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<blockquote data-quote="Calinon" data-source="post: 2380579" data-attributes="member: 13737"><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><strong>Morgentaller District</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><strong>Lynn Jenkins</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">The woman's expression shows no emotion as you turn your unnatural charisma to an intimidating end. You grab her wrist in what you know should be both a painful and somewhat debilitating hold but elicit no reaction from her; except perhaps slight irritation. As you allow your cognitive abilities to take over and your vision spirals from the now to sometime else, the last thing you notice of your current surroundings is that this woman before you doesn't appear to be paying attention to you, but something behind you.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: DarkGreen"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">....[precognition]....</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: DarkGreen"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: DarkGreen"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">The woman shouts "Stand down!" But a quick shove against the distracted woman's chest and a clever hook of your foot sends her tumbling back. She loses her balance and falls, slamming her head into one of the iron bars of the gate, falling unconscious.</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: DarkGreen"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: DarkGreen"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">....[precognition]...</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: DarkGreen"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: DarkGreen"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">The city stands in ruins. A quartet of mutants battle against vacant eyed humans lead by odd, grey and white skinned humanoids. Two massive war machines rumble towards the four. One woman runs at super-speed, gauntlets aglow with an odd red-pink energy, dashing past and among the soldiers, her fists leaving a trail of destruction in their midst. Another uses a staff weapon to vault towards the remaining soldiers, completely open to attack. Energy weapons blast at her, but tendrils of energy slap them aside. A small, asian woman stands off against a dozen white and grey skinned creatures, their visible mental blasts warring for a moment before the woman releases a wave of mental energy that sends the creatures flying. With a groan, one of the machines rises into the air, hoisted by a man of stone. He uses immense strength to hurl the machine into the other, and an explosion rips through the area as both are destroyed.</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: DarkGreen"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: DarkGreen"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">"Good job, Mason! That will buy us some time! Fall back!" the asian woman shouts mentally.</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: DarkGreen"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: DarkGreen"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">....[postcognition]....</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: DarkGreen"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: DarkGreen"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">X12 crouches over the woman, her eye gone. He touches her, obviously trying to heal her, but nothing happens.</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: DarkGreen"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: DarkGreen"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">....[precognition]....</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: DarkGreen"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: DarkGreen"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">She immediately orders X12 to stand down, but he ignores her. The woman slaps her hand down on yours as you apply pressure to her wrist. With a jerk and crack, she breaks your wrist and knees you in the stomach, then head. You fall to the ground winded and vision reeling. She pulls her jacket open, revealing a handgun and a police badge on her belt. She draws her weapon and runs towards the house.</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: DarkGreen"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: DarkGreen"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">....[precognition]....</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: DarkGreen"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: DarkGreen"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">The city is engulfed in battle. Anarchy does battle with EPIC, a battle the heroes are losing. Bodies of heroes, familiar and unfamiliar, litter the ground. Accompanying Anarchy, a man that exudes darkness and flame, and flanking him are 14 soldiers. The males all bear the features of X12; the females of the woman before you. All look blankly at the battle, using their powers as their master directs.</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: DarkGreen"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: DarkGreen"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">The last hero falls; Titan, clad in shining golden armor is taken down by the combined forces of Anarchy. The city is theirs. An energy field shoots up, glowing red and blocking the sky, encompassing the whole city.</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: DarkGreen"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: DarkGreen"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">The man of flame and darkness laughs, then abruptly stops. His head snaps to the side and his gaze finds... you. "Who do we have here?" he says ominously, in a voice that terrifies you enough to send you staggering out of your trance.</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow'"><em>And that would be what happens when you roll a natural 20 on your precognition and only get a 10 on your postcognition.</em></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">You still have a hold of the woman's arm as she shouts "Stand down!"