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Mutant High Issue 2: A Hard Lesson
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Fangor the Fierce
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[sblock]Yeah, Spikes attacks are lethal.[/sblock]
Spike sees one drop, another get engulfed with Logan, and left with only the woman standing there, as he worries about what to do now. He didn't like hitting women, but he knows that if something isn't done, she won't hold the same respect for him.
With a quick decision, Spike lunges towards her, trying to make use of the luck he had last time with his attack. This time, though, he tries to simply trip her up, until Logan can aid him in taking her out efficiently.
[sblock=Trip Attack as Move by Action?]Move by action, Trip attempt. I think this is right, as it should be the same attack mods as before, right? Improved Trip, so no worries about being tripped by her. Trip attempt with Spikes, then Strength Check with Improved Trip bonus of 4 (1d20 12=32, 1d20 11=25)[/sblock]
Spike sees one drop, another get engulfed with Logan, and left with only the woman standing there, as he worries about what to do now. He didn't like hitting women, but he knows that if something isn't done, she won't hold the same respect for him.
With a quick decision, Spike lunges towards her, trying to make use of the luck he had last time with his attack. This time, though, he tries to simply trip her up, until Logan can aid him in taking her out efficiently.
[sblock=Trip Attack as Move by Action?]Move by action, Trip attempt. I think this is right, as it should be the same attack mods as before, right? Improved Trip, so no worries about being tripped by her. Trip attempt with Spikes, then Strength Check with Improved Trip bonus of 4 (1d20 12=32, 1d20 11=25)[/sblock]
Relique du Madde
Adventurer
Miranda was silent as she quickly led Pyro towards her dorm room. To all who spotted them in the halls Miranda's expression seemed to be confident, determined and almost predatory. Miranda was sure she heard whispers from the girls who saw Pyro and her pass and she was pretty sure that some of the boys would congratulate Pyro on his accomplishment once the day ended.
Once they arrived at her room, Miranda decided to speak, and was well within hearing range of her neighbor whose door was open. "Pyro, I want to kiss you. I want you to hold me and to feel your touch.." She grabbed the marker from her door's white board that hung on her door and began to write a message on it: "<3 DO NOT DISTURB. ASTRID, THE DOORS UNLOCKED SO DON'T BE AFRAID TO COME INSIDE IF YOU WANT TO JOIN US ;^) "
Miranda threw a wry seductive glance towards Pyro as she grabbed his hand and pulled him through the room's door. Once inside the room Miranda passionately kissed Pyro and gave a slight moan of giddy pleasure. This was her first real kiss, and this was the first time someone held her in their arms... romantically. Outside her room she could feel her floor mates gathering in curiosity. She could hear hushed whispers.
Smiling, and filled with immense pleasure, Miranda pressed herself against against Pyro and softly whispered into his ear. "We're not going to stay here for the entire hour. Now that we got rid of all this extra tension, I think we can now get to work since I doubt we have an hour to waste and I doubt Nicolas will make it to New York without getting into trouble."
Miranda walked over to her closet, then pulled a long scarlet wig out of a trunk then grabbed her crime fighting costume from it's hanger. "Pyro, I need you to grab get directions from the net because we're going to borrow Ms. Grey's car and go on a road trip." Miranda giggled as she began to write a note to Astrid whioch explains what she going to do.
"Do you need me to snag anything from your room while I'm out getting Ms. Grey's keys? "
[Sblock=OoC]
After Pyro mentions what he wants Miranda to bring she will fly to his room search for the items then return. She then will go to Ms. Grey's room and search for her id, cell phone, keys and one of her extra outfits preferably something not one of her original dorky looking costumes (let's just hope it isn't too tight considering that Miranda is two inches taller and weights more then Jean Grey)
1d20 + 2 = 12
1d20+2 = 16
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Once they arrived at her room, Miranda decided to speak, and was well within hearing range of her neighbor whose door was open. "Pyro, I want to kiss you. I want you to hold me and to feel your touch.." She grabbed the marker from her door's white board that hung on her door and began to write a message on it: "<3 DO NOT DISTURB. ASTRID, THE DOORS UNLOCKED SO DON'T BE AFRAID TO COME INSIDE IF YOU WANT TO JOIN US ;^) "
Miranda threw a wry seductive glance towards Pyro as she grabbed his hand and pulled him through the room's door. Once inside the room Miranda passionately kissed Pyro and gave a slight moan of giddy pleasure. This was her first real kiss, and this was the first time someone held her in their arms... romantically. Outside her room she could feel her floor mates gathering in curiosity. She could hear hushed whispers.
