As you prepare to depart, you must make a few decisions. Will you be bringing any of the motorbikes? Or the cart? Or the pickup truck you left behind last time? And what is your objective? Time to cross the river? Bear in mind that, with you map, you can only drive freely in the Suburbs.

Bump!

Thunderbird having joined the group defers to the others in order to understand the plans. "I am always up for looking at locations where there is a chance of picking up advanced technology." he says patting his laser while giving his input

Z studied area around it, "We are missing vital data required to compute next best course of action. However, we do agree with consensus of a Avian creature that retrieval and eventual accumulation of new technology would be beneficial for group's economical status".
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 She had looked over the map in a green display of vines and branches that closely resembled a human body before looking again at the group once more. "Perhaps we could go see these people who sell parts at that store mentioned on the map?."

 She wanted to continue to use the motorcycle that she had found useful with its speed and maneuverability. She just shrugged when any mention of the truck was brought up.

"The Restorationists, Rose?" Bedlam considers the options. "I like the idea. Probably wouldn't hurt to make some contacts there. They'll know more about what's near the river and the industrial zone."

"Before we settle," the giant studies the crew. "I just want to throw out two other considerations."

"One. The Porkers are hurt, but they're not completely gone. Do we wanna go see if they have more swag than they can hang onto?" he grins.

"Two. The Gren are gonna need help with the Badders. They're all about plants and such, which means they have access to good food. Do we wanna help them? Do we approach them first, or just smack Badders and let our actions speak for themselves?"

"Good food is good, Crinkles does not like scavenging for bad food. Help them with plants, maybe Rose can help them?" Crinkles says.

" well the badders are well armed and would be a tough enemy to defeat. Where as the porkers, as you said are hurting this a better target to go after"

Ophelia looked at the team and smiled " thus we have to ask ourselves what would be of more value, porker salvage or a share of the Gren food as payment. For me the food has a higher value but come with the greater risk.... I've always liked a challenge though"
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Thunderbird scratches his chin in thought. "Hurting or finishing off the Porkers is an option but then who will fill in the void once they are gone?" he asks. "If we do, will our actions hurt the status quo here in Compton?"

Bedlam nods his head as he tries to follow the discussion.

"Badders are most likely to expand with the Porker loss. But it sounds like they work in smaller, independent groups - not all centralized like the Porkers. So we deal with them when we cross paths."

"And I'm not interested in making nice with the Badders," the giant rumbles. "I'll play by the rules on neutral ground, but out in the Sprawl I'm inclined to thump first and ask questions later."

"That said, let's go meet the Restorationists. It should give us a relatively safe site outside of Compton. Someplace we can unload our swag without having to run the Dabber gauntlet."

"Now. About the bikes...," he looks at Rose. "Even with your adjustments, those things are big noise. It'll keep some trouble away, but I'm afraid it'll attract even more. That means the scouts have to work even further out, making response times longer. What do you think about leaving them here in Compton?"

 If a plant could frown then she was frowning at the idea of leaving her new toy behind. Still she could find something good out there yet. She strokes the motorcycle over the gas tank and nods once to bedlam. Before looking at him harshly, "this time"

"I would agree with leaving the bikes since the Dabbers were able to get close to use with out anyone seeing them." says Thunderbird

"If there is anyway to get there by river I can get hold of a few canoes that might do the trick" purred the felinoid from the back of the room

There are no safe water routes to the South River marked on the map. Also,  you don't remember encountering any waterways in the Sprawl to date. They may exist in the sewers, but are probably fairly dangerous badder-wise.

"All right," Bedlam rubs his hands together, obviously pleased. "We're almost ready. Not that I don't enjoy having a soft bed, but it's time to go find some new swag."

"Speaking of which," the giant ponders the horse-less wagon. "Should we get something, a horse or stagon, to pull the wagon? Or should we get a pushcart or some wheelbarrows to haul our kit and loot?"

"Personally, when it comes to draft animals, I'd rather avoid fireproof possums..."

Z cocks its head, "After quick calculation and cross referencing our data banks, we believe that our creators provided us with ability to transform into a watercraft. Approximate calculation shows that we shall be able to withstand weight of two tons. We do not believe that we can be transformed into land vehicle with ability of pulling a cart. We do believe that if animal is acquired it should be self sufficient. Grooming and foraging for the creature may impede our progress".
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Once the group gets things picked for the journey, Thunderbird takes to the skies to scout around.

