Metahuman College-Issue one: College bound [IC]

[Dark Nemesis]

-Mai Hoshiko
Aug. 2, 2003
Tokyo, Japan

Black soot covered Tanaka’s face, but it did not take her long to ascertain that he was dead. His eyes were closed, and he looked quite peaceful, despite the violent way in which he met his end.

It does not take Black Star long to catch up with the boy. She finds him flying over Tokyo, laughing loudly. He took no notice of her until she attacked. He gave a yell of surprise and whirled to face her. Apparently he had managed to shake off the dazzle effect. “You again?” he said in an irritated voice.

(OOC: Black Star rolled a 19, resulting in a 26 in total.)



-James Dunbar
New York, New York
August 2, 2003

Racing down the stairs, James soon caught up with the person he was pursuing. However, it was not the security guard from the main entrance. He was a rather portly gentleman, who was leaning against the wall, trying to catch his breath. When James caught up to him, he looked up in surprise. “What the hell?”

 

[Calinon]

"I shall chase you until you are in jail where you belong," she says angrily.

She cuts loose a blistering ray of cosmic energies towards the boy's chest and neck, trying to strike the amulet about hanging there.

Powers: Energy Blast +7 (+7 to attack, pg 138 for attacking objects, pg 114 for size modifiers), Flight and Force Field. Save a HP in case I need it to re-roll a damage save, and use it on anything that is below 10 on the dice.

 

[Rybaer]

Watching Cloud rolls out of bed and opens the blinds to let in the morning sunshine. As it's summer and she's out of school and unemployed, she has slept in and it's already pushing nine o'clock.

The eyes watching her in the repeating dream will give her something to think about. Grandfather had told her that dreams occasionally were symbolic and that some spirits were able to impinge upon them. Following the strange encounter with the child yesterday, Cloud is even more alert to any oddities around her.

Cloud trots downstairs and raids the fridge for a glass of orange juice. She then decides to see if her father is indeed working from his study today.

<knock knock> (assuming her dad is there)

Cloud pokes her head into the office. "Hey Dad," she says. "Got a minute?"

(and assuming he doesn't brush her off)

"Last night's dinner guest got me to wondering just what it is you do at work. I mean, I hear you talking all the time about paper work and meetings and such, but I guess I don't know much more than that."

 

[Synchronicity]

James Dunbar, HP 4/5

-James Dunbar
New York, New York
August 2, 2003

Racing down the stairs, James soon caught up with the person he was pursuing. However, it was not the security guard from the main entrance. He was a rather portly gentleman, who was leaning against the wall, trying to catch his breath. When James caught up to him, he looked up in surprise. “What the hell?”

Confusion appeared on James' face as he almost cannonned into the man.

"Who are you?"

James glanced at the man's hands, seeing if he carried the radio James had heard below him. His eyes narrowed.

"What are you doing here? Have you seen anyone else on these stairs?"

James is fidgeting as he talks, glancing up and down the centre stairwell even as he questions the man, keeping an eye on him and the stairs using his excellent vision. (Listen +10, Spot +10) James spins to face the man again, his demeanour urgent.

"Has anyone passed you? Maybe a man, or a group of men, perhaps with a girl? Well?!"

James reaches into his pockets, checking to see if he has any objects that might serve as thrown weapons for when he does catch up to the kidnapper (or kidnappers) even as he speaks, multi-tasking as he interrogates the man. 'Probably a group; one to carry Amelia, and at least one to bodyguard the handler. Well, whether it's one or one hundred, they're going to be in for a lifetime of pain when I catch up with them..'

James doesn't hang around questioning the man for more than a few moments, acutely conscious of how precious time is. If the man just begins stuttering or being equally unhelpful, James pushes past him with a snarl of rage and continues racing down the stairs. If the man gives him directions or information, James listens careful for any ring of falsehood in them (Sense Motive +2) before continuing in what seems to be the most appropriate direction. (Likely down, but maybe not.)