Smiling, and filled with immense pleasure, Miranda pressed herself against against Pyro and softly whispered into his ear. "We're not going to stay here for the entire hour. Now that we got rid of all this extra tension, I think we can now get to work since I doubt we have an hour to waste and I doubt Nicolas will make it to New York without getting into trouble."
Miranda walked over to her closet, then pulled a long scarlet wig out of a trunk then grabbed her crime fighting costume from it's hanger. "Pyro, I need you to grab get directions from the net because we're going to borrow Ms. Grey's car and go on a road trip." Miranda giggled as she began to write a note to Astrid whioch explains what she going to do.
"Do you need me to snag anything from your room while I'm out getting Ms. Grey's keys? "
[Sblock=OoC]
After Pyro mentions what he wants Miranda to bring she will fly to his room search for the items then return. She then will go to Ms. Grey's room and search for her id, cell phone, keys and one of her extra outfits preferably something not one of her original dorky looking costumes (let's just hope it isn't too tight considering that Miranda is two inches taller and weights more then Jean Grey)
1d20 + 2 = 12
1d20+2 = 16
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Victim
First Post
Jemal said:
Temper smiles as what's-her-name (I don't think Jubilee's name has been mentioned in her presence) gets in her face and folds her arms behind her back. "To start, I don't recall expressing any dislike of modernity for its own sake. Ideas both new and old can be immoral or not, useful or not. I have a problem with modern teenagers because it seems to undervalue the potential of young people, and also serves to concentrate power. Also, the modern developments you mention aren't. Equal rights for women and other races are simply Enlightment principles applied universally, instead of selectively. Medicine and technologies are also the result of work over centuries. Finally, none of those advances were attained by people willing to accept social convention for its own sake."
"It's rather ironic that you attacked reason and told me to accept a social role without challenge on one hand, and yet praise the fruits of taking the opposite approach with the other."
"Are you here to learn, or here to be educated?"
"How can someone think quickly and effectively in a life and death crisis or firefight if he or she can't even do so in an argument?" Temper returns, rather unphased by the firey burst.
"I disagree with your theory of war and conflict. Wars are mostly about power and control - specifically, one or more groups attempting to increase both at the expense of another's. Many people aren't willing to admit that kind of selfishness to themselves though. They need to rationalize. Other people aren't so willing to fight and die for a ruler's greed. So the rulers make up some other reasons. Dehumanize the other side. Promote 'unity.' Sure, if their propaganda efforts are very successful, the attitudes used to sell the conflict will remain or even perpetuate themselves, thus leading to future conflicts. But that doesn't change the root cause." She offers an extension of the argument to Phase, "Care to provide evidence for your model? Would you say that your basic assumption is that conflict and disagreement are undesireable?" Conflict is the essence of life!
I don't think you know what I was about to do - I've been armed much of my life and haven't shot anyone for disagreeing in conversation with me so far. I want people to be able to defend themselves so they CAN'T be made to agree with force or manipulation. It would defeat the whole point to do things Their way.
Alchemist only jumped a little at that voice from the back seat. Between his powers of deduction and his mutant ones he had a pretty good idea someone had followed him to the garage, though he hadn't quite expected Kitty actually sneaking along.
He was silent through her little speech as they exited onto the main highway, before just quietly perking up. "You know the fun thing about my powers?" He asked, looking her way with a smile as he got up to speed, a good fifty miles an hour as they raced along the highway to New York. "Ejection seats."
He glanced down, the floor beneath kitty warping to reveal highway for an instant before closing over, a wink tossed her way. "Trust me I could get rid of you if I wanted. Just don't want to." He let that hang in the air for a moment, fiddling with the radio with his off hand as he drove. (Driving safe is for chumps!)
At last, he added one gentle comment her way, glancing away from the road for only an instant to do so. "Thank you. Just do me a favor though, keep your head down and don't follow me unless its safe. So long as they need me they won't hurt me, and I... have a backup plan if they try to make me do what they want. I just don't want to be responsible for anyone else getting hurt. Okay?"
With that they drove, the car picking up speed at they raced for New York City.
He was silent through her little speech as they exited onto the main highway, before just quietly perking up. "You know the fun thing about my powers?" He asked, looking her way with a smile as he got up to speed, a good fifty miles an hour as they raced along the highway to New York. "Ejection seats."
He glanced down, the floor beneath kitty warping to reveal highway for an instant before closing over, a wink tossed her way. "Trust me I could get rid of you if I wanted. Just don't want to." He let that hang in the air for a moment, fiddling with the radio with his off hand as he drove. (Driving safe is for chumps!)
At last, he added one gentle comment her way, glancing away from the road for only an instant to do so. "Thank you. Just do me a favor though, keep your head down and don't follow me unless its safe. So long as they need me they won't hurt me, and I... have a backup plan if they try to make me do what they want. I just don't want to be responsible for anyone else getting hurt. Okay?"