21:55, Today: Thunderbird rolled 30 using 1d20+11. perception.

Crinkles readies himself for guard duty.  He is sad to see to leave the area but excited for a new adventure.

Used to moving a lot ophelia has all she needs ready at all times so as they set off he drops to all fours and races off to scout ahead on foot

"Ok," Bedlam makes a final check of the map before tucking it into his armor. "This should be a pretty straightforward hike."

"Scouts, don't get too far ahead," the giant says. "Crinkles, why don't you grab the second cart. Rose, Zee, feel free to scavenge, but don't fall too far behind."

Picking up the handles for one of the small, two-wheeled carts, he begins pulling it out into the Sprawl.

"This isn't so bad," he comments to Crinkles. "Might be different once it gets loaded up."

OOC: Figuring we traded the big, horse-drawn cart for two smaller, manually drawn carts. May have lost some carrying capacity, but should be a little easier to maneuver through the ruins, and cheaper to feed :)

You head off into the Sprawl, leaving the motorbikes in Compton this time. An hour into your journey Thunderbird spots something big and nasty heading towards the party below, and swoops down to guide everyone down the right alley to avoid it.

A roll of 30 will do that, encounter bypassed

Following your new map, after three hours you reach site of the Exchange & Mart, which turns out to be a heavily fortified mini-mall in the middle of a large, deserted car park that has been cleared of any cover. On each corner of the mall's roof is a seriously heavy-duty machine gun turret, and in the middle is a large and garish neon sign, slowly revolving.

"Tech Bought & Sold"

BTW remember only those with Int 15 or the Science skill can read.

Crinkles looks over the mall. "Seems like a safe place. But Crinkles does not want to be the first person to step out there."

 With a childish glee she moved alongside the troop of people wandering around and looking for anything of possible value to her or the group.


 Scrounging for what ever strikes her childlike fancy.

 As they came near the cleared area she stopped and gazed at the distant building of trade. "O' there it is, good come on, lets go do some shopping". She stepped out and began heading towards the big advertized store.
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Taking a look for an escape route if needed, Thunderbird flew around the area before landing. "Tech bought and sold" he said looking at the sign. "Looks like a place that I will feel at home. Lets see what they got to offer." he said as he entered the mall.

"We believe caution is advised", Zee beeps out and slowly follows Rose.

OOC: Is it possible to check and see if there are any type of tripwires, mines, and such? Basically...traps! Anywhere around the building? Heck...do those turrets look like they have to be manned or are they auto?
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The nearest guns on the roof swivel round to track the party as they approach the mall. ZE-5 sees no obvious traps.

Up close, you see all of the windows and doors have been sealed up with thick steel plating, and the front door is heavily reinforced. And shut. Next to the door is a small grill with a button underneath. A notice is affixed nearby.

"Hold the button and state your business"

A set of pictograms underneath the text tries to convey the same information for the illiterate.

Zee hums and rips off one of the buttons from its coat. It studies the button. The button is blue, with silver engravings on it forming a some type of symbol. It then holds the button up in the air for everyone to see, "We come in peace! Exchange of information, possible barter!".
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Ophelia slows to a gentle run before coming up onto two feet then to a stop and waits for the others. Her eyes darted in all directions looking for danger and feeling exposed but she couldn't help but chuckle to herself at what ZE did

 She is curious at the sign which her former body knew how to read it so she can also read the missive. She smiles the sign and blurts out, "O' i want to look at the shiny objects and things that go fast, maybe some thing to help GROW things."

 Not sure what kind of currency they had but she might be able to pick up something inside.
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Crinkles shifted back and forth on his feet, waiting to see if their robot is able to prevent them from being shot.

Thunderbird looked at ZE and shook his head after reading the sign. "ZE, I believe in order to speak with them, you need to push the white button where the red arrow is pointing and hold it in place while speaking into the metal mesh, where the green arrow is pointing. Like you are using a walkie-talkie." he said.

