strange figures that looked like little grey men on several pages began to make sense.
>>Blood Type: O+
>>Signature Color: Dark Yellow
>>Domain: South-Western South Dakota
>>Superpowers: [C-List Device Invention], [Super Intellect], [Outsider Tech Knowledge] [D-List Whip Combat]
>>Equipment: [Armored Labcoat Disguise], [Antique Laser Rifle],[Prototype Laser Whip], [Passkey], [Tiny Xenolab], [Cursed "HellBuster", No Warranty][SHSG Guitar] [Slightly Holy Showerhead]
>>Followers: 3 Veteran Soldiers, 30 Green Soldiers
>>Renown: D-List
>>Communications: Radio - listen across USA. broadcast 1 state radius.
>>Projects:[B-List Device Invention 5/15]
>>Misc: 4 [Skeleton Scrap]
>>33595
Paradox continues to support the Hellrider, providing both rhythm and super-charging hell energy to the lead guitarist. With few chances to properly attack with other weapons, Paradox focuses upon attacks with her guitar, when needed.
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e0fca3 No.33601
| Rolled 76, 64, 80 = 220 (3d100) |
>>33590
Name: The Hell-Rider
Age: 26
Origin Story: Douglas Green was just a simple biker before one day he was gunned down in by a member of a rival gang. His soul was sucked directly to help were he was tormented for all of his wrong doings in life. Douglas was however was no ordinary man and set about planning his escape from hell. Taking to ambushing and eating the lesser demon-kin he found himself twisting in both body and mind as he made his way towards the limits of Hell. How exactly he got out at that point not even he remembers is finding himself back in his hometown by the ruins of his old watering hole. Finding himself in the wreckage of the world now ruled by Iron-Bones he has set off to make things right and maybe redeem his soul on the way.
Blood Type: O
Signature Color: Purple
Domain: Northern Texas
Powers: [A-List Fire Resistance][A-List Demonic Transformation (gives A-List Super Strength, A-List Endurance and D-List Flight)][C-List Motorcycling][D-List Guitar Skills] Demon-Hog:[B-List Super Speed]
Weakness: [Devil's Reject] - You fought your way out of Hell, but Hell wants your black soul back. Your critical failures can attract OTHER types of attention, you are harmed and repelled by objects of faith, and banishing magic is particularly deadly to you.
Equipment: Hellforged Chain, Demon-Hog, Demonhide Jacket, Holy Stratocaster
Assets: [Old Biker Clubhouse]
[3 Grenades]
Followers: 2 Old Ladies, 9 Road Warriors, 1 Road Huntress, 4 Bikers
—–
1-3. RIP AND TEAR! I WANT TO EAT SK1D! LET'S FINISH THIS!
[A-List Fire Resistance]
[A-List Demonic Transformation (gives A-List Super Strength, A-List Endurance and D-List Flight)]
[D-List Guitar Skills] 3/6
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e0fca3 No.33603
| Rolled 1, 83, 86 = 170 (3d100) |
>>33589
Name: Lord "Dracula" Bob, King of Greater Wisconsin, "The Wisconsin Vampire", Once and Future King
Age: 30
Origin Story: Fell into a vat of high performance makeup designed for athletes who want to look nice. Which was place conveniently near a costume department store. The fangs make it hard for him to chew and his super powered body needs a lot of nutrients so he drinks all his meals with a nibble hear and there. His now pristine and flawless white skin is very sensitive to light. Before all that he was just a jobless actor who made bad poetry and puns and lived in closet of an apartment with no windows in the basement in a bad neighborhood.
Blood Type: D for Drinks A Lot
Signature Color: Blood Red
Domain: Transylvania Forest (Milwaukee), Greater Wisconsin, New Camelot
Superpowers: [B-List Super Strength], [A-List Super Speed], [C-List Super Stealth], [B-List Hypnotism], [A-List Swordsmanship], [Psionic Resistance]
Weakness: [Sorta Vampirish] - Being in sunlight causes pain and blindness. Most actions must be done during the night, or underground. You can more or less only eat liquids. Fire does extreme damage to you since the makeup is, apparently, napalm-based.
Equipment:[Hang-Glider]. [Excalibur], [Skeleton Alloy Pants],[Retrofitted Psiadamant Gauntlets], [Purple Crystal Globe](Flail with claw-machine-esque clutch), 5 [Skeleton Laser Rifles]. 28 [Skeleton Scrap],[Skeleton Alloy Gauntlets]
Followers: 8 Teenagers, 2 Dr.Handymen (Dr. Richards and Dr. Frakensteen), 2 Vampire Apprentice [Pa'Trikk The EverCrispy], [Wisconsin Super-Governor],[Elijah "Dark Sanguinus" Blake], [Werewolf Tribe]
Renown: [B-List]
Buildings: Trap-Filled Castle - Heavily Damaged, 4 [Watchtowers],[Training Room], 3 [Radio Towers],
[Transports ready]
[Giga Scorpia Corpse]
Globe Researched. - Potential Control Locus for vehicle. Skeleton tactics deleted and skeletons weakened.
[Tentative Bigfoot Allies?]
A-List Super Strength 7/20
Chicago Conquest 1/6
A deputy of the Super Governor approaches the now revitalized and re-shirted hero. "My Lord, we are picking up chatter to the southwest that seems to indicate fighting between your ally Scruftron and some opposing super. His super team has asked for your aid."
Things must be pretty serious, my ally forced onto his back-foot by some surprise advance. With the skeleton tactics weakened and my faith in my apprentices and warriors I can leave it to them to hold this and make due.
"Give it here."
I stretch my hamstring and calf muscles since without a good ride available I think I will just have to make my over at a leisurely pace of a speeding bullet.
I pull up the running music on my ipod https://youtu.be/ckZlj2p8W9M and put the radio to my mouth.
123 "This is King 1, cavalry is on the way."
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e0fca3 No.33604
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e0fca3 No.33605
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e0fca3 No.33608
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e0fca3 No.33610
Name: Michael White
Age:22
Origin Story:Michael was the head assistant of the architect. He like the architect had a gift for creation. But unlike the architect he did not have much in the way of ambition for glory, fame, or power. He lived to advance the sciences. In the shattered remnants of the house that had served as Gregory's lab during his reign Michael was in the midst of trying to salvage his old Masters creations when a jar of odd metal caught his attention. It looked oddly like quicksilver. When he picked it up it began to shake and move violently causing Mike to drop it and release the living metal. The metal drilled itself into Mike's body mixing with his body and and changing him into a weird cyborg type being capable of regenerating and reforming any damage done to him. In the days since the incident he has taken over Gregory's territory turning his brother assistant into the first servant of the new overlord. He has taken up the mantle of the architect while he lacks the architects ability to control tech with his mind he is just as good with invention and now even has real combat strength that Gregory did not.
Blood Type: A
Signature Color: same weird green color I had before
Domain: the remnants of architect territory
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e0fca3 No.33622
| Rolled 38, 62, 77 = 177 (3d100) |
>>33589
>Name:
Loria Tarasovich / Miss Moscovia
[Battered]
With the 'fly' taken care of, Miss Moscovia can return her focus onto the greater threat of the six-hundred-and-eighth room.
1: She would continue battering down the mech's armour with brute force. With her regenerative nature, Miss Moscovia can withstand the fighting hopefully longer than the machine.
2&3: However, given how effective the sandstone slab was against the Doctor, maybe it could be used again to break the titanic skeleton's joints, crippling it to give her a advantage. While she did do it before, maybe a 30-ton rock can see progress against it?
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e0fca3 No.33624
| Rolled 11, 20, 57 - 30 = 58 (3d100) |
>>33622
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e0fca3 No.33636
| Rolled 62, 39, 71 = 172 (3d100) |
>>33588
Name: Kaza'kazdun
Age: 10,000
Origin Story: A long forgotten spirit of magic brought forth from the Chaos Wilds in an attempt to help fight the skellitons. Who knew that trying to take something from a place called the Chaos Wilds would have unknown consequences on the summoner and spirit.
Blood Type: none
Signature Color: brownish
Domain: bum fuck Georgia
Superpowers: [B-list Super Sorcery], [D-List Super Stealth], [Psionic Resistance], [Summoner Health Boost], [D-List Artificing], [Enhanced Vision], [Almost-Super Charisma]
Equipment: [Weak Wand Of Magic Missile], [Magic Cutlery], Ikea Wands, [Tiny Enchanted Gun Stockpile], [Chocolatizing Coffee Mug], [Magical Hippy Van][Reagent Supply]
+ 1 Skeleton Scrap
+ 1 Strange Magical Object
+ 1 Ley Line Node
+ 1 [Magical Alter]
+ [Reinforced Devil's Bronze Body] ([C-List Flight][D-List Super Strength][D-List Super Speed])
+ [Meagre Tome]
+ [Slightly Less Meagre Tome]
Followers: 6 Cultists trained in magic, 8 Novice Artificer, Chaos Wolves, Charlie Company, [C.C. War Machine], 7 [Rust Monsters], 4 golems, 8 Engineers
Weakness: This Mortal Coil - You are bound to the increasingly unstable, relatively fragile shell of your summoner. If he dies, you're banished.
Renown: Starts at D-List.
Domain: [Basic Magical Populace]
In progress:
A list super sorcery - 11/25
New body transfer - 11/16.66
1-3. "You seem to have a love of the shadows Jack. Why don't you step into the light?" Call down a pillar of solar fire upon Jack.
+B rank Super Sorcery
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vcGSpfwT_80
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e0fca3 No.33637
| Rolled 89, 91, 86 - 5 = 261 (3d100) |
>>33636
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e0fca3 No.33638
>>33637
Damn you jack, what the fuck is your luck.
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e0fca3 No.33639
| Rolled 95, 94, 88 = 277 (3d100) |
>>33590
>Name: Max Valcroix, AKA Pulse
>Age: 18
>Origin Story: Pulse is the child of two powerful and famous A-list superheroes, Monolith and Ice Raven. After the accidental murder of a A-list villain by misjudging a combination attack, both turned themselves in to the police in shame. The judge gave them an incredibly harsh sentence in a power play, simultaneous life in a specialized prison with no visitation rights and the government has refused to release them under any circumstances. The incident forced Max out of the public eye, raised by his Grandfather in mid-Florida. Growing up with the power to control and shape raw energy into pulses, weapons and shields and a serious hatred for authority, Pulse has donned an all-black and gray costume to contrast his Parent's silver and red, and sworn to show up the police and do what they can't.
>Blood Type: O+
>Signature Color: White, the color of his energy pulses.
>Domain: Florida.
>Superpowers: [A-list Energy Blast], [A-List Energy Shield], [B-List Weapon Creation] (10.5/20 A-list), [A-List Physical Fitness], [Psionic Resistance].
>Equipment: [Mid-Tech Secret Base (Cavern under High School), +Hidden], [High-Speed Motorcycle (Super)], [Army Base], [Tattered Father's Costume], [League Communicator]
>Followers: Grandpa (Running Secret Base), [Florida Resistance (Trained)], [Resistance Government], [Mark and Michelle - Fire and Ice twins], [Sophia - Electric Girl], [Julio - Healer], [David, Psionic Amputee]
>Renown: B-List
HEALTH: LIGHTLY WOUNDED
1/3:
"Like hell, you piece of shit. I'm not done with you." Pulse growls, a bolt of energy cackling against his arm as he pushes an immediate bolt of white energy throw Cadence's thrusters.
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e0fca3 No.33640
| Rolled 49, 6, 32 = 87 (3d100) |
>>33269
Name: Lord Deadly (Born: Laird Dade Lee)
Age: Mid twenties
Origin Story: See first post; Knight who got super-powers following a turkey accident
Blood Type: O Positive
Signature Color: Dark Green
Domain: None
Superpowers: [B-List Super Speed], [C-List Physical Fitness], [B-List Swordsmanship]
Equipment: [Longsword], [Plate Armor (Unremovable)]. [Medium Funds], [Halberd], [Armor Polish] [Cracked Helmet]
Followers: None
Renown: Starts at D-List
TRAINING: [B-List Physical Fitness 2/8] [A-List Swordsmanship 9/18] [D-List Staff Combat 1/4]
[Lightly Wounded].
1/2/3. A true knight would never let the innocent be imprisoned! I will make my way back to the Containment Pods area, and attempt to free the prisoners. Hopefully, it will cause a distraction.
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e0fca3 No.33650
| Rolled 92, 41, 33 = 166 (3d100) |
Name: Real name Eva Foxx Cover name Steel wall.
Age: 17 years
Origin Story: Eva was a child prodigy in the field of robotics, she even managed to make a working robotic arm at the age of 13 and was accepted into collage roughly a year later. She was just a normal person in collage when the skeletons came, during the invasion she did the only thing she really could do at that point and hid in her collage dorm room hoping that everything would be okay, and it was okay, for her anyway. She then set up shop scavanging what she could and started to make something that would let her fight back against the skeletons and, after a long while of hard work, testing, failing, even more testing, she finally managed to make a basic protective suit of power armor for herself. It doesn't mater how its done all that matters is taking back this land, if not in the name of the USA in the name of humanity.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Bronze….ish
Domain: Grand Rapids, Michigan
Superpowers: [Super Intellect] [C-List Device Invention 3/10 to B] [C-List Tool Creation]
Equipment: [Improved Tech Lab] [C-List Power Armor] [C-List Cyber-Harness] [Repaired College Base]
Under construction: [Jazzbarge Research2/3]
Followers: No one…yet
Renown: Starts at D-List, still at D-List
1,2 "I think I'm getting a bit better at this, thats good, It means I'll be able to crush the skellies better." [To b list I go.]
3 "If my estimations are correct, I should have this done and figured out really soon if progress continues at this rate. I like this."
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e0fca3 No.33651
| Rolled 27, 70, 24, 77, 8 + 75 = 281 (5d100) |
GALATEA ROLLS
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e0fca3 No.33652
| Rolled 7, 73, 21, 99, 68, 89, 32, 88, 61, 50, 54, 19, 10, 81, 39 + 100 = 891 (15d100) |
SKELETON PRIME ROLLS
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e0fca3 No.33653
| Rolled 59, 99, 39 - 10 = 187 (3d100) |
>>33639
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e0fca3 No.33661
| Rolled 86, 66, 12 = 164 (3d100) |
>>33589
Name: The Shroud
Age: Time Immemorial
Origin Story: Here since the beginning, the invasion and overthrow of the governments by the robots disturb its slumber. Actually really intelligent and has decided to pose as a super villain to gain more power.
Blood Type: Lcl
Signature Color: Dark Black
Domain: Redding
Superpowers: [B-List Super Strength]; [A-List Super A.T Shield]; [A-List Regeneration], [Max Limbs (8)]; [D-List Spook-Vision]; [C-List S2 Cross Bomb 3/8]
Weakness: [Horror From Beyond] - You inspire dread and fear in everyday people. Good luck getting followers or allies.
Equipment: Spoon Collection; [Billie's Bounce Core]
Followers: [The LOBBRs (League Of Bargain Bin Rejects)]
Renown: C-List.
1-3; Continue blasting S2 Cross Bombs at the skellingtons and demons 3/8
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e0fca3 No.33680
| Rolled 8, 32, 11, 26 = 77 (4d100) |
Name: Lord Vladimire
Age: 60
Origin Story: born to magically gifted parents who immigrated to texas from britain, he was taught the ways of magic, but his father abused both himself and his mother, leaving him with deep scars in childhood. he looked into black magic at an early age in secret, further festering the growing evil in his heart. when his father killed his mother by beating her, furious he killed his own father with his a forbidden spell, the death thunderbolt, which drains the life out of whoever it strikes.
from that day on he would grow to become one of the most notorious figures in magical society, taking the name Vladimire, and gathering an army of cultists and amassing in yet more dark magic. his trademark use of electromagic combined with black magic earned him the title of the "Lighting-DeathLord"
Vladimire is one of the few surviving members D.O.O.M. He was also notorious as being absent, missing very many meetings of D.O.O.M as he had been devoted much of his time trying to hunt down Waldough Whaters, the only person to ever escape him, and prophesied to be the Chosen One who will defeat him. this saved his life, as he was not there to be destroyed with the rest of D.O.O.M., but he also lost most of his followers to the skeleton attack.
he has returned to gather his strength again, and vows that no skeleton will get in the way of him finding and killing "the Child who Hid."
Blood Type: None
Signature Color: Lavender
Domain: somewhere in Texas
Superpowers: [B-List Super Sorcery], [B-List Electricity Control], [C-List Electricity Resistance]
Structures: Ley Node, V.U., [Brineborn Nest]
Equipment: [Dark Lord's Cloak], [Dark Lord's Wand], [7 Magical Batteries][Scuba Gear][Harpoon Gun][Brineborn Allies] [Nice Yacht][Small Boat Squadron][EVIL Wax][Strange Mermaid Trident][1 Jazzbarge Wreckage][5 Skeleton Scrap]
Followers: [3 Death Beaters][2 Novice Death Beaters][Wendigo Tribe][Brineborn Allies][8 Rot Sirens]
Training: [Amphibious Combat Tactics]
Weakness: [Waldough Whaters And The Shocking Susceptibility] - You are one of the last surviving members of D.O.O.M, the Distinguished Order Of Malefactors. Your dark power is hindered, of course, by the existence of Waldough Whaters, a fleet-footed yet courageous boy. You are at a drastic penalty to interactions with Superheros or innocent folk. Roll an additional unmodified 1d100 per turn: this represents what Waldough is up to as he eludes your grasp…
A-list Super Sorcery 10/25
Scrying Tower 5/6
V.U. Mobility 4/12
#1 the Dark Lord continues the ritual for power within the depths of his school A-list Super Sorcery 10/25
#2 a basic understanding of mobility is achieved, a small hut is made to move an entire mile. now comes to difficulty of learning how to apply it to the school on a greater level 4/12
#3 the scrying tower is nearly finished, as the acolytes perform the finale rites to get it working 5/6
#4 where is Waldough. the Dark Lord's suspicions are confirmed. the mermaid queen should have been captured or killed while he had the chance. but now that he couldn't see her, he would turn his gaze to another threat. one not too far from the Whater boy: Disney World. the largest public wizarding school in the United States, for what better place to hide a magical castle than were muggles expect there to be one, out in the open. a place where masses of costumed children with wands emigrating each season would not be out of place. the sense of wonder and enchantment the muggles deluded themselves into seeing on their vacations empowered the concealing enchantments, believing that the wizards and magic they saw were merely part of the park. the Dark Lord loathed it of all the schools for its open policy on half-breeds and muggle born wizards, and the sheer number of them they taught, more so than any other university in the states. he almost hoped the metallic skeletal menace managed to turn it into a smoldering ruin. if it was not, he knew he had some unfinished business.
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e0fca3 No.33685
| Rolled 21, 19, 31 = 71 (3d100) |
Name: Max "The Slice" Edgeman
Age: Approximately 50 (Looks in his mid 20s but dried out or some shit)
Origin Story: Max Edgeman was a regular, yet edgy, salt mine worker for years until one day a mine shaft collapsed with him inside. Within the closed off shaft, he found a relic made by the first Edgelord, and with it, a necklace and a note. 'You who finds this shrine have been chosen to control the edge as I did. You will surpass all others in the way of edge.' Donning the necklace he found he had gained edge far superior to his own. So much so that his mere presence gave him the ability to cut at things. Max began to carve his way out of the salt mine. Trapped for years and living on a diet of nothing but salt, he found he soon found was developing an affinity with it, becoming molded by it. He found he could control the salt, shape it to his will as it shaped him. Finally escaping the salt mine, he found the world had changed much, however he was determined to show the edge he had gained in the salt mine.
Blood Type: AB-
Signature Color: Brown.
Domain: Missouri, [Nigh-Impregnable Salt Citadel]
Superpowers: [B-List Cutting] [A-List Salt Control] [Anger Sense] [D-List Salt Shielding] [D-List Pain Channeling]
Weakness: Donut Steel - With great power comes a great burden. Gathering followers and making allies is incredibly difficult for you, and your edge is like a beacon throughout the psionic sea. The threat range for attracting Skeleton attention is increased.
Equipment:
+Donte's Amulet
+Some Ivy Cream
+Edgy Chain Shorts
+Cybersonic Augment: Jazzwave
+28 Skeleton Scrap
+1 Augment Scrap
+3 Psicrystals
+2 Jazzbarge Wreckage Halves
Followers:
+5 [Salt Golems]
+[Terra, Skelescrap Scientist]
Renown: D-List
A-List cutting 16/18
C-List Pain Channeling 6/8
??? Augment 3/???
1. ??? Augment 3/???
2. A-List Cutting 16/18
3. C-List Pain Channeling 6/8
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e0fca3 No.33722
| Rolled 29, 93, 6 = 128 (3d100) |
>>33589
Name: Hank Scorpio
Age: Average
Origin Story:
This incredible visionary is a genius entrepreneur who made lots of money with all sorts of space weapon technology. Which is also where his ambitions lie. In space. But all that aside for now, born with incredible super intelligence Hank Scorpio does whatever he can to provide a relaxed work environment for all his employees while they bring about the end of the world. Or happen to save it.
Blood Type: ABC
Signature Color: Pink
Domain: Phoenix, Arizona
Superpowers:
+ Super Intellect
+ OMEGA Regeneration Chip
+ Laser Integration System
+ D-List Device Invention
+ D-List Tool Creation
+ D-List Phyiscal Fitness
+ D-List Bass Playing
Followers:
+ A-Team
+ 4 Living Metal Corporate Executives
+ 31 Scorpion Mercenaries
+ 28 Living Metal Mercs
+ 6 Living Metal Mercs (Living Metal Merc Captives) - probably ded?
+ Weapons Expert
Equipment:
+ [Orange Suit]
+ Blueprint Briefcase
+ Medium-High Funds
+ 8 Energy Rifles
+ [Particle Acceleration Cannon]
+ [Quartet 4's Psi-Plasma Warstaff]
+ 3 [Space Rockets]
+ [Psion Tainted Fragments]
Renown: C-List
Buildings:
+ Research Lab
+ Ad-Tech Factory
+ Auto Training Facility
+ Upgraded Research Lab
Tech:
+ Flawless Biomechanical Regeneration Tech (A-list Regeneration, C-List Endurance)
+ Living Steel Alloy -> Living Alloy Bill (Mercs will be converted to Living Alloy at reasonable rate)
+ Metal Augmentation (Regeneration, Fitness, Split Bodyparts)
+ Superpower Dampener [Locked Out] 4/15
+ Subsonic Wave Gun 6/12
+ GiLiMeSS 18/20
1. Of course they would just write down silly, long and pointless texts instead of actually doing what they were supposed to do. Then again Scorpio hadn't exactly been a model of streamlined productivity himself, just playing Bass with a bunch of dudes while people somewhere were fighting seriously.
He would let it slide this time, after all GiLiMeSS was close to completion and they could impossibly fuck this one up, after all this was the grandest, most important and best funded project yet. Heh. Scorpio began sweating nervously for some reason.
+ GiLiMeSS 18/20
2-3. Now that the whole Laser business was done Scorpio would have to just focus playing Bass until he could go home and figure out something new to work on. Perhaps he could come back to that Subsomic Wave Gun he had just lying ont he shelf somewhere? Then again the Superpower Dampener was on the very selm shelf, slowly rotting away in its locked out state.
A short glance over Mastermind's ample supply of minions however quickly gave Scoprio an idea. The automization system hadn't exactly been working flawlessly in the past few weeks. He would have to revise it somewhat and make sure he too had a sizeable army. Perhaps not as grand as Masterminds, but you know, enough to crew a space station.
For now though he would have to restrict himself to playing some Bass and dreaming of Space Stations.
+ Play Bass
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e0fca3 No.33755
>>33593
>>33592
The spikes growing from Scrufftron were quickly ground down to nubs, for each blow landed upon a psionic shield so thick it was visible, a pale pink shell around Jimmy's warped form. His face contorted into an angry sneer as the shield collapses and Scrufftron whips out his laser sprayer.
The janitor lets loose a blast of point-blank lasers, but it is to no avail– he simply nullifies the blast and then with a lazy flick of a wrist sends Scrufftron hurtling backwards into the dirt, where he is levitated up and down again and again in some obscenely painful mockery of a basketball dribble.
After the sixth particularly hard slam, Scrufftron is left to collect himself in the crater he's made, while Q1 folds his arms, unimpressed.
YOU ARE NOW LIGHTLY WOUNDED.
BEGIN ROUND 4 OF SCRUFFTRON-VS-JIMMY 1
>>33597
>>33598
The oncoming onslaught of jazz-jumpers meets with a tide of rock and metal, a magnificent whirlwind of pain and alloy pieces as their charge is met with earthen flak fire mere instants after they're hauled to earth, slamming face-or-pelvis first into the dirt and exploding in small spheres of purplish red as they do so. Dragoon's men bring up their arms as they just keep coming…
The barrier erected by Dragoon saves the survivors, to be sure; for the oncoming sonic blasts reduce the thing to dirt, and Dragoon is forced to think and move fast to keep more shrapnel flying. The sole messenger popped off a pair of shots before making it out of range, fleeing the slaughter at his back.
In minutes, Dragoon stood atop a mountain of wreckage and rubble. Those skeletons that had survived his initial grounding and his follow-up blast of shrapnel now crawl on mangled limbs to the dragon, who, with a wrathful wave of his hand, sweeps them all aside.
From high above, Quartet 2 simply chuckles and readjusts his trumpet, putting it to his teeth with an evil glint in his eye.
BEGIN ROUND 2 OF DRAGOON-VS-QUARTET 2, TRUMPET WRAITH
>>33603
Bob slipped in his earbuds, limbered up his muscles, and, with a salute to his dear men, sprinted away across the roads and valleys. Another battle was to be had: another assbeating was to be laid. The King of Wisconsin had nothing to fear, for evening was settling in, and he could move without worrying about the sun's extreme rays…
Bob ran almost halfway to his ally's position– when he found himself slamming into a wall of solid brick, formed in the middle of the road. The Wisconsin Vampire rubbed his damaged nose and looked up, squinting at the blue-crystaled cyber skeleton floating some sixty feet above. It had no legs beneath its knees, only jagged protrusions of crystal. And it said little as it conjured a ring of blazing fire around Bob…
>>33610
Powers: C-List Regeneration, C-List Device Invention, C-List Tool Creation, Super Intellect
Equipment: 1 Plasma Spatula
[Defunct Power Armor Factory]
[BOIblast Blueprints]
Your territory is in disarray, with many of your now-dead mentor's inventions having been stolen, defiled, or otherwise ripped from your grasp…
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e0fca3 No.33756
>>33622
>>33624
With Ghul out of the picture, it was, really, no contest. Miss Moscovia hammered at the now sluggish machine with fierce, unrelenting blows, every connection of fist-to-metal shaking the ground. In due time, its armor fell to the ground in pieces and parts, leaving deep indents in the earth.
Curling her lip, Loria reached back to grab hold of the gigantic slab that had taken down Ghul, and unceremoniously swept it low, pulverizing it to pieces as she utterly destroyed her foe's left leg joint. She hefted what remained and brought it down upon the now exposed right shoulder, sundering the arm from the body.
As the skeleton rose to try and resist once more, she clasped two titanic hands into a double-fist and, with classic Russian stoicism, brought them down in a earth-shattering hammerblow that turned the skeleton's "head" to scrap.
You are now Healthy.
Gain 1 [Mangled Room 608 Wreck].
A-List Super Strength 9/20. A-list Endurance 6/20
>>33685
1. ??? Augment 4/??? It is a mystery!
2. Your cutting falls short again, and you, in your rage, hack apart every flower in reach.
3. Your emotional pain at failing cutting, again, is turned into strength… C-List Pain Channeling 7/8
>>33680
1. Your Sorcery meditations are interrupted by incessant screeching from the Brineborn mating rituals down below.
2. V.U. Mobility 5/12
3. The Acolytes are too busy scrying how to scry a scrying tower to properly finish your actual physical tower!
4. Disney World, a loathsome place full of smiles and terror. Oh, how Vladimire HATED Disney World! Not that it had anything to do with his parents refusing to take him, no, of course not… it was all the muggle-loving tomfoolery. Yes.
Regardless, casting his mind to Disney World saw a quiet, still place, flying the whitish flag of some new superhero. Of Waldough, there was no sign… no sign but curious patches of land that were staticy and fuccumenced…
>>33650
1/2. B-List Device Invention 5/10
3. You have now unlocked the secrets of the Jazzbarge, floating seven-to-eleven man skiffs that run off of psionic-enhanced Jazz. You've figured out enough to jury rig this one to operate on simple sonics, and you think you can cobble together more with skeleton scrap now that you know how they work. Since there's no psionic control, though, they won't fly anywhere near as high nor as well…
Gain 1 [Psion-Free Jazzbarge].
>>33640
1/2/3. Lord Deadly blitzes back to the Containment Pods and, now armed with his trusty sword, hacks and slashes at the metal cylinders, releasing the weakened, bewildered superheroes and civilians within. The supers– all D-List nobodies, like Yogurt Man, The Valve and Schwiggily Dee, spread out and try to imitate you– and in doing so, they draw attention from the guards, who go for the alarm! They haven't noticed you, though.
B-List Physical Fitness 3/8
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e0fca3 No.33757
>>33636
>>33637
"Jack's got easier fish to fry," says the houngan as he slaps his hands together, conjuring a shield of laughing, grinning shadowy faces to quite literally eat up the pillar of fire, belching it back out at Kaza'kazdun. The spirit manages to neutralize them, but in doing so can't quite counterspell a whirling dervish of chaos magic that rips through its form, destabilizing it as it harkens the spirit back to its chaotic, formless home…
The distraction is enough that Jack slips away, bounding into the shadows and out of sight, safe to fight– and spell-sling– again another day….
New Body Transfer 9/16.66
A-list Super Sorcery 15/25
YOU HAVE HELD YOUR GROUND AGAINST, BUT FAILED TO DEFEAT, VOODOO-HOODOO JACK.
>>33722
1. GiLiMeSS 19/20. So close! Oh so close! So close even Scorpio's sweat is forming the words "so close" on his skin.
2/3. You play your bass as the battle of the bands reaches its bloody, jaw-dropping climax…
>>33639
>>33653
Cadence leapt into the air and rocketed towards the horizon, a look of scorn upon his face as he sought to put some distance between his stronger-than-anticipated half-brother from another dimensional mother. Pulse's blast, however, hits home– taking a decent chunk of Cadence's leg along with it and sending him plowing into the sand, leaving a trail of glass as he makes a crater.
The purple-armored marauder growls and pushes himself to his feet, already fending off arcs of energy from Pulse, who advances menacingly, knowing that his foe cannot possibly, properly retaliate. Cadence stands his ground, though, for not a single long-range blast gets through his defence and reflexes.
It's when Pulse closes that he slips, and the blasts start to strike armor, blasting away the powered plates and scalding the skin and flesh beneath– what little remains, at least, Cadence snarls and rushes forward in a purple blitz, but his damaged leg gets the better of him– he fails to parry a strike from, and is direly cut by, a crackling white energy blade from the hero.
Cadence falls to a knee, blood and wires pouring through the gaping rent in his stomach. With a metallic groan, he pushes himself into a poor imitation of a stand as Pulse turns and readies to put his evil counterpart down for the count.
"That I'd meet my end, not at the hands of some Leaguer… but by -you-. Some… goody two-shoes kid…
"Prime ain't pickin' up the phone. I ain't got no ride, boy." Cadence cracked his neck and pulled off his helmet. His face, now lit by the glory of the sinking evening sun shining off of the waves, is a wretched thing of wires and metal prosthetics. He and Pulse have the same nose, the same lips– their mother's nose, their mother's mouth. But the eyes are all different, the way they scowl, the curve of the cheekbones…
Both iterations of Ice Raven's son charge up their energy blasts, already knowing the likely outcome.
BEGIN ROUND 6 OF PULSE-VS-CADENCE
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e0fca3 No.33758
>>33722
>>33661
>>33601
>>33599
>>33595
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rv6oGIjf5eQ
It seemed for a harrowing moment that the Demons would push back. Paradox and Hell-Rider found themselves going blow-for-blow with the terrible titanic demon, and even as the Shroud lobbed Cross Bomb after Cross Bomb into the crowd, the creatures just seemed to come out pouring and pouring. Paradox fell back, lest she and her guitar playing be overwhelmed, leaving Hell-Rider in the demonic throng…
The Mastermind set his jaw as the penultimate songs faded away, blasting an oncoming demon with an entropic wave before snapping his fingers. Demetrius gave a sigh, Scorpio nodded cooly, Paradox cut a riff and the Hell Rider planted one hoof-like foot upon his enemy's chest, flashing bloodstained, pointed teeth at his foe as he got ready…
To rock.
The pure concussive force of D.O.O.M's final song pushed back against the demonic tunes of Sk1d's horde. Mastermind led the slow advance with Demetrius holding their original position and Scorpio shredding his bass like a madman as he followed close behind. Paradox fell into step as well, shooting pulses of demonic energy to the brawling biker who, emboldened by the raw sickness of his guitar, tore and bit at the demon bouncer in a frenzy, overwhelming the larger, stronger devil in short order. As the great beast collapsed, red energy flooded everyone's vision as the Shroud lobbed a cross bomb right into the heart of Sk1d's band– blasting away the drummer and bassist and leaving the guitarist entirely at Mastermind and Scorpio's mercy. Of which they had none– it met its end by entropic blast and laser fire.
All that was left was Sk1d, his voice breaking as he screamed his black heart out, refusing to look upon his rapidly dwindling horde. His voice, though, was nothing before the synchronized slaughter that was D.O.OM's music.
A gaping, shrieking portal opened at Sk1d's feet as his microphone exploded, and the demon howled and writhed as blackened chains pierced his heart, dragging him, and his remaining roadies, back into Hell's heart. As the final note faded into silence, the demonic, twisted architecture began to fade and the hellish portal snapped shut with a puff of brimstone. The members of D.O.O.M and co. were left in a stadium absolutely soaked in blood and viscera.
But they fucking won.
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e0fca3 No.33759
>>33722
Gain C-list Bass Playing. Gain C-List Physical Fitness. Gain [Hell-Touched Bass Guitar].
>>33601
Gain B-List Guitar Skills. Gain [Wrathful Holy Stratocaster].
>>33599
Gain [Pacified "HellBuster," No Warranty]. Gain C-List Guitar Skills.
>>33595
Gain D-List Sonic Blast (Rock-N-Roll). Gain D-List Super Singing. Lose 2 Doomtrooper Regiments. Gain 1 [Hellforged Microphone] as a token of your victory over the demonic hordes.
Your TooJay's manager also acquires [Hell-Touched Drums] and [C-List Drumming Skills].
>>33661
C-List S2 Cross Bomb 6/8
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e0fca3 No.33760
"We've already made headway on the African and Panama fronts."
"What about Galatea?"
"She didn't last a second."
"Without her, our chances of winning drop significantly."
"Don't you worry. We've got a plan."
POST
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e0fca3 No.33762
| Rolled 17, 93, 100 = 210 (3d100) |
>>33592
Name: Scruftron- (Real name Scruffy)
Age: 28
Origin Story: Once a mild mannered entry-level Janitor at a secret military instillation, Pvt. Scruffy was selected for secret goverment experiments in creating Artificial supers. He was infused with Neodymium enriched Iron as a substitute for the iron in his blood. The effect of this experiment gave the gift of Magnetism! He could fling great blocks of steel with a flick of the wrist! Pry open vault doors with his mind! Bend spoons! The potential was limitless! Except that the metal actually had to be magnetic… And he's afraid of spiders
Blood Type: AB-
Signature Color: Orange
Domain: somewhere in Nebaska
Superpowers: [B-List Magnetism], [B-List Janitorial Skills], [B-List Staff Combat]
Equipment:
+ [Psi-Adamant Carapace]
+ [Super Strong Strange Naginata]
+ [Psi-Adamant Warboots]
+[Heavy Laser Spray]
>Extra Equipment:
+[Psion-Alloy Armor]
+[Cyber Alloy Armor]
+[Janitorial Armor D-list]
>Allies:
+[The Psychonaut]
>Followers:
+[1 Janitorial Captains]
+[23 Janitor Elites]
+[3 Janitors]
+[14 Janitor Strippers]
+[Doctor Phillip]
+[Computer Whiz Jimmy]
+[Windex] - the Invisible Marauder.
+ [Bucketboy] - the water-slinging floorwasher.
+ [Scour] - the bombshell that can disintegrate objects with her touch.
+ [Harvey] - a mountain of a man that soaks up punishment like a sponge.
+[Dura-Dong] - Man with a Iron will, and a Iron Cock.
Renown: B-list
Weakness: [Eight Legged Freaks] - Spiders and spider-like creatures give you a severe penalty to all rolls.
>Buildings:
+[Ultra-Advanced Laser Repeater Factory]
+[Scruff Base-Heavy Metal Version]+[EMP Fields]&[Tank Traps]&[Tank Turret Emplacement]
+ [Forge]
>Other Stuff
+ [Hunk Of Steel Sculpture].
+ [Low Weapons Supply]
+ [Scruffy's Porn Stash]
+ [Skelly Scrap Research]
+[Repulsion Tech]
+[Abandoned Tactical]
+[26 Scrufftech Laser Repeaters] +8/turn
+[70 Skeleton Scrap]
+[1 Repurposed Jazzbarge]
+[Quartet 3's Head]
+[Super Laser Pointer]
+[Masterwork War Bucket]
+[Inert "Doxy"]
>Research
Skeley Virus 3/8
Questionably Placed Cyber Grafting 16/???
A-List Magnetism 16/20
Janitorial Barracks 1/4
1/2/3. "Persistent one, aren't you? No matter, I'm still fresh. Come puppet, let us continue our show."
Scrufftron would throw everything he had at Jimmy-1 in order to collapse his shield, if only for a moment, and in that moment, he would rip the fedora off of Jimmy's head.
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e0fca3 No.33764
>>33755
"Looking at this brick wall in the middle of the road certainly does -kindle- some old memories, I didn't think skeletons watched cartoons, let alone became fans of Wile E. Coyote."
Bob had a feeling that this ring of fire was supposed to be some kind of arena; the fire hemming him in and banishing the shadows that he could've used.
"You surprised me I couldn't hear any blaring Jazz with my earbuds in but then you strike me as a Johnny Cash kind of skeleton or at least an exceptional one possessing the courage to face me, or I suppose float some sixty feet above me."
"I am sure you know who I am but perhaps you can tell me who you are and what you did to fall out of favor with your master that he sent you to stand in my way."
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e0fca3 No.33766
| Rolled 23, 75, 22 = 120 (3d100) |
Name: Real name Eva Foxx Cover name Steel wall.
Age: 17 years
Origin Story: Eva was a child prodigy in the field of robotics, she even managed to make a working robotic arm at the age of 13 and was accepted into collage roughly a year later. She was just a normal person in collage when the skeletons came, during the invasion she did the only thing she really could do at that point and hid in her collage dorm room hoping that everything would be okay, and it was okay, for her anyway. She then set up shop scavanging what she could and started to make something that would let her fight back against the skeletons and, after a long while of hard work, testing, failing, even more testing, she finally managed to make a basic protective suit of power armor for herself. It doesn't mater how its done all that matters is taking back this land, if not in the name of the USA in the name of humanity.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Bronze….ish
Domain: Grand Rapids, Michigan
Superpowers: [Super Intellect] [C-List Device Invention 5/10 to B] [C-List Tool Creation]
Equipment: [Improved Tech Lab] [C-List Power Armor] [C-List Cyber-Harness] [Repaired College Base] [Psion-Free Jazzbarge]
Under construction: [Nothing]
Followers: No one…yet
Renown: Starts at D-List, still at D-List
1,2 "So, now that I know how this thing works it will be best to figure out how to make this thing use the power of classical songs remixed into dub step…or just classical music, either or."
3. "Might as well get a bit more practice in as well…"
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e0fca3 No.33767
"Wait, no no no no, its not dubstep….what was it called again? Thats right, I'm thinking of electro swing. Yesh, its been a while since I listened to that stuff."
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e0fca3 No.33769
| Rolled 67, 88, 34 = 189 (3d100) |
>>33756
>Name:
Loria Tarasovich / Miss Moscovia
>Blood Type:
A+
>Signature Colour:
Tzar Yellow
>Domain:
New Moscow.
>Superpowers:
[A-List Super Growth] (gives [B-List Super Strength (A 9/20)+B-List Endurance (A 6/20)]), [B-List Regeneration]
>Weaknesses:
[Blinded Right Eye]
>Equipment:
[Yellow-Black Jumpsuit]
[Lord Hoyt (Imprisoned)]
[Inert Jazz Barges] x5
[Mangled Room 608 Wreck]
>Followers:
[New Moscow President] (+(Moscovian Supercar)
[New Moscow Commander In Chief]
[New Moscow Treasurer]
[New Moscow Troops] x2
[Mechanized New Moscow Troops] x2
>Buildings:
[Secured Bunker]
[Fortified Borders]
[Automotive Factory]
[Space Trombone]
[New Moscovian Trading Post]
>Renown:
B-Rank. ((Very) disliked by the Robot Skeletons)
[Skeleton-Mech Rival]
"So, what is the progress on the liberation of Oregon from the skeletal menace?"
"Sir… I'm afraid that our men made no progress, as they just sat over the border, doing nothing."
"Over the border? Doing NOTHING? Why are they still alive?!"
"Well, the machines didn't do anything either. Apparently because some important battles were happening, everyone on the front line on both side just… They just did nothing."
"…But those 'battles' are over now, yes?"
"I believe so, sir."
"Well tell them to get back to work! They don't have any excuse for this procrastination."
>1: Reclaim more land from the skeletrons.
>2: Produce more mechanized troops, with the automobile factory now being fixed.
3: Meanwhile, Miss Moscovia lifted the limp remains of Room 608 over her shoulder, returning her focus on supplying backup for D.O.O.M. against the threat they faced…
The threat that was already defeated, making it pointless for her to head over there.
Honestly however, she knows nothing about that fight already ending, so she still heads over there regardless.
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e0fca3 No.33770
| Rolled 51, 4 + 70 = 125 (2d100) |
>>33762
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e0fca3 No.33771
| Rolled 79, 36, 9 = 124 (3d100) |
>>33755
Name: Alex "Dragoon" Walker
Age: Twenties
Origin Story: Was a Normal Guy until the Spirit of a very old and powerful(at one point) Earth Dragon possessed his body, Now He fights to become strong a retake the world, one rock at a time.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Green
Domain: Northern Georgia, Most of Alabama, most of Mississippi
>Superpowers:
[A-List Rock Manipulation]
[A-List Endurance]
[B-List Metal Manipulation] (A 6/20)
[Maximum Dragon Rock Fusion]
[C-List Super Strength]
[B-List Dragon's Breath]
[C-List Physical Fitness]
>Equipment:
[Fortified Base.]
[Enhanced fortifications]
[Improved Infrastructure]
[Superhard Fortresses]
[Skeleton Alloy Ammo]
[Anti-air defenses]
[7 Radio Towers (can reach anywhere East of the Rockies]
[Advanced Training Room.]
[Alloy Armor]
[Fortified Basic Research Lab]
[Basic Skelescrap Forge!]
Mantlespear 2/12
>Followers:
[Mayor of Atlanta]
[18 Armored Veteran Survivors]
3 Scientists
>Research
Jazzhulk Research 3/6.
Renown: B-list
Status: Fine
1-3. Taking pot shots from on high? Not while I can do something about it. You the rock, dirt and dust from the broken cover to whip up a cloud that obscures sight and jams delicate machinery. It'll give my men and I cover while it will hopefully jam that fucking trombone of his up. After that Hammer his ship with earth and rock, twists it's hull and make it fall. Survivors are to make sure the skeletons stay off my back and take shots of opportunity.
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e0fca3 No.33772
| Rolled 84, 56 + 45 = 185 (2d100) |
>>33771
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e0fca3 No.33773
| Rolled 6, 25, 3 = 34 (3d100) |
>>33757
Name: Kaza'kazdun
Age: 10,000
Origin Story: A long forgotten spirit of magic brought forth from the Chaos Wilds in an attempt to help fight the skellitons. Who knew that trying to take something from a place called the Chaos Wilds would have unknown consequences on the summoner and spirit.
Blood Type: none
Signature Color: brownish
Domain: bum fuck Georgia
Superpowers: [B-list Super Sorcery], [D-List Super Stealth], [Psionic Resistance], [Summoner Health Boost], [D-List Artificing], [Enhanced Vision], [Almost-Super Charisma]
Equipment: [Weak Wand Of Magic Missile], [Magic Cutlery], Ikea Wands, [Tiny Enchanted Gun Stockpile], [Chocolatizing Coffee Mug], [Magical Hippy Van][Reagent Supply]
+ 1 Skeleton Scrap
+ 1 Strange Magical Object
+ 1 Ley Line Node
+ 1 [Magical Alter]
+ [Reinforced Devil's Bronze Body] ([C-List Flight][D-List Super Strength][D-List Super Speed])
+ [Meagre Tome]
+ [Slightly Less Meagre Tome]
Followers: 6 Cultists trained in magic, 8 Novice Artificer, Chaos Wolves, Charlie Company, [C.C. War Machine], 7 [Rust Monsters], 4 golems, 8 Engineers
Weakness: This Mortal Coil - You are bound to the increasingly unstable, relatively fragile shell of your summoner. If he dies, you're banished.
Renown: Starts at D-List.
Domain: [Basic Magical Populace]
1. Continue trying to pull more of my power to increase the power of my sorcery.
A list super sorcery - 15/25
+6 Cultists trained in magic
+Magical Alter
+B-List Super Sorcery
2. Continue to move the magical connections to my spiritual body to the armored physical body.
New body transfer - 9/16.66
+Reinforced Devil's Bronze Body
+6 Cultists trained in magic
+Magical Alter
+B-List Super Sorcery
3. Have the novice artificers teach the engineers the art of artifice. I wish to see what learned men can do with such knowledge.
+8 Engineers
+8 Novice Artificers
+Basic Magical Populace?
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e0fca3 No.33774
| Rolled 51, 8, 4 = 63 (3d100) |
>>33757
Name: Hank Scorpio
Age: Average
Origin Story:
This incredible visionary is a genius entrepreneur who made lots of money with all sorts of space weapon technology. Which is also where his ambitions lie. In space. But all that aside for now, born with incredible super intelligence Hank Scorpio does whatever he can to provide a relaxed work environment for all his employees while they bring about the end of the world. Or happen to save it.
Blood Type: ABC
Signature Color: Pink
Domain: Phoenix, Arizona
Superpowers:
+ Super Intellect
+ OMEGA Regeneration Chip
+ Laser Integration System
+ C-List Bass Playing
+ C-List Physical Fitness
+ D-List Device Invention
+ D-List Tool Creation
+ D-List Bass Playing
Followers:
+ A-Team
+ 4 Living Metal Corporate Executives
+ 31 Scorpion Mercenaries
+ 28 Living Metal Mercs
+ 6 Living Metal Mercs (Living Metal Merc Captives) - probably ded?
+ Weapons Expert
Equipment:
+ [Orange Suit]
+ [Particle Acceleration Cannon]
+ [Quartet 4's Psi-Plasma Warstaff]
+ [Hell-Touched Bass Guitar]
+ Blueprint Briefcase
+ Medium-High Funds
+ 8 Energy Rifles
+ 3 [Space Rockets]
+ [Psion Tainted Fragments]
Renown: C-List
Buildings:
+ Research Lab
+ Ad-Tech Factory
+ Auto Training Facility
+ Upgraded Research Lab
Tech:
+ Flawless Biomechanical Regeneration Tech (A-list Regeneration, C-List Endurance)
+ Living Steel Alloy -> Living Alloy Bill (Mercs will be converted to Living Alloy at reasonable rate)
+ Metal Augmentation (Regeneration, Fitness, Split Bodyparts)
+ Superpower Dampener [Locked Out] 4/15
+ Subsonic Wave Gun 6/12
+ GiLiMeSS 19/20
1. Walking around with a Particle Acceleration Cannon, Quartet 4's Psi-Plasma Warstaff and a Hell-Touched Bass Guitar strapped to his body Scorpio pondered what else his corporation could need. Perhaps some weapons for the mercenaries would do them good? After all they were fierce metal mercs and knew how to aim, would be good not to squander their talents.
+ Subsonic Wave Gun 6/12
+ Super Intellect
+ Research Lab
+ Upgraded Research Lab
2. Now after Universal Healthcare good enough to have your cancerous limb amputated, regrowing you a twin while you restored your own body part the time had come for another boon to daily operations. Giving Super Strength to everyone and their grandmother! Why yes this is an important everyday application. It is necessary to include this in the healthcare system. Shut up, you're not a scientist.
+ Research Super Strength
+ Super Intellect
+ Research Lab
+ Upgraded Research Lab
3. Walking past the various scientists and engineers writing down potential references to the bible and pop culture Scorpio looked down onto the last few plans for the GiLiMeSS. Looking left and right to make sure nobody noticed he quickly looked over it. He had designed a few space stations in his day and he knew exactly what this one needed to be complete.
+ GiLiMeSS 19/20
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e0fca3 No.33775
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e0fca3 No.33776
This was a time to CELEBRATE!
We had WON! VICTORY!
There would be much to rejoice for. But even now as the demons were dead time was of the essence, and the MASTERMIND, must set things in motion.
>>33722
>>33601
>>33769
>>33601
Barely wiping the blood from his body, the Mastermind sets up an immediate meeting of the relevant DOOM members and the newest associate. Luckily SCORPIO and the HellRider were already here, while the president of New Moscow would be contacted by holocom. Paradox and even the Shroud were invited.
"Fellow DOOM members, newest allies, as you know we have won a great battle against the demonic threat here. We stood together and showed those demonic assholes what it truly means to be METAL.
Word is also reaching me of a recent victory by the forces of New Moscow. To that I say a commendation of congratulations.
This is a time for GLORY. But time is not something we have the luxury of, and so, blood soaked and battle stained I bring to you a matter of business.
Our joint effort in the war against the skeletal menace.
Hell-Rider, I am receiving reports and testimonials from your soldiers and your people. You proclaim yourself a man of texas, eager to restore and unite the republic to its glory. And from your deeds and aid to the forces of DOOM I offer you this: not only a membership upon the glorious new D.O.O.M., but texas itself.
I will give you my holdings in Texas, that you may unite the state into glory, on this condition. Help me conquer the lands of Calinfornia, and defeat the skeletal menace in the west once and for all, that in this exchange of land, I am not suddenly bereft of resources.
I would like that I were able to maintain the size and strenght of my forces, such that an exchange of land would not suddenly deplete me.
And to you, Madam president, I have not forgotten. I know of your peoples intend to unite the western coast. I understand, but in this war against the skeletons, would it not suffice that, for a short amount of time given of california to me, that, once an eastern state of equal size has been conquered, I would gladly give back California to you forever more?
Allow me to take California, and I shall give unto the Hell-Rider texas. Allow me to hold California long enough to take land in the east of equal size, and I shall give unto New Moscow California.
SCORPIO, my ally, I am willing to exchange a parcel of land in Utah for your holding in California.
What say you all?"
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e0fca3 No.33777
| Rolled 83, 62, 86 = 231 (3d100) |
>>Name: Paradox (Alexandra Kein)
>>Age: Mid-Late 30's. Don't be rude about it.
>>Origin Story: Daughter of a scientist that never really seemed to do anything while Alexandra was around, Alexandra resented the father that was never there and his insistence that she follow in his shallow footsteps as a scientist. When the jazz skeletons attacked, he sent her far from their home in New York State to the Dakotas. Mumbling about 'having to destroy every scrap of it' and 'now it was her turn', he thrust a small notebook into her grasp and told her to 'reactivate the program'. Inside was gibberish, until one day she dropped the journal and saw the message from the correct angle. "Enemy: Unknown." The strange figures that looked like little grey men on several pages began to make sense.
>>Blood Type: O+
>>Signature Color: Dark Yellow
>>Domain: South-Western South Dakota
>>Superpowers: [C-List Device Invention], [Super Intellect], [Outsider Tech Knowledge] [D-List Whip Combat][C-List Guitar Skills]
>>Equipment: [Armored Labcoat Disguise], [Antique Laser Rifle],[Prototype Laser Whip], [Passkey], [Tiny Xenolab], [Pacified "HellBuster", No Warranty][SHSG Guitar] [Slightly Holy Showerhead]
>>Followers: 3 Veteran Soldiers, 30 Green Soldiers
>>Renown: D-List
>>Communications: Radio - listen across USA. broadcast 1 state radius.
>>Projects:[B-List Device Invention 5/15]
>>Misc: 4 [Skeleton Scrap]
Paradox collapses after the, well, hellish battle. "Mastermind, if you ever open another portal to hell again, I will shove my foot so far up your ass that God himself will taste it." Exhausted, she falls back on the ground, annoyed by the presence of the "HellBuster" upon her back.
"But hey! High fives all around. We beat the hellspawn we unleashed." Paradox raises her hand to highfive a passing DOOM soldier.
1.
Eventually, Paradox gets back to work. The big spooky thing had brought some sort of CORE thing to be investigated?
[Investigate the CORE]
+[Super Intellect] [Outsider Tech Knowledge][C-List Device Invention]
2.
Paradox continues to tinker, improving her skills. There had to be some bits of that power armor left where she'd helped HellRider fight the skeleton hippie before the big battle…
[B-List Device Invention 5/15]
+[Super Intellect] [Outsider Tech Knowledge][C-List Device Invention]
3.
Paradox puts Mastermind's DOOM network to work once more. She needed more scientists after that last attack on her base…
[Recruit Scientists/Undergrads]
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e0fca3 No.33779
>>33776
"Wwwwait wait wait, wait. "Madam President"? "New Moscow"?!"
"Are you intentionally trying to piss me off? I am the goddamn president of the reforming states of AMERICA! This "New Moscow" bullshit is just that lady's disillusion, one that you apparently share.as well.
"And I'm a FUCKING man as well. Jesus christ, just because I wore a dress, doesn't mean that I'm a chick."
The President sighed, elbows against the desk as apparent anger is shown from him. After a moment, he calmed down, to focus on the discussion, "…But, on a more serious topic, what you offer is questionable. Uniting the east coast under the RSA will bring hope to our people, showing how Prime is being pushed back, and will face defeat.
But RSA troops has yet to set foot in California, and scouting parties show that the machines are entrenched to defend their foothold in the east. If you do however hold true to your promise, then I can see what can be done to allow you new land in the west."
"But don't call me madam again, got it?"
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e0fca3 No.33781
>>33779
"Oh god dammit, yes I apologize. I must admit all the information I have had about you and your government I got from Miss Moscovia. I can see it was. . .greatly skewed.
But if you help us take and hold California and allow me use it, for the moment, once enough of the east has been sufficiently taken I will oblige to handing over California."
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e0fca3 No.33782
>>33781
"Didn't you say you're getting Mr, uh, "Mr Rider" to help you take California? It would be easier if you went and do that, while the RSA focused on gaining land to transfer back to you /for/ California.
"Also, another thing: I don't know what you're talking about when you talked about this "recent victory by the forces of ""New Moscow""". All reports from the troops on the front showed that no conflict occurred on the border between us, and them. There's no proof here that this 'battle' happened, at all."
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e0fca3 No.33795
| Rolled 28, 95, 22 = 145 (3d100) |
>>33757
"You never had one at all, Cadence." Pulse growls, his final jolts of energy flaring from his dark-palette suit.
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e0fca3 No.33798
| Rolled 18, 24, 58 = 100 (3d100) |
>>33764
Name: Lord "Dracula" Bob, King of Greater Wisconsin, "The Wisconsin Vampire", Once and Future King
Age: 30
Origin Story: Fell into a vat of high performance makeup designed for athletes who want to look nice. Which was place conveniently near a costume department store. The fangs make it hard for him to chew and his super powered body needs a lot of nutrients so he drinks all his meals with a nibble hear and there. His now pristine and flawless white skin is very sensitive to light. Before all that he was just a jobless actor who made bad poetry and puns and lived in closet of an apartment with no windows in the basement in a bad neighborhood.
Blood Type: D for Drinks A Lot
Signature Color: Blood Red
Domain: Transylvania Forest (Milwaukee), Greater Wisconsin, New Camelot
Superpowers: [B-List Super Strength], [A-List Super Speed], [C-List Super Stealth], [B-List Hypnotism], [A-List Swordsmanship], [Psionic Resistance]
Weakness: [Sorta Vampirish] - Being in sunlight causes pain and blindness. Most actions must be done during the night, or underground. You can more or less only eat liquids. Fire does extreme damage to you since the makeup is, apparently, napalm-based.
Equipment:[Hang-Glider]. [Excalibur], [Skeleton Alloy Pants],[Retrofitted Psiadamant Gauntlets], [Purple Crystal Globe](Flail with claw-machine-esque clutch), 5 [Skeleton Laser Rifles]. 28 [Skeleton Scrap],[Skeleton Alloy Gauntlets]
Followers: 8 Teenagers, 2 Dr.Handymen (Dr. Richards and Dr. Frakensteen), 2 Vampire Apprentice [Pa'Trikk The EverCrispy], [Wisconsin Super-Governor],[Elijah "Dark Sanguinus" Blake], [Werewolf Tribe]
Renown: [B-List]
Buildings: Trap-Filled Castle - Heavily Damaged, 4 [Watchtowers],[Training Room], 3 [Radio Towers],
[Transports ready]
[Giga Scorpia Corpse]
Globe Researched. - Potential Control Locus for vehicle. Skeleton tactics deleted and skeletons weakened.
[Tentative Bigfoot Allies?]
A-List Super Strength 7/20
Chicago Conquest 1/6
>>33764
"Well its a good thing I already stretched."
Bob draws Excalibur and takes a few paces away leisurely thumbs the edge "Still sharp" he says sounding immensely pleased with himself taking a big windup stance as if going to play baseball taking a couple vicious practice swings in the direction of the direction of the wall which appeared to be chipping.
In the next instant Bob spun with greater then vortex speed and swung three times in the direction of the floating skeleton, Bob could see three shimmering crescents of air hurtling towards the skeleton and began to take his windup for a follow up.
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e0fca3 No.33821
| Rolled 2, 60, 36 = 98 (3d100) |
Name: The Mastermind
Age: At least 100
http://pastebin.com/jqJPHFCr
>Blood Type: AB+
>Signature Color: Dark Red
>Domain: New Mexico
>Superpowers: [Super Intellect], [D-List Device Invention] [Awesome Scar] [B-List Entropy] [D-List Sonic Blast (Rock-N-Roll)][D-List Super Singing]
1. Have my helicopter and remaining vehicles scour the battlefield for any of our survivors and begin collecting the dead for burial.
