EPIC M&M: Issue 2 (IC)
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Calinon
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Crystal Palace Apartments
Unfortunately, you were surprised. I'm assuming you don't want to use your hero point right now. You will start stunned and grappled. That being said, you can still do your action soooo...
Murphy nearly casually hoists Kevin up by the neck and carries him inside. Now facing the door, Kevin sees the guards smirk as they close the door.
"Oh, be a dear and put him in my play-room, Murphy," Mia Toan calls from a nearby room.
Murphy ignores Kevin as he struggles to, and manages to, remove his bracelet. "Might want to call the desk," Murphy says, shaking Kevin by the neck. "Little punk got his wristband off. Don't want the cops here," he says with a grin.
"Already taken care of," Mia Toan says as she exits the room. She is dressed in some sort of flexible body armor. It apears to be made of a single piece of metallic cloth, hugging her body tightly. She has a sword strapped over her back. "So good to see you again, Kevin," she says sweetly, though her look sends shivers down your spine.
Murphy maintains his chokehold and carries you into another room. You grip his wrists to try to relieve some of the pressure and realize he has no powers whatsoever. He has some serious training though, some of which you absorb, and some of which you are unsure what it is even for. Murphy laughs at you.
"Sorry to disappoint ya, kid," he laughs gruffly as he carries you into the 'play-room.' "I thought I was being a nice host by not killing you when you showed up. Guess you can't please everyone!"
The room has fifteen foot ceilings and various contraptions it looks are used for something deviant or deadly; maybe both. Whips, knives, chains, hoses and other less pleasant items hang on racks along the outer walls. The floor is hardwood, and from your angle, you see no windows and only the one door. Murphy carries you into the center of the room and slams you down onto the table. With one hand pinning you, he fastens first one arm, then the other, straight out from your body with metal shackles, then repeats the process with your legs, straightening them and fastening them securely.
"Nice knowin' ya kid," Murphy says, leaving the room.
"Just make sure none of his friends followed him," Mia says to Murphy. "We're going to have such fun," you hear Mia say as the door closes. "I'm so glad you came alone. You are alone, aren't you?"
You get the wristband off once you aren't stunned. Murphy maintains his grapple, inflicting a stun hit by shaking you. You duplicate his feats, but fail to break his grapple. You are then strapped to a metal table in a scary ass room with a psychopath.
Feats: Immunity (super) to radiation, Attack focus (unknown), Improved critical (unknown), Penetrating attack (super) unknown weapon, Power attack, Takedown attack, Take the fall (bear the brunt of an attack on another)
The (unknown) bits mean its relating to a weapon you have no knowledge of, but once you actually see it, you'll know that's what it is. And I don't want to ruin the surprise
You also don't get one of his feats, because it is impossible to duplicate being that it relies on people he knows that you don't have pull with. You do realize, however, that he feels confident he'll never get sent to prison.
The War Room
"Duplication!? For the love of..." Mendez says, cursing up a storm. He grabs his electronic pad and starts fumbling around trying to connect it to the map somehow. "Fricken' high tech crap! Anyone know how to download a map into this thing? And you!" he says, pointing at Johan. "You better come clean with what you know or I'll bust your rear for interfering in an investigation and pissing me off!"
You can see Mendez is getting more and more frustrated by the unanticipated and rather foolhardy events.
Unfortunately, you were surprised. I'm assuming you don't want to use your hero point right now. You will start stunned and grappled. That being said, you can still do your action soooo...
Murphy nearly casually hoists Kevin up by the neck and carries him inside. Now facing the door, Kevin sees the guards smirk as they close the door.
"Oh, be a dear and put him in my play-room, Murphy," Mia Toan calls from a nearby room.
Murphy ignores Kevin as he struggles to, and manages to, remove his bracelet. "Might want to call the desk," Murphy says, shaking Kevin by the neck. "Little punk got his wristband off. Don't want the cops here," he says with a grin.
"Already taken care of," Mia Toan says as she exits the room. She is dressed in some sort of flexible body armor. It apears to be made of a single piece of metallic cloth, hugging her body tightly. She has a sword strapped over her back. "So good to see you again, Kevin," she says sweetly, though her look sends shivers down your spine.
Murphy maintains his chokehold and carries you into another room. You grip his wrists to try to relieve some of the pressure and realize he has no powers whatsoever. He has some serious training though, some of which you absorb, and some of which you are unsure what it is even for. Murphy laughs at you.
"Sorry to disappoint ya, kid," he laughs gruffly as he carries you into the 'play-room.' "I thought I was being a nice host by not killing you when you showed up. Guess you can't please everyone!"