Pointing out the pictures to the group, Thunderbird walked them through the pictographs "See the red arrow pointing to the button in the first picture? In the second one you see a finger pushing the button. In the third picture, you see the hand still pushing the button, the green arrow is pointing to the speaker and the creature is speaking into it. See the three semicircular lines that get larger the father it is away from the mouth? That is a visual way of showing speech. In the fourth one, you see the finger is now off the button and the picture now shows the same kind of lines coming from the speaker. That is what the pictures are showing." he said

Pushing the button, Thunderbird spoke into the speaker. "We wish to enter in order to conduct trade with you." he said.
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"Improper translation and storage of written language into our data banks was detected. Error had been corrected. We thank you for your explanation", Zee nodded its head at Thunderbird and nonchalantly stored the button where its mouth would have been.

A crackling voice issues from the speaker.

"You're the crew that killed the Cook, right? Come on in friends"

The steel door swings open, revealing a small, steel-lined room beyond. In the centre is a set of mismatched old garden chairs around an aluminium table. A fragile looking robot, human-shaped but painfully thin, sits on one of the chairs. It speaks to you in the same crackling tone.

"Take a seat everybody!"

Crinkles walks in, eyeing the thin robot warily.

Thunderbird follows Crinkles in and takes a seat at the table.
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 She entered the fortress and looked at the tin humanoid looking machine and fought down a desire to go see how the machine works. Finding a seat she sat down and looked over the room. "I dont see many nice things to buy in here, is this all there is?."

Ophelia enters with the others but only stands behind one of the empty chairs not wanting to sit until she was satisfied there was no danger to them

"All our stuff is locked away elsewhere my green freind" says the robot cheerfully. "I can show you anything we have in stock"  - and here the robot projects a holographic image of some sort of rifle on top of the aluminium table - "so you show me what you have to trade and we can make a deal. And if you are indeed the crew who took out the cook, we might have a special offer for you"

 She looks at the robot and the shimmering image of a rifle displayed over the table in wonder and would really like to know the secret behind the way the image is generated but she is dealing now with the machine.

 She helps drag in the material that Bedlam said we could use for trade with this clan that salvages material and items.

 "Well, my other body was killed fighting the swine men at the bad mans place..the cook and anyway i was sprouted after the fight, so i guess we are the group your talking about. Now you said you had something special for us?."

Rose, I don't think Bedlam intended for you to bring loot back into the Sprawl. You can negotiate with any tech you have that isn't much use to you.

Bedlam leaves the pushcart outside and ducks through the doorway. He puts a big hand on the seat of one of the the old lawn chairs, applying some pressure.

"Thanks, might be better if I stood," he grins at the robot.

The giant nods appreciatively at the rifle. "Looks impressive. And yes, we are the crew which took out the cook. Unfortunately we also had a bit of a disagreement with the porkers, as I'm sure you heard, and were unable to keep the kitchen in working order."

"We still managed to pull some good swag out of that. Of course we spent pretty much all of it back in Compton," the giant shrugs. "We're just on our way back out for more salvage and thought it would be good to check in here. We've heard good things about this shop and your crew. Figure you deal in just about anything tech, but there might be some particular bits you'd like us to keep our eyes... or ears... open for."

"We do not believe giving your ears and eyes to this creature be productive", Zee chimes in. It quickly looks at a cheery robot, "Would it be willing to cojoin our consciousnesses together? More processing power will be most pleasing to us!"
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Crinkles looks at the robot but says nothing. The way the creature speaks made the yeti's head hurt but that was probably because the robot was smarter than him.

The robot gives ZE-5 a long look, then turns back to Bedlam.

"Well here's our offer. We understand there were some tunnels under the Soup Kitchen. If you know the way in, and can guide one of our salesmen there, we will give you free credit for one piece of tech"

He takes another long look at ZE-5. "And if you want to sell your very interesting multi-bot we, well, we would prepared to provide more than adequate recompense"

Ophelia chuckled "if my friend upsets me in the near future I might take you up on that offer" she said giving ZE5 a wink and a smile

Zee beeps at other robot. Its irises turn red, "Any attempt at selling, dismembering, or any other actions of violent nature will be returned in favor". Zee waits a moment as its irises turn blue, "If that was a joke... Tssk...hsssk HA...haHA HAahahAHhahhhahAHha!. Our apologies... humor software takes awhile to initiate". With that said robot resumes its unassuming posture.


