This is the thread for the pending mission being run by Bront. The thread title will change once the mission begins.

In addition to any normal IC post you may make I request that your first post have a link to your character sheet (Yeah, I know not that hard to find, but good habit to get into) in it, any disadvantages or complications you may have, and any other notes you feel I should be aware of.

I expect 4-6 heroes, and hope that they'll be able to post at least twice a week, but more is always better.

When posting, please color your text with a different color than everyone else, and feel free to use line/paragraph breaks to break up chunks of your documents.

Also, familiarize yourself with the usage of SBLOCK and SPOILER. I use SBLOCKs more often, particularly to hide OOC comments or for items for specific people only.

The Briefing will begin when enough people have filed into the room.

Currently in the adventure:
CPU
Kid Dinosaur
Ice
Turret
Hummingbird
Highbrow

The Briefing Room has a long table with chairs of various sizes in it, as well as several monitors lined accross the wall. A note scrolls across the screens that Ms. Penny will be with you shortly to commence the briefing.

CPU enter teh room and look around. "Nobody!" He sits down and wait for the other to come.

Chip pokes his head into the room, a little uncertain as to what to expect. Seeing it mostly empty, he enters and takes a seat across the table from CPU. He sets his half-consumed Pepsi and a bag of Cheetos on the table in front of him.

"Do you think food is allowed in here?" he says. "I didn't see any signs by the door."



Kid Dinosaur character sheet (http://www.enworld.org/showpost.php?p=2722597&postcount=9)

Complications - age.

OOC: I haven't abandoned you guys, there's a new character down the pipeline, and there are 2 others approved who aren't around. Plus Keia might get his up soon. It's likely this adventure won't start till after the new year, but you both are in :)

"There is that no smoking policy, I havn't heard about no food policy." replies CPU. While waiting, CPU hack one of the monitor and starts to navigate on the net to takes news about the eathquake.

The door to the briefing room opens again, and a pretty girl who looks rather out of place walks in. She has purple and black hair, violet eyes(which knowing supers might or might not be real), leather pants that look painted on, and a black mid-drift with rock goddess in red letters across the chest. "So this is the place is it?" she asks chip, droping into a chair with her legs hanging over one of the arms.

Ice (http://www.enworld.org/showpost.php?p=2791202&postcount=20)
*Bront you said I was approved as far as you were concerned, and your the one running the game...

OOC: Yup, you're good, haven't been able to post it yet. Technicaly you needed to enter through the ready lounge, but not a big deal, since no one is there.

Cedric, while scanning the net for more information, doesn't turn the head. "All depend if you are here for the briefing or the rock show. I think the show is in the stadium two block from here..."

"Wow that was like really brainy, seeing someone and just assuming you know like anything about them, thats just like MENSA level dumb. Hopefully your brain just takes awhile to get into gear or something, otherwise this mission is soo not looking good." the girl retorts, rolling her eyes to chip with a sigh.

CPU turns and look at the newcomers. "I don't assume to know anything about you, but with your style, you would fit pretty well in the crowd of a rock show. And it is one thing to be kidding (and it happen to everyone to throw bad jokes), it is another throw insult."

Chip watches the two banter back and forth while making sure his mouth remains too full of Cheetos to say anything.

So which one of them is doing the insults and who's doing the bad joking? he thinks to himself. I sure hope there's an adult going on this mission...

"Then a tip to the master comedian, know your audience." Cherry says with a dismissive shrug. "I'll assume your power isn't being annoying, so what is it? Knowing it might come up at some point while we are out there doing our thing."

"I can control the electricity and the technology." says Cedric. He waves at the screens and all the screens show the different camera of the buidling. "And I know my way with computers, devices and bombs."

Tim makes his way into the room in a barely noticed fashion. Well, unobtrusive when compared with Cherry. He simply rolls up to a spot that allows his chair.

He gives a little bow to Cherry.

"Hello, ma'am. My name is Tim. Sorry, but I didn't catch your name when you came through the ready lounge."


OOC:How do you replace link with text? The little chain button didn't work for me.
http://www.enworld.org/showpost.php?p=2740596&postcount=16


Complications: Will protect minors at all costs.

OOC: [ url=<url> ] <text> [ /url ]
No spaces in the [] though.

I'll be starting this after new years, have a con to attend, and might have one or two more approvals up by then. But It will start then :)

Chip finishes off his bag of Cheetos, wads it up, and tries to shoot a basket in the waste recepticle. He misses, badly, and drags himself out of the chair to go put it away.

"So, what kind of powers do you all have?" He specifically looks toward Cherry and Tim, already knowing what CPU can do. "I can turn into dinosaurs."

Cherry looks from the kid, to the mental giant, to the guy in the wheel chair, and rolls her eyes skyward. "what are we, the villiage people?" she murmurs to herself before responding to the questions, "Cherry, my name is Cherry. I do the whole Ice thing, freezing people in ice, Ice slides, all that stuff."

Tim smiles at Chip's excitement and its stark contrast to the faux cool act of Cherry.

Cherry looks from the kid, to the mental giant, to the guy in the wheel chair, and rolls her eyes skyward. "what are we, the villiage people?"

"And what do the village people have to do with anything?" Tim says a calm smile sitting disarmingly on his features.

Cherry just sighs in reply to Tim's question, she hadn't really ment for it to be overheard, muttering being a habit, but it wasn't like it mattered anyway. "Whatever." she mutters, twirling lazily in the chair. The dyed rocker starts humming a tune that appears to be an original, at least as far as anyone can tell.

"Hummingbird," announces the cool, disembodied feminine voice of the computer. All eyes turn to the door, expecting to watch the newcomer enter as the doors begin their interminable slide open. Moments pass. Nobody enters. With varied reactions of puzzlement, disappointment, or indifference, the assemble heroes turn back to their conversations.

So how long are we going to have to sit around here waiting? There are people out there who need to be helped NOW. I HATE beaur...beura...bureo...red tape.

Hummingbird, dressed in an irridescent spandex biking suit, sits (for a brief moment) in the chair farthest from the door. He is a young man of arabic descent, olive skin and black hair and eyes, a stylish pointed goatee extending four inches from his chin.

As the others watch, he zips through the table and begins hovering in front of all of the monitors in turn, moving in a colorful blur from one to the other, none of them commanding his attention for very long.

"Sorry I'm late, by the way...there was no one in that ready room except that asian girl, and she must have been in some sort of trance, because she didn't say anything to me."

"Cherry, my name is Cherry. I do the whole Ice thing, freezing people in ice, Ice slides, all that stuff."

"Cool," Chip says. "Get it? Cool?" He chuckles to himself for a moment before realizing that his own attempt at a joke was pretty lame.

He concentrates on finishing his Pepsi until interrupted by the arrival of Hummingbird. Chip watches in amazement as the newcomer flies through the table. Something about the man's appearance reminds him of a logo he once saw at the grocery. What was it? Deviled Ham? Chip decides not to voice this observation aloud.

"Hi there," he says to the back of Hummingbird's head. "I'm Chip, or Kid Dinosaur. I can turn into dinosaurs."

"Hi there," he says to the back of Hummingbird's head. "I'm Chip, or Kid Dinosaur. I can turn into dinosaurs."[/QUOTE]

Hummingbird rotates in spot, appearing for a moment to have two faces. He crosses in the blink of an eye to hover in front of Chip, a trail of his afterimages fading in the eyes of those watching him.

"Really? That's got to be really useful. Anything small? There may be people who need rescuing in tight areas in that earthquake. I'll bet you could find them easily," he says to the young boy. He darts back a few paces and seems to vibrate. "I'm a teleporter. Well, maybe. I don't know. They know I can disappear and reappear, and I can do it really fast...but so far, I've only been able to move about half-an-inch at a time. It lets me do some pretty neat stuff, like this."

Hummingbird passes through the table again, then stops just outside the edge of it, grabs it, and flies with it to the ceiling.

"The best thing is, I can make it LOOK like I'm really strong." He smiles and sets the table back down. "So, are we going to do this? Temper fu...Tepid funn...Time flies. Oh, I'm Ali, by the way, Ali Kassem. But you can call me Alex."

"Hi" says Cedric to the two last newcomers. "My name Cedric, but you can call me CPU, it's my old military codename." Cedric continue to scan the internet on the TV screen he hacked, trying to find more information on the earthquake. "Informations are coming one drop at a time... I can't hardly find anything else than what CNN told."

"Really? That's got to be really useful. Anything small? There may be people who need rescuing in tight areas in that earthquake. I'll bet you could find them easily," he says to the young boy.

"Oh, sure," Chip says. "Most people don't know this, but most dinosaurs weren't any bigger than your average dog. But most of those ones were pretty boring."

Chip stands up and, in a flash of white light, transforms into a raptor. It's not unlike those from Jurassic Park fame, only smaller. "Pretty cool, huh?" he says in his own adolescent voice, which is disturbingly out of place coming from the fang-filled maw of the small dinosaur.

In rapid-fire succession, Kid Dinosaur flashes through a number of different shapes including a number of tiny lizards, a giant dragonfly, and ending with a saber-toothed cat which is about the size of an adult lion.

"As long as it's pre-historic, I can do it," he says with giddy pride. He changes back to his normal human form and drops into his chair. His look around the room suggests that he's waiting for the others to be awed and impressed.

OOC: HighBrow should be joining us shortly, and we'll start :) Thanks for being patient.

"Wow, that shapeshifting could be a lot of fun, but your a little young to know what I'm talking about." Cherry tells Chip, smirking. She looks arund the room, wondering exactly how many people were on the Resolutes, and wondering if she was the only female, and more to the point how many more people were coming before they got started.

"Does anyone even know how much longer til we get started? The earthquake isn't much likely to undo itself."

Highbrow: uninjured, 6 HP

Highbrow enters Briefing Room B and gives the occupants an almost dismissive nod.
He takes a seat at the end of the table. "I am aware there is protocol to refer to each-other by Codename. While I find the habit somewhat vexatious, you may address me colloquially as Highbrow. I am familiar with each of your files so you may eschew the introductions as I find such pleasantries tedious." He turns to Cedric "There will be some superfluousness with our abilities CPU, but I am sure your Electrokinesis should still prove to be servicable."

Character Sheet (http://www.enworld.org/showpost.php?p=2743637&postcount=15)

Complications:
Tactless/No social compass

"Yeah, I thought about it. I suppose I won't be sent in sector where there is a full power shut down. But there might be some sector where electrical cable have been cut and still got some power in it. Pretty dangerous for the common person, but I can handle that easily. I also thought I could just build a simple device that would allow us to detect anyone still alive in a small radius. It might help us to find people who are stuck under fallen buildings."

Cherry's purple eye brow rises at Highbrow's less then tactful entrance... it was interesting to say the least, "If he's highbrow then I'm the bloody Queen of Sheba." Cherry mutters, sounding highly amused. She shakes her head, wondering if the guy was going out of his way to sound creepy, she definitely was non-plussed with having a file and Highbrow's feeling of entitlement to reading it. "Whatever, lets just get going."

Ms. Penny enters the briefing room bearing a tablet and pen exactly 1 hour after the call came out for heroes, as promised.

"Good morning Ladies and Gentilemen, I am Ms. Penny." She says, and taps a few things on her notepad. Various screens come up, detailing potential epicenters, areas effected by the earthquake, estimated damage figures, and a picture and profile of one General Greenberg. "As you are no doubt aware, there was an earthquake less than two hours ago in Los Angeles of an incredable magnitude. While the task force has not been directly contacted, we are going to send you out as assistance in our first public mission to help assist in any way needed. This will be a public relations mission, so we need you to do your best to represent the Resolutes well. You will leave shortly, and contact General Greenberg as to what assistance can be provided."

"However, that is not the entire extent of your mission. Given the increased activities of supers out there, you are to investigate the earthquake itself if you can, as well as any other strange incidents in the area. While we are unaware of anyone who could cause a disaster of this magnitude, it is quite likely that there could be supers taking advantage of the situation for their own personal gain. Our first mission is to the people of Los Angeles, but noting super activity could prove to be just as vital."

She pauses and looks around "Any question?"

Cedric listen. Once Ms Penny finish her briefing, Cedric starts to asks his questions. "What will be the logistic? I suppose we will be sent on one fo those jets in the hangar, but once there, we will stay together or we will split into smaller group? Who will be in charge of the operations? In which area we will be drop? I suppose we will be feed with any update of the situation by our commlink. How frenquent we will be updated and at which frequence we have to report to you? Will it be able to have the support of some organization or will we be on our own and we will have to find support on the site?"

OOC: Which skill would be the best to evaluate the structure of a building, to know what are the risk of the remains falling down?

"So I guess shopping spree is out of the question, huh?" Cherry jokes, "I'd assume local Emergency Services as well as all of the EMS from the State and probably the surrounding states are going to be there doing there, it sort of begs the question what exactly we are suppoused to do, is this going to be a photo shoot, or are we actually going to be getting in the way of the proffesionals by trying to help?" she asks dryly.

"Hmmm...I guess that means I don't get to eat anyone," Chip says. "I'm sure I can help with moving rubble, though. And a few of my forms have an incredible sense of smell."

Highbrow's entrance was interesting yet nothing past the scope of the other folks in the room. The apparent lack of any kind of formal training in dicipline and as an extension combat had set his teeth on edge. Cedric had claimed military operations as part of his past but hadn't showed anything like a soldier's demeanor.

That's why it came as a shock when CPU had all of the correct questions. Chip's comment caught his attention.

"We'll have to be careful about moving rubble, Chip. The buildings won't be in the best shape."

"Hmmm...I guess that means I don't get to eat anyone," Chip says. "I'm sure I can help with moving rubble, though. And a few of my forms have an incredible sense of smell."

"You and I will probably be best for locating and moving people, Chip," says Hummingbird. "I can move through the rocks to find people and if the rocks aren't too big, I can move them. Of course, I'm no engineer, so I guess that's where Highbrow and the professionals come in. It will be like the flintstones, I think."

Hummingbird chuckes at his mental picture of Highbrow sitting atop Kid Dinosaur like the cartoons he watched as a very young child. He smiles to himself, oblivious of the stares he's drawing for his inapproprite laughter at this not-at-all funny moment.

He turns and grins at Ice. "We're definitely NOT going to be window dressing today." His attention wanders from Ice, talking, but not to anyone in particular, at least not that they can tell. "So, do we really get a jet? How fast does it go? Who gets to drive? I wonder if I'm faster...?"

"Well, your skills will be able to offer assistance that was not possable before. Idealy, you'll be togeather as a team, but you can split up as needed. You can report in if you find anything significant, but otherwise your job is to assist untill the extent of your special abilities will not be of any additional assistance than conventional means. As for working with organizations, we will leave the logistics of that to General Greenwall, who will be coordinating all the effors. As for who's in charge, well, we can leave that up to you to figure out amonst yourselves."

Ms. Penny looks at Cherry "This is definately not a photo shoot, though the public relations aspect of this is not to be overlooked. You are indeed needed to help in any way your assistance can be used. Plus, you are all uniquely prepared if there is any super activity in the area to investigate it."

"A Viginant should be done being preped for you once we are done here, and one of the pilots will bring you promptly to where the General is setting up his emergancy responce headquarters. You should be there in a matter of hours."

"Any more questions?"

OOC: Craft: Structure, Knowledge: Archatecture or Physical Science, Notice, Investigate all of which should help in determining building structure stability. Some will work better than others, but I'm flexable.

Cedric nods at Turret as he answer Chip "For the building, I've worked a few year in buidling demolition. My demolition expertise from my military service have been applied to urban renewal. I must tell I was supervised by a civil engineer but I still know a few things."

As Ms Penny finish, CPU hack a few screen on the wall and display the files of each person in the room. "I've been looking at everyone skills. I would suggest to let Cherry do the PR. She has some experience in it. For taking the lead, I don't see anything in these files that show one is over the other in this matter. Most likely, someone will show the skill when it will be needed, but I would like to have someone named before we drop."

"I would like to have a few electrical component on the jet. If you can just ship a small palm with some thermal and medical sensors and also a X-Ray projector and captor. You must have some of those part in your inventory to repair the different device of the infirmary. I would like to build a simple gadget to help us to find people in the rumble. Turret, Highbrow, I might need your support to finish it in time, if you don't mind."

