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Radiant, Per my general post, I'll have to step down from this game. I think it's simple enough to say that Flex finds the whole 'being an X-man' thing a bit overwhelming and respectfully declines Xavier's offer to help out Scott and the others. Again, sorry. -Nate

Lately I've been a discredit and a burden to your games, and for that and my concurrent lack of posting, I sincerely apologize. For a variety of reasons, I've come to look at my daily Play-by-Post gaming as more of a burden than a joy, and I fear it's taking some of the joy from my weekend...

OOC: He had ordered Bargo to do it. Durgo no stupid! :D

Flex marches up to the prone kid and hauls him up by the collar- backwards of course, so that the kid's back is to him. "No need to have another Red-Eye experience, eh amigo? And don't start getting pissy with me. You want to blame someone, blame your parents. Or God. Or the media or...

Flex breaks out in laughter. "We gonna bust in on some kid in Algebra and tell him he's gonna be an Avenger or something? Er...X-man, whatever. Ha! Ya count me in on this one!" The giant teen takes several more bites of his grilled chicken breast, finishing it off in a total of five chomps...

Dang. I guess that's the only one then. :(

So I'm playing a 3rd level Hamatula (3.0 version with updated DR) using the Savage Species rules. I had originally taken Improved Natural Attack at 1st level until another player pointed out that the feat had a prereq of BAB 4+. So I find myself at an impasse. I need to replace the feat, but...

Flex just scratches his head- which he suddenly feels he's in way over. "Wait. So... X-um...men?" Ain't that kinda sexist? Little Hottie Redhead ain't a man. Hey I'm not sayin' nuthin' if the chick don't. "Mission? Avengers?? Like Captain America and all those guys!? You and...

"Whoa," Flex says as a means of greeting, his appreciation for Shar's form barely concealed, "Uh? No wait, lemme guess! Sharon right? Ya ya, Prof is waitin' for ya. I made the coffee strong enough to make your hair fall out. Xavier ain't bald for no reason y'know. I'm Flex, by the way."...

Durgo raises a gauntleted fist and punches the wall in frustration. "Everyone down hall. Kurg, you fix Muragar. Bargo," the Gulgathan grins wickedly and eyes the portal before him, "open door da Muragar way."

"Did somebody mention breakfast??" Flex perks up and his belly takes notice as well, issuing its own agreement, "I'll chop up some grilled chicken and eggs with some Tabasco sauce." 'Some' meant at least a pound. "Oh, and lots of coffee. Got it. And you ain't gotta worry about me Professor...

Durgo lowers his Maul and juts out chin, the pure joy of dismembering another mojo-caster taken from him. He glares at the iron door, then down at Kurg, "Go see if dat one have keys or somefing useful to Durgo," he says, pointing at the Yuan-ti corpse, "Hag-thing, turn mousey back into Muragar...

Antillis nods, seemingly pleased by this answer and offers the cumbersome sack to her. As she takes what she needs for the commissioning, it replaces the helmet, hisses and clockwork noises speaking of the complicated process. "Thank you for your efforts, madam," comes the disconnected voice...

The weapon is a glaive, which I took to be the closest adaptation to the Predator's "Combistick". The information on the screen essentially describes this:

Antillis ensures the relative privacy of Brystasia's location by searching the area via the Ethereal. Provided there are no onlookers, it will appear in a shimmering effect to finally stand before her- nearly ten feet of predatory perfection. It drops the hefty sack which it had orginally...

Looks A-ok to me!

'Ben' It takes a moment for Flex to realize the professor was talking to him. No one calls him Ben but Xavier. "Ya, sure. Heave 'ho, over and out." Freaking people sound like we're in the military instead of a whacked-out private school. Plane? Down there? Like in the ground and...

"He didn't say nothing, Professor but-" Flex takes the blast full in the chest, smashing him into the wall nearby. He collapses into a pile below. OOC: Nah. What's my status then?

Flex's first thought? What kind of &$%@'ed up, corny@$$ getup is that!? Luckily for the unconcious man, his second thought is, Ok...professor? The Professor...um...where would he be right now... "PROFESSOR XAVIER! HEY, WE GOT A LIVE ONE HERE! He grabs the man up by the back of his...

Durlp scurries out of the darkness immidiately and decends upon the pickings like a ravenous beast. He can be heard sniveling to himself but other than this, makes no noise. He goes for anything sparkly first, followed by other assorted jewelry, and only after to the belt pouches and weapons...