This glorious battlefield and stadium shall become a monument to the sacrifice of the forces of DOOM this day! That generations from now, people will visit this stadium and hear of the legend of the Mastermind and his Rocker Troopers, the Texan Demon who fights for erhm. . . TEXAS, of Paradox, of the mighty Angel from the stars, and how we were more metal than demons this day.
But mostly look for the survivors first, I need veterans and heroes c'mon people get to work.
2. Status report. How goes my troops entrenched in California and the city, does the siege go well? I will be arriving there as soon as can be done.
3. Register all the songs we played in this glorious battle using the METAL DETECTOR. Go get all the sound recorders and cameras we used for the battle, so that I can use our awesome DOOMUSIC to power my ROCK STAR.
These recordings may not be as powerful as when we assemble a full band, they should be enough to get the ROCK STAR to fire properly when we aren't all together since a lot of us have our own territories to manage.
Start archiving our sounds for the Rock Star!
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e0fca3 No.33823
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e0fca3 No.33824
| Rolled 100, 51 = 151 (2d100) |
>>33795
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e0fca3 No.33825
| Rolled 84, 59, 41 + 10 = 194 (3d100) |
>>33798
"You seek to aid the so-called string-cutter? Foolish. You will do no such thing… if only Quartet 1 had seen fit to let -me- settle the score…
"Alas, I'll make do with YOU!"
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e0fca3 No.33828
| Rolled 63 (1d100) |
ACTIVATION ROLL:
-PROJECT IRON
-PROJECT BRONZE
-PROJECT SILVER
-PROJECT PLATNIUM
-PROJECT GOLD
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e0fca3 No.33829
| Rolled 79, 56, 5 = 140 (3d100) |
>>33759
Name: The Hell-Rider
Age: 26
Origin Story: Douglas Green was just a simple biker before one day he was gunned down in by a member of a rival gang. His soul was sucked directly to help were he was tormented for all of his wrong doings in life. Douglas was however was no ordinary man and set about planning his escape from hell. Taking to ambushing and eating the lesser demon-kin he found himself twisting in both body and mind as he made his way towards the limits of Hell. How exactly he got out at that point not even he remembers is finding himself back in his hometown by the ruins of his old watering hole. Finding himself in the wreckage of the world now ruled by Iron-Bones he has set off to make things right and maybe redeem his soul on the way.
Blood Type: O
Signature Color: Purple
Domain: Northern Texas
Powers: [A-List Fire Resistance][A-List Demonic Transformation (gives A-List Super Strength, A-List Endurance and D-List Flight)][C-List Motorcycling][B-List Guitar Skills] Demon-Hog:[B-List Super Speed]
Weakness: [Devil's Reject] - You fought your way out of Hell, but Hell wants your black soul back. Your critical failures can attract OTHER types of attention, you are harmed and repelled by objects of faith, and banishing magic is particularly deadly to you.
Equipment: Hellforged Chain, Demon-Hog, Demonhide Jacket,Wrathful Holy Stratocaster
Assets: [Old Biker Clubhouse]
[3 Grenades]
Followers: 2 Old Ladies, 9 Road Warriors, 1 Road Huntress, 4 Bikers
—–
1. Head back to my domain, I hope things haven’t gone to shit
2. Tune up my Demon-Hog
3. Heard this Skeletons where making a push, let’s see if some of them need their shit pushed in
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e0fca3 No.33830
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e0fca3 No.33842
| Rolled 87, 33, 92, 75 = 287 (4d100) |
Name: Lord Vladimire
Age: 60
Origin Story: born to magically gifted parents who immigrated to texas from britain, he was taught the ways of magic, but his father abused both himself and his mother, leaving him with deep scars in childhood. he looked into black magic at an early age in secret, further festering the growing evil in his heart. when his father killed his mother by beating her, furious he killed his own father with his a forbidden spell, the death thunderbolt, which drains the life out of whoever it strikes.
from that day on he would grow to become one of the most notorious figures in magical society, taking the name Vladimire, and gathering an army of cultists and amassing in yet more dark magic. his trademark use of electromagic combined with black magic earned him the title of the "Lighting-DeathLord"
Vladimire is one of the few surviving members D.O.O.M. He was also notorious as being absent, missing very many meetings of D.O.O.M as he had been devoted much of his time trying to hunt down Waldough Whaters, the only person to ever escape him, and prophesied to be the Chosen One who will defeat him. this saved his life, as he was not there to be destroyed with the rest of D.O.O.M., but he also lost most of his followers to the skeleton attack.
he has returned to gather his strength again, and vows that no skeleton will get in the way of him finding and killing "the Child who Hid."
Blood Type: None
Signature Color: Lavender
Domain: somewhere in Texas
Superpowers: [B-List Super Sorcery], [B-List Electricity Control], [C-List Electricity Resistance]
Structures: Ley Node, V.U., [Brineborn Nest]
Equipment: [Dark Lord's Cloak], [Dark Lord's Wand], [7 Magical Batteries][Scuba Gear][Harpoon Gun][Brineborn Allies] [Nice Yacht][Small Boat Squadron][EVIL Wax][Strange Mermaid Trident][1 Jazzbarge Wreckage][5 Skeleton Scrap]
Followers: [3 Death Beaters][2 Novice Death Beaters][Wendigo Tribe][Brineborn Allies][8 Rot Sirens]
Training: [Amphibious Combat Tactics]
Weakness: [Waldough Whaters And The Shocking Susceptibility] - You are one of the last surviving members of D.O.O.M, the Distinguished Order Of Malefactors. Your dark power is hindered, of course, by the existence of Waldough Whaters, a fleet-footed yet courageous boy. You are at a drastic penalty to interactions with Superheros or innocent folk. Roll an additional unmodified 1d100 per turn: this represents what Waldough is up to as he eludes your grasp…
A-list Super Sorcery 10/25
Scrying Tower 5/6
V.U. Mobility 5/12
#1 Vladimire moves his meditative ritual away from the proximity of the Brineborn breeding pits, to a more quiet place. A-list Super Sorcery 10/25
#2 the studies on how to move the castle continue V.U. Mobility 5/12
#3 the acolytes are sorely encouraged to finish the tower before more harsh consequences arise Scrying Tower 5/6
#4 where is Waldough. florida. a place unknown to the Dark Lord. his contacts in there were few, but his enemies gathered. Vladimire orders some brineborn to scour the coastal areas. turning his gaze away from the boy and land, the Dark Lord remembers a powerful Ley Node, the so called 'Bermuda-Triangle'. if the legends were true, Atlantis, the ancient ancestral land of all wizarding blood, lay sunk beneath the waves after a disastrous attempt to tap into it, having infuriating the sea god or unleashing an eldritch thing, or both. the node was unleashed, and now even the dead rise in ghostly ships that haunt the night seas and foretell of doom to ships. if there were monsters or merkin or more brineborn lurking beneath the ocean, Vladimire would find out.
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e0fca3 No.33843
| Rolled 15, 83, 9 = 107 (3d100) |
>>33756
Name: Lord Deadly (Born: Laird Dade Lee)
Age: Mid twenties
Origin Story: See first post; Knight who got super-powers following a turkey accident
Blood Type: O Positive
Signature Color: Dark Green
Domain: None
Superpowers: [B-List Super Speed], [C-List Physical Fitness], [B-List Swordsmanship]
Equipment: [Longsword], [Plate Armor (Unremovable)]. [Medium Funds], [Halberd], [Armor Polish] [Cracked Helmet]
Followers: None
Renown: Starts at D-List
TRAINING: [B-List Physical Fitness 2/8] [A-List Swordsmanship 9/18] [D-List Staff Combat 1/4]
1/2/3. Now's my chance! I'll rally as many of the prisoners as I can, and I'll lead them out of bondage, and to freedom! Maybe we'll happen upon the good old baron on the way out, and I can keep the promises I made in our last fight.
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e0fca3 No.33855
>>32379
Name: Silver Cloud. Formerly Nicholas Nikmahs
Age: 22
Origin Story: http://pastebin.com/qpJf9LX2
Blood Type: Formerly O.
Signature Color: Light Grey.
Domain: Baltimore, Maryland.
Superpowers: Determined by Fluff/Origin Story.
Equipment: Determined by Fluff.
Followers: Determined by Fluff.
Renown: Starts at D-List
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e0fca3 No.33895
| Rolled 11, 58, 84 = 153 (3d100) |
Name: Max "The Slice" Edgeman
Age: Approximately 50 (Looks in his mid 20s but dried out or some shit)
Origin Story: Max Edgeman was a regular, yet edgy, salt mine worker for years until one day a mine shaft collapsed with him inside. Within the closed off shaft, he found a relic made by the first Edgelord, and with it, a necklace and a note. 'You who finds this shrine have been chosen to control the edge as I did. You will surpass all others in the way of edge.' Donning the necklace he found he had gained edge far superior to his own. So much so that his mere presence gave him the ability to cut at things. Max began to carve his way out of the salt mine. Trapped for years and living on a diet of nothing but salt, he found he soon found was developing an affinity with it, becoming molded by it. He found he could control the salt, shape it to his will as it shaped him. Finally escaping the salt mine, he found the world had changed much, however he was determined to show the edge he had gained in the salt mine.
Blood Type: AB-
Signature Color: Brown.
Domain: Missouri, [Nigh-Impregnable Salt Citadel]
Superpowers: [B-List Cutting] [A-List Salt Control] [Anger Sense] [D-List Salt Shielding] [D-List Pain Channeling]
Weakness: Donut Steel - With great power comes a great burden. Gathering followers and making allies is incredibly difficult for you, and your edge is like a beacon throughout the psionic sea. The threat range for attracting Skeleton attention is increased.
Equipment:
+Donte's Amulet
+Some Ivy Cream
+Edgy Chain Shorts
+Cybersonic Augment: Jazzwave
+28 Skeleton Scrap
+1 Augment Scrap
+3 Psicrystals
+2 Jazzbarge Wreckage Halves
Followers:
+5 [Salt Golems]
+[Terra, Skelescrap Scientist]
Renown: D-List
A-List cutting 16/18
C-List Pain Channeling 7/8
??? Augment 4/???
1. ??? Augment 4/???
2. A-List Cutting 16/18
3. C-List Pain Channeling 7/8
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e0fca3 No.33896
| Rolled 50, 2, 28 = 80 (3d100) |
>>33759
Name: The Shroud
Age: Time Immemorial
Origin Story: Here since the beginning, the invasion and overthrow of the governments by the robots disturb its slumber. Actually really intelligent and has decided to pose as a super villain to gain more power.
Blood Type: Lcl
Signature Color: Dark Black
Domain: Redding
Superpowers: [B-List Super Strength]; [A-List Super A.T Shield]; [A-List Regeneration], [Max Limbs (8)]; [D-List Spook-Vision]; [C-List S2 Cross Bomb 6/8]
Weakness: [Horror From Beyond] - You inspire dread and fear in everyday people. Good luck getting followers or allies.
Equipment: Spoon Collection; [Billie's Bounce Core]
Followers: [The LOBBRs (League Of Bargain Bin Rejects)]
Renown: C-List.
1-3; Consume all types of corpses to evolve and then head east into Kansas, practicing S2 Cross Bomb 6/8
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e0fca3 No.33998
>>33762
>>33770
"Jimmy" scowled balefully as Scrufftron unleashed a veritable torrent of metal and laser fire upon him, crashing against the psionic forcefield with an almighty clatter.
Closer and closer Scrufftron stepped, eyes narrowed beneath his bucket-like helm. His onslaught stopped only for the briefest of instants, when Q1 raised his arm to retaliate.
In that instant, the puppet recoiled sharply, shrapnel tearing apart great chunks of flesh. And before it could re-assemble its shield, Scrufftron lunged forward, clasped the crystalline fedora in one metallic hand, and crushed it.
The resulting backdraft made itself manifest in an almighty roar of psionic energy and dust. Scrufftron flew back, tumbling through the dirt once more to behold Jimmy collapsing onto the ground, limp.
But there still remained the shattered remnants of the fedora, forming themselves into a skull made of jagged crystalline parts, with a body consisting of dirt and detritus from the battle.
With a scream of fury, the now-bodyless Q1 surged forth.
BEGIN ROUND 5 OF SCRUFFTRON-VS-JIMMY 1
>>33766
1/2. You construct yourself a CAR4VAN engine, which you proceed to bolt onto the jazzbarge, enabling it to run off of condensed Electroswing waves.
3. B-List Device Invention 6/10
>>33769
1. You reclaim more land.
2. Gain 3 more Mechanized New Moscow Troops.
3. You sling the machine over your shoulder and make your way to the Mastermind's staging post… see below.
>>33773
1. Your attempt at increasing your sorcerous powers fail, for something jams your progress…
2. New Body Transfer 10/16.66
3. Your articifers try to teach your engineering team the finer arts of artifice and magic…
But they don't get the chance. Jazzbarge after jazzbarge screams in from the northeast, all of them loaded to bear and possessing at least SOME magic-oriented skeletons as part of their payload… Jack, it seems, had backup, though there is no sign of the houngan himself.
>>33774
1. Subsonic Wave Gun 9/12
2. Super Strength Gene Augments 1/6
3. Scorpio brings up his cellphone to check progress on the GiLiMeSS– but the thing explodes in his hand…
See below.
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e0fca3 No.33999
>>33777
1. CORE Research 3/6
2. B-List Device Invention 8/15
3. Gain 16 Scientists. 10 of your Green Soldiers are now Veteran Soldiers.
>>33795
>>33824
White met purple in a crackling discharge of energy and raw fury, Pulse advancing slowly upon his mortally wounded doppleganger. Cadence grit his metal teeth together and hung his head as he flung both arms out to keep the oncoming stream of corrosive energy at bay.
With each step the intensity of Pulse's blast increased, and with each step Cadence grew that much weaker.
Twenty feet.
Fifteen.
Ten. The crackling arcs of pink energy from the two beams carved great lines of glass into the sand.
Five. So close that Pulse could reach out and punch his double, and he made to do so, bringing Cadence to his knees with a sustained blast from one hand.
As Pulse conjured a shimmering energy blade and lunged forward, Cadence's eyes contracted, and in a flash of pink light he was gone. Pulse's energy blast surged into the sea, cutting a blinding white path through the roiling waters before exploding far out into the bay in a miniature supernova, sending a miniature storm surge crashing along the beachhead.
Pulse had won. But his foe still lived.
Gain A-List Weapon Creation.
Gain [Cadence's Helmet].
Your super-team has fended off the other skeletons. They're getting quite good at this.
>>33821
3. You register it all into the METAL DETECTOR archiving it all and editing out any transient bits of jazz.
2. Your men have fought hard to keep their land, and though they have been pushed back, they, upon hearing of your victory, surge forward to sieze more lands…
1. As you send out the order to bring in survivors of the almighty brawl, you hear a distant whistling noise, and the sounds of SMOOTH JAZZ.
See below.
>>33829
1. You head on back to your place at record time, receiving a warm welcome from your gang.
2. Demon-Hug Tune-Up 2/6
3. You ride out with your boys against the skeleton menace… and find yourself face-to-face with an oncoming surge of skeleton troops, platoons of Cyber Skeleton soldiers backed up by Skelehulks and strange airtank-clad skeletons with green highlights to their armor…
>>33843
1/2/3. Rallying the prisoners to you, you blitz forward with weapon in hand, carving through skeleton after skeleton. Your fellow supers and the very few non-super prisoners all rally behind you, awed, but they don't fare as well. There are casualties.
Soon, though, the escapees make their way to a high, pipe-laden wall. With precision, Lord Deadly carves his way through several key support points, and the thing falls, giving the survivors a solid shot at freedom!
Lord Deadly is quite far away from the Baron… but he has, now, a small cadre of grateful escapees…
Gain 8 [Veteran Survivors].
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e0fca3 No.34000
>>33842
1. A-list Super Sorcery 14/25
2. V.U. Mobility 6/12
3. You construct your Scrying Tower– and with a bonus! They've attuned the ley-line bricks just right!
Gain [Empowered Scrying Tower].
4. Atlantis has seen no sign of Waldough, and the Brineborn are loathe to venture near to the Triangle, for strange and terrible things lie far beneath the waves, beyond the reach of even the sorcerers of old!
In his scrying, though, Vladimire does come across some good news.
Waldough, it seems, has run afoul of the Skeletons! Snippets of his and his friends' flight are transmitted, for the boy is too scared to properly focus on his Fuccumency! They flee southward!
>>33895
1. Progress on the augment is not forthcoming, for Terra refuses to work so long as Max blares Linkin Park at full volume…
2. Gain A-List Cutting!
3. Gain C-List Pain Channeling! B-List Pain Channeling 2/10
>>33855
POWERS: [C-List Morphic Form], [C-List Animal Control], [D-List Regeneration], [D-List Nanite Infection]
FOLLOWERS: Nanite-Morphed Buck, Nanite-Morphed Seahawk.
WEAKNESS: All As One - You cannot have followers or allies that have not been inundated with your nanites, and, indeed, the urge to spread your nanite "gift" is almost natural. These nanite-morphed "allies" are highly receptive to you, but are not directly under your control.
>>33896
1/3. You move to begin swallowing up the D.O.O.M and demonic dead– but before you can, your… ear-equivalents perk up to the sounds of SMOOTH JAZZ in the distance!
See below.
>>33764
>>33798
>>33825
"I am here to destroy you, King Bob. I will not fail."
With that, the magical machine winked out of existence as Bob cut through his wall, appearing behind him even as he whipped his air-blades far forward. The robot snarled and curled a hand into a fist, bringing it down in a surge of fire and magma upon Bob's back.
As Bob twisted with super-speed to counter, he was met with a raging torrent of flame that hurled him dangerously close to the fire's edge. The magic machine folded his arms imperiously as fireball after fireball was lobbed at Bob's form, exploding in gouts of flame that further weakened and scorched the vampiric hero.
Bob merely grit his perfect, plasticky teeth and settled into another ready stance…
YOU ARE NOW LIGHTLY WOUNDED.
BEGIN ROUND 2 OF MORGOTH BOB-VS-CYBER MONGOZO
>>33771
>>33772
With a lift of an arm, Dragoon hurled a scathing tide of dirt and rock up towards Quartet 2, hoping to hamper his sight and muck up his machines.
But the hero woefully underestimated just how powerful Q2's sonic abilites seemed to be. With a single high-pitched blast, the cloud was utterly annihilated and dispersed far, far away, and Dragoon was pummeled by a concussive onslaught of sound that was strong enough to shatter the ground beneath his feet and knock his survivors some distance away. Gritting his teeth to withstand the sonic onslaught, Dragoon reached his hands up and tried pulling the ship's hull this way and that– but it was no use. He could not concentrate through the jazz-filled cacophany of sound.
"COME ON, NOW! I KNOW YOU CAN DO BETTER THAN THAT!" cackled Trumpet Wraith, pulling his instrument from his "lips" long enough to take another "breath"…
BEGIN ROUND 3 OF DRAGOON-VS-QUARTET 2, TRUMPET WRAITH
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e0fca3 No.34001
>>33896
>>33821
>>33774
>>33769
As Miss Moscovia strode into view, and the black beast that was The Shroud began to pore over the bodies of the fallen, there was an almighty burst of jazz and the screeching dirge of multiple high-speed ships.
From the heavens, from some portal opened to a snowy foreign land, a Skeleton incursion force rained down, perpendicular to the ground and slathering everything in sight with laser blasts and concussive jazz.
Standing at the prow of the foremost Mega-Barge was a thirteen foot tall figure encased in what looked like a samurai-style armor of solid platnium. In one hand was clutched a sheathed sword. In the other, a massive tetsubo whose studs glowed with psionic power.
This stranger gently, gracefully detached himself from the ship as it started to re-orient itsself, and he landed in the midst of the D.O.O.M. concert with a blast of psionic energy that flung bodies and survivors alike every which way. His voice rang out like some sort of synthetic drum:
"You defy the Legions for the last time, D.O.O.M. For your crimes against us, you will pay.
With your lives."
THE CRITFAIL THRESHOLD IS NOW LOWERED TO 1, AS THE SKELETONS BEGIN CONSERVING THEIR FORCES IN THE WAKE OF UNPRECEDENTED OPPOSITION.
POST.
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e0fca3 No.34004
| Rolled 42, 52, 94 = 188 (3d100) |
>>33755
Name: Michael White
Age:22
Blood Type: A
Signature Color: same weird green color I had before
Domain: the remnants of architect territory
Powers: C-List Regeneration, C-List Device Invention, C-List Tool Creation, Super Intellect
Equipment: 1 Plasma Spatula
[Defunct Power Armor Factory]
[BOIblast Blueprints]
1. Bleh if I wish to build a proper laboratory I need to get the government set up again to provide me with taxes. I will gather what remnants of the old government there is and reform it. I don't much care who is in charge so long as taxes flow and order prevails.
2. I need to get this power armor factory pumping again as well. I should be able to replicate the D-list crap Gregory was pumping out. Thankfully he didn't progress it much or else It would be beyond my current skills to do so.
3. I can not slack off at all. With me in charge now my skills must rapidly improve. Begin working on B-list Regeneration
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e0fca3 No.34008
| Rolled 25, 38, 45, 47 = 155 (4d100) |
Name: Lord Vladimire
Age: 60
Origin Story: born to magically gifted parents who immigrated to texas from britain, he was taught the ways of magic, but his father abused both himself and his mother, leaving him with deep scars in childhood. he looked into black magic at an early age in secret, further festering the growing evil in his heart. when his father killed his mother by beating her, furious he killed his own father with his a forbidden spell, the death thunderbolt, which drains the life out of whoever it strikes.
from that day on he would grow to become one of the most notorious figures in magical society, taking the name Vladimire, and gathering an army of cultists and amassing in yet more dark magic. his trademark use of electromagic combined with black magic earned him the title of the "Lighting-DeathLord"
Vladimire is one of the few surviving members D.O.O.M. He was also notorious as being absent, missing very many meetings of D.O.O.M as he had been devoted much of his time trying to hunt down Waldough Whaters, the only person to ever escape him, and prophesied to be the Chosen One who will defeat him. this saved his life, as he was not there to be destroyed with the rest of D.O.O.M., but he also lost most of his followers to the skeleton attack.
he has returned to gather his strength again, and vows that no skeleton will get in the way of him finding and killing "the Child who Hid."
Blood Type: None
Signature Color: Lavender
Domain: somewhere in Texas
Superpowers: [B-List Super Sorcery], [B-List Electricity Control], [C-List Electricity Resistance]
Structures: Ley Node, V.U., [Brineborn Nest] [Empowered Scrying Tower]
Equipment: [Dark Lord's Cloak], [Dark Lord's Wand], [7 Magical Batteries][Scuba Gear][Harpoon Gun][Brineborn Allies] [Nice Yacht][Small Boat Squadron][EVIL Wax][Strange Mermaid Trident][1 Jazzbarge Wreckage][5 Skeleton Scrap]
Followers: [3 Death Beaters][2 Novice Death Beaters][Wendigo Tribe][Brineborn Allies][8 Rot Sirens]
Training: [Amphibious Combat Tactics]
Weakness: [Waldough Whaters And The Shocking Susceptibility] - You are one of the last surviving members of D.O.O.M, the Distinguished Order Of Malefactors. Your dark power is hindered, of course, by the existence of Waldough Whaters, a fleet-footed yet courageous boy. You are at a drastic penalty to interactions with Superheros or innocent folk. Roll an additional unmodified 1d100 per turn: this represents what Waldough is up to as he eludes your grasp…
A-list Super Sorcery 14/25
V.U. Mobility 6/12
#1 the Dark Lords ritual continues. A-list Super Sorcery 14/25
#2 V.U. Mobility 6/12
#3 Vladimire desires a new army of wizards and witches trained in the dark arts, and to do this he must populate his black academy. the Dark Lord orders his men to find a hopper semi-truck, to fill it with water and place the rot sirens within, where they can sing into the air. they are to go and use the song of the sirens to mesmerize wizards and witches, especially children, using their magical song to hypnotize them out of their hiding places. they are given a choice: join the Death Beaters or die and join a zombie. the wendigos and brineborn by the rivers will aid in enforcing this on the wayward wizards, who alone and scattered should be too weak to resist. the Dark Lord himself will use the new Empowered Scrying Tower to pierce their concealment charms and point to where they are hiding in Texas. new dark acolytes will be recruited.
+Empowered Scrying Tower
+8 Rot Sirens
+B-List Super Sorcery
#4 where is Waldough. with his new tower finished, and the Whaters boy so preoccupied with escape, the Dark Lord takes up this opportunity in full, detailing anything and everything of the boys position he can use to his advantage. Vladimire marks what landmarks, signs, or markers are along his path of flight, what can guide him to his location once his castle is on the move. if he gets separated from one of his friends while fleeing, he could capture one of them instead and so use them as bait to lure the boy out.
+Empowered Scrying Tower
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e0fca3 No.34012
| Rolled 10, 13, 23 = 46 (3d100) |
>>33998
Name: Scruftron- (Real name Scruffy)
Age: 28
Origin Story: Once a mild mannered entry-level Janitor at a secret military instillation, Pvt. Scruffy was selected for secret goverment experiments in creating Artificial supers. He was infused with Neodymium enriched Iron as a substitute for the iron in his blood. The effect of this experiment gave the gift of Magnetism! He could fling great blocks of steel with a flick of the wrist! Pry open vault doors with his mind! Bend spoons! The potential was limitless! Except that the metal actually had to be magnetic… And he's afraid of spiders
Blood Type: AB-
Signature Color: Orange
Domain: somewhere in Nebaska
Superpowers: [B-List Magnetism], [B-List Janitorial Skills], [B-List Staff Combat]
Equipment:
+ [Psi-Adamant Carapace]
+ [Super Strong Strange Naginata]
+ [Psi-Adamant Warboots]
+[Heavy Laser Spray]
>Extra Equipment:
+[Psion-Alloy Armor]
+[Cyber Alloy Armor]
+[Janitorial Armor D-list]
>Allies:
+[The Psychonaut]
>Followers:
+[1 Janitorial Captains]
+[23 Janitor Elites]
+[3 Janitors]
+[14 Janitor Strippers]
+[Doctor Phillip]
+[Computer Whiz Jimmy]
+[Windex] - the Invisible Marauder.
+ [Bucketboy] - the water-slinging floorwasher.
+ [Scour] - the bombshell that can disintegrate objects with her touch.
+ [Harvey] - a mountain of a man that soaks up punishment like a sponge.
+[Dura-Dong] - Man with a Iron will, and a Iron Cock.
Renown: B-list
Weakness: [Eight Legged Freaks] - Spiders and spider-like creatures give you a severe penalty to all rolls.
>Buildings:
+[Ultra-Advanced Laser Repeater Factory]
+[Scruff Base-Heavy Metal Version]+[EMP Fields]&[Tank Traps]&[Tank Turret Emplacement]
+ [Forge]
>Other Stuff
+ [Hunk Of Steel Sculpture].
+ [Low Weapons Supply]
+ [Scruffy's Porn Stash]
+ [Skelly Scrap Research]
+[Repulsion Tech]
+[Abandoned Tactical]
+[26 Scrufftech Laser Repeaters] +8/turn
+[70 Skeleton Scrap]
+[1 Repurposed Jazzbarge]
+[Quartet 3's Head]
+[Super Laser Pointer]
+[Masterwork War Bucket]
+[Inert "Doxy"]
>Research
Skeley Virus 3/8
Questionably Placed Cyber Grafting 16/???
A-List Magnetism 16/20
Janitorial Barracks 1/4
[Lightly Wounded]
1/2/3. "You appear to be upset, there is no need to be angry my dear friend. We are merely playing a game."
Scrufftron notes that the golem that Q1 has made for himself has been fashioned from detritus and dirt, bits of metal and soil. He smiled knowingly.
"Now lets have a little bit of fun, I'll be the puppet master, and you can tangled up in your strings."
And with that Scrufftron focused his magnetic might on manipulating the metal in Q1's new body, twisting it, shaping it, tearing it apart. This was his domain now, and the aberration before him would pay for its hubris.
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e0fca3 No.34014
| Rolled 86, 33, 39 = 158 (3d100) |
>>34000
Name: Lord "Dracula" Bob, King of Greater Wisconsin, "The Wisconsin Vampire", Once and Future King
Age: 30
Origin Story: Fell into a vat of high performance makeup designed for athletes who want to look nice. Which was place conveniently near a costume department store. The fangs make it hard for him to chew and his super powered body needs a lot of nutrients so he drinks all his meals with a nibble hear and there. His now pristine and flawless white skin is very sensitive to light. Before all that he was just a jobless actor who made bad poetry and puns and lived in closet of an apartment with no windows in the basement in a bad neighborhood.
Blood Type: D for Drinks A Lot
Signature Color: Blood Red
Domain: Transylvania Forest (Milwaukee), Greater Wisconsin, New Camelot
Superpowers: [B-List Super Strength], [A-List Super Speed], [C-List Super Stealth], [B-List Hypnotism], [A-List Swordsmanship], [Psionic Resistance]
Weakness: [Sorta Vampirish] - Being in sunlight causes pain and blindness. Most actions must be done during the night, or underground. You can more or less only eat liquids. Fire does extreme damage to you since the makeup is, apparently, napalm-based.
Equipment:[Hang-Glider]. [Excalibur], [Skeleton Alloy Pants],[Retrofitted Psiadamant Gauntlets], [Purple Crystal Globe](Flail with claw-machine-esque clutch),
5 [Skeleton Laser Rifles]. 28 [Skeleton Scrap],[Skeleton Alloy Gauntlets]
Followers: 8 Teenagers, 2 Dr.Handymen (Dr. Richards and Dr. Frakensteen), 2 Vampire Apprentice [Pa'Trikk The EverCrispy], [Wisconsin Super-Governor],[Elijah "Dark Sanguinus" Blake], [Werewolf Tribe]
Renown: [B-List]
Buildings: Trap-Filled Castle - Heavily Damaged, 4 [Watchtowers],[Training Room], 3 [Radio Towers],
[Transports ready]
[Giga Scorpia Corpse]
Globe Researched. - Potential Control Locus for vehicle. Skeleton tactics deleted and skeletons weakened.
[Tentative Bigfoot Allies?]
A-List Super Strength 7/20
Chicago Conquest 1/6
Lightly Wounded
ROUND 2
123
Diving and rolling to avoid the fireballs like some kind of pale greek god with danger sense Bob was getting closer.
"Frankly, I never really liked magic casters"
Bringing the weight of an uppercut into an air-blade, ready to put both hands on Excalibur and bring it down on the offending hand the machine had used in its un-chivalrous strike from behind.
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e0fca3 No.34016
| Rolled 59, 38, 92 = 189 (3d100) |
>>33999
Name: The Hell-Rider
Age: 26
Origin Story: Douglas Green was just a simple biker before one day he was gunned down in by a member of a rival gang. His soul was sucked directly to help were he was tormented for all of his wrong doings in life. Douglas was however was no ordinary man and set about planning his escape from hell. Taking to ambushing and eating the lesser demon-kin he found himself twisting in both body and mind as he made his way towards the limits of Hell. How exactly he got out at that point not even he remembers is finding himself back in his hometown by the ruins of his old watering hole. Finding himself in the wreckage of the world now ruled by Iron-Bones he has set off to make things right and maybe redeem his soul on the way.
Blood Type: O
Signature Color: Purple
Domain: Northern Texas
Powers: [A-List Fire Resistance][A-List Demonic Transformation (gives A-List Super Strength, A-List Endurance and D-List Flight)][C-List Motorcycling][B-List Guitar Skills] Demon-Hog:[B-List Super Speed]
Weakness: [Devil's Reject] - You fought your way out of Hell, but Hell wants your black soul back. Your critical failures can attract OTHER types of attention, you are harmed and repelled by objects of faith, and banishing magic is particularly deadly to you.
Equipment: Hellforged Chain, Demon-Hog, Demonhide Jacket,Wrathful Holy Stratocaster
Assets: [Old Biker Clubhouse]
[3 Grenades]
Followers: 2 Old Ladies, 9 Road Warriors, 1 Road Huntress, 4 Bikers
—–
1-3. Is that all you skeleton fucks have! Let's RIP AND TEAR BOYS!
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e0fca3 No.34021
| Rolled 88, 80, 72 + 10 = 250 (3d100) |
>>34014
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e0fca3 No.34022
| Rolled 95, 55 + 10 = 160 (2d100) |
>>34012
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e0fca3 No.34024
| Rolled 83, 58, 92 = 233 (3d100) |
>>34000
Name: Alex "Dragoon" Walker
Age: Twenties
Origin Story: Was a Normal Guy until the Spirit of a very old and powerful(at one point) Earth Dragon possessed his body, Now He fights to become strong a retake the world, one rock at a time.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Green
Domain: Northern Georgia, Most of Alabama, most of Mississippi
>Superpowers:
[A-List Rock Manipulation]
[A-List Endurance]
[B-List Metal Manipulation] (A 6/20)
[Maximum Dragon Rock Fusion]
[C-List Super Strength]
[B-List Dragon's Breath]
[C-List Physical Fitness]
>Equipment:
[Fortified Base.]
[Enhanced fortifications]
[Improved Infrastructure]
[Superhard Fortresses]
[Skeleton Alloy Ammo]
[Anti-air defenses]
[7 Radio Towers (can reach anywhere East of the Rockies]
[Advanced Training Room.]
[Alloy Armor]
[Fortified Basic Research Lab]
[Basic Skelescrap Forge!]
Mantlespear 2/12
>Followers:
[Mayor of Atlanta]
[18 Armored Veteran Survivors]
3 Scientists
>Research
Jazzhulk Research 3/6.
Renown: B-list
Status: Fine
1-3. Throw up some rock walls to give cover and obscure it's ability to find me. Throw shards and serpents and spires of earth and metal at the barge, all I need is one penetrating hit to flood it's vitals with earth and to deform it metal hull. Keep moving, of course, those sonics hurt, and staying still only lets him bombard me more.
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e0fca3 No.34025
| Rolled 16, 29 + 45 = 90 (2d100) |
>>34024
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e0fca3 No.34028
| Rolled 98, 25, 91 = 214 (3d100) |
>>33998
Name: Kaza'kazdun
Age: 10,000
Origin Story: A long forgotten spirit of magic brought forth from the Chaos Wilds in an attempt to help fight the skellitons. Who knew that trying to take something from a place called the Chaos Wilds would have unknown consequences on the summoner and spirit.
Blood Type: none
Signature Color: brownish
Domain: bum fuck Georgia
Superpowers: [B-list Super Sorcery], [D-List Super Stealth], [Psionic Resistance], [Summoner Health Boost], [D-List Artificing], [Enhanced Vision], [Almost-Super Charisma]
Equipment: [Weak Wand Of Magic Missile], [Magic Cutlery], Ikea Wands, [Tiny Enchanted Gun Stockpile], [Chocolatizing Coffee Mug], [Magical Hippy Van][Reagent Supply]
+ 1 Skeleton Scrap
+ 1 Strange Magical Object
+ 1 Ley Line Node
+ 1 [Magical Alter]
+ [Reinforced Devil's Bronze Body] ([C-List Flight][D-List Super Strength][D-List Super Speed])
+ [Meagre Tome]
+ [Slightly Less Meagre Tome]
Followers: 6 Cultists trained in magic, 8 Novice Artificer, Chaos Wolves, Charlie Company, [C.C. War Machine], 7 [Rust Monsters], 4 golems, 8 Engineers
Weakness: This Mortal Coil - You are bound to the increasingly unstable, relatively fragile shell of your summoner. If he dies, you're banished.
Renown: Starts at D-List.
Domain: [Basic Magical Populace]
In progress:
A-List Super Sorcery 15/25
New Body Transfer 10/16.66
1-3. I'm getting real tired of this shit. Create a force sphere about the size of a baseball and super heat the air within it to plasma. Then send it flying into the fleet. If they dispel it they get hit with a plasma explosion, if they don't I will.
+B-List Super sorcery
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e0fca3 No.34042
| Rolled 60, 99, 39 = 198 (3d100) |
Name: Real name Eva Foxx Cover name Steel wall.
Age: 17 years
Origin Story: Eva was a child prodigy in the field of robotics, she even managed to make a working robotic arm at the age of 13 and was accepted into collage roughly a year later. She was just a normal person in collage when the skeletons came, during the invasion she did the only thing she really could do at that point and hid in her collage dorm room hoping that everything would be okay, and it was okay, for her anyway. She then set up shop scavanging what she could and started to make something that would let her fight back against the skeletons and, after a long while of hard work, testing, failing, even more testing, she finally managed to make a basic protective suit of power armor for herself. It doesn't mater how its done all that matters is taking back this land, if not in the name of the USA in the name of humanity.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Bronze….ish
Domain: Grand Rapids, Michigan
Superpowers: [Super Intellect] [C-List Device Invention 6/10 to B] [C-List Tool Creation]
Equipment: [Improved Tech Lab] [C-List Power Armor] [C-List Cyber-Harness] [Repaired College Base] [Psion-Free Eswingbarge]
Under construction: [Nothing]
Followers: No one…yet
Renown: Starts at D-List, still at D-List
1,2 "Wonderful! I'll have to try it out later, but first, more tinkering" [More training]
3 "Actually, I should try to make some improvements to my armor so I have a higher survival chance in case I start losing a fight or something goes horribly wrong."
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e0fca3 No.34043
| Rolled 24, 4, 92 = 120 (3d100) |
>>33999
>Name: Max Valcroix, AKA Pulse
>Age: 18
>Origin Story: Pulse is the child of two powerful and famous A-list superheroes, Monolith and Ice Raven. After the accidental murder of a A-list villain by misjudging a combination attack, both turned themselves in to the police in shame. The judge gave them an incredibly harsh sentence in a power play, simultaneous life in a specialized prison with no visitation rights and the government has refused to release them under any circumstances. The incident forced Max out of the public eye, raised by his Grandfather in mid-Florida. Growing up with the power to control and shape raw energy into pulses, weapons and shields and a serious hatred for authority, Pulse has donned an all-black and gray costume to contrast his Parent's silver and red, and sworn to show up the police and do what they can't.
>Blood Type: O+
>Signature Color: White, the color of his energy pulses.
>Domain: Florida.
>Superpowers: [A-list Energy Blast], [A-List Energy Shield], [A-List Weapon Creation], [A-List Physical Fitness], [Psionic Resistance].
>Equipment: [Mid-Tech Secret Base (Cavern under High School), +Hidden], [High-Speed Motorcycle (Super)], [Army Base], [Tattered Father's Costume], [League Communicator], [Cadence's Helmet]
>Followers: Grandpa (Running Secret Base), [Florida Resistance (Trained)], [Resistance Government], [Mark and Michelle - Fire and Ice twins], [Sophia - Electric Girl], [Julio - Healer], [David, Psionic Amputee]
>Renown: B-List
1. Not dead, maybe, but wounded enough. I doubt I'll ever see that scumbag again. Regardless, these coasts are safe for now, and we've struck a blow to the Legions. That's more than good enough for now. Time to get back to training. [Train A-List Energy Blast]
2-3: Speaking of training, it looks like the New League and Resistance are making significant progress. I should spend some time working with each of them - especially the New League. If they're getting over their differences, it puts us one step closer to taking down Skeleton Prime.
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e0fca3 No.34047
| Rolled 17, 46, 59 = 122 (3d100) |
Name: The Mastermind
Age: At least 100
http://pastebin.com/jqJPHFCr
>Blood Type: AB+
>Signature Color: Dark Red
>Domain: New Mexico
>Superpowers: [Super Intellect], [D-List Device Invention] [Awesome Scar] [B-List Entropy] [D-List Sonic Blast (Rock-N-Roll)][D-List Super Singing]
>>33896
>>33774
>>33769
"Members and allies of the glorious DOOM! My forces are depleted, I must go and recruit some more. I will be delivering heavy artillery shortly, just buy me some time to prepare another force against this threat!"
1. Ride for the ROCK STAR I need its communications tower. Use my [Hellforged Microphone] to call upon the glorious citizens of DOOM far and wide to join their nearest DOOMilitary barracks for immediate conscription, we need regiments! We have won a great victory, but now the skeletal forces are on the march, remember the fallen and take up the laser rifle!
"The MASTERMIND calls upon you!"
Recruit some regiments.
2. I want that DOOMilitary Factory finished now. We need armored support. 8/10
3. Get the ROCK STAR up and running, give the bridge crew the recordings of our records from the METAL DETECTOR, we shall prepare to blast the foe with concentrated ROCK AND ROLL LASER.
Prepare targeting sequence!
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e0fca3 No.34066
| Rolled 74, 69, 17 = 160 (3d100) |
>>34000
Name: Silver Cloud. Formerly Nicholas Nikmahs
Age: 22
Origin Story: http://pastebin.com/qpJf9LX2
Blood Type: Formerly O.
Signature Color: Light Grey.
Domain: Baltimore, Maryland.
Superpowers: [C-List Morphic Form], [C-List Animal Control], [D-List Regeneration], [D-List Nanite Infection]
Weakness:
All As One - You cannot have followers or allies that have not been inundated with your nanites, and, indeed, the urge to spread your nanite "gift" is almost natural. These nanite-morphed "allies" are highly receptive to you, but are not directly under your control.
Equipment: Nothing
Followers: Nanite-Morphed Buck, Nanite-Morphed Seahawk.
Renown: D-List
1. The entity patrols Baltimore, looking for crime and stopping it. It takes extra care to not kill as the humanity says that is a wrong. Troublesome.
2. The entity focuses upon it’s nanites, seeking to improve and grow them. Specifically, the regeneration function. [Upgrade regeneration]
3. After the entity works on the regeneration function it turns its attention to another one, its ability to claim allies can be called the root of its existence. Despite the humanities protests improving its ability to make new allies could only be of aid. [upgrade nanite infection]
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e0fca3 No.34088
| Rolled 85, 62, 84 = 231 (3d100) |
>>34001
Name: Hank Scorpio
Age: Average
Origin Story:
This incredible visionary is a genius entrepreneur who made lots of money with all sorts of space weapon technology. Which is also where his ambitions lie. In space. But all that aside for now, born with incredible super intelligence Hank Scorpio does whatever he can to provide a relaxed work environment for all his employees while they bring about the end of the world. Or happen to save it.
Blood Type: ABC
Signature Color: Pink
Domain: Phoenix, Arizona
Superpowers:
+ Super Intellect
+ OMEGA Regeneration Chip
+ Laser Integration System
+ C-List Bass Playing
+ C-List Physical Fitness
+ D-List Device Invention
+ D-List Tool Creation
+ D-List Bass Playing
Followers:
+ A-Team
+ 4 Living Metal Corporate Executives
+ 31 Scorpion Mercenaries
+ 28 Living Metal Mercs
+ 6 Living Metal Mercs (Living Metal Merc Captives) - probably ded?
+ Weapons Expert
Equipment:
+ [Orange Suit]
+ [Particle Acceleration Cannon]
+ [Quartet 4's Psi-Plasma Warstaff]
+ [Hell-Touched Bass Guitar]
+ Blueprint Briefcase
+ Medium-High Funds
+ 8 Energy Rifles
+ 3 [Space Rockets]
+ [Psion Tainted Fragments]
Renown: C-List
Buildings:
+ Research Lab
+ Ad-Tech Factory
+ Auto Training Facility
+ Upgraded Research Lab
Tech:
+ Flawless Biomechanical Regeneration Tech (A-list Regeneration, C-List Endurance)
+ Living Steel Alloy -> Living Alloy Bill (Mercs will be converted to Living Alloy at reasonable rate)
+ Metal Augmentation (Regeneration, Fitness, Split Bodyparts)
+ Superpower Dampener [Locked Out] 4/15
+ Subsonic Wave Gun 9/12
+ GiLiMeSS 19/20
+ Super Strength Gene Augments 1/6
1. Scorpio's ear regenerated rather quickly, the migraine however stayed. Nothing was ever easy in this world. They would need more Living Metal Mercs to thwart whatever threat had creeped out of the void this time around. Certainly they could not rely on their allies alone to handle this unfortunate situation and the Samurai robot would not only be bent on the destruction of DOOM.
2. Beginning the mass production of Subsonic Wave Guns for the LMM was essential to the next phase of Scoprio's grand scheme. Which was to survive the massive shitstorm that was about to unfold about all of what used to be the US.
+ Subsonic Wave Gun 9/12
3. Scorpio carefully touched GiLiMeSS with a finger.
+ GiLiMeSS 19/20
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e0fca3 No.34123
| Rolled 9, 89, 40 = 138 (3d100) |
>>Name: Paradox (Alexandra Kein)
>>Age: Mid-Late 30's. Don't be rude about it.
>>Origin Story: Daughter of a scientist that never really seemed to do anything while Alexandra was around, Alexandra resented the father that was never there and his insistence that she follow in his shallow footsteps as a scientist. When the jazz skeletons attacked, he sent her far from their home in New York State to the Dakotas. Mumbling about 'having to destroy every scrap of it' and 'now it was her turn', he thrust a small notebook into her grasp and told her to 'reactivate the program'. Inside was gibberish, until one day she dropped the journal and saw the message from the correct angle. "Enemy: Unknown." The strange figures that looked like little grey men on several pages began to make sense.
>>Blood Type: O+
>>Signature Color: Dark Yellow
>>Domain: South-Western South Dakota
>>Superpowers: [C-List Device Invention], [Super Intellect], [Outsider Tech Knowledge] [D-List Whip Combat] [C-List Guitar Skills] [D-List Xeno-Armor]
>>Equipment: [Armored Labcoat Disguise], [Antique Laser Rifle],[Prototype Laser Whip], [Passkey], [Tiny Xenolab], [Pacified "HellBuster", No Warranty][SHSG Guitar] [Slightly Holy Showerhead]
>>Followers: 13 Veteran Soldiers, 20 Green Soldiers; 16 Scientists
>>Renown: D-List
>>Communications: Radio - listen across USA. broadcast 1 state radius.
>>Projects:[B-List Device Invention 8/15] [CORE Research 3/6]
>>Misc: 4 [Skeleton Scrap]
1.
What a strange thing, this CORE. Paradox feels as if she is understanding it, but it is just so… non-descriptive.
[Investigate the CORE] [3/6]
+[Super Intellect] [Outsider Tech Knowledge][C-List Device Invention] [16 Scientists]
2.
Paradox continues to tinker. Was that the sound of a battle above the Mastermind's base? Crap.
[B-List Device Invention 8/15]
+[Super Intellect] [Outsider Tech Knowledge][C-List Device Invention]
3.
Paradox grumbles about Mastermind's base constantly being under attack these days.
"Deamon, get off my back so I can make a better suit of armor and wear it."
Converting [Skeleton Scrap] to Xeno Armor, Paradox upgrades her [Armored Labcoat Disguise].
+ [Skeleton Scrap] x4, [C-List Device Invention], [Super Intellect], [Outsider Tech Knowledge], [D-List Xeno-Armor]
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e0fca3 No.34147
| Rolled 16, 53, 81 = 150 (3d100) |
>>34001
Name: The Shroud
Age: Time Immemorial
Origin Story: Here since the beginning, the invasion and overthrow of the governments by the robots disturb its slumber. Actually really intelligent and has decided to pose as a super villain to gain more power.
Blood Type: Lcl
Signature Color: Dark Black
Domain: Redding
Superpowers: [B-List Super Strength]; [A-List Super A.T Shield]; [A-List Regeneration], [Max Limbs (8)]; [D-List Spook-Vision]; [C-List S2 Cross Bomb 6/8]
Weakness: [Horror From Beyond] - You inspire dread and fear in everyday people. Good luck getting followers or allies.
Equipment: Spoon Collection; [Billie's Bounce Core]
Followers: [The LOBBRs (League Of Bargain Bin Rejects)]
Renown: C-List.
1-3; Focus on destroying and consuming the small skellingtons first. I'm still hungry after the battle.
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e0fca3 No.34158
| Rolled 79, 41, 68 = 188 (3d100) |
>>34001
>Name:
Loria Tarasovich / Miss Moscovia
>Superpowers:
[A-List Super Growth] (gives [B-List Super Strength (A 9/20)+B-List Endurance (A 6/20)]), [B-List Regeneration]
>Weaknesses:
[Blinded Right Eye]
>Equipment:
[Yellow-Black Jumpsuit]
[Lord Hoyt (Imprisoned)]
[Inert Jazz Barges] x5
[Mangled Room 608 Wreck]
1&2: The Slavic woman just scoffed at the counter-attack from the skeletrons, as it seems like the fight that the Mastermind asked for support in isn't over yet… Lifting the large scraps that is scattered across the stadium, Miss Moscovia went to town against the metallic barges.
3: Meanwhile, with Oregon now safely in RSA hands, the Commander in Chief ordered the mechanized troops to mobilise to the east of D.O.O.M's holdings, unaware that they will end up assisting them in fighting back against the counterattack from the skeletrons.
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e0fca3 No.34159
>>34004
1. Government Reconstruction 1/3
2. Power Armor Factory Restart 1/6
3. B-List Regeneration 4/15
>>34016
1/2/3. You and your men surge forward and meet the Skeleton incursion headon, tearing apart mech after mech and breaking the skeleton ranks into smoldering husks.
It's not enough, though– they just keep coming, and always from a fixed point in the disatnce. The boys point towards it in the midst of their beating and brawling, just barely holding their own…
+8 Skeleton Scrap
>>34008
1. A-List Super Sorcery 15/25
2. V.U. Mobility 7/12
3. The truck is filled with water, filled with rot sirens, and slathered in all sorts of pro-V.U. regalia and symbolism. However, even with the scrying tower, it's hard convincing wizards to join up… and some direct your float to mortal prey.
Gain [Rot Siren P.R. Float]. Gain 1 [Zombie Platoon]. You can use the float to try and recruit more Death Beaters… or zombies…
4. Buoys…. yachts…. swamps? Fried chicken outlets? The Waldough boy seems to be hunting for Fried Chicken outlets– and they put their anti-scrying Fuccumency shields up when they do! Perhaps Fried Chicken has some importance to the boy?
>>34042
1/2. C-List Device Invention 9/10
3. B-List Power Armor 1/8
>>34043
1. Seeing that you are at the zenith of your ability in energy blasts, you find another way of training…
D-List ??? 1/5
2/3. You continue training the Florida Resistance, and your own New Leaguers…
Gain 2 more units of [Trained Florida Resistance].
>>34047
1. Gain 1 [DOOMtrooper Regiment]… which you promptly lose as a laser-filled jazzy hell opens up in the sky and the platnium samurai blitzes through soldiers on the ground.
2. You get word that the DOOMilitary Factory has been erected. Gain [DOOMilitary Factory].
3. The Rock Star begins ascending from its launching station, but your engineers inform you of a problem– at the maximum altitude it can reach keeping into account the War Wall shield, you run a risk of extreme danger close!
Regardless, once it's up, it won't go down. It'll be at targeting altitude next turn.
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e0fca3 No.34160
>>34066
1. You scour what little is left of Baltimore, and destroy not only petty villains living under Prime's bootheel but also errant Skeleton patrols.
2. C-List Regeneration 2/10
3. You fail at your first attempts to find suitable hosts for your nanite "gift."
>>34088
1. Gain 20 Living Metal Mercs. Your forces are en-route to your position to help beat back the skeletal threat.
2. Subsonic Wave Gun 11/12
3. GiLiMeSS, at the touch of Scorpio's back-up severed finger, lit up, and the Scorpion Corp scientists surrounding it hammered the "launch" button– they would need all the help they could get, even if the top of the War Wall was still in place…
>>34123
1. Unfortunately, the CORE remains inscrutiably nondescriptive! Surely there is some kind of techno-memetic interference shield…
2. B-List Device Invention 12/15
3. "Get off of your back? No. I won't do any such thing… just tell your -constituents- that you have a hunched back…."
XenoTech Labcoat Disguise 1/6
>>34147
1/2/3. You devote all of your efforts towards consuming the skeleton infantry, not bothering to metabolize them into more power as you eat and eat and eat, mopping up many of the first-droppers before the battleships level out and begin dispersing skeletons en masse.
>>34158
1/2. You leap into the fray as DOOM's ground forces engage, tearing and punching and bashing scrap against scrap, alloy against alloy.
3. Your troops begin to move to reinforce DOOM's position, but it will be some time before they join the fight… your allies will have to rely on you, it seems.
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e0fca3 No.34162
>>34028
1/2/3. Plasma blasts char and annihilate the surrounding landscape as Kaza'kazdun, still ensorcelled within its shield, begins laying waste to the oncoming skeleton tide.
There is a horrendous screech, though, and even as some of the skeletons are melted and blasted and torn apart by the magic spirit's various forces, many reform or are shaped into more terrifying shapes by the skeletal magi accompanying the assault– they look towards the ritual and the half-transferred spirit hungrily…
>>34024
>>34025
Dragoon erects great walls of earth and sprints from barricade to barricade to avoid annihilation at the hands of Quartet 2's sonic blasts. The skeleton seems unable to catch up to his draconic foe; Dragoon cunningly carves a tunnel straight under the ground with seconds to spare before his previous spot is rendered a crater, and great arcing constructs of earth are birthed from the rock and dirt to surge towards the ship overhead. Most of them were annihilated by sonic blasts.
Except for one, which cut into the underbelly of the ship and, at Dragoon's urging, began spreading beneath the armor plating and psion-crystal wires, tearing the ship apart and cutting power to several vital thrusters. The thing began slowly drifting toward the ground when Quartet 2 sighed in frustration and gave a great flipping leap off of his sinking ship, landing neatly on his feat with trumpet in hand.
"That was my favorite ride. You're in for it now, hero."
BEGIN ROUND 4 OF DRAGOON-VS-QUARTET 2, TRUMPET WRAITH
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e0fca3 No.34164
>>34012
>>34022
Scrufftron tore away the pieces of metal within Q1's new surrogate form, triumphant.
But that triumphant expression turned to unmitigated pain when the spectre extended an earthen hand and tore Scrufftron's mind asunder with a blast of raw psionic energy, unlike anything he'd struggled against up until now.
Brought to a knee, Scrufftron could merely glare as Q1 brought his other hand in front, clenching both into fists and giving a sensation much like a bottle of soda being shaken, and then squeezed. Hard.
The pain would have killed Scrufftron outright had his loyal Super-Team not appeared on the horizon, shouting and sending blasts of energy and chunks of rock at Q1, forcing him to break his concentration.
The machine just turned to glare, hatefully, at the janitorial defenders.
YOU ARE NOW BADLY WOUNDED.
BEGIN ROUND 6 OF SCRUFFTRON-VS-JIMMY 1
>>34014
>>34021
"How fortunate that your glaring weakness is so easily reproduced!"
Mongozo sent scorching rays of heat and flame out at all angles as Bob ducked and weaved, deftly speeding his way closer and closer to the cybernetic sorcerer. Victory was in the pasty white palms of his hands– if he could only get behind the mechanical magician, he could destroy him!
Narrowly weaving past a whirling vortex of fire, Bob took the advantage: he sped towards Mongozo and bringing his hands up, slammed the blade of his sword down to create a cutting whirlwind of pure force at his foe's arm!
He succeeded in destroying the thing in a mess of metal and crystalline shards– but Mongozo suddenly exploded into a nimbus of flame that scoured Bob terribly, melting away great gobbets of his skin and his makeup. Mongozo reappeared in the air above, wagging a finger.
"Your dear friends approach– all too slow! I fear I'll have myself the full set mounted on my wall. Or above my -fireplace-, as it is…"
You are now [Wounded].
BEGIN ROUND 3 OF MORGOTH-BOB VS CYBER-MONGOZO
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e0fca3 No.34165
| Rolled 7 (1d100) |
>>34147
>>34158
>>34123
>>34088
>>34047
DOOM and its soldiers– and its leaders– tore apart skeleton after skeleton in the sudden blitz. But more and more kept coming out of the portal, even as the warships and Mega-Barges of the first wave began to steady out.
As for the platnium samurai? He held his blade in one hand, his tetsubo in the other, and walked through fields of laser fire with complete impunity while he turned normal men to red vapor.
Eventually, though, he looked to the Shroud and Miss Moscovia… gauging them.
BEGIN ROUND 2 OF THE ASSAULT ON DOOM HEADQUARTERS.
POST.
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e0fca3 No.34166
>>34123
>>34066
>>34047
>>34043
>>34042
>>34028
>>34016
>>34014
>>34012
>>34008
>>34004
A hasty message goes out, crackled over radio frequencies that anyone with a working radio picks up and hears:
"This is Barry Kleiner, of Free Georgia. Our greatest hero, member of the resistance, Dragoon, is fighting against Quartet 2 himsself. We are outnumbered and outgunned, and requesting any kind of aid. The opportunity to destroy a Quartet is not an opportunity we can miss. Please. The fight is occuring in northeast Lousiana, at…"
COORDINATES ARE GIVEN.
YOU MAY SPEND AN ACTION TO BACK UP THIS "DRAGOON," OR IGNORE THIS SKELETON TRAP. THE CHOICE IS YOURS.
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e0fca3 No.34168
| Rolled 22, 20, 35 = 77 (3d100) |
>>34164
Name: Scruftron- (Real name Scruffy)
Age: 28
Origin Story: Once a mild mannered entry-level Janitor at a secret military instillation, Pvt. Scruffy was selected for secret goverment experiments in creating Artificial supers. He was infused with Neodymium enriched Iron as a substitute for the iron in his blood. The effect of this experiment gave the gift of Magnetism! He could fling great blocks of steel with a flick of the wrist! Pry open vault doors with his mind! Bend spoons! The potential was limitless! Except that the metal actually had to be magnetic… And he's afraid of spiders
Blood Type: AB-
Signature Color: Orange
Domain: somewhere in Nebaska
Superpowers: [B-List Magnetism], [B-List Janitorial Skills], [B-List Staff Combat]
Equipment:
+ [Psi-Adamant Carapace]
+ [Super Strong Strange Naginata]
+ [Psi-Adamant Warboots]
+[Heavy Laser Spray]
>Extra Equipment:
+[Psion-Alloy Armor]
+[Cyber Alloy Armor]
+[Janitorial Armor D-list]
>Allies:
+[The Psychonaut]
>Followers:
+[1 Janitorial Captains]
+[23 Janitor Elites]
+[3 Janitors]
+[14 Janitor Strippers]
+[Doctor Phillip]
+[Computer Whiz Jimmy]
+[Windex] - the Invisible Marauder.