OOC: I don't have my book underhand, but does the Super-Sense Detect allow to detect items even throught matter? Depending on the time we have, I would like to have: Detect(Living Creature), Accurate(To know the exact position), Extended(To have a better range), Acute(To be able to identify what is the living creature), X-Ray Vision(To have a clear view of the victim). That would make 8pp device if I am right, which might be a bit too much for the trip. Could I applied the duration flaw to lower the pp cost? I would lower it to Concentration, so I might have a chance to finish it before landing. Maybe, if I can expect the device to be good enough for all the expected duration of the mission, I might spend a HP to have it build faster. Can Turret and Highbrow assit on the rolls needed to create the device?

Highbrow; uninjured, 6hp

Highbrow ignored the others reactions to his entrance. He was accostomed to a certain amount of disregard of his vast genius. He listened almost absently to the briefing given by Ms. Penny. He remained silent until CPU addressed him directly. "A broadband bioscanner should be fairly simple to construct. But filtering the reciever to discern only human bio-signs may be problematic. I do recall some published papers on the subject. I will also download schematics of floorplans of the buildings in the area which will assist in our search and rescue attempts also schematics of the sewer and electrical systems should be prudent." OOC: Datalink to download said schematics and commit them to memory via Eidetic Memory.

"I didn't thought to have a human signature detector, but more broader detector. Biothermal signature is specific enough to be detected if you have a good enough CPU doing the distinction between two thermal signature. There is an open source code on the web that is used by some robotician who doing some competitions. A tweak or two to the code and I'll be able to use it for the detector, but I'll need hands to build it while I tweak the code"

OOC: Ok, I've read it again, and it took a lot much more time than I though (I was thinking a rough 1 hour per point, not 5), so wathever I choose, it will take too much time. I'll spend a HP on the jet to build it. Here the build I want:

Detect(Life)[Free Action, Ranged] 3pp
Accurate(Detect) 2pp
Extended(Detect) 1pp
Radius(Detect) 1pp
Total: 7pp
DC: 10 + 7(cost) + 5(hurry) = 22 (hmmm.... with only +8, it won't be an easy roll, hope I can have those two assist, raising my chance over 50%, too bad I have only 1 HP.)

OOC:Erm, what exactly is in these files that you guys are reffering to? I mean thats OOC stuff, I can see a little information about powers, and name, but with some things, they wouldn't really be talked about IC. I mean Officially Cherry is a 17 year old that has recently graduated from High School, and is enrolled part time at a College of Music. She is pretty personable (Diplomacy/Bluff +12), when she wants to be, and rather attractive(feat), but neither of those things are likely to be listed in an official file somewhere (not unless a law suit is wanted, you just don't put into a woman's file whether or not she is attractive, and especially not if she is not 18). So Bront, just how much of our characters stats are listed in these files, I mean it sort of breaks suspension of disbelief if people whip out their character sheets and compare skill ranks in character.

Its possible that Cherry might be listed as a lead singer/guitarist for a band thats good enough to make a living on tour, but music being what it is, its doubtful that anyone not in the local music scene would know who they were, or know that she is even in a band. This isn't to say she would refuse to do PR or that she thinks she isn't the best person for it, just wondering whether anyone else would actually know it.

"If you rig a set of IR binoculors with a small computer like the inside of a cell phone, you can set the comp to look for appropriate ranges of temperature. You'd need to increase the power which will blow the processor pretty quickly. But doable. The timing'll be tight."

Tim injects his theory into the discussion with a very matter of fact tone. He sounds very compotant.

"Isn't this stuff we can deal with during the hours on the plane? People are dying and you're all talking geek speak. We've got to get out there NOW."

Hummingbird is darting around the room, unable to stand still and talk about the situation.

"If this is going to take a while, fine. I'll head out and you can catch up with me and anyone I can carry who wants to get this show on the road. If not, and we're done talking, then let's go!"

He pauses for breath and looks around expectantly, every line of his body taut and vibrating with barely suppressed action.

"You always this quick Ali?" Cherry asks suggestively, "I doubt you could get there before a jet could, and even if you did, would you know where you are needed most? Or what is that needs to be done the fastest? Don't be in such a rush, not that listening to nerds talk is a turn on or anything, but if spending 5 minutes figuring things out now saves an hour or two down the line, its worth it. Besides, if they are prepping the Valiant now, then rushing here just to wait there would be stupid, right?"

"Quickshot does have a point though," Cherry says, turning to the trio of 'nerds'. "Get what you need to build your little toy, but don't take your time doing it." she says, sliding her communicator into her ear. "If the three of you head out now, you can meet us in the hangarwith your toys, and we'll pass on any other information we get." the teenager says, sounding surprisingly level headed and authoritative inspite of her appearance (Diplomacy +12).

"You can see what gear will be available on site, but we do not have any additional equipment here." Ms Penny says.

HighBrow is able to get some schematics, but it seems many are unavailable due to the servers being down.

OOC: Publicly accessable files would simply have a brief outlet on known abilities, as well as other easily accessable background info. However, known abilities would include skills. Anything beyond that would not be in any publicly accessable file.

Cedric nods at Cherry. He stands up. "Meet you at the hangar. Highbrow, Turret?" He leaves the room. (OOC: Supposing Highbrow and Turret follow) "Ok, I'll go the medical quater and find all the sensors I'll need." He takes a paper and write down a few ftp website with filenames. "I'll need those files, and take any other files you judge usefull and put them on any hard medium you found. HD, CD, DVD... I don't care, I think the jet have everything to read them. You can do it Highbrow? I'll need a palm with a high quality screen, and anything to upgrade his performance. Can you find that Turret? Nice, let's meet at the hangar."

OOC: OK, I might have gone a bit too far. I saw someone refering to those file before and conclude I could access to it too. I was not expecting to have complete description of the characters, but at least the big line. Between the ex-military demolition specialist he is, a con artist, an underground rock star, a highschool kid, a techno ex-ranger and a techno prodigy, I would put the rock star in first, and the con artist in second (without looking the stats...).

I'll watch myself a bit more before assuming what is possible and not. Thanks to remind it to me. And anywa, I think you just prove my point with your last post :)

OOC: Publicly accessable files would simply have a brief outlet on known abilities, as well as other easily accessable background info. However, known abilities would include skills. Anything beyond that would not be in any publicly accessable file.

OOC: Highbrow has "Well-Informed" so I figured I could roleplay out the fact that I checked out everyones character sheets. Combined with his Eidetic Memory and Fairly good Gather Info, he prolly will know the Codenames and Powers of all of his team-mates.

OOC: Highbrow has "Well-Informed" so I figured I could roleplay out the fact that I checked out everyones character sheets. Combined with his Eidetic Memory and Fairly good Gather Info, he prolly will know the Codenames and Powers of all of his team-mates.
OOC: I have no problem with that. It seems appropriate.

OOC: I have no problem with that. It seems appropriate.

OOC: All of this OOC talk makes me wonder if we shouldn't have an OOC thread so that this one doesn't get too cluttered? I didn't mean to attack anyone just wanted the extent of everything to be clarified by a judge was all.

"You always this quick Ali?" Cherry asks suggestively, "I doubt you could get there before a jet could, and even if you did, would you know where you are needed most? Or what is that needs to be done the fastest? Don't be in such a rush, not that listening to nerds talk is a turn on or anything, but if spending 5 minutes figuring things out now saves an hour or two down the line, its worth it. Besides, if they are prepping the Valiant now, then rushing here just to wait there would be stupid, right?"

"Quickshot does have a point though," Cherry says, turning to the trio of 'nerds'. "Get what you need to build your little toy, but don't take your time doing it." she says, sliding her communicator into her ear. "If the three of you head out now, you can meet us in the hangarwith your toys, and we'll pass on any other information we get." the teenager says, sounding surprisingly level headed and authoritative inspite of her appearance (Diplomacy +12).

"I'm only this fast when it helps to be," Ali flirts back, smiling at her boldness even as he resents her fairly successful attempt to manipulate him. "When you live your life at 500 mph, you tend to grow a bit impatient at delays. Besides, you should listen more carefully: I said you all could pick me up on the way."

Hummingbird smiles to take away some of the snideness from his comments. He takes a deep breath and rises a few inches above the ground, beginning to blur around the edges, almost as if he's vibrating...which, in a sense, he is.

"If we're going to meet these guys in the hanger, then I'll meet you there. You can catch me up on whatever I need to know in the Valiant. I know I'm not going to be the brains of this operation, and I'm feeling a bit cramped in here. I've got to stretch my wings, so to speak. If you need me, well, I'm sure Highbrow can get ahold of me."

Hummingbird blurs over to a floor-plan map, the type that seems to be ubiquitous in government buildings. Once he has his bearings and knows where the hanger is in relationship to where he is now, he tosses one last smile and a wink at Ice before rocketing through the ceiling and out of the building.

Seconds later, his head reappears, upside down through the ceiling.

"Oh, and I caught that 'Quickshot' comment, too...don't get used to it." He grins and vanishes again.

"Yeah, i'll get right on that."

Tim rolls himself out the door and towards the bay to grab the things he needs and suit up.

This is gonna be one hell of a time.

Chip gets the sense that there isn't much left to be said in the meeting. All the talk of electronic equipment, while fascinating, goes well over his head.

"I guess I'll just go pack and head to the hanger," he says.

Chip swings by his personal quarters, where he stuffs a single change of clothes in his backpack. He then makes a stop in the Ready Lounge to get the rest of the essentials - Cheetoes, teriyaki beef jerky, Butterfinger bars, and half a dozen bottles of Pepsi. He looks warily at a bowl of fruit sitting in the kitchen area, twitches once, and reluctantly packs an apple.

He then goes off in search of the hanger, or someone who looks like they're headed that way.

The hanger located underground and is currently occupied by one Vigilant that is nearly complete with all the preperations for take off. A few of the ground crew scramble around attending to the final details. The roof looks like it will roll or fold away to allow the plane to take off and likely land. In fact, the entire setup is similar to a large aircraft carrier, complete with a loading ramp for the Vigilant to bring it into place. Knowing the number of Vigilants the task force has access to, this is likely just one of several hangers.

A man in a flight suit is going over a checklist with one of the grounds crew, and looks fairly satisfied.

Cedric nods at Cherry. He stands up. "Meet you at the hangar. Highbrow, Turret?" He leaves the room. (OOC: Supposing Highbrow and Turret follow) "Ok, I'll go the medical quater and find all the sensors I'll need." He takes a paper and write down a few ftp website with filenames. "I'll need those files, and take any other files you judge usefull and put them on any hard medium you found. HD, CD, DVD... I don't care, I think the jet have everything to read them. You can do it Highbrow? I'll need a palm with a high quality screen, and anything to upgrade his performance. Can you find that Turret? Nice, let's meet at the hangar."

Highbrow looks somewhat insulted. "An 8 year old could do that. I have deduced the specifications that you need from what you have written down and am already building applicable programs that you will find superior to those you specified."

OOC: Datalink to the laptop in his briefcase. Take 10 Computer Roll of 30

"Unless you have anything else for us Ms. Penny, I think we'll head out now." Cherry tells the woman, getting up. The teen waits long enough for any response, and then heads out to the hanger. She sighed, and rolled her eyes as she moved along the corridor, wondering why it was that people were listening to her when obviously she wasn't the smartest, was the youngest, excluding the tween, and she was wearing some rather revealing clothes, and most likely inappropiate clothes. "Gotta be the clothes." she mutters shaking her head amusedly.

Cherry heads down to the hanger, and towards the pilot, "I'll let yo know when everyones aboard, and then you can take off or whatever. Do you know about how long the flight will be so that I can get into contact with the other end and let the General know when to expect us?" she asks him.

OOC:Here is a pic of Cherry if anyone is curious. Not wearing those clothes, but you get the idea

"The General is already aware you will be on your way shortly, and we should be there in less than 3 hours from takeoff." The pilot responds, checking off the last item on the list before handing it back to a groundscrewman, who scurries off. The pilot turns and is a bit guffawed by what he sees. "Um, are you going to go dressed like that?"

"Wow, sweet jet," Chip says as he looks around for a place to stash his backpack.

"Is there an in-flight meal? Or a movie or something?"

"Wow, sweet jet," Chip says as he looks around for a place to stash his backpack.

"Is there an in-flight meal? Or a movie or something?"

As Chip stows his pack, he notices a deep purple bag already laying in a crumpled heap underneath the aisle across from him, the initials A.K. showing embroidered in glittering gold thread. He looks around for Hummingbird and through the front wind-screen, he sees the tell-tale solid line of afterimages left by Hummingbird's passage as he rockets around the hanger, investigating everything he sees, whether he knows what it's for or not.

Every few moments, Hummingbird streaks through the interior of the plane, takes a head count, then continues his exploration of his brand new home.

"Um, are you going to go dressed like that?"

"That'd be the notion, yea." Cherry says, raising a well groomed eye-brow as if to say, why whats wrong with it. "I don't know many materials that are tougher then leather, and t-shirts are like no biggie, besides, its not like I can actually feel cold or anything." the girl says with a shrug.

"That'd be the notion, yea." Cherry says, raising a well groomed eye-brow as if to say, why whats wrong with it. "I don't know many materials that are tougher then leather, and t-shirts are like no biggie, besides, its not like I can actually feel cold or anything." the girl says with a shrug.
He shrugs, "It's your reputation. You'll only be on National Television as one of the first representitives of the Resolutes, and likely to shape how you and the Resolutes are viewed for the next few years. If that's how you want to be seen, I guess that's your choice."

OOC: After Highbrow is finished building the needed programs. (I assume Computers take 10 of 30 is sufficient) he will look for info on any metahuman activity in the area. Shift his array into Precognition and try to predict probable known metahumans he could encounter in the Quake area. Then use Master Plan to start devising tactics for fighting said Metahumans.

It takes a while to gather the supplies and then get strapped into his mech but eventually Tim moves over to the jet. The door that Chip had entered just didn't seem like it would be big enough for him.

"Darn it. This thing is going to be one hell of a squeeze." Tim looked around till he found one of the flight attendents and got his attention.

"Excuse me, but how will I get in or my suit get in so I can get strapped in in the plane."

It takes a while to gather the supplies and then get strapped into his mech but eventually Tim moves over to the jet. The door that Chip had entered just didn't seem like it would be big enough for him.

"Darn it. This thing is going to be one hell of a squeeze." Tim looked around till he found one of the flight attendents and got his attention.

"Excuse me, but how will I get in or my suit get in so I can get strapped in in the plane."
The groundscrew points to the back of the jet, where a loading ramp is decended. "Right up there, there's a clamp to strap and secure it, it'll be loaded shortly."

OOC: Think more like the x-jet than a comercial liner.

Cedric appears in the hangar (literally) near a wall where is plugged some computers. He has some component in his hands and walks up to a table in the hangar. He tooks the time to change his clothing, and wear a full military suit where all the badge and symbol have been removed. Taking some tools that lies around and the components that Turret and he have brought, he starts to work on the device he had in mind.

He shrugs, "It's your reputation. You'll only be on National Television as one of the first representitives of the Resolutes, and likely to shape how you and the Resolutes are viewed for the next few years. If that's how you want to be seen, I guess that's your choice."

Cherry just looks at the pilot for a moment, and then drops her head and shakes it, "I hate you, I really do." she tells him without any real feeling behind, sounding resigned to changing. "I'll be back in a few," she mutters exiting the hanger. Cherry heads to her car, a nice fire engine red convertible that looks fast even when its just sitting there. It had been a birthday present from her parents, and no one in their right mind would refuse this kind of present. In the trunk she pulled out a box that she had intended to return, it was a sweater from her mom, but not as bad as most of the clothes her mom would pick out. It was a sleeveless teal/sea mist/ocean blue turtle-neck-thing.

Cherry changed her top in the ladies' room on the way back to the hangar, she was still wearing the leather pants, and knee-high boots, but with the addition of the sweater top she looked like she was ready to go clubbing in some of the more exclusive clubs, instead of a rock concert. "Its the best your going to get," she tells the pilot sounding slightly sullen about it.

"It's your image," he chuckles. "I just work here."

He does his own last minute inspection. "Looks like we're all set, ready to get going?" He asks the team.

The inside of the jet is far from luxurious, but has several bucket seats behind the 2 for the pilot and co-pilot that are well padded and have some room. They look like they have a release that will allow them to swivel if needed. There are some larger bench seets a bit further back, and a consol complete with a comunications station and computer access. The door to a cargo area is currently open, where Turret's suit is being secured allong with some other gear through the rear loading hatch.

