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<blockquote data-quote="Dr Midnight" data-source="post: 2836870" data-attributes="member: 69"><p>The group appeared on a roof, several blocks away. They stepped out and stretched. </p><p></p><p>“That took a lot out of me,” Pixie said. “All that smiling and waving. I don’t think I could do that everyday.”</p><p></p><p>Hex said “We did well, though. JJ, you really impressed those kids.” </p><p></p><p>Gridiron shrugged. “When you play football, kids look up to you. You learn how to make ‘em happy when they come up to you for an autograph. I like seeing the smiles.”</p><p></p><p>“I tried. Couldn’t do it as well,” Constructor sighed. “I’m not good with kids.”</p><p></p><p>“Oooh, y’know what else you do when you play football? Endorsements! Damn, I should have been drinking a Pepsi for the cameras or at least wearing a Nike logo somewhere.” Gridiron looked excited as he imagined the possibilities.</p><p></p><p>“In the future, we should work more as a team,” Hex said, sitting against the building’s ledge. “Some day this week we shoud discuss strategies, and until then we’ll just take care to consider what everyone else is doing.”</p><p></p><p>“Agreed,” Savant said. “We should turn on the scanner and listen for more trouble.”</p><p></p><p>Hex reached into his top hat and removed the police scanner. *<em>zzzAND OH MAN, PIXIE’S GOT SOME LEGS ON HER, I TELL YOUzzz* </em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>*zzzYEAH? SHE’S GOT A PAIR OF STEMS ON HER, EHzzz*</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>*zzzYOU KNOW IT FREDzzz*</em></p><p></p><p>Pixie looked aghast. “I’m FIFTEEN! Those pigs!” She meant “pigs” in two entirely different derogatory ways. </p><p></p><p>“You don’t look fifteen in that outfit,” Frenzy said. She looked at him and he reddened. “I’m just saying.”</p><p></p><p>Another voice broke into the police scanner. *<em>zzzCUT THE CHATTER, WE’VE GOT A REPORT OF A 312, METAHUMAN OUT OF CONTROL AT THE OLD LIEFELD JUNKYARDzzz * </em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>*zzzWHAT’S THE I.D.zzz*</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>*zzzBIG, REALLY STRONG, JUST TEARING UP THE ENTIRE JUNKYARD APPARENTLY. NO I.D. ON A POSSIBLE SUPERVILLAINzzz*</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>*zzzROGER THAT. POSITION UNITS OUTSIDE THE YARD AT ALL EXITS BUT DO NOT MOVE TO ARREST. WE DON’T NEED ANY OFFICERS TRYING TO GO UP AGAINST THE JUGGERNAUT OR ANYTHING. LET HIM RUN HIS RAGE OUT, MAYBE SOMEONE CAPABLE WILL STEP INzzz*</em></p><p></p><p>“Someone capable,” Savant said, standing up. “Sounds like us.” </p><p></p><p>Constructor shook his head. “Wow. Going up against an actual metahuman. We’ve only fought humans so far.”</p><p></p><p>“Let’s do it,” Hex said. He conjured a large balloon, tied to a ten foot diameter basket that floated beneath it. “Non-flyers hop in. Constructor can pull us.”</p><p></p><p>Everyone stared at the balloon. “This,” Savant said cautiously, “Is the most undignified mode of travel I’ve ever heard of.”</p><p></p><p>Hex stepped into the basket. “I’m sorry, we could all just take a taxi.” The joke hit its mark and Savant climbed in along with everyone else. </p><p></p><p>Constructor pulled them into the night sky. Pixie flew alongside them with her bird wings. She was growing very skilled at flying, and she seemed to enjoy it so much. </p><p></p><p>They saw a pillar of dust rising from the ground in front of them, and a great crashing noise was heard from that little blotch of gray-brown earth down there. “That’s the junkyard,” Constructor announced. </p><p></p><p>Pixie adjusted her eyes to those of a hawk and peered down, trying to see what was causing the mess. “Looks like a big tank of a guy- maybe seven feet tall, completely covered in a navy blue body armor.”</p><p></p><p>“Crap,” Gridiron said. “IS it Juggernaut?”</p><p></p><p>“No, too small. Still really strong though. He’s flipping cars all over the place. We’ll have to be careful.”