 

[Nuke261]

Jonn Birkey (Rumble)

Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
August 2, 2003

Jonn's mind panicked as he tried to come up with a way to handle the problem. He had really never dealt with anyone, or anything, super powered before. Other than his own abilities. Guess I'm in it for real, now. After a quick look around to make sure no one else was in the area, Jonn started to move forward.
"C'mon, Tank. Looks like it is up to us to handle these big ol' oven mitts."

As Jonn slowly got closer he tired to concentrate so he could 'feel' his closest connection to earth, rock or dirt. He had the eerie feeling things were going to get much worse before they got better.

All thoughts of his appointment upstairs were absent from his immediate thoughts.

 

[dmcfee]

Max Helmdig

Figuring that 607 is on the sixth floor, Max and Rinea take the elevator to the sixth floor to see if they can locate the room there.

 

[Dark Nemesis]

Marcus Stevens
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
August 2, 2003

“Well, what in the world-“ the rest of Shannon’s reply is cut off as Marcus steps through the wall to rejoin Rumble and Tank. Once there, he notices that both of them have their attention fixed upon something down the hall. Taking a look, Marcus would see a pair of gauntlets, glowing green and floating in mid air.



-Mai Hoshiko
Aug. 2, 2003
Tokyo, Japan

Black Star lashes out at the amulet, and it appears that she hits it, though it does not break. The boy simply laughs at her attempt. “Jail? Do you really think a jail would be able to hold me, little girl?”

In retaliation, he sent a wave of black fire toward her, though her force field protected her from the blast. “You would be better off just minding your own business.”



-Watching Cloud Rice
Madison, Wisconsin
Aug. 3, 2003

“Yes?” Cloud heard her father answer the knock upon the office door. Opening it, she could see that he was sitting at his desk, looking over some papers. He looked up at her, and gave her a weary smile. “Morning, princess. Sleep well?”

He looked like he had not slept at all the night before. In fact, Cloud noticed that the clothes he was wearing were the same from the night before. His hair was disheveled, as if he had run his hand through it a few times too many. At her comment about his work, he raised his eyebrows and put down the papers that he had been looking at. “And you want to know more about my work?”

 

[Calinon]

"I am Black Star, and I have been battling creatures like you for two millenia. Your abuse of your powers for evil will stop today. How the authorities contain you will be up to them," Black Star says. She glances down towards the ground far below. "Given our height, I will guess in some sort of spill proof baggy, unless you surrender to me now," she demands.

Without waiting for a response, she brings up a web of black sparkling energy to wrap the flaming man up.

Snare +7 (+7 to the attack, Reflex save DC 17). She'll attempt to fasten the web to any structures she can, so she might bind him completely in the future.

 

[Keia]

Marcus Stevens (Proton) HPs: 5/5

Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
August 2, 2003

"Well, I was gonna say, you wouldn't believe what I just saw . . . but I think you'd say the same thing right now," Marcus said to the other two.

Marcus willed his density to increase . . . and began to shrink.

"Have they done anything yet?" Marcus asked.

 

[Rybaer]

“Yes?” Cloud heard her father answer the knock upon the office door. Opening it, she could see that he was sitting at his desk, looking over some papers. He looked up at her, and gave her a weary smile. “Morning, princess. Sleep well?”

He looked like he had not slept at all the night before. In fact, Cloud noticed that the clothes he was wearing were the same from the night before. His hair was disheveled, as if he had run his hand through it a few times too many. At her comment about his work, he raised his eyebrows and put down the papers that he had been looking at. “And you want to know more about my work?”

Cloud lets herself in and takes a seat on a clear spot on the edge of his desk. "I slept fine, thanks," she says. "Apparently a lot better than you did."

She glances casually at the some of the papers on his desk making a point not to be too nosey.

"Anyway, yeah I was kinda wondering more about what you do. And judging by the way you look this morning, it's for no other reason than to make sure I get into a different line of work." She gives him a playful smile to let him know she is just teasing.