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WPwxgml0Q3A
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Bedlam cocks an eyebrow as ZE-5 works their way through their response, before turning back to the negotiation bot.

"Yeah, can't really say I thought of them as property."

"So an escort to the Soup Kitchen's tunnel entrance?" the giant looks around at the crew, getting a feel for their reaction.

"We can do that," he nods. "Will you want us to wait for the return trip as well?"

Thunderbird snickered. "Careful there ZE, with what you said, we could give you away since that is not a form of "...selling, dismembering, or any other actions of (a) violent nature.." as you stated." he said. "As for the tunnel, I will have to differ to Bedlam Jones, Crusty Tom and Crinkles since I came in after they took care of the Cook. But I would suggest that the group retain anything on the surface like the metal thing that was part of the Cooks defenses unless the group had already promised it to someone else." he says

In reply to Thunderbird (msg # 48):

"Avian friend, one's freedom cannot be given without one's consent. We were shackled once, never again we shall allow for this happen to us again", Zee says staring into the distance and shifting uncomfortably. "We wish we could fly. If it is not an ultimate representation of freedom, than we do not know what is...", the machine adds quietly a moment later.

 Her wide eyes watched the exchange between the adults and this robot thing. Glancing to the leader, she smiled at him, "So back to the toll collectors and pay some more to them so we can get thru again?."

Crinkles nods his head, "Crinkles thinks that was beautiful, computer friend." He wipes his eye quickly. "So we go back to kitchen?"

"Excellent!" intones the robot with satisfaction. "Our representative will join you outside shortly. Now, is there anything you wish to trade now before you get on your way?"

Bedlam glances around at the crew. ~Anybody looking to do some trading? Now is the time.~

OOC: I don't think we have much in the way of tech trade right now, but feel free to jump in if you want to.

Bedlam gives the robot a broad grin.

"I think that's all for now. We'll be outside."

And he goes out to await the Restorationist representative.

"Why not see if we can trade some of the other gear, like the the goggles or the two weapons for something that we can use?" Thunderbird asks

Ophelia was starting to get a bit twitchy, she wasn't keen on being in the room for so long, she preferred the sky over her head.

She kept quiet but hoped the rest would conclude their business soon so she could get out of there.

You file outside and after a short wait are joined by the representative. He is dressed in some sort of full-body suit, complete with a black-visored helmet that completely conceals his face. Several high-tech weapons and pieces of kit hang from combat webbing, and he carries a large backpack.

"I'm Wilbur" he says shortly, his voice distorted by the helmet. "Shall we?"

Again, those who will be on guard please make your perception rolls for the journey.

 With a rapid speed she took up a close flank to the wagons movement and kept a watch on the ruins around them.

03:53, Today: Rose rolled 13 using 1d20+3. perception ck

Ophelia was more than happy to be back in the open and took a deep breath of fresh air. Nodding to the others she slipped away from the group and went off to scout ahead


OOC: 11:15, Today: Ophelia rolled 14 using 1d20+4. Perception roll.
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Thuderbird gives the gear Wilbur was wearing a hard look to analyze it for its use before taking up his position, scouting from the sky.

11:57, Sat 10 May 2014: Thunderbird rolled 26 using 1d20+11 ((15)).

Crinkles again couldn't help but be distracted by all the beauty around him, at least from his point of view it was beauty.

00:01, Today: Crinkles rolled 9 using 1d20+4. Perceiving.

Bedlam nods to the crew and folds up the map when the Restorationist appears. He gives the 'man' a long look before breaking into a broad grin.

"Welcome, Wilbur! I'm Bedlam. That's Rose, Crinkles, Ophelia, Thunderbird, and, of course, Zeefive," he says, pointing to each member of the crew.

"Safest spot is probably in front of me, between the carts," the giant continues as he grasps the handles of the small, two-wheeled cart he has been pulling.

~Stay sharp~ his thoughts reach Ophelia and Thunderbird as they move out.

The party make good progress, with the map showing a route made up of back alleys and storm drains avoiding some of the of more travelled routes. The party is approaching a narrow alley when Thunderbird spots the distinctive black and white stripes of a dozen badders lurking on the rooftops on either side of the alley...