</p><p></p><p>Savant spoke up. “Care to try that teamwork idea? I have a plan to hit him all at once. Listen…” He laid out his plan while Constructor brought them down low behind a stack of cars. </p><p></p><p>When they stepped out, they could feel the rumbling of the creature’s thrashing through their bootsoles. It gave them each a nervous fluttering- this was going to be a real fight. </p><p></p><p>“RARRRRRRGHHH!!!” the monster screamed in a deep, rumbley voice. It lashed out and smashed a semi’s engine block and it flew off into a pile of old refrigerators. “RRRrrrr…huh?” Lights were shining down on it from above. It looked up to see a robot flying down towards him with what looked like headlights beaming. The robot held out its arms and energy blasts bathed the creature, which was now a barely perceptible shadow inside of the bright orange-yellow blast. “DAMMIT!” it shouted. When the light cleared the body armor had melted in crispy black plates against the misshapen body. It almost looked like it had been made of plastic. </p><p></p><p>It cursed to itself as it looked around for the robot. It was gone, and in the sky now was an enormous hawk-girl who was carrying a wrecked car with gorilla legs. The opposable thumbs released their grips on the car and it smashed down into the monster. “ARRRGH!” it screamed. “Wha-“ </p><p></p><p>A wrecking ball was flying towards it at head level.</p><p></p><p><em><strong>DING!</strong></em> It was the sound of a manhole being used to swat a bowling ball out of the air. The blow sent monster flying end over end into an enormous tower of ruined cars, where it smashed. The pile fell around it. Savant leapt out of the crane he’d used to control the wrecking ball with. The New Legends surrounded the pile, ready to hit the creature with everything they had. </p><p></p><p>A large three-fingered hand rose up out of the pile of cars and waved. The deep voice shouted “Wait! Stop!” The crispy black beast clambered up, holding its hands outward. “Hold on, hold on hold on. Geez, when you guys hit you don’t ask questions first, huh?”</p><p></p><p>If Hex had eyes, he would have blinked. “What??”</p><p></p><p>“You take bait like pros, though, I’ll tellya.” It climbed out of the pile of cars and looked at them all with its hands on its hips.</p><p></p><p>Pixie looked very confused. “Bait? How are you ‘bait’?”</p><p></p><p>“We want to talk to you. Here, maybe this will help.” It wiped its immense hands over its face. A rough rasping sound came from it, like cinderblocks being rubbed together. The melted black plastic sloughed away to reveal dirty orange-red chunks of stone. It smiled at them, knowing that now they recognized it.</p><p></p><p>“The Thing?” Gridiron said incredulously. “The friggin’ THING?”</p><p></p><p><a href="http://www.fantastic-four.nl/thingrs.gif" target="_blank">“The ever-lovin’ Thing,” </a> The Thing said. “Mama Grimm’s darlin’ boy in the flesh. We want a word with you if you’re up for it.” He picked some sort of communicator from his pocket and said “Got ‘em, Stretch.”</p><p></p><p>Frenzy lowered his fists. He seemed as awestruck as the others. “You who? The Fantastic Four?”</p><p></p><p>“That’s right,” The Thing said as he brushed the rest of the black stuff off of his body. </p><p></p><p>“Awesome,” Gridiron said. He was the only one of the group who had ever met a real-life celebrity, so he was more prepared to deal with the shock. “I’ve got no problem talking to you guys. What do you want to know?”</p><p></p><p>“We won’t talk here,” The Thing replied as a high-pitched turbine sound in the sky got closer. “We’ll go to our place. More privacy.” The Fantasticar, the high-profile superteam’s means of conveyance, lowered to the ground. In it was a thin man with graying hair at his temples that everyone recognized. </p><p></p><p>“Hi,” he said. “My name’s Reed.” He reached out and shook hands with everyone with one elongated arm. “Care to take a trip with us to the Baxter Building? We’d like to get to know you, and offer you our welcome into the superhuman community.”