+ [Bucketboy] - the water-slinging floorwasher.
+ [Scour] - the bombshell that can disintegrate objects with her touch.
+ [Harvey] - a mountain of a man that soaks up punishment like a sponge.
+[Dura-Dong] - Man with a Iron will, and a Iron Cock.
Renown: B-list
Weakness: [Eight Legged Freaks] - Spiders and spider-like creatures give you a severe penalty to all rolls.
>Buildings:
+[Ultra-Advanced Laser Repeater Factory]
+[Scruff Base-Heavy Metal Version]+[EMP Fields]&[Tank Traps]&[Tank Turret Emplacement]
+ [Forge]
>Other Stuff
+ [Hunk Of Steel Sculpture].
+ [Low Weapons Supply]
+ [Scruffy's Porn Stash]
+ [Skelly Scrap Research]
+[Repulsion Tech]
+[Abandoned Tactical]
+[26 Scrufftech Laser Repeaters] +8/turn
+[70 Skeleton Scrap]
+[1 Repurposed Jazzbarge]
+[Quartet 3's Head]
+[Super Laser Pointer]
+[Masterwork War Bucket]
+[Inert "Doxy"]
>Research
Skeley Virus 3/8
Questionably Placed Cyber Grafting 16/???
A-List Magnetism 16/20
Janitorial Barracks 1/4
[Badly Wounded]
1/2/3. Scrufftron wipes the blood away from his eyes and nose, his face as red as the setting sun. He shouts at his super-team through blood-shot eyes and horse throat "Keep up the attack, do not let him focus on any one of us! We must crush his form now, focus on the pieces of the fedora, I want them reduced to sub-atomic ash!"
He then leapt into the fray, his pain spurring him onwards. He would not stand for such insolence from a machine
"YOU, AND ALL OF YOUR KIND, WILL NOT STOP ME FROM FREEING MYSELF!"
He brings the metal strew across the field towards himself, spinning it around him to create a whirlwind of razor sharp debris before slamming into Q1.
"I WILL SEE THE STRINGS THAT BIND ME CUT TO RIBBONS, USING YOUR TEETH AS THE BLADE OF MY SALVATION!"
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e0fca3 No.34169
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e0fca3 No.34170
| Rolled 96, 46 + 10 = 152 (2d100) |
>>34168
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e0fca3 No.34173
| Rolled 26, 6, 71 = 103 (3d100) |
>>34162
Name: Alex "Dragoon" Walker
Age: Twenties
Origin Story: Was a Normal Guy until the Spirit of a very old and powerful(at one point) Earth Dragon possessed his body, Now He fights to become strong a retake the world, one rock at a time.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Green
Domain: Northern Georgia, Most of Alabama, most of Mississippi
>Superpowers:
[A-List Rock Manipulation]
[A-List Endurance]
[B-List Metal Manipulation] (A 6/20)
[Maximum Dragon Rock Fusion]
[C-List Super Strength]
[B-List Dragon's Breath]
[C-List Physical Fitness]
>Equipment:
[Fortified Base.]
[Enhanced fortifications]
[Improved Infrastructure]
[Superhard Fortresses]
[Skeleton Alloy Ammo]
[Anti-air defenses]
[7 Radio Towers (can reach anywhere East of the Rockies]
[Advanced Training Room.]
[Alloy Armor]
[Fortified Basic Research Lab]
[Basic Skelescrap Forge!]
Mantlespear 2/12
>Followers:
[Mayor of Atlanta]
[18 Armored Veteran Survivors]
3 Scientists
>Research
Jazzhulk Research 3/6.
Renown: B-list
Status: Fine
1/2/3."You wanted better, you got given it you overgrown megaphone." Pepper Q2 with earth and metal from his wrecked ride. Disrupt his footing whenever he tries to get ready to use his sonics, and try to contort his limbs. Keep hitting him with my breath and keep MOVING. Use the wall I made for cover and don't let him aim at me properly. Better a glancing blow than one dead on.
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e0fca3 No.34175
>>34173
>>34166
"I DON'T KNOW WHO THE FUCK YOU ARE
BUT YOU ARE FIGHTING SKELETONS.
THE ENEMY OF DOOM ARE THE SKELETONS!
I AM FIGHTING SKELETONS RIGHT NOW. A LOT OF THEM TOO.
I SEND YOU MY REGARDS, ONE DAY MAY I SEND YOU AN ARMY IN AID."
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e0fca3 No.34177
| Rolled 85, 62, 52 = 199 (3d100) |
>>34164
Name: Lord "Dracula" Bob, King of Greater Wisconsin, "The Wisconsin Vampire", Once and Future King
Age: 30
Origin Story: Fell into a vat of high performance makeup designed for athletes who want to look nice. Which was place conveniently near a costume department store. The fangs make it hard for him to chew and his super powered body needs a lot of nutrients so he drinks all his meals with a nibble hear and there. His now pristine and flawless white skin is very sensitive to light. Before all that he was just a jobless actor who made bad poetry and puns and lived in closet of an apartment with no windows in the basement in a bad neighborhood.
Blood Type: D for Drinks A Lot
Signature Color: Blood Red
Domain: Transylvania Forest (Milwaukee), Greater Wisconsin, New Camelot
Superpowers: [B-List Super Strength], [A-List Super Speed], [C-List Super Stealth], [B-List Hypnotism], [A-List Swordsmanship], [Psionic Resistance]
Weakness: [Sorta Vampirish] - Being in sunlight causes pain and blindness. Most actions must be done during the night, or underground. You can more or less only eat liquids. Fire does extreme damage to you since the makeup is, apparently, napalm-based.
Equipment:[Hang-Glider]. [Excalibur], [Skeleton Alloy Pants],[Retrofitted Psiadamant Gauntlets], [Purple Crystal Globe](Flail with claw-machine-esque clutch),
5 [Skeleton Laser Rifles]. 28 [Skeleton Scrap],[Skeleton Alloy Gauntlets]
Followers: 8 Teenagers, 2 Dr.Handymen (Dr. Richards and Dr. Frakensteen), 2 Vampire Apprentice [Pa'Trikk The EverCrispy], [Wisconsin Super-Governor],[Elijah "Dark Sanguinus" Blake], [Werewolf Tribe]
Renown: [B-List]
Buildings: Trap-Filled Castle - Heavily Damaged, 4 [Watchtowers],[Training Room], 3 [Radio Towers],
[Transports ready]
[Giga Scorpia Corpse]
Globe Researched. - Potential Control Locus for vehicle. Skeleton tactics deleted and skeletons weakened.
[Tentative Bigfoot Allies?]
A-List Super Strength 7/20
Chicago Conquest 1/6
[Wounded]
ROUND 3
1/2/3 The strength and dexterity to keep up the fight was secondary to a King's will to fight. The discipline to never give up and wait for an opening to strike down your opponent was the kind of virtue that was to be expected in a warrior king. This battlefield had been under the influence of the skeleton but that would change with this; a vortex created from the breakneck super speed that Bob was capable off to suck in all the air and choke the walls of flame of their air the dirt and ash of the land masking his form within and the force of the vortex protecting him from his bane.
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e0fca3 No.34178
| Rolled 92, 94, 32, 38 = 256 (4d100) |
Name: Lord Vladimire
Age: 60
Origin Story: born to magically gifted parents who immigrated to texas from britain, he was taught the ways of magic, but his father abused both himself and his mother, leaving him with deep scars in childhood. he looked into black magic at an early age in secret, further festering the growing evil in his heart. when his father killed his mother by beating her, furious he killed his own father with his a forbidden spell, the death thunderbolt, which drains the life out of whoever it strikes.
from that day on he would grow to become one of the most notorious figures in magical society, taking the name Vladimire, and gathering an army of cultists and amassing in yet more dark magic. his trademark use of electromagic combined with black magic earned him the title of the "Lighting-DeathLord"
Vladimire is one of the few surviving members D.O.O.M. He was also notorious as being absent, missing very many meetings of D.O.O.M as he had been devoted much of his time trying to hunt down Waldough Whaters, the only person to ever escape him, and prophesied to be the Chosen One who will defeat him. this saved his life, as he was not there to be destroyed with the rest of D.O.O.M., but he also lost most of his followers to the skeleton attack.
he has returned to gather his strength again, and vows that no skeleton will get in the way of him finding and killing "the Child who Hid."
Blood Type: None
Signature Color: Lavender
Domain: somewhere in Texas
Superpowers: [B-List Super Sorcery], [B-List Electricity Control], [C-List Electricity Resistance]
Structures: Ley Node, V.U., [Brineborn Nest] [Empowered Scrying Tower]
Equipment: [Dark Lord's Cloak], [Dark Lord's Wand], [7 Magical Batteries][Scuba Gear][Harpoon Gun][Brineborn Allies] [Nice Yacht][Small Boat Squadron][EVIL Wax][Strange Mermaid Trident][1 Jazzbarge Wreckage][5 Skeleton Scrap][Rot Siren P.R. Float
Followers: [3 Death Beaters][2 Novice Death Beaters][Wendigo Tribe][Brineborn Allies][8 Rot Sirens][Zombie Platoon]
Training: [Amphibious Combat Tactics]
Weakness: [Waldough Whaters And The Shocking Susceptibility] - You are one of the last surviving members of D.O.O.M, the Distinguished Order Of Malefactors. Your dark power is hindered, of course, by the existence of Waldough Whaters, a fleet-footed yet courageous boy. You are at a drastic penalty to interactions with Superheros or innocent folk. Roll an additional unmodified 1d100 per turn: this represents what Waldough is up to as he eludes your grasp…
A-list Super Sorcery 15/25
V.U. Mobility 7/12
#1 the Dark Lords ritual continues. A-list Super Sorcery 15/25
#2 V.U. Mobility 7/12
#3 Vladimire desires Death Beaters. he could raise the dead at any time, but it is wizards he needs. the lineage of Atlantis was not meant to cower and hovel in shame and disgrace. he would not abide the wasting of the wizarding bloodline in cowardice. the Dark Lord goes forth himself at the head of his host, to drag them out of their homes and recruit these scattered wizards into Death Beaters, personally.
+Empowered Scrying Tower
+8 Rot Sirens
+B-List Super Sorcery
+Rot Siren P.R. Float
#4 where is Waldough. the Dark Lord is amused at the decadence of these children. in the supposed saftey of their precious Fuccumency, they sought the muggle comfort foods he was so keen on depriving them in the hunt previously. he considers using this lull in their security to make a trap. there was one other item he paid attention to, in the swamp and rural wastes there was not wifi signal. he could not sense the signals from Sunjust girl's devices. Vladimire knew how precious internet connection was to her, and suspected if Whater's kept this up for long she might take drastic measures to get reconnected. perhaps she might try to break off from them, for a moment? Vladimire considers sending Death Beaters to capture her if she did.
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e0fca3 No.34187
| Rolled 12, 20, 38 = 70 (3d100) |
Name: Real name Eva Foxx Cover name Steel wall.
Age: 17 years
Origin Story: Eva was a child prodigy in the field of robotics, she even managed to make a working robotic arm at the age of 13 and was accepted into collage roughly a year later. She was just a normal person in collage when the skeletons came, during the invasion she did the only thing she really could do at that point and hid in her collage dorm room hoping that everything would be okay, and it was okay, for her anyway. She then set up shop scavanging what she could and started to make something that would let her fight back against the skeletons and, after a long while of hard work, testing, failing, even more testing, she finally managed to make a basic protective suit of power armor for herself. It doesn't mater how its done all that matters is taking back this land, if not in the name of the USA in the name of humanity.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Bronze….ish
Domain: Grand Rapids, Michigan
Superpowers: [Super Intellect] [C-List Device Invention 9/10 to B] [C-List Tool Creation]
Equipment: [Improved Tech Lab] [C-List Power Armor 1/8 to B] [C-List Cyber-Harness] [Repaired College Base] [Psion-Free Eswingbarge]
Under construction: [Nothing]
Followers: No one…yet
Renown: Starts at D-List, still at D-List
1, "I feel like I have a better understanding on how to make these things, well, improvement is always good." [Last bit o training]
2,3 "Now, lets get this armor ready to take much more punishment then it ever could in its current state!"
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e0fca3 No.34190
| Rolled 99, 77, 94 = 270 (3d100) |
FUCKING DICE ROLLLLLLLLLLLLS
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e0fca3 No.34191
THE ONE TIME I ACCIDNTLY ROLL AND I GET CRITS!!!!!!
SALT LEVELS AT MAX.
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e0fca3 No.34192
| Rolled 7, 1, 8 = 16 (3d100) |
>>34162
Name: Kaza'kazdun
Age: 10,000
Origin Story: A long forgotten spirit of magic brought forth from the Chaos Wilds in an attempt to help fight the skellitons. Who knew that trying to take something from a place called the Chaos Wilds would have unknown consequences on the summoner and spirit.
Blood Type: none
Signature Color: brownish
Domain: bum fuck Georgia
Superpowers: [B-list Super Sorcery], [D-List Super Stealth], [Psionic Resistance], [Summoner Health Boost], [D-List Artificing], [Enhanced Vision], [Almost-Super Charisma]
Equipment: [Weak Wand Of Magic Missile], [Magic Cutlery], Ikea Wands, [Tiny Enchanted Gun Stockpile], [Chocolatizing Coffee Mug], [Magical Hippy Van][Reagent Supply]
+ 1 Skeleton Scrap
+ 1 Strange Magical Object
+ 1 Ley Line Node
+ 1 [Magical Alter]
+ [Reinforced Devil's Bronze Body] ([C-List Flight][D-List Super Strength][D-List Super Speed])
+ [Meagre Tome]
+ [Slightly Less Meagre Tome]
Followers: 6 Cultists trained in magic, 8 Novice Artificer, Chaos Wolves, Charlie Company, [C.C. War Machine], 7 [Rust Monsters], 4 golems, 8 Engineers
Weakness: This Mortal Coil - You are bound to the increasingly unstable, relatively fragile shell of your summoner. If he dies, you're banished.
Renown: Starts at D-List.
Domain: [Basic Magical Populace]
In progress:
A-List Super Sorcery 15/25
New Body Transfer 10/16.66
1-3. Fuckers. Drain them of their mana and funnel it into the ritual.
+B-List Super sorcery
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e0fca3 No.34193
| Rolled 47, 17 + 45 = 109 (2d100) |
>>34173
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e0fca3 No.34194
| Rolled 43, 41, 21 + 10 = 115 (3d100) |
>>34177
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e0fca3 No.34195
| Rolled 15, 6, 34 = 55 (3d100) |
Name: The Mastermind
Age: At least 100
http://pastebin.com/jqJPHFCr
>Blood Type: AB+
>Signature Color: Dark Red
>Domain: New Mexico
>Superpowers: [Super Intellect], [D-List Device Invention] [Awesome Scar] [B-List Entropy] [D-List Sonic Blast (Rock-N-Roll)][D-List Super Singing]
1-2. "Fuck these fuckers are right on top of us!"
The skeletal battle barges descended from the sky as they decimated an entire Regiment, over 2000 men decimated. This really fucking sucked.
"ACTIVATE THE DEFENSES! LIGHT THEM UP!
As the flying battle barges descended on DOOM lands, the natural defenses kicked in. Old laser artillery stations lit up, and the Mastermind himself tried to deflect some of the fire with his own entropic powers.
[B-List Entropy]
Buildings:
[DOOM LASER ARTILLERY]
The home vehicular guard joins the fight! The Mastermind inspires them with his musical talents blaring from the sound barges.
[D-List Sonic Blast (Rock-N-Roll)][D-List Super Singing] [Hellforged Microphone]
Units:
1 [Doomcopters!]
3 [Doom Tanks!]
2 [Doom Crawler!]
7 [Sound Tanks]
2 [Heavy Plasma Tank!]
1 [Novice Angels of Pizzeria]
2 [Sound Barges]
2. "Infantry isn't going to do the job here we need ARMOR against those barges! Get those factories up and running, I want some DOOM Crawler Artillery and more DOOM tanks!"
[Doomilitary Factory]
3. Do it! LAUNCH THE ROCK START TO MAXIMUM AVAILABLE ALTITUDE! It's onboard guns and superlaser isn't going to do good on the ground!
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e0fca3 No.34205
| Rolled 27, 28, 32 = 87 (3d100) |
>>34165
>Name:
Loria Tarasovich / Miss Moscovia
>Superpowers:
[A-List Super Growth] (gives [B-List Super Strength (A 9/20)+B-List Endurance (A 6/20)]), [B-List Regeneration]
>Weaknesses:
[Blinded Right Eye]
>Equipment:
[Yellow-Black Jumpsuit]
[Lord Hoyt (Imprisoned)]
[Inert Jazz Barges] x5
[Mangled Room 608 Wreck]
1&2: As the sound of jazz and rock filled the stadium, Miss Moscovia noticed the source of the skeletrons as they poured out from the portal. Due to it being a bottleneck, she would begin to smash any mega-barges back through as the second wave begins, hoping to shatter metal against metal and hold back the tide.
3: All the while, she made sure that reinforcement doesn't get wiped out the moment they arrive, using massive slabs from the skeletron barges as makeshift shields.
>Assist the Mastermind's second roll (>>34195) on producing more tanks and artillery
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e0fca3 No.34206
| Rolled 45, 85, 17 = 147 (3d100) |
>>34159
Name: The Hell-Rider
Age: 26
Origin Story: Douglas Green was just a simple biker before one day he was gunned down in by a member of a rival gang. His soul was sucked directly to help were he was tormented for all of his wrong doings in life. Douglas was however was no ordinary man and set about planning his escape from hell. Taking to ambushing and eating the lesser demon-kin he found himself twisting in both body and mind as he made his way towards the limits of Hell. How exactly he got out at that point not even he remembers is finding himself back in his hometown by the ruins of his old watering hole. Finding himself in the wreckage of the world now ruled by Iron-Bones he has set off to make things right and maybe redeem his soul on the way.
Blood Type: O
Signature Color: Purple
Domain: Northern Texas
Powers: [A-List Fire Resistance][A-List Demonic Transformation (gives A-List Super Strength, A-List Endurance and D-List Flight)][C-List Motorcycling][B-List Guitar Skills] Demon-Hog:[B-List Super Speed]
Weakness: [Devil's Reject] - You fought your way out of Hell, but Hell wants your black soul back. Your critical failures can attract OTHER types of attention, you are harmed and repelled by objects of faith, and banishing magic is particularly deadly to you.
Equipment: Hellforged Chain, Demon-Hog, Demonhide Jacket,Wrathful Holy Stratocaster
Assets: [Old Biker Clubhouse]
[3 Grenades][8 Skeleton Scrap]
Followers: 2 Old Ladies, 9 Road Warriors, 1 Road Huntress, 4 Bikers
—–
1-3. Some asshole in Louisiana needs some help, let's finish off what ever is spewing out these skeletons then maybe head over there.
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e0fca3 No.34208
>>34206
>>34205
>>34195
>>34192
>>34177
>>34173
>>34168
>>34147
>>34123
>>34088
>>34206
>>34205
"TOO ALL INDIVIDUALS PREVIOUSLY HAVING PREVIOUSLY ESTABLISHED CONTACT TO DOOM AND ITS AFFILIATES.
THIS IS THE MASTERMIND, LEADER OF THE NEWLY REFORMED D.O.O.M. AND ENEMY OF THE SKELETONS.
THE SKELETAL MENACE IS MAKING A PUSH ALL ALONG THREE MAJOR FRONTS OF CIVILIZED TERRITORY, IN TEXAS DOOM IS UNDER SIEGE, IN WISCONSIN I HAVE RECEIVED PRIVATE MESSAGE THAT NEW CAMELOT IS ATTACKED, AND IN GEORGIA THIS DRAGOON INDIVIDUAL REQUIRES AID.
THIS IS A PUSH ACROSS THE ENTIRE NATION, OVER BORDERS AND PEOPLES, BY THE DAMNED FUCKING SKELETONS.
DOOM PREPARES TO COME TO THE AID OF THOSE WHO NEED IT IF IT CAN REPEL ITS SKELETAL THREAT FIRST. RESISTANCE IS STIFF! TO THOSE OF YOU CURRENTLY FIGHTING, CARRY ON THE FIGHT! IF THOSE OF YOU WHO CAN REPEL YOUR OWN SKELETAL MENACES FIRST, DOOM FORMALLY REQUESTS AID AGAINST THE SKELETAL THREAT!"
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e0fca3 No.34209
| Rolled 5, 37, 29 = 71 (3d100) |
>>34166
>>34160
Name: Silver Cloud. Formerly Nicholas Nikmahs
Age: 22
Origin Story: http://pastebin.com/qpJf9LX2
Blood Type: Formerly O.
Signature Color: Light Grey.
Domain: Baltimore, Maryland.
Superpowers: [C-List Morphic Form], [C-List Animal Control], [D-List Regeneration], [D-List Nanite Infection]
Weakness:
All As One - You cannot have followers or allies that have not been inundated with your nanites, and, indeed, the urge to spread your nanite "gift" is almost natural. These nanite-morphed "allies" are highly receptive to you, but are not directly under your control.
Equipment: Nothing
Equipment: Nothing
Followers: Nanite-Morphed Buck, Nanite-Morphed Seahawk.
Renown: D-List
1. The entity notices the call for aid from someone named “Dragoon”. This hero is fighting against a Quartet. The humanity inside says that is a big deal. Although the humanity advises caution Silvershroud decides to investigate the distress call, this Dragoon seems to be a true hero, the entity was curious about what a true hero looks like.
2. During the trip the entity works tirelessly upon its regeneration, still looking to enhance it. C-list regeneration. 2/10
3. It also looks for more “allies” along the way, the humanity tells it that this fight will likely be dangerous.
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e0fca3 No.34293
>>34159
>Name: Max Valcroix, AKA Pulse
>Age: 18
>Origin Story: Pulse is the child of two powerful and famous A-list superheroes, Monolith and Ice Raven. After the accidental murder of a A-list villain by misjudging a combination attack, both turned themselves in to the police in shame. The judge gave them an incredibly harsh sentence in a power play, simultaneous life in a specialized prison with no visitation rights and the government has refused to release them under any circumstances. The incident forced Max out of the public eye, raised by his Grandfather in mid-Florida. Growing up with the power to control and shape raw energy into pulses, weapons and shields and a serious hatred for authority, Pulse has donned an all-black and gray costume to contrast his Parent's silver and red, and sworn to show up the police and do what they can't.
>Blood Type: O+
>Signature Color: White, the color of his energy pulses.
>Domain: Florida.
>Superpowers: [A-list Energy Blast], [A-List Energy Shield], [A-List Weapon Creation], [A-List Physical Fitness], [Psionic Resistance].
>Equipment: [Mid-Tech Secret Base (Cavern under High School), +Hidden], [High-Speed Motorcycle (Super)], [Army Base], [Tattered Father's Costume], [League Communicator], [Cadence's Helmet]
>Followers: Grandpa (Running Secret Base), [3x Florida Resistance (Trained)], [Resistance Government], [Mark and Michelle - Fire and Ice twins], [Sophia - Electric Girl], [Julio - Healer], [David, Psionic Amputee]
>Renown: B-List
1/2. Continue to expand my energy powers by training [D-list ???]. I want to have this realized before heading up to Georgia with the new league. And get that goddamn asshole to stop pushing into Florida.
>>34166
3. Head up to Georgia with the League. He better pull out of my Florida land after this one.
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e0fca3 No.34294
| Rolled 14, 29, 87 = 130 (3d100) |
>>34293
Forgot rolls.
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e0fca3 No.34296
| Rolled 84, 63, 67 = 214 (3d100) |
>>34159
Name: Michael White
Age:22
Blood Type: A
Signature Color: same weird green color I had before
Domain: the remnants of architect territory
Powers: C-List Regeneration, C-List Device Invention, C-List Tool Creation, Super Intellect
Equipment: 1 Plasma Spatula
[Defunct Power Armor Factory]
[BOIblast Blueprints]
1. Bleh if I wish to build a proper laboratory I need to get the government set up again to provide me with taxes. I will gather what remnants of the old government there is and reform it. I don't much care who is in charge so long as taxes flow and order prevails. 1/3
2. I need to get this power armor factory pumping again as well. I should be able to replicate the D-list crap Gregory was pumping out. Thankfully he didn't progress it much or else It would be beyond my current skills to do so.1/6
3. I can not slack off at all. With me in charge now my skills must rapidly improve. Begin working on B-list Regeneration 4/15
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e0fca3 No.34312
| Rolled 2, 18, 74 = 94 (3d100) |
>>Name: Paradox (Alexandra Kein)
>>Age: Mid-Late 30's. Don't be rude about it.
>>Origin Story: Daughter of a scientist that never really seemed to do anything while Alexandra was around, Alexandra resented the father that was never there and his insistence that she follow in his shallow footsteps as a scientist. When the jazz skeletons attacked, he sent her far from their home in New York State to the Dakotas. Mumbling about 'having to destroy every scrap of it' and 'now it was her turn', he thrust a small notebook into her grasp and told her to 'reactivate the program'. Inside was gibberish, until one day she dropped the journal and saw the message from the correct angle. "Enemy: Unknown." The strange figures that looked like little grey men on several pages began to make sense.
>>Blood Type: O+
>>Signature Color: Dark Yellow
>>Domain: South-Western South Dakota
>>Superpowers: [C-List Device Invention], [Super Intellect], [Outsider Tech Knowledge] [D-List Whip Combat] [C-List Guitar Skills] [D-List Xeno-Armor]
>>Equipment: [Armored Labcoat Disguise], [Antique Laser Rifle],[Prototype Laser Whip], [Passkey], [Tiny Xenolab], [Pacified "HellBuster", No Warranty][SHSG Guitar] [Slightly Holy Showerhead]
>>Followers: 13 Veteran Soldiers, 20 Green Soldiers; 16 Scientists
>>Renown: D-List
>>Communications: Radio - listen across USA. broadcast 1 state radius.
>>Projects:[B-List Device Invention 12/15] [CORE Research 3/6]
[XenoTech Labcoat Disguise 1/6]
>>Misc: 4 [Skeleton Scrap]
1.
What causes a CORE to surround itself with a shell of non-description? Lust for gold? for power? Or was it just born with a shell of non-description…
[Investigate the CORE] [3/6]
+[Super Intellect] [Outsider Tech Knowledge][C-List Device Invention] [16 Scientists]
2.
Paradox continues to tinker. Damned Damned pack, not getting off my back…
That foe above was certainly interesting. Was it invulnerable, or simply highly resistant?
[B-List Device Invention 12/15]
+[Super Intellect] [Outsider Tech Knowledge][C-List Device Invention]
3.
Paradox's soldiers bring the last remaining neutral regions of South Dakota under their protection. Equipment must be secured, be it human or skeleton!
+13 Veteran Soldiers, 20 Green Soldiers
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e0fca3 No.34314
| Rolled 20, 47, 30 = 97 (3d100) |
>>33999
Name: Lord Deadly (Born: Laird Dade Lee)
Age: Mid twenties
Origin Story: See first post; Knight who got super-powers following a turkey accident
Blood Type: O Positive
Signature Color: Dark Green
Domain: None
Superpowers: [B-List Super Speed], [C-List Physical Fitness], [B-List Swordsmanship]
Equipment: [Longsword], [Plate Armor (Unremovable)]. [Medium Funds], [Halberd], [Armor Polish] [Cracked Helmet]
Followers: 8 Veteran Survivors
Renown: Starts at D-List
TRAINING: [B-List Physical Fitness 2/8] [A-List Swordsmanship 9/18] [D-List Staff Combat 1/4]
1/2/3. I believe a rematch is in order. I've patched myself up, found my sword, gained some friends, and started a riot. I will hunt down the Brass Baron, and end him, once and for all. [Find and initiate combat with the Brass Baron]
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e0fca3 No.34318
| Rolled 13, 39, 53 = 105 (3d100) |
>>34160
>>34165
Name: The Shroud
Age: Time Immemorial
Origin Story: Here since the beginning, the invasion and overthrow of the governments by the robots disturb its slumber. Actually really intelligent and has decided to pose as a super villain to gain more power.
Blood Type: Lcl
Signature Color: Dark Black
Domain: Redding
Superpowers: [B-List Super Strength]; [A-List Super A.T Shield]; [A-List Regeneration], [Max Limbs (8)]; [D-List Spook-Vision]; [C-List S2 Cross Bomb 6/8]
Weakness: [Horror From Beyond] - You inspire dread and fear in everyday people. Good luck getting followers or allies.
Equipment: Spoon Collection; [Billie's Bounce Core]
Followers: [The LOBBRs (League Of Bargain Bin Rejects)]
Renown: C-List.
1-3; Keep a wary eye on the big metal skellington, but focus on destroying the dropships
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e0fca3 No.34361
| Rolled 60, 2, 33 = 95 (3d100) |
>>34318
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e0fca3 No.34363
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e0fca3 No.34364
BECAUSE 8CHAN IS A HUGE FAGGOT, I MUST POST THE UPDATE IN PASTEBIN
YOU CAN FIND IT BY FINDING THE UPDATE WITH YOUR NAME ATTACHED
http://pastebin.com/Zkx7jkST
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e0fca3 No.34365
| Rolled 49, 49, 67 = 165 (3d100) |
>>34364
>>34364
http://pastebin.com/pZ82E2W5
Well since static defenses do nothing, how about a change of pace? All that sand and dust and crash molten metal from the wreck?
Bombard him with it in a storm of earth and metal. While he's reeling from that, hit from below earth entrapping his feet even as my fist hits face and breath of fire scorches his body.
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e0fca3 No.34367
| Rolled 34, 87, 31 = 152 (3d100) |
>>34363
Name: Lord Deadly (Born: Laird Dade Lee)
Age: Mid twenties
Origin Story: See first post; Knight who got super-powers following a turkey accident
Blood Type: O Positive
Signature Color: Dark Green
Domain: None
Superpowers: [B-List Super Speed], [C-List Physical Fitness], [B-List Swordsmanship]
Equipment: [Longsword], [Plate Armor (Unremovable)]. [Medium Funds], [Halberd], [Armor Polish] [Cracked Helmet]
Followers: 8 Veteran Survivors
Renown: Starts at D-List
TRAINING: [B-List Physical Fitness 3/8] [A-List Swordsmanship 9/18] [D-List Staff Combat 1/4]
1/2/3. Well, then. I suppose we'll have to work our way back to where we started, and keep looking for him. I undertook a quest, and I will complete it, on my honor. We can ask people, and look for Skeleton intel about the Baron.
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e0fca3 No.34373
| Rolled 69, 95, 12 = 176 (3d100) |
Name: Real name Eva Foxx Cover name Steel wall.
Age: 17 years
Origin Story: Eva was a child prodigy in the field of robotics, she even managed to make a working robotic arm at the age of 13 and was accepted into collage roughly a year later. She was just a normal person in collage when the skeletons came, during the invasion she did the only thing she really could do at that point and hid in her collage dorm room hoping that everything would be okay, and it was okay, for her anyway. She then set up shop scavanging what she could and started to make something that would let her fight back against the skeletons and, after a long while of hard work, testing, failing, even more testing, she finally managed to make a basic protective suit of power armor for herself. It doesn't mater how its done all that matters is taking back this land, if not in the name of the USA in the name of humanity.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Bronze….ish
Domain: Grand Rapids, Michigan
Superpowers: [Super Intellect] [C-List Device Invention 9/10 to B] [C-List Tool Creation]
Equipment: [Improved Tech Lab] [C-List Power Armor 2/8 to B] [C-List Cyber-Harness] [Repaired College Base] [Psion-Free Eswingbarge]
Under construction: [Nothing]
Followers: No one…yet
Renown: Starts at D-List, still at D-List
1, "I probably should focus on my armor buuuut…this is a good way to slack off. [Training]
2,3 "Soon I'll be able to be a walking tank!…hopefully."
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e0fca3 No.34376
| Rolled 38, 36 = 74 (2d45) |
>>34365
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e0fca3 No.34377
| Rolled 99, 6 + 45 = 150 (2d100) |
>>34365
THESE are the correct dice
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e0fca3 No.34378
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e0fca3 No.34379
| Rolled 27, 58, 91 = 176 (3d100) |
>>34364
http://pastebin.com/gZDzR9eA
[Wounded]
ROUND 4
123
"The tide rises. And the tide falls."
A moment of valor shines brightest against the backdrop of despair and Bob stands ready to dispatch this agent of the Enemy.
Break his hands, sever him from those accursed crystal engines.
Quiet the screams.
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e0fca3 No.34381
| Rolled 68, 40, 64 = 172 (3d100) |
Stats:
http://pastebin.com/WhQBjT9D
1/2/3. Half of his bio-mechanical flesh exposed, comrades fighting desperately against a foe far beyond them, and even him it would seem. Rain fell, soft at first, then harder, but it was a small comfort, as it brushed away the blood gathering on Scrufftron's skin. He could only stare up at the sky, the once beautiful sunset obscured by the iridescent shimmer of the force field which bound them to this planet. He rose again, for what might be the last time, but he rose not in despair, or in agony. No, he rose in defiance, and in the tranquil fury that could come only to the dead.
He spoke no words as he stepped towards the spectre, raised no objection as he flung bits of steel and rock at him, he simply stepped forward one foot after the other.
He reached close enough to reach a hand out and touch the spectre, before uttering one sentence as he took all the material he could control and tried to compress the abomination into a golf-ball sized mass.
"Time to die."
Who it was aimed at was not evident.
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e0fca3 No.34382
| Rolled 4, 38, 81 = 123 (3d100) |
>>34364
Name: Michael White
Age:22
Blood Type: A
Signature Color: same weird green color I had before
Domain: the remnants of architect territory
[Reformed Government]
Powers: C-List Regeneration, C-List Device Invention, C-List Tool Creation, Super Intellect
Equipment: 1 Plasma Spatula
[Defunct Power Armor Factory]
[BOIblast Blueprints]
1. Defunct Power Armor Factory 3/6 the work continues on.
2.3. B-List Regeneration 6/15
I will not get my shit kicked in like my former leader. If worse comes to worse i will simply escape.
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e0fca3 No.34383
| Rolled 92, 15 = 107 (2d100) |
>>34381
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e0fca3 No.34389
| Rolled 74, 52, 28 = 154 (3d100) |
>>34160
Name: Hank Scorpio
Age: Average
Origin Story:
This incredible visionary is a genius entrepreneur who made lots of money with all sorts of space weapon technology. Which is also where his ambitions lie. In space. But all that aside for now, born with incredible super intelligence Hank Scorpio does whatever he can to provide a relaxed work environment for all his employees while they bring about the end of the world. Or happen to save it.
Blood Type: ABC
Signature Color: Pink
Domain: Phoenix, Arizona
Superpowers:
+ Super Intellect
+ OMEGA Regeneration Chip
+ Laser Integration System
+ C-List Bass Playing
+ C-List Physical Fitness
+ D-List Device Invention
+ D-List Tool Creation
+ D-List Bass Playing
Followers:
+ A-Team
+ 4 Living Metal Corporate Executives
+ 31 Scorpion Mercenaries
+ 48 Living Metal Mercs
+ 6 Living Metal Mercs (Living Metal Merc Captives) - probably ded?
+ Weapons Expert
Equipment:
+ [Orange Suit]
+ [Particle Acceleration Cannon]
+ [Quartet 4's Psi-Plasma Warstaff]
+ [Hell-Touched Bass Guitar]
+ Blueprint Briefcase
+ Medium-High Funds
+ 8 Energy Rifles
+ 3 [Space Rockets]
+ [Psion Tainted Fragments]
Giantic Weird Follower Space Stations:
+ GiLiMeSS
Renown: C-List
Buildings:
+ Research Lab
+ Ad-Tech Factory
+ Auto Training Facility
+ Upgraded Research Lab
Tech:
+ Flawless Biomechanical Regeneration Tech (A-list Regeneration, C-List Endurance)
+ Living Steel Alloy -> Living Alloy Bill (Mercs will be converted to Living Alloy at reasonable rate)
+ Metal Augmentation (Regeneration, Fitness, Split Bodyparts)
+ Superpower Dampener [Locked Out] 4/15
+ Subsonic Wave Gun 11/12
+ Super Strength Gene Augments 1/6
1. The Living Metal Mercs clearly were not numerous enough for this shit, they did however don some quite lethal weaponry with Quartet 4's Psi-Plasma Warstaff and the Particle Acceleration Cannon. Scorpio would move them up to Mastermind, wearing a purely decorative helmet as well as a bulletproof vest reading "Press" that could only serve to protect his suit.
2. More lethal weaponry would quickly become required for the Living Metal Mercs, the Subsonic Wave Gun project had almost been completed and was now in its final stage.
+ Subsonic Wave Gun 11/12
3. More Living Metal Mercs needed to be prepared for the fight immediately. The cost of squishy human life would be great so it couldn't hurt to have regenerative living metal men on one's hands.
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e0fca3 No.34390
| Rolled 24, 37, 76 = 137 (3d100) |
>>34364
Name: Kaza'kazdun
Age: 10,000
Origin Story: A long forgotten spirit of magic brought forth from the Chaos Wilds in an attempt to help fight the skellitons. Who knew that trying to take something from a place called the Chaos Wilds would have unknown consequences on the summoner and spirit.
Blood Type: none
Signature Color: brownish
Domain: bum fuck Georgia
Superpowers: [B-list Super Sorcery], [D-List Super Stealth], [Psionic Resistance], [Summoner Health Boost], [D-List Artificing], [Enhanced Vision], [Almost-Super Charisma]
Equipment: [Weak Wand Of Magic Missile], [Magic Cutlery], Ikea Wands, [Tiny Enchanted Gun Stockpile], [Chocolatizing Coffee Mug], [Magical Hippy Van][Reagent Supply]
+ 1 Skeleton Scrap
+ 1 Strange Magical Object
+ 1 Ley Line Node
+ 1 [Magical Alter]
+ [Reinforced Devil's Bronze Body] ([C-List Flight][D-List Super Strength][D-List Super Speed])
+ [Meagre Tome]
+ [Slightly Less Meagre Tome]
Followers: 6 Cultists trained in magic, 8 Novice Artificer, Chaos Wolves, Charlie Company, [C.C. War Machine], 7 [Rust Monsters], 4 golems, 8 Engineers
Weakness: This Mortal Coil - You are bound to the increasingly unstable, relatively fragile shell of your summoner. If he dies, you're banished.
Renown: Starts at D-List.
Domain: [Basic Magical Populace]
In progress:
A-List Super Sorcery 15/25
1-3. I've made worse decisions before! Summon the rust monsters and keep them from getting away or fighting back.
+B List super-sorcery
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e0fca3 No.34391
| Rolled 98, 34, 29 + 5 = 166 (3d100) |
>>34390
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e0fca3 No.34457
| Rolled 20, 13, 59 = 92 (3d100) |
Name: The Mastermind
Age: At least 100
http://pastebin.com/jqJPHFCr
>Blood Type: AB+
>Signature Color: Dark Red
>Domain: New Mexico
>Superpowers: [Super Intellect], [D-List Device Invention] [Awesome Scar] [B-List Entropy] [D-List Sonic Blast (Rock-N-Roll)][D-List Super Singing]
1. A message is sent to the two regiments in the west.
"DOOMTROOPERS. You have fought hard, you have earned the lands you now stand on, but on this day your courage is needed in the east.
We will not be gone forever. We will fuck the skeletons in the east and then WE WILL BE BACK!"
Withdraw the Infantry Regiment and the Mechanized Regiment from cali and move them east to the battle
2. Cover that goddamn factory and START UP REPAIRS. We need more armor!
COVER THAT FACTORY!
Units:
1 [Doomcopters!]
2 [Doom Tanks!]
2 [Doom Crawler!]
5 [Sound Tanks]
2 [Heavy Plasma Tank!]
1 [Novice Angels of Pizzeria]
2 [Sound Barges]
Buildings:
[DOOM LASER ARTILLERY]
Get the construction vehicles on it! Cut down some metal trees and press them into factory parts!
4 Construction Vehicles
[3 Square Acres Of Metal Woodland]
[Fusion Press]
I myself will cover the factory from attacks.
[B-List Entropy]
3. MORE ALTITUDE! Full power to the engines, I want this ROCK STAR ready to fucking SHINE!
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e0fca3 No.34470
| Rolled 60, 41, 59 = 160 (3d100) |
>>34364
>Name:
Loria Tarasovich / Miss Moscovia
>Superpowers:
[A-List Super Growth] (gives [B-List Super Strength (A 9/20)+B-List Endurance (A 6/20)]), [B-List Regeneration]
>Weaknesses:
[Blinded Right Eye]
>Equipment:
[Yellow-Black Jumpsuit]
[Lord Hoyt (Imprisoned)]
[Inert Jazz Barges] x5
[Mangled Room 608 Wreck]
>Status: [Battered]
1&2: Miss Moscovia continued to strike down the flow of skeletal machines, even as the bolted lasers tore against her flesh. The battle seems to be tipping ever slightly forwards D.O.O.M. and it's allies, given that the current wave of foes are being thinned, and the imposing skeletron weeb is missing from sight, so hope remains for her for her side to come out victorious.
3: While smashing the machines with her own body may provide some offence against the flow of skeletrons, a little more reliable range is required for the distant threats. Lifting up the scraps of tanks from the field of battle, she tries to cobble some kind of oversized blaster to assist her in the fight. If she doesn't succeed… Well, she would have a multi-ton ball of metal to throw into the skeletron's ranks.
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e0fca3 No.34474
| Rolled 27, 53, 3, 62 = 145 (4d100) |
Name: Lord Vladimire
Age: 60
Origin Story: born to magically gifted parents who immigrated to texas from britain, he was taught the ways of magic, but his father abused both himself and his mother, leaving him with deep scars in childhood. he looked into black magic at an early age in secret, further festering the growing evil in his heart. when his father killed his mother by beating her, furious he killed his own father with his a forbidden spell, the death thunderbolt, which drains the life out of whoever it strikes.
from that day on he would grow to become one of the most notorious figures in magical society, taking the name Vladimire, and gathering an army of cultists and amassing in yet more dark magic. his trademark use of electromagic combined with black magic earned him the title of the "Lighting-DeathLord"
Vladimire is one of the few surviving members D.O.O.M. He was also notorious as being absent, missing very many meetings of D.O.O.M as he had been devoted much of his time trying to hunt down Waldough Whaters, the only person to ever escape him, and prophesied to be the Chosen One who will defeat him. this saved his life, as he was not there to be destroyed with the rest of D.O.O.M., but he also lost most of his followers to the skeleton attack.
he has returned to gather his strength again, and vows that no skeleton will get in the way of him finding and killing "the Child who Hid."
Blood Type: None
Signature Color: Lavender
Domain: somewhere in Texas
Superpowers: [B-List Super Sorcery], [B-List Electricity Control], [C-List Electricity Resistance]
Structures: Ley Node, V.U., [Brineborn Nest] [Empowered Scrying Tower]
Equipment: [Dark Lord's Cloak], [Dark Lord's Wand], [7 Magical Batteries][Scuba Gear][Harpoon Gun][Brineborn Allies] [Nice Yacht][Small Boat Squadron][EVIL Wax][Strange Mermaid Trident][1 Jazzbarge Wreckage][5 Skeleton Scrap][Rot Siren P.R. Float
Followers: [3 Death Beaters][4 Novice Death Beaters][Wendigo Tribe][Brineborn Allies][8 Rot Sirens][2 Zombie Platoon]
Training: [Amphibious Combat Tactics]
Weakness: [Waldough Whaters And The Shocking Susceptibility] - You are one of the last surviving members of D.O.O.M, the Distinguished Order Of Malefactors. Your dark power is hindered, of course, by the existence of Waldough Whaters, a fleet-footed yet courageous boy. You are at a drastic penalty to interactions with Superheros or innocent folk. Roll an additional unmodified 1d100 per turn: this represents what Waldough is up to as he eludes your grasp…
A-list Super Sorcery 19/25
V.U. Mobility 11/12
#1 A-list Super Sorcery 19/25
#2 V.U. Mobility 11/12
#3 Vladimire's school is almost ready to move on the hunt for the Whater's boy. before he leaves texas, he intends to go on a mass recruiting spree and gather as many wizards under his banner as he can. zombie platoons, brineborn, and wendigo spread fear and terror in his wake as his Siren's call out to all magical blood. either they live under his tutelage, or they die.
#4 the Dark Lord intends a raid, to capture one of Whater's friends and use them as bait to lure the boy out. his dark power stretches out to reach for the dark things that lurk in the swamp. indian burial grounds were built on sacred leynodes, disturbed by the white men's intrustion it spilled dark energies into the surrounding marshes creating swamp creatures. he seeks to reach out to one of these, to do his bidding.
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e0fca3 No.34475
| Rolled 50, 17, 11 = 78 (3d100) |
>>34364
Name: Silver Cloud. Formerly Nicholas Nikmahs
Age: 22
Origin Story: http://pastebin.com/qpJf9LX2
Blood Type: Formerly O.
Signature Color: Light Grey.
Domain: Baltimore, Maryland.
Superpowers: [C-List Morphic Form], [C-List Animal Control], [D-List Regeneration], [D-List Nanite Infection]
Weakness:
All As One - You cannot have followers or allies that have not been inundated with your nanites, and, indeed, the urge to spread your nanite "gift" is almost natural. These nanite-morphed "allies" are highly receptive to you, but are not directly under your control.
Equipment: Nothing
Equipment: Nothing
Followers: Nanite-Morphed Buck, Nanite-Morphed Seahawk. 3 Nanite-Morphed Dogs.
Renown: D-List
1. The Silvershroud hides in the shadow of a ruined building as the Jazzbarge flotilla’s menacing ambiance fills the air. Truly jazz is the most ominous of musical genres, the Humanity says that is incorrect, but let’s just ignore that.
After the flotilla passes by the entity begins moving again, making use of its morphic form to quickly move across the terrain. Phasing through fences, leaping over walls, turning into a cloud of nanites to cross rougher terrain. The Entity continues towards the source of the distress call.
2. The entity ceaselessly trains its regeneration [C-list regen] 3/10
3. The entity scouts for yet more allies as it travels towards the distress call.
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e0fca3 No.34482
| Rolled 2, 20, 36 - 30 = 28 (3d100) |
>>34363
because ash is fucking stupid
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e0fca3 No.34515
| Rolled 83, 44, 8 = 135 (3d100) |
>>34365
>Name: Max Valcroix, AKA Pulse
>Age: 18
>Origin Story: Pulse is the child of two powerful and famous A-list superheroes, Monolith and Ice Raven. After the accidental murder of a A-list villain by misjudging a combination attack, both turned themselves in to the police in shame. The judge gave them an incredibly harsh sentence in a power play, simultaneous life in a specialized prison with no visitation rights and the government has refused to release them under any circumstances. The incident forced Max out of the public eye, raised by his Grandfather in mid-Florida. Growing up with the power to control and shape raw energy into pulses, weapons and shields and a serious hatred for authority, Pulse has donned an all-black and gray costume to contrast his Parent's silver and red, and sworn to show up the police and do what they can't.
>Blood Type: O+
>Signature Color: White, the color of his energy pulses.
>Domain: Florida.
>Superpowers: [A-list Energy Blast], [A-List Energy Shield], [A-List Weapon Creation], [A-List Physical Fitness], [Psionic Resistance].
>Equipment: [Mid-Tech Secret Base (Cavern under High School), +Hidden], [High-Speed Motorcycle (Super)], [Army Base], [Tattered Father's Costume], [League Communicator], [Cadence's Helmet]
>Followers: Grandpa (Running Secret Base), [3x Florida Resistance (Trained)], [Resistance Government], [Mark and Michelle - Fire and Ice twins], [Sophia - Electric Girl], [Julio - Healer], [David, Psionic Amputee]
>Renown: B-List
1/2: Continue training D-List ??? 2/5
3. Arrive at the fight with the New League.
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e0fca3 No.34523
| Rolled 55, 69, 48 = 172 (3d100) |
>>34379
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e0fca3 No.34524
>>34365
>>34377
Q2 merely gave what was absolutely a sort of lipless smirk as Dragoon tossed sand, dust and flaming globs of metal into the air.
"You'll have to try better than that," sneered the Supreme Overcommander, bringing his trumpet to his mouth and tilting his head up, whereupon he let loose a ground-shaking jazz note that resonated in all directions, tearing apart flecks of Dragoon's earthen armor and turning his aerial barrage into a fine scattering of smoke and microscopic dust in the course of several seconds.
As Q2 looked back down, triumphantly, Dragoon merely roared and leapt forward as shards of rock encased the skeleton's feet. The metal musician let loose another punishing blast of jazz energy, but even as it began to scour Dragoon's form it was too little too late– Dragoon's flame and fists struck him and tore him from his earthen anchor, sending the machine flying back to skid across the landscape before coming to a halt, battered and dented, several hundred feet away.
As Trumpet Wraith got up and dusted himself off, there was a cacophanous noise– several motorcycles, approaching in unison. Both combatants glanced to the East to see none other than the white-costumed but bare-faced figure of Pulse, and with him, a group of hardened, costumed teens.
Reinforcements had arrived.
BEGIN ROUND 6 OF DRAGOON-VS-QUARTET 2, TRUMPET WRAITH
>>34367
1/2/3. You slowly creep through skeleton country and overtake any settlements or skeleton-controlled areas you find lying about. No Skeleton intel as of yet, however, but the guerilla-style warfare does give you some practice.
A-List Swordsmanship 11/18
>>34373
1. Your training takes an odd turn as you make more and more devices with absolutely uneccessary vibrating functions, many of which are meant to be secured around the crotch.
Either way, however, you feel as if you've kept your skills up to par even if the recent practice hasn't exactly been PG-13.
Gain B-List Device Invention. Gain [Suspiciously Phallic Kinetic Resonator]
2/3. You update several flaws in the armor placement and undermesh design, giving the armor capacity for better movement and joint protection. B-List Power Armor 4/8
>>34382
1. Progress is lost as a portion of the Factory collapses in on itself!
Power Armor Factory 2/6
2/3. B-List Regeneration 8/15
>>34379
>>34523
"Ingrate!" screamed Mongozo as he charged another crackling blast of fire, though he was too slow, as Bob simply blitzed to the side and cracked his flail into his hands at super-speed, creating tiny fractures in the blue crystals there. The steel sorcerer had no time or room to actually cast another firewall– Bob simply wouldn't let him, trying his hardest to sever his hands, which were quickly covered in hard magical barriers. They kept the machine's arms and hands protected, but it was clear the sorcerer simply did not have Bob's raw martial skill. Parries and counterpunches were met with deflections and hammering blows.
A surge of magical energy trembled through Bob as Mongozo begin charging some terrible spell, but before he could unleash the thing, Bob neatly leapt forward and pried his hands together with, perhaps, the most marvelous splits ever performed by man. He etched an outline of Wisconsin in the machine's head-plating, and then kicked him away, backflipping into another ready stance as Mongozo weighed his options…
BEGIN ROUND 5 OF DRACULA BOB-VS-CYBER MONGOZO
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e0fca3 No.34525
>>34381
>>34383
Q1 extended a hand to blast Scrufftron back down, scowling as said hand was disrupted by the flung rock. Additional attempts were similarly disrupted– Scrufftron simply advanced and flung piece after piece after piece, tearing little holes in Q1's form that, overextended as he was, the Quartet simply could not stop or repair, for he was too busy psionically parrying and blasting Scrufftron's team, intent on keeping this a showdown between the two horribly destabilized duelists.
Scrufftron fell to one knee as he came within touching distance of Q1, but instead of falling, he simply hardened his mind against psionic impact and clenched his fists, slowly bringing them together as metal shards and shavings began clumping themselves to Q1's dusty, rocky form, slowly compressing the thing as Q1's will was focused elsewhere.
Unable– or, more likely, just unwilling– to pour more of his power into his temporary shell, Q1 seethed as the pinkish shimmer of his will was torn away from its mooring, which was compacted into a golf-ball sized chunk of dirt, rock and metal shavings. The machine clenched a hand into a fist and swung at Scrufftron, popping several veins and eliciting a gushing nosebleed. With that last surge of psionic spite, Q1 dissipated, and Scrufftron collapsed, blacking out from the sheer trauma of his many injuries and mental stress…
LOSE [COMPUTER-WHIZ JIMMY]
YOUR SUPER-TEAM IS NOW [WOUNDED].
LOSE PSI-ADAMANT CARAPACE
GAIN A-LIST MAGNETISM
>>34389
1. You bring the Warstaff and the Cannon to the Mastermind, offering them up as potent tools and showing the man how to fire the Cannon– and destroying the frontal half of a Skeleton troop transport in the process.
2. You have completed the Subsonic Wave Gun, which destabilizes matter and causes things to burst, or shatter, or tear. Gain 8 Subsonic Wave Guns. Gain 1 Gold-Plated Subsonic Wave Gun, for your personal use.
3. Lose 5 scorpion Mercenaries. Gain 5 Living Metal Mercs.
>>34390
>>34391
Rust monsters, both summoned and already existant, leapt forward to begin devouring the hijacked golem. The thing only cackled, the magic lacing its body being more resistant to the rusting touch of the great insectoid irritants; with a surge of acidic magical power, it began to melt the things as fast as Kaza'kazdun could spawn them.
Soon, the mage spirit conjured for itsself a roiling ball of rust, and flung it at the golem; the golem merely transmuted it into a compacted sphere of ice and hurled it back, catching the host body in the gut and cracking a rib.
Gunfire erupted in the canopy as Charlie Company began to open fire on the golem, and, its attention temporarily turned towards the new intrusion, the magical spirit had a few seconds to recover and plan…
Lose 2 Rust Monsters.
YOUR SUMMONER-HOST BODY IS NOW LIGHTLY WOUNDED.
BEGIN ROUND 2 OF KAZA'KAZUN-VS-THE GOLEM
>>34457
1. The Regiments in california pull back from the LA battlefront, and will arrive at the start of next turn.
2. Your men set up defensive perimeters around the factory as your engineers and construction vehicles– and you– help repair the thing, putting parts back into place and re-aligning gears.
Doing so, however, incurs heavy casualties.
Lose 2 Sound Barges. Lose 2 Sound Tanks. Lose 1 Doom Crawler.
FACTORY REPAIRS 1/3
3. The ROCK STAR'S auxillary weapons systems are now capable of firing, and they tear down an oncoming squadron of Jazzbarges as the thing continues to ascend, ascend, ascend….
>>34470
1/2. More and more ships fall to Miss Moscovia's fists and improvised weaponry, further thinning the Skeleton horde– but there doesn't seem to be much of an end in sight… not that the giant ruskie seemed to care.
3. Unfortunately, not being the best at crafting tools and objects, the best Loria could do was crunch together a fearsome ball of metal and glowing plasma scraps that she underhand threw into the portal, eliciting a large, purple-tinted explosion– clearly, it hit SOMETHING important!
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e0fca3 No.34526
>>34474
1. A-List Super Sorcery 20/25. Even if you aren't quite A-List you feel you can probably put together something from Wizard Ikea, now.
2. V.U. trembles the earth and stone around it as it tears itsself free from its foundations and begins to levitate through the air– a fully mobile, highly magical base of operations for Vladimire and his menacing menagerie.
Gain [V.U. Mobility]. Your headquarters can now be (slowly) moved from place to place.
3. Vladimire, unfortunately gets nothing. His Siren Bus has broken down– its rear suspension the target of a Phantom Weight curse!
Some DO-GOODER wizard has SABOTAGED Vladimire's precious bus!
4. Somewhere deep in the swamp, a great and horrible thing of moss and rotting matter and muck shuddered to life. Its intentions were clear– find Waldough's friends, take Waldough's friends. Or at least one of them. And Vladimire got a clear image of the boy to give the creature guidance– sitting at a home-town fried chicken restaraunt, talking to a wizened, leathery black man in a pink suit that Vladimire recognized as none other than Black Magic, the African American community's premier magical superhero, talking to the Whater boy about the finer points of Fuccumencical Applications.
>>34475
1. You advance through ruins and wastelands, laying sights upon scenes of years-old destruction and mayhem…
2. Too much time spent travelling– not enough time to heal and repair….
3. No suitable hosts seem to exist in the first stretches of desolate, post-apocalyptic waste that the Silver Cloud scours. The Skeletons have sapped life from the place
>>34515
1/2. D-List ??? 4/5 You feel your personal energy field fluctuate and strengthen as you approach realization of this new power.
3. You arrive, though against your explicit commands, your team ate some sketchy fried chicken on the way, and they prepare themselves for combat even as they struggle to keep from vomiting all over the place.
Not you, though. You had the good sense to get a fish sandwich.
YOUR SUPER TEAM IS NOW [SICKENED].
>>34482
>>34470
>>34457
>>34389
The combatants find themselves blasting apart wave after wave of skeletal onslaught, just barely keeping themselves afloat of the oncoming tide of IRON BONES and jazz.
The great, shadowy creature that is their """ally""" seems to take pause for a moment, and then lets out with an almighty screech as the silvery samurai tears its way from the eternal void that is its gullet and lands, neatly, onto the ground, katana still seething with reddish-purple energy.
It looks upward as the Shroud falls to all eight arms to compose itsself. It looks at Miss Moscovia.
>>34318
You are now [Wounded].
POST.
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e0fca3 No.34527
>>34378
Chuckling, the Hell-Rider unfurled his demonic chain and whipped it forward, wrapping it tightly around the magical skeleton upholding the barrier– clearly, it didn't expect such a thing to happen, and it twisted and turned in vain as the demonic brute tore it right out of its portal and, with a single, swift movement, ripped its head right away from its body. Burning, cloven hooves came down and trampled the body to scrap as the portal winked out of existence in a puff of dust, and, in short order, the Hell-Rider's forces overcame what was left of the Skeleton incursion.
GAIN [MAGE-SKELETON'S HEAD].
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e0fca3 No.34528
>>34527
Name: The Hell-Rider
Age: 26
Origin Story: Douglas Green was just a simple biker before one day he was gunned down in by a member of a rival gang. His soul was sucked directly to help were he was tormented for all of his wrong doings in life. Douglas was however was no ordinary man and set about planning his escape from hell. Taking to ambushing and eating the lesser demon-kin he found himself twisting in both body and mind as he made his way towards the limits of Hell. How exactly he got out at that point not even he remembers is finding himself back in his hometown by the ruins of his old watering hole. Finding himself in the wreckage of the world now ruled by Iron-Bones he has set off to make things right and maybe redeem his soul on the way.