The room has fifteen foot ceilings and various contraptions it looks are used for something deviant or deadly; maybe both. Whips, knives, chains, hoses and other less pleasant items hang on racks along the outer walls. The floor is hardwood, and from your angle, you see no windows and only the one door. Murphy carries you into the center of the room and slams you down onto the table. With one hand pinning you, he fastens first one arm, then the other, straight out from your body with metal shackles, then repeats the process with your legs, straightening them and fastening them securely.
"Nice knowin' ya kid," Murphy says, leaving the room.
"Just make sure none of his friends followed him," Mia says to Murphy. "We're going to have such fun," you hear Mia say as the door closes. "I'm so glad you came alone. You are alone, aren't you?"
You get the wristband off once you aren't stunned. Murphy maintains his grapple, inflicting a stun hit by shaking you. You duplicate his feats, but fail to break his grapple. You are then strapped to a metal table in a scary ass room with a psychopath.
Feats: Immunity (super) to radiation, Attack focus (unknown), Improved critical (unknown), Penetrating attack (super) unknown weapon, Power attack, Takedown attack, Take the fall (bear the brunt of an attack on another)
The (unknown) bits mean its relating to a weapon you have no knowledge of, but once you actually see it, you'll know that's what it is. And I don't want to ruin the surprise
You also don't get one of his feats, because it is impossible to duplicate being that it relies on people he knows that you don't have pull with. You do realize, however, that he feels confident he'll never get sent to prison.The War Room
"Duplication!? For the love of..." Mendez says, cursing up a storm. He grabs his electronic pad and starts fumbling around trying to connect it to the map somehow. "Fricken' high tech crap! Anyone know how to download a map into this thing? And you!" he says, pointing at Johan. "You better come clean with what you know or I'll bust your rear for interfering in an investigation and pissing me off!"
You can see Mendez is getting more and more frustrated by the unanticipated and rather foolhardy events.
Dalamar
Adventurer
OoC: Always! Things always happen when I don't have time to be at the boards. Sheesh... 
IC: "An interesting outfit, I would say" is what comes out of Johan after he changes.
When Kevin's duplicate disappears, he nods.
"Kevin thought that with the combined powers of Randall, X12 and myself, he would be able to extract information out of Ms. Toan. He set up the meeting within an hour instead of tomorrow. They agreed to meet at the Crystal Palace. Kevin said that I should do what I thought best if I didn't hear of him in two hours, or if his duplicate disappeared."
IC: "An interesting outfit, I would say" is what comes out of Johan after he changes.
When Kevin's duplicate disappears, he nods.
"Kevin thought that with the combined powers of Randall, X12 and myself, he would be able to extract information out of Ms. Toan. He set up the meeting within an hour instead of tomorrow. They agreed to meet at the Crystal Palace. Kevin said that I should do what I thought best if I didn't hear of him in two hours, or if his duplicate disappeared."
Velmont
First Post
Kevin try to force his shackles, but it seems useless (OOC: suppose I can't made the roll). Then, he hit hard his head on the table, with a look of someone angry at itself.
"And what do you want from me. I am dumb enough to come here without telling it to anyone. I can't see a trap as big as the Pacific Ocean and I can even think you were telling the truth from the start. SO what do you expect from me? The money of my father? Some information about EPIC?"
"And what do you want from me. I am dumb enough to come here without telling it to anyone. I can't see a trap as big as the Pacific Ocean and I can even think you were telling the truth from the start. SO what do you expect from me? The money of my father? Some information about EPIC?"
Deva
First Post
Calinon said:
"I can always make us a door," She offers sarcastically, but follows him around the building. "Now, I don't want to doubt the fear of god you seriously put in those goons back there, but don't you think they'd call Tommy G by now? What I'm saying is, no matter which way we go in, they're probably expecting us."
Calinon
First Post
The Crystal Palace Penthouse
Mia's laughter is musical in response to your question. "Oh dear boy," she says, leaning over so her face is over yours, her hair tied back in a ponytail that drops beside your head. "As long as your blood," she says, jabbing a needle into your arm, making you squirm, "doesn't turn a certain light a certain color," she pulls the needle free. "Then I expect you to die painfully and slowly."
She kisses you passionately and breaks it as suddenly as it began. She holds metal tube up in front of your eyes and puts a vial of blood into it. Five lights along the cylinder light up as the blood is apparently tested.
Yellow.
"I do hope your friends arrive soon."
Yellow.
"You won't be much good as bait if they don't come."
Yellow.
"And I'm so hoping to get samples from all of them."
Yellow.