Data is sparse on known super activity in the area, but you collect what you can for processing durring the trip.

This is by far the largest VTOL jet you've ever seen. Likely just off the shelf

"Its the best your going to get," she tells the pilot sounding slightly sullen about it.


"It's your image," he chuckles. "I just work here."


Chip watches the exchange with a bit of confusion. Were we supposed to get uniforms or something that I didn't hear about?

He frets over the matter in silence until Cherry returns. When he sees that she hasn't changed much, he relaxes considerably. His own sweatshirt and jeans should be just fine.

"You know, you could just fight crime like I do," he says. "Naked."

"You know, you could just fight crime like I do," he says. "Naked."

Cherry ruffles Chip's her with her hand, highly amused at the flirting from a prepubescent. "In your dreams maybe, little man," she says laughing. "Are you even old enough to know that girl parts and boy parts are different?" she asks, teasing him gently, her smile killing any sting in her words.

Cherry drops her arm over Chip and guides him up into the Valiant wanting to make sure he is strapped in before take off. Who thought putting a 12 year old on a fighting team was a good idea, she wonders silently cursing in her head.

"So how did you convince your parents into letting you join the Resolutes, weren't they worried?" she asks.

Has he hear that the Valiant is about to leave, Cedric takes his detector and gather all the remaining part needed to his creation. He puts them in a bag and walk into the valiant. He look around at the jet. "That's one impressive toy! And it is suppose to be able to take off without any runway? I know a few pilot in the army who would be jealous"

He walks into teh Vliant and sits down. He buckles his belt and wait for the take off before he start to work again on his device and finish it.

OOC: Ok, I'll spend the HP now to create that invention. As I said, the roll should be a DC:22, and without Hp to reroll, it won't be an easy one. Can Turret and Highbrow assist me on that roll, or Invention is a stand alone roll?

Cherry ruffles Chip's her with her hand, highly amused at the flirting from a prepubescent. "In your dreams maybe, little man," she says laughing. "Are you even old enough to know that girl parts and boy parts are different?" she asks, teasing him gently, her smile killing any sting in her words.


"Yes, I know they're different," he says, only slightly miffed. "I've read National Geographic." His tone suggests he's being sarcastically playful back at her.



"So how did you convince your parents into letting you join the Resolutes, weren't they worried?" she asks.

"I don't have any parents," he says, matter-of-factly. "I was in the Illinois foster care system for as long as I can remember. Lived in seven different places, but none quite felt like a home. After I turned into a dinosaur and terrorized my school, entirely by accident, no foster family was willing to take me in...and no school district would take the risk, either.

"So, things worked out that the Resolutes were recruiting. They're responsible for me legally until I'm eightteen and have to take care of my education. A lot of organizations and lawyers tried to keep me out of here for being too young. I threatened to go solo as a super hero if they didn't let me join, though. I think that scared them into seeing things my way. It's not like anyone could stop a determined dinosaur."

He smiles at Cherry as he takes his seat. Perhaps it's her age, but he seems to find her easier to talk to than anyone else he's met so far in the organization.

"National Geographic huh? That makes you an expert, I guess I'm going to need your help figuring everything out wont I?" she asks him, strapping into the chair closest to the communication gear. Cherry swivels her chair around to face Chips, figuring that it'd be worth the time to get to know if he would be of any help once they get to the Earthquake zone.

"Well, I'm sorry about being stuck in foster care, but at least you get to be the youngest part of the Resolutes, thats not something that other kids in foster care get to say." she tells him gently, wondering what would happen if he couldn't hack it as a Resolute, or even the legal ramifications. I'll need to talk to dad about this, it'd suck big time if some lawyer got him booted off without somewhere else to go. I also need to find out about legal responsibilities, I mean, who is in charge of him normally, who is in charge on missions, what can we even legally allow him to do without breaking the law, God, I better talk to someone now.

"Hey kiddo, I'll be right back, there is something I need to check up on before we can go." She tells Chip, unbuckling, and heading out of Chip's hearing range, before turning on her commlink and Calling Ms. Penny. "Ms. Penny, I need a question answered, but I was waiting for Chip to not be around while I asked, since it might upset him. I need to know what exactly his legal status is, I mean, what is he, and isn't he allowed to do, who is his Gaurdian, I need to know all of it before we are in the air."

Having satisfied himself with his preperations via computer. Highbrow makes his way on to the VTOL. "Quite an impressive craft." he thought aloud. "It will be interesting to see how it performs in the field." He looks to the pilot. "I assume this will be the craft's initial usage in the field?" As the pilot responds Highbrow only listens absently. He approaches his teammates already aboard. "I will need to make physical contact with each of you. This will establish a neural link between us that will allow us to communicate without the need for the commlink system. "

OOC: Communication Link affects others

Tim also finds his way onto the craft obviously impressed with the variety of technology on board. Finding a place to fit out of the way Tim settles in for the flight. Taking the laptop from the pouch on the back of his wheelchair, Tim hooks into the web via the plane's communications and starts trying to find information about LA.

As Highbrow comes in and pronounces his 'ability' in his hard calculating voice, Tim half shudders.

"How does the communication work? What kind of blocks will there be on our thoughts?"

Ms. Penny responds to Cherry "Chip's under watch of the task force, so any legal adult can work as a guardian. As far as putting him at risk, this is a low risk mission that will give Chip a chance to prove that he can use his powers for good, and his powers do a good job of protecting him. Thank you for volunteering to keep an extra eye on him Ms. Blake."

"Quite an impressive craft." he thought aloud. "It will be interesting to see how it performs in the field." He looks to the pilot. "I assume this will be the craft's initial usage in the field?""Indeed, I'm excited. This bird's che..." the pilot looks around and thinks of a better term "It's the maiden voyage outside of testing. She flew well then, but now we get to test her in the field. Shouldn't be any trouble though."

OOC: I'll get back to you on the invention, that sounds right, but I want to make sure, being new to the invention rules and such.

Stifling a curse, Cherry asks another question, though this one is a rhetorical, "You do know I'm not 18 either, right?" she asks with a sigh. She shakes her head, and thanks Ms. Penny for answering her questions and heads back up onto the Valiant and straps herself into the seat she had recently vacated. She mutters, "I only asked since it wouldn't have occured to the others to ask."

Hummingbird, noticing the others are strapping into their seats on the plane, flies through the side of the fusilage closest to his seat across the aisle from Chip, streaming afterimages as he goes, and drops into his seat.

Now that it appears they are actually doing something, he seems far more relaxed. He pulls his bag to him and pulls out a well-used deck of cards. The cards seem to come alive in his hands, shifting and turning, face cards surfacing from the deck like koi in a pond, then disappearing again. He shuffles them, bridges them, shuffles again, and holds the deck out to Chip, moving his arm aside briefly to let Cherry pass him on her way to her seat.

"Pick a card." He smiles at him for an instant before turning to Highbrow.

"Did I hear you say something about linking our minds during my last pass through here? What's that all about? Don't we get some sort of comm links or something?"

Before getting his answer, he looks at his teammates, sees the utter lack of any uniformity in dress, and shakes his head, wondering why they didn't make an effort like he did. Not that his irridescent bike suit was any great shakes, but geez...didn't they know anything about showmanship? Well, he thinks, not everyone got to work in the big top.

He turns back to Chip and grins. "Go ahead, pick. It's not for money or anything...yet."

"Did I hear you say something about linking our minds during my last pass through here? What's that all about? Don't we get some sort of comm links or something?"

He turns back to Chip and grins. "Go ahead, pick. It's not for money or anything...yet."


Chip pulls a card from the deck and holds it like a dead fish, unsure if he's suppose to look at it.

He also turns to Highbrow. "Yeah, what's the deal with the mind linking? Sounds handy, because I'm pretty sure I won't be able to use this tiny commlink thingie while I'm shapeshifting."

Chip pulls a card from the deck and holds it like a dead fish, unsure if he's suppose to look at it.

"Well, which one is it...look at it but don't tell me. Show it to Cherry, too."

Hummingbird smiles, as he always does when he gets a chance to work a little magic, even if it is just slight of hand. This was one of the best tricks Rotundo had taught him. His smile faltered a little at that, but he knew how proud his mentor would be of what he was becoming a part of. Rotundo had had a spirit of generosity that had matched his enormous size and Ali wanted desperately to make himself worthy of the kindness the older man had shown to him.

"Mind-linking sounds kind of creepy, I don't really want to know what guys think about," Cherry says, rolling her eyes, making it clear that she figured she'd be submerged in a cesspool of naughty thoughts, "and I don't particularly want to share my thoughts with any of you either. The commlinks should be fine, beyond that, if we don't use the commlinks, then we are cutting everyone else out of our conversations, not good, using the commlinks allows other Resolutes, Emergency Services, and the Military that we are suppoused to be coordinating with to listen in and offer help, and let us know when they need our help." she tells Highbrow.

"The neural link works on your brain's alpha wave emissions and soes not permit any access to one's thoughts, but allows free communication with all in the link. I do not suggest we use it as our primary communication, but only as needed. It would be prudent to submit to it as a backup means of communication, and it also has the added benefit of being usable over any distance, no matter the environment, or your current physical structure. Refusing such a link would not only be ignorant, but possibly dangerous to our mission." Highbrow says, eyes boring into Ice.

"If you couldn't do it, or weren't here, then it wouldn't be dangerous for the mission to not have it. We already have the commlinks, that is sufficient for me. I am not letting you in my head." she says, slowly and clearly, so that it would not be misinterpreted. "Lets get this straight right now Unibrow, I don't know you at all, and first impressions are a bitch to get over. I told you I am not comfortable with you playing around in my head to create a link, and then you called me ignorant because I am not comfortable with that, when we already have a means of communication that we are suppoused to use that will do the same thing. People are all going to draw the line at different things, powers are so new that people aren't used to them, and thought is one of the few things that people have that cannot be controlled or monitored or censored. People's thoughts are the most private thing that people have, so you had better learn to respect their wishes when it comes to their thoughts. Regardless of whether or not you can read thoughts, trying to force someone into a mental link is akin to rape, at least in my mind. When someone says no, it means no. If you keep trying to pressure people into it, then I'll file a complaint with the UN, and anyone else that has laws against abuse of powers. If someone says yes, then fine, otherwise drop it." Cherry says in no uncertain terms, starting to look angry.

OOC: Sorry to cause a stir, but I, and Cherry as well (probably more so) feel that thought is the most intimate and private thing a person has, if you want this to be part of your tactless thing cool, otherwise, yea, she is serious about filing a complaint if he keeps pushing it. Though I don't know as there is really a law to cover such a thing, invasion of privacy, but even that is lenient when viewing involuntary telepathy. Regardless of the explination of how it works, she wouldn't feel comfortable with doing it, especially under pressure from a guy she just met, the more he tries to pressure, the more she will assume an ulterior motive.

"Well, which one is it...look at it but don't tell me. Show it to Cherry, too."



Chip looks at the card and shows it to Cherry.


7 of diamonds


"Do I put it back in the deck?" he says.

Chip looks at the card and shows it to Cherry.


7 of diamonds


"Do I put it back in the deck?" he says.

"No, don't,"says Hummingbird, looking back and forth between Cherry and Highbrow. He can feel the tension building in the craft as the fledgling team begins the usually painful process of discovering the emergent leader and he starts vibrating in his chair, his outlines softly blurring. "Put that card in your pants pocket. Now, count the remaining cards in the deck. 51, right? Good." His voice is slow and sleepy in contrast to his movements, his distraction at the power play obvious.

"Okay. Put your card back in the deck without showing me what it is. Great. Now, count them again."

He listens to Highbrow's answer to Cherry's question and the resulting diatribe from Cherry. As disturbed as he is by what he hears, he holds his tongue until the word "rape" enters the fray.

Ali leaves Chip with the cards and buzzes up to float in between Highbrow and Ice.

"My people," he begins, "are story tellers. You have heard of the Arabian Nights, yes? I have a story I want to share with you. When I was with the circus, there was a very famous trapeze family. They worked as closely together as any group of people I have ever known. They practiced together for hours on end, honing their craft. They were brilliant."

"One day, as they began to perform their act under the big top in the center ring, the ring master noticed a problem. The safety net was broken. It looked solid, seemed solid to the audience and the performers, but one entire end of the stakes had been nearly pulled out of the ground. We never did find the reason. Our ring master, he got on the microphone and shouted for the show to stop. The audience gasped and applauded, sure that this was part of the act. He made frantic signs to the family above him to stop, but with the noise from the crowd, they did not hear him. Stage hands came running, trying to scream to the people above through walkie-talkies, but it was no use. At the end of a particularly impressive move, their 8-year-old son did exactly as he was supposed to do."

"He let go of his father's hands, spun and arced and twisted through the air, landing artfully in the net 100 feet below him."

"He died when his neck snapped against the ground through the collapsing safety net."

"Why do I tell you this story? Because if this man" -- Ali points to Highbrow -- "had been working with my friends, they would not have lost their son. Yes, it was a tragic loss, an accident, nobody's fault. But there is not a thing his father would not do to not have killed his child."

Ali turns to Highbrow. "You say to us that this will only allow you to hear those thoughts we wish you to hear? You swear this, knowing that if it is not true, there will be consequences? If that is so, I will link with you. I would not have any of my new friends...I would not have THIS boy" -- he looks at Chip and smiles briefly -- "die if there is anything I can do to prevent it."

He extends his hand to Highbrow.

"One other matter. I am only 25. I am not much older than you appear to be. But I have learned in that short time what it is to trust my life and my safety to others with more experience and wisdom than myself. I have no wish to be the leader of this team. But I think, Ice, that you would do well to remember that this isn't drama club or marching band. When we take the field, we do so at the risk of our lives and the lives of others. To fight so among ourselves is suicide. Trust is everything."

He shakes his head, almost as if clearing it and seems to awaken as if from a trance. There is a noticable change to his demeanor and his vocal patterns. He grins.

"Besides...if you pay attention, you might just learn something...many people have misjudged both friends and foes alike, and usually they come out the worse for wear. Just remember: nothing is quite so obvious as the unexpected."

Ali Kassam turns back to Chip. "You put the card back in the deck and counted again, right? 51 cards. No, you're not imagining things and you didn't count wrong. Pilot? Would you please take the seven of diamonds out of the left breast pocket of your flight suit? I believe that Chip and I would like to play a game of "go fish" and we need a full deck."

"Remember, Ice, and you, too, Highbrow -- because we're all super heroes now, so we'd better start acting like it -- never underestimate the power of your teammates."

"Remember, Ice, and you, too, Highbrow -- because we're all super heroes now, so we'd better start acting like it -- never underestimate the power of your teammates."

Cedric who have been working on his gadget have been half listening to all this conversation, but the last sentence of Hummingbird have catch his ear and at that moment, CPU cannot suppress his laugh.

"Super heroes? You may have powers and I will concede you your are a super human. But no one here is an hero yet. It is not the intention that make someone an hero, or a villain by the same time, but the result of his act. Let's see what will get out of that first mission and after that, you might be able to use that word."

Chip listens to the Hummingbird's speech and CPU's comment.

"Well, I'm with Hummingbird on this one," he says. "I signed on to be a super hero. Our first mission is to use our powers in whatever way we can to save people's lives. As far as I'm concerned, that's hero work."


Ali Kassam turns back to Chip. "You put the card back in the deck and counted again, right? 51 cards. No, you're not imagining things and you didn't count wrong. Pilot? Would you please take the seven of diamonds out of the left breast pocket of your flight suit? I believe that Chip and I would like to play a game of "go fish" and we need a full deck."

"Cool trick," Chip says. "Remind me never to play poker with you. And I prefer Cribbage, though I doubt they have a board on the plane."

Cedric is about to reply to Chip, but he take a moment to look at the kid. He smiles and go back to his work.

Continue to dream, Chip. You'll see too soon what the real world looks like.

"Lets get this straight right now Ali. I don't care who is in charge of this traveling freakshow. I have absolutely no trust in Highbrow, at this point I'd rather go in with no communication then use Highbrow's mental communication. If I had known that any mission Unibrow was in meant that you have to let him play around with your head, I'll get off the Valiant now, and then make sure I'm never on the same missions as he is." She tells Ali honestly.