</p><p></p><p>“I can’t believe this,” Frenzy said to himself as he stepped into the car and took a seat. “I just can’t believe this.”</p><p></p><p>“Believe it kid,” The Thing said as he leaned back into a specially-made chair that fit his hulking mass. "This is all authentic." </p><p></p><p>The Fantasticar lifted up into the sky. </p><p></p><p><em><strong>Next:</strong></em><strong> Meeting the Neighbors</strong></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Dr Midnight, post: 2836870, member: 69"] The group appeared on a roof, several blocks away. They stepped out and stretched. “That took a lot out of me,” Pixie said. “All that smiling and waving. I don’t think I could do that everyday.” Hex said “We did well, though. JJ, you really impressed those kids.” Gridiron shrugged. “When you play football, kids look up to you. You learn how to make ‘em happy when they come up to you for an autograph. I like seeing the smiles.” “I tried. Couldn’t do it as well,” Constructor sighed. “I’m not good with kids.” “Oooh, y’know what else you do when you play football? Endorsements! Damn, I should have been drinking a Pepsi for the cameras or at least wearing a Nike logo somewhere.” Gridiron looked excited as he imagined the possibilities. “In the future, we should work more as a team,” Hex said, sitting against the building’s ledge. “Some day this week we shoud discuss strategies, and until then we’ll just take care to consider what everyone else is doing.” “Agreed,” Savant said. “We should turn on the scanner and listen for more trouble.” Hex reached into his top hat and removed the police scanner. *[i]zzzAND OH MAN, PIXIE’S GOT SOME LEGS ON HER, I TELL YOUzzz* *zzzYEAH? SHE’S GOT A PAIR OF STEMS ON HER, EHzzz* *zzzYOU KNOW IT FREDzzz*[/I] Pixie looked aghast. “I’m FIFTEEN! Those pigs!” She meant “pigs” in two entirely different derogatory ways. “You don’t look fifteen in that outfit,” Frenzy said. She looked at him and he reddened. “I’m just saying.” Another voice broke into the police scanner. *[i]zzzCUT THE CHATTER, WE’VE GOT A REPORT OF A 312, METAHUMAN OUT OF CONTROL AT THE OLD LIEFELD JUNKYARDzzz * *zzzWHAT’S THE I.D.zzz* *zzzBIG, REALLY STRONG, JUST TEARING UP THE ENTIRE JUNKYARD APPARENTLY. NO I.D. ON A POSSIBLE SUPERVILLAINzzz* *zzzROGER THAT. POSITION UNITS OUTSIDE THE YARD AT ALL EXITS BUT DO NOT MOVE TO ARREST. WE DON’T NEED ANY OFFICERS TRYING TO GO UP AGAINST THE JUGGERNAUT OR ANYTHING. LET HIM RUN HIS RAGE OUT, MAYBE SOMEONE CAPABLE WILL STEP INzzz*[/I] “Someone capable,” Savant said, standing up. “Sounds like us.” Constructor shook his head. “Wow. Going up against an actual metahuman. We’ve only fought humans so far.” “Let’s do it,” Hex said. He conjured a large balloon, tied to a ten foot diameter basket that floated beneath it. “Non-flyers hop in. Constructor can pull us.” Everyone stared at the balloon. “This,” Savant said cautiously, “Is the most undignified mode of travel I’ve ever heard of.” Hex stepped into the basket. “I’m sorry, we could all just take a taxi.” The joke hit its mark and Savant climbed in along with everyone else. Constructor pulled them into the night sky. Pixie flew alongside them with her bird wings. She was growing very skilled at flying, and she seemed to enjoy it so much. They saw a pillar of dust rising from the ground in front of them, and a great crashing noise was heard from that little blotch of gray-brown earth down there. “That’s the junkyard,” Constructor announced. Pixie adjusted her eyes to those of a hawk and peered down, trying to see what was causing the mess. “Looks like a big tank of a guy- maybe seven feet tall, completely covered in a navy blue body armor.” “Crap,” Gridiron said. “IS it Juggernaut?” “No, too small. Still really strong though. He’s flipping cars all over the place. We’ll have to be careful.” Savant spoke up. “Care to try that teamwork idea? I have a plan to hit him all at once. Listen…” He laid out his plan while Constructor brought them down low behind a stack of