"You should hope for green," she says with a feral grin.
Red.
"Looks like we have a winner! Me! Isn't that wonderful news?"
You actually CAN break the chains, on a natural DC 30 check, or if you can't make that, a natural 20. And I will be rolling regularly as you try to escape.
Outside the Crystal Palace
"Oh, they'll be ready. And they'll probably have guns," Carl adds. "And pit traps that drop us into vats of acid! I don't know about you, but if those goons are the best Tommy G has, I'm not really scared."
You round the corner and see a parkade leading down.
"That looks promising," Carl says.
Elsewhere
Staring past steepled fingers, the man, face wreathed in shadow, gazes into the fire burning in the hearth. Nearby, a huge man, machine parts augmenting his human ones, taps on a metallic arm, a video screen retreating into it and vanishing beneath a panel.
"Headsman says they have one already. Dazzler will test him and eliminate him if needed. He seemed confident that the rest of the students would arrive to attempt to rescue their companion. Fools."
"Teenagers," the shadowed figure responds. "Inexperienced. Compassionate. But powerful, and potentially useful. They should be simple enough to turn to our cause. One already has."
"Not that powerful."
"They thwarted Split. Twice now, even when he had our considerable resources behind him, and the help of his sister. Is Ghost in place?"
"Yes, sir," the cybornetic man responds. "Sir, one of Split's doubles is under guard in hospital. He's a risk. Should I have Mason..."
"No. Not yet. Give Split a chance to remedy the situation first. We may need to use him as bait anyway, should Dazzler and Headsman fail. Now leave me. I must meditate."
Mia's laughter is musical in response to your question. "Oh dear boy," she says, leaning over so her face is over yours, her hair tied back in a ponytail that drops beside your head. "As long as your blood," she says, jabbing a needle into your arm, making you squirm, "doesn't turn a certain light a certain color," she pulls the needle free. "Then I expect you to die painfully and slowly."
She kisses you passionately and breaks it as suddenly as it began. She holds metal tube up in front of your eyes and puts a vial of blood into it. Five lights along the cylinder light up as the blood is apparently tested.
Yellow.
"I do hope your friends arrive soon."
Yellow.
"You won't be much good as bait if they don't come."
Yellow.
"And I'm so hoping to get samples from all of them."
Yellow.
"You should hope for green," she says with a feral grin.
Red.
"Looks like we have a winner! Me! Isn't that wonderful news?"
You actually CAN break the chains, on a natural DC 30 check, or if you can't make that, a natural 20. And I will be rolling regularly as you try to escape.
Outside the Crystal Palace
"Oh, they'll be ready. And they'll probably have guns," Carl adds. "And pit traps that drop us into vats of acid! I don't know about you, but if those goons are the best Tommy G has, I'm not really scared."
You round the corner and see a parkade leading down.
"That looks promising," Carl says.
Elsewhere
Staring past steepled fingers, the man, face wreathed in shadow, gazes into the fire burning in the hearth. Nearby, a huge man, machine parts augmenting his human ones, taps on a metallic arm, a video screen retreating into it and vanishing beneath a panel.
"Headsman says they have one already. Dazzler will test him and eliminate him if needed. He seemed confident that the rest of the students would arrive to attempt to rescue their companion. Fools."
"Teenagers," the shadowed figure responds. "Inexperienced. Compassionate. But powerful, and potentially useful. They should be simple enough to turn to our cause. One already has."
"Not that powerful."
"They thwarted Split. Twice now, even when he had our considerable resources behind him, and the help of his sister. Is Ghost in place?"
"Yes, sir," the cybornetic man responds. "Sir, one of Split's doubles is under guard in hospital. He's a risk. Should I have Mason..."
"No. Not yet. Give Split a chance to remedy the situation first. We may need to use him as bait anyway, should Dazzler and Headsman fail. Now leave me. I must meditate."
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Deva
First Post
Adrenaline courses through her veins, the idea - and stupidity - of going against a Mob boss just the two of them put her on edge. Raisa is tense and alert, like a jaguar on the hunt, ready to pounce at anything that moves. "Idea. In all vanishing acts or tricks done by magicians, they all do the same thing. Distract the audience with one hand while hide whatever it is they're hiding with the other."
She can see the question on Carl's face and chuckles. "I give them something the distract them at one end while you sneak in the other. And in this place, I think there's only one thing that's going to work."
Raisa takes the tie out of her hair, shaking her head to give the auburn strands an untamed look and lets it fall around her shoulders. She unbuttons her jacket, shrugging it off, and smoothes out the black satin boustier she wears beneath. She tosses the jacket at Carl and smirks. "They know you and will only know a vague discription of me. I'll give them something else to look at so they're not paying attention to what I look like. Let's see if they're taking amateurs tonight at the G Spot. Gimme five minutes and I'll have them eating out of the palm of my hands."