Everyone roll Init, will post the combat map shortly.

"Guys, we got company." Thunderbird said, pointing out a group of badders along the roof tops of the alley

16:25, Tue 20 May 2014: Thunderbird rolled 17 using 1d20+2 ((15)). init

 The sense of wrongness was beginning to edge its way into her thoughts when she heard the birdman call out a warning.

21:21, Today: Rose rolled 21 using 1d20+5. Initiative.

upon the call from the eye in the sky Ophelia comes to a sudden graceful crouched stop with her sword already in her hand.


OOC: 08:07, Today: Ophelia rolled 28 using 1d20+8. initiative.

BTW just because you are rolling Init doesn't mean you can't try talking first...

Crinkles stops at Thunderbird's notification and growls in a low tone.  he cracks his knuckles instinctively.

22:34, Today: Crinkles rolled 8 using 1d20+3. init.

 Looking up to where the bird man had pointed she smiled and waved to those on the roof tops. "Hi, want to come down and talk to us?." Her childish mind was going full speed and at this moment it seemed like the right thing to do rather then having to fight them.

At Thunderbird's warning Bedlam releases his hold on the cart handles and grabs the heavy metal disc from his belt.

~Easy, Rose. These are not dabbers.~ his thoughts carry significantly stronger than usual undertones of violence to the crew.

The giant mutters to the Restorationist in a low voice. "Will it cause any trouble for your crew if we smack some badders?"

OOC:
Bedlam Jones rolled 13 using 1d20+5. Initiative.

The badders on the roof duck out of sight. Wilbur answers Bedlam in a low voice. "Not if you don't leave any survivors. But you spotted the ambush, so they probably won't attack now, but they'll try to tail us for sure and bring others. Slaves are what these badders are all about"

Please make a Science or Percpetion roll DC20.

 She muttered something soft under her breath at the mention of slaves.

04:11, Today: Rose rolled 15 using 1d20+7. science chk

" then perhaps the watchers should be watched" replied ophelia as she moved back over to the group sword still in hand." I could circle round behind them and trail them. If they decide to get grumpy and send for reinforcements I could try to take out the runner"
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"You know that if we take them, then the streets will be safer for others." Thunderbird said as he swooped down towards the group.

OOC 10:08, Today: Thunderbird rolled 24 using 1d20+11. Perception.

"Badders don't sound like nice people, badder people should be nice. Crinkles can help make them at least be not badder." the Yeti said lifting his makeshift club.

00:49, Today: Crinkles rolled 19 using 1d20+4. Perception.

Thunderbird notices a suspicious length of lying on the ground in front of the alley attached to a wrecked bus abandoned just to the right of the way in. The other end of the chain disappears into a manhole. It looks like the bus is intended to be dragged across the alley mouth to block any retreat from the planned ambush. Good job you spotted them in time...

Bedlam frowns darkly as he squints up at the rooftops and then down at the manhole.

"Last thing I want is to get lost chasing badders through a sewer," the giant reflexively ducks his head. "But giving them a chance to call in reinforcements for a second ambush isn't much higher on the list."

"Thunderbird, they'll flee by going underground - probably through the basements of these buildings. But scout around the outside to make sure. Stay out of range."

"Ophelia, same assignment, but on the ground. Stay hidden."

"Zee, keep an eye on Wilbur and the carts."

"Crinkles, Rose," Bedlam slings his disc and moves toward the manhole. "We're going to see what's attached to the other end of that chain..."

OOC:
Is ZE-5 still with us?

Ophelia nods and fades into the shadows watching the others getting ready. The only visible part of her body were her yellow eye.

~ will we be able to keep in contact by thought? ~ she thought

~It has limited range. Not much more than a couple dozen paces.~

 She nods and skips along over to the chain, saying softly "Here doggie, here doggie, come on out we wont hurt you." Her green hair swaying around her face and shoulders but she did seem to be watching for more bad guys.

Thunderbird headed back up to scout the area, starting to wish there was some kind of device he had that would allow him to communicate with the others on the ground while he was flying.


11:06, Today: Thunderbird rolled 30 using 1d20+11. perception.

Crinkles trudged forward after Rose, he liked doggies but didn't think one would be here.