cars. When they stepped out, they could feel the rumbling of the creature’s thrashing through their bootsoles. It gave them each a nervous fluttering- this was going to be a real fight. “RARRRRRRGHHH!!!” the monster screamed in a deep, rumbley voice. It lashed out and smashed a semi’s engine block and it flew off into a pile of old refrigerators. “RRRrrrr…huh?” Lights were shining down on it from above. It looked up to see a robot flying down towards him with what looked like headlights beaming. The robot held out its arms and energy blasts bathed the creature, which was now a barely perceptible shadow inside of the bright orange-yellow blast. “DAMMIT!” it shouted. When the light cleared the body armor had melted in crispy black plates against the misshapen body. It almost looked like it had been made of plastic. It cursed to itself as it looked around for the robot. It was gone, and in the sky now was an enormous hawk-girl who was carrying a wrecked car with gorilla legs. The opposable thumbs released their grips on the car and it smashed down into the monster. “ARRRGH!” it screamed. “Wha-“ A wrecking ball was flying towards it at head level. [I][b]DING![/b][/I][b][/b] It was the sound of a manhole being used to swat a bowling ball out of the air. The blow sent monster flying end over end into an enormous tower of ruined cars, where it smashed. The pile fell around it. Savant leapt out of the crane he’d used to control the wrecking ball with. The New Legends surrounded the pile, ready to hit the creature with everything they had. A large three-fingered hand rose up out of the pile of cars and waved. The deep voice shouted “Wait! Stop!” The crispy black beast clambered up, holding its hands outward. “Hold on, hold on hold on. Geez, when you guys hit you don’t ask questions first, huh?” If Hex had eyes, he would have blinked. “What??” “You take bait like pros, though, I’ll tellya.” It climbed out of the pile of cars and looked at them all with its hands on its hips. Pixie looked very confused. “Bait? How are you ‘bait’?” “We want to talk to you. Here, maybe this will help.” It wiped its immense hands over its face. A rough rasping sound came from it, like cinderblocks being rubbed together. The melted black plastic sloughed away to reveal dirty orange-red chunks of stone. It smiled at them, knowing that now they recognized it. “The Thing?” Gridiron said incredulously. “The friggin’ THING?” [URL="http://www.fantastic-four.nl/thingrs.gif"]“The ever-lovin’ Thing,” [/URL] The Thing said. “Mama Grimm’s darlin’ boy in the flesh. We want a word with you if you’re up for it.” He picked some sort of communicator from his pocket and said “Got ‘em, Stretch.” Frenzy lowered his fists. He seemed as awestruck as the others. “You who? The Fantastic Four?” “That’s right,” The Thing said as he brushed the rest of the black stuff off of his body. “Awesome,” Gridiron said. He was the only one of the group who had ever met a real-life celebrity, so he was more prepared to deal with the shock. “I’ve got no problem talking to you guys. What do you want to know?” “We won’t talk here,” The Thing replied as a high-pitched turbine sound in the sky got closer. “We’ll go to our place. More privacy.” The Fantasticar, the high-profile superteam’s means of conveyance, lowered to the ground. In it was a thin man with graying hair at his temples that everyone recognized. “Hi,” he said. “My name’s Reed.” He reached out and shook hands with everyone with one elongated arm. “Care to take a trip with us to the Baxter Building? We’d like to get to know you, and offer you our welcome into the superhuman community.” “I can’t believe this,” Frenzy said to himself as he stepped into the car and took a seat. “I just can’t believe this.” “Believe it kid,” The Thing said as he leaned back into a specially-made chair that fit his hulking mass. "This is all authentic." The Fantasticar lifted up into the sky. [I][B]Next:[/B][/I][B] Meeting the Neighbors[/B] [/QUOTE]
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