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Message: <blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 1521043" data-attributes="member: 9255">STRIKEFORCE: MORITURISEGMENT 052“This Can’t be Good”“I didn’t like this Cap.”  Muttered Megamania as he kneeled over a puddle of mud with several large footprints leading from it.  “Those gates opened to allow us in.  We didn’t expect that.”“The DMs have decided to allow us to play in their game.  Don’t dwell on it much.  What can you tell me of the tracks?”“Well, five people came through here.  Each was in a hurry. Each was big and wore heavy boots of shoddy design in my mind.  However, good ol’ 20th century quality standards and the freaky worlds we go to are different.  Who knows if they were magical or whateverhaveyou.” He replies while shaking his head slowly.  Jim Addards is still getting used to the idea of magic, psionics, gods and fantasy that exist outside of his world’s time and reach.  He was once a military black-ops rogue with a bad reputation for being a lose cannon.  Then he had dreams of the end of the world.  God vs the Devil stuff.  He figured it was stress and tried to ignore it.  Then the devil killed him.   Life sucks some days.“We need to be ready for anything team.  I stress anything.”  Their leader, Roger Stevens, came from a world similar to Jim’s.  As best he can figure it, he lived in an alternate time or version of Jim’s world.  He was a soldier is World War Two fighting Germany.  He was considered to the best of the best.  He was well trained and schooled in combat.  He was given experimental tools including a throwing shield.  He died trying to stop The Crimson Man.  This nazi wielded powers that appear to be magical in nature.  His shield was destroyed fighting a creature of strength and destruction.  He found this shield and was proven worthy to wield it in Truth, Justice and everything correct.“Not human.  Humanoid however.  I suspect Orc or something of that nature.”   Vander Stormbringer added while looking down the path where the drying tracks led.  He was a psychic warrior from a world known for psionics.  He was a mercenary working in a world on the brink of a world war.  Magic vs Psionics.  He hopes it didn’t destroy his world.  He has traveled the planes before.  A fierce unnatural storm of magic and psionic creation whisked him to a world known as Alion.  Then again he was forcibly removed on a planar level to a place of fiends.  He, after the tortures became boring to the vile creatures, was traded to a warlord on the plane of Chaos and War.  He fought to survive and survive he did.  He still wakes at night in a silent scream.  He lives by his own code and relies on his psionically-enhanced falchion and armor to continue to do so.  He was killed by an orc for not pleasing her.“This entire game is sick and disgusting.  How immoral can we become?”  Jean aka the Storm Wielder.  She is a sorcerer that specializes in weather-related spells and tools.  Though she dislikes killing anything or anyone, she will do so with a single lightning bolt when needed to.  She talks little of her past.  There were problems with her father and a dragon.  This dragon killed her.“We shouldn’t stay here for long Captain.  These people know what they are doing.  Some have trained all of their lives to compete in The World Below.”  Christina is a cleric of Infiniti.  Her goddess, Infiniti, watches over the creation and expansion of the realities of the universe(s).  Each core universe has branches that differ in a single event that forever alters it.  Sometimes this is good.  Other times it is not.  She was born on the demi-plane of Ravenloft and was cursed there.  She will always met her mother whom has had a terrible fate brought onto her.  Three of these alternate realities’ mothers have stayed with her.  Momma is a black cat familiar with freewill.  Mother is a fierce and powerful heavy mace.  Mom is an invisible ghost that follows her everywhere.  All three silently talk to her leading others to think her insane.  She is the healer and planes expert of the group.   She too has died.Each died fighting a battle of great importance that would forever alter their world’s history.  Each were cheated and died.  The Goddess Infiniti brought them together and offered them a chance to live again.  To be her Strikeforce Morituri.  Another god, one dedicated to the destruction of the various realities has new followers.  These followers are trying to resurrect their god.  Much of his power has fallen into the very artifacts of his creation.  One such artifact, a staff, has been hidden in The World Below for centuries.  Using a magical item tuned to it's’ unique energies, they hope to find it and leave.  So far, no item has been found with any great ease.  They sought out a circlet on a world ruled by the brute master.  This HULK of destruction nearly killed three members.  They escaped with the artifact and their second lives intact.  Next came a ring hidden on a branch universe of Ravenloft.  They fought an undead monstrous shark that was created by the ring then wielded by a wereshark.  They found Christina’s mother whom was changed into a ½ bug creature and were involved in a battle there to free her people from cannibal barbarians lead by a ghoul whom controlled a huge earth elemental.   They escaped that world only when the previous HULK creature came but was imprisoned by the world.  They lost the ring as an agent of the Destructor collected it.  Now they are here in Carkartus, in The World Below, a gladiator arena on a planar level that is “televised” through the planes using powerful magics and psionics held in check within viewing crystals.   Jim aka Megamania is still moving ahead of the team, his skills in sneaking in and out of secured areas being most important now.   The large humanoids have split to the left so he continues straight.  Then he notices a silent small shadow slide up to him.  He looks up with his finger on the trigger of his energy gun.  A green gem or shard floats there about 4 feet from the ground.  Slowly he stands up.  “Uh …guys….”He pauses in a crouch before standing to his full 5”10 height.  The gem just floats there as if looking at him.  His greatest weapon is not his energy gun or even his Spellfire powers he recently has discovered.  No, his greatest weapon is his brain.  100’s of random thoughts race through his mind while analyzes the non-standard piece of igneous rock.  Silicone.“hello…take…me…to…your…leader” mocks Jim.The others pause a few steps behind him and look at it.“Christina…?” prompts the Captain.Instead it is Vander that replies.  “Scrying crystal.  Psionic.  Someone is spying or trying to communicate with us through it.”“na-nu na-nu”  says Megamania holding up his hand with his fingers split apart to appear like three fingers instead of five.  “how.”   “I think it’s broken.  Boring anyway.”  He goes to move around it but the crystal slides over to block his path.Psionically, the six of them (can’t forget Momma) hear a simple yet calculating voice in their minds.= I know not why you are here and why you have invaded our space but we will defend it ..publicly. =A second crystal, this one pure white, appears.  It slides high and to the left.  Everyone but Vander and the Captain follow it.  They turn to the right to see what is being recorded to “meet” them.  The answer- a large monstrous snake.  It is purple and black with a red gem on its forehead.  Its tongue sticks out then it moves in closer.  Along with another and another and another.  Then the debris that it was seemly coming from behind falls over as the rest of the foul creature climbs out of a hole.A 12 headed Hydra“Oh well…now this can’t be good.” Quips Megamania as he snaps his head to the side and then quickly draws and aims his gun.</blockquote>

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