With that they drove, the car picking up speed at they raced for New York City.
ShaggySpellsword
First Post
"Innuendo...?"
Xi'an blushes, not realizing the acidental double-entendre he'd made and mumbles to himself "X-box..."
Astrid's comments take him out of his inner chuckle.
"I can't make you wait the hour, but if Nick is ready to be bait, then maybe we can use that to our advantage. I'm tired of mutants coming into our house and trashing us--and putting an end to that is good in my book.
In an hour, enough time will have passed for Alchemist to be out of immediate retreival range of Professor Summers--he won't like this plan, but in an hour, if the mutants who want Nick work as fast as they appear to, the plan will have started working--and that might make it time for the X-men to come to THEIR house and trach THEM.
Yes it's dangerous...but so is just being a mutant like Alchemist. Like any of us."
Xi'an blushes, not realizing the acidental double-entendre he'd made and mumbles to himself "X-box..."
Astrid's comments take him out of his inner chuckle.
Shayuri said:
"I can't make you wait the hour, but if Nick is ready to be bait, then maybe we can use that to our advantage. I'm tired of mutants coming into our house and trashing us--and putting an end to that is good in my book.
In an hour, enough time will have passed for Alchemist to be out of immediate retreival range of Professor Summers--he won't like this plan, but in an hour, if the mutants who want Nick work as fast as they appear to, the plan will have started working--and that might make it time for the X-men to come to THEIR house and trach THEM.
Yes it's dangerous...but so is just being a mutant like Alchemist. Like any of us."
Serena nodded in reluctant agreement, you can tell she's something of the impatient sort, a kind of characteristic you find in most electrical controllers, at least before they mature into their powers. "It's been a hour, let's go." she said impatiently, though she well knew it wasn't. It's just.....
This plan bit rocks. Really, really bit rocks. And she was worried.
This plan bit rocks. Really, really bit rocks. And she was worried.
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Jemal
Adventurer
-Wilderness-
Logan and Quill continue rollign around thrashing on the ground, both receiving various cuts from the other.
The woman spins as Spike zooms in at her, jumping over his low tripping attack to kick him square in the chest, though he barely feels it as he puts some more distance between them.
[sblock=ooc]
Toughness save DC 25 (1d20+12=25) Spike makes the Toughness check Exactly. You also gain a hero point for her action to 'avoid' your attack and counter-attack.
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-Auditorium-
Phase continues walking, not paying any attention to Temper's response, not even seeming to hear it. Jubilee shakes her head and dissapears into the quickly dispersing crowd as Mr Summers finally arrives "So anybody want to tell me exactly what's going on or are we ready to break this little party up?" He crosses his arms and looks around at the few people that are left "Was that Derek stomping away just now?"
-Miranda's Room-
Pyro shakes his head "You ALMOST had me going there for a minute. Not sure whether to be proud that everyone's gonna think I'm getting some, or sorry that I almost thought the same of you. You're far too classy." He grinned and pulled her close again "I think I'll just be thankful for what I do have." He kissed her again before pulling away reluctantly. "If you could pick me up a pack of matches and a couple extra lighters.. just in case.. I also have something stashed under the bed. AND no, it's not what most guys my age keep there (That's what the internet's for). You're not the only one with a costume."
Logan and Quill continue rollign around thrashing on the ground, both receiving various cuts from the other.
The woman spins as Spike zooms in at her, jumping over his low tripping attack to kick him square in the chest, though he barely feels it as he puts some more distance between them.
[sblock=ooc]
Toughness save DC 25 (1d20+12=25) Spike makes the Toughness check Exactly. You also gain a hero point for her action to 'avoid' your attack and counter-attack.
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-Auditorium-
Phase continues walking, not paying any attention to Temper's response, not even seeming to hear it. Jubilee shakes her head and dissapears into the quickly dispersing crowd as Mr Summers finally arrives "So anybody want to tell me exactly what's going on or are we ready to break this little party up?" He crosses his arms and looks around at the few people that are left "Was that Derek stomping away just now?"
-Miranda's Room-
Pyro shakes his head "You ALMOST had me going there for a minute. Not sure whether to be proud that everyone's gonna think I'm getting some, or sorry that I almost thought the same of you. You're far too classy." He grinned and pulled her close again "I think I'll just be thankful for what I do have." He kissed her again before pulling away reluctantly. "If you could pick me up a pack of matches and a couple extra lighters.. just in case.. I also have something stashed under the bed. AND no, it's not what most guys my age keep there (That's what the internet's for). You're not the only one with a costume."
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