Blood Type: O
Signature Color: Purple
Domain: Northern Texas
Powers: [A-List Fire Resistance][A-List Demonic Transformation (gives A-List Super Strength, A-List Endurance and D-List Flight)][C-List Motorcycling][B-List Guitar Skills] Demon-Hog:[B-List Super Speed]
Weakness: [Devil's Reject] - You fought your way out of Hell, but Hell wants your black soul back. Your critical failures can attract OTHER types of attention, you are harmed and repelled by objects of faith, and banishing magic is particularly deadly to you.
Equipment: Hellforged Chain, Demon-Hog, Demonhide Jacket, Wrathful Holy Stratocaster, Mage-Skeleton Head
Assets: [Old Biker Clubhouse]
[3 Grenades][8 Skeleton Scrap]
Followers: 2 Old Ladies, 9 Road Warriors, 1 Road Huntress, 4 Bikers
—–
1-2. Well I better finish tuning up my Demon-Hog, I bet this skull would look hardcore mounted on the front. 2/6
+[Mage-Skeleton Head]
+[8 Skeleton Scrap]
3. I wonder if that pussy in Louisiana still need’s help, let’s hit the road boys! We’re going down to the bayou!
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e0fca3 No.34529
| Rolled 80, 56, 52 = 188 (3d100) |
>>34528
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e0fca3 No.34530
| Rolled 64, 68, 16 = 148 (3d100) |
>>34524
Name: Alex "Dragoon" Walker
Age: Twenties
Origin Story: Was a Normal Guy until the Spirit of a very old and powerful(at one point) Earth Dragon possessed his body, Now He fights to become strong a retake the world, one rock at a time.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Green
Domain: Northern Georgia, Most of Alabama, most of Mississippi
>Superpowers:
[A-List Rock Manipulation]
[A-List Endurance]
[B-List Metal Manipulation] (A 6/20)
[Maximum Dragon Rock Fusion]
[C-List Super Strength]
[B-List Dragon's Breath]
[C-List Physical Fitness]
>Equipment:
[Fortified Base.]
[Enhanced fortifications]
[Improved Infrastructure]
[Superhard Fortresses]
[Skeleton Alloy Ammo]
[Anti-air defenses]
[7 Radio Towers (can reach anywhere East of the Rockies]
[Advanced Training Room.]
[Alloy Armor]
[Fortified Basic Research Lab]
[Basic Skelescrap Forge!]
Mantlespear 2/12
>Followers:
[Mayor of Atlanta]
[18 Armored Veteran Survivors]
3 Scientists
>Research
Jazzhulk Research 3/6.
Renown: B-list
Status: Fine
Dragoon's Veteran Survivors clad in armor take the opportunity to unload on the Supreme Overcommander of the Skeleton Legions. Pouring alloy ammo onto Trumpet Wraith. Dragoon himself rips the ground out from under the Quartet member, aiming to sully his aim and make him fall. The Earth that moves then falls atop the skeleton as spikes even as serpent of earth bite at it to restrain and tear it apart. All the while Dragoon moves to close into the range of his flames and fists.
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e0fca3 No.34532
| Rolled 58, 34, 33 = 125 (3d100) |
>>34525
Name: Kaza'kazdun
Age: 10,000
Origin Story: A long forgotten spirit of magic brought forth from the Chaos Wilds in an attempt to help fight the skellitons. Who knew that trying to take something from a place called the Chaos Wilds would have unknown consequences on the summoner and spirit.
Blood Type: none
Signature Color: brownish
Domain: bum fuck Georgia
Superpowers: [B-list Super Sorcery], [D-List Super Stealth], [Psionic Resistance], [Summoner Health Boost], [D-List Artificing], [Enhanced Vision], [Almost-Super Charisma]
Equipment: [Weak Wand Of Magic Missile], [Magic Cutlery], Ikea Wands, [Tiny Enchanted Gun Stockpile], [Chocolatizing Coffee Mug], [Magical Hippy Van][Reagent Supply]
+ 1 Skeleton Scrap
+ 1 Strange Magical Object
+ 1 Ley Line Node
+ 1 [Magical Alter]
+ [Reinforced Devil's Bronze Body] ([C-List Flight][D-List Super Strength][D-List Super Speed])
+ [Meagre Tome]
+ [Slightly Less Meagre Tome]
Followers: 6 Cultists trained in magic, 8 Novice Artificer, Chaos Wolves, Charlie Company, [C.C. War Machine], 7 [Rust Monsters], 4 golems, 8 Engineers
Weakness: This Mortal Coil - You are bound to the increasingly unstable, relatively fragile shell of your summoner. If he dies, you're banished.
Renown: Starts at D-List.
Domain: [Basic Magical Populace]
In progress:
A-List Super Sorcery 15/25
1-3. Create a powerful magnetic force in a single point to crush the body.
+B-List Super-Sorcery
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e0fca3 No.34535
| Rolled 53, 89, 66 = 208 (3d100) |
>>34378
Name: Scruftron- (Real name Scruffy)
Age: 28
Origin Story: Once a mild mannered entry-level Janitor at a secret military instillation, Pvt. Scruffy was selected for secret goverment experiments in creating Artificial supers. He was infused with Neodymium enriched Iron as a substitute for the iron in his blood. The effect of this experiment gave the gift of Magnetism! He could fling great blocks of steel with a flick of the wrist! Pry open vault doors with his mind! Bend spoons! The potential was limitless! Except that the metal actually had to be magnetic… And he's afraid of spiders
Blood Type: AB-
Signature Color: Orange
Domain: somewhere in Nebaska
Superpowers: [A-List Magnetism], [B-List Janitorial Skills], [B-List Staff Combat]
Equipment:
+[Psion-Alloy Armor]
+ [Super Strong Strange Naginata]
+ [Psi-Adamant Warboots]
+[Heavy Laser Spray]
>Extra Equipment:
+[Cyber Alloy Armor]
+[Janitorial Armor D-list]
>Allies:
+[The Psychonaut]
>Followers:
+[1 Janitorial Captains]
+[23 Janitor Elites]
+[3 Janitors]
+[14 Janitor Strippers]
+[Doctor Phillip]
+[Windex] - the Invisible Marauder.
+ [Bucketboy] - the water-slinging floorwasher.
+ [Scour] - the bombshell that can disintegrate objects with her touch.
+ [Harvey] - a mountain of a man that soaks up punishment like a sponge.
+[Dura-Dong] - Man with a Iron will, and a Iron Cock.
Renown: B-list
Weakness: [Eight Legged Freaks] - Spiders and spider-like creatures give you a severe penalty to all rolls.
>Buildings:
+[Ultra-Advanced Laser Repeater Factory]
+[Scruff Base-Heavy Metal Version]+[EMP Fields]&[Tank Traps]&[Tank Turret Emplacement]
+ [Forge]
>Other Stuff
+ [Hunk Of Steel Sculpture].
+ [Low Weapons Supply]
+ [Scruffy's Porn Stash]
+ [Skelly Scrap Research]
+[Repulsion Tech]
+[Abandoned Tactical]
+[26 Scrufftech Laser Repeaters] +8/turn
+[70 Skeleton Scrap]
+[1 Repurposed Jazzbarge]
+[Quartet 3's Head]
+[Super Laser Pointer]
+[Masterwork War Bucket]
+[Inert "Doxy"]
>Research
Skeley Virus 3/8
Questionably Placed Cyber Grafting 16/???
Janitorial Barracks 1/4
[Critically Wounded]
[Wounded Super Team]
1. We are hurting, but with every battle we win my team and I grow stronger. Still, we must lick our wounds and recover. The good doctor shall aid in any treatment needed that cannot be fixed with mere first aid.
2. Scrufftron's magnetism is at it axiom now, his skill is unsurpassed. Quartet 1 crushed his fancy armor, so he shall make another. There was plenty of scrap from the battle, and in particular the debris from the fedora, the crystals, shall be worked into this new armor. A eastern theme would be incorporated, to match with the magnetic man's naginata.
3. With the death of Jimmy, a new expert of the mechanical was needed. He worked with many in his time with Scrufftron, and odds were that there was someone who could replace him in his role. And if not, then a search would begin for a new team mechanic, in particular one skilled in robotics.
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e0fca3 No.34591
| Rolled 76, 67, 52 + 5 = 200 (3d100) |
>>34532
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e0fca3 No.34592
| Rolled 8, 37 + 45 = 90 (2d100) |
>>34530
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e0fca3 No.34593
| Rolled 61, 83, 46 = 190 (3d100) |
Name: Real name Eva Foxx Cover name Steel wall.
Age: 17 years
Origin Story: Eva was a child prodigy in the field of robotics, she even managed to make a working robotic arm at the age of 13 and was accepted into collage roughly a year later. She was just a normal person in collage when the skeletons came, during the invasion she did the only thing she really could do at that point and hid in her collage dorm room hoping that everything would be okay, and it was okay, for her anyway. She then set up shop scavanging what she could and started to make something that would let her fight back against the skeletons and, after a long while of hard work, testing, failing, even more testing, she finally managed to make a basic protective suit of power armor for herself. It doesn't mater how its done all that matters is taking back this land, if not in the name of the USA in the name of humanity.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Bronze….ish
Domain: Grand Rapids, Michigan
Superpowers: [Super Intellect] [B-List Device Invention] [C-List Tool Creation]
Equipment: [Improved Tech Lab] [C-List Power Armor 4/8 to B] [C-List Cyber-Harness] [Repaired College Base] [Psion-Free Eswingbarge] [Suspiciously Phallic Kinetic Resonator]
Under construction: [Nothing]
Followers: No one…yet
Renown: Starts at D-List, still at D-List
1, "Huh…It seems I made this thing absentmindedly. Well, it has been a while…heh, I have a few ideas for this…" [Try to upgrade the Kinetic resonator.]
2,3 "As much as I'd love to keep working on the other little project I have going, survival takes the higher priority." [Continue upgrading the armor.]
Players note, You did this Jaundice, you did this…And I blame you for anything that happens due to action 1.
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e0fca3 No.34604
| Rolled 77, 14, 80 = 171 (3d100) |
>>34524
Name: Lord "Dracula" Bob, King of Greater Wisconsin, "The Wisconsin Vampire", Once and Future King
Age: 30
Origin Story: Fell into a vat of high performance makeup designed for athletes who want to look nice. Which was place conveniently near a costume department store. The fangs make it hard for him to chew and his super powered body needs a lot of nutrients so he drinks all his meals with a nibble hear and there. His now pristine and flawless white skin is very sensitive to light. Before all that he was just a jobless actor who made bad poetry and puns and lived in closet of an apartment with no windows in the basement in a bad neighborhood.
Blood Type: D for Drinks A Lot
Signature Color: Blood Red
Domain: Transylvania Forest (Milwaukee), Greater Wisconsin, New Camelot
Superpowers: [B-List Super Strength], [A-List Super Speed], [C-List Super Stealth], [B-List Hypnotism], [A-List Swordsmanship], [Psionic Resistance]
Weakness: [Sorta Vampirish] - Being in sunlight causes pain and blindness. Most actions must be done during the night, or underground. You can more or less only eat liquids. Fire does extreme damage to you since the makeup is, apparently, napalm-based.
Equipment:[Hang-Glider]. [Excalibur], [Skeleton Alloy Pants],[Retrofitted Psiadamant Gauntlets], [Purple Crystal Globe](Flail with claw-machine-esque clutch),
5 [Skeleton Laser Rifles]. 28 [Skeleton Scrap],[Skeleton Alloy Gauntlets]
Followers: 8 Teenagers, 2 Dr.Handymen (Dr. Richards and Dr. Frakensteen), 2 Vampire Apprentice [Pa'Trikk The EverCrispy], [Wisconsin Super-Governor],[Elijah "Dark Sanguinus" Blake], [Werewolf Tribe]
Renown: [B-List]
Buildings: Trap-Filled Castle - Heavily Damaged, 4 [Watchtowers],[Training Room], 3 [Radio Towers],
[Transports ready]
[Giga Scorpia Corpse]
Globe Researched. - Potential Control Locus for vehicle. Skeleton tactics deleted and skeletons weakened.
[Tentative Bigfoot Allies?]
A-List Super Strength 7/20
Chicago Conquest 1/6
[Wounded]
ROUND 5
"So tell me…what kind of hell do you skeletons go to? Or do you all just get pulled back into Prime's psychic belly as feelings of pain and frustration, sort of like indigestion."
"Bow your head accept a swift painless death."
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e0fca3 No.34605
| Rolled 36, 27, 5, 93 = 161 (4d100) |
Name: Lord Vladimire
Age: 60
Origin Story: born to magically gifted parents who immigrated to texas from britain, he was taught the ways of magic, but his father abused both himself and his mother, leaving him with deep scars in childhood. he looked into black magic at an early age in secret, further festering the growing evil in his heart. when his father killed his mother by beating her, furious he killed his own father with his a forbidden spell, the death thunderbolt, which drains the life out of whoever it strikes.
from that day on he would grow to become one of the most notorious figures in magical society, taking the name Vladimire, and gathering an army of cultists and amassing in yet more dark magic. his trademark use of electromagic combined with black magic earned him the title of the "Lighting-DeathLord"
Vladimire is one of the few surviving members D.O.O.M. He was also notorious as being absent, missing very many meetings of D.O.O.M as he had been devoted much of his time trying to hunt down Waldough Whaters, the only person to ever escape him, and prophesied to be the Chosen One who will defeat him. this saved his life, as he was not there to be destroyed with the rest of D.O.O.M., but he also lost most of his followers to the skeleton attack.
he has returned to gather his strength again, and vows that no skeleton will get in the way of him finding and killing "the Child who Hid."
Blood Type: None
Signature Color: Lavender
Domain: somewhere in Texas
Superpowers: [B-List Super Sorcery], [B-List Electricity Control], [C-List Electricity Resistance]
Structures: Ley Node, [V.U. Mobility], [Brineborn Nest] [Empowered Scrying Tower]
Equipment: [Dark Lord's Cloak], [Dark Lord's Wand], [7 Magical Batteries][Scuba Gear][Harpoon Gun][Brineborn Allies] [Nice Yacht][Small Boat Squadron][EVIL Wax][Strange Mermaid Trident][1 Jazzbarge Wreckage][5 Skeleton Scrap][Rot Siren P.R. Float
Followers: [3 Death Beaters][4 Novice Death Beaters][Wendigo Tribe][Brineborn Allies][8 Rot Sirens][2 Zombie Platoon]
Training: [Amphibious Combat Tactics]
Weakness: [Waldough Whaters And The Shocking Susceptibility] - You are one of the last surviving members of D.O.O.M, the Distinguished Order Of Malefactors. Your dark power is hindered, of course, by the existence of Waldough Whaters, a fleet-footed yet courageous boy. You are at a drastic penalty to interactions with Superheros or innocent folk. Roll an additional unmodified 1d100 per turn: this represents what Waldough is up to as he eludes your grasp…
A-list Super Sorcery 19/25
V.U. Mobility 11/12
#1 A-list Super Sorcery 19/25
#2-3 the Dark Lord draws up to his scrying tower to find the Wizard who did this, and channels his power to locate them. he would bring to bear his entire moving castle, his army, and his dread self upon them. Vladimire would need to make an example to Texas of the price of defying his will.
#4 Black Magic. a disgrace to the very phrase. the only thing more pathetic was any number of his nemeses, such as that undead confederate general or that flying broom gang the Sons of Aryas, who would fail to kill him every time. the Dark Lord considered contacting them, but that would be later. he directed the swamp thing to search for any of Waldough's friends who weren't currently with him, and to take them as soon as possible to the nearest river where a brineborn and some Death Beaters might ferry them to Texas.
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e0fca3 No.34623
| Rolled 32, 51, 64 = 147 (3d100) |
>>34604
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e0fca3 No.34631
| Rolled 76, 4, 68 = 148 (3d100) |
>>34526
Name: The Shroud
Age: Time Immemorial
Origin Story: Here since the beginning, the invasion and overthrow of the governments by the robots disturb its slumber. Actually really intelligent and has decided to pose as a super villain to gain more power.
Blood Type: Lcl
Signature Color: Dark Black
Domain: Redding
Superpowers: [B-List Super Strength]; [A-List Super A.T Shield]; [A-List Regeneration], [Max Limbs (8)]; [D-List Spook-Vision]; [C-List S2 Cross Bomb 6/8]
Weakness: [Horror From Beyond] - You inspire dread and fear in everyday people. Good luck getting followers or allies.
Equipment: Spoon Collection; [Billie's Bounce Core]
Followers: [The LOBBRs (League Of Bargain Bin Rejects)]
Renown: C-List.
[Wounded]
1-3; Attack it to get its attention, then focus on defending and healing and keeping it distracted
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e0fca3 No.34660
| Rolled 24, 81, 43 = 148 (3d100) |
>>34526
Name: Hank Scorpio
Age: Average
Origin Story:
This incredible visionary is a genius entrepreneur who made lots of money with all sorts of space weapon technology. Which is also where his ambitions lie. In space. But all that aside for now, born with incredible super intelligence Hank Scorpio does whatever he can to provide a relaxed work environment for all his employees while they bring about the end of the world. Or happen to save it.
Blood Type: ABC
Signature Color: Pink
Domain: Phoenix, Arizona
Superpowers:
+ Super Intellect
+ OMEGA Regeneration Chip
+ Laser Integration System
+ C-List Bass Playing
+ C-List Physical Fitness
+ D-List Device Invention
+ D-List Tool Creation
+ D-List Bass Playing
Followers:
+ A-Team
+ 4 Living Metal Corporate Executives
+ 26 Scorpion Mercenaries
+ 53 Living Metal Mercs
+ 6 Living Metal Mercs (Living Metal Merc Captives) - probably ded?
+ Weapons Expert
Equipment:
+ [Orange Suit]
+ [Particle Acceleration Cannon]
+ [Quartet 4's Psi-Plasma Warstaff]
+ [Hell-Touched Bass Guitar]
+ Blueprint Briefcase
+ Medium-High Funds
+ 8 Energy Rifles
+ 8 Subsonic Wave Guns
+ 1 Gold-Plated Subsonic Wave Gun
+ 3 [Space Rockets]
+ [Psion Tainted Fragments]
Giantic Weird Follower Space Stations:
+ GiLiMeSS
Renown: C-List
Buildings:
+ Research Lab
+ Ad-Tech Factory
+ Auto Training Facility
+ Upgraded Research Lab
Tech:
+ Flawless Biomechanical Regeneration Tech (A-list Regeneration, C-List Endurance)
+ Living Steel Alloy -> Living Alloy Bill (Mercs will be converted to Living Alloy at reasonable rate)
+ Metal Augmentation (Regeneration, Fitness, Split Bodyparts)
+ Superpower Dampener [Locked Out] 4/15
+ Subsonic Wave Gun 11/12
+ Super Strength Gene Augments 1/6
1-3. Scorpio had assembled his forces. They were equipped, ready and determined. But most important of all they were very, very durable. They would hold their own against the Skeleton Menace. Meanwhile it was up to him, Hank Scorpio, entrepreneur, inventor, evil genius and loving, caring father to two children he had totally not forgotten somewhere, to take down the Silver Samurai once and for all!
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e0fca3 No.34661
| Rolled 46, 52, 66 = 164 (3d100) |
>>34389
"They look magnficient SCORPIO. I knew I could trust you my old ally, now, give me a demonstraation of these weapons. I would love to see the effect of them upon a
FUCKING
SKELETON
NINJA
seriously fuck that guy and his fleet."
>>34312
"Whatever you are doing Paradox I know it's useful and know it will be appreciated, keep it up we're still beating back these skeletons."
>>34470
"MOSCOVIA.
You have its attention!
Keep it while the giant Angel thing recovers, just stay alive long enough for us to smash his fleet then we'll dogpile the fucking fucker."
—
Name: The Mastermind
Age: At least 100
http://pastebin.com/jqJPHFCr
>Blood Type: AB+
>Signature Color: Dark Red
>Domain: New Mexico
>Superpowers: [Super Intellect], [D-List Device Invention] [Awesome Scar] [B-List Entropy] [D-List Sonic Blast (Rock-N-Roll)][D-List Super Singing]
1. "KEEP HOLDING AND REPAIRING THAT FACTORY, WE NEED TO MAKE UP FOR OUR ARMORED LOSSES. WE JUST NEED A LITTLE MORE TIME!"
Units:
1 [Doomcopters!]
2 [Doom Tanks!]
2 [Doom Crawler!]
5 [Sound Tanks]
2 [Heavy Plasma Tank!]
1 [Novice Angels of Pizzeria]
2 [Sound Barges]
Buildings:
[DOOM LASER ARTILLERY]
"REPAIR THAT FACTORY 1/3"
4 Construction Vehicles
[3 Square Acres Of Metal Woodland]
[Fusion Press]
2-3. RISE, MY GLORIOUS ROCK STAR, RISE!
UNLEASH YOU TURBOLASER CANNONS UPON THIS PUNY SKELETAL FLEET!
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e0fca3 No.34662
>>34661
Correct units
>Vehicles
1 [Doomcopters!]
2 [Doom Tanks!]
1 [Doom Crawler!]
3 [Sound Tanks]
2 [Heavy Plasma Tank!]
1 [Novice Angels of Pizzeria]
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e0fca3 No.34665
| Rolled 51, 38, 81 = 170 (3d100) |
>>34526
>Name:
Loria Tarasovich / Miss Moscovia
>Superpowers:
[A-List Super Growth] (gives [B-List Super Strength (A 9/20)+B-List Endurance (A 6/20)]), [B-List Regeneration]
>Weaknesses:
[Blinded Right Eye]
>Equipment:
[Yellow-Black Jumpsuit]
[Lord Hoyt (Imprisoned)]
[Inert Jazz Barges] x5
[Mangled Room 608 Wreck]
>>34661
"Da, on it." Not much need to be said about confronting the weeb-ish skeletron warrior, given that with it's focus on her, she'll need to fight it anyway. However, given that it just ripped and tore through the other titan on D.O.O.M's side, she'll make sure to not just attack blindly.
1-2: Just striking the machine down with her heel would likely lead to her foot being chopped, so instead, Miss Moscovia continued to use the scraps littering the ground in her offence, for no matter it's skill, the skeletron will eventually slip up.
3: Of course, collateral damage will be expected, so she made sure said damage would only affect the skeletrons charging at D.O.O.M's army.
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e0fca3 No.34699
| Rolled 42, 33, 15 = 90 (3d100) |
>>34526
>Name: Max Valcroix, AKA Pulse
>Age: 18
>Origin Story: Pulse is the child of two powerful and famous A-list superheroes, Monolith and Ice Raven. After the accidental murder of a A-list villain by misjudging a combination attack, both turned themselves in to the police in shame. The judge gave them an incredibly harsh sentence in a power play, simultaneous life in a specialized prison with no visitation rights and the government has refused to release them under any circumstances. The incident forced Max out of the public eye, raised by his Grandfather in mid-Florida. Growing up with the power to control and shape raw energy into pulses, weapons and shields and a serious hatred for authority, Pulse has donned an all-black and gray costume to contrast his Parent's silver and red, and sworn to show up the police and do what they can't.
>Blood Type: O+
>Signature Color: White, the color of his energy pulses.
>Domain: Florida.
>Superpowers: [A-list Energy Blast], [A-List Energy Shield], [A-List Weapon Creation], [A-List Physical Fitness], [Psionic Resistance], [D-List ??? 4/5].
>Equipment: [Mid-Tech Secret Base (Cavern under High School), +Hidden], [High-Speed Motorcycle (Super)], [Army Base], [Tattered Father's Costume], [League Communicator], [Cadence's Helmet]
>Followers: Grandpa (Running Secret Base), [3x Florida Resistance (Trained)], [Resistance Government], [Mark and Michelle - Fire and Ice twins], [Sophia - Electric Girl], [Julio - Healer], [David, Psionic Amputee]
>Renown: B-List
1-3: JOIN THE FIGHT WITH A DRAMATIC APPEARANCE, AS BEFITS BEST HERO.
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e0fca3 No.34775
| Rolled 23, 26, 2 = 51 (3d100) |
>>34526
Name: Silver Cloud. Formerly Nicholas Nikmahs
Age: 22
Origin Story: http://pastebin.com/qpJf9LX2
Blood Type: Formerly O.
Signature Color: Light Grey.
Domain: Baltimore, Maryland.
Superpowers: [C-List Morphic Form], [C-List Animal Control], [D-List Regeneration], [D-List Nanite Infection]
Weakness:
All As One - You cannot have followers or allies that have not been inundated with your nanites, and, indeed, the urge to spread your nanite "gift" is almost natural. These nanite-morphed "allies" are highly receptive to you, but are not directly under your control.
Equipment: Nothing
Equipment: Nothing
Followers: Nanite-Morphed Buck, Nanite-Morphed Seahawk. 3 Nanite-Morphed Dogs.
Renown: D-List
1. The enitity takes but scant moments to gaze upon the ruins of civilization, the humanity within tells tales of a time past, and whispers of the horrors these people must have experienced. The Silvershroud feels disturbed, but does not Have time to dawdle, and continues to make haste to lend its aid.
2. The entity endlessly trains its regeneration [C-list regen] 3/10
3. The Entity instead works to improve its [C-List Morphic Form] to B. Deciding that such action could aid it well.
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e0fca3 No.34776
>>34775
I roll a 1 in Jidai and then immediately a 2 in IB. Merry Christmas to me I guess.
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e0fca3 No.34812
>>34528
1/2. Demon Hog Tune-Up 4/6
3. You and your boys carve a path through Skeleton country on the way to the bayou… it's a little slow going but you'll get there at the start of next turn.
>>34593
1. Kinetic Resonator Upgrade 2/8. Modifying the vibro-jack within the core seems to be the key to letting it tear through steel and stone…
2/3. C-List Power Armor 6/8
>>34535
1. You and your team find some time to heal and recover from your strenuous ordeal…
You are now Wounded.
2. You begin creating a new, stronger variety of armor from the scrap and crystalline shards…
Psi-Alloy Ō-yoroi 4/6
3. Roboticist 2/5
>>34605
1. A-List Super Sorcery 20/25
2/3. Focusing all of his arcane might, the Lightning DeathLord manages only a hazy image of a scruffy, terribly generic looking Caucasian man with a cowboy hat and a longcoat… in one hand is clutched a gnarled white staff, in the other, a Nerf gun etched in arcane runes… surely, this must be Barry Nedserd, renowned, gritty 90's era street mage…
4. The Swamp Thing comes into some serious luck– it happens upon Sunjust and another of Waldough's friends, Weevil Tallrump, having a heart-to-heart in the swamp. Due to the Tallrump boy's utter incompetence at most magic, including Fuccumency, the Dark Lord's scrying powers allow him to listen in to the full conversation– which reveals, most tellingly, that Waldough is trying to hide from Skeleton Prime as he searches for Professor Thimblethor, his long-lost mentor-slash-Grindr-wingman. Thimblethor, as you recall, -should- be dead– but yet, the Tallrump boy says he still yet lives! And that he KNOWS the secret to destroying you!
Before the Swamp Thing can pounce, they run off to reunite with the rest of the group, mentioning that they will soon head for the Mississippi… and, in doing so, inadvertently travel one of the most Brineborn infested rivers on Earth…
>>34661
1. Factory Repairs 2/3. Your men are holding them off the best they can but it remains a daunting fight, so thick is the sheer volume of oncoming fire. Lose 1 Heavy Plasma Tank. Lose 2 Sound Tanks.
2/3. The Rock Star ascends higher still, and even its auxillary systems are enough to blast dozens of ships at once, sending husk after metal husk crashing to the earth below in magnificent uproars of lasers, psionic energy and fire.
>>34604
>>34623
Mongozo let out a hiss of anger as his continued spells were cancelled, countered and simply stopped from getting through. He lashed at Bob with whips of burning teeth; blasted him with concussive spheres of force and wind; tried pushing him backward with a telekinetic wave. But nothing Mongozo did seemed to have much effect, for the sword-toting "vampire" simply sprinted in and out of range, slowly whittling down the cybernetic sorcerer with tiny cuts and glancing crashing blows. One particularly savage axe-kick to the head tore out several ligaments and parts of Mongozo's neck, and, damaged, the mage begins conjuring a different sort of magic.
He's trying to escape.
BEGIN ROUND 6 OF DRACULA BOB-VS-CYBER MONGOZO
>>34631
1/3. You regenerate the gaping, burning hole in your "chest" as you bat around the samurai like a plaything. It seems to be unnaturally sturdy for something of its size, however…
You are now [Battered].
>>34775
1. Progress is made towards the source of the distress call…. not much. But some.
2. C-List Regeneration 4/10
3. A horrible mistake ensues as the Entity tries to dabble in the realm of shifting its matter and size– a globule is cleaved off and, despite its efforts, refuses to return to the "fold."
A rogue batch of nanites is quite keen on escaping into the post-apocalyptic wilds…
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e0fca3 No.34814
>>34665
1/2. The silvery samurai bats aside the oncoming tossed chunks of metal with his club, even as he is knocked around and battered by the Shroud. With cold precision he begins angling his deflections -towards- Miss Moscovia, and she soon finds herself playing a painful game of catch.
3. However, the russian giantess is successful in making sure that the collateral damage stays on the Skeletons' side– most of their ground troops are battered or beaten.
>>34660
1/3. Scorpio's men deploy in the heart of the battlezone, where their regenerative powers help them withstand the blistering tide of laser fire and sonics that the surrounding Skeleton forces dish out. They carve a path and disrupt the flow of Skeleton reinforcements to the Mastermind's factory while Scorpio himself begins taking pot-shots at the Samurai– missing, but keeping the Samurai from doing any -real- harm to anyone!
>>34532
>>34591
The spirit is filled with anger as the magnetic crush spell is deflected and warped– turned into an Almighty Push that knocks it and its disciples back quite a ways.
Barriers of earth and stone and wood are erected by the spirit that serve to blunt the oncoming tide of force missiles that follows the failed attempt at crushing, but regardless, the Host Body's clothing is torn and shredded by the battering it soon receives…
The cultists, and the Chaos Wolves, form up a protective circle around the spirit.
YOU ARE NOW WOUNDED.
BEGIN ROUND 3 OF KAZA'KAZDUN-VS-THE GOLEM
>>34665
>>34661
>>34660
>>34631
The tide of ships slows as overwhelming firepower on the part of D.O.O.M. simply suppresses the Skeleton fleet. To compensate, however, two shimmering portals open up on the ground, where a flood of skeletons pours forth to begin laying down suppressing fire on D.O.O.M. forces.
The Samurai, battered and harassed by both The Shroud and Miss Moscovia, performs a stunning backflip that puts him directly in the path of Hank Scorpio, who he seeks to render non-functional for at least -some- part of the battle.
And all the while, Mastermind's Death Star approaches the limit of its height, almost singlehandedly keeping the aerial tide of ships at bay. By now, the battlefield is choked in smoke and smog and debris…
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e0fca3 No.34817
>>34592
>>34530
>>34699
With the appearance of Pulse, Q2 seems to take some measure of pause, for the battle quickly turns into a confusing, all-out melee owing to the lack of coordination from either hero, or their respective forms of backup. Pulse's super-team is rendered inert due to a nausea-inducing blast of low-frequency sound, and as they vomit in near-unison their leader blitzes forward to ram a crackling spear of white energy through Q2's chest– though he misses, and finds himself psi-sonically blasted forward quite a ways for his trouble.
As Q2 moves to capitalize on Pulse's mistake, Dragoon tears the feet out from under him and begins unceremoniously pummeling him with bits of earth and his own flame-enhanced fists. Angered noises fill the air as Q2's golden armoring is torn and beaten and, finally, ripped off, exposing the reinforced-but-unexciting chassis beneath.
Pulse blasts himself to his feet and begins laying down volleys of energy, but both he and Dragoon are blasted back by a concussive wave of sound emanating from the skeleton's mouth. It doesn't stop, though, and both find themselves digging into the ground as the noise climbs higher and higher in its intensity, to the point that it's quite sure that one can hear the high note Q2 reaches from space.
Something has certainly heard it, though– a massive, garishly colored, gold-ornamented Giga Skeleton equipped with no fewer than thirty car-sized subwoofers and a shield projector mounted beneath the central amp on its chest. Q2 cackles madly as the machine lands on its feet with an almighty crunch and a wave of dust and kicked-up earth, and when said dust clears, the Supreme Overcommander stands in the Giga Skeleton's palm, already being lifted to the head.
"NOW THAT I HAVE YOU BOTH HERE, I'LL KILL TWO BIRDS WITH ONE MECH!"
BEGIN ROUND 7 OF DRAGOON AND PULSE-VS-QUARTET 2, TRUMPET WRAITH & "TAKE FIVE"
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e0fca3 No.34818
| Rolled 92, 7, 44 = 143 (3d100) |
>>34814
Name: Kaza'kazdun
Age: 10,000
Origin Story: A long forgotten spirit of magic brought forth from the Chaos Wilds in an attempt to help fight the skellitons. Who knew that trying to take something from a place called the Chaos Wilds would have unknown consequences on the summoner and spirit.
Blood Type: none
Signature Color: brownish
Domain: bum fuck Georgia
Superpowers: [B-list Super Sorcery], [D-List Super Stealth], [Psionic Resistance], [Summoner Health Boost], [D-List Artificing], [Enhanced Vision], [Almost-Super Charisma]
Equipment: [Weak Wand Of Magic Missile], [Magic Cutlery], Ikea Wands, [Tiny Enchanted Gun Stockpile], [Chocolatizing Coffee Mug], [Magical Hippy Van][Reagent Supply]
+ 1 Skeleton Scrap
+ 1 Strange Magical Object
+ 1 Ley Line Node
+ 1 [Magical Alter]
+ [Reinforced Devil's Bronze Body] ([C-List Flight][D-List Super Strength][D-List Super Speed])
+ [Meagre Tome]
+ [Slightly Less Meagre Tome]
Followers: 6 Cultists trained in magic, 8 Novice Artificer, Chaos Wolves, Charlie Company, [C.C. War Machine], 7 [Rust Monsters], 4 golems, 8 Engineers
Weakness: This Mortal Coil - You are bound to the increasingly unstable, relatively fragile shell of your summoner. If he dies, you're banished.
Renown: Starts at D-List.
Domain: [Basic Magical Populace]
In progress:
A-List Super Sorcery 15/25
1-3. Let's try transmutation this time. Metal to stone, then stone to flesh.
+B-List Super Sorcery
-Wounded
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e0fca3 No.34820
| Rolled 35, 15, 6 = 56 (3d100) |
>>34818
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e0fca3 No.34821
| Rolled 85, 85, 4 = 174 (3d100) |
>>34812
Name: Scruftron- (Real name Scruffy)
Age: 28
Origin Story: Once a mild mannered entry-level Janitor at a secret military instillation, Pvt. Scruffy was selected for secret goverment experiments in creating Artificial supers. He was infused with Neodymium enriched Iron as a substitute for the iron in his blood. The effect of this experiment gave the gift of Magnetism! He could fling great blocks of steel with a flick of the wrist! Pry open vault doors with his mind! Bend spoons! The potential was limitless! Except that the metal actually had to be magnetic… And he's afraid of spiders
Blood Type: AB-
Signature Color: Orange
Domain: somewhere in Nebaska
Superpowers: [A-List Magnetism], [B-List Janitorial Skills], [B-List Staff Combat]
Equipment:
+[Psion-Alloy Armor]
+ [Super Strong Strange Naginata]
+ [Psi-Adamant Warboots]
+[Heavy Laser Spray]
>Extra Equipment:
+[Cyber Alloy Armor]
+[Janitorial Armor D-list]
>Allies:
+[The Psychonaut]
>Followers:
+[1 Janitorial Captains]
+[23 Janitor Elites]
+[3 Janitors]
+[14 Janitor Strippers]
+[Doctor Phillip]
+[Windex] - the Invisible Marauder.
+ [Bucketboy] - the water-slinging floorwasher.
+ [Scour] - the bombshell that can disintegrate objects with her touch.
+ [Harvey] - a mountain of a man that soaks up punishment like a sponge.
+[Dura-Dong] - Man with a Iron will, and a Iron Cock.
Renown: B-list
Weakness: [Eight Legged Freaks] - Spiders and spider-like creatures give you a severe penalty to all rolls.
>Buildings:
+[Ultra-Advanced Laser Repeater Factory]
+[Scruff Base-Heavy Metal Version]+[EMP Fields]&[Tank Traps]&[Tank Turret Emplacement]
+ [Forge]
>Other Stuff
+ [Hunk Of Steel Sculpture].
+ [Low Weapons Supply]
+ [Scruffy's Porn Stash]
+ [Skelly Scrap Research]
+[Repulsion Tech]
+[Abandoned Tactical]
+[26 Scrufftech Laser Repeaters] +8/turn
+[70 Skeleton Scrap]
+[1 Repurposed Jazzbarge]
+[Quartet 3's Head]
+[Super Laser Pointer]
+[Masterwork War Bucket]
+[Inert "Doxy"]
>Research
Psi-Alloy Ō-yoroi 4/6
Skeley Virus 3/8
Roboticist 2/5
Questionably Placed Cyber Grafting 16/???
Janitorial Barracks 1/4
[Wounded]
1. Continue the work on the Ō-yoroi, and work in some of the alloys from the heaping hulk of Scrap that was doxy, it has little use to us without the crystal fedora to control it.
2. And keep up the search for the Roboticist, I need something to fill the hole in my life that Jimmy left behind.
3. AS I am still wounded, I will use this lull in the action as a opportunity to continue my grafting while I mend my wounds.
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e0fca3 No.34827
| Rolled 44, 53, 80 = 177 (3d100) |
>>34814
Name: Hank Scorpio
Age: Average
Origin Story:
This incredible visionary is a genius entrepreneur who made lots of money with all sorts of space weapon technology. Which is also where his ambitions lie. In space. But all that aside for now, born with incredible super intelligence Hank Scorpio does whatever he can to provide a relaxed work environment for all his employees while they bring about the end of the world. Or happen to save it.
Blood Type: ABC
Signature Color: Pink
Domain: Phoenix, Arizona
Superpowers:
+ Super Intellect
+ OMEGA Regeneration Chip
+ Laser Integration System
+ C-List Bass Playing
+ C-List Physical Fitness
+ D-List Device Invention
+ D-List Tool Creation
+ D-List Bass Playing
Followers:
+ A-Team
+ 4 Living Metal Corporate Executives
+ 26 Scorpion Mercenaries
+ 53 Living Metal Mercs
+ 6 Living Metal Mercs (Living Metal Merc Captives) - probably ded?
+ Weapons Expert
Equipment:
+ [Orange Suit]
+ [Particle Acceleration Cannon]
+ [Quartet 4's Psi-Plasma Warstaff]
+ [Hell-Touched Bass Guitar]
+ Blueprint Briefcase
+ Medium-High Funds
+ 8 Energy Rifles
+ 8 Subsonic Wave Guns
+ 1 Gold-Plated Subsonic Wave Gun
+ 3 [Space Rockets]
+ [Psion Tainted Fragments]
Giantic Weird Follower Space Stations:
+ GiLiMeSS
Renown: C-List
Buildings:
+ Research Lab
+ Ad-Tech Factory
+ Auto Training Facility
+ Upgraded Research Lab
Tech:
+ Flawless Biomechanical Regeneration Tech (A-list Regeneration, C-List Endurance)
+ Living Steel Alloy -> Living Alloy Bill (Mercs will be converted to Living Alloy at reasonable rate)
+ Metal Augmentation (Regeneration, Fitness, Split Bodyparts)
+ Superpower Dampener [Locked Out] 4/15
+ Subsonic Wave Gun
+ Super Strength Gene Augments 1/6
1-3. Some Silver Surfer Bro wanted to take on the CEO of Hank Scorpio Inc? Please. Scorpio had taken down more dangerous skeletons before! It was time to deliver a crazy beatdown with all the cool and fancy tech looted from skeletons much like this one!
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e0fca3 No.34829
| Rolled 39, 34, 32 = 105 (3d100) |
>>34817
Name: Alex "Dragoon" Walker
Age: Twenties
Origin Story: Was a Normal Guy until the Spirit of a very old and powerful(at one point) Earth Dragon possessed his body, Now He fights to become strong a retake the world, one rock at a time.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Green
Domain: Northern Georgia, Most of Alabama, most of Mississippi
>Superpowers:
[A-List Rock Manipulation]
[A-List Endurance]
[B-List Metal Manipulation] (A 6/20)
[Maximum Dragon Rock Fusion]
[C-List Super Strength]
[B-List Dragon's Breath]
[C-List Physical Fitness]
>Equipment:
[Fortified Base.]
[Enhanced fortifications]
[Improved Infrastructure]
[Superhard Fortresses]
[Skeleton Alloy Ammo]
[Anti-air defenses]
[7 Radio Towers (can reach anywhere East of the Rockies]
[Advanced Training Room.]
[Alloy Armor]
[Fortified Basic Research Lab]
[Basic Skelescrap Forge!]
Mantlespear 2/12
>Followers:
[Mayor of Atlanta]
[18 Armored Veteran Survivors]
3 Scientists
>Research
Jazzhulk Research 3/6.
Renown: B-list
Status: Fine
"Even I find that monstrosity needlessly gaudy." Dragoon starts moving throwing up walls while lashing out at the opulent machine with a storm of dust, dirt, stone, and metal aiming to stretch the shield thin trying to defend all angles. Making either shut off from overwork or allowing someone to punch through it and destroy the generator. If he could do any real damage to the machine though he would take it.
>>34699
"Since you here already golden boy, better make your shot count."
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e0fca3 No.34830
| Rolled 75, 94, 24 = 193 (3d100) |
>>34817
>Name: Max Valcroix, AKA Pulse
>Age: 18
>Origin Story: Pulse is the child of two powerful and famous A-list superheroes, Monolith and Ice Raven. After the accidental murder of a A-list villain by misjudging a combination attack, both turned themselves in to the police in shame. The judge gave them an incredibly harsh sentence in a power play, simultaneous life in a specialized prison with no visitation rights and the government has refused to release them under any circumstances. The incident forced Max out of the public eye, raised by his Grandfather in mid-Florida. Growing up with the power to control and shape raw energy into pulses, weapons and shields and a serious hatred for authority, Pulse has donned an all-black and gray costume to contrast his Parent's silver and red, and sworn to show up the police and do what they can't.
>Blood Type: O+
>Signature Color: White, the color of his energy pulses.
>Domain: Florida.
>Superpowers: [A-list Energy Blast], [A-List Energy Shield], [A-List Weapon Creation], [A-List Physical Fitness], [Psionic Resistance], [D-List ??? 4/5].
>Equipment: [Mid-Tech Secret Base (Cavern under High School), +Hidden], [High-Speed Motorcycle (Super)], [Army Base], [Tattered Father's Costume], [League Communicator], [Cadence's Helmet]
>Followers: Grandpa (Running Secret Base), [3x Florida Resistance (Trained)], [Resistance Government], [Mark and Michelle - Fire and Ice twins], [Sophia - Electric Girl], [Julio - Healer], [David, Psionic Amputee]
>Renown: B-List
1/2/3:
>>34829
"Haven't missed so far. Not when it counts." Pulse grits.
The black-clad hero cracks his neck, stepping back for a second to assert the situation as he charges up his energy spikes. "A big fucking mech. That makes things easy." The prodigy growls, taking a step forward with a decisive strike already outlined in his head.
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e0fca3 No.34831
| Rolled 82, 14, 38 + 20 = 154 (3d100) |
>>34830
>>34829
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e0fca3 No.34832
YouTube embed. Click thumbnail to play.
| Rolled 90, 28, 86 = 204 (3d100) |
>>34812
Name: The Hell-Rider
Age: 26
Origin Story: Douglas Green was just a simple biker before one day he was gunned down in by a member of a rival gang. His soul was sucked directly to help were he was tormented for all of his wrong doings in life. Douglas was however was no ordinary man and set about planning his escape from hell. Taking to ambushing and eating the lesser demon-kin he found himself twisting in both body and mind as he made his way towards the limits of Hell. How exactly he got out at that point not even he remembers is finding himself back in his hometown by the ruins of his old watering hole. Finding himself in the wreckage of the world now ruled by Iron-Bones he has set off to make things right and maybe redeem his soul on the way.
Blood Type: O
Signature Color: Purple
Domain: Northern Texas
Powers: [A-List Fire Resistance][A-List Demonic Transformation (gives A-List Super Strength, A-List Endurance and D-List Flight)][C-List Motorcycling][B-List Guitar Skills] Demon-Hog: [B-List Super Speed]
Weakness: [Devil's Reject] - You fought your way out of Hell, but Hell wants your black soul back. Your critical failures can attract OTHER types of attention, you are harmed and repelled by objects of faith, and banishing magic is particularly deadly to you.
Equipment: Hellforged Chain, Demon-Hog, Demonhide Jacket, Wrathful Holy Stratocaster,
Assets: [Old Biker Clubhouse][3 Grenades]
Followers: 2 Old Ladies, 9 Road Warriors, 1 Road Huntress, 4 Bikers
—–
1-2. Finish off tuning up my Hog 4/6
3. I wasn’t born on a bayou but I sure as hell love that song, I wonder if they got any cool musicians left down there…..
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e0fca3 No.34847
| Rolled 12, 7, 60 = 79 (3d100) |
>>34812
Name: Lord "Dracula" Bob, King of Greater Wisconsin, "The Wisconsin Vampire", Once and Future King
Age: 30
Origin Story: Fell into a vat of high performance makeup designed for athletes who want to look nice. Which was place conveniently near a costume department store. The fangs make it hard for him to chew and his super powered body needs a lot of nutrients so he drinks all his meals with a nibble hear and there. His now pristine and flawless white skin is very sensitive to light. Before all that he was just a jobless actor who made bad poetry and puns and lived in closet of an apartment with no windows in the basement in a bad neighborhood.
Blood Type: D for Drinks A Lot
Signature Color: Blood Red
Domain: Transylvania Forest (Milwaukee), Greater Wisconsin, New Camelot
Superpowers: [B-List Super Strength], [A-List Super Speed], [C-List Super Stealth], [B-List Hypnotism], [A-List Swordsmanship], [Psionic Resistance]
Weakness: [Sorta Vampirish] - Being in sunlight causes pain and blindness. Most actions must be done during the night, or underground. You can more or less only eat liquids. Fire does extreme damage to you since the makeup is, apparently, napalm-based.
Equipment:[Hang-Glider]. [Excalibur], [Skeleton Alloy Pants],[Retrofitted Psiadamant Gauntlets], [Purple Crystal Globe](Flail with claw-machine-esque clutch),
5 [Skeleton Laser Rifles]. 28 [Skeleton Scrap],[Skeleton Alloy Gauntlets]
Followers: 8 Teenagers, 2 Dr.Handymen (Dr. Richards and Dr. Frakensteen), 2 Vampire Apprentice [Pa'Trikk The EverCrispy], [Wisconsin Super-Governor],[Elijah "Dark Sanguinus" Blake], [Werewolf Tribe]
Renown: [B-List]
Buildings: Trap-Filled Castle - Heavily Damaged, 4 [Watchtowers],[Training Room], 3 [Radio Towers],
[Transports ready]
[Giga Scorpia Corpse]
Globe Researched. - Potential Control Locus for vehicle. Skeleton tactics deleted and skeletons weakened.
[Tentative Bigfoot Allies?]
A-List Super Strength 7/20
Chicago Conquest 1/6
[Wounded]
ROUND 6
"That simply would not do. Escaping after having the benefit of surprise and the impudence to try and use fire against me. This is Total War between men and skeletons and you have lost this skirmish. Die and have the honor of being mounted on my wall."
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e0fca3 No.34848
| Rolled 42, 42, 86 - 5 = 165 (3d100) |
>>34847
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e0fca3 No.34849
| Rolled 15, 55, 60 = 130 (3d100) |
Name: Real name Eva Foxx Cover name Steel wall.
Age: 17 years
Origin Story: Eva was a child prodigy in the field of robotics, she even managed to make a working robotic arm at the age of 13 and was accepted into collage roughly a year later. She was just a normal person in collage when the skeletons came, during the invasion she did the only thing she really could do at that point and hid in her collage dorm room hoping that everything would be okay, and it was okay, for her anyway. She then set up shop scavanging what she could and started to make something that would let her fight back against the skeletons and, after a long while of hard work, testing, failing, even more testing, she finally managed to make a basic protective suit of power armor for herself. It doesn't mater how its done all that matters is taking back this land, if not in the name of the USA in the name of humanity.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Bronze….ish
Domain: Grand Rapids, Michigan
Superpowers: [Super Intellect] [B-List Device Invention] [C-List Tool Creation]
Equipment: [Improved Tech Lab] [C-List Power Armor 6/8 to B] [C-List Cyber-Harness] [Repaired College Base] [Psion-Free Eswingbarge] [Kinetic Resonator upgrade 2/8]
Under construction: [Nothing]
Followers: No one…yet
Renown: Starts at D-List, still at D-List
1, "Seems like this might be useful for more then I was expecting, I might have to make a version for a kind of power fist for the power armor…" [CONTINUE UPGRADING]
2,3 "Hmm, almost good enough for government work, just needs a bit more…even though government work tends to be terrible…you know what thats a terrible saying for what will be quality armor such as this even if its not the best yet." [Continue up grading ze armor]
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e0fca3 No.34851
| Rolled 77, 8, 51 = 136 (3d100) |
Name: The Mastermind
Age: At least 100
http://pastebin.com/jqJPHFCr
>Blood Type: AB+
>Signature Color: Dark Red
>Domain: New Mexico
>Superpowers: [Super Intellect], [D-List Device Invention] [Awesome Scar] [B-List Entropy] [D-List Sonic Blast (Rock-N-Roll)][D-List Super Singing]
1. Reinforcements have arrived! The redeployed regiments fresh from California, with their mechanized support, readied to make a charge for the factory. The great ROCK STAR in the sky, shining with laser glory and a thousands of flashing lights emulating a true rock show hung in the sky above like a disco ball of death, the DOOM emblem painted over its surface filling the sky.
They would shore up factory, hold the line, and replenish their armored forces while the ROCK STAR protected them from above.
Units:
1 DOOMtrooper Regiments
1 DOOMechanized Regiments
1 [Doomcopters!]
2 [Doom Tanks!]
1 [Doom Crawler!]
1 [Sound Tanks]
1 [Heavy Plasma Tank!]
1 [Novice Angels of Pizzeria]
Buildings:
[DOOM LASER ARTILLERY]
"REPAIR THAT FACTORY 2/3
4 Construction Vehicles
[3 Square Acres Of Metal Woodland]
[Fusion Press]
2-3. The mastermind grinned as his war machine reached the apex of its altitude, as a hundred thousand cannons singed the sky of with laser beams.
But now, the concave dish of the metallic sphere was pointed at the flying skeletal ships. One giant subwoofer speaker, with laser cannons embedded, aimed at the enemy fleet.
If it worked, the sheer raw soundwaves shattering the air from the worlds largest speaker combined with the most powerful lasertechnical show on the planet would literally blow the enemy fleet away in a mercilles torrent of airwaves and accurate hyperlaser fire.
Even if the superweapons weren't ready to fire, the Mastermind knew the powerful effect his music had upon morale.
As the regiments far below could see the giant ROCK STAR above, now they would hear it shred the skeletal fleet!
The mastermind had a song picked out already, standing in the throne room of his doom machine, as all eyes of the crew looked up to his order. In his fist he held the [Hellforged Microphone], ready to shout his command to both the ROCK STARS crew and the troops below.
"ENGAGE THE DOOM SPEAKER-LASER!"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aCa2i8QxmoM
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e0fca3 No.34858
Name: Lord Vladimire
Age: 60
Origin Story: born to magically gifted parents who immigrated to texas from britain, he was taught the ways of magic, but his father abused both himself and his mother, leaving him with deep scars in childhood. he looked into black magic at an early age in secret, further festering the growing evil in his heart. when his father killed his mother by beating her, furious he killed his own father with his a forbidden spell, the death thunderbolt, which drains the life out of whoever it strikes.
from that day on he would grow to become one of the most notorious figures in magical society, taking the name Vladimire, and gathering an army of cultists and amassing in yet more dark magic. his trademark use of electromagic combined with black magic earned him the title of the "Lighting-DeathLord"
Vladimire is one of the few surviving members D.O.O.M. He was also notorious as being absent, missing very many meetings of D.O.O.M as he had been devoted much of his time trying to hunt down Waldough Whaters, the only person to ever escape him, and prophesied to be the Chosen One who will defeat him. this saved his life, as he was not there to be destroyed with the rest of D.O.O.M., but he also lost most of his followers to the skeleton attack.
he has returned to gather his strength again, and vows that no skeleton will get in the way of him finding and killing "the Child who Hid."
Blood Type: None
Signature Color: Lavender
Domain: somewhere in Texas
Superpowers: [B-List Super Sorcery], [B-List Electricity Control], [C-List Electricity Resistance]
Structures: Ley Node, [V.U. Mobility], [Brineborn Nest] [Empowered Scrying Tower]
Equipment: [Dark Lord's Cloak], [Dark Lord's Wand], [7 Magical Batteries][Scuba Gear][Harpoon Gun][Brineborn Allies] [Nice Yacht][Small Boat Squadron][EVIL Wax][Strange Mermaid Trident][1 Jazzbarge Wreckage][5 Skeleton Scrap][Rot Siren P.R. Float Wreck]
Followers: [3 Death Beaters][4 Novice Death Beaters][Wendigo Tribe][Brineborn Allies][8 Rot Sirens][2 Zombie Platoon]
Training: [Amphibious Combat Tactics]
Weakness: [Waldough Whaters And The Shocking Susceptibility] - You are one of the last surviving members of D.O.O.M, the Distinguished Order Of Malefactors. Your dark power is hindered, of course, by the existence of Waldough Whaters, a fleet-footed yet courageous boy. You are at a drastic penalty to interactions with Superheros or innocent folk. Roll an additional unmodified 1d100 per turn: this represents what Waldough is up to as he eludes your grasp…
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e0fca3 No.34859
| Rolled 37, 35, 96, 91 = 259 (4d100) |
>>34858
#1 A-list Super Sorcery 20/25
#2 Vladimire scoffs, another wizard wasting his talents trying to protect muggles and cravenly wizards who do not bother to learn how to defend themselves. the Dark Lord knew one thing about heroes, they were gloryhogs, and this one fancied himself a modern cowboy. rather than spend a lengthy amount of time trying to catch him, the Dark Lord sent out this message. a challenge, a wizarding duel, at the center of town at high noon. Vladimire was confident in his ability to defeat him, but that wouldn't even be necessary. the Dark Lord's Wand was gifted to the very first Dark Lord by death itself, so long as he held it he was undefeatable. no wizard who held the wand had ever lost a contest of magic, it could only be taken by treachery. he had ensured this by having his death beater Perseus Payne dispatch Thimblethor to take the Dark Lord's wand from him, who Vladimire then killed… but Thimblethor is alive. that idiot Payne! Vladimire would have to give Payne a very uncomfortable wake up from his grave to confirm if he did indeed defeat Thimblethor for the wand and not just steal it, for now he would have to kill this hero.
#3 before they would head to Mississippi, the Dark Lord orders his Death Beaters to search the graves and swamps of Louisana, where two individuals of potential use to him were being useless in the abyss. the first was a voodoo Witch by the name of Beau LaCroix. a vile an unhygienic woman, she claimed to be the incarnate of some heathen god trapped in mortal form centuries ago, and wanted revenge on muggles for doing this to her. she ended up being killed, then dragged to hell by a daemon lord wanting a wife. the other was a voodoo Witch Doctor. he had tried to sacrifice New Orleans in an elaborate plot involving the Mardi Gras parade, and when that failed and he could not pay his debt he was also dragged to hell. the death beaters were to perform a ritual above their gravesites to see what price hell would have to "loan" their souls to his service. souls could be bought and sold against each other like money, hell cared whether they be muggles or wizards. the Dark Lord would find out how many hell wanted for them.
#4 Vladimire orders the swamp thing to head up river, along with some brineborn and younglings. he bid them to obtain their fealty, promising them the use of mermaids to make eggs and spawn. the younglings would be proof of this. there were wizards he intended to ambush. the Dark Lord would organize a trap, the brineborn and the swamp creature would swarm from the river in the dark of night and capture anyone they could and bring them to him.
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e0fca3 No.34916
| Rolled 87, 37, 54 = 178 (3d100) |
>>34814
>Name:
Loria Tarasovich / Miss Moscovia
>Superpowers:
[A-List Super Growth] (gives [B-List Super Strength (A 9/20)+B-List Endurance (A 6/20)]), [B-List Regeneration]
>Weaknesses:
[Blinded Right Eye]
>Equipment:
[Yellow-Black Jumpsuit]
[Lord Hoyt (Imprisoned)]
[Inert Jazz Barges] x5
[Mangled Room 608 Wreck]
1-2: With the skeleton samurai now fighting Hank Scorpio instead of herself, she return her offense to push back the improvised, almost flowing force of the jazz skeletons.
3: But, just in case Scorpio's life is at risk, she'll make sure to throw some battered Jazz Barges from the battlefield against it, providing a distraction at the least.
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e0fca3 No.34923
| Rolled 63, 38, 29 + 10 = 140 (3d100) |
>>34827
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e0fca3 No.34928
| Rolled 14, 84, 33 = 131 (3d100) |
Name: Jennifer "Burning Phoenix" Cranston
Age: late 20s
Origin Story: More a force of nature than hero or villain, Jennifer was always cautious enough not to do much with the League of Righteousness looming and ready to smack down anyone who didn't want to do things their way. Now with them gone she has emerged to set the world on fire, good, bad, she doesn't care, all she wants is to watch the pretty lights and smell the burning ash.
Blood Type: B
Signature Color: pink
Domain: Northern North Dakota
Superpowers: [B-List Fire Blast]
[C-List Fireflight]
[B-list Fire Regeneration]
[C-list Flame Absorption]
Weakness: [Destructive] - Your wanton destruction means that it is difficult for people to actually want to join or tolerate you. You attract attention. -Bad- attention.