With a wink she hurries back around the front of the Crystal Palace building, heads for the entrance to the club. Wearing a sultry smile on her face she approaches the bouncer. "The taxi drivers in this city are useless," She purrs, pouring on the charm. "My boss sends me over for a special show for Tommy G and they drop me off at the wrong club." She presses in closer to the bouncer, giving him a very good view of her cleavage, and runs her fingers up and down his arm. "How about it, handsome? Let a girl in?"
She can see the question on Carl's face and chuckles. "I give them something the distract them at one end while you sneak in the other. And in this place, I think there's only one thing that's going to work."
Raisa takes the tie out of her hair, shaking her head to give the auburn strands an untamed look and lets it fall around her shoulders. She unbuttons her jacket, shrugging it off, and smoothes out the black satin boustier she wears beneath. She tosses the jacket at Carl and smirks. "They know you and will only know a vague discription of me. I'll give them something else to look at so they're not paying attention to what I look like. Let's see if they're taking amateurs tonight at the G Spot. Gimme five minutes and I'll have them eating out of the palm of my hands."
With a wink she hurries back around the front of the Crystal Palace building, heads for the entrance to the club. Wearing a sultry smile on her face she approaches the bouncer. "The taxi drivers in this city are useless," She purrs, pouring on the charm. "My boss sends me over for a special show for Tommy G and they drop me off at the wrong club." She presses in closer to the bouncer, giving him a very good view of her cleavage, and runs her fingers up and down his arm. "How about it, handsome? Let a girl in?"
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Velmont
First Post
"Well, if you are waiting to see my friends, you'll wait long. I have no friends. If you talk about that bunch of losers at EPIC, well, they may come, and why should I care? A band of youngster who want to do some good. They don't even see the potential of being EPIC."
OOC: If she try a Sense Motive, well, it is exactly what Kevin is thinking of EPIC.
Kevin continu to try to force his bounds.
"And you are pathetic, because you are just a psychotic girl which is manipulated by somone else."
OOC: If she try a Sense Motive, well, it is exactly what Kevin is thinking of EPIC.
Kevin continu to try to force his bounds.
"And you are pathetic, because you are just a psychotic girl which is manipulated by somone else."
Calinon said:
Trying to hide a smirk, Michelle will walk up to the detective and take the data pad and attempt to download the map onto it (computers: 12 electronics: 12)
Here detective, let me try. This might be a lucky break for us, Mrs Raynes might be with whoever Kevin is with.
Calinon
First Post
The G Spot
Carl raises an eyebrow. "Uh, ok," he says as she wanders off. He shakes his head and heads into the parkade.
The door man, a middle aged man of oriental heritage seems somewhat unphased by the approach. Professionally, he puts you to arms length and looks you up and down. The two bouncers, huge muscled, clean shaven men, one caucasian and one african-american, leer. You notice the door man has a tatoo of a rose on the back of his hand.
"Wait here," he orders, and he goes into the club. He returns a few minutes later.
"Alright. He's up on the second level. Go on in, head up the stairs to the right," he says, and the bouncers let you past and in.
The club is like nothing you've ever seen. Everything is brighter, flashier and louder than anything you've seen on TV. The music makes it nearly impossible to hear, the lights dazzle you and there are probably two hundred men inside. There's a central dancing stage, though you are pretty sure that what they are doing doesn't actually qualify as dancing. Women in various stages of undress deliver drinks, are giving private dances and are on stage.
You can't find the stairs.
You are soon disoriented as people bump into you. You gather more stares and leers from men nearby. Someone touches you in an overly familiar way, and you can't tell who. It happens repeatedly as you try to find the stairs.
Finally, you spot the stairs, quite a ways from where you are. Panic is setting in as you pass through the crowd and men paw and grope quite openly at you. Two bouncers, average sized oriental men, bar your path up the stairs. You are looking rather disheveled upon reaching them. Both look you up and down, then look at each other. When they turn back to you, you notice some serious doubt on their faces.
"You, are a stripper?" one asks.
"You are out of your element here, woman," the other says.
Neither seem inclined to let you up the stairs.
Crystal Palace Penthouse
"Pathetic? Manipulated! Psychopath!?" Mia Toan screams, slapping you hard enough make your ears ring. In anger, she pulls a chain nearby and it stretches your arms out until you hear a pop. "When I'm through, you'll beg me to kill you," she hisses at you. "Did that hurt?"