Under the manhole cover is a narrow, round, shaft leading down into darkness, with a rusty iron ladder fixed to the wall. The the chain passes through a pulley system and continues down into the black depths below...

Stealth and Per rolls from Ophelia please, Per roll from Thunderbird.

Thunderbird keeps an eye out out on the group and the surrounding area but has a hard time with the ground clutter and not flying into anything.

08:00, Today: Thunderbird rolled 14 using 1d20+11. perception.

Ophelia kept to the shadows her keen eyes surveying her surroundings as she went.

OOC: 14:24, Today: Ophelia rolled 23 using 1d20+4. perception roll.
14:24, Today: Ophelia rolled 24 using 1d20+10. stealth roll

BTW Bedlam & Co. am waiting for you, will use the others' rolls in a bit.

'Ranger' Arcus "Starborne" had endured the long track to get here. Avoiding the Dabbers... was no easy feat!  He'd had to give their area a wide birth to avoid them.. and he was sure they saw him anyways.  Cost him a days rations too.  The rumors had been there was a slaving ring working out of the ruins here... Badders. Arcus grimaced ruefully, {The world was perilous and dangerous enough without folks preying on each other!}  But such was the lawlessness of the Gamma West.  Arcus had heard the numbers of the Badders were large... way more than one man could reasonably handle.  Some would call what he did madness... but that was a Ranger's burden.  To fight the fights everyone else ran from.. to stand for Justice and Peaceful coexistence of sentient races; to shine the light of civilization into the darkness of The Fall!  To bring Law... to the Lawless!!

Arcus had been scouting the area for about a day... trying to pick up on the Badder's movements to find out where their holds were... get an estimate on their numbers, armament and possibly leadership structure.  This was the dangerous part of being a Ranger... seeking the details.  With intel.. a force of locals could be organized to make  decisive strikes to break up their powerbase in the area... then mop up would be much more easier.  Sadly some folks don't respect anything but the bigger stick beating them over the head, sometimes repeatedly!  But someone had to take a stand... to drive back the chaos and forge a brighter tomorrow.  Arcus could very well.. would very well, die someday hunting evil opposing those who would spread fear, oppression, and death.  But that would be a good death... worthy of his father's stories of heroism, by 'The Lone Ranger'.  Arcus did not fear death... even if he would fall... he'd already laid the ground for others to follow.  Though few, there were other Rangers... others who had stood forth with the courage to fight for Justice... and Peace!  Arcus could die well knowing his Rangers would continue... as long a beings of courage were to be found. He touched the Ranger's Star Badge on his chest with pride.. his resolve steeled again.

He smirked, {'But that death would not be today...'} not at the hands of Badders if he had anything to say about it!  He still needed to find 'The Legion of Gold' to stop them from harming others.. and avenge the murder of his parents.  These Badders were no different.. just parasites living off the suffering of others. But Arcus Starborne would see to it their rein of terror ended here... all he needed was a bit of luck and some good intel.

Pulling his cloak about him closer Arcus moved from his shadows to the next seeking cover, shotgun in hand.  His Heavy Plate slowing him a bit but he was use to it and it was second nature.  The battered Golden hued armor... crafted from the very chassis of destroyed robots of the 'Legion of Gold' served him well ~ not currently as shiny with the travel dirt upon it but still easy to spot if the sun gleamed off its surface at an inopportune moment!

Arcus frowned he'd pondered doing this at night.. but Badders had better sigh tin the dark... plus flashes of his unleashed Fiery blasts would definitely attract more attention at night and be seen further away than in bright daylight.  It was a trade off and a gamble.  The 'hard call' every Ranger made everyday.

He muttered under his breath the tried and true Ranger's slogan, "Ranger's Aren't Forever, No Guts.. No Glory!"

He'd sat from cover and watch some of the Badders before watching their movements try to get some handle on their patrol schedules.. nothing solid but he knew they had traps and ambush spots set up all over the ruins.  Coming into close area - too close for a longarm. Arcus sheathed his Shotgun across his back in the Rifle sheath.  Paused to search the area with his Binoculars... {Travelers.. walking into an ambush area?}

12:33, Today: Arcus rolled 24 using 1d20+10. Arcus Perception w/Binoculars.

