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Post by Mierin on Feb 22, 2021 21:28:15 GMT -5
When Tank throws the table at the Voice, Charlotte uses the confusion to dart quickly into the kitchen. Making sure no one was around, Charlotte increases the amount of fog in the bar and quickly changes into her Sentry costume, hiding her other clothes. Once she's done, Sentry goes back into the bar and says to the Voice, "Nice to finally meet you."
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Post by yendorj on Feb 23, 2021 8:43:16 GMT -5
"Concealment is not the same as cover gentlemen. Let me show you the difference."
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Post by doc on Feb 26, 2021 7:01:40 GMT -5
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The Hunter and the goons exchange fire with no effect, save that the hunter can hear the bullets whizzing past even through the fog, as the men move forward, clearly intending to end this confrontation at close range.
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The Voice pivots, and the speakers blare, as Tank sees a wave of sound shatter the tossed chair and send the remnants scattering along the floor, causing more club patrons to run for cover screaming.
"AND WHAT IS THIS? A COLORFUL CIRCUS STRONG MAN? IS THAT THE BEST AMERICA HAS TO OFFER? PERHAPS YOU SHOULD STAY OUT OF CONFLICTS MEANT FOR ADULTS?"
And suddenly, the Sentry was there. Hunter could feel it before he saw her float out of the kitchen. The way she moved, it was like she wasn't even tied to the world or the air around it; the primal forces of nature parted way for her out of respect and awe.
For Tank, it was just as visceral; He had heard the stories, but seeing her was another matter. The way she carried herself told Tank that she might have strength enough to rival his, and something more, besides.
The Voice pivoted to the Sentry. "THE NEWS REPORTS DO NOT DO YOU JUSTICE. SO TELL ME, WHAT ARE YOU REALLY HERE FOR? TO DEFEND DEMOCRACY? OR TO SHOW THEM WHO THEIR REAL RULERS ARE?"
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Post by Mierin on Feb 28, 2021 23:07:13 GMT -5
Perception: ftGihSgr1d20
Trust 1d100 (45%)
Charm: 1d100 (60%)
Sentry looks over at the Voice and nods in thanks at the complement. "I am here to help." Sentry moves closer to the Voice and asks in a soft voice, hoping to get an honest answer. "But more importantly, why are you here?" Sentry also uses her telepathy to scan the Voice's mind as she asks him this question.1d20·1d100·1d100
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Post by dakota on Mar 7, 2021 22:35:49 GMT -5
It took a fair amount of effort for Alex to hide his surprise when The Sentry appeared, and then seemed almost cordial toward The Voice, "Nice to meet him? You make it sound like you were looking forward to meeting this Nazi angeber?. Sorry I don't share your sentiments." He slipped in the german insult response to the Voice's earlier cheap shot and decided to fire back, and perhaps knock him off his game.
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Post by yendorj on Mar 8, 2021 10:00:53 GMT -5
j|P1KqeE1d20+2 Smiles to himself feeling Sentry breeze through the place. And that is why I only take pictures and samples on hunts.
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Post by doc on Mar 9, 2021 6:38:36 GMT -5
The Hunter catches site of the Powell man through the fog, but he can also see the former gunmen advancing on him as they've drawn some batons.
Alex could hear the "Concerned Citizen" character as he got shakily to his feet.
"I am here to bring the word that America would do best to ally with the new Greater German Reich." The Voice spoke. Charlotte's telepathy confirmed it. He's also here to contact Powell's man so he can destroy Powell's latest weapon systems for the War Department.
The Voice chuckled. "Excuse me, my dear - it appears I need to eliminate this rude pest." He spun his body around so the speakers faced Tank and he fired his weapon.
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(If it hits, you won't take damage, but you will be temporarily deafened - 5 to strike/parry/dodge and 30% chance of losing your balance.)1d20+1
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Post by dakota on Mar 9, 2021 13:33:49 GMT -5
"Pest!" Alex repeated with a smirk as his insult had the intended affect.
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Post by Mierin on Mar 21, 2021 22:17:29 GMT -5
Sentry raises an eyebrow. "While he may be rude, I cannot abide an attack on one of Earth's citizens." Sentry then uses her telekinetic ability to take the gun from the Voice.
strike: pqBAYOSH1d20+31d20+3
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Post by yendorj on Mar 22, 2021 7:15:30 GMT -5
|zqE1Xlf1d20+5 Fires at one of the batons hoping that being disarmed will persuade them enough to not require another shot, or two.
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Post by dakota on Mar 23, 2021 21:43:32 GMT -5
Alex lost his balance as the sound blast washed over him, and the whole room began to spin. His stomach heaved and threatened to force itself empty. More concerning was the place-had suddenly gone quiet, or rather silent. He rubbed at his ears to no avail, then turned his focus on the Voice. Steadying himself on a booth wall, he forced himself to remain standing, the managed, "That the best you got?" He uttered
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Post by dakota on Mar 23, 2021 21:44:48 GMT -5
Alex lost his balance as the sound blast washed over him, and the whole room began to spin. His stomach heaved and threatened to force itself empty. More concerning was the place-had suddenly gone quiet, or rather silent. He rubbed at his ears to no avail, then turned his focus on the Voice. Steadying himself on a booth wall, he forced himself to remain standing, the managed, "That the best you got?" He uttered, forcing a smirk even as he bluffed and completely ignored Sentry.
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Post by doc on Mar 24, 2021 5:12:10 GMT -5
Sentry managed to pull the Voice's speaker system away, but Tank still managed to take a hit.
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The Hunter's shot disarmed the leading goon, and the other goons began to scatter into the indoor fog.
The Voice recovered, and pointed the array of speakers at Sentry. Despite the fact that you couldn't see below his nose, or perhaps because of it, Sentry could see the apprehension and confusion in the Voice's eyes as he spoke.
"'Earth's Citizens'? What are you?"
All three of you could see the costumed stranger - The Concerned Citizen, is that what he called himself earlier? He dove under a table, pursuing the Powell employee who was trying to crawl away.1d20·1d20
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Post by Mierin on Mar 28, 2021 21:48:29 GMT -5
Sentry smiles a bit wistfully. "Is that really such a surprise? It's clear I'm not from here - I've never met anyone who could do anything close to what I can do. I was sent here as a baby, but I don't know who sent me here and from where. I also don't know why I'm here. So, I do the best I can to help the citizens of this planet."
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Post by yendorj on Mar 30, 2021 7:08:54 GMT -5
Sighs. "I got him." Heading into the fog after Powell's man to ensure his safety.
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