"I do not think of this as a drama club, or some band, I am 100% serious about it. I know that people can be hurt, or killed. I know that trust is important and right now your eroding any trust I have in you. You know that I have a serious problem with this and that I wont do it, and your still trying to get me to do it. Part of trust is resepecting the wishes of a teammate, even if you don't agree with them. I don't care if you all use the Link, if you want to, fine, but I will not, accept it, its not going to change." Cherry says, sounding as determined as an oncomming glacier.

Cedric interrupt again his work for a moment and look at Cherry for a moment. He display a satisfied smile and seems to node to Cherry's opinion and then go back to work.

"Lets get this straight right now Ali. I don't care who is in charge of this traveling freakshow. I have absolutely no trust in Highbrow, at this point I'd rather go in with no communication then use Highbrow's mental communication. If I had known that any mission Unibrow was in meant that you have to let him play around with your head, I'll get off the Valiant now, and then make sure I'm never on the same missions as he is." She tells Ali honestly.

"I do not think of this as a drama club, or some band, I am 100% serious about it. I know that people can be hurt, or killed. I know that trust is important and right now your eroding any trust I have in you. You know that I have a serious problem with this and that I wont do it, and your still trying to get me to do it. Part of trust is resepecting the wishes of a teammate, even if you don't agree with them. I don't care if you all use the Link, if you want to, fine, but I will not, accept it, its not going to change." Cherry says, sounding as determined as an oncomming glacier.

Hummingbird listens as Cherry speaks. He heaves a deep sigh, one that seems older than his years, and smiles gently at her.

"Whatever you wish, of course, Cherry. You'll note, of course, that at no time did I disrespect your wishes or tell you to accept the link. I was very careful about that. I merely said that I would accept it as a sign of trust in Highbrow. I also told you a story, so you would understand why I choose to accept the link."

He takes the deck of cards away from Chip and they spring to life again.

"I hope we can drop all the name calling, though...after all, Chip here might get the wrong impression and start calling you 'Ick.' In any case, 'do as thou wilt, for I have done with thee.' Romeo & Juliet, Act IV."

Hummingbird settles back into his seat and becomes lost in his cards, awaiting the take off of the Valiant.

OOC: I will be gone until Monday; I'm not sure of my availability over the weekend; if I can get on, I will...if not, just figure I'll try to sleep through whatever happens until we get there unless it's mission briefing stuff, in which case I'll listen raptly. :D

"Well, I think everyone should be able to have their own opinion, without anyone getting grumpy about it," Chip says.

"Personally, I like the idea of the mental link. In dinosaur form, I can't use or even carry the commlink. If one of you needs my help and I'm too far away, you'll be out of luck. And I'd hate to think one of you got hurt because you couldn't call me for help."

He looks around at everyone with a serious expression.

"And, I suppose, there's a small chance that I could get into trouble that I couldn't handle. You know. The more people I could call for help, the better, right? Just seems like a good ta...terr...tur...er, tactical thingie!"

The Pilot looks back at everyone with a bit of a smirk, waiting for everyone to get ready.

OOC: Velmont - Ok, my ruling on the invention in the General thread stands. In order to assist someone, you need to be able to succeed at it by yourself, which, in this case, means they need the invention feat. So, they can spend a hero point to get it and try to help, or you'll have to do it alone.

OOC: Is there anyone not ready?

Highbrow listens to Ice's response with the same expressionless visage as he almost always wears. Then to Hummingbird's and her banter.
"I will reiterate for the benefit of all. This is a neural link. Not telepathy. No access to thoughts. Only communication is allowed. These facts, any of you may verify with Command. I also simply stated the fact that it would be prudent to allow the link. Any implication of coercion on my part is simply false. I also simply expressed my opinion that refusing such a link would be ignorant. I should note that any further misusage of my codename could be construde as harrassment, creating a hostile work environment, and will be dealt with thusly. With that said, my offer to establish a link with any of my team-mates still is valid. Please feel free to confirm the facts before deciding."

OOC: Sorry to cause a stir, but I, and Cherry as well (probably more so) feel that thought is the most intimate and private thing a person has, if you want this to be part of your tactless thing cool, otherwise, yea, she is serious about filing a complaint if he keeps pushing it. Though I don't know as there is really a law to cover such a thing, invasion of privacy, but even that is lenient when viewing involuntary telepathy. Regardless of the explination of how it works, she wouldn't feel comfortable with doing it, especially under pressure from a guy she just met, the more he tries to pressure, the more she will assume an ulterior motive.

OOC: Not an issue on my end. It's all just roleplaying to me. :)
Though Highbrow is a jerk! I fully expected him to rub ppl the wrong way.
Hopefully no one takes ANY of it personally.

The Pilot looks back at everyone with a bit of a smirk, waiting for everyone to get ready.

OOC: Velmont - Ok, my ruling on the invention in the General thread stands. In order to assist someone, you need to be able to succeed at it by yourself, which, in this case, means they need the invention feat. So, they can spend a hero point to get it and try to help, or you'll have to do it alone.

OOC: Highbrow can and will assist.

OOC: Your ruling make a lot of sense with me. I've look at Turret and Highbrow, both have inventor. I suppose electronic would be the most appropriate skill, and both have it, which mean both could assist me. That would give me a +4 (assissting being DC 10, both succeed).

Super-Sense 12
Detect(Life)[Free Action, Ranged] 3 rank
Accurate(Detect) 2 rank
Extended(Detect) 2 rank
Radius(Detect) 1 rank
X-Ray Vision 4 rank
Flaw: Duration -2 pp/rank
Total cost: [3 rank/pp] = 4pp

Invention DC: 10 + 5 (Jury-rig) + 4 (Cost) = 19
Invention roll: +8 (Skill), +2 (Highbrow assisting), +2 (Turret Assisting) = +12

I need a roll of 7+, which is reasonnable to me, so I'll try it. If it allow to save lives, I don't see why I wouldn't gives a try.

Cherry just laughs mirthlessly at Highbrow's pronouncements. The fact that he would call himself such says pretty plainly that he isn't, and speaking of a hostile work environment, well, he was the one who had created such by trying to coerce her into it. Saying it was ignorant to refuse a mental link was pretty clearly meant to convince her to take the link. That and it created an environment where everyone was trying to convince her to accept it. If she didn't accept his mucking about with his mental powers then she looked childesh, that was a hostile working environment, one that was definitely a lawsuit waiting to happen, especially if the plaintiff was a minor, not to mention a female.

"Reiterate til your blue in the face, its not happening. I don't trust you at all, even the tinyist little bit at this point. You can tell command whatever you like about your powers, that doesn't mean that you told them everything. Maybe you didn't cop to reading minds because you were wary of lawsuits, or the mistrust and hate that the ability to invade peoples minds would cause. Whatever else can be said about you, you are definitely not stupid, so by telling them you can communicate mentally, still allows you to use your powers without having to cop to the other part. I don't know anything about you other than you give off a really creepy vibe. You have given me no reason to trust you and a few reasons not to." Cherry says, her eyes seeming to be made of purple fire.

Cherry swivels her chair around to face its usual direction, the commgear and computer. She calls up a word processing program and starts to type something out.

Bront only
OOC: She is writing an official complaint against Highbrow, claiming that he has created a hostile environment within the team, by bringing up the subject of a mental link, and then pressing it when she refused to take part in it because it made her uncomfortable in it which she stated very clearly multiple times. He manipulated the situation by bringing it up in such a way that the rest of the team began pressuring her to submit to the link, making her even more uncomfortable with the team, and destroying any trust she had in any of them. She will further go on to state that she is a minor, and that it is very inappropriate for an adult to be pressuring a minor to allow him to use his powers on her when there is already a UN issued official alternative to it.

She'll email the complaint to herself for the time being, she can always file it later, but she cannot unfile it once its filed. She'll decide based on how the rest of the mission goes. This should certainly qualify as an application of the Tactless complication.

Turret had just waited as Cherry, Highbrow, and the others had gotten into their spat.

Five hours in and the team is already fighting. Mentally sighing to himself. The sooner we get to doing things the better. He forced his mind towards the more practical easy to answer problems.

Tim rolled over to the appropriate table and started in on helping make the device that CPU wanted.

"Alright, so this thing is going to be able to pick up life signs through heat signiture, right?"

Highbrow simply ignored Ice as she rebutted his response, and proceeded to assist CPU with the final specifications of the "Bio-scanner".
He expected her reaction, but still had felt compelled to explain the facts. If he didn't know better, he would have thought her a product of the Public School System.



"Alright, so this thing is going to be able to pick up life signs through heat signature, right?"

"Indeed....When working properly the unit should be able to scan into the infrared spectrum through several feet of concrete, discerning a human's particular thermal signature with 99.3% accuracy."

Sensing that no card game is forthcoming, Chip digs out a Pepsi and a PSP from his backpack, buckles in and tunes out the rest of the team and crew for the flight.

CPU, assisted by HighBrow and Turret, spend a bit of time working up the schematics and the device. The Trio then works to build it, piecing it togeather from the parts availabe, till the come up with a somewhat awkward looking device that appears to be working. It's not as power efficient as was origionaly drawn up, but it seems functional. You all estimate that you'll get about 4 hours out of it before it needs a bit more work.

OOC: Since technicaly they work for 1 encounter, I'm giving you a duration instead. 4 hours, then one of you three need to spend a Hero Point to "recharge" it.

Five hours in and the team is already fighting.
OOC: Technicaly, you're barely 2 hours in ;)

"Great! It works. The sensors are a bit abuse by the system, but they will hold for a few hours. The first hours after such a disaster are the more important. It will allow us to maximize our help during that time."

CPU puts the life detector in his pocket.

"Chip, does one of your dinosaur form have a better sense of smell? Dogs help greatly in search and rescue mission like this because they can smell the people buried. That too would help us greatly."

Highbrow arches an eyebrow behind his polarized glasses. "Perhaps the crested hadrosaur, Paralophosaurus? It has been theorized that since cavities in thier crests are connected to the airway and nostrils, the cavities might have been lines with olfactory receptors that would have served to increase the acuity of the sense of smell, assisting in avoiding predators. Obviously predators such as the Tyrannosaurus would also have a highly developed olfactory senses. Of course this is just conjecture. Obviously you would benefit from experience, Chip?" He looks expectantly at Kid Dino.

Chip looks up from his videogame, surprised for a moment that someone was addressing him.

"Huh, smell?" he says. "Oh, sure, lots of dinosaurs had good smell. As a T-rex, I can smell a carcass from a mile away under the right conditions."

He pauses for a moment, realizing what that would imply in a earthquake zone.

"Well, not that we'll be looking for dead bodies. But yeah, he's got good smell. There are some smaller forms, especially prehistoric mammals, that'll work as well. Probably better, because they won't be so big."

Good! The lad shows promise. He may restore my faith in today's youth. Hugh thought to himself, supressing the urge to look in Ice's direction. "Indeed, Canis dirus lived in North America during the Pliestocene Epoch. The olfactory senses of such a beast should be comparable to it's modern descendant, Canis lupus."

"Big might be a good thing. Debris might be too hard to remove for the people with normal strength like me, but you might. But stay cautious, not everyone will take it good at first that a dinosaur come to help."

Hummingbird starts awake with a muffled cry and drops through his seat and halfway into the floor of the Valiant before he realizes where he is and what is happening. He slides back up into his seat, looking visably shaken by whatever was in his dream.

"I never thought I'd be happy that we hadn't left yet. We are about ready, right?"

Ali is baffled by his teammates seemingly infinite patience with the lengthy departure process. He is determined, though, not to allow his short attention span to add to the already tense atmosphere on the plane.

He reaches into his bag, pulls out a half-dozen energy bars. Drifting across the aisle to hover just over Chip's shoulder, he watches the boy play his video game, fascinated as a small child might be. Growing up as he has, he has had very little experience with them. Most of his time was spent in the practice of his craft and the day-to-day life of the circus.

"I think we'll make a good duo in the field, Kid -- do you care if I call you Kid? I don't want it to sound patronizing. I mean, you ARE young, but you've got moe power than most everyone on the planet, especially everyone in your grade." He smiles at Chip and offers him a power bar. "You want? This is much better for you than that crap you're eating...and it almost tastes like food."

"Anyway, when we get there, you find them, and I'll bring 'em back alive. Now, care to explain that thing to me? I've never really had much use for them before."

Once everyone has settled down, and straped themselves in, the pilot preps for launch. The roof opens up and the platform raises up to allow a clean takeoff on one of the runways. Soon, with a smooth takeoff, the plane is quickly on it's ways. In a somewhat sarcastic tone, the pilot says over the intercom "We are now cruising at a speed of aproximately 550 miles per hour, at an altitude of 12,000 feet. We should reach our destination in a little over 2 hours, and can do a flyby if you'd like. Until then, please enjoy the in flight movie. There is no food service on this flight, so if you want something, get up and get it yourself from the fridge in the back. I want to remind you that his is a non-smoking flight, violators will be removed via the ejection seat system. Thank you for flying Task Force Air."

With the press of a button, screens come down in the passenger area with controls on each individual seat. They are patched into television broadcasts about the of the earthquake, as well as any other channel.

A little over 2 hours later, you are approaching Los Angelos. "The captain has engaged the seatbelt sign, so please return to your seats and buckle up. Would you like a fly over to see the area?"

OOC: You have time to talk, research, etc, but this should get things moving a bit :) Just for a time reference, the alerts and call for people came around 10 AM on January 5th :)

Cherry avoids talking to anyone for most of the trip, typing something up at the communications console. The closer they seem to get, the quieter and more withdrawn she seems to get, although at one point she did turn and look at Highbrow for a moment before turning back to the console, entering a few more key strokes and turning off whatever it was that she was working on. From that point on she was immersing herself in the newsfeeds about the quake, looking for information about what types of thngs she would find when she got there. God, what the hell am I thinking, I shouldn't be here, I don't know anything about being a super hero or emergency rescue or anything, she thought to herself.

When the pilot announces that they will be there shortly, and asks whether they want a fly over, she considers it for a moment. "Yea, give us a fly over while we get in touch with the General to see where he wants us." she tells the pilot calmly, at least externally calm. Ice activates the commstation and does her best to get in contact with command, wanting to figure out where they are most needed.

"I've already got a designated landing site, so that's not a problem." The pilot responds. "He wants to talk to you first."

"I think we'll make a good duo in the field, Kid -- do you care if I call you Kid? I don't want it to sound patronizing. I mean, you ARE young, but you've got moe power than most everyone on the planet, especially everyone in your grade." He smiles at Chip and offers him a power bar. "You want? This is much better for you than that crap you're eating...and it almost tastes like food."

"Anyway, when we get there, you find them, and I'll bring 'em back alive. Now, care to explain that thing to me? I've never really had much use for them before."


Chip gives the powerbar a dubious look. "I read an article once that said a study was done on those things. The scientists determined that a Snickers bar or two slices of white bread give you better and quicker energy than 95% of the power bars on the market today. And they're cheaper."

He takes one and tries it anyway. "Could be worse, I suppose. But did they have to put nuts in here? Quickest way to ruin any food item."

Chip goes on to show Hummingbird the intricacies of video game stategy. And while he lets his teammate try out the PSP for a few minutes, Chip deftly stashes the uneaten remains of the power bar under his seat.

When the pilot announces their approach, Chip looks out the window. He's almost disappointed that he can't see more damage. Smoke from a few fires and just a few collapsed buildings. It'll probably look worse from the ground, he figures.

During the flight, CPU scan the web for any news about the earthquake, trying to learn where there have been the most damage, what help have already reach the city, what help is on the way, and anything else related to it. The only moment he leave his computer is to take a beer and a sandwich from the fridge. As he takes the beer, he takes a look at it. ".5% beer? Bah, we are on mission, better not touch alcool."

As the seat belt sign appear, Cedric cut of his connection and starts to look outside. "We don't see much from here. We are still a bit high and far."

During the trip Highbrow sat quietly. His mind however was calculating various probabilities on what lied ahead.

OOC: Precognition

You see death, shattered lives, violence, and money changing hands.

Right before thier craft started it's landing pattern Highbrow announced. "I predict an 94.3% chance we will have a violent encounter during our mission. There is a 87.9% chance that this will occur during a robbery or looting of some sort."

OOC: Okay who is actually in the Link that Highbrow will establish?

OOC: Okay who is actually in the Link that Highbrow will establish?

Kid Dinosaur is...enthusiastically.

Right before thier craft started it's landing pattern Highbrow announced. "I predict an 94.3% chance we will have a violent encounter during our mission. There is a 87.9% chance that this will occur during a robbery or looting of some sort."