Equipment: 6 [Skeleton Scrap]
Followers:
Renown: C-rank
Inventory:
[Alloy 'Grenades']x5
[Skeleton Bikini]
B-list Fireflight 6/10
A-List Fireblast 17/20
1.2.3. There is far too much in this land that can hurt me, I must not let my flames die out, I am the Burning Phoenix, and as such death will not be my end. [Work on A-List Fire Regeneration 17/20]
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e0fca3 No.35025
| Rolled 7, 22, 21 = 50 (3d100) |
>>34812
Name: Silver Cloud. Formerly Nicholas Nikmahs
Age: 22
Origin Story: http://pastebin.com/qpJf9LX2
Blood Type: Formerly O.
Signature Color: Light Grey.
Domain: Baltimore, Maryland.
Superpowers: [C-List Morphic Form], [C-List Animal Control], [D-List Regeneration], [D-List Nanite Infection]
Weakness:
All As One - You cannot have followers or allies that have not been inundated with your nanites, and, indeed, the urge to spread your nanite "gift" is almost natural. These nanite-morphed "allies" are highly receptive to you, but are not directly under your control.
Equipment: Nothing
Equipment: Nothing
Followers: Nanite-Morphed Buck, Nanite-Morphed Seahawk. 3 Nanite-Morphed Dogs.
Renown: D-List
1 - 2.The entities senses and the humanity within scream aout the danger these rogue nanities could pose. Without the restraints of humanity, they could run rampant and reap orrible destruction. Immediately the entity calls for its "allies" to aid it in subduing and repurposing the rogue nanites.
The entity breaks itself down into a cloud, and combines with the cloak of nanites which surrounds it. The SIlver Coud chases after the smaller cloud of rogue nanites, seeking to reprogam them into a new "ally".
3. As this goes on, the entity multi tasks in imrpoving its regeration sub routines [C-list regen] 4/10
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e0fca3 No.35034
>>34818
>>34820
Mechanical chuckling turns to a roar of anger as, thinking the spirit to be beaten down and ineffective, the golem fails to counter the Metal-to-stone spell, shuddering and twitching as large chunks of its form are turned into porous grey stone. Another yell of anger follows as much of said stone is then turned into flesh, which begins falling off and dripping in disgusting pinkish dollops. A blistering volley of magic missiles follows in retaliation, blocked by the magical spirit's loyal cultists and guards, who erect a shimmering barrier between their benefactor and the body-thief.
The barrier is shattered by a concussive ball of magical force in short order, but the damage is already done– the golem body's structural integrity has been severely compromised.
BEGIN ROUND 4 OF KAZA'KAZDUN-VS-THE GOLEM
>>34821
1. Gain Psi-Alloy Ō-yoroi, a boxy, incredibly reinforced suit of armor that provides quite a bit of protection from both psionic and physical harm.
2. Gain Kenny the Roboticist, a man with a PhD in robotics that has managed to survive the skeleton takeover by the skin of his teeth.
3. Kenny's aid, unfortunately, does little in furthering the expansion of your grafting– if anything, it makes it -more- difficult to properly graft more cybernetics and hardware to your already highly augmented form!
>>34827
>>34923
Scorpio merely sniffs and begins to dodge and weave in and out of the oncoming sword and club attacks, blasting his foe with lasers as appropriate. The samurai is smart enough to viciously cut off Scorpio's hands when he brings the accelerator to bare and kicks the lethal weapon away, but isn't prepared for said hands to regrow in seconds and deliver a laser-enhanced slap-fest to his armored head.
The fight lasts for, perhaps, a minute at most, but in that minute Scorpio soundly humiliates his foe, battering him up and down with his Warstaff and, eventually, just knocking him into another portion of the battle entirely. He's done no -real- damage, but the samurai seems enraged…
>>34832
1/2. You finish tuning up the Demon-Hog, which can now, mysteriously, phaze through solid objects.
Your Demon-Hog now grants D-List Intangibility
3. You ride further into Skeleton country, leaving your boys behind to hold your territory. You see a massive humanoid figure on the horizon– this must be where the battle's going down!
>>34847
>>34848
Mongozo's eyes narrow as Bob lunges forward at superspeed, but the sorcerer was ready. With a withering hail of fire and sorcerous energy, he blasts the vampire back and into a smoldering crater of earth and rock, chuckling evilly as the arcane energies of his teleportation spell begin to engulf him.
"I have been bidden not to waste my -time- with the likes of you any longer! We -will- meet again, vampire… and when we do, I -will- turn you into a pile of miserable -ash-!"
With that, the magician winked out of existence, mere moments before Bob's air-slice could strike his metallic form…
A-List Super Strength 14/20
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e0fca3 No.35035
>>34849
1. Kinetic Resonator Upgrade 3/8. You cycle through multiple paintjobs before settling on a nice, smooth blue.
2/3. Gain B-List Power Armor, providing you with better offensive abilities and superior defense compared to the last model.
>>35025
1/2. The entity disperses and surges after the nanites with the aid of its "allies," but the rogue cloud is too wily. Snips and bits of its form are snapped up and re-assimilated but the lion's share of the cloud remains sovereign and untouched. Soon, it disperses into three, and hides all throughout the blasted wasteland… it'll take a miracle to find them, now.
3. C-List Regeneration 5/10. With its attention so divided, work goes slowly…
>>34928
1/2/3. A-LIst Fire Regeneration 18/20. You've been lazing about so long, you've partially forgotten how to properly train and regenerate…
>>34851
1. With high focus on your factory, your peons and construction crews manage to kick it back into working order as your newly arrived regiments assume defensive positions around the place. With the added support, they manage to lay down enough raw firepower to avoid any serious casualties.
2/3. A single, keening bass note reverberates through the battlefield as the ROCK STAR charges up, and soon, the ears of all are filled with guitar riffs being blasted at every possible frequency…
The ROCK STAR is online, even if its power is minimal and its targeting system is somewhat askew…!
>>34859
1. A-List Super Sorcery 21/25. Bit by bit, piece by piece, the Dark Lord musters his arcane might…
2. The gritty street-mage accepts your proposal, and you force Perseus to carry you piggyback style to the place of the duel– a dusty street just a mile or so outside of the ripped-up crater that used to be the place of the now mobile V.U.
The man shows up, of course, staff and nerf gun in hand… but you get the feeling that, like any insufferably plucky modern wizard, he has some foul trick up his sleeve!
3. Your Death Beaters leave, and return, bringing with you the zombified form of Beau LaCroix, grinning and glaring and kept docile by a magical forcefield.
As for the Witch Doctor, the enigmatic and sinister figure known only as The Bokor, they state that he's given his price– a thousand and one Cyber Skeleton heads. Those wretched things have desecrated HIS city, and rendered several demonic pacts null and void, ensuring the ire of Hell as well… fight against them, he says, and he'll lend his magical might to your own…
Gain followers: The Bokor and Beau LaCroix.
4. Where's Waldough? He's cross the Mississippi– but the Sunjust girl and Tallrump are both captured and dragged beneath the tepid waters of the river mid-crossing, distracted as they were by heaping platters of fried catfish and crawdads.
The brineborn are bringing both of them to you posthaste, and will arrive at the next turn, but your own scrying lets you in on a much more juicy tidbit– Thimblethor appears to be meeting with Waldough in… some ramshackle city in Arkansas…
>>34916
1/2. You help stem the tide of one of the ground portals, too distracted to help the mundane ground forces tackle the other one.
3. Scorpio doesn't seem to, even once, be in any real danger– nonetheless, you toss jazz barges his way, and they help keep the samurai infuriated and humiliated, unable to properly react or think.
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e0fca3 No.35036
>>34851
>>34916
>>34827
The battlefield gives an almighty shudder as the ROCK STAR charges, and then everything is an overwhelming, earsplitting tide of music and an eye-scorching deluge of lasers as the space station begins indiscriminately firing upon any spot of skeleton resistance, turning much of the landscape into a hellish ruin of rubble and rock in the process. The sheer force of the destructive blast utterly annihilates the airborn portal and one of the ground portals, leaving only one portal and a scant handful of skeleton forces still active in the area– they had clearly not anticipated such firepower.
The Samurai, damaged and enraged, leaps into the fray once more as the members of D.O.O.M. fight on.
ROLL AN ADDITIONAL 1D100 THIS TURN TO SEE HOW WELL YOU RESIST THE TERRIFYING EFFECTS OF THE ROCK STAR
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e0fca3 No.35037
>>34831
>>34830
>>34829
The almighty Giga Skeleton assumes a stable, ready stance as the two heroes begin circling it from different angles; Dragoon tossing up scouring clouds of stone and metal, Pulse charging his energy beams. Then, the oncoming tide of debris is utterly vaporized by a concussive wave of sound that blasts both heroes quite a ways back, toppling even Dragoon's rocky stabilization.
With great earth-shaking steps, the Giga Skeleton begins plodding towards Dragoon, and an almighty crunch ensues as it brings a gold-shod foot down upon the draconic hero. It takes all of Dragoon's mighty strength and earthen powers– and then some– to resist the stone-shattering weight and strength of the thing, and he soon finds himself a stony parody of Atlas, back bowed and bent as he struggles to keep from being crushed like a bug.
Pulse blitzes forward, jumping up from his little hole and firing corrosive waves of energy and light from his hands, destabilizing and outlining the energy shield that kept the Giga Skeleton safe and unharmed. The machine let out an annoyed hiss as Pulse charged an armor-piercing bolt and let it loose, tearing asunder a shin's worth of golden plating to reveal smooth, sleek adamant alloy beneath. The black-clad prodigy nimbly dodged and weaved and backflipped over the ensuing tide of rock and stone brought up by a concussive blast of sound, and with another high-intensity bolt he destroyed one of the machine's many speakers.
The Giga-skeleton's foot opened up and blasted Dragoon with a wave of point-blank sonics, leaving the hero a trembling heap covered in rubble. That done, it then turned its full, baleful attention to the defiant Pulse, cracking its knuckles and charging up its subwoofers.
DRAGOON IS NOW LIGHTLY WOUNDED.
BEGIN ROUND 8 OF DRAGOON AND PULSE-VS-QUARTET 2, TRUMPET WRAITH AND "TAKE FIVE"
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e0fca3 No.35038
| Rolled 72, 82, 83 = 237 (3d100) |
>>35034
Name: Kaza'kazdun
Age: 10,000
Origin Story: A long forgotten spirit of magic brought forth from the Chaos Wilds in an attempt to help fight the skellitons. Who knew that trying to take something from a place called the Chaos Wilds would have unknown consequences on the summoner and spirit.
Blood Type: none
Signature Color: brownish
Domain: bum fuck Georgia
Superpowers: [B-list Super Sorcery], [D-List Super Stealth], [Psionic Resistance], [Summoner Health Boost], [D-List Artificing], [Enhanced Vision], [Almost-Super Charisma]
Equipment: [Weak Wand Of Magic Missile], [Magic Cutlery], Ikea Wands, [Tiny Enchanted Gun Stockpile], [Chocolatizing Coffee Mug], [Magical Hippy Van][Reagent Supply]
+ 1 Skeleton Scrap
+ 1 Strange Magical Object
+ 1 Ley Line Node
+ 1 [Magical Alter]
+ [Reinforced Devil's Bronze Body] ([C-List Flight][D-List Super Strength][D-List Super Speed])
+ [Meagre Tome]
+ [Slightly Less Meagre Tome]
Followers: 6 Cultists trained in magic, 8 Novice Artificer, Chaos Wolves, Charlie Company, [C.C. War Machine], 7 [Rust Monsters], 4 golems, 8 Engineers
Weakness: This Mortal Coil - You are bound to the increasingly unstable, relatively fragile shell of your summoner. If he dies, you're banished.
Renown: Starts at D-List.
Domain: [Basic Magical Populace]
In progress:
A-List Super Sorcery 15/25
1-3. Create a mana dis-junction in the now exposed crystalline core of the body. Let's see how they like the enchantments holding them together being torn apart by their own connection to magic.
+B-List Super Sorcery
-Wounded
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e0fca3 No.35039
| Rolled 30, 33, 11 - 15 = 59 (3d100) |
>>35038
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e0fca3 No.35041
| Rolled 61, 56, 32 = 149 (3d100) |
>>35037
Name: Alex "Dragoon" Walker
Age: Twenties
Origin Story: Was a Normal Guy until the Spirit of a very old and powerful(at one point) Earth Dragon possessed his body, Now He fights to become strong a retake the world, one rock at a time.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Green
Domain: Northern Georgia, Most of Alabama, most of Mississippi
>Superpowers:
[A-List Rock Manipulation]
[A-List Endurance]
[B-List Metal Manipulation] (A 6/20)
[Maximum Dragon Rock Fusion]
[C-List Super Strength]
[B-List Dragon's Breath]
[C-List Physical Fitness]
>Equipment:
[Fortified Base.]
[Enhanced fortifications]
[Improved Infrastructure]
[Superhard Fortresses]
[Skeleton Alloy Ammo]
[Anti-air defenses]
[7 Radio Towers (can reach anywhere East of the Rockies]
[Advanced Training Room.]
[Alloy Armor]
[Fortified Basic Research Lab]
[Basic Skelescrap Forge!]
Mantlespear 2/12
>Followers:
[Mayor of Atlanta]
[18 Armored Veteran Survivors]
3 Scientists
>Research
Jazzhulk Research 3/6.
Renown: B-list
Status: LIGHTLY WOUNDED
1-3. He stepped on me. THE FUCKER STEPPED ON ME! Worse he THINKS HE KILLED ME WITH IT! I'll RIP Hi- No. Not like this. be patient be calm and hit him from behind with overwhelming force. While he's focused on Glory Boy extend my reach deep into the earth. Prepare it for rise up in multiple pillars Taller than that mecha, then have them collapse onto it crushing it. After I do that condense as much metal as I can and mix my breath with it. So I can pierce the fucker through once he gets out of his sudden tomb.
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e0fca3 No.35043
| Rolled 81, 80, 37 = 198 (3d100) |
>>35034
Name: The Hell-Rider
Age: 26
Origin Story: Douglas Green was just a simple biker before one day he was gunned down in by a member of a rival gang. His soul was sucked directly to help were he was tormented for all of his wrong doings in life. Douglas was however was no ordinary man and set about planning his escape from hell. Taking to ambushing and eating the lesser demon-kin he found himself twisting in both body and mind as he made his way towards the limits of Hell. How exactly he got out at that point not even he remembers is finding himself back in his hometown by the ruins of his old watering hole. Finding himself in the wreckage of the world now ruled by Iron-Bones he has set off to make things right and maybe redeem his soul on the way.
Blood Type: O
Signature Color: Purple
Domain: Northern Texas
Powers: [A-List Fire Resistance][A-List Demonic Transformation (gives A-List Super Strength, A-List Endurance and D-List Flight)][C-List Motorcycling][B-List Guitar Skills] Demon-Hog: [B-List Super Speed][D-List Intangibility]
Weakness: [Devil's Reject] - You fought your way out of Hell, but Hell wants your black soul back. Your critical failures can attract OTHER types of attention, you are harmed and repelled by objects of faith, and banishing magic is particularly deadly to you.
Equipment: Hellforged Chain, Demon-Hog, Demonhide Jacket, Wrathful Holy Stratocaster,
Assets: [Old Biker Clubhouse][3 Grenades]
Followers: 2 Old Ladies, 9 Road Warriors, 1 Road Huntress, 4 Bikers
—–
1-3. Well shit looks like those boys could use some help. Big they are the harder they fall, ain't that what they say? Just got to wrap his legs up with my chain and pull him down for easy pickings! LET'S RIDE!
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e0fca3 No.35047
| Rolled 93, 15, 97 = 205 (3d100) |
>>34524
Name: Lord Deadly (Born: Laird Dade Lee)
Age: Mid twenties
Origin Story: See first post; Knight who got super-powers following a turkey accident
Blood Type: O Positive
Signature Color: Dark Green
Domain: None
Superpowers: [B-List Super Speed], [C-List Physical Fitness], [B-List Swordsmanship]
Equipment: [Longsword], [Plate Armor (Unremovable)]. [Medium Funds], [Halberd], [Armor Polish] [Cracked Helmet]
Followers: 8 Veteran Survivors
Renown: Starts at D-List
TRAINING: [B-List Physical Fitness 3/8] [A-List Swordsmanship 11/18] [D-List Staff Combat 1/4]
1/2/3. I will not yield, flag, or falter in my search for the Brass Baron. When next I see him, our encounter will end differently. I will not only strike at Skeleton settlements, but I will ask any people I find whether they've seen the Baron, all while working my way back to the original compound, where I last saw the Baron.
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e0fca3 No.35055
| Rolled 56, 46, 29 = 131 (3d100) |
>>35034
Name: Scruftron- (Real name Scruffy)
Age: 28
Origin Story: Once a mild mannered entry-level Janitor at a secret military instillation, Pvt. Scruffy was selected for secret goverment experiments in creating Artificial supers. He was infused with Neodymium enriched Iron as a substitute for the iron in his blood. The effect of this experiment gave the gift of Magnetism! He could fling great blocks of steel with a flick of the wrist! Pry open vault doors with his mind! Bend spoons! The potential was limitless! Except that the metal actually had to be magnetic… And he's afraid of spiders
Blood Type: AB-
Signature Color: Orange
Domain: somewhere in Nebaska
Superpowers: [A-List Magnetism], [B-List Janitorial Skills], [B-List Staff Combat]
Equipment:
+ [ Psi-Alloy Ō-yoroi]
+ [Super Strong Strange Naginata]
+ [Psi-Adamant Warboots]
+[Heavy Laser Spray]
>Extra Equipment:
+[Psion-Alloy Armor]
+[Cyber Alloy Armor]
+[Janitorial Armor D-list]
>Allies:
+[The Psychonaut]
>Followers:
+[1 Janitorial Captains]
+[23 Janitor Elites]
+[3 Janitors]
+[14 Janitor Strippers]
+[Doctor Phillip]
+[Kenny the Roboticist]
+[Windex] - the Invisible Marauder.
+ [Bucketboy] - the water-slinging floorwasher.
+ [Scour] - the bombshell that can disintegrate objects with her touch.
+ [Harvey] - a mountain of a man that soaks up punishment like a sponge.
+[Dura-Dong] - Man with a Iron will, and a Iron Cock.
Renown: B-list
Weakness: [Eight Legged Freaks] - Spiders and spider-like creatures give you a severe penalty to all rolls.
>Buildings:
+[Ultra-Advanced Laser Repeater Factory]
+[Scruff Base-Heavy Metal Version]+[EMP Fields]&[Tank Traps]&[Tank Turret Emplacement]
+ [Forge]
>Other Stuff
+ [Hunk Of Steel Sculpture].
+ [Low Weapons Supply]
+ [Scruffy's Porn Stash]
+ [Skelly Scrap Research]
+[Repulsion Tech]
+[Abandoned Tactical]
+[26 Scrufftech Laser Repeaters] +8/turn
+[70 Skeleton Scrap]
+[1 Repurposed Jazzbarge]
+[Quartet 3's Head]
+[Super Laser Pointer]
+[Masterwork War Bucket]
+[Inert "Doxy"]
>Research
Psi-Alloy Ō-yoroi 4/6
Skeley Virus 3/8
Roboticist 2/5
Questionably Placed Cyber Grafting 16/???
Janitorial Barracks 1/4
[Wounded]
1. Well, I'm still wounded, so let the good doctor tend to my wounds.
2. And while we rest and recoup from our last few tense battles, we should recruit some more bodies as well.
3. And on the to[pic of the men, let us finish the barracks as well.
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e0fca3 No.35063
| Rolled 48, 24, 46, 16 = 134 (4d100) |
Name: Lord Vladimire
Age: 60
Origin Story: born to magically gifted parents who immigrated to texas from britain, he was taught the ways of magic, but his father abused both himself and his mother, leaving him with deep scars in childhood. he looked into black magic at an early age in secret, further festering the growing evil in his heart. when his father killed his mother by beating her, furious he killed his own father with his a forbidden spell, the death thunderbolt, which drains the life out of whoever it strikes.
from that day on he would grow to become one of the most notorious figures in magical society, taking the name Vladimire, and gathering an army of cultists and amassing in yet more dark magic. his trademark use of electromagic combined with black magic earned him the title of the "Lighting-DeathLord"
Vladimire is one of the few surviving members D.O.O.M. He was also notorious as being absent, missing very many meetings of D.O.O.M as he had been devoted much of his time trying to hunt down Waldough Whaters, the only person to ever escape him, and prophesied to be the Chosen One who will defeat him. this saved his life, as he was not there to be destroyed with the rest of D.O.O.M., but he also lost most of his followers to the skeleton attack.
he has returned to gather his strength again, and vows that no skeleton will get in the way of him finding and killing "the Child who Hid."
Blood Type: None
Signature Color: Lavender
Domain: somewhere in Texas
Superpowers: [B-List Super Sorcery], [B-List Electricity Control], [C-List Electricity Resistance]
Structures: Ley Node, [V.U. Mobility], [Brineborn Nest] [Empowered Scrying Tower]
Equipment: [Dark Lord's Cloak], [Dark Lord's Wand], [7 Magical Batteries][Scuba Gear][Harpoon Gun][Brineborn Allies] [Nice Yacht][Small Boat Squadron][EVIL Wax][Strange Mermaid Trident][1 Jazzbarge Wreckage][5 Skeleton Scrap][Rot Siren P.R. Float Wreck]
Followers: [3 Death Beaters][4 Novice Death Beaters][Wendigo Tribe][Brineborn Allies][8 Rot Sirens][2 Zombie Platoon][The Bokor][Beau LaCroix]
Training: [Amphibious Combat Tactics]
Weakness: [Waldough Whaters And The Shocking Susceptibility] - You are one of the last surviving members of D.O.O.M, the Distinguished Order Of Malefactors. Your dark power is hindered, of course, by the existence of Waldough Whaters, a fleet-footed yet courageous boy. You are at a drastic penalty to interactions with Superheros or innocent folk. Roll an additional unmodified 1d100 per turn: this represents what Waldough is up to as he eludes your grasp…
#1-2 tumbleweeds. dust. a cloudless, scorching day. Vladimire knew this cowboy would receive the benefit of atmosphere to his death. Vladimire greeted the wizard with a smile, following Wizarding etiquette he bowed to his challenger. meeting on opposite ends of the street, the bells in the school floating above would soon strike for high noon. at the very last stroke of twelve, they would begin. the ritual was not yet complete, but what better way to finish off the last rite, blood, than with a sacrifice of a hero.
A-list Super Sorcery 20/25
the bells tolled, eleven times, and as the last ring of the twelf bell struck Vladimire uttered a word like a curse:
>"draw!"
#3 as the duel goes on, Vladimire had given orders to his two newest members to recruit wizards. Beau LaCroix was feared for her cruelty and savagery, The Bokor notorious for his charm, smooth talking and use of shadows and temptations. intimidation and incentive. this new method would hopefully gain more apprentices than the previous way.
#4 away in the duel, Vladimire cannot be at his crystal sphere and so simply sets it to record whatever it could see upon its own. without the guidance of the Dark Lord it was much weakened, but anything that could be seen while he was away would still be of use.
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e0fca3 No.35065
| Rolled 23, 71, 52, 57 = 203 (4d100) |
>>35036
>Name:
Loria Tarasovich / Miss Moscovia
>Superpowers:
[A-List Super Growth] (gives [B-List Super Strength (A 9/20)+B-List Endurance (A 6/20)]), [B-List Regeneration]
>Weaknesses:
[Blinded Right Eye]
>Equipment:
[Yellow-Black Jumpsuit]
[Lord Hoyt (Imprisoned)]
[Inert Jazz Barges] x5
[Mangled Room 608 Wreck]
1-3: As the Samurai reengaged the mooks of D.O.O.M, Miss Moscovia moved forward to fight it once more.
4: However, her focus was, for a moment, shattered by the Rock Star firing, the blast ripping the portals apart from the sheer force of the amplified guitar shred, leaving nothing behind but a crater of pure destruction.
>Rolling 1d100 for SAN loss [/s]
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e0fca3 No.35066
| Rolled 37, 3 + 20 = 60 (2d100) |
>>35063
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e0fca3 No.35069
| Rolled 67, 73, 29 = 169 (3d100) |
>>35036
Name: The Shroud
Age: Time Immemorial
Origin Story: Here since the beginning, the invasion and overthrow of the governments by the robots disturb its slumber. Actually really intelligent and has decided to pose as a super villain to gain more power.
Blood Type: Lcl
Signature Color: Dark Black
Domain: Redding
Superpowers: [B-List Super Strength]; [A-List Super A.T Shield]; [A-List Regeneration], [Max Limbs (8)]; [D-List Spook-Vision]; [C-List S2 Cross Bomb 6/8]
Weakness: [Horror From Beyond] - You inspire dread and fear in everyday people. Good luck getting followers or allies.
Equipment: Spoon Collection; [Billie's Bounce Core]
Followers: [The LOBBRs (League Of Bargain Bin Rejects)]
Renown: C-List.
[Battered]
1-3; Keep its attention on me and use my shields to help parry its blows before attacking
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e0fca3 No.35076
| Rolled 71, 62, 36 = 169 (3d100) |
Name: Real name Eva Foxx Cover name Steel wall.
Age: 17 years
Origin Story: Eva was a child prodigy in the field of robotics, she even managed to make a working robotic arm at the age of 13 and was accepted into collage roughly a year later. She was just a normal person in collage when the skeletons came, during the invasion she did the only thing she really could do at that point and hid in her collage dorm room hoping that everything would be okay, and it was okay, for her anyway. She then set up shop scavanging what she could and started to make something that would let her fight back against the skeletons and, after a long while of hard work, testing, failing, even more testing, she finally managed to make a basic protective suit of power armor for herself. It doesn't mater how its done all that matters is taking back this land, if not in the name of the USA in the name of humanity.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Bronze….ish
Domain: Grand Rapids, Michigan
Superpowers: [Super Intellect] [B-List Device Invention] [C-List Tool Creation]
Equipment: [Improved Tech Lab] [B-List Power] [C-List Cyber-Harness] [Repaired College Base] [Psion-Free Eswingbarge] [Kinetic Resonator upgrade 3/8]
Under construction: [Nothing]
Followers: No one…yet
Renown: Starts at D-List, still at D-List
1, 2 "Well, better test out the new armor, cross something else off my large list of things to do, besides, it'll be nice to get outside of the lab for once in my life, and I can get some more scrap and weapons from the skellies for research too."
3, "Maybe a few things would go faster if I had other people with me, at the very least I might just find some people to guard the place or scream bloody murder when someone attacks at the very least, though maybe if I'm lucky I can find a scientist, preferably a geneticist, though America is fucked up quite badly so I doubt they would just be walking about…"
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e0fca3 No.35087
| Rolled 60, 22, 17 = 99 (3d100) |
>>35035
Name: Jennifer "Burning Phoenix" Cranston
Age: late 20s
Origin Story: More a force of nature than hero or villain, Jennifer was always cautious enough not to do much with the League of Righteousness looming and ready to smack down anyone who didn't want to do things their way. Now with them gone she has emerged to set the world on fire, good, bad, she doesn't care, all she wants is to watch the pretty lights and smell the burning ash.
Blood Type: B
Signature Color: pink
Domain: Northern North Dakota
Superpowers: [B-List Fire Blast]
[C-List Fireflight]
[B-list Fire Regeneration]
[C-list Flame Absorption]
Weakness: [Destructive] - Your wanton destruction means that it is difficult for people to actually want to join or tolerate you. You attract attention. -Bad- attention.
Equipment: 6 [Skeleton Scrap]
Followers:
Renown: C-rank
Inventory:
[Alloy 'Grenades']x5
[Skeleton Bikini]
B-list Fireflight 6/10
A-List Fireblast 18/20
1.2. That's allright, everyone needs a break now and then, but now the fire shall burn brighter and hotter than ever before, and it wont ever die out. [A-LIst Fire Regeneration 18/20]
3. Meanwhile the countryside has gone without my touch for too long, set it aflame.
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e0fca3 No.35091
| Rolled 77, 60, 94 = 231 (3d100) |
>>35034
Name: Lord "Dracula" Bob, King of Greater Wisconsin, "The Wisconsin Vampire", Once and Future King
Age: 30
Origin Story: Fell into a vat of high performance makeup designed for athletes who want to look nice. Which was place conveniently near a costume department store. The fangs make it hard for him to chew and his super powered body needs a lot of nutrients so he drinks all his meals with a nibble hear and there. His now pristine and flawless white skin is very sensitive to light. Before all that he was just a jobless actor who made bad poetry and puns and lived in closet of an apartment with no windows in the basement in a bad neighborhood.
Blood Type: D for Drinks A Lot
Signature Color: Blood Red
Domain: Transylvania Forest (Milwaukee), Greater Wisconsin, New Camelot
Superpowers: [B-List Super Strength], [A-List Super Speed], [C-List Super Stealth], [B-List Hypnotism], [A-List Swordsmanship], [Psionic Resistance]
Weakness: [Sorta Vampirish] - Being in sunlight causes pain and blindness. Most actions must be done during the night, or underground. You can more or less only eat liquids. Fire does extreme damage to you since the makeup is, apparently, napalm-based.
Equipment:[Hang-Glider]. [Excalibur], [Skeleton Alloy Pants],[Retrofitted Psiadamant Gauntlets], [Purple Crystal Globe](Flail with claw-machine-esque clutch),
5 [Skeleton Laser Rifles]. 28 [Skeleton Scrap],[Skeleton Alloy Gauntlets]
Followers: 8 Teenagers, 2 Dr.Handymen (Dr. Richards and Dr. Frakensteen), 2 Vampire Apprentice [Pa'Trikk The EverCrispy], [Wisconsin Super-Governor],[Elijah "Dark Sanguinus" Blake], [Werewolf Tribe]
Renown: [B-List]
Buildings: Trap-Filled Castle - Heavily Damaged, 4 [Watchtowers],[Training Room], 3 [Radio Towers],
[Transports ready]
[Giga Scorpia Corpse]
Globe Researched. - Potential Control Locus for vehicle. Skeleton tactics deleted and skeletons weakened.
[Tentative Bigfoot Allies?]
A-List Super Strength 14/20
Chicago Conquest 1/6
[Wounded]
1 Heal. As Lord Bob returns quick as a flash to Camelot to refresh he hears that Scruftron's battle was finished; "Well then….Good work everyone. Doctors attend me for recovery."
2 A-List Super Strength 14/20. Train. Luckily the training room was still functional though the castle was a bit drafty.
3 Time to Conquer Chicago.
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e0fca3 No.35098
| Rolled 25, 2, 52, 75 = 154 (4d100) |
Name: The Mastermind
Age: At least 100
http://pastebin.com/jqJPHFCr
>Blood Type: AB+
>Signature Color: Dark Red
>Domain: New Mexico
>Superpowers: [Super Intellect], [D-List Device Invention] [Awesome Scar] [B-List Entropy] [D-List Sonic Blast (Rock-N-Roll)][D-List Super Singing]
1. The DOOMilitary factory rebuilt, the MASTERMIND orders production resume immediately! More laser tanks are to start rolling off the assembly line, their light based weapons are the fastest thing we have to catch this sonic samurai.
[DOOMilitary Factory]
2-3. The ROCK STAR concentrates its fire to smash the last ground portal, cutting off skeletal reinforcements and escape.
Once this is accomplished, it then spreads its fire outward to create a "cage" of lazer and explosions raining from the sky, surrounding and trapping the skeletal forces and the samurai. Slowly, the cage would shrink, giving the samurai less room to be a dodgy fuck and the forces of DOOM to land a hit! Even Demetrius joins in, his drums connected to the turbolasers unleashed explosive blasts in timing with the drums, making a ring of smoke and fire to trap the samurai!
[Demetrius, Toojays Manager] [Hell-Touched Drums] and [C-List Drumming Skills]
The mastermind cries out into the sky
"Behold my CAGE OF DOOM!"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UO_84C3fpuI
While the ROCK STAR tries to trap the Samurai in a ring of destruction, the rest of DOOM's forces proceed to fire everything they have at the Samurai.
Units:
1 DOOMtrooper Regiments
1 DOOMechanized Regiments
1 [Doomcopters!]
2 [Doom Tanks!]
1 [Doom Crawler!]
1 [Sound Tanks]
1 [Heavy Plasma Tank!]
1 [Novice Angels of Pizzeria]
Buildings:
[DOOM LASER ARTILLERY]
4.
The Mastermind isn't sure whether he should resist the ROCK STAR's effects as its master, or embrace it! He decides to SING LOUDER into the hellish microphone.
"I AM DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM"
[D-List Super Singing][Hellforged Microphone]
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e0fca3 No.35099
| Rolled 26, 57, 63, 33 = 179 (4d100) |
>>35036
Name: Hank Scorpio
Age: Average
Origin Story:
This incredible visionary is a genius entrepreneur who made lots of money with all sorts of space weapon technology. Which is also where his ambitions lie. In space. But all that aside for now, born with incredible super intelligence Hank Scorpio does whatever he can to provide a relaxed work environment for all his employees while they bring about the end of the world. Or happen to save it.
Blood Type: ABC
Signature Color: Pink
Domain: Phoenix, Arizona
Superpowers:
+ Super Intellect
+ OMEGA Regeneration Chip
+ Laser Integration System
+ C-List Bass Playing
+ C-List Physical Fitness
+ D-List Device Invention
+ D-List Tool Creation
+ D-List Bass Playing
Followers:
+ A-Team
+ 4 Living Metal Corporate Executives
+ 26 Scorpion Mercenaries
+ 53 Living Metal Mercs
+ 6 Living Metal Mercs (Living Metal Merc Captives) - probably ded?
+ Weapons Expert
Equipment:
+ [Orange Suit]
+ [Particle Acceleration Cannon]
+ [Quartet 4's Psi-Plasma Warstaff]
+ [Hell-Touched Bass Guitar]
+ Blueprint Briefcase
+ Medium-High Funds
+ 8 Energy Rifles
+ 8 Subsonic Wave Guns
+ 1 Gold-Plated Subsonic Wave Gun
+ 3 [Space Rockets]
+ [Psion Tainted Fragments]
Giantic Weird Follower Space Stations:
+ GiLiMeSS
Renown: C-List
Buildings:
+ Research Lab
+ Ad-Tech Factory
+ Auto Training Facility
+ Upgraded Research Lab
Tech:
+ Flawless Biomechanical Regeneration Tech (A-list Regeneration, C-List Endurance)
+ Living Steel Alloy -> Living Alloy Bill (Mercs will be converted to Living Alloy at reasonable rate)
+ Metal Augmentation (Regeneration, Fitness, Split Bodyparts)
+ Superpower Dampener [Locked Out] 4/15
+ Subsonic Wave Gun
+ Super Strength Gene Augments 1/6
1-3. The Samurai was enraged and ready to leave his defense wide open. Of course Scorpio would have to take some nasty hits but he was prepared to unleash the devastating power of his weaponry upon the Silver Samurai at any cost. This battle had cost him far too much of his busy time that he needed looking after GiLiMeSS and whatever it was doing right now. After all a space station needed a lot of looking after. It was time to hunt down his fow and take him down!
4. Spewpy Doom Roll
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e0fca3 No.35131
| Rolled 61, 97, 59 = 217 (3d100) |
>>35037
>Name: Max Valcroix, AKA Pulse
>Age: 18
>Origin Story: Pulse is the child of two powerful and famous A-list superheroes, Monolith and Ice Raven. After the accidental murder of a A-list villain by misjudging a combination attack, both turned themselves in to the police in shame. The judge gave them an incredibly harsh sentence in a power play, simultaneous life in a specialized prison with no visitation rights and the government has refused to release them under any circumstances. The incident forced Max out of the public eye, raised by his Grandfather in mid-Florida. Growing up with the power to control and shape raw energy into pulses, weapons and shields and a serious hatred for authority, Pulse has donned an all-black and gray costume to contrast his Parent's silver and red, and sworn to show up the police and do what they can't.
>Blood Type: O+
>Signature Color: White, the color of his energy pulses.
>Domain: Florida.
>Superpowers: [A-list Energy Blast], [A-List Energy Shield], [A-List Weapon Creation], [A-List Physical Fitness], [Psionic Resistance], [D-List ??? 4/5].
>Equipment: [Mid-Tech Secret Base (Cavern under High School), +Hidden], [High-Speed Motorcycle (Super)], [Army Base], [Tattered Father's Costume], [League Communicator], [Cadence's Helmet]
>Followers: Grandpa (Running Secret Base), [3x Florida Resistance (Trained)], [Resistance Government], [Mark and Michelle - Fire and Ice twins], [Sophia - Electric Girl], [Julio - Healer], [David, Psionic Amputee]
>Renown: B-List
1/2/3: Pulse is impossible to read under his mask as the enormous skeleton turns his attention to him, but the stony visage of the thing is probably an accurate representation of his actual feelings. He takes the short break of a staredown to formulate a plan, taking note of the exposed plate in his shin - a well-placed pulse of energy should be able to tear the more sensitive alloy to shreds. And without a leg, he's done. The hard part, of course, is getting there - but that's what you train for, huh?
"You planning on just standing there?" Pulse mocks, collecting his energy through visible white sparks.
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e0fca3 No.35175
| Rolled 80, 11, 77 = 168 (3d100) |
>>34775
Name: Silver Cloud. Formerly Nicholas Nikmahs
Age: 22
Origin Story: http://pastebin.com/qpJf9LX2
Blood Type: Formerly O.
Signature Color: Light Grey.
Domain: Baltimore, Maryland.
Superpowers: [C-List Morphic Form], [C-List Animal Control], [D-List Regeneration], [D-List Nanite Infection]
Weakness:
All As One - You cannot have followers or allies that have not been inundated with your nanites, and, indeed, the urge to spread your nanite "gift" is almost natural. These nanite-morphed "allies" are highly receptive to you, but are not directly under your control.
Equipment: Nothing
Equipment: Nothing
Followers: Nanite-Morphed Buck, Nanite-Morphed Seahawk. 3 Nanite-Morphed Dogs.
Renown: D-List
1-2. The Entity has just discovered what it feels like to panic. The humanity within is imagining all sorts of horrible ways the nanites can grow out of control, and at the same time feels that only a miracle can solve the problem and that there is essentially no hope. How useless.
The Silvershroud pursues one of the three split off clouds. They have separated themselves to escape it. This tactic will come to be their unmaking. The entity will capture and devour on of the clouds and use their latent connection to the other 2 clouds to tract them. All the while adding them to itself.
3. Meanwhile the Entity continues to work on its regeneration [C-list regen] 5/10
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e0fca3 No.35233
| Rolled 26, 83, 69 + 20 = 198 (3d100) |
>>35041
>>35131
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e0fca3 No.35402
| Rolled 17 (1d100) |
``Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you,``
``Sweet dreams that leave all far worries behind you…``
``But in your dreams, whatever they be,``
``Dream a little dream of m͉̙͋̐̍ë́̈̽̓͟.``
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e0fca3 No.35549
| Rolled 17 - 20 (1d100) |
>>35069
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e0fca3 No.35550
>>35063
>>35066
1/2. The two wizards drew their respective wand-like and-totally-not-phallic-at-all-fuck-you-freud magical supplement instruments and, at once, light and smoke and crackling energy filled the air. Vladimire was unaccustomed to facing down such gritty, fast-and-dirty spellwork, but he easily held his own through raw power and finesse.
In the span of a short few seconds, they had transmuted the landscape to pillars of melting ice cream, writhing pits of tentacled snakes and utterly annihilated a nearby Burger Fuhrer restaraunt. But the hard-boiled hex-slinger still stood, albeit with one less arm than he had minutes prior.
Begin Round 2 of LORD VLADIMIRE-VS-BARRY NEDSERD
3. Gain 8 Novice Death Beaters. Beau and Bokor are quite good at what they do…
4. Unfortunately, without Vladimire present, the scrying sphere picked up just about nothing. Just an infomercial for J.B. Bibbengubbs' Wand Polish.
>>35038
>>35039
The magical spirit lashes multiple shimmering blue lines into the core of the renegade golem, narrowing the eyes of its host as it begins spooling away the connections that hold the metal together and keep the souls inside safe from the ravages of the outside. It works like a charm– portions of the golem's body begin crumbling, and copious amounts of lurid blue mana begin seething out from the golem's joints.
Try as they might to strike at the spirit with counterspells, curses and battle transmutations, the magi-skeletons controlling the golem are just unable to get past Kaza'kazdun's own defenses and the defenses of its minions. In short order, the spirit's quick thinking and resourcefulness pay off as the golem body collapses in a ruined heap and the collective energies of the magic skeleton consciousnesses wither away into the air, dispersing harmlessly into the ebb and flow of the planet's leylines…
The day is won, and at the sight of such sorcerous resourcefulness, the skeletons pull back, damaged and disheartened.
A-List Super Sorcery 21/25
Your new golem body is now [Severely Damaged], and though the barebones framework of the transferrence ritual is complete, you must do it again to leave your now battered host.
>>35043
1/2/3. You blitz past skeleton forces, and Dragoon's survivors, on your way to the battlefront, arriving in a hail of fire, motorcycle smoke and whirling debris. You're here to kick ass and chew bubblegum, and the fact that your teeth are always at about 150 degrees Fahrenheit means you've long since ran out of gum.
>>35047
1/2/3. You continue on your noble quest, and word does spread of a fearsome fellow by the name of the Brass Baron; he's moved a little more northward by the bidding of his skeletal overlords, and so has his posse…
B-List Physical Fitness 5/8. A-List Swordsmanship 13/18
>>35055
1. The doctor heals the worst of your remaining injuries and re-grafts some grafts. You are now [Battered].
2. You call out to the people of your domain for eager fighters, and they do not disappoint you.
Gain 15 Janitors. Gain 2 Janitor Strippers.
3. Janitorial Barracks 2/4. The janitors had used them for storing pizza boxes and cheap smut, and this must be cleared before they can start work on the damn place again.
>>35076
1/2. You armor up, grab your resonator, and sally forth, kicking skeleton ass up and down the neighboring counties. Your armor works quite well.
Gain 5 Skeleton Scrap. Gain 5 Skeleton Laser Rifles.
3. Geneticist 1/5. It's hard finding anyone interested in genes when it's already hard finding anyone that still has skin instead of metal and bones.
>>35087
1/2. Gain A-List Fire Regeneration.
3. You scour the countryside and claim more land for yourself… though you're out of practice, and it's lackluster compared to your previous rampages.
>>35091
1. The doctors are delighted to hear of your return, and, accordingly, they pump you full of blood, painkillers and calcium. You know. For your bones.
You are now healed.
2. A-List Super Strength 16/20. You're on your way to getting right up there with the real heavyweight weight lifting heavies of days gone past.
3. You order another assault on Chicago, and the Justice Warriors along with their skeleton forces are taken entirely by surprise. They lose much of their ground in one fell swoop.
Chicago Conquest 5/6.
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e0fca3 No.35551
>>35175
1/2. The entity manages to track down and consume one of the clouds, in a nasty but short conflict of programming and nanotechnical warfare. The other two clouds are within a few miles… but already they're starting to expand, grow, and, worst of all, indoctrinate.
3. C-List Regeneration 8/10. In preparation for the coming hardships the Entity readies its regenerative prowess.
>>35069
1/2/3. The Shroud keeps the Samurai from really doing too much of a number on D.O.O.M's squishier, fleshier foot soldiers. However, the devastating crescendo blast from the ROCK STAR throw the creature off course and even clip it, and it must slither away momentarily to regenerate and heal. When it returns to the fray, the samurai has moved on…
>>35065
1/3. Miss Moscovia lumbers toward the Samurai and, with the Shroud in tow, kicks and bats the silvery foe around, doing little hard damage but keeping him from doing likewise. The devastating blast wave of the ROCK STAR stumbles Miss Moscovia, but she retains enough wherewithal to beat the Samurai back and into another portion of the battlefield, where she lumbers after him.
>>35098
1. Gain 2 Laser Tanks. They immediately move into join the fight, but are unable to get a clear shot at the samurai…
2/3. Demetrius raises his drumstick to start wailing away at the skins–
And his drumset collapses, chuckling evilly as it takes full use of the One Free Fuck You Every 6.66 Years clause of its vaguely demonic-ish contract. Without Demetrius' drums to back it up, and without proper altitude, the CAGE OF DOOM sputters and fritzes, and though it captures many of the skeletons' hard hitters, the samurai escapes it with ease!
Fortunately, the Mastermind's forces are not really affected at all by the crushing effects of the ROCK STAR, and they just rock out HARDER at the sound of their leader going ham on the mic.
>>35099
1/2/3. The two giants of D.O.O.M. kept Scorpio from getting off a good shot– he risked kneecapping one or both of them if he fired just an instant too soon or too late. However, walking through the blistering hail of bone-sizzling, flesh-melting laser fire with only a tarnished suit to show for it, Scorpio managed to lay down one solid shot upon the samurai's tetsubo, disintegrating the upper half of the thing and rendering it effectively useless.
The concussive force of the ROCK STAR, though, kept Scorpio on one knee as he struggled to stay awake and alert, and he then had to take a moment or six to wait for his neck to snap back into place after the Samurai threw the remnants of his club right at Scorpio's jaw.
>>35099
>>35098
>>35069
>>35065
The Samurai is battered about by the two giants, and, in the midst, he is brought low by the concussive fury of the ROCK STAR, though he deftly escapes the entrapping confines of the CAGE of DOOM as it sputters and fails.
Scorpio lands a solid blast that disintegrates one of the Samurai's weapons, but this only seems to anger him more, and he dodges giant feet and grasping, ethereal hands to lead several squadrons of Skeleton Elites in a bloody charge across the blasted, smoke-choked terrain right at the Mastermind and his entrenched command position!
They seek to cut the head off of the proverbial snake.
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e0fca3 No.35552
>>35131
>>35233
>>35041
>>35043
Pulse charges a crackling blast of energy, eyes narrowing beneath his hastily repaired mask as he tries pointing out the prime spot for maximum damage on the exposed leg of the giant bot. His aim is interrupted, however, when Dragoon heaves great, towering pillars of stone and rubble from the earth, intending to topple them upon the skeleton in a cataclysmic display.
However, his plans are thwarted when the skeleton just flexes and from the dozens of subwoofers pours a tooth-rattling bass note that quickly reduces the oncoming stone to rubble and fine dust. Undaunted, Dragoon launches himself upward and hurls a spear of metal and dragon's breath at the skeleton, and Pulse takes his opportunity to let loose an alloy-annihilating bolt of energy.
The sounds of the giga skeleton's fist colliding with Dragoon's spear are matched by Pulse's blast blowing out a large section of its shin, and even as Dragoon is sent flying back to earth with metal shards in his rocky hide, the giant robot falls to a knee, hard enough to shake the earth and send up a blinding cloud of dust and rock that forces Pulse to erect an energy shield 'round himself.
When the dust clears, both heroes are treated to the sight of the skeleton powering up a deadly wave of sonics from its kneeling position– and behind them stands a rough and tough man in a biker jacket, snapping the kickstand down on a demonic-looking motorcycle and unfurling a black, spiked chain from his shoulder…
BEGIN ROUND 9 OF DRAGOON, HELL-RIDER AND PULSE-VS-QUARTET 2, TRUMPET WRAITH AND "TAKE FIVE"
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e0fca3 No.35554
| Rolled 64, 87, 91 = 242 (3d100) |
Name: The Mastermind
Age: At least 100
http://pastebin.com/jqJPHFCr
>Blood Type: AB+
>Signature Color: Dark Red
>Domain: New Mexico
>Superpowers: [Super Intellect], [D-List Device Invention] [Awesome Scar] [B-List Entropy] [D-List Sonic Blast (Rock-N-Roll)][D-List Super Singing]
1-3. From inside the Throne Room of the ROCK STAR, the Mastermind's screen showed the cage collapse and Demetrius drums break.
But what really concerned him was, how not yet at fill altitude, those fucking Samurai Skeletal Fucks decided to stop killing the army and go to the place where the DOOM-SPEAKER laser couldn't reach. Himself. His ninja like Skeleton Elites use their dexterity and speed to run at incredible pace and then leap or use their booster jets to soar over the ground forces, landng right onto the loading docks. The Samurai himself leapt into air not far behind.
"Oh shit."
The ROCK STAR's crew responded. "Boarding Party on Decks level R, K and D. Security details there immediately! Shut the blast doors through sectors 34 and 23, limit their movements, activate the internal turrets. Go, go, go!"
The ROCK STAR's soldier contingent starts running through the hallways, while on the ground DOOM begins using their shuttle craft and helicopters to start lifting some of the ground forces and tanks as fast as they could carry any of them to the ROCK STAR.
The Mastermind roars into the mic.
"MOSCOVIA, THE ROCK STAR HASN'T REACHED IT'S FULL ALTITUDE YET. SWAT SOME OF THEM OUTTA THE SKY BEFORE THEY LAND ON OR REACH IN THE DOCKS AND PULL THESE MOTHERFUCKERS OUT.
SCORPIO. GET YOU AND YOUR ON ONE OF MY SHUTTLE'S OR YOUR OWN FLYING THING AND FOLLOW HIM. WE ARE THIS CLOSE TO BEATING THIS ASSHOLE!"
As the Samurai begins his final charge directly at him, the MASTERMIND grabs some weapons and gives Demetrius and his own personal guards some too, even the Angels of Pizzaria in their ill fitting latex outfit and greasy hair. If the Samurai were going to smash through the blast doors to the throne room and come right at him, he'd go down fighting.
2 [Prototype Plasma Thrower]
4 [Strange Energy Rifles]
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e0fca3 No.35556
| Rolled 73, 28, 80 = 181 (3d100) |
>>35551
>>35554
>Name:
Loria Tarasovich / Miss Moscovia
>Superpowers:
[A-List Super Growth] (gives [B-List Super Strength (A 9/20)+B-List Endurance (A 6/20)]), [B-List Regeneration]
>Weaknesses:
[Blinded Right Eye]
>Equipment:
[Yellow-Black Jumpsuit]
[Lord Hoyt (Imprisoned)]
[Inert Jazz Barges] x5
[Mangled Room 608 Wreck]
1-3: While it would be more preferable to herself to instead chase down and shattering the samurai skeletron, it is made clear that it would be better to focus on the masses instead. Kicking up entire lots of ground, she charged forward the Skeleton Elites, smashing them down in order to protect the ROCK STAR from a boarding attack.
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e0fca3 No.35558
| Rolled 89, 32, 31 = 152 (3d100) |
>>35552
Name: Alex "Dragoon" Walker
Age: Twenties
Origin Story: Was a Normal Guy until the Spirit of a very old and powerful(at one point) Earth Dragon possessed his body, Now He fights to become strong a retake the world, one rock at a time.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Green
Domain: Northern Georgia, Most of Alabama, most of Mississippi
>Superpowers:
[A-List Rock Manipulation]
[A-List Endurance]
[B-List Metal Manipulation] (A 6/20)
[Maximum Dragon Rock Fusion]
[C-List Super Strength]
[B-List Dragon's Breath]
[C-List Physical Fitness]
>Equipment:
[Fortified Base.]
[Enhanced fortifications]
[Improved Infrastructure]
[Superhard Fortresses]
[Skeleton Alloy Ammo]
[Anti-air defenses]
[7 Radio Towers (can reach anywhere East of the Rockies]
[Advanced Training Room.]
[Alloy Armor]
[Fortified Basic Research Lab]
[Basic Skelescrap Forge!]
Mantlespear 2/12
>Followers:
[Mayor of Atlanta]
[18 Armored Veteran Survivors]
3 Scientists
>Research
Jazzhulk Research 3/6.
Renown: B-list
Status: LIGHTLY WOUNDED
Well that went poorly. Fine then, let's see how well it's fights when it can't stand. Rip the ground out from under it and impale it with it.
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e0fca3 No.35567
| Rolled 48, 97, 56 = 201 (3d100) |
>>35550
Name: Scruftron- (Real name Scruffy)
Age: 28
Origin Story: Once a mild mannered entry-level Janitor at a secret military instillation, Pvt. Scruffy was selected for secret goverment experiments in creating Artificial supers. He was infused with Neodymium enriched Iron as a substitute for the iron in his blood. The effect of this experiment gave the gift of Magnetism! He could fling great blocks of steel with a flick of the wrist! Pry open vault doors with his mind! Bend spoons! The potential was limitless! Except that the metal actually had to be magnetic… And he's afraid of spiders
Blood Type: AB-
Signature Color: Orange
Domain: somewhere in Nebaska
Superpowers: [A-List Magnetism], [B-List Janitorial Skills], [B-List Staff Combat]
Equipment:
+ [ Psi-Alloy Ō-yoroi]
+ [Super Strong Strange Naginata]
+ [Psi-Adamant Warboots]
+[Heavy Laser Spray]
>Extra Equipment:
+[Psion-Alloy Armor]
+[Cyber Alloy Armor]
+[Janitorial Armor D-list]
>Allies:
+[The Psychonaut]
>Followers:
+[1 Janitorial Captains]
+[23 Janitor Elites]
+[18 Janitors]
+[16 Janitor Strippers]
+[Doctor Phillip]
+[Kenny the Roboticist]
+[Windex] - the Invisible Marauder.
+ [Bucketboy] - the water-slinging floorwasher.
+ [Scour] - the bombshell that can disintegrate objects with her touch.
+ [Harvey] - a mountain of a man that soaks up punishment like a sponge.
+[Dura-Dong] - Man with a Iron will, and a Iron Cock.
Renown: B-list
Weakness: [Eight Legged Freaks] - Spiders and spider-like creatures give you a severe penalty to all rolls.
>Buildings:
+[Ultra-Advanced Laser Repeater Factory]
+[Scruff Base-Heavy Metal Version]+[EMP Fields]&[Tank Traps]&[Tank Turret Emplacement]
+ [Forge]
>Other Stuff
+ [Hunk Of Steel Sculpture].
+ [Low Weapons Supply]
+ [Scruffy's Porn Stash]
+ [Skelly Scrap Research]
+[Repulsion Tech]
+[Abandoned Tactical]
+[26 Scrufftech Laser Repeaters] +8/turn
+[70 Skeleton Scrap]
+[1 Repurposed Jazzbarge]
+[Quartet 3's Head]
+[Super Laser Pointer]
+[Masterwork War Bucket]
+[Inert "Doxy"]
>Research
Psi-Alloy Ō-yoroi 4/6
Skeley Virus 3/8
Roboticist 2/5
Questionably Placed Cyber Grafting 16/???
Janitorial Barracks 2/4
[Battered]
1. Continue work on the Janitorial Barracks
2. Train my staff combat, if I cannot develop my own powers, I will compensate with raw martial skill.
3. Now that the worst of my wounds have healed, have the pyschonaut train me in ways of resisting psionic attacks. My last battle with Q1 has taught me that I cannot weather the storm myself, and to be that wounded again would most likely leave me dead.
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e0fca3 No.35571
| Rolled 25, 65, 70 = 160 (3d100) |
>>35550
Name: Kaza'kazdun
Age: 10,000
Origin Story: A long forgotten spirit of magic brought forth from the Chaos Wilds in an attempt to help fight the skellitons. Who knew that trying to take something from a place called the Chaos Wilds would have unknown consequences on the summoner and spirit.
Blood Type: none
Signature Color: brownish
Domain: bum fuck Georgia
Superpowers: [B-list Super Sorcery], [D-List Super Stealth], [Psionic Resistance], [Summoner Health Boost], [D-List Artificing], [Enhanced Vision], [Almost-Super Charisma]
Equipment: [Weak Wand Of Magic Missile], [Magic Cutlery], Ikea Wands, [Tiny Enchanted Gun Stockpile], [Chocolatizing Coffee Mug], [Magical Hippy Van][Reagent Supply]
+ 1 Skeleton Scrap
+ 1 Strange Magical Object
+ 1 Ley Line Node
+ 1 [Magical Alter]
+ [Reinforced Devil's Bronze Body] ([C-List Flight][D-List Super Strength][D-List Super Speed]) [Severely Damaged]
+ [Meagre Tome]
+ [Slightly Less Meagre Tome]
Followers: 6 Cultists trained in magic, 8 Novice Artificer, Chaos Wolves, Charlie Company, [C.C. War Machine], 7 [Rust Monsters], 4 golems, 8 Engineers
Weakness: This Mortal Coil - You are bound to the increasingly unstable, relatively fragile shell of your summoner. If he dies, you're banished.
Renown: Starts at D-List.
Domain: [Basic Magical Populace]
In progress:
A-List Super Sorcery 21/25
1. Heal up this body, I'm still going to need it for a bit.
+B-List Super Sorcery
2-3. Now then, there was something about that hero next to me needing help. Scry a good spot and teleport into the fray.
+B-List Super Sorcery
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e0fca3 No.35589
| Rolled 61, 97, 16 = 174 (3d100) |
>>35552Name: The Hell-Rider
Age: 26
Origin Story: Douglas Green was just a simple biker before one day he was gunned down in by a member of a rival gang. His soul was sucked directly to help were he was tormented for all of his wrong doings in life. Douglas was however was no ordinary man and set about planning his escape from hell. Taking to ambushing and eating the lesser demon-kin he found himself twisting in both body and mind as he made his way towards the limits of Hell. How exactly he got out at that point not even he remembers is finding himself back in his hometown by the ruins of his old watering hole. Finding himself in the wreckage of the world now ruled by Iron-Bones he has set off to make things right and maybe redeem his soul on the way.
Blood Type: O
Signature Color: Purple
Domain: Northern Texas
Powers: [A-List Fire Resistance][A-List Demonic Transformation (gives A-List Super Strength, A-List Endurance and D-List Flight)][C-List Motorcycling][B-List Guitar Skills] Demon-Hog: [B-List Super Speed][D-List Intangibility]
Weakness: [Devil's Reject] - You fought your way out of Hell, but Hell wants your black soul back. Your critical failures can attract OTHER types of attention, you are harmed and repelled by objects of faith, and banishing magic is particularly deadly to you.
Equipment: Hellforged Chain, Demon-Hog, Demonhide Jacket, Wrathful Holy Stratocaster,
Assets: [Old Biker Clubhouse][3 Grenades]
Followers: 2 Old Ladies, 9 Road Warriors, 1 Road Huntress, 4 Bikers
—–-
Douglas grinned at the two would be super heros, "You faggots ready to rumble?" as he began his demonic transformation leaping towards the skeletons face preparing to latch on with his chain and then to rip and tear.
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e0fca3 No.35591
| Rolled 6, 43, 21 = 70 (3d100) |
>>35551
Name: Silver Cloud. Formerly Nicholas Nikmahs
Age: 22
Origin Story: http://pastebin.com/qpJf9LX2
Blood Type: Formerly O.
Signature Color: Light Grey.
Domain: Baltimore, Maryland.
