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Message: <blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 1257100" data-attributes="member: 9255">STRIKEFORCE:  MORITURISEGMENT 011“The World of Bar Fights & Gunfire”“The Russian Resistance?  There is still a Russia?” asks the curious Megamania.“”The Motherland has seen better days.  She suffered greatly during the “Week of Fire” when the missiles were launched.  10 million people died in Russia on that week alone.  The mutations killed another 2 million until Psion-X arrived.  They helped Russia deal with mutations and their dangers.  By doing do they escaped The Brute’s first rages.  Champions that did not die from the war died at his hand.  The Adventurers, The Defenders of the Arcane and the Psychic Four all died soon after.  But enough about my world.  What of yours?  My contacts say you and your comrades are not even from my plane of reality.  Why help me?  Why help Russia?  Why do any of this?  The blonde says.Her eyes burrow into Jim’s.  He recognizes the training common to the Russian KGB and later “Home Security Agency” or HAS for short.  He tries his best to ignore the hostilities…. after all-  it is a different reality for him.“I was promised a night with Pamela Anderson, Britney Spears and Jennifer Lopez.”  He says not helping himself.Jean gives him a cold stare before answering.  “I was promised a second chance by a Goddess that can give me that chance.  Also, I feel offended by this Brute.  He seems to be nothing more than his name implies.”“He is that and so much more.”“We have company.” Megamania quietly says without turning his head.  He motions with his thumb to look to his right and back.  The Black Spider sees him first.  “Gee-Joe of the security staff.”“Gee-Joe?”“He comes here often looking for trouble makers and people whom don’t belong.  Like yourselves.  I saw your display at the slave stand.  He may have also.  We need to go.”As the three of them get up so do five other bar patrons.  Everyone else quickly makes out the scene and moves away from them.  The Albino bar keep ducks down but grabs his powered “peacemaker” if need be.  It thrumms in his hand impatiently.“Hold or Die” yells the first man. As he reaches for an object at his hip.Megamania pushes back his chair.  It crashes down with him still in but he continues to roll away from the table and chair.  The Black Spider leaps up (nat 20!) and clings to a beam and moves to its side placing it between her and the four new security officers.  Storm Wielder stands defiantly and begins to talk quickly and in a strange language.  Then before the Spider and Jim’s eyes an icy wind blows in through the door and blasts into the head guard.  He has become the center of a snowstorm in the bar in the middle of a desert wasteland.  In a slow and quiet disbelieving voice all Jim can say is “ho-ly…S***.”The snow covered and cold security officer draws a weapon similar to Jim’s and fires it at the cause of his discomfort.  The effort places him squarely on his bottom as the floor has been covered with ice…very slippery ice.  The shot goes wild (nat 1).  The other four fire their weapons on her.  Three shots clearly miss.  The fourth strikes but is repelled by a green field of unseen energy (Bracers of Def+8) and ricochets off and strikes the glass bottles by the bar.  The white barkeep begins to thump his club on the floor.  Each strike seems to charge the weapon as it begins to glow.A wide smile crosses Jim’s face.  This world he understands.  The world of bar fights and gunfire.  He fires off three shots.  Two strike one man.  The third misses.  The Spider fires energy from her ring into the leader.  She is nearly invisible in the deep shadows of the beams overhead.  The Storm Wielder intensifies her small snow squall.  The leader is now finding his metal bracers and belt sticking to the floor as ice builds up.  He can not even move his sidearm anymore as it is frozen into the floor also.The guards know they are overmatched and assume they face the Psion-X team of freedom fighters.  If they fail to kill them, their brutish leader certainly will.  They open fire onto the weather witch again.  The shots are wild and not well aimed as the men are looking for cover while firing.Megamania corrals them into a corner firing away.  Two more hits rip into their bodies.  The Black Spider finishes off the leader then crawls around the beam to get a fix on the other four.  Jean breaks her concentration and the howling winds calm down.  “Why did you kill him?  I had him frozen and thus pinned.  He could do you no more harm.”  Her fierce eyes look into the darkness above trying to locate the Black Spider.The four men fire onto Megamania hoping to hit him.  One shot goes over his shoulder barely missing his head.  He turns to see the hole in the wall to better judge the power level.  “Oh Great- Kinetic Photo Blasters.”  He turns back and concentrates better on his attacks.“Hmmmm…right eye socket.  Bang.  You’re dead.  Left eye socket.  Bang.  You’re dead.”  He turns to fire on another security officer but finds a thick fog rolls in suddenly.  “Aww Common!  Do you have any idea what these guys can do?!?”“Or have done” replies the Russian from above as she fires into the fog where the security men were.  She fires but hears only the splintering of the wooden table near her target.  “It’s time to leave!” The one guard tries to call for help but the cold and sudden humidity has damaged his communicator.  The other goes to fire on the voices but hears a voice from the bar.  “Enough!  You’re only going to destroy my bar by firing that thing in here.”  All the man can see in the thick fog is a glowing object resembling a rod or bat.Outside, the Black Spider crawls through the open doorway and onto the side of the building.  Megamania and the Storm Wielder are already gone.  Each are lifted by high winds and taken high away from the conflict.  The Black Spider catches up with them a few buildings away.  She is cursing in several languages, and glares at Jean before addressing Megamania.  He now is wearing his facemask.“I hope your comrades are better behaved and understand what we face.  Now…about how we get into the palace.”</blockquote>

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