{Possibly... not a very good angle to see from.  Where are the Badders?  Better find out where they went .. since their ambush looks to have been spotted..}

Arcus pulled on his STOP Sign shield on his right arm and rested his hand on the hilt of his bastard sword moving to the next patch of shadows seeking cover... when his eyes caught sight of something in the air... right when he himself was out in the open!

12:40, Today: Arcus rolled 8 using 1d20+2. Arcus Stealth. LOL - Laughable!

{Damn!  Stupid mistake.. so focused on the ground not looking up... stupid mistake Arcus!}


[ooc: Ophelia and Thunderbird might spot Arcus moving seemingly trying to find the Badders who left the ambush spot.]
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Zee stares at Wilbur and the carts. It scans Wilbur for any changes in facial expressions, body language, as well as any changes in heart rhythm, diaphoresis, and such.

Ophelia saw movement just as she was making a sweep of the right side of the group. She slowed and watched for a moment, the figure seemed to have sheathed a weapon and pulled up what looked to be a shield.

He / she or it was either about to try and ambush a fully armed convoy single handed or they had seem something that made it want to leave cover. Whatever it was it was something she needed to investigate.

Moving slowly and quietly she got as close as she could.


OOC:10:32, Tue 10 June 2014: Ophelia rolled 26 using 1d20+10 ((16)).
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To speed up the process, lets' assume Ophelia and Arcus run into one another. If Acrus can make a Per roll equal to Ophelia's stealth (26) then he is aware of her first. Meanwhile waiting for Bedlam's orders re the manhole...

In reply to Ophelia (msg # 88):

Arcus noted the caravan that had paused at the ambush site ... but was more interested in where the Badders had gone.  He had spotted something in the air  but got no details... realizing he was out in the open to aerial detection -  he moved parallel to the caravan toward where he though the Badders might have gone... trying to get back under cover into the shadows.

Clearly he was not tailing the travelers but hunting the ambushers... but hoped the aerial target had perhaps not noticed his presence {though he could not recall the Badders having any flying allies...?}

09:25, Today: Arcus rolled 9 using 1d20+5. Perception Roll.  Not likely I'm ONLY 1st Level - not gonna see a 26 stealth even with a nat 20!!

... Arcus moved forward seeking the Badders, oblivious to the stalker who had spotted him.

Ophelia stopped in the shadows mere feet away from the figure. She claimed her breathing and watched as he crouched looking at something ahead.

The next thing he felt was the cold steel against his throat and a cat like voice whisper in his ear " I hope you are not intent on attacking my friends in the convoy. That would be a great mistake. Put your hands out in front of you so I can see them and I strenuously suggest you don't make any sudden movements or noises"

The youth pauses but does not seem frightened, "And I hope you are not a Badder and lying about even knowing those innocent travelers, for that would be your mistake.. You are standing too close. I can burn you with a thought.  So let's both back off.. I have no interest in harming any peaceful travelers.  Are you peaceful?"

He raises both hands but there is a calm smirk upon his face as if.. that gesture does not make him any less dangerous to his understanding.

"I might die at your hands but from where I stand you will be travelling to the afterlife with me.... Am I peaceful... no .... am I dangerous... Yes and I will die to protect my friends in the wagon train if I have to."

Still holding her position and the sword to the man's throat " now how about you answer me this.... who's side are you on? and what are you doing out here?.... I and I strongly suggest you do not lie to me as I'm an Empath"

Seeing the two talking below, Thunderbird pulled out his man-portable laser and flew over the duo, starting to circle them to see what was going on. "You ok down there Ophelia?" he asked.

Thunderbird kept his eyes open to figure what was going on, along with making sure that the new figure was not part of an ambush.

Arcus grabs the sword with his guanteleted hand hard enough to draw blood and turns to look his assailant directly in the eyes with is own searing amber eyes, pointing at her with his other hand emphatically (he's got something of a temper.. or no patience for perceived foolishness... or bullying}, "Look! ENOUGH!  I'm not here to get into some pissing match with you! If YOU Really are a Empath you know that I am not here to harm that caravan and you would have never drawn that sword on me so you are either lying or deluded but you can STOP right now! You DON'T scare me... and you WON'T!"