OOC: Okay who is actually in the Link that Highbrow will establish?


OOC: Hummingbird is

OOC: Cedric accept just to see that discussion close.

OOC: Tim is the onylone who hasn't said anything either way.

"Link me up." Tim says as he reaches his hand out.

"It'll take me a few minutes to get into and power up my exoskeleton once we get on the ground. I'm 96.438902384 certain I won't be much good until that is up and running."

"It'll take me a few minutes to get into and power up my exoskeleton once we get on the ground. I'm 96.438902384 certain I won't be much good until that is up and running."

Hummingbird grins at Turret and smiles on the sly to Chip.

"You know, Turret...you and Highbrow are probably great guys...but you both seem to have a real problem with being really vague when you speak. You should consider being more precise. Don't beat around the bush, you know; say what you mean."

"Get use to it. Many geek (and I don't mean any insult with that word...) are just like that. I've been working with some on the net while I was programming some open source system. They were always annoyed by my lack of structure. Patch that here, put that here, it works well, fine! But I must say, in open source programmation, it isn't good, nobody can understand your code after that. Hehe"

As the everyone is seated again, the plane begins to slow down a bit and flys low, making a long looping sweep of LA. Indeed, while the entire city is not damaged in obvious ways, there are some buildings with dust or smoke rising from them, people in the streets, cars pilled up, or others with dust on them, fire and water spewing from several different locations, and general chaos in the city. Indeed, there will be plenty to help with.

Finaly, the pilot wheels around and heads back inland a bit before the plane comes to a halt in mid air and decends onto one of several makeshift Helepads. The pilot flips a few switches and the rear hatch begins to open while he rises to open the side entrance.

A man in uniform is there to greet the pilot with a salute. "I have orders to escort you all to General Greenberg when you are ready Sir."

Cedric look a moment at Ice and decide to answer. "I think the sooner we meet the general, the sooner we'll be of some help. Please, lead the way."

Cherry lifts a well manicured eyebrow at CPU, wondering why he had looked to her before answering, she certainly didn't mind being appreciated by guys, older and younger, but she doubted that was it. "Tim, how long will it take for you to get 100% ready?* If its more then a few minutes, then you might want to just catch the general's breifing over the comm network while you suit up, so that we can all get moving faster. I think we can all agree faster is better, at least in this case."

She unstraps herself, and help Chip do the same if he needs it, before heading down the boarding ramp to the escort. "We should all check our comms while we have the chance, don't want them to breakdown later." she calls over her shoulder to the other resolutes before taking Chip aside for a moment, "Look I didn't want to say anything in front of everyone, but, while we are out there, you are our responsibility. You need to follow the orders of all the adults, during missions, we are legally your guardians. Some of us might be a bit more mindful of that then others, but you need to remember that. I was asked to watch out for you, but since I'm not technically an adult either... well, lets not worry about that, you just be sure to listen." she tells the boy discretely, "if anything comes up, anything at all, you need to let one of us know so we can help right away."


*(suited up/powered up/etc)

Hummingbird grins at Turret and smiles on the sly to Chip.

"You know, Turret...you and Highbrow are probably great guys...but you both seem to have a real problem with being really vague when you speak. You should consider being more precise. Don't beat around the bush, you know; say what you mean."

"Sure, wouldn't want to move too fast for you." Tim deadpans back. Kid's, always trying to get your goat. Tim smiles to himself and then frowns. By the look of them he could count 3 of his teamates that were still kids.

Who the hell thought that was a good idea. He thought to himself.

"It'll take me something near 5 minutes to get the suit up and running. We better go talk to the general first." Tim started to wheel himself towards the door. "Stripes never like waiting."

"Sure, wouldn't want to move to fast for you." Tim deadpans back. Kid's, always trying to get your goat. Tim smiles to himself and then frowns. By the look of them he could count 3 of his teamates that were still kids.

Who the hell thought that was a good idea. He thought to himself.

"It'll take me something near 5 minutes to get the suit up and running. We better go talk to the general first." Tim started to wheel himself towards the door. "Stripes never like waiting."

Hummingbird laughs at Tim's deadpan delivery, glad someone appreciated his joke. As he grabs his bag and moves towards the back hatch of the Valiant, he hears Ice's comment about checking the comm links and wanting to make sure they work, and his grin widens.

He moves to join Turret in finding the general, inquiring as to the capabilities of Turret's armor, but as he does, he taps his forehead and thinks as loudly as he can, "IS THIS THING ON? TESTES, TESTES, ONE, TWO, THREE? ECHO...ECHO...I CAN SEE MY HOUSE FROM HERE...," looking around to see if there are any reactions from anyone in Highbrow's link.

"Sir, the General wants to see you when you're ready. He can wait five minutes." the soldier says to Tim.

Chip walks down the runway and takes a deep breath of the dry Southern California air. He feels energized. Finally, I'll get to really use my powers.

Realizing that he'll have to wait a few minutes for everyone to get ready, he decides to stretch out a little. He walks a careful distance away from the plane and beings to transform in a blaze of white light. A few seconds later, Kid Dinosaur has become a Sauroposeidon, one of the tallest dinosaurs known to have existed. His head is perched upon a long, slender neck, some sixty feet above the ground. The body is equally impressive, massing nearly fifty tons.

He takes advantage of the height to survey the immediate area. Satisfied, he cranes his neck around and lowers it down to the others.

"Just thought I'd stretch out my neck," he says in his normal human voice, which has no business coming from a creature that large. "Any of you non-fliers want a lift?"

Cedric can't hide his expression as he sees Chip transform. "No thanks, I like the earth under my feet." he answers to the kid's question. "Soldier, the general can wait, but I'm less sure for the victims. Lead the way. Turret will miss nothing with the communicator."

Deciding that just getting into his suit instead of argue about was a good idea; Tim wheels over to where the suit is being dropped from the plane.

Striping off his pants reveals set of athletic shorts. Moving quickly, Tim retrieves a tube of blue gel and gray patches as he starts placing them in the appropriate places. Once the mech has been lowered down Tim grabs the handholds and pulls himself up into the seat wiggiling slightly to get comfortable.

Plugging several cords into place, Turret types in a quick command onto the system and settles open mouthed helmet onto his head. Grabbing the controls, the arms, two large chain guns with awkward metal open tubes in their middle come up.

Turret starts the mech moving forward barely half a minute since he left the plane.

"It just takes a while for the suit to reach full operation. I can walk it over for the meeting."

OOC: The suit looks similar to the mechs from the matrix. Maybe I can find a picture.

Highbrow ignored the jokes of the others. One might be unsure if he even got it.

Hummingbird taps his forehead and thinks as loudly as he can, "IS THIS THING ON? TESTES, TESTES, ONE, TWO, THREE? ECHO...ECHO...I CAN SEE MY HOUSE FROM HERE...," looking around to see if there are any reactions from anyone in Highbrow's link.

"Indeed." Highbrow responds via the link he provided. "The neural link seems to be functioning within normal parameters."

OOC: Everyone in the link is provided the "Communication Link" power as per M&M 2e pg. 103

Turret starts the mech moving forward barely half a minute since he left the plane.

"It just takes a while for the suit to reach full operation. I can walk it over for the meeting."

OOC: The suit looks similar to the mechs from the matrix. Maybe I can find a picture.

Highbrow inspects Turret's mech with an appraising eye. "Your electro-magnetic generator is capable of compensating for your machine's general lack of armor then? A fairly impressive feat of engineering."

With everyone ready to move, the soldier leads the group over to a warehouse next to the makeshift airfield. Military and civilian personel funneling in and out of the building, and many stop to look as you approach. Flashes start as the news media takes pictures from a chain link fence off to the side.

Entering though one of the large warehouse doors, the soldier asks you to wait, and heads over to a man speaking with several others over a lit table with what seems like a digital map of LA. He looks up, nods to the soldier, and quickly finishes talking to the other 2 men. They disperse and he heads over to you.

"Greetings, Task Force. I'm General Greenberg, and welcome to our emergancy responce camp."

Naturally, Cedric gives a military's salute to the General, without going into the garde-`-vous position. "My general. I'm codename CPU. Here are Ice, Turret, Highbrow, Hummingbird and Kid Dinausor." says Cedric, presneting everyone. "What help can we give you?"

Cherry gave a slight sigh as everyone split up to do their own thing, she wasn't at all sure that Chip had really understood what she meant about needing to listen to adults, that the team was his legal guardians for the moment. She wasn't even sure that Ms. Penny had remembered that she wasn't 18 yet so she couldn't be Chips Guardian. Situation Normal All F'ed Up, colorful acronym SNAFU, unfortunately it seemed to apply.

Cherry followed the guard when he showed them to the General, she does make sure to look out at the reporters as she sees the flashes, figuring she can at least give them a few good shots to start off on the right foot. Well, Turret's suit is suitably sensational, so is Ali, Highbrow needs to stay way back from Camera's lest he open his mouth and go all abusive on reporters, that would be bad. Once Chip goes Dino, it'll be pretty sensational, hopefully he goes big enough to look tough, otherwise the childrens' rights groups will have a field day.

"Hello General, what can you tell us about the situation? Headquarters thought there was a remote chance that this might be a Super gone naughty, has there been any indications to that effect? I'd assume that the Emergency Services from the surrounding states have already started to arrive, and that there is more federal aid on the way, along with aid from more distant states. What can we do for you that wont put us in the way of all of that?" she asks, trying to put her best foot forward and make it seem like the team knows at least a little bit about what they are doing.*

*How do you want to handle rolling? I figure this is a Diplomacy check so, D20 +12 = 13 +12 = Diplomacy result: 25 (I used a die rolling program that I modified from an SR4 die roller I made, if thats not how you want to handle thins, let me know.)

OOC: I'll do all the dice rolls. If you want to remind me of a particular skill, just give me the mods. If you absolutely need to make the roll yourself (sometimes, it's just easier), use www.invisiblecastle.com and either your screen name or character name (and be consistant) I do some rolling on there, but most at my desk with dice when I need to, but I try to keep the mechanics transparant. Anything where success can be hard to determine though (search, notice, etc), I'll make.

Kid Dinosaur transforms from the gargantuan Saurposeidon down to a more convenient thirty pound velociraptor for the walk over to meet the general. He gets a kick out of the photographers and waves his front claws and bares his fangs for a couple shots. Aware of the team's duty, he doesn't loiter.


"Greetings, Task Force. I'm General Greenberg, and welcome to our emergancy responce camp."


Upon meeting the general, Chip transforms back into his human form in a quick flash of light. "Hey," he says shyly, waving a limp hand a nodding. He finds standing in the presence of a general a little bit intimidating.

Highbrow let's the others do the speaking for him, meanwhile he inspects the digital map, taking in every little detail.

Turret takes an at-ease stance as he waits for orders.

When Cherry starts in at the General with such haste and a know-it-all attitude, Tim's jaw tightens into a grimace.

Kids need just a little more respect.

But by the end of her speech, Cherry sounded mostly like a really excited person who just really wants to help.

"Well, tis a pleasure to meet you all, but I see you'd rather get down to business, and I agree. There are lives at stake."

The general looks curiously over at Chip, and then turns and waves you to follow him.

The General leads you over to the table, where the map of the city with various blobs of data are on. "Ok, this is where we think most of the damage is, from our survaliance and incoming reports." he points to a section with a large red blob near the center of town. "I'd like to drop you in with a chopper and let you help with search and rescue. Immediate danger zones are here, here, and here" he points to three spots flashing red and yellow "where gas and power lines converge. We've done what we can with the gas, but it's still in the pipes."

"As for supers, we have no clue of that yet, but we'll probably know more by tomorow. There is too much data coming in, and right now our top priorities are saving those lives we can."The map shows areas of high risk, heavy damage, as well as other data such as violence outbreaks, looting, and survivor concentration. From the data, the center of the damage would appear to be downtown somewhere, but you're not an expert.

Cedric looks at the map while listening. "What about the power line? Does the power still reach those area?", pointing the red areas.

Thinking about the powers of who was around and availible, Cherry tapped her lower lip with her index finger thoughtfully. "If that machine the three of you built is working correctly, I believe we have two people that can find people in wreckage. Since there are multiple sites that need us, we should split into groups, Chip in one group, and the machine with the other, since the 3 of you know how to work the machine, and possibly repair it, I suggest the three of you in one group, giving the group muscle," she says, indicating Tim's suit, "and the ability to find survivors. The other group would be Hummingbird, Kid Dino, and I."

"Once Chip's nose, and your machine read clear, we can move on to the third hot spot, to help out there. Unless you want us to split into 3 teams, knowing that one team would be unable to find people?" she asks the general, giving him the option of 2 much more effective teams, or 3 less effective ones. Either way, the decision was up to the general, he was the one in charge of the situation, it was his job to tell people where to go, and it was their's to go there.



*** side note: I'm not quite as diplomatic as Cherry would be, she has 8 ranks of diplomacy, and a total +12 qualifying her as an expert in dealing with people, only 1 rank from a virtual mastery of diplomacy, and only 4 from being one of the best in the world. Well, at least when she is trying to be diplomatic, and with the general she certainly was.

"I would rather go in three groups. What about Hummingbird and Highbrow on the third team. I would volonteer to go in the region where there is still power. I can't be electrocuted, so I will be able to move any fallen powerline." suggest CPU to Ice.

"The infravision built into my suit's sensors can probably give me a leg up on finding folks." Turret added in. "Three groups: CPU and Speedy, Highbrow and Chip, and Cherry and Me. That way all three groups have people who can find folks and move debree out of the way."

Tim looked around the group as they all considered proper formation.

That would also place an adult with a kid in each team.

"We do need to be able to do more then find people, once they are found, the teams have to be capable of getting them out of whatever situation they are in." and I'll be damned If I'd leave Chip to Highbrow, he'd probably get the kid hurt. "If the teams are too diluted..." she shrugs and looks to the general, it was his decision, and she felt fairly certain that her earlier explination would sway him.

Chip is quietly of the opinion that he's better suited than anyone else on the team in both the detecting and extraction departments. Still, he's pretty sure that situations will arise that he doesn't know how to handle...such as giving first aid to victims.

He remains quiet, waiting for the adults to hash out a plan.

"You are right, we need to take them out of there too. Chip and Turret will be great, but I think Hummingbird also have above average strenght." replies CPU.

"You are right, we need to take them out of there too. Chip and Turret will be great, but I think Hummingbird also have above average strenght." replies CPU.

"That's not quite how it works, but the effect is the same: if there is something that needs moving, I can probably do it," says Hummingbird, glad someone was paying attention to his explanation of his own powers earlier. He glances briefly at Ice and wonders if she will continue to discount him merely because he disagreed on the matter of the mental link. If so, he has doubts as to the ultimate effectiveness of the team. However, as she doesn't seem too eager to work with him on this mission, it might not be such a problem anyway.

"I don't know how you've been briefed on our capabilities, General, but if you're going to be tasking us during this crisis, you might as well know the strength of your..."assets" i believe you would call us? I don't know how much about themselves my companions want to reveal, but I'll tell you what I can do. I fly, pass through solid objects, move at over 500 mph, and carry about 2.5 tons. I'm at your disposal in whatever manner you initially see fit to use me, sir."

As he speaks, his eagerness to get going and start helping these people overtakes him and he begins buzzing silently in place, his features and outlines blurring as his power kicks in.

* just like to note that Cherry isn't against working with Hummingbird, and even suggested that he be with her and Chip.

Cedric looks at the map while listening. "What about the power line? Does the power still reach those area?", pointing the red areas.
"We're more worried about exposed in ground power lines. There shouldn't be many above ground lines in the downtown area." The General says. "Some power has been shut off or cut, but we can't simply remove it. There are hospitals that need it and other critical sites. We've done what we can, but a cut line and a gas line... well, you're all aware of that danger."

"Make a plan, we can drop you off where needed. Your com units should be able to reach us on channel 2, and I've been provided with one in case I need to reach you in private."

Cedric take a moment to think then tells "I think we will do better job by splitting in three. It will allow us to evaluate every site. If we judge good, we can change the team once the evaluation done. Hummingbird, Chip and Turret should be on different team, as they are the ones who can easily move heavy objects. I cannot be with Chip, as I have the detector and Chip can scent the people burried. Turret might be able to spot people with his sensor too, that mean I should be with Hummingbird. Ice, I suggest you to go with Chip, and Highbrow should go with Turret.

