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Post by Mierin on May 25, 2012 20:07:29 GMT -5
[dice=6][dice=6] = 9 sdc
Vivian grins as she hits the tire and immediately loads another arrow to let loose. (If the first tire she hit isn't deflated, she'll aim for that one. If it is, she'll aim for a second tire)
strike: [dice=20+3][rand=9427025835029781164753562072291971663664807565510315623117075301707]
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Post by yendor on May 26, 2012 17:08:09 GMT -5
"And here I was looking forward to your explanation..."
Turns about grabbing a panicked server's tray. "Excuse me sir," says Rex, getting a solid grip on the edge, spins throwing it at the middle gunman, aiming for the stomach to knock the breath out of him.
[dice=20+5][rand=227144130548427751717702242775942568740552209179316853370508650667]
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Post by doc on May 26, 2012 23:43:16 GMT -5
The Swede drops his gun and goes to his knees. "I...I tell nothing." He grunts out.
Viv takes out another tire, as one truck is down. She starts to hear the shouts of people fleeing the building.
Caleb can see everyone - the panicked crowds, the pair of mysterious vigilantes outside, and one guest who seems to be in a brawl with one of the mobsters!
The mobster is surprised by Rex's attack and goes down.[rand=46476495700960396888947385725352347688019258342636363787493366845]
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Post by thorley on May 27, 2012 0:03:47 GMT -5
Caleb has to be careful, since being seen doing anything overt could ruin his secret identity (and explaining how he can turn invisible and stuff would be difficult). He really wishes he had brought his costume, or had some special way of carrying it with him for times like this. He will keep an eye on the "guest" brawling with the mobster, ready to intervene with an illusion or something if it looks like things are going to go bad, but not wanting to play that card yet. The vigilantes outside seem to have things under control for the moment.
Caleb's plan is to remain invisible as long as PPE permits and do what he can as things occur, that was he can walk into the bathroom he left for and do the whole Clark Kent "oh wows, how did I miss everything" schtick. He'll go outside if he has to, but doesn't want to risk that because it increases the chance it will be noticed that he's not in the bathroom for later deniability.
He's pretty happy with the Snakes (that took a lot of energy, but seemed to make things easy for everyone). He's not in it for the glory, if nobody even knows The Scarecrow was involved it's no big deal with him (and hell, he prefers it if everyone except criminals thinks there is no Scarecrow and it's just an Urban legend).
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Post by dakota on May 30, 2012 3:36:07 GMT -5
" Then I should gut you like a fish." Lex said, making sure Sven could see how sharp his blades were. " Or would you prefer the quick and easy way out with the scattergun? No point turning you over to the cops, you'll buy your way out in an hour."
(intimidate [dice=100]/45)[rand=9847038056498678781896335726045115534738657397624113218746003262]
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Post by Mierin on Jun 4, 2012 20:43:49 GMT -5
Vivian ducks out of sight as she hears the shouts of people leaving the building, not wanting to be seen by anyone who could possibly recognize her.
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Post by yendor on Jun 6, 2012 15:52:09 GMT -5
"This way Mr. Powell," says Rex, taking him by the left arm, a bit bodily but not intending to harm the supposed Powell, Rex proceeds to dash for the kitchen entrance, already planning on going out through the servant's entrance and away from the goons.
"Track and field amateur," he says while guiding Powell along. "Never thought discus throwing would pay off."
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Post by doc on Jun 7, 2012 21:54:27 GMT -5
"You too?" Mr. Powell momentary smile is instantly replaced with shock and embarrassment; Rex knows from Powell's biography that he was asthmatic as a child.
Vivian makes her way into an alley, as she sees a tomahawk twirl through the air into the knee of a pursuing goon. The gangster howls in pain as he falls onto his face.
"Not as neat as that there bow and arrow, but gets the job done I reckon." The Dark Rider emerges from the shadow of the alley, his cowboy hat pulled low over his eyes and his kerchief covering the lower half of his face. "Fancy meetin' you again, darlin'. Miss me?"
"I...scared not." The big Swede manages to blurt as the crowd rushes out. Many of them are just as shocked to see the Steel Fist as they were inside. Lex is hearing a lot of shouting about gangsters and snakes.
Scarecrown, in his astral form, is watching all this occur.
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Post by dakota on Jun 9, 2012 7:14:57 GMT -5
"Aw nuts." Lex muttered as people suddenly came out while he had Sven where he wanted. He had no idea where Vivian had gone, but hoped she had found some cover. He motioned to the increasing crowd with his other hand, " Go on home folks!," he said loudly and clearly, ( [dice=100]/45trust) " There's nothing to worry about now. Things will be safe now that I caught on of their bosses!" Lex knew he was in trouble, but was running out of options quickly[rand=090638884376744943072628420236427357142013035625134388518676614078]
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Post by Mierin on Jun 12, 2012 13:21:42 GMT -5
Vivian just rolls her eyes at Dark Rider and replies, "I was doing just fine on my own." Vivian gets another arrow ready to shoot as she looks for signs of trouble. [dice=20] perception[rand=1524535463178648430827737484840295131827515290350205524177961942778]
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Post by yendor on Jun 13, 2012 9:49:54 GMT -5
Pauses in the hurried rush into and through the kitchen to look at 'Mr. Powell'. "...honestly, if you're hired to impersonate someone, do try your best to conceal such facts. But, thespian tips another time, come on."
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Post by doc on Jun 13, 2012 14:22:17 GMT -5
Vivian and Lex can hear the sound of sirens in the distance.
"Oh, I'm mighty certain of that. Still, be downright ungentle not to offer a hand." he chuckles.
Lex, the crowd seems to settle down, but they aren't exactly going to leave, particularly with the cops en route.
The Fake Powell frowns. "Well, if it's any consolation, I was only hired today to deliver invitations from Mr. Powell...I've got one down for you, Mr. Cranston." He hands you a small envelope.
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Post by yendor on Jun 13, 2012 17:29:10 GMT -5
Takes and pockets the envelope. "Later. Right now, I don't believe he'd appreciate an abrupt end to his current business. Though I will say, you did well for the most part." Making sure no goons are following, wanting to get the actor out of harm's way.
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Post by Mierin on Jun 14, 2012 8:59:04 GMT -5
Hearing the sirens, Vivian's head snaps up. 'I need to find Lex' she thinks to herself. To DR, she says, "Don't let me keep you." Vivian then starts looking for Lex so they can get away.
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Post by dakota on Jun 14, 2012 14:56:05 GMT -5
Between a rock and a hard place, Lex pulled out a pair handcuffs and clamped one to Sven and the other to the car, his barrel to the mobster the entire time. He looked at one of the guests and said, " Whent he police get here, make sure they know this scum bag is behind the attack here."
He leaned in and whispered to Sven," I'd stay in jail if I was you before backing away and trying to avoid pursuit or the inbound police. He iintentionally headed so he passed within view of where he had last seen Vivian as he looked for an alley to duck into.
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