</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><strong>X12</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"Stand down!" comes a shout. You see Majors looking at you, with as close to an emotion as she probably has ever come etched on her face. Perhaps it is fear, or perhaps it is anger. The Albino woman appears extremely frightened by the sudden outbursts of both Majors and Lynn, as well as yourself. You feel a strong urge to obey Majors, but somehow resist.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow'"><em>Natural 20 on your will save allows you to ignore the command.</em></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">There is too much at stake for too many people to help you, Jasman projects into your mind. I have suffered far worse than you can ever do to me, and will suffer far more than that to protect the others. You will continue to serve the needs of the many.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">His eyes flash open and you feel a sharp burst of pain as he assaults your mind. You manage to maintain your hold and your consciousness, though just barely. You also realize that you won't be able to regenerate this manner of injury, though how you know that eludes you.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow'"><em>Jasman's attack of 16 hits you (yes I know your mental defense is 17). You manage to make a will save of 18, taking a mental stun hit and barely avoiding getting stunned.</em></span></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Calinon, post: 2380579, member: 13737"] [FONT=Times New Roman][B]Morgentaller District Lynn Jenkins[/B] The woman's expression shows no emotion as you turn your unnatural charisma to an intimidating end. You grab her wrist in what you know should be both a painful and somewhat debilitating hold but elicit no reaction from her; except perhaps slight irritation. As you allow your cognitive abilities to take over and your vision spirals from the now to sometime else, the last thing you notice of your current surroundings is that this woman before you doesn't appear to be paying attention to you, but something behind you. [COLOR=DarkGreen][FONT=Arial]....[precognition].... The woman shouts "Stand down!" But a quick shove against the distracted woman's chest and a clever hook of your foot sends her tumbling back. She loses her balance and falls, slamming her head into one of the iron bars of the gate, falling unconscious. ....[precognition]... The city stands in ruins. A quartet of mutants battle against vacant eyed humans lead by odd, grey and white skinned humanoids. Two massive war machines rumble towards the four. One woman runs at super-speed, gauntlets aglow with an odd red-pink energy, dashing past and among the soldiers, her fists leaving a trail of destruction in their midst. Another uses a staff weapon to vault towards the remaining soldiers, completely open to attack. Energy weapons blast at her, but tendrils of energy slap them aside. A small, asian woman stands off against a dozen white and grey skinned creatures, their visible mental blasts warring for a moment before the woman releases a wave of mental energy that sends the creatures flying. With a groan, one of the machines rises into the air, hoisted by a man of stone. He uses immense strength to hurl the machine into the other, and an explosion rips through the area as both are destroyed. "Good job, Mason! That will buy us some time! Fall back!" the asian woman shouts mentally. ....[postcognition].... X12 crouches over the woman, her eye gone. He touches her, obviously trying to heal her, but nothing happens. ....[precognition].... She immediately orders X12 to stand down, but he ignores her. The woman slaps her hand down on yours as you apply pressure to her wrist. With a jerk and crack, she breaks your wrist and knees you in the stomach, then head. You fall to the ground winded and vision reeling. She pulls her jacket open, revealing a handgun and a police badge on her belt. She draws her weapon and runs towards the house. ....[precognition].... The city is engulfed in battle. Anarchy does battle with EPIC, a battle the heroes are losing. Bodies of heroes, familiar and unfamiliar, litter the ground. Accompanying Anarchy, a man that exudes darkness and flame, and flanking him are 14 soldiers. The males all bear the features of X12; the females of the woman before you. All look blankly at the battle, using their powers as their master directs. The last hero falls; Titan, clad in shining golden armor is taken down by the combined forces of Anarchy. The city is theirs. An energy field shoots up, glowing red and blocking the sky, encompassing the whole city. The man of flame and darkness laughs, then abruptly stops. His head snaps to the side and his gaze finds... you. "Who do we have here?" he says ominously, in a voice that terrifies you enough to send you staggering out of your trance.[/FONT][/COLOR] [FONT=Arial Narrow][I]And that would be what happens when you roll a natural 20 on your precognition and only get a 10 on your postcognition.[/I][/FONT] You still have a hold of the woman's arm as she shouts "Stand down!" [B]X12[/B] "Stand down!" comes a shout. You see Majors looking at you, with as close to an emotion as she probably has ever come etched on her face. Perhaps it is fear, or perhaps it is anger. The Albino woman appears extremely frightened by the sudden outbursts of both Majors and Lynn, as well as yourself. You feel a strong urge to obey Majors, but somehow resist. [FONT=Arial Narrow][I]Natural 20 on your will save allows you to ignore the command.[/I][/FONT] There is too much at stake for too many people to help you, Jasman projects into your mind. I have suffered far worse than you can ever do to me, and will suffer far more than that to protect the others. You will continue to serve the needs of the many. His eyes flash open and you feel a sharp burst of pain as he assaults your mind. You manage to maintain your hold and your consciousness, though just barely. You also realize that you won't be able to regenerate this manner of injury, though how you know that eludes you. [FONT=Arial Narrow][I]Jasman's attack of 16 hits you (yes I know your mental defense is 17). You manage to make a will save of 18, taking a mental stun hit and barely avoiding getting stunned.[/I][/FONT][/FONT] [/QUOTE]
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