Oddly enough, it didn't.
The door bursts open and Murphy steps in. "One of 'em is here, down in the G-Spot. The tall brazilian one, Sho says."
"Wonderful. Tell Sho to handle her, and to get a blood sample. And suit up; the rest will arrive soon." Murphy leaves and closes the door.
"Did you hear that? They are already here for you. A bit more loyal than you expected? Maybe you do have some friends." She sighs and pulls out her sword. "That means our time will have to be cut short." She leaps up onto the table, straddling you, and slices down with her sword. You feel the blades edge draw across your skin after cutting through your shirt. She reaches down and rips the remnants of your shirt off. Looking down, you can see a welt from neck to waist down the center of your torso, but she never broke the flesh.
"Gawd I'm good," she says, hopping down. She walks down to the head of the table and punches you in the side of the face, snapping your head to the side. "And I'm nobody's pawn!" she shrieks suddenly at you. "You EPIC brats interfering may cost me my ransom for Raynes, but I'll make it up with blood samples. Control me? Hah! Now lets play."
She puts her fingers on your temples and you start to feel strange.
The 'pop' you heard was not your bones, but part of the restraints giving way. Your right arm is a bit loose, and you can feel that when you tug on it, you also pull on your left arm. Looking to your right, you see one of the links of chain very slightly seperated on the bottom.
Carl raises an eyebrow. "Uh, ok," he says as she wanders off. He shakes his head and heads into the parkade.
The door man, a middle aged man of oriental heritage seems somewhat unphased by the approach. Professionally, he puts you to arms length and looks you up and down. The two bouncers, huge muscled, clean shaven men, one caucasian and one african-american, leer. You notice the door man has a tatoo of a rose on the back of his hand.
"Wait here," he orders, and he goes into the club. He returns a few minutes later.
"Alright. He's up on the second level. Go on in, head up the stairs to the right," he says, and the bouncers let you past and in.
The club is like nothing you've ever seen. Everything is brighter, flashier and louder than anything you've seen on TV. The music makes it nearly impossible to hear, the lights dazzle you and there are probably two hundred men inside. There's a central dancing stage, though you are pretty sure that what they are doing doesn't actually qualify as dancing. Women in various stages of undress deliver drinks, are giving private dances and are on stage.
You can't find the stairs.
You are soon disoriented as people bump into you. You gather more stares and leers from men nearby. Someone touches you in an overly familiar way, and you can't tell who. It happens repeatedly as you try to find the stairs.
Finally, you spot the stairs, quite a ways from where you are. Panic is setting in as you pass through the crowd and men paw and grope quite openly at you. Two bouncers, average sized oriental men, bar your path up the stairs. You are looking rather disheveled upon reaching them. Both look you up and down, then look at each other. When they turn back to you, you notice some serious doubt on their faces.
"You, are a stripper?" one asks.
"You are out of your element here, woman," the other says.
Neither seem inclined to let you up the stairs.
Crystal Palace Penthouse
"Pathetic? Manipulated! Psychopath!?" Mia Toan screams, slapping you hard enough make your ears ring. In anger, she pulls a chain nearby and it stretches your arms out until you hear a pop. "When I'm through, you'll beg me to kill you," she hisses at you. "Did that hurt?"
Oddly enough, it didn't.
The door bursts open and Murphy steps in. "One of 'em is here, down in the G-Spot. The tall brazilian one, Sho says."
"Wonderful. Tell Sho to handle her, and to get a blood sample. And suit up; the rest will arrive soon." Murphy leaves and closes the door.
"Did you hear that? They are already here for you. A bit more loyal than you expected? Maybe you do have some friends." She sighs and pulls out her sword. "That means our time will have to be cut short." She leaps up onto the table, straddling you, and slices down with her sword. You feel the blades edge draw across your skin after cutting through your shirt. She reaches down and rips the remnants of your shirt off. Looking down, you can see a welt from neck to waist down the center of your torso, but she never broke the flesh.
"Gawd I'm good," she says, hopping down. She walks down to the head of the table and punches you in the side of the face, snapping your head to the side. "And I'm nobody's pawn!" she shrieks suddenly at you. "You EPIC brats interfering may cost me my ransom for Raynes, but I'll make it up with blood samples. Control me? Hah! Now lets play."
She puts her fingers on your temples and you start to feel strange.
The 'pop' you heard was not your bones, but part of the restraints giving way. Your right arm is a bit loose, and you can feel that when you tug on it, you also pull on your left arm. Looking to your right, you see one of the links of chain very slightly seperated on the bottom.