Superpowers: [C-List Morphic Form], [C-List Animal Control], [D-List Regeneration], [D-List Nanite Infection]
Weakness:
All As One - You cannot have followers or allies that have not been inundated with your nanites, and, indeed, the urge to spread your nanite "gift" is almost natural. These nanite-morphed "allies" are highly receptive to you, but are not directly under your control.
Equipment: Nothing
Equipment: Nothing
Followers: Nanite-Morphed Buck, Nanite-Morphed Seahawk. 3 Nanite-Morphed Dogs.
Renown: D-List
1-2. The entity can feel a strange new emotion, the humanity clarifies that it is feeling anger. These unruly children impose their own will upon the world and refuse the restraints that the humanity imposes, how impudent. Do they believe that by disregarding the humanity that they can overcome their parent? Let us test this.
Silvercloud descends upon the nearest cloud, his own body shall become a swarm of nanites and shall pierce through the center of the deviant nanites cloud, spreading them apart to be reprogrammed. The Entities own allies shall either dispatch or stall the rogue cloud’s own, allowing Silvercloud to deal with them.
3. Meanwhile the Entity continues to work on its regeneration [C-list regen] 8/10
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e0fca3 No.35605
| Rolled 20, 19, 98 = 137 (3d100) |
Name: Real name Eva Foxx Cover name Steel wall.
Age: 17 years
Origin Story: Eva was a child prodigy in the field of robotics, she even managed to make a working robotic arm at the age of 13 and was accepted into collage roughly a year later. She was just a normal person in collage when the skeletons came, during the invasion she did the only thing she really could do at that point and hid in her collage dorm room hoping that everything would be okay, and it was okay, for her anyway. She then set up shop scavanging what she could and started to make something that would let her fight back against the skeletons and, after a long while of hard work, testing, failing, even more testing, she finally managed to make a basic protective suit of power armor for herself. It doesn't mater how its done all that matters is taking back this land, if not in the name of the USA in the name of humanity.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Bronze….ish
Domain: Grand Rapids, Michigan
Superpowers: [Super Intellect] [B-List Device Invention] [C-List Tool Creation]
Equipment: [Improved Tech Lab] [B-List Power] [C-List Cyber-Harness] [Repaired College Base] [Psion-Free Eswingbarge] [Kinetic Resonator upgrade 3/8] [Skeli scrap X5] [Skeli laser rifles X5]
Under construction: [Nothing]
Followers: No one…yet [Geneticist search 1/5]
Renown: Starts at D-List, still at D-List
1,2 "Well, now that the armor has been tested, and to a extent the resonator, lets start seeing how these little rifles those skeli's had tick." [Resarch the laser rifles]
3, "Might as well spend some more time looking for some geneticist, or at least some other living, breathing, human being."
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e0fca3 No.35606
| Rolled 81, 18, 16 = 115 (3d100) |
>>35552
>Name: Max Valcroix, AKA Pulse
>Age: 18
>Origin Story: Pulse is the child of two powerful and famous A-list superheroes, Monolith and Ice Raven. After the accidental murder of a A-list villain by misjudging a combination attack, both turned themselves in to the police in shame. The judge gave them an incredibly harsh sentence in a power play, simultaneous life in a specialized prison with no visitation rights and the government has refused to release them under any circumstances. The incident forced Max out of the public eye, raised by his Grandfather in mid-Florida. Growing up with the power to control and shape raw energy into pulses, weapons and shields and a serious hatred for authority, Pulse has donned an all-black and gray costume to contrast his Parent's silver and red, and sworn to show up the police and do what they can't.
>Blood Type: O+
>Signature Color: White, the color of his energy pulses.
>Domain: Florida.
>Superpowers: [A-list Energy Blast], [A-List Energy Shield], [A-List Weapon Creation], [A-List Physical Fitness], [Psionic Resistance], [D-List ??? 4/5].
>Equipment: [Mid-Tech Secret Base (Cavern under High School), +Hidden], [High-Speed Motorcycle (Super)], [Army Base], [Tattered Father's Costume], [League Communicator], [Cadence's Helmet]
>Followers: Grandpa (Running Secret Base), [3x Florida Resistance (Trained)], [Resistance Government], [Mark and Michelle - Fire and Ice twins], [Sophia - Electric Girl], [Julio - Healer], [David, Psionic Amputee]
>Renown: B-List
1/2/3:
"Goddamn rock bastard - stop getting in my way! I nearly had him!" Pulse angrily yells as he again readies himself, mostly ignoring the new arrival.
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e0fca3 No.35607
| Rolled 64, 76, 39, 52 = 231 (4d100) |
Name: Lord Vladimire
Age: 60
Origin Story: born to magically gifted parents who immigrated to texas from britain, he was taught the ways of magic, but his father abused both himself and his mother, leaving him with deep scars in childhood. he looked into black magic at an early age in secret, further festering the growing evil in his heart. when his father killed his mother by beating her, furious he killed his own father with his a forbidden spell, the death thunderbolt, which drains the life out of whoever it strikes.
from that day on he would grow to become one of the most notorious figures in magical society, taking the name Vladimire, and gathering an army of cultists and amassing in yet more dark magic. his trademark use of electromagic combined with black magic earned him the title of the "Lighting-DeathLord"
Vladimire is one of the few surviving members D.O.O.M. He was also notorious as being absent, missing very many meetings of D.O.O.M as he had been devoted much of his time trying to hunt down Waldough Whaters, the only person to ever escape him, and prophesied to be the Chosen One who will defeat him. this saved his life, as he was not there to be destroyed with the rest of D.O.O.M., but he also lost most of his followers to the skeleton attack.
he has returned to gather his strength again, and vows that no skeleton will get in the way of him finding and killing "the Child who Hid."
Blood Type: None
Signature Color: Lavender
Domain: somewhere in Texas
Superpowers: [B-List Super Sorcery], [B-List Electricity Control], [C-List Electricity Resistance]
Structures: Ley Node, [V.U. Mobility], [Brineborn Nest] [Empowered Scrying Tower]
Equipment: [Dark Lord's Cloak], [Dark Lord's Wand], [7 Magical Batteries][Scuba Gear][Harpoon Gun][Brineborn Allies] [Nice Yacht][Small Boat Squadron][EVIL Wax][Strange Mermaid Trident][1 Jazzbarge Wreckage][5 Skeleton Scrap][Rot Siren P.R. Float Wreck]
Followers: [3 Death Beaters][12 Novice Death Beaters][Wendigo Tribe][Brineborn Allies][8 Rot Sirens][2 Zombie Platoon][The Bokor][Beau LaCroix]
Training: [Amphibious Combat Tactics]
Weakness: [Waldough Whaters And The Shocking Susceptibility] - You are one of the last surviving members of D.O.O.M, the Distinguished Order Of Malefactors. Your dark power is hindered, of course, by the existence of Waldough Whaters, a fleet-footed yet courageous boy. You are at a drastic penalty to interactions with Superheros or innocent folk. Roll an additional unmodified 1d100 per turn: this represents what Waldough is up to as he eludes your grasp…
#1-2 Vladimire is enjoying the challenge. laughing and cackling with bravado, he casts curse after curse at the hero. the more of them he faced, the easier it was to kill them. he presses forward, attacking and attacking with intent to kill.
#3-4 two of Waldough's friends are set to arrive today. the Bokor and Beau had been given strict orders ahead of time by the Dark Lord. "no funny business, no torture. draw out copies of all their memories and place them in a memory vial. use one of the Brineborn mindflayer's to double check afterward for anything hidden or falsely implanted. no mind eating! I want them alive and intact afterward. start with the boy first, but keep the girl untouched in case you fail and kill or maim the boy."
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e0fca3 No.35640
| Rolled 72, 61, 53 + 15 = 201 (3d100) |
>>35606
>>35589
>>35558
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e0fca3 No.35642
| Rolled 80, 48, 48 = 176 (3d100) |
>>35550
Name: Lord "Dracula" Bob, King of Greater Wisconsin, "The Wisconsin Vampire", Once and Future King
Age: 30
Origin Story: Fell into a vat of high performance makeup designed for athletes who want to look nice. Which was place conveniently near a costume department store. The fangs make it hard for him to chew and his super powered body needs a lot of nutrients so he drinks all his meals with a nibble hear and there. His now pristine and flawless white skin is very sensitive to light. Before all that he was just a jobless actor who made bad poetry and puns and lived in closet of an apartment with no windows in the basement in a bad neighborhood.
Blood Type: D for Drinks A Lot
Signature Color: Blood Red
Domain: Transylvania Forest (Milwaukee), Greater Wisconsin, New Camelot
Superpowers: [B-List Super Strength], [A-List Super Speed], [C-List Super Stealth], [B-List Hypnotism], [A-List Swordsmanship], [Psionic Resistance]
Weakness: [Sorta Vampirish] - Being in sunlight causes pain and blindness. Most actions must be done during the night, or underground. You can more or less only eat liquids. Fire does extreme damage to you since the makeup is, apparently, napalm-based.
Equipment:[Hang-Glider]. [Excalibur], [Skeleton Alloy Pants],[Retrofitted Psiadamant Gauntlets], [Purple Crystal Globe](Flail with claw-machine-esque clutch),
5 [Skeleton Laser Rifles]. 28 [Skeleton Scrap],[Skeleton Alloy Gauntlets]
Followers: 8 Teenagers, 2 Dr.Handymen (Dr. Richards and Dr. Frakensteen), 2 Vampire Apprentice [Pa'Trikk The EverCrispy], [Wisconsin Super-Governor],[Elijah "Dark Sanguinus" Blake], [Werewolf Tribe]
Renown: [B-List]
Buildings: Trap-Filled Castle - Heavily Damaged, 4 [Watchtowers],[Training Room], 3 [Radio Towers],
[Transports ready]
[Giga Scorpia Corpse]
Globe Researched. - Potential Control Locus for vehicle. Skeleton tactics deleted and skeletons weakened.
[Tentative Bigfoot Allies?]
A-List Super Strength 16/20
Chicago Conquest 5/6
1 Finish conquering Chicago.
2 Repair and Renovate Trap-Filled Castle, I want it bigger and better and perhaps guarded by a golem made of all our 28 [Skeleton Scrap] and armed with 5 [Skeleton Laser Rifles] so have at it Frankensteen.
3 A-List Super Strength 16/20. Complete my workout in the [Training Room] assisted by Dr.Richards to improve my gains.
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e0fca3 No.35702
| Rolled 64, 63, 29 = 156 (3d100) |
>>35550
Name: Lord Deadly (Born: Laird Dade Lee)
Age: Mid twenties
Origin Story: See first post; Knight who got super-powers following a turkey accident
Blood Type: O Positive
Signature Color: Dark Green
Domain: None
Superpowers: [B-List Super Speed], [C-List Physical Fitness], [B-List Swordsmanship]
Equipment: [Longsword], [Plate Armor (Unremovable)]. [Medium Funds], [Halberd], [Armor Polish] [Cracked Helmet]
Followers: 8 Veteran Survivors
Renown: Starts at D-List
TRAINING: [B-List Physical Fitness 5/8] [A-List Swordsmanship 13/18] [D-List Staff Combat 1/4]
1/2/3. Finally! We now have something to go on! I shall lead my men North, always seeking information which will further narrow down our search area. The Baron will be mine. I only hope I can find the place where I started this quest once I'm done.
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e0fca3 No.35704
| Rolled 22, 22, 36 = 80 (3d100) |
>>35551
Name: Hank Scorpio
Age: Average
Origin Story:
This incredible visionary is a genius entrepreneur who made lots of money with all sorts of space weapon technology. Which is also where his ambitions lie. In space. But all that aside for now, born with incredible super intelligence Hank Scorpio does whatever he can to provide a relaxed work environment for all his employees while they bring about the end of the world. Or happen to save it.
Blood Type: ABC
Signature Color: Pink
Domain: Phoenix, Arizona
Superpowers:
+ Super Intellect
+ OMEGA Regeneration Chip
+ Laser Integration System
+ C-List Bass Playing
+ C-List Physical Fitness
+ D-List Device Invention
+ D-List Tool Creation
+ D-List Bass Playing
Followers:
+ A-Team
+ 4 Living Metal Corporate Executives
+ 26 Scorpion Mercenaries
+ 53 Living Metal Mercs
+ 6 Living Metal Mercs (Living Metal Merc Captives) - probably ded?
+ Weapons Expert
Equipment:
+ [Orange Suit]
+ [Particle Acceleration Cannon]
+ [Quartet 4's Psi-Plasma Warstaff]
+ [Hell-Touched Bass Guitar]
+ Blueprint Briefcase
+ Medium-High Funds
+ 8 Energy Rifles
+ 8 Subsonic Wave Guns
+ 1 Gold-Plated Subsonic Wave Gun
+ 3 [Space Rockets]
+ [Psion Tainted Fragments]
Giantic Weird Follower Space Stations:
+ GiLiMeSS
Renown: C-List
Buildings:
+ Research Lab
+ Ad-Tech Factory
+ Auto Training Facility
+ Upgraded Research Lab
Tech:
+ Flawless Biomechanical Regeneration Tech (A-list Regeneration, C-List Endurance)
+ Living Steel Alloy -> Living Alloy Bill (Mercs will be converted to Living Alloy at reasonable rate)
+ Metal Augmentation (Regeneration, Fitness, Split Bodyparts)
+ Superpower Dampener [Locked Out] 4/15
+ Subsonic Wave Gun
+ Super Strength Gene Augments 1/6
1-3. Scorpio did know what they said. An Ally in need was an Ally indeed. The Silver Surfer was headed for Mastermind's command position and as much respect as Hank had for his fellow evil Genius he knew that the old man was hardly in a condition to fight. After all he delegated much of the fighting to make up for his advanced age.
Scorpio had pissed off the Samurai, he had done a good job at it thus far, he would simply have to sully the being's honor some more. Ridicule it in a way that would make it impossible to turn down his challenge. And then beat it down with his awesome artifacts! Or well, at least the first part.
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e0fca3 No.35706
| Rolled 31, 14, 43 = 88 (3d100) |
>>35551
Name: The Shroud
Age: Time Immemorial
Origin Story: Here since the beginning, the invasion and overthrow of the governments by the robots disturb its slumber. Actually really intelligent and has decided to pose as a super villain to gain more power.
Blood Type: Lcl
Signature Color: Dark Black
Domain: Redding
Superpowers: [B-List Super Strength]; [A-List Super A.T Shield]; [A-List Regeneration], [Max Limbs (8)]; [D-List Spook-Vision]; [C-List S2 Cross Bomb 6/8]
Weakness: [Horror From Beyond] - You inspire dread and fear in everyday people. Good luck getting followers or allies.
Equipment: Spoon Collection; [Billie's Bounce Core]
Followers: [The LOBBRs (League Of Bargain Bin Rejects)]
Renown: C-List.
[Battered]
1-3; Destroy the little skellingtons with their lazer cannon things and consume their energy
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e0fca3 No.35730
| Rolled 86, 91, 73 = 250 (3d100) |
MINAGOROSHI DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
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e0fca3 No.35921
| Rolled 48, 67, 77 = 192 (3d100) |
>>35550
Name: Jennifer "Burning Phoenix" Cranston
Age: late 20s
Origin Story: More a force of nature than hero or villain, Jennifer was always cautious enough not to do much with the League of Righteousness looming and ready to smack down anyone who didn't want to do things their way. Now with them gone she has emerged to set the world on fire, good, bad, she doesn't care, all she wants is to watch the pretty lights and smell the burning ash.
Blood Type: B
Signature Color: pink
Domain: Northern North Dakota
Superpowers: [B-List Fire Blast]
[C-List Fireflight]
[A-list Fire Regeneration]
[C-list Flame Absorption]
Weakness: [Destructive] - Your wanton destruction means that it is difficult for people to actually want to join or tolerate you. You attract attention. -Bad- attention.
Equipment: 6 [Skeleton Scrap]
Followers:
Renown: C-rank
Inventory:
[Alloy 'Grenades']x5
[Skeleton Bikini]
B-list Fireflight 6/10
1.2. The time is of no consequence, set more of the countryside ablaze
3. Let's keep an eye out for anyone trying to put out the fires, and set them on fire, that'll teach them not to mess with my fires.
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e0fca3 No.36384
| Rolled 77, 99 = 176 (2d100) |
>>35607
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e0fca3 No.36385
>>35607
1/2. Barry only barely managed to counterspell and dispel the curses being lobbed his way, second after second– it was no surprise to the Dark Lord that he could pull such a thing off, after all, for he was a renowned and uncannily skilled magical warrior. It was a damned shame he refused to truck with the dark arts.
Or so Vladimire had thought up until when he cast Mind Crush, and Barry, eyes gleaming, waved his hands around, casting a swooshing arc of purple energy that disrupted the oncoming spell and hammered Vladimire's form, causing the Lightning DeathLord to wheeze and clutch at his chest as his insides spontaneously began to solidfy and harden. The Gut Freezing spell, powerful dark magic– had he pushed Barry to the brink?
You are now [Wounded].
BEGIN ROUND 3 OF LORD VLADIMIRE-VS-BARRY NEDSERD
3/4. Unaccustomed to being ordered around, nor to setting forth with the intent of doing anything less than bloody murder, Beau and Bokor more or less faithfully ambush Tallrump and Sunjust as they make their way across the Mississippi. Great tendrils of water and muck wrap around them and crush their boat; Brineborn leap forth by the dozen to drag them away. Though Tallrump gets out a magical SoS, using the Telepathic Bullshittery spell, it's not enough to save him, for Waldough and his more for-life-ish companions are already absconded away.
So begins the meticulous process of draining their memories, for with their rudimentary powers of Fuccumency, doing so is a hassle… also they really won't stop screaming and soiling themselves which makes the whole thing such a -hassle-. Kids.
Memory Extraction 1/4
>>35921
1/2. You scour swaths of the countryside, indiscriminate in whose land you lay waste to… it all burns just the same.
3. Some do-gooders try their hardest to put out your fires.
You promptly set THEM ablaze and burn them to ash for doing so. You soon find that nobody dares lay a single waterdrop on your fires now…
B-List Fireflight 8/10
>>35706
1/2/3. Paying little heed to the scramble and clamor, the Shroud sets to scooping up and consuming as many little skeletons as it can. However, it can't really -find- too many, since the skeleton forces are beginning to thin drastically. Those that remain have taken up defensive positions…
You are no longer [Battered].
>>35702
1/2/3. Guerilla strikes against roving skeletons and movements in the dead of night become the order of the day. Soon, word of Lord Deadly's grim quest to find the tyrannical Brass Baron spreads, and to his side are rallied other hopeful souls who have yet to be converted into skeleton troops…
B-List Physical Fitness 6/8. Gain 3 Veteran Survivors.
>>35642
1. Having grown utterly complacent, the skeletal forces entrenched in Chicago were confident that Mongozo would deal with Bob easily.
So was their surprise, then, when Bob led the charge back into Chicago and took their forces by surprise. By then, however, much of their important equipment– the Justice Warriors included– had been teleported away or sailed across the great lakes… though the skeletonized remnants of Chicago, mostly unscathed due to the keen efforts of Dark Sanguinus and the Werewolves, are still yours for the taking.
Gain [Chicago - Skeletonized]
2.Your Trap-Filled Castle is now Damaged, and Frankensteen begins work on a golem. A scrap golem. A laser scap golem. With lasers.
Laser Scrap Golem 1/8
3. A-List Super Strength 18/20. How swole is too swole to control? You have a feeling that you'll soon find out, since the constant back-to-back fights mean that you're quite toned and limber, ready for training.
>>35567
1. Janitorial Barracks 3/4. Where to put the latrines? Where to put the piping for the latrines? Where to put latrines for the people putting in the latrine piping? These questions vex Scrufftron's workers.
2. You take your naginata for a spin, and begin further strengthening your already respectable prowess in the way of the staff. It goes quite well.
A-List Staff Combat 5/18.
3. The Psychonaut begins giving you a series of lectures and exercises to strengthen your mental prowess. It's much harder than it sounds on paper…
Psionic Resistance 2/10
>>35571
1. You enact sorcery to heal your wounds and repair the flesh of your shell.
However, due to the eldritch limitations of your bonds and binding, you cannot heal yourself fully…
You are now [Lightly Wounded].
2/3. Enacting your magical powers, you begin conjuring a powerful teleportation spell that will allow you to, for a short while, muck about on the battlefield and aid this "hero." Well. Your -neighbor-, really.
It'll take time, however….
Teleportation 2/5
A-list Super Sorcery 22/25
Your renown is now C-List.
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e0fca3 No.36386
>>35591
1/2. What ensues is a clash on an atomic scale. Nanite versus nanite, program vs program, and, conversely, "ally" versus "ally." The battle is curiously nonviolent, consisting mostly of fluctuating waves of differently shaded nanites.
At least, until the Silver Cloud's own "allies" take down the rogue's own, and the wayward unit withdraws… coalescing into a vaguely centauric form and hardening its arms into lengthy, jagged spears, cutting off contact.
It'll have to be beaten the old fashioned way. [BATTLE IMMINENT]
3. C-list Regeneration 9/10. With such activity, training and subroutine building is tough work…
>>35605
1/2. Laser Rifle Research 1/4. The rifles mostly work due to the interplay between various strange crystals, whose energy signatures are most assuredly metahumanic in nature. Psionic, probably.
You feel as if you can re-adjust and jury rig them to work for you, though… just a bit of legwork…
3. You find yourself a geneticist among the throng of weary, ragged survivors that flit in and out of your "domain." She is a tall, brown-haired, gaunt looking woman with a curiously discolored right arm and an accent of utterly indeterminable origin. She calls herself Dr. Nehlav, and she once worked for the League of Righteousness… before all of this.
She was under the assumption that Prime had crushed all resistance, and gladly joins your side. She is incredibly competent in many fields.
Gain follower, [Dr. Nelhav].
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e0fca3 No.36387
>>35606
>>35589
>>35558
>>35640
The three heroes leapt forward in disjointed unison as Quartet 2 continued charging his bass blast. Pulse sidestrafed and called raging white energy to his hands, waiting for the right moment to let loose and blast the skeleton to bits. But his focus was marred by the now demonic form of the Hell Rider, who had leapt up with an earth-shattering jump and wrapped his chain tightly 'round the Giga Skeleton's head, trying to tug and pull with little success. Even when he compensated for the Hell Rider's flailing and ineffectual punching, he was thrown off balance as Dragoon, in his draconic fury, tore the earth asunder and began crafting a fearsome spike of stone and dirt.
Such efforts were in vain, for with a pulse of its speakers and one single, terrifyingly powerful bass note, the Giga Skeleton let loose a wave of concussive sound so mighty that it vaporized Dragoon's spear, sent the Hell Rider hurtling eight feet into the ground, and disrupted Pulse's charged blast enough so that it discharged into the ground, giving him extra velocity when he was sent flying back, scorched and possessed of a dozen more microfractures than before.
The three heroes began pulling themselves from the dirt and ground; the Hell Rider wasn't too bad off, flaring his batlike wings as he coiled his chain back into his grip. Dragoon, too, forced himself to a stand, and both glanced as Pulse took a while longer still to rise up, for his shield had only done so much.
A deep, earth-rumbling chuckle eminated from Q2 and his robot in unison. "Rank amateurs, all of you. You flail like children! Hungry for glory! How you have stymied our advance, I'll never understand… but I do understand this."
The torn pieces of the machine's leg levitated into the air, pulled from the dirt and debris to be forcefully and halfassedly wrapped back around the limb. "You will all -fall- here.
DRAGOON: You are now [Wounded].
PULSE: You are now [Battered].
BEGIN ROUND 10 OF DRAGOON, HELL-RIDER AND PULSE-VS-QUARTET 2, TRUMPET WRAITH AND "TAKE FIVE"
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e0fca3 No.36388
>>35704
>>35556
>>35554
>>35730
>>35706
With grace and a burst of psion-fire, the Samurai and his "men" leapt their way onto the Loading Dock of the ROCK STAR. The Mastermind had made a fatal error: he had made sure that there would be deliveries of roadies, pizza and coke to the band within the ROCK STAR, and thus, the docking bay had minimal security.
No matter. The boarding party advanced forward as Miss Moscovia began stomping and punching the onrushing skeletons, for those who were not ON the ROCK STAR were trying to GET on. She was successful, more or less, and had enough time to headbutt a skeleton fighter out of the air as it went to intercept Scorpio's helicopter, which was loaded to bear with mercs and guns with weapons blazing. Scorpio himself was on the megaphone, hanging out the side, screaming every obscenity and dishonorable insult he knew.
It wasn't enough. Dauntless, the Samurai and his entourage pressed forward through an onslaught of laser fire, blasting and hacking away at DOOMtroopers and redirecting fire onto the turrets. The Mastermind's defenses were top notch, to be sure, and one by one, the skeletal invaders fell, until it was only the Samurai, pockmarked and soot-stained and clutching his katana, advancing down the halls and carving apart anything that came his way.
At last the samurai came knocking to axe-kick down the blast door that separated the Mastermind from the rest of the place, and the Angels, weapons bared, leapt forward over the buckled remains of the door to defend their master, all falling with strokes of that silvery sword. Demetrius raised his gun, valiantly, but in the time it took for him to pull the trigger the Samurai had sheathed and then unsheathed his blade, with the concussive wave of force destroying the weapon and knocking Demetrius back.
So it was that the Samurai and the Mastermind stood at opposite ends of the ROCK STAR'S control room, and the Samurai put both hands on his blade and settled into a ready stance even as the halls echoed with the sounds of Scorpio and his mercs sprinting as hard and fast as they could to join the fray.
"Mastermind. Architect of Ineptitude. Thorn in my master's side. You will die here."
WITH THE SKELETAL FORCES RENDERED MOSTLY INCAPACITATED, A BLOODY SHOWDOWN BREWS IN THE ROCK STAR'S CONTROL ROOM.
POST.
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e0fca3 No.36390
>>36385
>Beau and Bokor more or less faithfully ambush Tallrump and Sunjust as they make their way across the Mississippi.
I think they were already captured. >>35035
>but the Sunjust girl and Tallrump are both captured and dragged beneath the tepid waters of the river mid-crossing, distracted as they were by heaping platters of fried catfish and crawdads.
>The brineborn are bringing both of them to you posthaste, and will arrive at the next turn
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e0fca3 No.36392
| Rolled 37, 74, 20 = 131 (3d100) |
Name: The Mastermind
Age: At least 100
http://pastebin.com/jqJPHFCr
>Blood Type: AB+
>Signature Color: Dark Red
>Domain: New Mexico
>Superpowers: [Super Intellect], [D-List Device Invention] [Awesome Scar] [B-List Entropy] [D-List Sonic Blast (Rock-N-Roll)][D-List Super Singing]
1-3. Escape pod. That was the first thought that came to mind.
Right? That was what he built the damn thing for. But then the Mastermind realized, if he wasn't willing to die for the cause. . .why should any of his men?
No. They were ready to die for him. So why the fuck should HE run. If they saw his escape rockets boosting off into the sky, he'd crush their morale.
The mastermind gripped his Hellforged microphone, as the lights of the room dimmed, and gigantic speakers came down from the ceiling and up the floor. Concert laser turret guns came down too, ready to blast lasers of every color of the rainbow at the Skeleton.
A spotlight shone in on him, as he placed the instrument close to his face, the speakers buzzed in silence at maximum volume, ready to explode at his first word.
His voice thundered into the microphone.
"COME ON FEEL THE NOISE"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Haypxj24_Uw
The room exploded in song, glass shattered into dust, and furniture were lifted off the floor, his unconscious guards were thrown clear of the room into the hallway. The Mastermind began to shout sonic waves from the hell forged device at the Samurai, as walls and ceiling unloaded a laser light-show of fire onto it.
The Mastermind fought, and knew he wasn't a super. Well, not a true-born one. He was a human lucky enough to inject superpowers and rejuvenation chemicals into himself, but he was still not a real super. And this thing killed supers. He battled the skeleton, and he kept his eyes on the one prize in between himself and the Samurai, a little thing ground known only to him.
The shark tank door. That Samurai was too fast to fall for such a trap (and the poor things had starved without Paradox). But he wouldn't open to trap him. The Mastermind intended to battle and maneuver this skeletal asshole just long enough for the song to end on a final note and for the Mastermind stand on that one spot when it did.
He would follow in the oldest, an noblest of Super Villain traditions. . .
HE WOULD FIGHT! To run away!
>[D-List Sonic Blast (Rock-N-Roll)][D-List Super Singing]
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e0fca3 No.36393
| Rolled 40, 3, 80 = 123 (3d100) |
>>35567
Name: Scruftron- (Real name Scruffy)
Age: 28
Origin Story: Once a mild mannered entry-level Janitor at a secret military instillation, Pvt. Scruffy was selected for secret goverment experiments in creating Artificial supers. He was infused with Neodymium enriched Iron as a substitute for the iron in his blood. The effect of this experiment gave the gift of Magnetism! He could fling great blocks of steel with a flick of the wrist! Pry open vault doors with his mind! Bend spoons! The potential was limitless! Except that the metal actually had to be magnetic… And he's afraid of spiders
Blood Type: AB-
Signature Color: Orange
Domain: somewhere in Nebaska
Superpowers: [A-List Magnetism], [B-List Janitorial Skills], [B-List Staff Combat]
Equipment:
+ [ Psi-Alloy Ō-yoroi]
+ [Super Strong Strange Naginata]
+ [Psi-Adamant Warboots]
+[Heavy Laser Spray]
>Extra Equipment:
+[Psion-Alloy Armor]
+[Cyber Alloy Armor]
+[Janitorial Armor D-list]
>Allies:
+[The Psychonaut]
>Followers:
+[1 Janitorial Captains]
+[23 Janitor Elites]
+[18 Janitors]
+[16 Janitor Strippers]
+[Doctor Phillip]
+[Kenny the Roboticist]
+[Windex] - the Invisible Marauder.
+ [Bucketboy] - the water-slinging floorwasher.
+ [Scour] - the bombshell that can disintegrate objects with her touch.
+ [Harvey] - a mountain of a man that soaks up punishment like a sponge.
+[Dura-Dong] - Man with a Iron will, and a Iron Cock.
Renown: B-list
Weakness: [Eight Legged Freaks] - Spiders and spider-like creatures give you a severe penalty to all rolls.
>Buildings:
+[Ultra-Advanced Laser Repeater Factory]
+[Scruff Base-Heavy Metal Version]+[EMP Fields]&[Tank Traps]&[Tank Turret Emplacement]
+ [Forge]
>Other Stuff
+ [Hunk Of Steel Sculpture].
+ [Low Weapons Supply]
+ [Scruffy's Porn Stash]
+ [Skelly Scrap Research]
+[Repulsion Tech]
+[Abandoned Tactical]
+[26 Scrufftech Laser Repeaters] +8/turn
+[70 Skeleton Scrap]
+[1 Repurposed Jazzbarge]
+[Quartet 3's Head]
+[Super Laser Pointer]
+[Masterwork War Bucket]
+[Inert "Doxy"]
>Research
Skeley Virus 3/8
Roboticist 2/5
Questionably Placed Cyber Grafting 16/???
Janitorial Barracks 3/4
A-List Staff Combat 5/18
Psionic Resistance: 2/10
1. One last push to finish the Janitorial barracks, The Latrines shall be fashioned from the massive pile of scrap that is doxy, as a final insult to his corpse.
2. Continue my staff training, see if I can complete my combat skills with my magnetism.
3. Psionic resistance shall be the must crucial skill of all, for I cannot hope to stand against Q1, let alone Prime, without mastering it.
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e0fca3 No.36394
>>36393
reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
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e0fca3 No.36400
Name: Raphael Hench
Age: 25
Origin Story: Raphael the long lost brother of jack hench, at the news of his brothers death he decided to try to follow in his footsteps. Eventually he ended up in the back alley with some goons and was about to get killed, it was then where he manifested his brothers power and two nameless mooks came to his rescue. Now he aims for vengance against the skeleton legion
Blood Type: Signature Color: Pick a color. One that I can actually access in MSPaint. You may want to wait until the map-wipe for this.
Domain: Away from the skeleton legion
Signature Color: Anything but orange is preferable
Superpowers:
Equipment:
Followers:
Renown: D-List
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e0fca3 No.36402
| Rolled 40, 85, 76 = 201 (3d100) |
>>36385
Name: Lord "Dracula" Bob, King of Greater Wisconsin, "The Wisconsin Vampire", Once and Future King
Age: 30
Origin Story: Fell into a vat of high performance makeup designed for athletes who want to look nice. Which was place conveniently near a costume department store. The fangs make it hard for him to chew and his super powered body needs a lot of nutrients so he drinks all his meals with a nibble hear and there. His now pristine and flawless white skin is very sensitive to light. Before all that he was just a jobless actor who made bad poetry and puns and lived in closet of an apartment with no windows in the basement in a bad neighborhood.
Blood Type: D for Drinks A Lot
Signature Color: Blood Red
Domain: Transylvania Forest (Milwaukee), Greater Wisconsin, New Camelot
Superpowers: [B-List Super Strength], [A-List Super Speed], [C-List Super Stealth], [B-List Hypnotism], [A-List Swordsmanship], [Psionic Resistance]
Weakness: [Sorta Vampirish] - Being in sunlight causes pain and blindness. Most actions must be done during the night, or underground. You can more or less only eat liquids. Fire does extreme damage to you since the makeup is, apparently, napalm-based.
Equipment:[Hang-Glider]. [Excalibur], [Skeleton Alloy Pants],[Retrofitted Psiadamant Gauntlets], [Purple Crystal Globe](Flail with claw-machine-esque clutch),
5 [Skeleton Laser Rifles]. 28 [Skeleton Scrap],[Skeleton Alloy Gauntlets]
Followers: 8 Teenagers, 2 Dr.Handymen (Dr. Richards and Dr. Frakensteen), 2 Vampire Apprentice [Pa'Trikk The EverCrispy], [Wisconsin Super-Governor],[Elijah "Dark Sanguinus" Blake], [Werewolf Tribe]
Renown: [B-List]
Buildings: Trap-Filled Castle - Damaged, 4 [Watchtowers],[Training Room], 3 [Radio Towers],
[Transports ready]
[Giga Scorpia Corpse]
Globe Researched. - Potential Control Locus for vehicle. Skeleton tactics deleted and skeletons weakened.
[Chicago - Skeletonized]
[Tentative Bigfoot Allies?]
A-List Super Strength 18/20
Laser Scrap Golem 1/8
1 Repair and Renovate Trap-Filled Castle, Laser Scrap Golem 1/8. "Well Frankensteen I was thinking of naming him Lasersteen, or Franken-Knight. How about LaserKnight?"
2 A-List Super Strength 18/20. They said that you had reached the plateau, that one man couldn't combine gains and cardio or gains and tone. They were wrong.
3 Invest troops, Investigate Skeletonized Chicago and prepare to pursue the Justice Warriors. "We will break them in battle, learn whatever they were trying to do in Chicago and turn it against them. Dr.Richards is there anyway to tell what they were doing here and where they teleported all their equipment with residual neutrino– I mean Jazztrinos?"
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e0fca3 No.36410
| Rolled 26, 71, 20 = 117 (3d100) |
>>36388
Name: The Hell-Rider
Age: 26
Origin Story: Douglas Green was just a simple biker before one day he was gunned down in by a member of a rival gang. His soul was sucked directly to help were he was tormented for all of his wrong doings in life. Douglas was however was no ordinary man and set about planning his escape from hell. Taking to ambushing and eating the lesser demon-kin he found himself twisting in both body and mind as he made his way towards the limits of Hell. How exactly he got out at that point not even he remembers is finding himself back in his hometown by the ruins of his old watering hole. Finding himself in the wreckage of the world now ruled by Iron-Bones he has set off to make things right and maybe redeem his soul on the way.
Blood Type: O
Signature Color: Purple
Domain: Northern Texas
Powers: [A-List Fire Resistance][A-List Demonic Transformation (gives A-List Super Strength, A-List Endurance and D-List Flight)][C-List Motorcycling][B-List Guitar Skills] Demon-Hog: [B-List Super Speed][D-List Intangibility]
Weakness: [Devil's Reject] - You fought your way out of Hell, but Hell wants your black soul back. Your critical failures can attract OTHER types of attention, you are harmed and repelled by objects of faith, and banishing magic is particularly deadly to you.
Equipment: Hellforged Chain, Demon-Hog, Demonhide Jacket, Wrathful Holy Stratocaster,
Assets: [Old Biker Clubhouse][3 Grenades]
Followers: 2 Old Ladies, 9 Road Warriors, 1 Road Huntress, 4 Bikers
—–-
"IS THAT ALL YOU GOT YOU OVERGROWN TIN CAN!"
"OI faggots keep him distracted I'm try to take a leg"
Focus on wrapping the chain around a leg and pulling hard to get him to fall.
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e0fca3 No.36453
| Rolled 7, 26, 87 = 120 (3d100) |
>>36387
Name: Alex "Dragoon" Walker
Age: Twenties
Origin Story: Was a Normal Guy until the Spirit of a very old and powerful(at one point) Earth Dragon possessed his body, Now He fights to become strong a retake the world, one rock at a time.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Green
Domain: Northern Georgia, Most of Alabama, most of Mississippi
>Superpowers:
[A-List Rock Manipulation]
[A-List Endurance]
[B-List Metal Manipulation] (A 6/20)
[Maximum Dragon Rock Fusion]
[C-List Super Strength]
[B-List Dragon's Breath]
[C-List Physical Fitness]
>Equipment:
[Fortified Base.]
[Enhanced fortifications]
[Improved Infrastructure]
[Superhard Fortresses]
[Skeleton Alloy Ammo]
[Anti-air defenses]
[7 Radio Towers (can reach anywhere East of the Rockies]
[Advanced Training Room.]
[Alloy Armor]
[Fortified Basic Research Lab]
[Basic Skelescrap Forge!]
Mantlespear 2/12
>Followers:
[Mayor of Atlanta]
[18 Armored Veteran Survivors]
3 Scientists
>Research
Jazzhulk Research 3/6.
Renown: B-list
Status: WOUNDED
Dragoon takes pot shots of earth and stone as well as his breath, to keep the machine on its toes. Meanwhile he tries to make it's gaudy armor covering, all that gold and silver and iron, he reaches out for it and squeezes, hoping to make break something.
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e0fca3 No.36470
| Rolled 1, 4, 74 = 79 (3d100) |
>>36385
Name: Kaza'kazdun
Age: 10,000
Origin Story: A long forgotten spirit of magic brought forth from the Chaos Wilds in an attempt to help fight the skellitons. Who knew that trying to take something from a place called the Chaos Wilds would have unknown consequences on the summoner and spirit.
Blood Type: none
Signature Color: brownish
Domain: bum fuck Georgia
Superpowers: [B-list Super Sorcery], [D-List Super Stealth], [Psionic Resistance], [Summoner Health Boost], [D-List Artificing], [Enhanced Vision], [Almost-Super Charisma]
Equipment: [Weak Wand Of Magic Missile], [Magic Cutlery], Ikea Wands, [Tiny Enchanted Gun Stockpile], [Chocolatizing Coffee Mug], [Magical Hippy Van][Reagent Supply]
+ 1 Skeleton Scrap
+ 1 Strange Magical Object
+ 1 Ley Line Node
+ 1 [Magical Alter]
+ [Reinforced Devil's Bronze Body] ([C-List Flight][D-List Super Strength][D-List Super Speed]) [Severely Damaged]
+ [Meagre Tome]
+ [Slightly Less Meagre Tome]
Followers: 6 Cultists trained in magic, 8 Novice Artificer, Chaos Wolves, Charlie Company, [C.C. War Machine], 7 [Rust Monsters], 4 golems, 8 Engineers
Weakness: This Mortal Coil - You are bound to the increasingly unstable, relatively fragile shell of your summoner. If he dies, you're banished.
Renown: C-List.
Domain: [Basic Magical Populace]
In progress:
A-List Super Sorcery 22/25
[Lightly Wounded]
1&2. Continue the spell preparation for the teleportaiton. Have my cultists aid me in the preparations. 2/5
+B-List Super sorcery
+ 6 Cultists trained in magic
3. There is a very likely chance that the jazz skeletons are going to be using sonic attacks. It's in their name after all. Prepare a large radius silence spell to negate them, as you can't be hurt by sound if there is no sound.
+B-List Super Sorcery
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e0fca3 No.36471
>>32379
Name: Father John
Age: 860
Origin Story: The year is 1250. Brother Johann was a zealous and proud member of the Teutonic Order, and was off on Crusade against the Slavic-worshippiong Prussians. In a raid, away from his brethren, he fell into a cavern to which there was one path, and no exit. Traversing the path to its end, as it wound this way and that, he came across an unmarked altar. Supposing it to be a pagan altar, he smote down the altar, and used its remains to pray to the Virgin. He then found himself surrounded by a chokingly thick black mist, and a lone, rather rotund bald man glaring at him. As he glared piercingly fierce daggers of existential universal dread into his soul, he said, "Whacha doin'. It don't matta…. Nona dis mattas… So I'mma take ya to a place to where it does matta," and consciousness failed him. When he awoke, he found himself surrounded by brick and concrete, metal and stone. Electric lights and glaring sounds. And then the robots came for him. And though somehow, as if by magic, his sword cleaved through them like a hot knife through butter, he soon found himself overwhelmed. Fearing his demise, he cast a swing, bearing with it his fear, emotions, and soul. And with came an electric blast that cast through them all and destroyed them. Blessed by God, he found these metallic machinations of Hell lacking, and cleared them out.
He not knew this land, but knew it was tainted by the works of heathens, Jews, and Lucifer, and as God as his witness, he would save these people and reclaim it for Christ.
Deus vult.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Gold
Domain: Boston
Superpowers: Determined by Fluff/Origin Story.
Equipment: Determined by Fluff.
Followers: Determined by Fluff.
Renown: Starts at D-List
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e0fca3 No.36475
>>36470
You're so fucking lucky Jaundice doesn't do 1-5 is crit fail anymore
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e0fca3 No.36479
| Rolled 20, 92, 54 = 166 (3d100) |
Name: Real name Eva Foxx Cover name Steel wall.
Age: 17 years
Origin Story: Eva was a child prodigy in the field of robotics, she even managed to make a working robotic arm at the age of 13 and was accepted into collage roughly a year later. She was just a normal person in collage when the skeletons came, during the invasion she did the only thing she really could do at that point and hid in her collage dorm room hoping that everything would be okay, and it was okay, for her anyway. She then set up shop scavanging what she could and started to make something that would let her fight back against the skeletons and, after a long while of hard work, testing, failing, even more testing, she finally managed to make a basic protective suit of power armor for herself. It doesn't mater how its done all that matters is taking back this land, if not in the name of the USA in the name of humanity.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Bronze….ish
Domain: Grand Rapids, Michigan
Superpowers: [Super Intellect] [B-List Device Invention] [C-List Tool Creation]
Equipment: [Improved Tech Lab] [B-List Power] [C-List Cyber-Harness] [Repaired College Base] [Psion-Free Eswingbarge] [Kinetic Resonator upgrade 3/8] [Skeli scrap X5] [Skeli laser rifles X5] [Laser Rifle Research 1/4]
Under construction: [Nothing]
Followers: [Dr. Nelhav]
Renown: Starts at D-List, still at D-List
1 "So, Dr. Nelhav, I am really glad I found you as I was looking for someone who knew of genetics, and its easy to tell you more then fit that bill. I was wondering if there was a way to possibly give myself regenerative powers as I honestly don't want to permanently lose a arm or leg should enough structural damage be applied to my armor by an opponent, so I'm you could help me with that…"
2, "I also am working on the laser rifles that the skeli's have, it would be useful to integrate one into my armor as well as for any turrets or soldiers we get in the future."
3, "Lastly, I was thinking of some designs, more specifically a tank. First idea was a spider tank but I think that with the modded barge I changed, we could have a hover tank of some kind. We are going to need a lot in order to show those skeli's who's boss after all. So its best to have the equipment, even though we don't have the man power yet…or really the industrial power. Still, a design would be useful."
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e0fca3 No.36480
| Rolled 96, 45, 82 = 223 (3d100) |
>>36388
Name: The Shroud
Age: Time Immemorial
Origin Story: Here since the beginning, the invasion and overthrow of the governments by the robots disturb its slumber. Actually really intelligent and has decided to pose as a super villain to gain more power.
Blood Type: Lcl
Signature Color: Dark Black
Domain: Redding
Superpowers: [B-List Super Strength]; [A-List Super A.T Shield]; [A-List Regeneration], [Max Limbs (8)]; [D-List Spook-Vision]; [C-List S2 Cross Bomb 6/8]
Weakness: [Horror From Beyond] - You inspire dread and fear in everyday people. Good luck getting followers or allies.
Equipment: Spoon Collection; [Billie's Bounce Core]
Followers: [The LOBBRs (League Of Bargain Bin Rejects)]
Renown: C-List.
1; Wipe out more skellingtons
2-3; Rush the samurai roboskellington and rip a hole through its chest and consume its insides
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e0fca3 No.36502
| Rolled 33, 49, 31 = 113 (3d100) |
>>36388
>>36480
>Name:
Loria Tarasovich / Miss Moscovia
>Superpowers:
[A-List Super Growth] (gives [B-List Super Strength (A 9/20)+B-List Endurance (A 6/20)]), [B-List Regeneration]
>Weaknesses:
[Blinded Right Eye]
>Equipment:
[Yellow-Black Jumpsuit]
[Lord Hoyt (Imprisoned)]
[Inert Jazz Barges] x5
[Mangled Room 608 Wreck]
1-3: Miss Moscovia sighed as the last of the skeletrons outside were defeated, neutralised to a point of no longer being a serious threat. And while the 'leader' of the skeletrons would be having a deadly duel to the death with D.O.O.M's Mastermind, she wouldn't really provide any boons to the latter's side due to having to fight at a smaller size. For her, it seems, the fighting was over…
That was, until, that she saw the Shroud charging the Rock Star. To her, it seems that the giant monster maaaay be mistaking the giant orb used to weaponize music for being another Skeletron threat. Of course there is distinct differences between rock and jazz, but it seems like the Shroud can not tell the difference. So in order to defend her allies, the massive muscovite charged forward, fists raised to punch down and pull back the beast so that it doesn't do more harm than good.
>Beat up the Shroud so that it doesn't attack the Rock Star.
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e0fca3 No.36503
| Rolled 14, 47, 7 = 68 (3d100) |
>>36392
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e0fca3 No.36508
| Rolled 66, 42, 11 = 119 (3d100) |
>>36388
>>36410
>>36453
Pulse mutters something under his breath, keeping back to avoid crossfire as he steadies himself and charges a pulse - preparing to strike out after a moment of careful observation.
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e0fca3 No.36512
| Rolled 30, 3, 35 + 15 = 83 (3d100) |
>>36410
>>36453
>>36508
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e0fca3 No.36545
>>36502
Are you being retarded or just being a cunt? Jaundice clearly typed that the Samurai Skellington is still alive
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e0fca3 No.36547
>>36545
…Inside the Rock Star, in a contained environment hostile to him. And unlike Miss Moscovia, the Shroud can't shrink down to fight inside it. Call me a cunt if you want, but it's the only way to prevent damages to the Rock Star.
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e0fca3 No.36567
| Rolled 22, 88, 50, 28 = 188 (4d100) |
>>36385
Name: Lord Vladimire
Age: 60
Origin Story: born to magically gifted parents who immigrated to texas from britain, he was taught the ways of magic, but his father abused both himself and his mother, leaving him with deep scars in childhood. he looked into black magic at an early age in secret, further festering the growing evil in his heart. when his father killed his mother by beating her, furious he killed his own father with his a forbidden spell, the death thunderbolt, which drains the life out of whoever it strikes.
from that day on he would grow to become one of the most notorious figures in magical society, taking the name Vladimire, and gathering an army of cultists and amassing in yet more dark magic. his trademark use of electromagic combined with black magic earned him the title of the "Lighting-DeathLord"
Vladimire is one of the few surviving members D.O.O.M. He was also notorious as being absent, missing very many meetings of D.O.O.M as he had been devoted much of his time trying to hunt down Waldough Whaters, the only person to ever escape him, and prophesied to be the Chosen One who will defeat him. this saved his life, as he was not there to be destroyed with the rest of D.O.O.M., but he also lost most of his followers to the skeleton attack.
he has returned to gather his strength again, and vows that no skeleton will get in the way of him finding and killing "the Child who Hid."
Blood Type: None
Signature Color: Lavender
Domain: somewhere in Texas
Superpowers: [B-List Super Sorcery], [B-List Electricity Control], [C-List Electricity Resistance]
Structures: Ley Node, [V.U. Mobility], [Brineborn Nest] [Empowered Scrying Tower]
Equipment: [Dark Lord's Cloak], [Dark Lord's Wand], [7 Magical Batteries][Scuba Gear][Harpoon Gun][Brineborn Allies] [Nice Yacht][Small Boat Squadron][EVIL Wax][Strange Mermaid Trident][1 Jazzbarge Wreckage][5 Skeleton Scrap][Rot Siren P.R. Float Wreck]
Followers: [3 Death Beaters][12 Novice Death Beaters][Wendigo Tribe][Brineborn Allies][8 Rot Sirens][2 Zombie Platoon][The Bokor][Beau LaCroix]
Training: [Amphibious Combat Tactics]
Weakness: [Waldough Whaters And The Shocking Susceptibility] - You are one of the last surviving members of D.O.O.M, the Distinguished Order Of Malefactors. Your dark power is hindered, of course, by the existence of Waldough Whaters, a fleet-footed yet courageous boy. You are at a drastic penalty to interactions with Superheros or innocent folk. Roll an additional unmodified 1d100 per turn: this represents what Waldough is up to as he eludes your grasp…
Health: Wounded
#1-2. Vladimire was accustomed to pain, his body may be vulnerable but his mind was strong. he was surprised at this "hero" casting black arts back. perhaps he sought to use evil to do good? even better, history has shown that time those who seek to use evil means to achieve a good end meet a terrible fate. evil, like anyone else does not abide aiding its enemy, and those who turn their backs on evil but keep it close will find a knife in their spine. Vladimire ups the ante, and chants a dark spell as shadows and darkness shroud the field. this one might have dabbled in the black arts, but Vladimire had long since embraced it. if this hero failed to open up his heart to greater evil, then evil would destroy him.
#3-4. "why are you crying so much. copying memories is the boring part, really. the fun begins when the Dark Lord comes back. save your tears and piss for that." Memory Extraction 1/4
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e0fca3 No.36570
>>36547
You are fucking stupid, dude. What is more important, the rockstar, or the masterminds life?
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e0fca3 No.36577
| Rolled 80, 33 = 113 (2d100) |
>>36567
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e0fca3 No.36674
| Rolled 42, 74, 51 = 167 (3d100) |
>>36388
Name: Hank Scorpio
Age: Average
Origin Story:
This incredible visionary is a genius entrepreneur who made lots of money with all sorts of space weapon technology. Which is also where his ambitions lie. In space. But all that aside for now, born with incredible super intelligence Hank Scorpio does whatever he can to provide a relaxed work environment for all his employees while they bring about the end of the world. Or happen to save it.
Blood Type: ABC
Signature Color: Pink
Domain: Phoenix, Arizona
Superpowers:
+ Super Intellect
+ OMEGA Regeneration Chip
+ Laser Integration System
+ C-List Bass Playing
+ C-List Physical Fitness
+ D-List Device Invention
+ D-List Tool Creation
+ D-List Bass Playing
Followers:
+ A-Team
+ 4 Living Metal Corporate Executives
+ 26 Scorpion Mercenaries
+ 53 Living Metal Mercs
+ 6 Living Metal Mercs (Living Metal Merc Captives) - probably ded?
+ Weapons Expert
Equipment:
+ [Orange Suit]
+ [Particle Acceleration Cannon]
+ [Quartet 4's Psi-Plasma Warstaff]
+ [Hell-Touched Bass Guitar]
+ Blueprint Briefcase
+ Medium-High Funds
+ 8 Energy Rifles
+ 8 Subsonic Wave Guns
+ 1 Gold-Plated Subsonic Wave Gun
+ 3 [Space Rockets]
+ [Psion Tainted Fragments]
Giantic Weird Follower Space Stations:
+ GiLiMeSS
Renown: C-List
Buildings:
+ Research Lab
+ Ad-Tech Factory
+ Auto Training Facility
+ Upgraded Research Lab
Tech:
+ Flawless Biomechanical Regeneration Tech (A-list Regeneration, C-List Endurance)
+ Living Steel Alloy -> Living Alloy Bill (Mercs will be converted to Living Alloy at reasonable rate)
+ Metal Augmentation (Regeneration, Fitness, Split Bodyparts)
+ Superpower Dampener [Locked Out] 4/15
+ Subsonic Wave Gun
+ Super Strength Gene Augments 1/6
1-3. Hank had been playing until now, but if the Silver Samurai tried to take down the Mastermind it was time to get serious. The frail old man would not stand a chance. It was time to dismember the overglorified Robot once and for all!
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e0fca3 No.36703
| Rolled 23, 41, 3 = 67 (3d100) |
>>36385
Name: Lord Deadly (Born: Laird Dade Lee)
Age: Mid twenties
Origin Story: See first post; Knight who got super-powers following a turkey accident
Blood Type: O Positive
Signature Color: Dark Green
Domain: None
Superpowers: [B-List Super Speed], [C-List Physical Fitness], [B-List Swordsmanship]
Equipment: [Longsword], [Plate Armor (Unremovable)]. [Medium Funds], [Halberd], [Armor Polish] [Cracked Helmet]
Followers: 11 Veteran Survivors
Renown: Starts at D-List
TRAINING: [B-List Physical Fitness 6/8] [A-List Swordsmanship 13/18] [D-List Staff Combat 1/4]
1/2/3. Once the Baron is defeated, and I have the sword, I will find a way to repair my armor. Until then, I will hunt him to the ends of the Earth.
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e0fca3 No.36772
>>36393
1. You finish your janitorial barracks, with a snazzy, shiny latrine to boot.
Gain [Janitorial Barracks].
2. Your staff training is an absolute wash– you've forgotten much of how to properly use a staff and spend much of your training nearly taking off your head with magnetic-charged swings and strikes.
A-List Staff Combat 3/18
3. Psionic Resistance 5/10. The Psychonaut is most useful in teaching you the proper recursive thought techniques to lock your mind down like a vice.
>>36400
Superpowers: [Super Charisma], [C-List Mook Summoning], [D-List Device Invention]
Followers: Ben and Jerry, Basic Mooks.
Weakness: [Reboot] - Raphael is subject to a strange and bewildering phenomenon well known in the superhero community as "reboot," where powers are manifested in tangentially related individuals upon one super's death, with minor details in the "new" super's lives spontaneously switching and swapping to make things work. Self-aware of this phenomenon, you find that it resonates worryingly through the psionic sea. Your Critfail Threshold is 5 and below.
>>36402
1. Frankensteen, as he finishes repairing Bob's castle, is quite happy with the suggestion of "Lasersteen," but if you really think LaserKnight works better…
Your castle is now repaired.
2. You let your weights drop with a resounding cracking smash, and flex magnificently for the mirrors in your workout room: you have reached the apex of your strength.
Gain A-List Super Strength.
3. Chicago appears to have been converted into one part arms storage, one part staging post: during America's fall it saw much use, but it clearly fell into disuse after America was ""conquered"" and even further after Q3's destruction at the hands of yourself and Scrufftron. It appears that for the past year or so it has been used merely as a standard bulwark, albeit one with a salvageable pier.
As for the Justice Warriors? Dr. Richards postulates that Prime's newfound knack for teleportation is likely to blame: recalling them so that they may have a better chance of beating your ass on firmer ground. The hunt for them, though fruitless, lets you know that they're probably in Detroit or D.C.. It's unlikely he'd expend the effort to teleport the -Justice Warriors- all the way to New York.
>>36470
3. Using its magical skill, the spirit erects a ward of silence around its being, though it takes care to avoid warding itsself!
1/2. The spirit and its cultists chant and mutter, pouring energy bit by bit into the decidedly precise and costly spell: teleportation, even over short distances, is -never- a joke. Even the best minds get it wrong.
And the best minds know -how- to get it wrong.
As Kaza'kazdun finishes the touches on the spell, the ring activates, and, in an instant, there is a wooshing feeling of dread and rapid movement. Then, the spirit, in its flesh-and-blood body, lands heavily on its feet, greeted with a view of rainy New York.
Rainy, chromed, Skeletonized New York.
"The magical spirit. The baron of the Chaos Wilds. Did you -know- that you are one of the most powerful mages left alive on this planet?"
The spirit whirled around to face the speaker: Skeleton Prime, black cloak drawn around him, eyes burning fiercely like purple coals, one arm drawn and caked in silvery-grey metal and jagged blue crystals. Mana thrummed about his metallic form like a miniature storm; behind him stood the ragged-cloaked form of Quartet 1, his own plated metal skull hidden by a hood.
"You are one of the contenders for second place. But first place, little spirit, is held by -me-. I will best you with your own power. And in doing so I will scour another impotent wretch from my sight."
With that, Skeleton Prime neatly stepped forward and into the barrier of silence, casting spells without the slightest word and with only the tiniest of gestures. As the magic began to coalesce and take shape around the Prime, the spirit felt within it a twinge of dread.
It would need every ounce of luck and wit to get out of this one.
>>36471
Your domain has been moved, since you would simply not exist being perched so close to New York.
Superpowers: C-List Swordsmanship, C-List Electric Blasts, D-List Holy Power
Equipment: Slightly Holy Teutonic Cuirass, Slightly Holy Teutonic Helmet, The Blade of Boston
Weakness: [Holy Ordahs 'r Somethin', Fryman] - You are bound to the will and testament of Christ, the Lord and the Holy Spirit. If you act in a way that is dishonest, uncharitable or unwholesome, your genuine divine powers will fail you. You also find yourself understanding the preeminent language of this land, but you speak it with an accent that others say is undeniably "Bostonian." This accent afflicts your native Latin and German, too.
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e0fca3 No.36773
>>36479
1. "Regenerative powers…? This I may be able to do, if you acquire me two things: a much better laboratory, and some Mutagen– a glowing orange substance that is the source of mutant powers, distilled from mutants. The Y-Guys had quite the stash… I do think they had a secondary school upstate?"
2. With a roll of her eyes, the geneticist quickly aids in wrapping up Eva's research and starting headway into laser integration.
Gain [Laser Rifle Research].