Me and hummingbird should go on the site where it is most likely to have electrical problem, as I can control electricity and Hummingbird can fly, and electricity seek ground, not flying item. Chip should go in more open area. As far as I know, dinosaur are not small and he will have difficulty to squezz into small hole. Turret and Highbrow should take the remaining one.

How about that?"

* just like to note that Cherry isn't against working with Hummingbird, and even suggested that he be with her and Chip.

OOC: I know...and any perceived animosity is just role-playing...one character reacting to another. As for the working against comment...he was thinking that ignoring the fact that he can easily lift very heavy loads and his ability to pass through solid objects to find people means that keeping he and Chip together (with their similar abilities in these areas) seems like a slight to his abilities and a vote-of-no-confidence. To him, working with him is utilizing him to the best of his abilities.

No worries! Just enjoying the role-playing and looking forward to more!

Cedric take a moment to think then tells "I think we will do better job by splitting in three. It will allow us to evaluate every site. If we judge good, we can change the team once the evaluation done. Hummingbird, Chip and Turret should be on different team, as they are the ones who can easily move heavy objects. I cannot be with Chip, as I have the detector and Chip can scent the people burried. Turret might be able to spot people with his sensor too, that mean I should be with Hummingbird. Ice, I suggest you to go with Chip, and Highbrow should go with Turret.

Me and hummingbird should go on the site where it is most likely to have electrical problem, as I can control electricity and Hummingbird can fly, and electricity seek ground, not flying item. Chip should go in more open area. As far as I know, dinosaur are not small and he will have difficulty to squezz into small hole. Turret and Highbrow should take the remaining one.

How about that?"

Hummingbird shrugs and looks at the others.

"That's fine with me, I suppose. You'll have to coach me about what I should and shouldn't be doing around the electricity...science and I were never the best of friends. I'd hate to get us blown up."

No worries! Just enjoying the role-playing and looking forward to more!

Its more a lack of confidence in anyone, including herself. With 3 people the odds are much better at least to her mind of the groups actually having what they need to help people, not everone's powers are actually suited to this.

"Well, just point me to a pile of rubble so I can get to work," Chip says. There's an edge creeping into his voice...impulsiveness born of boredom. "The sooner, the better. If we try something that doesn't work, we can always regroup and replan in the field."

"I concur that three teams would be the most efficient for search and rescue efforts. Though I would suggest it would be prudent to have one member with engineering skills be assigned to each team. Potential problems may ensue when removing debris that can cause collapses and further damage. This could cause more injuries and deaths. With the division of sensory and lifting prowess being what it is, Turret should be paired with Ice as she has no Engineering skills, Sensory abilities, nor Lifting abilities and he has all of them. CPU you will have the Detection device, so therefore you should be paired with Hummingbird to compliment you with his lifting, Kid Dinosaur has both strength and senses and so he should then be teamed with myself. This would be the most economical and tactically sound division of our abilities." Highbrow then looks to the map and brings up a map of the city on his Palm Computer. Specifically, the locations of the city's banks (or any other money-holding institutions) and how they correspond to the inflicted areas. He notes any potential targets in those areas, and the brings them to the attention of the others. "These are likely targets to be taken advantage of during the Aftermath. Keep this in mind when in those areas."

Cedric replies to Highbrow "You are aware that your knowledge in technical skill like electronics have no relation with structures. I've been working in both area and I know what I'm talking about. What is you're skill in structural resistance, civil engineering or architecture?"

Cedric replies to Highbrow "You are aware that your knowledge in technical skill like electronics have no relation with structures. I've been working in both area and I know what I'm talking about. What is you're skill in structural resistance, civil engineering or architecture?"

The corner of Highbrow's mouth twitches slightly into what passes for him as a smile. "Ah yes...Another of my metahuman abilities is the ability to recall everything I have ever read or experienced with perfect detail. While I am perhaps ill-suited for designing said structures, I can easily recall data regarding the structures, and apply it to the situation."

OOC: Jack of all Trades allowing me to use any skill untrained which would give me a +7 in Craft (Structural) and Knowledge (Physical Sciences), Eidetic Memory would give me an additional +4 for a total of +11 for any uses of those skills that involve memory. Not too shabby.

Ice is rather quiet after the group just ignores what she has to say. These guys couldn't convince Einstein that water was wet, yet they were just flat out ignoring some rather reasonable explinations of why things should be done in a certain way. She knew she was good at talking to people, that she could make a career out of it, more then that, that she was one of the best, she had heard it frequently enough. Normally it was easier working on guys, but she wondered if perhaps in this situation, it was working against her, big tough men know what to do, little girls should be seen and not heard and all that. In either case it was annoying. Very annoying to just be dismissed like that, like she had no powers, and was just being stuck with Turret as filler.

"Lets stop wasting time and just go. By the way, not that you actually bothered to ask before, but your Chip's legal guardian while the two of you are together. I don't need to tell you how bad it would make you, and all the rest of the Resolutes look if you manage to get him hurt." the 'excluding me', seems fairly implicit, but not really petty, more like a friendly warning to the whole team.

*I don't think anyone even attempted to beat Ice's diplomacy check.

*I don't think anyone even attempted to beat Ice's diplomacy check.

OOC: Doesnt that really only work on NPCs? Highbrow would protect/heal/aid Ice to the best of his ability anyway.

OOC: Doesnt that really only work on NPCs? Highbrow would protect/heal/aid Ice to the best of his ability anyway.

OOC:I meant the opposed check part, if two people are arguing different things, its a Diplomacy check to see who is more convincing.

I'm fine with splitting into 3, I was just trying to point out that Ice has 11 Ranks of Diplomacy (when dealing with men, or others who attracted to females), and can be darn convincing. I am nowhere near as convincing as she is, so penalizing her because I am not a social godess... I just wanted people to be mindful of that.

OOC: Social skills are to NPC, but it's true we can reflect your social skills in our discussion...

Cedric fall silent for a moment and seems to consider Cheery last sentence. He is about to add something but choose to stay silent.

She is right... Highbrow and Chip? I'm not sure that is a good move at all. Too late!

OOC: Social skills are to NPC, but it's true we can reflect your social skills in our discussion...

Cedric fall silent for a moment and seems to consider Cheery last sentence. He is about to add something but choose to stay silent.

She is right... Highbrow and Chip? I'm not sure that is a good move at all. Too late!

OOC: Is Highbrow giving off a creepy child molester vibe or something :lol:

OOC: Is Highbrow giving off a creepy child molester vibe or something :lol:
OOC: Yes :p Just let me know when you have a consensus. This is most ammusing ;) Oh, and Diplomacy generaly has no effect on PCs directly, it's just reflected in how well the person speaks. However, noting that you're more convincing than you sound is reasonable.

OOC2: Btw, why do i get the feeling that the only person who would influence HighBrow by attactiveness is HighBrow? ;)

"Then three teams it is. Let's get this show on the road. CPU? You ready with that gadget of yours? You set 'em up, I'll knock 'em down. Lay on, Macduff. Let's go already!"

Hummingbird is vibrating so fast at this point with the need for motion and action that he is a solid irridescent blur.

"You might as well let me carry you wherever we're going, CPU; or both of us will get really frustrated with the other really fast. If no one has any other objections, then we're on our way."

If CPU is ready, Hummingbird will pick him up and speed them in the direction CPU indicated for them to begin their rescue operations.

"Lets stop wasting time and just go. By the way, not that you actually bothered to ask before, but your Chip's legal guardian while the two of you are together. I don't need to tell you how bad it would make you, and all the rest of the Resolutes look if you manage to get him hurt." the 'excluding me', seems fairly implicit, but not really petty, more like a friendly warning to the whole team.




Chip looks at Cherry, a little bit hurt. "Don't worry, I'll take good care of Highbrow," he says. He gives her a quick smile to let her know that he does, on some level, appreciate her concern for his safety.

"Let's get a move on, Highbrow. I take it you can't fly, and I doubt I could carry you very well, even in my largest flying form. We'd better take the public transportation."

"Public transportation? General told he would drop us. But it's true Hummingbird fly fast, both of us could be in action very soon. Just let's determine who takes which spot. Then, if there is nothing more to tell, we will go." says Cedric

"Public transportation? General told he would drop us. But it's true Hummingbird fly fast, both of us could be in action very soon. Just let's determine who takes which spot. Then, if there is nothing more to tell, we will go." says Cedric

"I assume the lad meant it as a jest...Yes, very amusing...I have made what preperations needed."

OOC2: Btw, why do i get the feeling that the only person who would influence HighBrow by attactiveness is HighBrow?

ROFLMAO :lol:

"The three worst points are all near down town. There seems to be some trouble near the Merchanteil bank building, it seemed to get hit pretty hard. About 2 miles east of that, one of the utility distribution centers took a big hit, and one of the most heavily populated buildings is right next to it. A few miles north of those two, the University hospital took a big hit." General Greenburg says. "Those are the three big hotspots. After that, we'll still have looting, rioting, and other building damage to deal with."

OOC: No objection to move foward.

OOC: no objection here either

OOC: You all know where you're going then? Because I sure don't (Given I just posted it)

OOC: I would guess:

Utility Distribution center: CPU and HummingBird (most likely to have electrical problem in this spot)
University Hospital: Ice and Turret (most likely to have a lot of people and some PR to do, and maybe some equipement repair)
Bank: Chip and Highbrow (Well... your the only team that remain adn that's the last spot.)

OOC: I would guess:

Utility Distribution center: CPU and HummingBird (most likely to have electrical problem in this spot)
University Hospital: Ice and Turret (most likely to have a lot of people and some PR to do, and maybe some equipement repair)
Bank: Chip and Highbrow (Well... your the only team that remain adn that's the last spot.)


ooc - that's the same way I see it. One, two, ready, break!

ooc - that's the same way I see it. One, two, ready, break!

"So that's it? We're going to the utility area? Finally!"

Hummingbird moves to stand behind CPU and takes a double fist-full of his teammate's clothing in his hands.

"I hope you're ready. This is going to be a short, fast ride. I don't know what kind of airborne experience you've got, but this will be different than all of it. Breathe normally...and don't expect a whole lot of wind resistance!"

Before CPU can say anything, Hummingbird rockets them into the sky, moving full tilt at his top speed of 500 mph.

"So you're the navigator...point me in the right direction!"

Cherry blinks as Ali gets behind CPU and the pair just shoot through the roof in a flash. "Thats not something you see everyday." she commented, turning to Turret, "Are you ready to go to the University hospital? I guess that would be our little piece of heaven," she says sarcastically, at least about the heavan part.

ooc - that's the same way I see it. One, two, ready, break!

OOC: Merchanteil bank building it is!

Hummingbird heads up to the roof, followed by a thunking noise, and a profuse string of cursing and appologies as he heads out the door in a flash of color with CPU. (No damage, just seemed appropriate)

The General looks a bit bemused, "So, I guess they won't be needing the rescue worker armbands I was going to give them." He shakes his head while pulling out 6 yellow armbands from a box below the table and hands them over to the team. "Wear these so that the police and other military know who you are."

"Your Helecoptor should be waiting" he says, as he gives you all a salute. "Good luck, and godspeed."

Indeed, outside and a few hundred feet away, there is a large helecoptor with a good sized basket next to it, attached by a cable. The basket is big enough to fit Turret, and there is more than enough room for the remaining 3 of you. Once you're all in and secure, the 'coptor takes off, and ushers you to your destination.

CPU, Hummingbird:
You make good time till you realise than neither of you knows the buildings by sight alone, at which point you slow down till CPU manages to figure out which street is which, and get you in the right direction. You land in an intersection between 3 large condo building and a smaller squat building. There's a faint trace of a rather rotten smell in the air, and it doesn't appear like any of these buildings have power. A group of people begin to gather around, staring at you curiously as you land.

Ice, Turret:
You are droped off first by the university hospital, which indeed doesn't look in good condition. The overhang over the emergancy entrance seems to have colapsed, and there are obvious cracks in the foundation. Power seems intermittent in some areas of the building, at least as indicated by the flashing lights in some windows, and there appears to be a large number of people trying to file and and out of the building at the same time, with few actualy getting anywhere. The arrival of Turret doesn't seem to help matters much, as the people seem to become a bit more urgent about getting into the building.

Highbrow, Kid Dinosaur:
You are droped off by the Merchanteil Bank, and you could only hope this is ground zero. The street is torn up and nearly useless to vehical traffic, in fact, you had to be droped off over a block away. Some buildings in the area still have power, but it doesn't appear the bank does, and most of the windows in the building are smashed. From a distance, you can hear a loud alarm going off. There doesn't seem to be a large number of people around here, though there is evidence that people fled the immediate area.

As Cedric is put on the ground. Cedric take a deep breath. Flying, I should say being drag into teh air is not as fun as I thought. Better have the solid ground under my feet. It is at that moment he see the people who starts to gather around.

"Hmmm...." Cedric looks at the people that surround him. He then speaks loudly "Lady and Gentlemen, can I have your attention please... with our entrance, I already had it." he adds to himself. "I present myself, I'm Cerdic Purkin, you can call me CPU. Here is Hummingbird. We are two members of the Resolute.

I would like first that everyone to gather here around me. Following the earthquake, it isn't safe to stay too near the buidlings, so I would like you to stay at least five meters from any building at all time. If you are aware of anyone that is hurt and cannot move, I would like you tell it to me. One at a time and in calm please."

OOC: Hmmm, with a big +0 to Diplomacy, I hope I will be able to convince the group to follow do what I want.

CPU/Hummingbird:
CPU's calm and orderly requests are met with about the same success as if he'd been talking to wild animals. Everyone begins to talk at once and head closer to the two of them, though several near the back seem particularly excited and are jumping up and waving, as it trying to move people and get your attention.

"Lady and gentlemen." shouts Cedric. "I need your cooperation, and the first thing will be to listen to me!"

If the crowd calm down: "Thank you. Yes, what you want?" He asks to the ones waving at him, walking through the crowd up to them.

If the crowd doesn't obey: "Oh damn!" he tells to himself and walk into the crowd, activating his force field to make sure people let him pass. "Yes, how can I help you?" he asks to the people who make sign to him.

As the basket under the Helicopter begins to descend towards the street Ice is unable to pass up the oportunity for theatrics, so the girl hops out, creating an Ice Slide as she does, leaving her standing a good 5 feet above the people crowding around the entrance when she finally stops. "I am Ice, and this is Turret, we are with the Resolutes. I'm going to need you all to listen so that everyone can be helped as quickly as possible." She quickly creates a waist-high wall of ice about 5 feet from the door, splitting the area in half.

"If you need to get into the hospital, line up on the right side of the wall, if you are trying to leave, keep to the left. Blocking the entrance so no one can get in wont help anyone at all." she tells the crowd, doing her best to suppress any panic, and reduce the milling useless mass that was clogging things up.

"Turret, look over the building, and tell me where it needs more support, and I'll support it with Pillars of Ice. Once I get them settled down, I'm going to go in, and see who is in charge, and what they want done."

OOC:I doubt that my attractive bonus counts, since half the crowd is female, so I guess diplomacy +8 to settle the crowd down.

Highbrow, Kid Dinosaur:
You are droped off by the Merchanteil Bank, and you could only hope this is ground zero. The street is torn up and nearly useless to vehical traffic, in fact, you had to be droped off over a block away. Some buildings in the area still have power, but it doesn't appear the bank does, and most of the windows in the building are smashed. From a distance, you can hear a loud alarm going off. There doesn't seem to be a large number of people around here, though there is evidence that people fled the immediate area.


"Wow, what a mess," Chip says, looking around at the devastation. It seems far worse in person than watching on television.

"Where do you think we should start? I'd say the bank - it looks like it's in the worst shape. Might draw looters, too."

"Yes ma'am." Turret quickly starts to survey the structure with a somewhat untrained eye. Turret slowly starts to pace around the building searching for the best places for the ice supports.

CPU/Hummingbird:
The crowd doesn't stop, but some quiet down enough for there to be heard above the noise people shouting "Gas! Gas!"

Ice/Turret:
Ice isn't getting quite the desired reaction, simply due to the shere number of people. While the one entrance that can hear her has calmed down a bit, there are other entrances that are just as bad (The building is actualy 4 ajoined buildings over 4 blocks, with several entrances).

Turret finds several good places for supports, though he is sure that ice supports won't last too long, and once they melt may cause even more damage. He can find a few key spots where it will last fairly long, or cause the least amount of damage, but the ice support would be best in places where repairs can be done quickly.

