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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Nov 19, 2009 11:44:43 GMT -5
"A gentleman would not desparage Rogue to being nothing but a bodyguard." Gambit sighed, disappoinyedly, and quietly, at Sabertooth. "She is a good woman and deserves better treatment from cavemen like you."
Aloud mostly to Thanos, or anyone who could communicate without leaving too much mystery in the answer, he asked, "What are we looking for, specifically?"
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Post by dakota on Nov 19, 2009 11:56:59 GMT -5
" A gentleman is one of those things I don't worry about being called, Cajun." Creed's grin grew wider. " and I can think of something other than better treatment I could give her. Healing powers let me recover from her touch faster than most folk." His grin grew sadistic and he winked at Gambit.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Nov 19, 2009 12:05:54 GMT -5
"I'll let her know the next time she wants to practice with my powers, then." Gambit winks back. He knew he could trust Rogue. He also knew that Creed was stirring for a fight. And being a child while he was at it.
"With all your childish behaviour, maybe you're trying to distract us and make us fail. Hmm?" He countered after a second, putting the focus back on Creed's bad behaviour.
Meanwhile, he was looking around to make sure no-one snuck up on him.
Perception: [dice=20][rand=72675246023280781718847309591376798516256814079009159216386314672]
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Post by doc on Nov 19, 2009 12:06:14 GMT -5
"Doesn't matter, what you've found is trouble!" As the humm of transporter machines fill the air, the group is surrounded by a group of colorful beings (see images below, and make sure to go to the Commentary thread)   (NOTE: The Yellowskinned guy in the red and blue is not one of the ones surrounding you. However, the dog pictured below is)  In your heads you all hear a voice with a heavy russian accent. "Cosmo is to be asking you all to lay down your weapons and surrender. Doing not so would be most unwise." The leader of the group, with the helmet with the glowing eyes, immediately draws his pistols "HOLY FRAK! THANOS!" The big Green man on the other side draws a pair of knives. "I already killed you! Oh well, never hurts to do an encore." Thanos raises a curious eyebrow. "A multisyllabic Drax? How novel. And a rodent. I should think to tremble." as he approaches the Raccoon. "Perhaps we can barter? I've brought small berries and nuts." "Nuts to you." Seemingly from nowhere, the Raccoon produces a massive weapon and fires point blank at Thanos, sending him hundreds of yards down the corridor and slamming into a bulkhead. "Again, Commerade Raccoon, you are great diplomat." The voice in all your heads speaks. "I AM GROOT!" The giant tree bellows out. |
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Nov 19, 2009 12:19:56 GMT -5
"'Gambit, we expect a talking racoon with a massive gun, a moving tree and a dog in a space suit.'" Gambit sighs, thumbing a deck of cards. "Not hard to say."
Turning to the newest comers, he says, "We're here to fix the universe. If you could stand aside, we'll get it done and be out of your hair."
In the meantime, he tries to suss out their abilities
Perception: [dice=20]
Trust: [dice=100][rand=92976365303967888012271388180366078257177774338056797010254262144]
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Post by sasqaricious on Nov 19, 2009 13:02:34 GMT -5
Aura sits there in Awe from the gun that knocked the Titan down and then steps back behind x-23 once again. This time crouching behind her meditating form. "Um, x-eee, I don't think we are where we were before." Gently tapping and grabbing her arm to nudge her out of meditation. Despite the fact she may get yelled at for it.
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Post by kurff on Nov 19, 2009 15:09:31 GMT -5
"Well, that was just rude..." Blink spoke looking at the Raccoon.
"Names Blink, Once our ally gets up he won't be happy. Now can you explain something before he gets up..Like why your using a Celetsial's head as base an what your doing with it?" she was asking firmly but politely.
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Post by dragonblaze99 on Nov 19, 2009 21:28:29 GMT -5
Initiative Bonus: +11 [dice=20+11]
X-23 snaps back to her self and up ready to fight claws ripping from her hands ready to fight the group of new comers with no fashion sense.
"Nice" and evil grin crosses her face, the little rage from the throw down with Creed can be burnt of in a fun way [rand=966479271047739313194701882765691046895318720204146195918249575646]
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Post by dakota on Nov 19, 2009 22:39:27 GMT -5
1d20+4=23 Creed's claws extended nearly as fast as X-23's. " something tells me this isn't our welcoming commitee. I told you Thanos should stop yelling."
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Post by jeflint on Nov 20, 2009 8:45:02 GMT -5
[dice=20] - Init if Needed
[dice=100] - Invoke Trust
"Why is it we never seem to just talk when we meet supers?!" Cal whines in a loud tone of voice.
Not sure who the telepath is Cal looks around sending her thoughts out in a wide burst. "We don't mean harm. We're attempting to fix time an space stuff..." she falters not knowing exactly how to do that.
Cal looks around trying to find the telepath and absorb his/her powers. "I can steal abilities," she thinks hoping her honesty counts for something. "I'm going to steal your telepathy to read Thanos's mind. It only works within 100 feet of the TPer though."
She grimaces and looks around hoping that whoever is able to read minds reads her sincerity. "Guys, stop. Fighting in a giant head in space? What happens if we wreck it? They live here!"[rand=6368999986091337932724292313662767066213994125326239066714631276]
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Post by doc on Nov 20, 2009 11:22:17 GMT -5
(Cal, you copy the Telepathy and Telekinesis coming from the Dog) "You know, maybe we should take a moment to listen to Captain Creole." Starlord wonders. "I mean, it's not like -" "They're with THANOS! KILL THEM!" Drax leaps foward directly towards Sabretooth "I've got the lady with the claws!" Martyr draws her sword and soars at X-23. "You have got to switch those two to decaff, boss." Jack Flag snarks. "I AM GROOT!" Groot stumbles foward towards Cal. 1d20+6=16, 1d20+2=17 (init is 16 for Drax, 17 for Martyr) |
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Nov 20, 2009 17:32:02 GMT -5
Gambit stood back and sighed. Part of him wanted to blow the station out from under everyone just so they'ld focus on the task at hand. Looked for the one called Starlord.
"Dhey like this alot?" He asks him. "Or will we be repairing the time line without them?"
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Post by dakota on Nov 21, 2009 6:15:23 GMT -5
Creed snarled, his claws at the ready as they were approached. Barely containing his own urge to strike, he looked to X23. " We aren't here to start anything. But we can finish it."
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Post by dragonblaze99 on Nov 21, 2009 10:51:15 GMT -5
"for once we agree" she says to Creed
Parry Bonus: + 11 [dice=20+11] to deflect Martyr sword with claws
Attack#1 Strike Bonus: + 5 [dice=20+5] with claws
Damage (if it hits) [dice=18+23] (3D6+23)[rand=732355062739729305881764819872675074095817342913001688637653720293]
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Post by dakota on Nov 21, 2009 12:28:46 GMT -5
" We'll agree on alot more than that I figure." Creed replied, sizing up his would be attacker (Drax). " Blink, this would have been a whole lot easier with Tabby Cat and Cap instead of bringing the loudmouth."
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