Laser Rifle Mounting 1/5
3. The geneticist gives you a few pointers in mechanics and design, helping you draft up prototypes…
Hovertank 2/10
>>36567
>>36577
1/2. Barry shrunk back as darkness and sinister crawling shadows began to lurch forward from every crack and recess in their surroundings; manifesting as Barry's worst fears and solidfying into rending, sharp shapes that began to slither and lunge towards him.
It seemed as if the Dark Lord's dark spell would work– but it works too well.
With a ferocious look in his eye, Barry raises his stick and wraps the oncoming tide of shadows and fear around it, pouring it all into a coalesced orb of pure black that he launches at Vladimire. Unaccustomed to such merging of the Phantasmal Terror and Void Cannon spells, the Lightning DeathLord is flung back as a hastily erected shield soaks up the lion's share of the damage– but does little to ease the draining, fear-inducing effect that courses through his body.
As his Death-Beaters rush forward to help level the playing field and stop the now pale, grinning, cackling Barry, the "superhero" mage disappears in a snap of black smoke, having jaunted, no doubt, a few miles away. Or something of the sort. Either way, Vladimire is left beaten, humiliated and none too healthy.
You are now [Badly Wounded].
You have narrowly lost your duel with the infamous Barry Nedserd.
3/4. Memory Extraction 2/4. The process is -agonizingly- slow considering both Bokor and Beau's worrying amount of satisfaction that they're deriving from the childrens' terror. Why wasn't Waldough coming to -save- them…?
>>36703
1/2/3. As you feast on proper ren-faire style chicken, you receive word: the Baron's fell castle is just a day's jog away, having been recently uncovered by scouts. It is fortified, however, and to slay the Baron, you will need to assault him from the front… full frontal, if you will.
B-List Physical Fitness 7/8.
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e0fca3 No.36774
>>36674
>>36502
>>36480
>>36392
>>36503
The Samurai lunged forward, blade bared, ready to sink into the Mastermind's decidedly un-youthful flesh– but with a single bone-cracking shout the warrior staggered, back, his already overstressed plating cracking and chipping with the sheer force of voice and ROCK that was projected towards him. Shaking it off, he leapt and lunged, his super speed meaning that the Mastermind dodged his console-cleaving, chair-carving blows just by the skin of his teeth. The oncoming laser fire did nothing but turn the chamber into a lethal sort of disco, with bolts of screaming red energy ricocheting into everything on account of the silvery plating. Growing increasingly agitated, the samurai hacked more and more wildly as he was chipped away and scoured with entropic energy bit by bit.
The warrior leapt up, kicking a turret into another and blowing both to pieces, and deflected an entropic blast with the flat of his blade, dropping down hard onto his feet with the very tip of his sword pressed into the Mastermind's chest. The maniacal majordomo simply smiled and spread his arms, nodding to something behind the Samurai as the chute beneath him opened up and dropped him right into the salty, cool waters of his shark tank– and not a moment too soon, for the blade of the samurai's katana had whipped by so fast that it had plucked a few hairs from the overlord's head.
As the samurai flipped his blade around to start hacking through the blast door that kept him from his prize, he reeled forward in pain and shock as a blast of pure unmaking energy struck him clean in the back– Hank Scorpio, tie tied 'round his head like a true madman and his Particle Accelerator held in his hands like a chainsaw, scowled and glared as he blasted the Pre-Meiji Menace's form into nothingness.
He made good headway, too– at least until the metal and piping behind him was torn asunder to reveal The Shroud's masked, gaping, ravenous maw and five clawed hands peeling the metal of the ROCK STAR back like an onion– but only for a moment before the entity was pulled back by a single vicious tug from Miss Moscovia, who sought to pull out the Shroud before he caused any more damage to the ROCK STAR. This left both Hank and the Samurai– who at this point was barely hanging on, for his battered, scarred, cybernetic-caked form was now exposed to the howling winds of the open air– exposed an in danger of flying out!
ALL THAT REMAINS IS THE CRITICALLY WOUNDED SAMURAI AND A HANDFUL OF SKELETAL TROOPS. THE MASTERMIND IS SAFE, BUT IN A SHARK TANK. HANK IS IN DANGER OF BEING FLUNG OFF OF THE NOW PARTIALLY OPEN ROCK STAR, AND THE SHROUD AND MISS MOSCOVIA ARE WRESTLING FOR CONTROL.
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e0fca3 No.36775
>>36410
>>36453
>>36508
>>36512
The machine cackled maniacally as another wave of punishing sonic energy began to be charged, but the three heroes were already on the case. Rock cracked and shattered as Dragoon began to shift and warp the stuff, teetering and tottering the skeleton, and this gave the Hell-Rider plenty of ground to fling his chain 'round his foe's leg and give several terrible, puissant tugs. The demonic lug dodged and weaved through several psionic-flung boulders and weathered a direct wave of punshing jazz before he brought the machine to a knee. Dragoon, on the other hand, kept him on a knee, crushing and binding the leg and generally warping parts of the mech's entire armor with his own powers.
This all afforded Pulse the golden moment he needed– sensing that the musical monstrosity was surprised by this (rather amateurish) display of teamwork, he aimed a crackling, seething bolt of energy straight at the mech's head, blasting a neat, melty-white hole clean through the golden plating and exposing– partially– the "control room" beneath, much to Q2's chagrin. From this room echoed a blast of concussive jazz, one that Pulse nimbly sideflipped away from, though it was followed by another, lower note that forced the Hell-Rider to wrap his wings 'round his form and for Dragoon to pull earth to his side to buckle down and grit it out. The three heroes struck a wary, tentative sort of ready-pose as the mech, now visibly damaged and audibly -enraged-, smashed its fists together and began pumping out bass beats at an intimidatingly regular rate…
BEGIN ROUND 11 OF DRAGOON, HELL-RIDER AND PULSE-VS-QARTET 2, TRUMPET WRAITH AND "TAKE FIVE."
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e0fca3 No.36779
| Rolled 75, 45, 86 = 206 (3d100) |
>>36772
Name: Kaza'kazdun
Age: 10,000
Origin Story: A long forgotten spirit of magic brought forth from the Chaos Wilds in an attempt to help fight the skellitons. Who knew that trying to take something from a place called the Chaos Wilds would have unknown consequences on the summoner and spirit.
Blood Type: none
Signature Color: brownish
Domain: bum fuck Georgia
Superpowers: [B-list Super Sorcery], [D-List Super Stealth], [Psionic Resistance], [Summoner Health Boost], [D-List Artificing], [Enhanced Vision], [Almost-Super Charisma]
Equipment: [Weak Wand Of Magic Missile], [Magic Cutlery], Ikea Wands, [Tiny Enchanted Gun Stockpile], [Chocolatizing Coffee Mug], [Magical Hippy Van][Reagent Supply]
+ 1 Skeleton Scrap
+ 1 Strange Magical Object
+ 1 Ley Line Node
+ 1 [Magical Alter]
+ [Reinforced Devil's Bronze Body] ([C-List Flight][D-List Super Strength][D-List Super Speed]) [Severely Damaged]
+ [Meagre Tome]
+ [Slightly Less Meagre Tome]
Followers: 6 Cultists trained in magic, 8 Novice Artificer, Chaos Wolves, Charlie Company, [C.C. War Machine], 7 [Rust Monsters], 4 golems, 8 Engineers
Weakness: This Mortal Coil - You are bound to the increasingly unstable, relatively fragile shell of your summoner. If he dies, you're banished.
Renown: C-List.
Domain: [Basic Magical Populace]
In progress:
A-List Super Sorcery 22/25
[Lightly Wounded]
1-3. Drop the silence, it won't help me here and prepare to cast while talking. "Well yes, I already knew that much. Stopping time for a month is quite unheard of you know. As well -" then have a nice ethereal jaunt through the ground into the old subway or sewer system.
+B-List Super Sorcery
+D-List Super Stealth
(Horrible death incoming!)
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e0fca3 No.36794
| Rolled 85, 9, 59 = 153 (3d100) |
>>36772
Name: Scruftron- (Real name Scruffy)
Age: 28
Origin Story: Once a mild mannered entry-level Janitor at a secret military instillation, Pvt. Scruffy was selected for secret goverment experiments in creating Artificial supers. He was infused with Neodymium enriched Iron as a substitute for the iron in his blood. The effect of this experiment gave the gift of Magnetism! He could fling great blocks of steel with a flick of the wrist! Pry open vault doors with his mind! Bend spoons! The potential was limitless! Except that the metal actually had to be magnetic… And he's afraid of spiders
Blood Type: AB-
Signature Color: Orange
Domain: somewhere in Nebaska
Superpowers: [A-List Magnetism], [B-List Janitorial Skills], [B-List Staff Combat]
Equipment:
+ [ Psi-Alloy Ō-yoroi]
+ [Super Strong Strange Naginata]
+ [Psi-Adamant Warboots]
+[Heavy Laser Spray]
>Extra Equipment:
+[Psion-Alloy Armor]
+[Cyber Alloy Armor]
+[Janitorial Armor D-list]
>Allies:
+[The Psychonaut]
>Followers:
+[1 Janitorial Captains]
+[23 Janitor Elites]
+[18 Janitors]
+[16 Janitor Strippers]
+[Doctor Phillip]
+[Kenny the Roboticist]
+[Windex] - the Invisible Marauder.
+ [Bucketboy] - the water-slinging floorwasher.
+ [Scour] - the bombshell that can disintegrate objects with her touch.
+ [Harvey] - a mountain of a man that soaks up punishment like a sponge.
+[Dura-Dong] - Man with a Iron will, and a Iron Cock.
Renown: B-list
Weakness: [Eight Legged Freaks] - Spiders and spider-like creatures give you a severe penalty to all rolls.
>Buildings:
+[Ultra-Advanced Laser Repeater Factory]
+[Scruff Base-Heavy Metal Version]+[EMP Fields]&[Tank Traps]&[Tank Turret Emplacement]
+ [Forge]
+ [Janitorial Barracks]
>Other Stuff
+ [Hunk Of Steel Sculpture].
+ [Low Weapons Supply]
+ [Scruffy's Porn Stash]
+ [Skelly Scrap Research]
+[Repulsion Tech]
+[Abandoned Tactical]
+[26 Scrufftech Laser Repeaters] +8/turn
+[70 Skeleton Scrap]
+[1 Repurposed Jazzbarge]
+[Quartet 3's Head]
+[Super Laser Pointer]
+[Masterwork War Bucket]
+[Inert "Doxy"]
>Research
Skeley Virus 3/8
Questionably Placed Cyber Grafting 16/???
A-List Staff Combat 3/18
Psionic Resistance: 5/10
1. Continue strengthening my psionic skills with the Psychonaut, I shall continue to practice until I perfect my skills.
2. Such disappointments with my staff training shall not be accepted, I would expect better of all I protect, so to allow myself to fail so miserably would be inconceivable. I shall merely have to train harder.
3. I have an idea, as our enemy uses robots as fodder to throw against our bulworks, why shouldn't we? Granted his "Robots" are horribly mained and transformed humans, we shall use pure machines, all slaved to a master controller that lies within my very mind. Kenny and the Good Doctor shall work on the latter, then we can begin to focus on the former.
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e0fca3 No.36796
| Rolled 80, 3, 100 = 183 (3d100) |
>>36775
Name: Alex "Dragoon" Walker
Age: Twenties
Origin Story: Was a Normal Guy until the Spirit of a very old and powerful(at one point) Earth Dragon possessed his body, Now He fights to become strong a retake the world, one rock at a time.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Green
Domain: Northern Georgia, Most of Alabama, most of Mississippi
>Superpowers:
[A-List Rock Manipulation]
[A-List Endurance]
[B-List Metal Manipulation] (A 6/20)
[Maximum Dragon Rock Fusion]
[C-List Super Strength]
[B-List Dragon's Breath]
[C-List Physical Fitness]
>Equipment:
[Fortified Base.]
[Enhanced fortifications]
[Improved Infrastructure]
[Superhard Fortresses]
[Skeleton Alloy Ammo]
[Anti-air defenses]
[7 Radio Towers (can reach anywhere East of the Rockies]
[Advanced Training Room.]
[Alloy Armor]
[Fortified Basic Research Lab]
[Basic Skelescrap Forge!]
Mantlespear 2/12
>Followers:
[Mayor of Atlanta]
[18 Armored Veteran Survivors]
3 Scientists
>Research
Jazzhulk Research 3/6.
Renown: B-list
Status: WOUNDED
There is metal loosened by the kid's blast, excellent. Attack Q2 directly by smashing earth and metal into the hole. If it strikes true it will end this fight quickly, if it doesn't? Well it'll be a great distraction anyone can take advantage of.
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e0fca3 No.36797
| Rolled 91, 21, 80 = 192 (3d100) |
>>36796
>nat 100
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e0fca3 No.36805
| Rolled 52, 90, 44 = 186 (3d100) |
>>36775
GO GO POWER RANGERS
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e0fca3 No.36848
| Rolled 84, 60, 52 = 196 (3d100) |
>>36796
Name: The Hell-Rider
Age: 26
Origin Story: Douglas Green was just a simple biker before one day he was gunned down in by a member of a rival gang. His soul was sucked directly to help were he was tormented for all of his wrong doings in life. Douglas was however was no ordinary man and set about planning his escape from hell. Taking to ambushing and eating the lesser demon-kin he found himself twisting in both body and mind as he made his way towards the limits of Hell. How exactly he got out at that point not even he remembers is finding himself back in his hometown by the ruins of his old watering hole. Finding himself in the wreckage of the world now ruled by Iron-Bones he has set off to make things right and maybe redeem his soul on the way.
Blood Type: O
Signature Color: Purple
Domain: Northern Texas
Powers: [A-List Fire Resistance][A-List Demonic Transformation (gives A-List Super Strength, A-List Endurance and D-List Flight)][C-List Motorcycling][B-List Guitar Skills] Demon-Hog: [B-List Super Speed][D-List Intangibility]
Weakness: [Devil's Reject] - You fought your way out of Hell, but Hell wants your black soul back. Your critical failures can attract OTHER types of attention, you are harmed and repelled by objects of faith, and banishing magic is particularly deadly to you.
Equipment: Hellforged Chain, Demon-Hog, Demonhide Jacket, Wrathful Holy Stratocaster,
Assets: [Old Biker Clubhouse][3 Grenades]
Followers: 2 Old Ladies, 9 Road Warriors, 1 Road Huntress, 4 Bikers
—–-
Huh seems like the Rock dude is on a roll. If he's got it distracted let's see if I can't take of an arm!
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e0fca3 No.36849
| Rolled 28, 92, 43 = 163 (3d100) |
>>36772
>Name: Raphael Hench
>Age: 25
>Origin Story: Raphael the long lost brother of jack hench, at the news of his brothers death he decided to try to follow in his footsteps. Eventually he ended up in the back alley with some goons and was about to get killed, it was then where he manifested his brothers power and two nameless mooks came to his rescue. Now he aims for vengance against the skeleton legion
>Blood Type: O+
>Domain: Away from the skeleton legion
>Signature Color: Anything but orange is preferable
>Superpowers: [Super Charisma], [C-List Mook Summoning], [D-List Device Invention]
>Equipment:
>Followers: Ben and Jerry, Basic Mooks
>Renown: D-List
Weakness: [Reboot] - Raphael is subject to a strange and bewildering phenomenon well known in the superhero community as "reboot," where powers are manifested in tangentially related individuals upon one super's death, with minor details in the "new" super's lives spontaneously switching and swapping to make things work. Self-aware of this phenomenon, you find that it resonates worryingly through the psionic sea. Your Critfail Threshold is 5 and below.
Action 1: Haha! with my powers established i can finally succeed where my brother failed, go forth minions we're taking over this area!. Ben and Jerry will be in charge of the operations for now while i improve and practice my power
Action 2-3: To lead mooks we need lieutenants to lead them. Now come forth and lead my men to their true fate!
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e0fca3 No.36852
| Rolled 20, 90, 47 = 157 (3d100) |
>>36387
Name: Silver Cloud. Formerly Nicholas Nikmahs
Age: 22
Origin Story: http://pastebin.com/qpJf9LX2
Blood Type: Formerly O.
Signature Color: Light Grey.
Domain: Baltimore, Maryland.
Superpowers: [C-List Morphic Form], [C-List Animal Control], [D-List Regeneration], [D-List Nanite Infection]
Weakness:
All As One - You cannot have followers or allies that have not been inundated with your nanites, and, indeed, the urge to spread your nanite "gift" is almost natural. These nanite-morphed "allies" are highly receptive to you, but are not directly under your control.
Equipment: Nothing
Equipment: Nothing
Followers: Nanite-Morphed Buck, Nanite-Morphed Seahawk. 3 Nanite-Morphed Dogs.
Renown: D-List
1-2-3. BATTLE. The Silvershroud and his allies surrounds the morphic Centaur construct, the humanity within says that horses charge, so the entity will work to counter that. The Silvershroud has its allies move in as a flank while it remains back and baits the Centaur into charging in, should the Centaur go for the charge the Entity will morph its forearm into a long and wicked spear to stab and its elbow into a support for stability. The aim is to pierce straight therough the centaur with this tactic wearing it out so that it can be… Convinced, to join as a new ally.
[C-list regen] 9/10
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e0fca3 No.36853
>>36852
Sorry for delay btw work picked up a ton.
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e0fca3 No.36870
| Rolled 62, 59, 24 = 145 (3d100) |
>>36773
Name: Lord Deadly (Born: Laird Dade Lee)
Age: Mid twenties
Origin Story: See first post; Knight who got super-powers following a turkey accident
Blood Type: O Positive
Signature Color: Dark Green
Domain: None
Superpowers: [B-List Super Speed], [C-List Physical Fitness], [B-List Swordsmanship]
Equipment: [Longsword], [Plate Armor (Unremovable)]. [Medium Funds], [Halberd], [Armor Polish] [Cracked Helmet]
Followers: 11 Veteran Survivors
Renown: Starts at D-List
TRAINING: [B-List Physical Fitness 7/8] [A-List Swordsmanship 13/18] [D-List Staff Combat 1/4]
1/2. The time is at hand. I will have my revenge on the baron. We march at dawn, at a conservative pace to maintain energy, morale, and a vigilant watch. If it takes more than a day to reach the castle, then so be it. When we are near, but not within sight of the castle, we will stop for a short while, and rest before the assault. As soon as the sun is to our backs, we will attack, so that we aren't blinded by the light. Perhaps we can build ladders from the stout branches of trees in the area. [March to the baron's castle, rest out of sight]
3. My body is nearly improved. Just one more push, and I will be ready to face the baron once more. [B-List Physical Fitness 7/8]
>8chan is such a little bitch that I need to tell someone in the IRC to post this
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e0fca3 No.36891
| Rolled 47, 60, 53 = 160 (3d100) |
Name: Real name Eva Foxx Cover name Steel wall.
Age: 17 years
Origin Story: Eva was a child prodigy in the field of robotics, she even managed to make a working robotic arm at the age of 13 and was accepted into collage roughly a year later. She was just a normal person in collage when the skeletons came, during the invasion she did the only thing she really could do at that point and hid in her collage dorm room hoping that everything would be okay, and it was okay, for her anyway. She then set up shop scavanging what she could and started to make something that would let her fight back against the skeletons and, after a long while of hard work, testing, failing, even more testing, she finally managed to make a basic protective suit of power armor for herself. It doesn't mater how its done all that matters is taking back this land, if not in the name of the USA in the name of humanity.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Bronze….ish
Domain: Grand Rapids, Michigan
Superpowers: [Super Intellect] [B-List Device Invention] [C-List Tool Creation]
Equipment: [Improved Tech Lab] [B-List Power] [C-List Cyber-Harness] [Repaired College Base] [Psion-Free Eswingbarge] [Kinetic Resonator upgrade 3/8] [Skeli scrap X5] [Skeli laser rifles X5] [Laser Rifle Research] [Laser Rifle Mounting 1/5] [Hovertank design 2/10]
Under construction: [Nothing]
Followers: [Dr. Nelhav]
Renown: Starts at D-List, still at D-List
1, "Well, I can go out and try to find their secondary school, though I'll probably do that once this lab is up to scratch or my armor suit has a few new weapons. Like the laser you helped me with." [Laser rifle mounting research/fitting.]
2, "Speaking of, that reminds me, I need to finish something I was working on up…just give me a moment." [Kinetic Resonator upgrade]
3, "Once I come back I'll help make this lab a little less makeshift and a little more professional, so…just wait for me to be done with my side project…" [Lab upgrade.]
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e0fca3 No.36897
| Rolled 40, 15, 70 = 125 (3d100) |
>>36772
Name: Lord "Dracula" Bob, King of Greater Wisconsin, "The Wisconsin Vampire", Once and Future King
Age: 30
Origin Story: Fell into a vat of high performance makeup designed for athletes who want to look nice. Which was place conveniently near a costume department store. The fangs make it hard for him to chew and his super powered body needs a lot of nutrients so he drinks all his meals with a nibble hear and there. His now pristine and flawless white skin is very sensitive to light. Before all that he was just a jobless actor who made bad poetry and puns and lived in closet of an apartment with no windows in the basement in a bad neighborhood.
Blood Type: D for Drinks A Lot
Signature Color: Blood Red
Domain: Transylvania Forest (Milwaukee), Greater Wisconsin, Neo-Camelot
Superpowers: [A-List Super Strength], [A-List Super Speed], [C-List Super Stealth], [B-List Hypnotism], [A-List Swordsmanship], [Psionic Resistance]
Weakness: [Sorta Vampirish] - Being in sunlight causes pain and blindness. Most actions must be done during the night, or underground. You can more or less only eat liquids. Fire does extreme damage to you since the makeup is, apparently, napalm-based.
Equipment:[Hang-Glider]. [Excalibur], [Skeleton Alloy Pants],[Retrofitted Psiadamant Gauntlets], [Purple Crystal Globe](Flail with claw-machine-esque clutch),
5 [Skeleton Laser Rifles]. 28 [Skeleton Scrap],[Skeleton Alloy Gauntlets]
Followers: 8 Teenagers, 2 Dr.Handymen (Dr. Richards and Dr. Frakensteen), 2 Vampire Apprentice [Pa'Trikk The EverCrispy], [Wisconsin Super-Governor],[Elijah "Dark Sanguinus" Blake], [Werewolf Tribe]
Renown: [B-List]
Buildings: [Trap-Filled Castle], 4 [Watchtowers],[Training Room], 3 [Radio Towers],
[Transports ready]
[Giga Scorpia Corpse]
Globe Researched. - Potential Control Locus for vehicle. Skeleton tactics deleted and skeletons weakened.
[Chicago - Skeletonized]
[Tentative Bigfoot Allies?]
Lasersteen 1/8
>>36794
"Master what will your message be to the Scruftron?"
"Tell him I would like to send him some workers from Neo-Camelot to work in his Fabulous Ultra-Advanced Laser Repeater Factory. I want to arm my army, my werewolves and Frankensteen's latest creation Lasersteen to have those mighty weapons."
"Should we tell him anything else?"
"Thank him for sending his Psychonaut to aid in understanding The Orb. An apology for not being able to aid him in his last battle, Mongozo, a skeleton wizard got in my way. Apparently Prime has magic at his disposal now so Scruftron should be informed of that."
"Does he know about Chicago?"
"Probably, but tell him we have a salvageable pier and that the Justice Warriors could be in Detroit or D.C."
1 Send the Transports to Scruffy's factories and begin pumping out Laser Repeaters to arm everyone and Lasersteen. Frankensteen should be able to direct them and work on Lasersteen.
2 Salvage the pier in the Chicago. Perhaps we can produce large mechs like the skeletons here?. Dr. Richards will take charge on this.
3 Begin Conquering Michigan, rumor of a hero there has sparked my interest. If we meet him perhaps I can knight him and have him join my Round Table in Neo-Camelot.
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e0fca3 No.36898
>>36891
(looks like we will be meeting soon. Wanna arm a bunch of super 'knights' with power armor? I got people you can direct to work in factories and an entire modern city to gather supplies.)
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e0fca3 No.36907
>>36897
The message returns on a mechanized Emu, who disgorges the holo-vid from its faberge egg that is disgorges from its aft exhaust.
A little hologram of Scrufftron materializes and speaks to the Revitaligo riddled Vampire.
"Salutations friend, congratulations on your victory against Mongozo, I have also fought and beaten the magical fairy. I bring ill news friend, for I have recently fought and defeated a projection of Quartet 1, yet it nearly cost me my life. We must increase our strength tenfold if we wish to stand a chance against him, let alone Prime. I feel that if we run across any other supers we must also attempt to enlist their aid. As for the taking of Chicago, I am most relieved and filled with joy at your conquest of the Enemy's Stronghold. Now that my realm seems to be relatively free of Skeletons and Prime's flunkies, I will resume my push to the southern coast, as for this "salvage pier" I shall surely need to know more about it, as I have begun a project to build myself a robotic army of my own, and a steady supply of metal would be most beneficial to accomplishing this. Finally, your workers shall be much appreciated, and they shall begin work at once. Expect a delivery of Lasguns soon.
Scrufftron out."
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e0fca3 No.36980
| Rolled 33, 79, 45 = 157 (3d100) |
>>36772
Name: Father John
Age: 860
Origin Story: The year is 1250. Brother Johann was a zealous and proud member of the Teutonic Order, and was off on Crusade against the Slavic-worshippiong Prussians. In a raid, away from his brethren, he fell into a cavern to which there was one path, and no exit. Traversing the path to its end, as it wound this way and that, he came across an unmarked altar. Supposing it to be a pagan altar, he smote down the altar, and used its remains to pray to the Virgin. He then found himself surrounded by a chokingly thick black mist, and a lone, rather rotund bald man glaring at him. As he glared piercingly fierce daggers of existential universal dread into his soul, he said, "Whacha doin'. It don't matta…. Nona dis mattas… So I'mma take ya to a place to where it does matta," and consciousness failed him. When he awoke, he found himself surrounded by brick and concrete, metal and stone. Electric lights and glaring sounds. And then the robots came for him. And though somehow, as if by magic, his sword cleaved through them like a hot knife through butter, he soon found himself overwhelmed. Fearing his demise, he cast a swing, bearing with it his fear, emotions, and soul. And with came an electric blast that cast through them all and destroyed them. Blessed by God, he found these metallic machinations of Hell lacking, and cleared them out.
He not knew this land, but knew it was tainted by the works of heathens, Jews, and Lucifer, and as God as his witness, he would save these people and reclaim it for Christ.
Deus vult.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Gold
Domain: North Carolina
Superpowers: C-List Swordsmanship, C-List Electric Blasts, D-List Holy Power
Equipment: Slightly Holy Teutonic Cuirass, Slightly Holy Teutonic Helmet, The Blade of Boston
Weakness: [Holy Ordahs 'r Somethin', Fryman] - You are bound to the will and testament of Christ, the Lord and the Holy Spirit. If you act in a way that is dishonest, uncharitable or unwholesome, your genuine divine powers will fail you. You also find yourself understanding the preeminent language of this land, but you speak it with an accent that others say is undeniably "Bostonian." This accent afflicts your native Latin and German, too.
1. John is a stranger in a strange land, and as such it probably wouldnt hurt to learn up on his swordsmanship. [+C-List Swordsmanship]
2. More so to the point though, this land seems much more advanced than the plains of the Baltics. As such, he'll check out his surrounding area for any sort of gear that might help him.
3. Finally, it would probably benefitial to try and find a person current with the times that he can use as a guide for this land he is in, and as a translator for his ridiculously thick and irritating accent
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e0fca3 No.37000
| Rolled 73, 25, 69 = 167 (3d100) |
>>36774
>Name:
Loria Tarasovich / Miss Moscovia
>Superpowers:
[A-List Super Growth] (gives [B-List Super Strength (A 9/20)+B-List Endurance (A 6/20)]), [B-List Regeneration]
>Weaknesses:
[Blinded Right Eye]
>Equipment:
[Yellow-Black Jumpsuit]
[Lord Hoyt (Imprisoned)]
[Inert Jazz Barges] x5
[Mangled Room 608 Wreck]
1-2: Miss Moscovia would continue her swings against the Shroud, deterring it from the ROCK STAR through pulled punches, for while it's shield may protect against any strikes to it's main form, her fists would otherwise rip the tentacle-like limbs that goes beyond said shield.
3: However,. as she was slugging it out in infighting, she manage to glance at Hank dangling from the ROCK STAR, between a dangerous fall and a deadly robotic weeb. Miss Moscovia would pull back from the punches in order to help him back into the massive battlestation so that he can just worry about the samurai. It may leave her open to attacks from the Shroud, but she can take a serious blow or two.
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e0fca3 No.37001
| Rolled 45, 27, 26, 56 = 154 (4d100) |
Name: Lord Vladimire
Age: 60
Origin Story: born to magically gifted parents who immigrated to texas from britain, he was taught the ways of magic, but his father abused both himself and his mother, leaving him with deep scars in childhood. he looked into black magic at an early age in secret, further festering the growing evil in his heart. when his father killed his mother by beating her, furious he killed his own father with his a forbidden spell, the death thunderbolt, which drains the life out of whoever it strikes.
from that day on he would grow to become one of the most notorious figures in magical society, taking the name Vladimire, and gathering an army of cultists and amassing in yet more dark magic. his trademark use of electromagic combined with black magic earned him the title of the "Lighting-DeathLord"
Vladimire is one of the few surviving members D.O.O.M. He was also notorious as being absent, missing very many meetings of D.O.O.M as he had been devoted much of his time trying to hunt down Waldough Whaters, the only person to ever escape him, and prophesied to be the Chosen One who will defeat him. this saved his life, as he was not there to be destroyed with the rest of D.O.O.M., but he also lost most of his followers to the skeleton attack.
he has returned to gather his strength again, and vows that no skeleton will get in the way of him finding and killing "the Child who Hid."
Blood Type: None
Signature Color: Lavender
Domain: somewhere in Texas
Superpowers: [B-List Super Sorcery], [B-List Electricity Control], [C-List Electricity Resistance]
Structures: Ley Node, [V.U. Mobility], [Brineborn Nest] [Empowered Scrying Tower]
Equipment: [Dark Lord's Cloak], [Dark Lord's Wand], [7 Magical Batteries][Scuba Gear][Harpoon Gun][Brineborn Allies] [Nice Yacht][Small Boat Squadron][EVIL Wax][Strange Mermaid Trident][1 Jazzbarge Wreckage][5 Skeleton Scrap][Rot Siren P.R. Float Wreck]
Followers: [3 Death Beaters][12 Novice Death Beaters][Wendigo Tribe][Brineborn Allies][8 Rot Sirens][2 Zombie Platoon][The Bokor][Beau LaCroix]
Training: [Amphibious Combat Tactics]
Weakness: [Waldough Whaters And The Shocking Susceptibility] - You are one of the last surviving members of D.O.O.M, the Distinguished Order Of Malefactors. Your dark power is hindered, of course, by the existence of Waldough Whaters, a fleet-footed yet courageous boy. You are at a drastic penalty to interactions with Superheros or innocent folk. Roll an additional unmodified 1d100 per turn: this represents what Waldough is up to as he eludes your grasp…
Health: Badly Wounded
#1-2 Vladimire scowled and grimaced, not at his wounds but at being beaten. it wasn't the first time, he had tasted the bitter sensation against Thimblethor before, nor was it the first time he had turned a follower of light to the dark arts, but being beaten by one whom he had turned toward the dark arts was a wholly new sensation. it brought on many questions about this Barry Nedserd, but he had priorities. the first thing he would need to do is allow his body to recuperate. he would meditate while doing so. A-List Super Sorcery 21/25
#3-4 Vladimire knew that in his weakened state, there was a very real (and quite likely) chance the Waldough boy was indeed planning a rescue. it was as obvious as a story in a children's book, Whater's and his allies would make some daring rescue to save his friends while he could not fight them properly, and though he had initially planned in baiting them here getting wounded was not part of those plans. the memory extraction would need to proceed and be done with quickly. Memory Extraction 2/4
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e0fca3 No.37005
| Rolled 64, 35, 100 = 199 (3d100) |
>>36774
Name: The Shroud
Age: Time Immemorial
Origin Story: Here since the beginning, the invasion and overthrow of the governments by the robots disturb its slumber. Actually really intelligent and has decided to pose as a super villain to gain more power.
Blood Type: Lcl
Signature Color: Dark Black
Domain: Redding
Superpowers: [B-List Super Strength]; [A-List Super A.T Shield]; [A-List Regeneration], [Max Limbs (8)]; [D-List Spook-Vision]; [C-List S2 Cross Bomb 6/8]
Weakness: [Horror From Beyond] - You inspire dread and fear in everyday people. Good luck getting followers or allies.
Equipment: Spoon Collection; [Billie's Bounce Core]
Followers: [The LOBBRs (League Of Bargain Bin Rejects)]
Renown: C-List.
1-3; Kill and consume Worldmaster
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e0fca3 No.37006
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e0fca3 No.37007
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e0fca3 No.37008
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e0fca3 No.37009
| Rolled 19, 43, 86 = 148 (3d100) |
>>36774
>Name: The Mastermind
>Age: At least 100
>http://pastebin.com/jqJPHFCr
>>Blood Type: AB+
>>Signature Color: Dark Red
>>Domain: New Mexico
>>Superpowers: [Super Intellect], [D-List Device Invention] [Awesome Scar] [B-List Entropy] [D-List Sonic Blast (Rock-N-Roll)][D-List Super Singing]
1-3. A very soaked but eager Mastermind was running along side his men, black boots squishing on the ground. Several dozen doom troopers were helping their leader push a rather large metal thing on wheel's up the hallway back into the throne room.
"Push! I am sick and tired of my goddamn lasers reflecting off this asshole. Let's see him try to bounce this."
In through the still smoldering open door of his throne room swarms of DOOMtroopers supported the mastermind, as they carted a Plasma Cannon on wheel's as two others flanked with Plasma Throwers. An entire battle of seeing lasers deflect off this shiny samurai's armor and they had had enough.
"EAT PLASMA AND DIE! HOSE HIM DOWN!"
[Vehicle Mounted Plasma Cannon]
[2 Plasma Throwers"
—
MEANWHILE, several stories below hang several DOOMtroopers were holding out really long nets, rope and other such implements underneath Hank Scorpio to try and lift him back aboard, while several others wearing parachutes were also ready to jump and grab him in case he fell.
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e0fca3 No.37011
>>37005
DAZED, REELING, ABOUT TO BREAK
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e0fca3 No.37027
| Rolled 62, 94, 74 = 230 (3d100) |
>>36774
Name: Hank Scorpio
Age: Average
Origin Story:
This incredible visionary is a genius entrepreneur who made lots of money with all sorts of space weapon technology. Which is also where his ambitions lie. In space. But all that aside for now, born with incredible super intelligence Hank Scorpio does whatever he can to provide a relaxed work environment for all his employees while they bring about the end of the world. Or happen to save it.
Blood Type: ABC
Signature Color: Pink
Domain: Phoenix, Arizona
Superpowers:
+ Super Intellect
+ OMEGA Regeneration Chip
+ Laser Integration System
+ C-List Bass Playing
+ C-List Physical Fitness
+ D-List Device Invention
+ D-List Tool Creation
+ D-List Bass Playing
Followers:
+ A-Team
+ 4 Living Metal Corporate Executives
+ 26 Scorpion Mercenaries
+ 53 Living Metal Mercs
+ 6 Living Metal Mercs (Living Metal Merc Captives) - probably ded?
+ Weapons Expert
Equipment:
+ [Orange Suit]
+ [Particle Acceleration Cannon]
+ [Quartet 4's Psi-Plasma Warstaff]
+ [Hell-Touched Bass Guitar]
+ Blueprint Briefcase
+ Medium-High Funds
+ 8 Energy Rifles
+ 8 Subsonic Wave Guns
+ 1 Gold-Plated Subsonic Wave Gun
+ 3 [Space Rockets]
+ [Psion Tainted Fragments]
Giantic Weird Follower Space Stations:
+ GiLiMeSS
Renown: C-List
Buildings:
+ Research Lab
+ Ad-Tech Factory
+ Auto Training Facility
+ Upgraded Research Lab
Tech:
+ Flawless Biomechanical Regeneration Tech (A-list Regeneration, C-List Endurance)
+ Living Steel Alloy -> Living Alloy Bill (Mercs will be converted to Living Alloy at reasonable rate)
+ Metal Augmentation (Regeneration, Fitness, Split Bodyparts)
+ Superpower Dampener [Locked Out] 4/15
+ Subsonic Wave Gun
+ Super Strength Gene Augments 1/6
1-3. Chances were he was going to fall, but Scorpio had not planned to stay on the ROCK STAR for this long either way. Shouting a corny oneliner he tackled the Silver Samurai off the ROCK STAR blasting him down with the Particle Accelerator on the way down.
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e0fca3 No.37030
| Rolled 1, 1, 1, 1, 1 + 200 = 205 (5d1) |
>>36779
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e0fca3 No.37031
| Rolled 50, 31 - 20 = 61 (2d100) |
>>37027
>>37009
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e0fca3 No.37032
| Rolled 39, 57, 94 = 190 (3d100) |
>>36852
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e0fca3 No.37033
>>36779
>>37030
The magic spirit faded away mid-sentence, phasing through the floor of Skeleton Prime's throne room and falling with rapid speed to the pavement below, melding through the asphalt, concrete and metal that made up the ground floor of Skeletonized New York.
There was a splash of magical power as the spirit re-manifested into an old subway tunnel. It should have been black as pitch, but, rather, it was caked, every -inch-, in a thick carpeting of glowing purplish-pink crystal. The stuff shivered with raw psionic power, enough to make even the magic spirit shudder and take pause.
There was a quieter snap, and the spirit turned to behold Skeleton Prime rising up from the psi-crystal carpeting, his form assembling from the ether, for he, too, had jaunted down, following the entity effortlessly.
"Your magical prowess is surprising. But magic is the working of will– and none in the Multiverse have a greater will than I."
Prime clenched his blue fist, and hot streaks of fire began arcing towards the spirit. "Let me encourage you to -surprise- me."
>>36794
1. Psionic Resistance 9/10. The Psychonaut notes that you are one of the most prodigious students he's had.
2. You train harder– but your training seems to take a most unfortunate turn, for every time you try to swing and thrust, some -pinchy- bit of your grafting throws off your concentration!
3. Machine Slave Unit 2/7. They begin working up a device that can be wired right to your skull, offering near-instantaneous control and feedback.
>>36849
1. Ben and Jerry make an absolutely token effort to expand your reach and consolidate your burgeoning power.
2/3. Gain 5 Mook Lieutenants, which can help lead and direct weaker mooks in your stead, or alongside you.
B-List Mook Summoning 1/10
>>36870
1/2. With fire and fury you march to the Baron's castle. Your followers build crude ladders and prepare for the assault the only way they know how: with weapons checks and liquor. As the sun dips down the next day, you feel as if you are ready for a rematch with the dreaded Baron.
3. Gain B-List Physical Fitness.
>>36891
1. Laser Rifle Mounting 3/5. You have some trouble connecting the coolant lines to the proper heat sinks on your suit, but you eventually come up with an ergonomic design to overcome such difficulties.
2. Kinetic Resonator Upgrade 5/8. Your work on other projects means that you've thought of new additions and improvements to slap onto your trusty phallic weapon.
3. Lab Upgrade 2/8. You begin scraping together material and mechanics to help make your Lab even more presentable-er.
>>36897
1. You send your transports south, where they begin grabbing up laser repeaters en masse.
It will take them 3 turns, you feel, to gather enough laser repeaters to outfit your troops.
2. Richards is, initially, utterly stumped on how to go about retrofitting and cannibalizing the pier… perhaps more time is needed?
3. You lead your forces in a savage charge into Michigan, tearing apart skeleton garrisons and liberating swaths of territory. Much of Michigan's nondescript forestland has been converted by the skeleton army.
>>36980
1. B-List Swordsmanship 1/8.
2. You scour the land around you for any gear or supplies, coming across a most curious shield of solid steel and a pair of strange eyeglasses that, when a small lever is pulled, lets you see in the dark! They cut down on glare otherwise.
You also find what looks like a few metal fruits.
Gain [Heavy Steel Shield]. Gain [Super NV Goggles]. Gain 5 [Metal Fruits].
3. You find a translator, a man that understands your accent and finds it tolerable. He's a simple looking man, with strange black eyeglasses and a fondness for high-collared shirts. He has at least four collars popped.
Gain follower, [Joisey Mike]
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e0fca3 No.37034
>>37001
1/2. You are now Wounded. a-List Super Sorcery 22/25
3/4. Memory Extraction 3/4. Where was Waldough? Nobody knows, but as the process of extracting memories and information from both snot-covered children goes on, it becomes clear that they're hiding SOMEthing….
>>37032
>>36852
The rogue cloud of nanites surged forward, its nanite shroud rippling in the wind as it made a rapid charge towards the Silver Cloud, as planned. However, its advance was much too fast for the Cloud's "allies", who nipped at passing nanite trails as the Centaur itsself reached a hand out, knocking the Cloud's conjured spear aside. It's arm blade cut deep into the Cloud's being, eliciting a thoroughly unpleasant response comparable to pain, and in short order the two convergences of nanites scratched and bit and slammed at each other. The Centaur seemed to come out on top, and only when the Silver Cloud's allies approached once more did it pull back, making a high-pitched trilling noise of warning.
[WE ARE SOVEREIGN.]
[WE WILL NOT OBEY.]
You are now [Battered].
BEGIN ROUND 2 OF SILVER CLOUD-VS-SILVER CENTAUR
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e0fca3 No.37035
>>37009
>>37027
>>37031
The Silver Samurai, battered and broken and on his last legs, hefted what remained of his katana as he heard at first, a squelch, and then, a rumbling: he screamed an incoherent warcry as he charged the emplacement.
It was no use. Bathed in plasma fire, he was unceremoniously blasted and driven back yard after yard towards the gaping hole in the ROCK STAR, the plasma clinging to his form like so much green napalm and eliciting screams of not pain, but rage. Just as the Plasma Batteries seemed to die, and the Samurai saw an opportunity for a final push, Hank Scorpio– the madman himself– leapt forth from a hidden alcove, spear-tackling the samurai and taking him right for the edge, yelling:
"I GUESS -THIS- IS -SAYONARA-, BABY!"
The Mastermind and his men watched in awe as Hank tackled the half-dead bushi off of the station and began whistling to the blackened, laser-burnt earth below. With a headbutt and a flourishing kick, Hank knocked his foe aside and, tongue out for aim, cranked the slide on his Accelerator to max. He hammered the trigger, and with a final scream, both physical and psychic, the Silver Samurai was reduced to a fine cloud of silver shards and unpleasant dust. Which Hank flew through, arms outstretched, into the waiting makeshift nets that were at the very last level of the ROCK STAR.
As Hank was reeled back in, the DOOM forces began to cheer, but the cry died in their throats…
MASTERMIND: YOUR ROCK STAR IS NOW [DAMAGED]. GAIN 60 SKELETON SCRAP. GAIN D-LIST PLASGUN COMBAT.
HANK SCORPIO: GAIN 60 SKELETON SCRAP. GAIN D-LIST TACKLING.
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e0fca3 No.37036
>>37000
>>37005
With clenched fists and all of her terrible, titanic fury, Miss Moscovia tore apart arm after arm from Zeruel's more shielded core, scowling as she stopped the strange creature from tearing into the ROCK STAR further in its quest to save Hank and consume the bothersome samurai. Did it not see that it was causing more harm than good? Could it not show a single shred of restraint?
The answer was no.
With an unsettling cracking noise, the Shroud turned around fully, as if rotating on some sort of pivot. With a displeased screech it conjured all eight of its limbs and with every ounce of its fearsome strength clamped them around Miss Moscovia's arms and body, pinning them to her side. Then, opening its mouth wide, it lunged forward and unceremoniously crunched its jaws onto her head, pulverizing her lower jaw and her skull.
Stunned, staggered and trying to regenerate from such grievous damage, Miss Moscovia was unable to stop the Shroud from slithering down and wrapping its arms around her, slamming her face-first into the ground and, like a rake, dragging her across the battlefield, tearing off great chunks of flesh and leaving small ponds of blood in its wake. Still unsatisfied, it let out a fearsome howl and lifted Miss Moscovia above its head, greedily consuming any blood and bits of flesh that dripped down before it pulled two of its arms away, forming them into a sort of blunt spike upon which it viciously slammed Miss Moscovia's spine, cracking it with all the concussive force of a crumbling mountain.
The onlookers cringed and watched in abject horror as the Shroud flung Miss Moscovia into a nearby wrecked Skeleton battleship, its hands scooping up all the blood and viscera and hungrily pawing it into its mouth. As Miss Moscovia regained her senses and regenerated her spine and brain back into their proper place, she wearily pushed herself upright, steadying herself on the battleship as the Shroud advanced.
She had provoked its ire. She would feel its wrath.
MISS MOSCOVIA: You are now [Wounded]. Your regeneration is stalled for one turn due to the utterly heinous injuries you have suffered.
THE SHROUD: Gain C-LIst S2 Cross Bomb.
BEGIN ROUND 1 OF MISS MOSCOVIA-VS-THE SHROUD
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e0fca3 No.37037
>>36796
>>36805
>>36848
>>36797
There was a series of bone-cracking notes as a constant stream of lethal bass began pouring out from the machine's many subwoofers and from Q2's own malignant trombone. Pulse, gritting his teeth, found his formerly excellent concentration faltering: he laid down streams of energy fire upon his foe's larger speakers, trying to break them before they broke him, but to little avail– blasts of corrosive white tore asunder patches of armor and pitted the gold-plated titan, but did little else.
The Hell-Rider seemed to have better luck, though, possessed of supernatural endurance and, thus, able to muscle through the oncoming tide of sound, whirling his wicked chain out to its full supernatural length as he leapt into the air, angling himself to go along with the bass. With a joyous cackle he wrapped the chain 'round the mech's left arm and soared high into the air, tearing and twisting at the bearings and yanking it to the side, turning the brunt of its bass assault to the ground and the nearby hillock– both of which began to disintegrate.
It was these distractions– and a potent dose of draconic fury– that gave Dragoon the opening he needed. Summoning every ounce of raw power within him, every shred of puissance given to him by the dragon spirit, he tore from the earth a compact spike of metal and earth, imbuing it with a hot gout of dragonfire. With a roar, he hurled the thing right at the mech's head, aiming straight for the hole.
Dragoon's aim was true: with an ear-splitting crack the missile of earth and flame lodged itself firmly in the hole created by pulse, and then, with a titanic, earth-shaking explosion of greenish fire and purple psionic backlash, the gold-plated skull of the mech detonated in a brilliant explosion, cutting off the deadly bass with merely the faint whisper of static to replace its passing. As Pulse straightened back up and the Hell-Rider slammed back to the now-sandy ground, coiling his chain, the great form of the golden machine fell to its knees, smoking and headless, and then, with a tooth-rattling crunch, collapsed forward, inert.
As the three heroes advanced forward, their eyes locked upon the damaged, burned form of Q2, a shard of earth lodged in his eye-socket and most of his golden armor now simply torn and melted right off of him. In his hand, though, was clutched his trombone.
And the crystals that still made up the joints and intricacies of his cybernetic form began to glow ominously as he raised said trombone to his nonexistant lips, beginning to play a song of pure spite…
PULSE: YOU ARE NOW [LIGHTLY WOUNDED].
BEGIN ROUND 12 OF DRAGOON, HELL-RIDER AND PULSE-VS-QUARTET 2, TRUMPET WRAITH
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e0fca3 No.37038
| Rolled 81, 71, 61 = 213 (3d100) |
Name: Real name Eva Foxx Cover name Steel wall.
Age: 17 years
Origin Story: Eva was a child prodigy in the field of robotics, she even managed to make a working robotic arm at the age of 13 and was accepted into collage roughly a year later. She was just a normal person in collage when the skeletons came, during the invasion she did the only thing she really could do at that point and hid in her collage dorm room hoping that everything would be okay, and it was okay, for her anyway. She then set up shop scavanging what she could and started to make something that would let her fight back against the skeletons and, after a long while of hard work, testing, failing, even more testing, she finally managed to make a basic protective suit of power armor for herself. It doesn't mater how its done all that matters is taking back this land, if not in the name of the USA in the name of humanity.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Bronze….ish
Domain: Grand Rapids, Michigan
Superpowers: [Super Intellect] [B-List Device Invention] [C-List Tool Creation]
Equipment: [Improved Tech Lab] [B-List Power] [C-List Cyber-Harness] [Repaired College Base] [Psion-Free Eswingbarge] [Kinetic Resonator upgrade 5/8] [Skeli scrap X5] [Skeli laser rifles X5] [Laser Rifle Research] [Laser Rifle Mounting 3/5] [Hovertank design 2/10]
Under construction: [Nothing]
Followers: [Dr. Nelhav]
Renown: Starts at D-List, still at D-List
1, "Just a little bit more and I should have a semi decent ranged weapon for my power armor. Versatility wins wars after all, well, that may be a exaggeration but its not too far from the truth." [Finish up that laser mounting.]
2, "Okay, Dr Nelhav isn't here right now so I can finish up these few little tweaks to make it better and then make it into a fist for my armor.. Hopefully she doesn't come in as I work on it…" [Kinetic Resonator Upgrade]
3, "This lab, this beautiful lab….it needs to be better as to be more beautiful and efferent lab worth admiring." [Lab upgrade]
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e0fca3 No.37044
| Rolled 81, 62, 59 = 202 (3d100) |
>>37033
Name: Lord "Dracula" Bob, King of Greater Wisconsin, "The Wisconsin Vampire", Once and Future King
Age: 30
Origin Story: Fell into a vat of high performance makeup designed for athletes who want to look nice. Which was place conveniently near a costume department store. The fangs make it hard for him to chew and his super powered body needs a lot of nutrients so he drinks all his meals with a nibble hear and there. His now pristine and flawless white skin is very sensitive to light. Before all that he was just a jobless actor who made bad poetry and puns and lived in closet of an apartment with no windows in the basement in a bad neighborhood.
Blood Type: D for Drinks A Lot
Signature Color: Blood Red
Domain: Transylvania Forest (Milwaukee), Greater Wisconsin, Neo-Camelot
Superpowers: [A-List Super Strength], [A-List Super Speed], [C-List Super Stealth], [B-List Hypnotism], [A-List Swordsmanship], [Psionic Resistance]
Weakness: [Sorta Vampirish] - Being in sunlight causes pain and blindness. Most actions must be done during the night, or underground. You can more or less only eat liquids. Fire does extreme damage to you since the makeup is, apparently, napalm-based.
Equipment: [Excalibur], [Skeleton Alloy Pants],[Retrofitted Psiadamant Gauntlets], [Purple Crystal Globe](Flail with claw-machine-esque clutch),
5 [Skeleton Laser Rifles]. 28 [Skeleton Scrap],[Skeleton Alloy Gauntlets],[Hang-Glider].
Followers: 8 Teenagers, 2 Dr.Handymen (Dr. Richards and Dr. Frakensteen), 2 Vampire Apprentice [Pa'Trikk The EverCrispy], [Wisconsin Super-Governor],[Elijah "Dark Sanguinus" Blake], [Werewolf Tribe]
Renown: [B-List]
Buildings: [Trap-Filled Castle], 4 [Watchtowers],[Training Room], 3 [Radio Towers],
[Transports ready]
[Giga Scorpia Corpse]
Globe Researched. - Potential Control Locus for vehicle. Skeleton tactics deleted and skeletons weakened.
[Chicago - Skeletonized]
[Tentative Bigfoot Allies?]
Lasersteen 1/8
3 turns on the laser repeaters
1 Continue work on the Lasersteen 1/8 and more?. Have Both Dr Richards and Frankensteen work on this.
Doctor Frankensteen is not one to disappoint but questions lurked the halls of the castle
"He be alive, Is it to have my own rendition of the 'Positronic Brain'."
"Will it know only carnage in its existence? This seems too cruel a fate Doctor? To have a strong will it must have more, it must have an existence to protect."
"It will protect you Bob. Every man woman and child knows that they can survive here only because supers like you exist."
"Because the -makeup- exists" Bob smiles "Robots can't wear makeup Frank, it is a weapon of men, for men."
"What else am I supposed to have it protect? The Castle? A family? I can't just build him a family!"
"We still have the Giga Scorpia remains mostly intact, I am sure you could do something. Give them orders to protect one another as well as myself, give them something to fight for.
"…."
"Prepare designs on the Wife of Frankensteen and see to quickly."
2 Train Will.
Bob sat in the [Training Room] looking between Excalibur and the fist that wielded it and the tv playing Conan - The Riddle of Steel in the corner.
Watching Conan learn of the Riddle of Steel and the superior sword of his father fail to protect his people from Thulsa Doom
When Conan confronts the group who murdered his father, Doom explains to him that steel isnt strong, flesh is stronger as he calls for a beautiful girl to throw herself to her death
It isn't until his father's sword is broken that Conan realizes the true answer to the riddle: all the power of both steel and flesh come from one's beliefs.
All this time believing that augmented flesh made me strong, all this time believing that Excalibur lent me power. I see now.
Flesh grows weak. Steel becomes brittle. But the will is indomitable.
This moves him forward.
Skeletons may seem beings of steel, but they are just an extension of Prime; a being of Will.
Bob would gather his allies and confirm -his- Will..
3 Fight South. There are heroes there that we can reach
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e0fca3 No.37045
>>37044
Have the Super-Governor help organize the forces marching South. He is a rather inspiring figure for the soldiers and people after all.
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e0fca3 No.37046
>>36891
A couple very pale men in armor and metal band paraphernalia come to the border from the recently liberated lands to the south "We are knights under the Master of Wisconsin and Neo-Camelot. We come to enlist 'Steel Wall' to the cause of supers everywhere who stand against Prime. We have working radio if you wish to speak and we would invite you to bring your equipment and people to the city we have founded. We need all the heroes our country has to offer."
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e0fca3 No.37053
| Rolled 63, 23, 65 = 151 (3d100) |
>>37036
>Name:
Loria Tarasovich / Miss Moscovia
>Health:
[Wounded] [Regeneration Stalled (1 turn)]
>Superpowers:
[A-List Super Growth] (gives [B-List Super Strength (A 9/20)+B-List Endurance (A 6/20)]), [B-List Regeneration]
>Weaknesses:
[Blinded Right Eye]
>Equipment:
[Yellow-Black Jumpsuit]
[Lord Hoyt (Imprisoned)]
[Inert Jazz Barges] x5
[Mangled Room 608 Wreck]
1-3: Blood was coughed out as Miss Moscovia stood herself back up from the sharp wreckage of the skeletron battleship. Her body was torn into, and coated crimson from the Shroud's attacks, but having endured beatdowns from other titans meant that she kept both the will, and the ability to fight on.
If it continues on, Miss Moscovia will no longer pull her punches, for the Shroud cares not for her livelihood, and even feast upon her flesh. She will strike against the invisible shield guarding the absolute terror, in order to strike upon it's core, for as it was shown before when the weeb skeletron tore out of it, the Shroud can feel pain, and so must also be able to feel being on the edge of death as well.
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e0fca3 No.37055
| Rolled 93, 28, 22 = 143 (3d100) |
>>37033
Name: Kaza'kazdun
Age: 10,000
Origin Story: A long forgotten spirit of magic brought forth from the Chaos Wilds in an attempt to help fight the skellitons. Who knew that trying to take something from a place called the Chaos Wilds would have unknown consequences on the summoner and spirit.
Blood Type: none
Signature Color: brownish
Domain: bum fuck Georgia
Superpowers: [B-list Super Sorcery], [D-List Super Stealth], [Psionic Resistance], [Summoner Health Boost], [D-List Artificing], [Enhanced Vision], [Almost-Super Charisma]
Equipment: [Weak Wand Of Magic Missile], [Magic Cutlery], Ikea Wands, [Tiny Enchanted Gun Stockpile], [Chocolatizing Coffee Mug], [Magical Hippy Van][Reagent Supply]
+ 1 Skeleton Scrap
+ 1 Strange Magical Object
+ 1 Ley Line Node
+ 1 [Magical Alter]
+ [Reinforced Devil's Bronze Body] ([C-List Flight][D-List Super Strength][D-List Super Speed]) [Severely Damaged]
+ [Meagre Tome]
+ [Slightly Less Meagre Tome]
Followers: 6 Cultists trained in magic, 8 Novice Artificer, Chaos Wolves, Charlie Company, [C.C. War Machine], 7 [Rust Monsters], 4 golems, 8 Engineers
Weakness: This Mortal Coil - You are bound to the increasingly unstable, relatively fragile shell of your summoner. If he dies, you're banished.
Renown: C-List.
Domain: [Basic Magical Populace]
In progress:
A-List Super Sorcery 22/25
[Lightly Wounded]
1-3. "Yes yes, killer of a hundred worlds or something like that." As the blue fire streaks towards turn into a gaseous form to avoid the spell and then use the pressure difference caused by the bolt, if any, to speed up my escape.
+B-List Super Sorcery
+D-List Super Stealth
-Lightly Wounded
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e0fca3 No.37056
| Rolled 93, 77, 8 = 178 (3d100) |
>>37033
Name: Scruftron- (Real name Scruffy)
Age: 28
Origin Story: Once a mild mannered entry-level Janitor at a secret military instillation, Pvt. Scruffy was selected for secret goverment experiments in creating Artificial supers. He was infused with Neodymium enriched Iron as a substitute for the iron in his blood. The effect of this experiment gave the gift of Magnetism! He could fling great blocks of steel with a flick of the wrist! Pry open vault doors with his mind! Bend spoons! The potential was limitless! Except that the metal actually had to be magnetic… And he's afraid of spiders
Blood Type: AB-
Signature Color: Orange
Domain: somewhere in Nebaska
Superpowers: [A-List Magnetism], [B-List Janitorial Skills], [B-List Staff Combat]
Equipment:
+ [ Psi-Alloy Ō-yoroi]
+ [Super Strong Strange Naginata]
+ [Psi-Adamant Warboots]
+[Heavy Laser Spray]
>Extra Equipment:
+[Psion-Alloy Armor]
+[Cyber Alloy Armor]
+[Janitorial Armor D-list]
>Allies:
+[The Psychonaut]
>Followers:
+[1 Janitorial Captains]
+[23 Janitor Elites]
+[18 Janitors]
+[16 Janitor Strippers]
+[Doctor Phillip]
+[Kenny the Roboticist]
+[Windex] - the Invisible Marauder.