"Wow, what a mess," Chip says, looking around at the devastation. It seems far worse in person than watching on television.

"Where do you think we should start? I'd say the bank - it looks like it's in the worst shape. Might draw looters, too."

"A Logical place to start. May I suggest you assume a form appropriate to our situation?"

Highbrow then starts toward the direction of the bank albeit warily.

OOC: Notice? Search?

Ice sighs when she realizes that the other entrances haven't heard her. The Teen hero creates an Ice Slide, moving herself to each entrance in turn, to repeat her message and actions. When she is done creating the seperation barriers, she heads back to see if Turret had figured anything out about using Ice Supports.

"A Logical place to start. May I suggest you assume a form appropriate to our situation?"


"Good idea," Chip says.

With a flash of white light, Chip grows and expands, filling up a good portion of the broken street. The light fades a few seconds later, revealing a T-Rex in all its monstrous glory. He twists his neck as if working out a kink.

"Figured I'd start with this form," Kid Dinosaur says in his same adolescent voice. "You know, just in case there are looters. It's LA, after all. The T-Rex cas smell as well as a dog, so it's still useful. Once we're in tighter quarters, I can change to Canis Dirus or something smaller."

Kid Dinosaur lumbers casually alongside Highbrow as they make their way toward the bank. He occasionally sniffs the air, trying to get a feel for the area. He also sniffs Highbrow, in case he needs to track him by scent at some future point.

Cedric quickly move toward the person who spoke about the gas. As soon as Cedric will have spot the gas leak, he will turn to the crowd. "Listen up!" shout CPU (OOC:Diplomacy just sink. Intimidate goes on!) "It is not a cocktail party here. I'm in charge, you listen all. If anyone is smoking, you stop right now! If you have any electonic item, you don't touch it. That include cellular. Everyone will follow Hummingbird in calm. And if someone disobey, I'll make sure you obey, your safety is in play. If you want to complain, you'll do it to my superiors when you'll be out of the area. Thank you for your full cooperation"

Cedric add for Hummingbird, throught the commlink "Lead them over there" Pointing an empty intersection. "And make sure there is no leak over there. You smell it easily, gas have added smell that is not natural."

"CPU to head of operation. We have a gas leak." Cedirc gives the exact point of the leak. "I want to know where is the valve that would allow us to cut the gas and what impact it will have on the essential service."

Ice/Turret:
Ice is able to move around the building, and help with some of the panic, though it's a matter of degrees and far from fixing the problem permanently, with far too many people trying to go through entrances designed for fewer. By the time she is done, Turret things he has found a few critical support areas that would halt the immediate danger, if he helps prop them up properly first.

Highbrow/Kid Dinosaur:
As they approach the bank, they can feel the ground begin to shake again and dust begin to stir up.

CPU/Hummingbird:
OOC: cuervo96, you still around?

Highbrow/Kid Dinosaur:
As they approach the bank, they can feel the ground begin to shake again and dust begin to stir up.


Highbrow stood still for a moment, staring at the ground. He then took refuge under his giant sauriod companion. "An aftershock perhaps?"

OOC: Jack-all-trades to use Knowledge: Earth Sciences +7, If I can "Take Ten" I will do so.

Highbrow stood still for a moment, staring at the ground. He then took refuge under his giant sauriod companion. "An aftershock perhaps?"



"Maybe," Kid Dinosaur says. "We're gonna have to be real careful if we go inside anything. Especially you."


ooc - Kid Dino will look around at all the buildings in the area. Is dust only being stirred up near the bank, or elsewhere as well? If it's localized, he's more inclined to suspect it's caused by something collapsing.

Turret starts the methodical work of placing columns with Ice.

"So how did you end up with the Resolutes? We need another one over this way." His voice a muffled shade of friendly. Turret gestures with the big gun arm.

Ice complies with Turret's request for a column, it was his area of expertise after all. The punk girl concentrates on freezing the water vapor in the air, making it thick, and after a minute or so of work, she ends up with a giant collumn thice as thick around as Turret's suit. After a moment of thought, she also dropped the temperature around the column to as close as she could get to 0 degrees, it would do no good for the thing to melt and lose its strength. Then she moves on to the next spot he indicates.

"My parents wnted me to go to college, and I didn't want to go full time. While I'm doing this I am taking a class at a musical school, so long as I am going to school and the resolutes my praents aren't bugging me about anything. They might if they see how dangerous this could be though."

"Maybe," Kid Dinosaur says. "We're gonna have to be real careful if we go inside anything. Especially you."


"Indeed, a cursory examination of any structures will be prudent."

Highbrow/Kid Dinosaur:
As they approach the bank, they can feel the ground begin to shake again and dust begin to stir up.

CPU/Hummingbird:
OOC: cuervo96, you still around?

OOC: Still here. In Dallas for the weekend, so this will be brief.

With no experience with natural gas leaks, and knowing that his powers would me more suited to pulling people out of the path of danger or finding the leak if it's underground, Hummingbird is content for the moment to follow orders. Like a Lassie leading the rescue party to Timmy in the well, he buzzes around the crowd, herding them towards the empty intersection and away from the potential danger.

Right this way, folks. Step lively...this way to the greatest show on Earth...just follow me...featuring Jo-Jo the dog-faced boy, the bearded lady, wonders of which you've never dreamed. C'mon, people, move...get along, little doggies!"

Highbrow stood still for a moment, staring at the ground. He then took refuge under his giant sauriod companion. "An aftershock perhaps?"

OOC: Jack-all-trades to use Knowledge: Earth Sciences +7, If I can "Take Ten" I will do so.
HighBrow has no reason to think it's not an aftershock, as they are common enough in larger earthquakes.

Dust was being stired up everywhere, at least within sight where you could see the dust.

The shaking lasts for a few moments, no more than 10 seconds, and then stops.

Ice complies with Turret's request for a column, it was his area of expertise after all. The punk girl concentrates on freezing the water vapor in the air, making it thick, and after a minute or so of work, she ends up with a giant collumn thice as thick around as Turret's suit. After a moment of thought, she also dropped the temperature around the column to as close as she could get to 0 degrees, it would do no good for the thing to melt and lose its strength. Then she moves on to the next spot he indicates.
Indeed, with the added support and cooler tempuratures, the supports should hold for a while longer, but there is still a lot of people filing in and out of the hospital.

A pudgy bald man approaches you, rather timidly, shivering as he asks "Um.. excuse me... um, what are you doing to my, um, hospital?" He braces in case his question causes an offensive responce.

CPU's comments are met with calm, panic, anger, and rebellion, as the people filter in all sorts of directions, most heading away from the center, but many refusing, and a few approaching angerly, screaming about being threatened.

OOC: Still here. In Dallas for the weekend, so this will be brief.

With no experience with natural gas leaks, and knowing that his powers would me more suited to pulling people out of the path of danger or finding the leak if it's underground, Hummingbird is content for the moment to follow orders. Like a Lassie leading the rescue party to Timmy in the well, he buzzes around the crowd, herding them towards the empty intersection and away from the potential danger.

Right this way, folks. Step lively...this way to the greatest show on Earth...just follow me...featuring Jo-Jo the dog-faced boy, the bearded lady, wonders of which you've never dreamed. C'mon, people, move...get along, little doggies!"
While poping around, Hummingbird notices that the smell of gas is indeed much stronger by the center, and is able to herd the people further and further back. Those that were threatening CPU being to think better of it seeing this new display and simply move away as well. Soon, they are at least on the other side of the street, but by then, CPU can smell the gas much better now.

HighBrow has no reason to think it's not an aftershock, as they are common enough in larger earthquakes.

Dust was being stired up everywhere, at least within sight where you could see the dust.

The shaking lasts for a few moments, no more than 10 seconds, and then stops.

"Is the dust inhibiting your olfactory acuity? If so the dust makes us vulnerable to ambush. I suggest perhaps you change into Icaronycteris, the prehistoric bat." Highbrow suggests to the Dino Kid.

"We are members of the Resolutes sir, we were sent to help you guys out. We were just adding to the hospital's supports, trying to slow down any possible collapse that might happen. Turret is a Structural engineer, so he was telling me where to place the supports." Cherry says with an encouraging smile to the man.

"Our next step was going to be to come in and see what else you wanted done since you guys ae the professionals, and we are here to help you do what you do. I am Ice, and this is Turret."

"Is the dust inhibiting your olfactory acuity? If so the dust makes us vulnerable to ambush. I suggest perhaps you change into Icaronycteris, the prehistoric bat." Highbrow suggests to the Dino Kid.

"Wow, you sure know your prehistoric animals," Kid Dinosaur says. "Most adults would be hard pressed to name more than three species.

"The dust doesn't seem to be bothering my smell too much, but I'll keep that Icaronycteris in mind - it's a good idea. Now, let's see if anyone's stuck in the bank."

"Wow, you sure know your prehistoric animals," Kid Dinosaur says. "Most adults would be hard pressed to name more than three species.

"The dust doesn't seem to be bothering my smell too much, but I'll keep that Icaronycteris in mind - it's a good idea. Now, let's see if anyone's stuck in the bank."

"Very good then, lead on lad."


OOC: Hopefully I am not stepping on toes. Suggesting things is about the only thing Highbrow does well. :) Between Jack of all Trades and Eiditic Memory. He has a +11 on remembering Prehistoric Creatures.

"Very good then, lead on lad."


Kid Dino leads on toward the bank, trying to keep a slow pace so that Highbrow can keep up over the destroyed pavement.




OOC: Hopefully I am not stepping on toes. Suggesting things is about the only thing Highbrow does well. :) Between Jack of all Trades and Eiditic Memory. He has a +11 on remembering Prehistoric Creatures.

ooc - Works for me. Chip would actually be quite impressed and thrilled to have someone he could talk shop with...who could even teach him a couple things about his specialty. Chip only has a +10 Prehistoric Critters, after all. :)

CPU's comments are met with calm, panic, anger, and rebellion, as the people filter in all sorts of directions, most heading away from the center, but many refusing, and a few approaching angerly, screaming about being threatened.


While poping around, Hummingbird notices that the smell of gas is indeed much stronger by the center, and is able to herd the people further and further back. Those that were threatening CPU being to think better of it seeing this new display and simply move away as well. Soon, they are at least on the other side of the street, but by then, CPU can smell the gas much better now.

Hummingbird smiles to see how well people are responding to his efforts to shepherd them away from the danger zone.

"Thank you for your cooperation, folks. We're interested in your safety here, so just keep moving and we'll have this as cleared up as we can in no time. Please don't just stop once you're on the side of the street. If there IS a broken gas main you'll want to be as far away from it as you can be. Head for your homes or the nearest place of refuge you can find."

Alec shooes the on-lookers away and zips back to CPU, smelling how quickly the odor of gas seems to be filling the street.

"I'm no expert in these areas, CPU, but I know that anything that smells this bad can't be good. I can help you fix it if it's in hard-to-reach places, but you've got to tell me what to do...and I'm betting it had better be fast!"

"If the headquater can answer me, you ability to pass through walls and ground might be usefull. We won't have time to dig to close the valve. But we need to know where is the valve. The other way is to seal the breach, but we will have to find something that can retain the pression in these pipe and that produce no spark. A rock that rub some metal can create spark, so we can't simple bury that pipe. We can't do a weilding, as it produce spark too. I can't us my powers either, or I'll explode."

CPU asks again through the commlink. "CPU to head of operation. I repeat. We have a gas leak." Cedirc gives the exact point of the leak. "I want to know where is the valve that would allow us to cut the gas and what impact it will have on the essential service."

CPU starts to look around for any source of water. "If I don't have answer we will drown the pipe. It will reduce the chance of an explosion and we might even seal it after that by burying it."

OOC: Craft Structure +8 - I want to know if I don't know a way to repair a broken pipe that produce no spark.

"We are members of the Resolutes sir, we were sent to help you guys out. We were just adding to the hospital's supports, trying to slow down any possible collapse that might happen. Turret is a Structural engineer, so he was telling me where to place the supports." Cherry says with an encouraging smile to the man.

"Our next step was going to be to come in and see what else you wanted done since you guys ae the professionals, and we are here to help you do what you do. I am Ice, and this is Turret."
"Oh," he says, straightening up a little bit. "Well, in that case, I'm Dr. Rathburn, chief administrator of the hospital. And thank you for your help. We're having trouple with people with minor injuries flooding in, and since not all the elevators are working, some of our more serious patients are stuck on the upper floors. There's probably not much more you can do about the inflow of people, but can you help us get some of the critical patients to a safer area? Unless you know how to fix the elevators...."

Kid Dino leads on toward the bank, trying to keep a slow pace so that Highbrow can keep up over the destroyed pavement.
The two of you continue to approach the bank. Lights flicker inside the bank, as well as other buildings in the area. The stop light at the corner does not appear to be functioning.
You hear something from in the direction of the bank, like a muffled yell or scream perhaps.
You spot something round appear in one of the windows of the bank, and then quickly disapear again.
You're now about 120' from the bank.

Everyone's com unit crackles to life.
CPU asks again through the commlink. "CPU to head of operation. I repeat. We have a gas leak." Cedirc gives the exact point of the leak. "I want to know where is the valve that would allow us to cut the gas and what impact it will have on the essential service."
Shortly afterwards, a responce crackles over the comms, "We're getting schematics up now. We've tried to kill the power and gas from other sources, but to no avail. How bad is the leak? You're near the pipe in the basement right?"
CPU starts to look around for any source of water. "If I don't have answer we will drown the pipe. It will reduce the chance of an explosion and we might even seal it after that by burying it."

OOC: Craft Structure +8 - I want to know if I don't know a way to repair a broken pipe that produce no spark.
CPU can spot a single fire hydrant accross the street from the station.

Meanwhile, the crowd, realizing the danger, has fled in a mob like fashion down the streats. Soon, the area is clear of all but a few stragling onlookers with cameras.

"I can probably get all your patients down to ground level with my Ice slides, I just need a big enough opening to slide their beds, or whatever through. Maybe Turret can work on the elevators while I do that, he is super smart." Ice offers as a compliment.

The two of you continue to approach the bank. Lights flicker inside the bank, as well as other buildings in the area. The stop light at the corner does not appear to be functioning.

You're now about 120' from the bank.

Highbrow's voice echoed in Kid Dinosaur's head but his lips have yet to move.
To Kid Dinosaur via Mental Communication:"Did you see that? Someone was in the bank window and quickly obsfucated themselves. I believe we will have more duties then search and rescue here."

OOC: Super-Senses' Array is in Danger Sense. Does Highbrow calculate immediate attack?

Highbrow's voice echoed in Kid Dinosaur's head but his lips have yet to move.
To Kid Dinosaur via Mental Communication:"Did you see that? Someone was in the bank window and quickly obsfucated themselves. I believe we will have more duties then search and rescue here."


It takes Kid Dinosaur a moment to remember the mental communication. He looks around at the windows, but sees nothing.

"No, missed it," he says through the mental link. "I'm pretty sure I heard someone cry or scream from inside, though. Someone trapped or in trouble. We may want to hurry."

Kid Dinosaur's T-rex form flashes brilliantly, then shrinks down to a shorter form. The light fades, revealing an Ankylosaurus - the dinosaur equivalent of an armored truck.

"Try to stay behind me as we approach," he says. "Just in case someone decides to use us for target practice."

CPU answers through the commlink "At the smell, serious, but I am not used to gaz leak, I can't guess percentage in the air. I'm aware that anything can explode at the first spark... so I am quite powerless for now, as the first use of my powers could turn this gas into a fireball and me into a steak..."

Cedric suddenly have an idea. He asks to Hummingbird. "Hummingbird. Can you make matter phase through matter? Could you pass a sheat of metal or a stone through the pipe and make it solid once it block the pipe?"

CPU answers through the commlink "At the smell, serious, but I am not used to gaz leak. I'm aware that anything can explode at the first spark... so I am quite powerless for now, as the first use of my powers could turn this gas into a fireball and me into a steak..."

Cedric suddenly have an idea. He asks to Hummingbird. "Hummingbird. Can you make matter phase through matter? Could you pass a sheat of metal or a stone through the pipe and make it solid once it block the pipe?"

