Project: Daedalus (Issue #1)

[Calinon]

Without openning her eyes, Sarah shifts slightly in her seat as a faint smile creeps onto her lips. She pictures the two men sitting in the front seats and focusses easily on their thoughts.

"I'd be careful who you're calling a Piglette," Her voice sounds inside their minds as clearly as if she spoke out loud. "Else what I did to the guards back at the compund will seem like a slap on the wrist."

Tyrone closes his eyes and focuses a mental barrier, refusing to let foreign thoughts into his head willingly, especially after being held captive and submitted to mental and physical torment, even at the risk of causing a major car accident.

RESIST: Tyrone resists the mental attack, and will spend a hero point if needed.

 

[Agamon]

Jaya watches in shock as Miguel impersonates her, and looks like she's going to say something in return, but decides not to.

Miguel points at Kiro, changing shape to look like him, and starts making the light inthe van brighten and fade.

Ranged touch attack hits (22), I assume for simplicity's sake that Kiro's not resisting. I'll edit if he is.

Sarah touches Tyrone's mind, but he forces her out before she can can relay her message.

Telepathic power works (power check 16 vs DC 2). Tyroc's Will save fails (7 vs DC 15). HP spent; Will save succeeds (17 vs DC 15).

OOC: Just so you know, Deva, speaking to more than one person telepathically requires the Group Link extra, and would normally cost you an extra effort to do, but I'll let this one slide, seeing as it didn't work out that way anyway

Also, Ed is having problems with the MB, I told him how to fix it, but in the meantime he sent me a post for him:

Samantha, sleeping after her short energy burst earlier on, and has just woken up after they have left the gas station. After the 3rd sub she skarfs down, she starts talking again.

"Hey, why don't we just take the chips out now and leave them somewhere for a wild goose chase?"

Expecting funny looks, she says "Umm ... All I would have to do is <Snick ... A claw snakes out of her hand> ... Is well ... All I have todoisremoveitwith ... This and we would be much better for it ... AtlestIwould......"

"Uh, heheh, Sam, no, I think that's a very bad idea...that was a joke, right?" Jaya says to the cat-girl.

 

[Deva]

OOC: Just so you know, Deva, speaking to more than one person telepathically requires the Group Link extra, and would normally cost you an extra effort to do, but I'll let this one slide, seeing as it didn't work out that way anyway.

(ooc: Oops, my bad.)

"Umm ... All I would have to do is <Snick ... A claw snakes out of her hand> ... Is well ... All I have todoisremoveitwith ... This and we would be much better for it ... AtlestIwould......"

Sarah opens one eye and looks at Sam as the claw appears on the womans hand. " No offense intended, but you ain't removing anything from me with that." She shifts again in the seat, trying to relax and sleep a little before they get to the ranch. No doubt, there wouldn't be a chance for rest again for a while once they stopped.

 

[Master_Pugs]

Kiro hides his disapointment well as Tyrone shuts him down completely, "I suppose now may be a better time for sleep then conversation anyways..." He thinks, sighing slightly as he reaches for the bags of clothes and trys to find something decent. He finds something although not exactly decent, at the very least it would fit.

"Not saying you don't have a sense of style Tyrone, but it is definately not my style. Granted you found them fast but I think I'll need to take a shopping trip as soon as I get this chip out..." Kiro mutters as he begins to change without a second thought to who might see him.

Finally, Max lets out a mighty yelp before he says in a worried manor, "Uhh... guys?? I-- ah--- think he getting restless!!"

Maxwell starts shaking very frantically as his clothes start ripping...

Kiro forgets about the shirt he was about to slip into and turns to the sight in the back seat, his eyes widening, "Jaya! You're a doctor no? Tell me, is that normal!?" he shouts.

 

[Agamon]

OOC: nothing to see here, move along...

 

[Elementor]

With the feigned act of grabbing another magazine, Aaron moves closer to the front of the vehicle away from Max. "So, Max......What is it that is making 'him' want out?"

"We should discuss our abilities for such an encounter. We may very well need to rely on each others capabilities in the near future and I for one would like to know what they are rather then dive into the fray with blind trust."

Tiring of the lights diming off and on, Aaron pipes up, "So you want to see what we can do eh? Well, I guess being stuck in those cells didnt really give us a chance to show off did it. Well, I can control the basic elements. See?" Aaron nods towards an approaching hill to the side of the road. On the near side of the hill he raises up the earth to form a picture of Jaya's smiling face. After letting everyone see it for a few moments he sends a small whirlwind to scatter the dirt about back to normal.

"I can also turn into the elements." Aaron turns into a clear liquid mass and squishes himself under the passenger side front seat leaving his clothes in a heap behind. Once in the front he turns to air and drifts back into the cargo area. "Obviously this could cause some embarrassment if I turned back to human form after I am water or air." Aaron then changes into rock form, gets dressed and turns back to human. "Oh yeah fire too!" Not wanting to burn down the van, Aaron just encompasses his hand in flame to show the others.

In seemingly better spirits now, Aaron reaches (with his non-flaming hand) for his sub he discarded previously, warms it up a bit with his flaming hand, then changes his flamed hand back to normal and resumes his earlier meal.

With a very full mouth he looks around, "Whof nexft?"

 

[Calinon]

"Jeezus, people. Yad think you never wore blue jeans and t-shirts before. I don't know what 'style' you people have, but welcome to how 50% of the world's population from modern countries dress in their leisure time. It wasn't a shopping trip; it was a get me out of these freaking convict clothes trip. But don't worry, I learned my lesson," he says. "Yall can go find your own clothes from now on. Ya know, with your own extensive reserve of funds."

He turns the radio up a bit in the front, and moves to pass another vehicle.

 

[Elementor]

"Ty? Thanks for the clothes man. And for the food and stuff too. You are a life saver."

 

[Mimic]

"Jeezus, people. Yad think you never wore blue jeans and t-shirts before. I don't know what 'style' you people have, but welcome to how 50% of the world's population from modern countries dress in their leisure time. It wasn't a shopping trip; it was a get me out of these freaking convict clothes trip. But don't worry, I learned my lesson," he says. "Yall can go find your own clothes from now on. Ya know, with your own extensive

"Relax man, I was just complaining because you didn't get me a trenchcoat and sunglasses. I guess you were just afraid I would look cooler than you."

"Truth be known, the clothes are much appreciated amigo."

 

[Mimic]

Miguel sits up straighter as if he remembers something.

"Speaking of powers, I know that I can mimic Kiro's and most of Max's powers but I don't know about the rest of you. Can I attempt to mimic all of you one at a time? Like Kiro said, there is no need to go in totally blind and it's not going to hurt any of you, although I can't vouch for myself yet." Looking around at the puzzled faces Miguel expains further. "Some peoples abilities are too powerful for me to mimic, I am not sure what makes the power to strong but when I attempt it on those people, it can hurt me, sometimes alot. But I got to know and better now then in the middle of a fight." Miguel says with a weak smile, it's obvious that he isn't looking forward to this.

OOC: assuming no one argues

" Ok, cool. Your the closest, might as well start with you dude." Miguel says pointing to Tryone

OOC: Miguel will attempt to mimic everyone's powers to see who it works with and who it doesn't. If anyone objects he will not mimic that person.