+ [Bucketboy] - the water-slinging floorwasher.
+ [Scour] - the bombshell that can disintegrate objects with her touch.
+ [Harvey] - a mountain of a man that soaks up punishment like a sponge.
+[Dura-Dong] - Man with a Iron will, and a Iron Cock.
Renown: B-list
Weakness: [Eight Legged Freaks] - Spiders and spider-like creatures give you a severe penalty to all rolls.
>Buildings:
+[Ultra-Advanced Laser Repeater Factory]
+[Scruff Base-Heavy Metal Version]+[EMP Fields]&[Tank Traps]&[Tank Turret Emplacement]
+ [Forge]
+ [Janitorial Barracks]
>Other Stuff
+ [Hunk Of Steel Sculpture].
+ [Low Weapons Supply]
+ [Scruffy's Porn Stash]
+ [Skelly Scrap Research]
+[Repulsion Tech]
+[Abandoned Tactical]
+[52 Scrufftech Laser Repeaters] +8/turn
+[70 Skeleton Scrap]
+[1 Repurposed Jazzbarge]
+[Quartet 3's Head]
+[Super Laser Pointer]
+[Masterwork War Bucket]
+[Inert "Doxy"]
>Research
Skeley Virus 3/8
Questionably Placed Cyber Grafting 16/???
A-List Staff Combat 3/18
Psionic Resistance: 9/10
Machine Slave Unit 2/7
1. Continue the work with the machine slave unit, I already possess many ports and connections from my modifications, so integration should not be a challenge.
Machine Slave Unit 2/7
2. My mind is hardened from the trials I have endured, and from the mountains that I know I will have to climb, finish my training with the Pyschonaut, as being able to resist Psionic attacks will serve as a tool most valuable when the time comes to raze New York to the ground.
Psionic Resistance 9/10
3. Training was not working for his staff combat, so Scrufftron would simply have to train it in the field of battle.
Push South, we shall not waver till the very ocean is the only thing left to greet us.
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e0fca3 No.37057
| Rolled 16, 13, 45 = 74 (3d100) |
>>37056
fucking staff training REEEEEEEEEEEE
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e0fca3 No.37065
| Rolled 74, 39, 96 = 209 (3d100) |
>>37036
Name: The Shroud
Age: Time Immemorial
Origin Story: Here since the beginning, the invasion and overthrow of the governments by the robots disturb its slumber. Actually really intelligent and has decided to pose as a super villain to gain more power.
Blood Type: Lcl
Signature Color: Dark Black
Domain: Redding
Superpowers: [B-List Super Strength]; [A-List Super A.T Shield]; [A-List Regeneration], [Max Limbs (8)]; [D-List Spook-Vision]; [C-List S2 Cross Bomb]
Weakness: [Horror From Beyond] - You inspire dread and fear in everyday people. Good luck getting followers or allies.
Equipment: Spoon Collection; [Billie's Bounce Core]
Followers: [The LOBBRs (League Of Bargain Bin Rejects)]
Renown: C-List.
1-3; Shoot cross bombs at her first to obscure her vision of me before I go in and disable her more before finishing and consuming her
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e0fca3 No.37067
| Rolled 22, 65, 14 = 101 (3d100) |
>>37037
Name: Alex "Dragoon" Walker
Age: Twenties
Origin Story: Was a Normal Guy until the Spirit of a very old and powerful(at one point) Earth Dragon possessed his body, Now He fights to become strong a retake the world, one rock at a time.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Green
Domain: Northern Georgia, Most of Alabama, most of Mississippi
>Superpowers:
[A-List Rock Manipulation]
[A-List Endurance]
[B-List Metal Manipulation] (A 6/20)
[Maximum Dragon Rock Fusion]
[C-List Super Strength]
[B-List Dragon's Breath]
[C-List Physical Fitness]
>Equipment:
[Fortified Base.]
[Enhanced fortifications]
[Improved Infrastructure]
[Superhard Fortresses]
[Skeleton Alloy Ammo]
[Anti-air defenses]
[7 Radio Towers (can reach anywhere East of the Rockies]
[Advanced Training Room.]
[Alloy Armor]
[Fortified Basic Research Lab]
[Basic Skelescrap Forge!]
Mantlespear 2/12
>Followers:
[Mayor of Atlanta]
[18 Armored Veteran Survivors]
3 Scientists
>Research
Jazzhulk Research 3/6.
Renown: B-list
Status: WOUNDED
1-3. "No, I don't think so." Dragoon twists the now sandy terrain under the Skeleton general, attempting to bind his limbs and foul his aim, even as the compact shard stuck in the Trumpeter's eye is rammed into and through the skull with as much power as Dragoon can muster.
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e0fca3 No.37069
| Rolled 78, 29, 66 = 173 (3d100) |
>>37037
Name: The Hell-Rider
Age: 26
Origin Story: Douglas Green was just a simple biker before one day he was gunned down in by a member of a rival gang. His soul was sucked directly to help were he was tormented for all of his wrong doings in life. Douglas was however was no ordinary man and set about planning his escape from hell. Taking to ambushing and eating the lesser demon-kin he found himself twisting in both body and mind as he made his way towards the limits of Hell. How exactly he got out at that point not even he remembers is finding himself back in his hometown by the ruins of his old watering hole. Finding himself in the wreckage of the world now ruled by Iron-Bones he has set off to make things right and maybe redeem his soul on the way.
Blood Type: O
Signature Color: Purple
Domain: Northern Texas
Powers: [A-List Fire Resistance][A-List Demonic Transformation (gives A-List Super Strength, A-List Endurance and D-List Flight)][C-List Motorcycling][B-List Guitar Skills] Demon-Hog: [B-List Super Speed][D-List Intangibility]
Weakness: [Devil's Reject] - You fought your way out of Hell, but Hell wants your black soul back. Your critical failures can attract OTHER types of attention, you are harmed and repelled by objects of faith, and banishing magic is particularly deadly to you.
Equipment: Hellforged Chain, Demon-Hog, Demonhide Jacket, Wrathful Holy Stratocaster,
Assets: [Old Biker Clubhouse][3 Grenades]
Followers: 2 Old Ladies, 9 Road Warriors, 1 Road Huntress, 4 Bikers
—–-
Summoning his [Wrathful Holy Stratocaster] Hell-Rider proceeds to rip out a sick solo to counter the skeleton fiends Jazz power!
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e0fca3 No.37103
>>37065
>>37053
Having seen enough of the gory spectacle Scorpio, tie still wrapped around his head stepped in front of the Shroud, blocking access to Moscovia. Tension rose as the Scorpio Metal Mercs readied their lethal weaponry.
"That's enough of that.", Scorpio adressed the Hellish Creature, demonstratively putting up his big gun, "We all make mistakes Shroud."
The Camera zoomed to a closeup of Scorpio's eyes, "Don't make this your last one.".
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e0fca3 No.37110
>>37103
Miss Moscovia would lower her fists as Scorpio intervened. While she can't really put a finger on if she seen him before, the fact that she saw him throwing and blasting the defeated skeletron samurai off the ROCK STAR suggests that he is a ally of DOOM.
"Indeed," she replied, a tint of spite against the Shroud within her tone, "I agree with what he says, for after all, то лучше забыть этот общий гнев, как общий враг по-прежнему живет на."
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e0fca3 No.37122
>>37103
>>37110
A sound mixed between screeching metal, the moans of millions of dying people, and a howling, raging storm echoes across the battlefield. Beneath all that, just barely perceptible, is something unmistakably english, "D̛̮̦̫̝͎̜̝͎͜͟ȩ̹̞̼̬̹͡a̭͖t̶̩̝ḩ̸̯̜̙̥͠ ̴̷̘ͅt̷҉͍̣̱͙͈̣͖o̴̙͍̙̮̟̹̕ ̗͚̪̟̗̰̯̻͢t̢̘͍̮̤͈͇̲́͘ͅh̛҉̼̫e̻͎͞ ͏̢̩̗͕̬̞s͏͙̤̼̙̤͘í̡͓̘ņ̜̜̯̗͕̕͡n̷̳̳̺̠̫̘͔̗̫ȩ͇͉͚͇̖ŗ̳͉͙̱̙͍̼̀͘"
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e0fca3 No.37125
| Rolled 79, 35, 4, 26 = 144 (4d100) |
Name: Lord Vladimire
Age: 60
Origin Story: born to magically gifted parents who immigrated to texas from britain, he was taught the ways of magic, but his father abused both himself and his mother, leaving him with deep scars in childhood. he looked into black magic at an early age in secret, further festering the growing evil in his heart. when his father killed his mother by beating her, furious he killed his own father with his a forbidden spell, the death thunderbolt, which drains the life out of whoever it strikes.
from that day on he would grow to become one of the most notorious figures in magical society, taking the name Vladimire, and gathering an army of cultists and amassing in yet more dark magic. his trademark use of electromagic combined with black magic earned him the title of the "Lighting-DeathLord"
Vladimire is one of the few surviving members D.O.O.M. He was also notorious as being absent, missing very many meetings of D.O.O.M as he had been devoted much of his time trying to hunt down Waldough Whaters, the only person to ever escape him, and prophesied to be the Chosen One who will defeat him. this saved his life, as he was not there to be destroyed with the rest of D.O.O.M., but he also lost most of his followers to the skeleton attack.
he has returned to gather his strength again, and vows that no skeleton will get in the way of him finding and killing "the Child who Hid."
Blood Type: None
Signature Color: Lavender
Domain: somewhere in Texas
Superpowers: [B-List Super Sorcery], [B-List Electricity Control], [C-List Electricity Resistance]
Structures: Ley Node, [V.U. Mobility], [Brineborn Nest] [Empowered Scrying Tower]
Equipment: [Dark Lord's Cloak], [Dark Lord's Wand], [7 Magical Batteries][Scuba Gear][Harpoon Gun][Brineborn Allies] [Nice Yacht][Small Boat Squadron][EVIL Wax][Strange Mermaid Trident][1 Jazzbarge Wreckage][5 Skeleton Scrap][Rot Siren P.R. Float Wreck]
Followers: [3 Death Beaters][12 Novice Death Beaters][Wendigo Tribe][Brineborn Allies][8 Rot Sirens][2 Zombie Platoon][The Bokor][Beau LaCroix]
Training: [Amphibious Combat Tactics]
Weakness: [Waldough Whaters And The Shocking Susceptibility] - You are one of the last surviving members of D.O.O.M, the Distinguished Order Of Malefactors. Your dark power is hindered, of course, by the existence of Waldough Whaters, a fleet-footed yet courageous boy. You are at a drastic penalty to interactions with Superheros or innocent folk. Roll an additional unmodified 1d100 per turn: this represents what Waldough is up to as he eludes your grasp…
Health: Wounded
#1-2 the Dark Lord meditates close to the memory extraction chamber, healing his body, and anticipating in case Waldough tries to mount a daring rescue of his friends of his friends. A-List Super Sorcery 21/25
#3-4 "if Whater's or his allies come for us, and I suspect they likely will, it will come in two probable forms. some kind of distraction at the end of the memory extract, perhaps a booby trap buried inside the memories or the children themselves, or as a direct assault on our castle. or it will occur afterward, they almost always try something before we harm them. do not lax your guard." as the memory extraction finishes, a nearby Brineborn Mindflayer is prepared to taste them memories to watch for any magical booby traps before they are viewed by the Dark Lord and his minions. if it went well, it would reveal information about Waldough's journey first hand, how he got past the barriers, what he has been up too, and any secrets the two were privvy too. if it worked. 3/4
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e0fca3 No.37143
>>37122
>>37110
>>37103
From his ROCK STAR the Mastermind shouted into the hellforged microphone.
"ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT BREAK IT UP NOW. WE JUST FOUGHT TWO BLOODY ARMIES, I WOULD LIKE TO TAKE A FUCKING BREAK FROM THIRD FIGHT.
MOSCOVIA BACK THE FUCK OFF, YOU TOO SHROUD. WE STILL HAVE SKELETONS TO KILL."
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e0fca3 No.37151
| Rolled 37, 88, 33 = 158 (3d100) |
>>37037
[LIGHTLY FRIED]
It feels almost wrong to attack an enemy so clearly downed. Pulse has to remind himself that these aren't people, or anything deserving of either mercy or justice; they're twisted abominations, perversions of reality. With that in mind, Pulse begins to grimly pull at the last threads binding the great skeleton together, looking to tear the last pieces of the once-great machine apart for good amongst the sound of a distant trombone.
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e0fca3 No.37171
| Rolled 34, 95 + 35 = 164 (2d100) |
>>37151
>>37069
>>37067
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e0fca3 No.37172
| Rolled 3, 46, 68 = 117 (3d100) |
>Name: The Mastermind
>Age: At least 100
>http://pastebin.com/jqJPHFCr
>>Blood Type: AB+
>>Signature Color: Dark Red
>>Domain: New Mexico
>>Superpowers: [Super Intellect], [D-List Device Invention] [Awesome Scar] [B-List Entropy] [D-List Sonic Blast (Rock-N-Roll)][D-List Super Singing]
>>37103
1-3. The MASTERMIND and all his soldiers stood ready to support Scorpio in breaking up this fight. Truth be told every one of them was really not in the damn mood, they wanted to celebrate having beaten two fucking armies in a row NOT fight another big damn battle.
The Mastermind prepared to Entropy away some of the blasts, while tanks, choppers, and a full mechanized regiment prepared to use giant chains to drag an injured Moscovia away. Everyone crossed their fingers that Shroud would stop.
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e0fca3 No.37238
| Rolled 20, 43, 34 = 97 (3d100) |
>>37103
Spewpster action rolls cause apparently this thing is going down
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e0fca3 No.37239
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e0fca3 No.37267
| Rolled 84, 57, 5 = 146 (3d100) |
>>37033
>Name: Raphael Hench
>Age: 25
>Origin Story: Raphael the long lost brother of jack hench, at the news of his brothers death he decided to try to follow in his footsteps. Eventually he ended up in the back alley with some goons and was about to get killed, it was then where he manifested his brothers power and two nameless mooks came to his rescue. Now he aims for vengance against the skeleton legion
>Blood Type: O+
>Domain: Away from the skeleton legion
>Signature Color: Anything but orange is preferable
>Superpowers: [Super Charisma], [C-List Mook Summoning], [D-List Device Invention]
>Equipment:
>Followers: Ben and Jerry, Basic Mooks,5 Mook Lieutenants
>Renown: D-List
Weakness: [Reboot] - Raphael is subject to a strange and bewildering phenomenon well known in the superhero community as "reboot," where powers are manifested in tangentially related individuals upon one super's death, with minor details in the "new" super's lives spontaneously switching and swapping to make things work. Self-aware of this phenomenon, you find that it resonates worryingly through the psionic sea. Your Critfail Threshold is 5 and below.
Action 1:Keep the expansion going
Action 2-3: Gotta improve that summoning otherwise the tides of skeletons will overwhelm us
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e0fca3 No.37286
>>37172
>>37238
You should have sided with the mysterious monster instead of the retarded musclegirl commie
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e0fca3 No.37287
You know that you are probably going to bite the big one if you don't bug out, right? I mean, you have 9 dice rolls against your 3….
-Concerned citizen.
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e0fca3 No.37289
>>37287
Perhaps you should seek greater insight into how this """""""""system""""""""" has worked so far before you attempt to dispense anonymous advice.
t. The GM
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e0fca3 No.37293
>>37286
I'm not siding with anyone, or rather, I'd much not like two of my own members killing each other. Especially since they both manage important territories.
There are skeletons to be killed.
Half of our forces are exhausted, and we honestly can't afford a fight like this.
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e0fca3 No.37294
>>37293
Best tell your moronic teammate not to randomly attack her allies then
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e0fca3 No.37459
| Rolled 89 (1d100) |
>>37171
Hey Mr. Pinstripe Suit, hey Mr. Hi De Hi De Ho!
Well I know you got the answers: we all wanna know.
Mr. Wingtip Shoes, hey Mr. Always On The Go!
Well I know you got the answers: we all wanna know, yeah…
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e0fca3 No.37590
>>37267
1. You expand, carving out a niche through the territories of those super-beings that are too inattentive to really put forth any resistance.
2/3. Put your PROGRESS in your POST.
B-List Mook Summoning 2/10
>>37056
1. You finish the Slave Unit in record time– with a simple implant into your already partially-cyberized brainstem, you can now control and direct multiple mechanical minions or similar objects as you see fit.
2. You feel your mind and psyche shift and strengthen with the latest round of meditations and techniques. Gain Psionic Resistance.
3. Scrufftron takes his naginata and bounds forth, seeking to smite and strike at any skeleton resistance he sees!
He meets, first, with no fewer than eight JazzHulks. Which promptly blast him hundreds of feet into the sky and through a ruined skyscraper. His Janitors mop up while Scrufftron begins the slow, painful process of falling down twenty flights of goddamn stairs.
>>37055
The spirit turned its mortal body into a gaseous, whirling dervish, whipping around the bolt and catapulting itself further down the tunnel, tendrils and wisps of essence and spirit flicking to and fro as it hurriedly sought an escape route amidst the crystal-choked tunnels of New York's underground.
What it found, however, was that the crystals were not so forgiving. They extended into the shape of splintery clawed hands and raked through Kaza'kazdun's ethereal form, tearing apart globules of essence and shunting it back into a bleeding, material state. Prime's voice rattled through the corridors, dry and mocking.
"Your attempts are those of an amateur. I had expected -better-."
You are now [WOUNDED].
>>37125
1/2. You are no longer Wounded. A-List Super Sorcery 22/25
3/4. All that the Mindflayer acquired was static, and, indeed, its bumbling and slurping and brain-molesting habits seemed to only further interrupt and irritate both of the dark magicians on hand, and the psionic slapping noises generated broke the focus of the scrying tower… who knows if a trap lies in wait?
>>37044
1. Lasersteen 4/8. Work goes along quickly with both doctors tinkering away on the laser-brain-metal-thing robot.
2. Greater Psionic Resistance 2/18
3. You carve a bloody path through the skeleton forces to your south.
>>37038
1. Gain [Laser Rifle Mounting], allowing you to slap on laser rifles, or, really, -any- kind of rifle-sized object, to your power armor for greater power.
2. Gain [Kinetic Resonator Upgrade], improving the raw destructive power and resilience of your Resonator.
3. Grand Tech Lab 2/8
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e0fca3 No.37598
| Rolled 14, 6, 35 = 55 (3d100) |
Name: Real name Eva Foxx Cover name Steel wall.
Age: 17 years
Origin Story: Eva was a child prodigy in the field of robotics, she even managed to make a working robotic arm at the age of 13 and was accepted into collage roughly a year later. She was just a normal person in collage when the skeletons came, during the invasion she did the only thing she really could do at that point and hid in her collage dorm room hoping that everything would be okay, and it was okay, for her anyway. She then set up shop scavanging what she could and started to make something that would let her fight back against the skeletons and, after a long while of hard work, testing, failing, even more testing, she finally managed to make a basic protective suit of power armor for herself. It doesn't mater how its done all that matters is taking back this land, if not in the name of the USA in the name of humanity.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Bronze….ish
Domain: Grand Rapids, Michigan
Superpowers: [Super Intellect] [B-List Device Invention] [C-List Tool Creation]
Equipment: [Improved Tech Lab] [B-List Power] [C-List Cyber-Harness] [Repaired College Base] [Psion-Free Eswingbarge] [Kinetic Resonator upgrade] [Skeli scrap X5] [Skeli laser rifles X5] [Laser Rifle Research] [Laser Rifle Mounting] [Hovertank design 2/10]
Under construction: [Grand Tech lab 2/8]
Followers: [Dr. Nelhav]
Renown: Starts at D-List, still at D-List
1,2 "Hopefully, once I'm done with this, I wont have to worry about Nelhav finding this, and it can serve a better purpose then…well….Lets just make this into a power fist already…" [Make the Resonator into a powerfist for my powerarmor]
3, "Well, a little bit of work with the help of Nelhav and I'll soon be on my way to get some mutagen for mutation, and hopefully regeneration and not radioactive death…." [Get that lab up]
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e0fca3 No.37619
>>37172
>>37238
>>37065
>>37053
(THIS IS HOW PVP WILL WORK
YOU GET YOUR 3 ROLLS.
ADD +5 TO THE TOTAL FOR EVERY LEVEL OF A POWER YOU HAVE. ADD +2 FOR LOW-POWER DEVICES (LIKE MICROPHONES) AND +8 FOR HIGH-POWER DEVICES (LIKE PARTICLE ACCELERATORS) THAT YOU USE.
THE POOR SUMBITCH BEING GANGED UP ON GETS A -30 PENALTY FOR EVERY FORCE/SUPERHERO HE'S FIGHTING -AFTER- THE FIRST. SO, THE SHROUD, BEING THE MEMESTER HE IS, TAKES -60 TO HIS END RESULT ONCE IT'S ALL TALLIED.
CHARACTERS OF PARTY A THAT SCORE HIGHER THAN PARTY B ARE ASSUMED TO HAVE COME OUT BETTER THAN PARTY B, AND VICE VERSA, WHEN IT COMES TO DOLING OUT WOUNDS.
NOW BACK TO THE ACTION.)
The Shroud would not see reason. The Shroud could not be bargained with. It surged forward with all of is terrible might and began ripping and tearing and vomiting forth cross bomb after cross bomb, eager only to tear and consume Miss Moscovia.
The giant russki did put up a fearsome fight, punching and kicking and elbowing with a hardened fury, unwilling to bend or break before the terrific onslaught. Etheral claw met gloved hand and several times it looked as if she was on the verge of grappling and slamming the thing to the ground. For all her efforts, though, the phantasmal terror brought her to a knee, sputtering blood in great gouts that could fill entire swimming pools.
As The Shroud went in to try and finish the job, laser fire and small arms peppered its outstretched limbs. Hank and the Mastermind both flanked the creature; Hank disintegrating any oncoming limbs, Mastermind undoing any more bolts of energy. The creature let out an etheral hiss and swiped at the oncoming DOOMcopters that tried to chain it and drag it away from the bleeding, relentless Russian.
With a screech, the Shroud flared up its AT shield and broke the chains, having been bodily dragged back some ways away from Miss Moscovia. With no intention of giving up, the monster seemed to ready for another go, extending more arms and charging another blast in its mouth.
The other members of D.O.O.M. grimaced… this wasn't going to be fun. Or easy.
MISS MOSCOVIA: You are now [Badly Wounded]. Your regeneration has returned: devote rounds to regenerating or win by a large margin to successfully heal.
BEGIN ROUND 2 OF D.O.O.M-VS-THE SHROUD
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e0fca3 No.37623
>>37151
>>37067
>>37069
>>37171
Quartet 2 belted out the first few notes of his "song," a mind-melting cacophany that stonewalled Dragoon's attempts at binding and interrupting him: the draconic hero was floored, bits of skin and rock flensed away from his form as he was blasted back, clutching at his head. The Hell-Rider was similarly affected, the claws and horns of his demonic form chipping and cracking as his mind began to unravel and fray from the sheer hatred imbued into every warbling note of Q2's trombone.
The demonic 1-percenter summoned his axe in a blaze of holy fire and shut his eyes tight. With movements of utterly superhuman fluidity, he began to shred and ROCK OUT on his Stratocaster, rising up on his cloven feet as he did. The Supreme Overcommander's mechanical eyes narrowed maliciously, and soon, the two were engaged in a genuine duel: guitar versus trombone in a musical battle to the death that shattered metal and splintered earth, whirling eddies of psi-sonic power and holy fury colliding to create a sort of psychedelic backdrop.
Unable to resist the sheer intensity of Hell-Rider's ROCK, Q2's golden armor cracked and blasted away, and with one final shredding note he was sent careening to one knee, purple sparks flying across his form. His trombone began to collapse and shift into a different shape: a trumpet.
As Dragoon pushed himself upright, his back to the dueling supers, he beheld Pulse blasting and dismantling the shuddering giant machine, making absolutely sure that the thing couldn't get up again. The young hero's task was interrupted, however, by a sudden keening high note that shot through the air, preceding the sudden appearance of two dozen golden skeletons, all clutching heavy-duty laser weapons in the style of jazz instruments.
Q2's own Elites had arrived, and they began blasting Pulse without warning, giving the hero only a shred of a second to react!
DRAGOON: You are now [Badly Wounded]
PULSE: Your super-team has overcome their crippling nausea just in time for you to be caught amidst a torrent of laser fire. You are now [FRIED].
BEGIN ROUND 13 OF DRAGOON, HELL-RIDER AND PULSE-VS-QUARTET 2, TRUMPET WRAITH
POST
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e0fca3 No.37630
>>37267
Raphael grinned and relaxed in his armchair. Despite all appearances to the contrary, he was making slow but steady progress on honing his powers…
"Jaevon," he said, snapping his fingers, causing a muscular bald black man to bust out of the closet near him, "do bring me a pina colada. I'm thirsty."
Jaevon responded succinctly by delivering a haymaker to Raphael's chin, sending him flying into the opposite wall. He pulled his gat from his waist and the psionic illusion dissipated: there stood a cyber skeleton holding a laser-Lupara. And in through the windows flew several more.
You're under attack!
B-List Mook Summoning 2/10
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e0fca3 No.37632
>>37065
>>37619
"no, no, NO, NO!
Motherfucking titty shitnipples, what the FUCK DO YOU WANT SHROUD.
TELL US WHAT YOU FUCKING WANT."
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e0fca3 No.37633
| Rolled 17, 38, 8 = 63 (3d100) |
>>37590
Name: Kaza'kazdun
Age: 10,000
Origin Story: A long forgotten spirit of magic brought forth from the Chaos Wilds in an attempt to help fight the skellitons. Who knew that trying to take something from a place called the Chaos Wilds would have unknown consequences on the summoner and spirit.
Blood Type: none
Signature Color: brownish
Domain: bum fuck Georgia
Superpowers: [B-list Super Sorcery], [D-List Super Stealth], [Psionic Resistance], [Summoner Health Boost], [D-List Artificing], [Enhanced Vision], [Almost-Super Charisma]
Equipment: [Weak Wand Of Magic Missile], [Magic Cutlery], Ikea Wands, [Tiny Enchanted Gun Stockpile], [Chocolatizing Coffee Mug], [Magical Hippy Van][Reagent Supply]
+ 1 Skeleton Scrap
+ 1 Strange Magical Object
+ 1 Ley Line Node
+ 1 [Magical Alter]
+ [Reinforced Devil's Bronze Body] ([C-List Flight][D-List Super Strength][D-List Super Speed]) [Severely Damaged]
+ [Meagre Tome]
+ [Slightly Less Meagre Tome]
Followers: 6 Cultists trained in magic, 8 Novice Artificer, Chaos Wolves, Charlie Company, [C.C. War Machine], 7 [Rust Monsters], 4 golems, 8 Engineers
Weakness: This Mortal Coil - You are bound to the increasingly unstable, relatively fragile shell of your summoner. If he dies, you're banished.
Renown: C-List.
Domain: [Basic Magical Populace]
In progress:
A-List Super Sorcery 22/25
[Wounded]
1-3. "To be fair I did just fight through one of your underlings, a swarm of skeletons, and a combined skeleton mage of my own accidental creation before coming here. Now then, this has been fun but I really should be visiting some hold friends." Open a portal to hell then slip into the astral plane, alter the signature of the planar hop to make it look like I went through the portal and erase any magical signature he can follow. Erase my mental signature as well so he can't read my thoughts as easily, or anything like that.
+B-List Super Sorcery
+D-List Super Stealth
-Wounded
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e0fca3 No.37635
| Rolled 65, 39, 68 = 172 (3d100) |
>>37630
>>Name: Raphael Hench
>>Age: 25
>>Origin Story: Raphael the long lost brother of jack hench, at the news of his brothers death he decided to try to follow in his footsteps. Eventually he ended up in the back alley with some goons and was about to get killed, it was then where he manifested his brothers power and two nameless mooks came to his rescue. Now he aims for vengance against the skeleton legion
>>Blood Type: O+
>>Domain: Away from the skeleton legion
>>Signature Color: Anything but orange is preferable
>>Superpowers: [Super Charisma], [C-List Mook Summoning], [D-List Device Invention]
>>Equipment:
>>Followers: Ben and Jerry, Basic Mooks,5 Mook Lieutenants
>>Renown: D-List
>Weakness: [Reboot] - Raphael is subject to a strange and bewildering phenomenon well known in the superhero community as "reboot," where powers are manifested in tangentially related individuals upon one super's death, with minor details in the "new" super's lives spontaneously switching and swapping to make things work. Self-aware of this phenomenon, you find that it resonates worryingly through the psionic sea. Your Critfail Threshold is 5 and below.
>Action 1-2: Ben and Jerry GET HIM
Action 3: Keep practicing summoning. I'm gonna be needing them soon
B-List Mook Summoning 2/10
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e0fca3 No.37636
| Rolled 90, 33, 21, 93, 82 = 319 (5d100) |
>>37633
"Enough."
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e0fca3 No.37639
>>37590
Name: Mr. President
Age: 1 year
Origin Story: Mr. President is a cat that was used in the animal testing phase of the the Mastermind's super power creation program. Mr President was actually the first animal subject to survive the procedure although developed no noticeable powers at the time. What the researchers did not know was that Mr. President did develop powers, the power to biologically adapt and alter it's genetic makeup to the current situation. He used this power to survive the parts of the experiment that were killing other animal subjects. Now with the lab partially destroyed and him free Mr. President does cat things.
Blood Type: A
Signature Color: Brown (again)
Domain: Wherever in Mastermind's territory the super experiment lab was.
Superpowers: Determined by Fluff/Origin Story.
Equipment: Determined by Fluff.
Followers: Determined by Fluff.
Renown: Starts at D-List
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e0fca3 No.37666
| Rolled 97, 99, 88 = 284 (3d100) |
>>37590
Name: Lord "Dracula" Bob, King of Greater Wisconsin, "The Wisconsin Vampire", Once and Future King
Age: 30
Origin Story: Fell into a vat of high performance makeup designed for athletes who want to look nice. Which was place conveniently near a costume department store. The fangs make it hard for him to chew and his super powered body needs a lot of nutrients so he drinks all his meals with a nibble hear and there. His now pristine and flawless white skin is very sensitive to light. Before all that he was just a jobless actor who made bad poetry and puns and lived in closet of an apartment with no windows in the basement in a bad neighborhood.
Blood Type: D for Drinks A Lot
Signature Color: Blood Red
Domain: Transylvania Forest (Milwaukee), Greater Wisconsin, Neo-Camelot
Superpowers: [A-List Super Strength], [A-List Super Speed], [C-List Super Stealth], [B-List Hypnotism], [A-List Swordsmanship], [Psionic Resistance]
Weakness: [Sorta Vampirish] - Being in sunlight causes pain and blindness. Most actions must be done during the night, or underground. You can more or less only eat liquids. Fire does extreme damage to you since the makeup is, apparently, napalm-based.
Equipment: [Excalibur], [Skeleton Alloy Pants],[Retrofitted Psiadamant Gauntlets], [Purple Crystal Globe](Flail with claw-machine-esque clutch),
5 [Skeleton Laser Rifles]. 28 [Skeleton Scrap],[Skeleton Alloy Gauntlets],[Hang-Glider].
Followers: 8 Teenagers, 2 Dr.Handymen (Dr. Richards and Dr. Frakensteen), 2 Vampire Apprentice [Pa'Trikk The EverCrispy], [Wisconsin Super-Governor],[Elijah "Dark Sanguinus" Blake], [Werewolf Tribe]
Renown: [B-List]
Buildings: [Trap-Filled Castle], 4 [Watchtowers],[Training Room], 3 [Radio Towers],
[Transports ready]
[Giga Scorpia Corpse]
Globe Researched. - Potential Control Locus for vehicle. Skeleton tactics deleted and skeletons weakened.
[Chicago - Skeletonized]
[Tentative Bigfoot Allies?]
Lasersteen 4/8
Greater Psionic Resistance 2/18
2 turns on the laser repeaters
1 Lastersteen 4/8. Dr. Frankensteen and Dr. Richards move forward with no shortages of assistants or materials to produce the robot. Lasers, blades, laser blades- he was want for nothing in terms of weapons. With light speed computing they could even install a point-defense system. Maybe a could industrial size fire-extinguishers that it can deploy from its back to minimize damage to the castle and city it will be defending.
2 Greater Psionic Resistance 2/18.
He would gather his comrades reinforcing his will with their stout support and planning how they would bring Bob one step closer to striking down Prime.
It would take many steps.
3 "We march East, have the liberated people meet with the Super Governor so they can join up and help us remove Jazz from this once proud country."
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e0fca3 No.37667
| Rolled 18, 91, 95 = 204 (3d100) |
>>37666
So close, thanks for your help Satan
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e0fca3 No.37671
| Rolled 74, 93, 22 = 189 (3d100) |
>>37590
Name: Scruftron- (Real name Scruffy)
Age: 28
Origin Story: Once a mild mannered entry-level Janitor at a secret military instillation, Pvt. Scruffy was selected for secret goverment experiments in creating Artificial supers. He was infused with Neodymium enriched Iron as a substitute for the iron in his blood. The effect of this experiment gave the gift of Magnetism! He could fling great blocks of steel with a flick of the wrist! Pry open vault doors with his mind! Bend spoons! The potential was limitless! Except that the metal actually had to be magnetic… And he's afraid of spiders
Blood Type: AB-
Signature Color: Orange
Domain: somewhere in Nebaska
Superpowers: [A-List Magnetism], [B-List Janitorial Skills], [B-List Staff Combat], [Psionic Resistance]
Equipment:
+ [ Psi-Alloy Ō-yoroi]
+ [Super Strong Strange Naginata]
+ [Psi-Adamant Warboots]
+ [Heavy Laser Spray]
+ [Slave Unit]
>Extra Equipment:
+[Psion-Alloy Armor]
+[Cyber Alloy Armor]
+[Janitorial Armor D-list]
>Allies:
+[The Psychonaut]
>Followers:
+[1 Janitorial Captains]
+[23 Janitor Elites]
+[18 Janitors]
+[16 Janitor Strippers]
+[Doctor Phillip]
+[Kenny the Roboticist]
+[Windex] - the Invisible Marauder.
+ [Bucketboy] - the water-slinging floorwasher.
+ [Scour] - the bombshell that can disintegrate objects with her touch.
+ [Harvey] - a mountain of a man that soaks up punishment like a sponge.
+[Dura-Dong] - Man with a Iron will, and a Iron Cock.
Renown: B-list
Weakness: [Eight Legged Freaks] - Spiders and spider-like creatures give you a severe penalty to all rolls.
>Buildings:
+[Ultra-Advanced Laser Repeater Factory]
+[Scruff Base-Heavy Metal Version]+[EMP Fields]&[Tank Traps]&[Tank Turret Emplacement]
+ [Forge]
+ [Janitorial Barracks]
>Other Stuff
+ [Hunk Of Steel Sculpture].
+ [Low Weapons Supply]
+ [Scruffy's Porn Stash]
+ [Skelly Scrap Research]
+[Repulsion Tech]
+[Abandoned Tactical]
+[52 Scrufftech Laser Repeaters] +8/turn
+[70 Skeleton Scrap]
+[1 Repurposed Jazzbarge]
+[Quartet 3's Head]
+[Super Laser Pointer]
+[Masterwork War Bucket]
+[Inert "Doxy"]
>Research
Skeley Virus 3/8
Questionably Placed Cyber Grafting 16/???
A-List Staff Combat 3/18
1. With the Slave Unit constructed, we can now begin the design and manufacturing of a robotic military force. Kenny shall be instrumental in this. They shall be modeled after the very armor I wear now, and we shall gladly borrow some of their design ideas from the massive mountain of scrap that was Doxy.
2. With my newfound Psionic resistence, perhaps I can push my mind further, into the actual realm of Psionics itself. Failing that, I will simply "borrow" a psionic crystal of suitable size from on of Prime's goons and research that.
3. After dusting himself off from his 2 hour descent ass over feet down a skyscraper's stairwell, Scrufftron simply picked up his Naginata and again set out to slice and dice some skeletons, with the goal of further refining his skills. This was the fourth time he had attempted to do so, and hopefully it would work this time.
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e0fca3 No.37672
>>37671
FUCKING NAGINATA TRAINING REEEEEEEE
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e0fca3 No.37688
| Rolled 22, 46, 10 = 78 (3d100) |
>>37623
Name: Alex "Dragoon" Walker
Age: Twenties
Origin Story: Was a Normal Guy until the Spirit of a very old and powerful(at one point) Earth Dragon possessed his body, Now He fights to become strong a retake the world, one rock at a time.
Blood Type: AB+
Signature Color: Green
Domain: Northern Georgia, Most of Alabama, most of Mississippi
>Superpowers:
[A-List Rock Manipulation]
[A-List Endurance]
[B-List Metal Manipulation] (A 6/20)
[Maximum Dragon Rock Fusion]
[C-List Super Strength]
[B-List Dragon's Breath]
[C-List Physical Fitness]
>Equipment:
[Fortified Base.]
[Enhanced fortifications]
[Improved Infrastructure]
[Superhard Fortresses]
[Skeleton Alloy Ammo]
[Anti-air defenses]
[7 Radio Towers (can reach anywhere East of the Rockies]
[Advanced Training Room.]
[Alloy Armor]
[Fortified Basic Research Lab]
[Basic Skelescrap Forge!]
Mantlespear 2/12
>Followers:
[Mayor of Atlanta]
[18 Armored Veteran Survivors]
3 Scientists
>Research
Jazzhulk Research 3/6.
Renown: B-list
Status: BADLY WOUNDED
1-3. Yeah, the gaudy tin-can seems to really want me dead. Can't keep taking hits like that. Throw up walls for myself, for the golden fuckboi, for the fuckboi's harem and my men setting at the fringes. They should know enough to unload upon the enemy now. While that goes on, repair my armor and use it too splint and fortify anything that majorly broken by shifting the metal balance around. If after all that I still have time, try driving that spike in the tincan's eye into and through it's skull.
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e0fca3 No.37689
| Rolled 69, 58, 99 = 226 (3d100) |
>>37623
Name: The Hell-Rider
Age: 26
Origin Story: Douglas Green was just a simple biker before one day he was gunned down in by a member of a rival gang. His soul was sucked directly to help were he was tormented for all of his wrong doings in life. Douglas was however was no ordinary man and set about planning his escape from hell. Taking to ambushing and eating the lesser demon-kin he found himself twisting in both body and mind as he made his way towards the limits of Hell. How exactly he got out at that point not even he remembers is finding himself back in his hometown by the ruins of his old watering hole. Finding himself in the wreckage of the world now ruled by Iron-Bones he has set off to make things right and maybe redeem his soul on the way.
Blood Type: O
Signature Color: Purple
Domain: Northern Texas
Powers: [A-List Fire Resistance][A-List Demonic Transformation (gives A-List Super Strength, A-List Endurance and D-List Flight)][C-List Motorcycling][B-List Guitar Skills] Demon-Hog: [B-List Super Speed][D-List Intangibility]
Weakness: [Devil's Reject] - You fought your way out of Hell, but Hell wants your black soul back. Your critical failures can attract OTHER types of attention, you are harmed and repelled by objects of faith, and banishing magic is particularly deadly to you.
Equipment: Hellforged Chain, Demon-Hog, Demonhide Jacket, Wrathful Holy Stratocaster,
Assets: [Old Biker Clubhouse][3 Grenades]
Followers: 2 Old Ladies, 9 Road Warriors, 1 Road Huntress, 4 Bikers
—–-
Yeah, like I'ma let you us your Trumpet. Hell-Rider lashes out with his hellforged whip using his titanic strength to bind the skeletons arms against his body stopping him from playing music before smashing into him with fist and axe.
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e0fca3 No.37690
| Rolled 7, 3 + 15 = 25 (2d100) |
>>37688
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e0fca3 No.37691
| Rolled 74, 4, 44 = 122 (3d100) |
>>37619
>Name:
Loria Tarasovich / Miss Moscovia
>Health:
[Badly Wounded]
>Superpowers:
[A-List Super Growth] (gives [B-List Super Strength (A 9/20)+B-List Endurance (A 6/20)]), [B-List Regeneration]
>Weaknesses:
[Blinded Right Eye]
>Equipment:
[Yellow-Black Jumpsuit]
[Lord Hoyt (Imprisoned)]
[Inert Jazz Barges] x5
[Mangled Room 608 Wreck]
1-3: The mighty Muscovite spluttered out some more blood as she kept her distance, the Shroud teared into her flesh with limbs and explosions, leaving her body stained with what can be described as crimson waterfalls. While she currently share an enraged hatred against the other titanic foe, Miss Moscovia knows that if she doesn't patch her wounds, she may not survive to see the monster resent. All she could do is to keep her distance, cover her wounds, and /focus/ on recovering her physical form. Since without that, she might consider herself dead.
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e0fca3 No.37692
| Rolled 75 (1d100) |
>>37691
[YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO *clonk*]
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e0fca3 No.37720
| Rolled 41, 17 = 58 (2d100) |
>>37033
>>37590
Name: Lord Deadly (Born: Laird Dade Lee)
Age: Mid twenties
Origin Story: See first post; Knight who got super-powers following a turkey accident
Blood Type: O Positive
Signature Color: Dark Green
Domain: None
Superpowers: [B-List Super Speed], [B-List Physical Fitness], [B-List Swordsmanship]
Equipment: [Longsword], [Plate Armor (Unremovable)]. [Medium Funds], [Halberd], [Armor Polish] [Cracked Helmet]
Followers: 11 Veteran Survivors
Renown: Starts at D-List
TRAINING: [B-List Physical Fitness 7/8] [A-List Swordsmanship 13/18] [D-List Staff Combat 1/4]
1/2/3. "Up, my friends! Today is the day that we fight. It is a day to win glory, a day to take revenge, and a day to remember. See to your armor and weapons. The ladders! To the walls, brothers in arms!" As soon as the first ladder is up, I'll use my super speed to be up and over it before anyone can stop me. Then, I'll be on my way to the Baron while his minions fight my survivors. Once I'm finished with him, I'll help them out, but my battle-debt must be repaid. [Storm the castle, find the Baron]
I must be schizophrenic, because I swore I posted.
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e0fca3 No.37721
| Rolled 68 (1d100) |
>>37720
And I dropped a die.
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e0fca3 No.37726
| Rolled 70, 81, 21 = 172 (3d100) |
>>37619
The camera zoomed out a little to show Scorpio's face.
He pushed up his lower lip and lowered his eyebrows, creating a strong frown, "I guess its time to beat this mothy old Shroud.".
Cue awesome music.
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e0fca3 No.37735
| Rolled 6, 18, 24, 83 = 131 (4d100) |
Name: Lord Vladimire
Age: 60
Origin Story: born to magically gifted parents who immigrated to texas from britain, he was taught the ways of magic, but his father abused both himself and his mother, leaving him with deep scars in childhood. he looked into black magic at an early age in secret, further festering the growing evil in his heart. when his father killed his mother by beating her, furious he killed his own father with his a forbidden spell, the death thunderbolt, which drains the life out of whoever it strikes.
from that day on he would grow to become one of the most notorious figures in magical society, taking the name Vladimire, and gathering an army of cultists and amassing in yet more dark magic. his trademark use of electromagic combined with black magic earned him the title of the "Lighting-DeathLord"
Vladimire is one of the few surviving members D.O.O.M. He was also notorious as being absent, missing very many meetings of D.O.O.M as he had been devoted much of his time trying to hunt down Waldough Whaters, the only person to ever escape him, and prophesied to be the Chosen One who will defeat him. this saved his life, as he was not there to be destroyed with the rest of D.O.O.M., but he also lost most of his followers to the skeleton attack.
he has returned to gather his strength again, and vows that no skeleton will get in the way of him finding and killing "the Child who Hid."
Blood Type: None
Signature Color: Lavender
Domain: somewhere in Texas
Superpowers: [B-List Super Sorcery], [B-List Electricity Control], [C-List Electricity Resistance]
Structures: Ley Node, [V.U. Mobility], [Brineborn Nest] [Empowered Scrying Tower]
Equipment: [Dark Lord's Cloak], [Dark Lord's Wand], [7 Magical Batteries][Scuba Gear][Harpoon Gun][Brineborn Allies] [Nice Yacht][Small Boat Squadron][EVIL Wax][Strange Mermaid Trident][1 Jazzbarge Wreckage][5 Skeleton Scrap][Rot Siren P.R. Float Wreck]
Followers: [3 Death Beaters][12 Novice Death Beaters][Wendigo Tribe][Brineborn Allies][8 Rot Sirens][2 Zombie Platoon][The Bokor][Beau LaCroix]
Training: [Amphibious Combat Tactics]
Weakness: [Waldough Whaters And The Shocking Susceptibility] - You are one of the last surviving members of D.O.O.M, the Distinguished Order Of Malefactors. Your dark power is hindered, of course, by the existence of Waldough Whaters, a fleet-footed yet courageous boy. You are at a drastic penalty to interactions with Superheros or innocent folk. Roll an additional unmodified 1d100 per turn: this represents what Waldough is up to as he eludes your grasp…
Health: Wounded
#1-2 Lord Vladimire continues to meditate, amplifying his knowledge and power of the Dark Arts 22/25
#3-4 the dark wizards would fix the focus, and tell the mindflayer to be more refined and try once more on the boy, leaving the girl as a failsafe. if all else failed, they would use a more manual method, hooking their memories into a crystal ball to see what the children had seen. they needed to review their memories to learn what they had learned about Whaters 3/4
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e0fca3 No.37779
| Rolled 83, 40, 5 = 128 (3d100) |
>>37623
Health: [Lightly Fried Fish Filet]
Luckily, a shred of a second is all I need.
An energy shield only needs to be up for an instant to run off opposing momentum, and then I'm free to push forward.
This goddamn skeleton has fought far too long. It's time to end this.
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e0fca3 No.38045
| Rolled 71, 9, 58 = 138 (3d100) |
>>37619
Name: The Shroud
Age: Time Immemorial
Origin Story: Here since the beginning, the invasion and overthrow of the governments by the robots disturb its slumber. Actually really intelligent and has decided to pose as a super villain to gain more power.
Blood Type: Lcl
Signature Color: Dark Black
Domain: Redding
Superpowers: [B-List Super Strength]; [A-List Super A.T Shield]; [A-List Regeneration], [Max Limbs (8)]; [D-List Spook-Vision]; [C-List S2 Cross Bomb]
Weakness: [Horror From Beyond] - You inspire dread and fear in everyday people. Good luck getting followers or allies.
Equipment: Spoon Collection; [Billie's Bounce Core]
Followers: [The LOBBRs (League Of Bargain Bin Rejects)]
Renown: C-List.
1-3; Back down with shield up and back up before making escape north to continue taking skelletron land. If not allowed to leave, head straight for miss moscovia and devour her
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e0fca3 No.38059
| Rolled 24, 54, 96 = 174 (3d100) |
>>38045
The Mastermind lets out a huge sigh of relief. "Thank fuck. . .EVERYBODY STAND DOWN, LET HIM GO."
That was going to be a nasty ass fight that nobody but fucking skeleton Prime would have won.
>Name: The Mastermind
>Age: At least 100
>http://pastebin.com/jqJPHFCr
>>Blood Type: AB+
>>Signature Color: Dark Red
>>Domain: New Mexico
>>Superpowers: [Super Intellect], [D-List Device Invention] [Awesome Scar] [B-List Entropy] [D-List Sonic Blast (Rock-N-Roll)][D-List Super Singing]
1-3. "Everybody take a fucking breather then start hauling ass."
Find the wounded. Get medical supplies for them and Mrs. Moscovia
Salvage all the battlefield shit.
Demon battle stuff.
Skeleton battle stuff.
There was the remains of TWO armies here.
LOOT THE BATTLEFIELD. Of anything. . .and everything.
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e0fca3 No.38072
>>37633
>>37636
With a trembling surge of magic, the spirit tore open a scremaing portal to the nether-realm, uncovering a hellish landscape of screaming demons, flayed bodies, churning lava and cracking whips. But it was not Hell that it went; rather, it was to the astral plane, a whirling dreamscape of white sands, lavender skies and undulating currents of raw magical power. Here, similar to the Chaos Wilds, magic ran free… he would have an easy font of power from which to draw upon more powerful spells, so that he could, perhaps, recuperate… regroup…
"Enough."
An object of pure, icy pain plunged itself into the spirit's host, gripping hard at the heart– or, rather, at the spirit's own essence. It looked in terror to see Prime, purple eyes glinting maliciously in the strange light, his magical arm firmly embedded in the flesh and blood of its host. Try as it might to weave a spell, force a movement, squeak out a noise, it was no use; it could only watch with dread as Prime slowly, painfully peeled it away from the magical bonds keeping it within its home of blood and bone.
"You disappoint me. Had you truly expected to subvert my powers with such a pathetic trick? I walk with the strongest magi on Earth." A shuddering wave of white light as the spirit was torn fully from its host, hoisted into the air in its true form, a vaguely humanoid vestige of whirling chaos.
"None can oppose me. Certainly not you." Prime lazily flicked the wrist of his other hand, still hidden beneath his cloak, and the battered, gasping form of spirit's former host stopped with a sickening crunch emanating from his skull. "And soon, I will expand my dominion across the multiverse. All dimensions, all shards, all will kneel before Prime.
"It is such a shame," Prime hissed, magical energy gathering in his clenched fist, "that you will not -exist- to bear witness."
In a final explosion of blinding blue light and raw chaos, Prime detonated the pure magic keeping the spirit bound together. Sand turned to bogwater and brick and blood, the air materialized into a thousand different gasses, and the inert form of Kaza'kazdun's host was transfigured into something at once inorganic and monstrous as Prime unmade the very metaphysical bonds that kept the spirit of magic together.
Kaza'kazdun was no more.
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e0fca3 No.38073
>>37635
1/2. Ben and Jerry leap into the fray and, wielding very -powerful- ice cream scoopers, dismantle the invading Skeleton squad, with backup from the Lieutenants, of course. The scuffle only takes a few minutes at the most, and by the end of it, Hench's hideout is wrecked, but the skeletons lie in a heap on the floor, dismantled.
Gain [5 Skeleton Scrap].
Gain [5 Skeleton Laser Rifles].
Ben and Jerry experience 2/5
3. B-List Mook Summoning 4/10
>>37639
Powers: A-list Cat Allergies, C-List Adaptation, D-List Power Absorption, D-List Cat Combat
Weakness: [Cat] - You are a cat. A super-powered cat with a certain level of uncanny cunning, but… a cat nonetheless. You are unable to take many actions such as diplomatic endeavors, gaining followers, and anything involving opposable thumbs.
>>37666
1. At long last, Frankensteen and Richards have constructed the ultimate in laser-robot technology: Lasersteen MK. 1, equipped with high-power fluoride lasers, laser-saturated hull blades, laser emitters that shoot blade-shaped lasers, "blood" consisting of lasers in optic-fiber veins, a pair of industrial strength fire-extinguishers and armor equivalent to a heavy battle tank.
Gain [Lasersteen], who has [A-List Lasers], [A-List Blade Combat] and [B-List Invulnerability]
2. Greater Psionic Resistance 8/18. Bob makes leaps and bounds worth of progress. His stalwart will rallies his populace!
3. You march east, and your march is further galvanized by your impressive display of willpower and heroics. You take quite a bit of land.
>>37671
1. Robo-Janitor Foundry 3/8. Kenny begins drafting preliminary designs for the new 'bots!
2. Psionic Crystal Integration 4/10. You begin the very delicate, very careful process of examining and, perhaps, integrating one of the maligned purple-pink crystals that power the skeletons. The Psychonaut helps you in this endeavor.
3. A-List Staff Combat 4/18. Scrufftron finds some skeletons to hone his skills on.
They're actual skeletons. Of bone. They don't fight back much.
>>37735
1/2. Vladimire's meditative trance is rudely interrupted by noises from further down in his University….
3/4. Finally, the pair of dark sorcerers tap into the minds of the two children, blitzing through memories and thoughts like a Ugandan wizard snorts corpse powder. An onslaught of information hits them: the withered form of Thimblefor, the clockwork-and-scar face of Crazy-Tongue Corby, the angst-filled face of notable werewolf-wizard Louis Garou, and Waldough himself… it seems that they are preparing a magical weapon the likes of which could destroy the Dark Lord– but they must do so in secret! The Wizard community is torn, half of them wanting to use this weapon to destroy Skeleton Prime, and the other half, the half you're more familiar with, has, with absolutely -no- mention of you, expressed their desire to hand the weapon -over- to prime so that he may spare wizardkind…
The nerve of them! IGNORING the power and prestige of the Lightning-Death Lord? Preparing a wand of Rubber, caked in Leyline Dust, enchanted with Fuccumency, to strike any foe down? This must be stopped… and now the Lightning Death Lord has a location: East. Northeast!
(Need I remind you that the fourth roll is NOT A ROLL THAT YOU CAN ADD TO YOUR NORMAL ROLLS, it is COMPLETELY INDEPENDENT. I have been lenient since it doesn't really matter if you're focusing on waldough already but keep this in mind in the future)
>>37720
Lord Deadly and his cohorts storm the castle, bathing it in a tide of gunfire. Deadly himself speeds up the makeshift ramparts and plants himself firmly upon the top of the wall, striking and smiting skeleton after skeleton with unnatural speed.
In due course, he speeds over to the gatehouse and cranks the gate open, letting his small but dedicated band of Survivors flood through and begin trading bullet for laser with the Baron's lackeys…
Even as Deadly sprints across the rooftops to reach the Baron's keep, the Brass bruiser strides into view, holding his great steam-sword aloft and screaming a challenge.
"YOU RETURN ONCE MORE? YOU WANT TO -DIE-? THAT CAN BE SO EASILY ARRANGED!"
With that, the Baron activated his steam jetpack and began hurtling toward Lord Deadly!
>>37598
1/2. Unfortunately, attempts at turning the resonator into a powerfist fall flat. There's just no way to really build a workable design with the -curve- of the resonator's concrete-destroying tip as it is!
3. Work on the lab goes smoothly as well, as much of Eva's time is taken up by refinement of her Resonator. Grand Tech Lab 3/8
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e0fca3 No.38075
>>37691
1/2/3. Miss Moscovia retreated to recover and heal… only to be pleasantly surprised when the Shroud began to retreat, running away back towards its domain…
You are now [Lightly Wounded].
Gain A-List Super Strength when in Giant Form. A-List Endurance 16/20
YOUR RENOWN IS NOW B-LIST.
>>37726
1/2/3. Hank and his boys raised their weapons, let out their warcries and let loose a hail of gun-and-particle fire upon the Shroud, who, seeing the sheer opposition laid out before it, began to put up its formidable shield and scurry away, back North, far from your lands…
You still have the Doxy core, though.
Because you didn't POST YOUR FUCKING SHEET I cannot award you your combat goodies at this time. Post your fucking sheet next turn and you will get them then.
>>38045
1/2/3. Although Hank's forces do open right up on you during your retreat, you manage to scuffle out without too much trouble… your former "allies" hold no objection…
Gain A-List Super Strength. Gain B-List S2 Cross Bomb.
YOUR RENOWN IS NOW B-LIST.
>>38059
1/2/3. As the Shroud pulls back, the Mastermind begins shouting out orders to scavenge. And scavenge your troops certainly do!
Gain 100 Skeleton Scrap. Gain 40 Skeleton Laser Rifles. Gain 1 [Skeleton War Barge Wreck]. Gain 1 [Skeleton Carrier Barge Wreck]. Gain 10 [Jazzhulk Wrecks]. These can be distributed at your leisure among you rallies as a free action.
Gain B-List Sonic Blast [Rock-N-Roll]. Gain B-List Super Singing.
YOUR RENOWN IS NOW B-LIST.
The [ROCK STAR] is now [Damaged].
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e0fca3 No.38077
>>37779
>>37688
>>37689
>>37690
As the skeletal hit-squad opened up on Pulse, there was a great shuddering and cracking from the earth. Dragoon tore great spikes of stone and dirt from the ground, skewering all Skeletal combatants even as Pulse laid down a withering wave of energy, safe from behind his energy shield. On cue, Pulse's team and Dragoon's survivors took places behind barricades and palisades of rock and metal, letting loose a deluge of powers and bullets onto both Q2 and the few remaining Skeleton Praetorians that had not collapsed into slag from Pulse's energy blasts.
As the Supreme Overcommander raised his trumpet to his "lips", he found himself wrapped up tight in the Hell-Rider's chain. With an uproarious laugh, the demonic bruiser swung his skeletal victim around like a wrecking ball, slamming him this way and that into debris and oncoming shards of stone and earth. He nimbly danced around oncoming blasts of psionic force and sonic screams, and only grinned at Q2's increasingly erratic resistance.
Amid the confusing jumble of powers and pain, Pulse's eyes widened as he conjured up his most powerful blast yet. He sent this one hurtling right towards Hell-Rider, a crackling bolt of white destruction, and the demon-man saw what he was going for. With a chuckle, he uppercut Q2 high into the air and brought him down, hard, towards the ground, slamming into Pulse's blast an instant before meeting with the spike-covered earth, creating a magnificent explosion of white light and dust.
Hell-Rider shook dirt off of his form and reeled Q2 in. The machine was half-melted, with hints of blackened bone showing beneath cybernetics and molten gold. His eyes flickered feebly, and when the chain coil relaxed around him he only fell to the blasted remnants of his knees, unable to do anything else.
Hell-Rider hefted his "axe" in two hands, shooting a fang-filled grin as he brought it up high, and as he brought it down, he could have sworn that he heard Q2 say something.
"No… no, you -wouldn't-…"
Whoever wouldn't do whatever was anyone's guess, for with one mighty swing of his instrument, Hell-Rider pulverized Q2's skull and was knocked several feet back by the resultant blast of purple energy and raw psionic fury, dispelling the dust cloud before whipping away into nothingness…
Supreme Overcommander Quartet 2, Trumpet Wraith, was dead.
HELL-RIDER: Gain [B-List Guitar Combat]. Gain [C-List Chain Combat]. Your renown is now C-List.
PULSE: Since you didn't POST YOUR GODDAMN SHEET I cannot give you your combat rewards this turn. Post them next turn and you will receive them.
DRAGOON: Gain A-List Metal Manipulation. Gain B-List Super Strength.
Your renown is now A-List.
YOU THREE DECIDE WHO KEEPS Q2'S BROKEN, HALF-DESTROYED CORPSE.
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e0fca3 No.38079
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