"Well, that's AN idea, and an interesting one...let's talk it out over the link, because I'm not Mr. Wizard, despite my card tricks"

Hummingbird projects his thoughts across the mental link and frames the problem for his teammates:

"We've got a gas leak in a buried pipe. The feds have tried turning off the flow, but they're stymied. CPU is neutralized, because if he sparks, we die. His idea is for me to bring a sheet of metal or a big rock down into the pipe, phase it in, then let it materialize within the pipe, blocking the flow. Here's the problem:

"I have NO idea what will happen if I try to phase solid matter INTO solid matter and let it rematerialize...two masses suddenly occupying the same space seems like it's just BEGGING to generate heat...and that would be bad around all this gas. Thoughts? I mean, I CAN do it, but as Michael Crichton says in Jurassic Park, just because I CAN doesn't mean I SHOULD...."

Cedric answers through the mental link. Not that bad... heat is not dangerous if produce in the pipe directly. Gas need oxygen to combust. If there is more than 15% of methane in the air, it can't combust. We are talking a 100% concentration in the pipe... we just need a garantee that there will be no oxygen that would reach the point where you insert the metal plate or rock, and we can use water for that. You'll need to insert it in a place where the pipe is covered by the rock and then coem water. If some hole to the surface is created by that, water will infiltarte, and not oxygen, and so we wouldn't see a pcoket of methane with 5% to 15% in concentration, which is what we don't want, as it is the dangerous concentration. Basic knowledge in demolition... you need to understand all thing that can blow.

OOC: I've been formed by Gaz Metropolitain to handle situation where gaz leak could be found. It was part of my advance first aid formation I got a few year ago... if you want to be more comic and less realist, tell it. Comics doesn't always answer to science, or we wouldn't be supers :)

Turret smiles at the compliment and accepts it with a nod of his head.

"Play nice with the patients." Turret starts to walk off towards the hospital slipping his hands free from the gun arms. "Hopefully, I'll have the elevators up and running soon."

Heading inside, Turret will head over to the elevators to begin his analysis of the problem.

"Well, that's AN idea, and an interesting one...let's talk it out over the link, because I'm not Mr. Wizard, despite my card tricks"

Hummingbird projects his thoughts across the mental link and frames the problem for his teammates:

"We've got a gas leak in a buried pipe. The feds have tried turning off the flow, but they're stymied. CPU is neutralized, because if he sparks, we die. His idea is for me to bring a sheet of metal or a big rock down into the pipe, phase it in, then let it materialize within the pipe, blocking the flow. Here's the problem:

"I have NO idea what will happen if I try to phase solid matter INTO solid matter and let it rematerialize...two masses suddenly occupying the same space seems like it's just BEGGING to generate heat...and that would be bad around all this gas. Thoughts? I mean, I CAN do it, but as Michael Crichton says in Jurassic Park, just because I CAN doesn't mean I SHOULD...."

via Mental Communication:
"According to Sub-quantum Transformational Relativity Theory, Asymmetrically phased material, also known as transphasic, is used to describe matter that is not in a steady phasic state. That is to say, the matter in question does not have a normal period of oscillation between an interactive state and a non-interactive state, and it's frequency fluctuates randomly. Instead, it shifts randomly between the two states; making it able to pass through virtually any material, regardless of its interphase value. This should not generate any thermal energy and I calculate you are well within safety parameters."


OOC: Jack of Trades/Eiditic Memory to Take Ten on Knowledge: Physical Sciences for 21. Which I figure is enough to know that if a HP is spent. He will be able to use Extra Effort to pull off this "Power Stunt." In fact If I can I will use Luck Control to do spend the HP.

Turret smiles at the compliment and accepts it with a nod of his head.

"Play nice with the patients." Turret starts to walk off towards the hospital slipping his hands free from the gun arms. "Hopefully, I'll have the elevators up and running soon."

Heading inside, Turret will head over to the elevators to begin his analysis of the problem.
OOC are you leaving the suit? How tall it is again?

OOC: Taking the suit. My wheelchair is back at the plane. The suit is 9'1".

Hummingbird is fairly sure he can not phase matter into other matter, let alone doing it accurately while being unable to see while totaly emersed in matter.

OOC: You don't have insubstantial-selective, which is realy what you need to do what you want, plus you have no way to see when you're inside solid mater.

Turret crouches down and is able to crawl through the doors and walk hunched over into the Hospital. The head administrator gatering an orderly or two to help clear stuff out of your way till they can get you to the first elevator bank.

From what it looks like, many of the elevators have engaged their emergancy brakes and not releasing them. It may be a software controll issue, or they may need to be manualy released from above the car.

Meanwhile, Ice heads up to the uper floors, and helps create some ice slides for the less critical patients to slide down, while a few hospital workers bring out some beds to help cushin the landing.

Kid Dinosaur slowly begins to advance, with Highbrow behind him. This time, a head peaks out again and then ducks back around a corner. Quickly followed by a scream and a man in a ski mask bolting out the door and down the street around the corner.

The ground rumbles again, enough to where Hightower needs to lean on Kid Dino to stay standing, before it becomes quiet again.

OOC: You don't have insubstantial-selective, which is realy what you need to do what you want, plus you have no way to see when you're inside solid mater.

Question, would it be possible for him to gain it with extra efforts? If he use it to gain access to a Alternate Power power feat? If he can do that, Cedric will eb able to guide him with the device he has, as it have X-Ray vision. It will be a bit tricky but possible, at condition he can gain access to selective.

"A possible hostage situation...." The computer like mind of Highbrow started launching into calculating variables at lightning speed. He surveyed the building via his monocular, letting his mind come up with the best way of approaching the situation.


OOC: Shift my array into Mental Quickness, allowing me to take 20 on Knowledge (Tactics), giving me a roll of 40

"A hostage situation...." The computer like mind of Highbrow started launching into calculating variables at lightning speed. He surveyed the building via his monocular, letting his mind come up with the best way of approaching the situation.



Kid Dinosaur scarcely notices the ground shaking. The ankylosaurus form has four legs and a very low center of gravity. He's not too likely to get knocked over.

"What do you think? Should we go charging in, or try something a bit more sneaky?" he says.

Kid Dinosaur scarcely notices the ground shaking. The ankylosaurus form has four legs and a very low center of gravity. He's not too likely to get knocked over.

"What do you think? Should we go charging in, or try something a bit more sneaky?" he says.

"Since civilian lives are at risk, a more...delicate approach will be needed."

"A hostage situation...." The computer like mind of Highbrow started launching into calculating variables at lightning speed. He surveyed the building via his monocular, letting his mind come up with the best way of approaching the situation.


OOC: Shift my array into Mental Quickness, allowing me to take 20 on Knowledge (Tactics), giving me a roll of 40
Given that the fleeing man in a mask consiously looked to run away from you, you don't have enough data the determine if it's a hostage situation. You don't know if there are any inocents in the building, only that there was at least one man who went fleeing away from you.

Question, would it be possible for him to gain it with extra efforts? If he use it to gain access to a Alternate Power power feat? If he can do that, Cedric will eb able to guide him with the device he has, as it have X-Ray vision. It will be a bit tricky but possible, at condition he can gain access to selective.
He might be able to. Using extra effort to gain alternate powers doesn't seem quire right, but I don't see anything imediately in the rules to preclude it

"It seems safe to retrieve him without endangering anyone."

OOC: I misread the last post..I didnt realize he bolted down the street :o
While Kid Dino retrieves the guy, I will look inside the building but not go inside.
Stealth +0, Notice +20

"It seems safe to retrieve him without endangering anyone."



"Right, I'm on it," Kid Dino says with a hint of glee.

He flashes brilliantly again, this time shrinking down to a size smaller than Highbrow. Kid Dino assumes the form of a velociraptor - scarcely more than three feet at the shoulder and about six feet from head to tail. However, this form is immensely faster and more nimble than most others. He tears off after the fleeing man, leaping over piles of rubble that get in the way.

As he closes, he'll shout out at the man, "Halt! In the name of the UN, I order you to stop where you are!"

If the man fails to comply, Kid Dino will attempt a leaping tackle.


ooc - ~50mph speed in this form, Leaping 3 (10x); Attack +14, Grapple +17.

He might be able to. Using extra effort to gain alternate powers doesn't seem quire right, but I don't see anything imediately in the rules to preclude it

Let me know when you guys figure out what I'm able to do or not. I've mostly been planning to use the phase as an omni-directional flying tool as well as a method for picking up baddies and dropping them from a hundred feet up or so to shut them up. In the mean time, I'll do what I can to contribute. :)

"Look, CPU, I'm still rather iffy on the "take stuff with me when I port" ideas...Yes, my clothes come with me, and yes, I can lift some pretty big stuff, but I've only once ever ported something through something else...and I don't like to talk about that."

Hummingbird looks visibly upset at the memory.

"If I could remember what I did that time, I'd try to help, but I was so angry and scared -- I don't think I could do that just because I WANTED to."

As Kid Dinosaur takes off, one of the windows shatters as a bullet comes flying out of it, flying just wide of Kid Dinosaur. You can hear a few muffled shouts, as well as Kid Dinosaur can see a man with a gun duck behind the counter.

As Kid Dinosaur takes off, one of the windows shatters as a bullet comes flying out of it, flying just wide of Kid Dinosaur. You can hear a few muffled shouts, as well as Kid Dinosaur can see a man with a gun duck behind the counter.

"Whoa!" Kid Dino says as he comes under fire.

"Highbrow, you want me to come back and help with the shooter inside, or stay on the guy I'm chasing down the street?" he says via the mental link.

"Whoa!" Kid Dino says as he comes under fire.

"Highbrow, you want me to come back and help with the shooter inside, or stay on the guy I'm chasing down the street?" he says via the mental link.


"Capture the runner I will handle the shooter." Highbrow analyzes angles, trajectory and structural integrity before taking a shot with his Blaster.

OCC: Since I was already moving towards the window, I will use Quickness to take twenty on Craft: Structural (27 or 32 w/ Eiditic Memory, since I did try to analyze the building schematics of local buildings on the trip over) to know where to shoot to collapse the window frame, blocking the shooter's line of fire. If I roll cruddy I will spend an HP cause the manuever looks kewl!

"Capture the runner I will handle the shooter."


"Copy that," Kid Dino says.

He will continue his pursuit at full speed, still intending to perform a leaping attack/grapple if the perp doesn't halt per his commands.

"Capture the runner I will handle the shooter." Highbrow analyzes angles, trajectory and structural integrity before taking a shot with his Blaster.

OCC: Since I was already moving towards the window, I will use Quickness to take twenty on Craft: Structural (27 or 32 w/ Eiditic Memory, since I did try to analyze the building schematics of local buildings on the trip over) to know where to shoot to collapse the window frame, blocking the shooter's line of fire. If I roll cruddy I will spend an HP cause the manuever looks kewl!
OOC: Keep in mind, we're talking a row of 8 6' by 6' glass windows, you've just had bad angles into the building up untill your final approach. If you still wish to do this, then you're set, but I want to make sure you understand what you're firing into and trying to do.

OOC: Keep in mind, we're talking a row of 8 6' by 6' glass windows, you've just had bad angles into the building up untill your final approach. If you still wish to do this, then you're set, but I want to make sure you understand what you're firing into and trying to do.

OOC: Nope I didnt realize the windows were so big. I will do the same analysis but shoot the ceiling or wall above/behind the shooter who ducked behind the desk, to collapse a portion of ceiling or wall on him. :)

"If I could remember what I did that time, I'd try to help, but I was so angry and scared -- I don't think I could do that just because I WANTED to."

CPU replies "If you have a better idea, tell it... for now, I'm short of idea. Usually, they need to excavate to some vavle and cut it. We can't excavate. Repairing mean welding, which mean fire or spark that would blow that street up. But if you don't feel it because you've done only once and you don't know how, I would say, try it, except if you think it is dangerous for you... I don't suggest that to kill you."

OOC: Ice? Turret?

OOC2: I'll have an update on monday for anyone waiting for me (I know Kid Dino and HighBrow are)

OOC: Your post covered Ice's plans, once evacing thepatients is done, she would ask what else the doctors need done. Since you already said it I'm not quite sure what you want. Did you want Ice to restate it?

OOC: OK, I missed that. In that case, need to wait on what Turret is going to do.

Ice & Turret:

Once Ice is done moving the patients that are safe to move, It seems there is little left to do but check on Turret.

OOC: still waiting on Turret, I'll give him a bit more time.

CPU & Humingbird:
OOC: What's the plan? You can try the patching, you'll have a round to try to fit it in there unless you spend more than 1 hero point.

Kid Dinosaur & Highbrow:
2 Shots ring out, one in the street, one, a pistol firing from the fleeing man, firing at Kid Dinosaur, striking him and bruising him. The other, from Highbrow, who's shot simply falls dead against the glass of the bank. Fortunately for him, a Barage of bullets plink off the other side of the glass in his direction from a man aiming his rifle just above the counter. He seems about as pleased as Highbrow is.

Kid Dinosaur continues his charge and leaps onto the fleeing man, and grabs hold of him.

OOC: Next round's actions...

Kid Dino flinches in pain as the bullet grazes his hide, drawing a thin line of blood.

"Ouch!" he says mentally through the link. "Bastard shot me! Don't worry, it's not bad, though..."

He launches through the air and lands on his target, using claws and teeth to try to maintain his hold.

"Stop in the name of the Resolutes!" he tries his best to say while wrestling the man. "You're under arrest. Stop resisting or I'll be forced to eat you."

(ooc - Kid Dino will attempt to pin the man, giving special attention to keeping the gun arm safely out of his line.)

After Cherry had helped get the patients evacuated from the upper floors, she decided to go look to see what else was needed by the Hospital Director. On her way to find the man, the girl activates her commlink to put her in touch with the General and his team. "General, I was able to get the more critical patients out of the hospital, but the hospital staff will most likely need help getting them to other hospitals outside of the quake area. Is there anything that might be able to get through the damage area without hurting them worse?"

CPU left the decision to Hummingbird... it is his call

As Kid Dinosaur takes off, one of the windows shatters as a bullet comes flying out of it, flying just wide of Kid Dinosaur. You can hear a few muffled shouts, as well as Kid Dinosaur can see a man with a gun duck behind the counter.

"Capture the runner I will handle the shooter." Highbrow analyzes angles, trajectory and structural integrity before taking a shot with his Blaster.

OCC: Since I was already moving towards the window, I will use Quickness to take twenty on Craft: Structural (27 or 32 w/ Eiditic Memory, since I did try to analyze the building schematics of local buildings on the trip over) to know where to shoot to collapse the window frame, blocking the shooter's line of fire. If I roll cruddy I will spend an HP cause the manuever looks kewl!

OOC: Wow! I totally had the layout of this wrong. First I thought Highbrow advanced towards the broken window. So I thought we were shooting through the already broken glass. Second a 27 or 32 roll on Craft Structure couldnt figure out that the Blaster +8 couldnt affect the glass AND I was spending a HP on the manuever....

I gotta say I am a little disappointed with the results...

OOC: The schematics didn't mention Bullet Proof glass, so that may have been a later addition. and since you didn't roll cruddy, you didn't spend the HP. However, I didn't take the blaster into account, so....

Revision to Encounter:
Highbrow fires and the glass cracks from the stress of the shot, but does not break. However, the added force of the assault riffle firing finishes the job, however, the shots are still inefective.

OOC: So, the window is now shattered, no damage, and similar situation. Sorry about that. And never be afraid to ask a question about what happened/is happening, I'm far from perfect, and PbP can be confusing.

OOC: The schematics didn't mention Bullet Proof glass, so that may have been a later addition. and since you didn't roll cruddy, you didn't spend the HP. However, I didn't take the blaster into account, so....

Revision to Encounter:
Highbrow fires and the glass cracks from the stress of the shot, but does not break. However, the added force of the assault riffle firing finishes the job, however, the shots are still inefective.

OOC: So, the window is now shattered, no damage, and similar situation. Sorry about that. And never be afraid to ask a question about what happened/is happening, I'm far from perfect, and PbP can be confusing.

OOC: Gotcha...Hopefully I didnt sound like a jerk. :uhoh: Just wanted to express my confusion.

The corner of Highbrow's mouth twitched a bit in irritation. No matter what the calculations, predicting the inevitable X-Factor was always problematic. The formula to predict the X-Factor Variable had proved to be...elusive. Regaining a masque of stoicism he took aim again, mentally calculating the angles of the building, he was certain he would be more successful with his next shot.

OOC2: Alrighty I think I will just spend the HP to Emulate the Ricochet Feat to bounce my beam off of the wall and knock this wiseguy out!