"I'm 'Ranger' Arcus "Starborne" and I'm here to hunt the Badder slavers down and END, with all necessary prejudice, any and all slavery operations these Badders are inflicting on the peaceful residents of this area!!"

"I can clearly see you are NOT a Badder, so for simplicity's sake, I'll assume your with the caravan.. so who are YOU?"

His grip on the blade is not per se strong.. but he seems more than willing to endure the painful grip as long as necessary to end the pointless stand off.  His  posture is not threatening as much as annoyed .. hands never straying anywhere near a weapon or in any hostile threat.  But his hair does ignite with fire and tendrils of flame flicker at his eyebrows.  Seen now.. he is rather handsome .. if certainly youthful...

Glancing up he sees the Hawknoid companion and replies, "Your... Ophelia is fine .. she has nothing to fear from me as long as she settles down and stops being blunt!"

Looking back at her, "So 'Ophelia'.. we going to talk civilly now?"
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Ophelia looked upon the man with a steady gaze. Now that she had made eye contact she was able to tell he was telling the truth.

She let the pressure in her sword slacken slightly to show she would not take it further for now " nice trick with the hair but I suggest you put yourself out unless you want the badders you are hunting to know where you are."

"You can call me Ophelia and that caravan is my family so you can understand that someone skulking in the dark is of interest to me in the protection of said family. So you are a ranger .... you look a little young for that job." the last bit was said as a statement but there was no sarcasm in it.

"Now shall we stand down and agree we are at the moment hunting the same thing? and as for that hand I can heal it for you if you wish"

Arcus nods, his tone softening, "Good yes, and I perfectly understand your mistrust of skulking strangers in the wilderness.  And I know how.. important family can be... er... ma'am!"

He let's the sword blade go and steps back, the realization he was 'partially accosting a woman', to politely give the lady a polite gentlemanly personal distance from a stranger.


Arcus seems a little self-conscious and bows slightly to Ophila, "Honor to met you porperly Miss Ophelia!"

He is a little taken aback at her comment about his youth as a Ranger, "Er.. yes Ma'am.. but where I come from there was no law or anyone trying to keep the peace... after my town a Stone Pillar was destroyed by the Legion of Gold... I decided to form the Rangers from anyone brave enough to stand up for justice and fight against the warlords and Bandits... there are only a handful of my rangers.. its a lot to dedicate ones life to.  But... Do you know of other Rangers? Real Rangers?  I've never met anyone like that! Most people look at me and my Rangers and think we're crazy ta be trying to save the world and fight the fight most would run from, but someone has ta be willing to say Enough! Someone has to be willing to fight for those who can't and avenge those whose blood is shed and demands justice! I only heard of the 'Lone Ranger' from stories my father read to me as a child.  May family and whole town were murdered by the Legion of Gold.. and I spend my life trying to protect anyone else's family from having the same done ta them!  Gives my life meaning.. and I hope .. By the Holy Glow of the Atom... my pa and ma smile with favor from within its radiance on my deeds.. before I join them someday!"

He speaks with all this as he walks with her toward the caravan.

"Oh? My hair.. well It gets like that when I get riled.. sorry.. it'll go out soon and the flame are mostly light they don't burn anything.  some kinda plasma-light effect my da told me.. whatever that means.."

He ponders his cut hand and shrugs, "Cost of doing business of fighting the good fight.. Ma'am. If you want to heal my hand I'd rightly appreciate it... but no bad, no foul.. you were just protecting your own.  And if you are fighting or hunting the Badders.. I'd right like to assist with that!  Getting the locals to stand up ta bullies is what the Rangers is all about!"
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Ophelia smiled openly at the lad and felt his discomfort at being in the presence of a woman " If you and I are going to get along then you can start by dropping the miss.... Its Ophelia plain and simple."

As he went to start walking out of hiding towards the caravan she took his arm and pulled him back into the shadows whispering "there is a group of badders out there in ambush waiting for the caravan. That is way i was out here to see if I could out flank them in case they attacked." She indicated into the sky with a quick nod " I have a friend doing aerial cover for me so I suggest walking to the caravan at this point is not a good idea." She gives Thunderbird a thumbs up signal so he doesn't think she was in any trouble she couldn't handle.

She gave the lad his dues, he had guts and he must have witness a lot to have decided to set up the rangers and seek revenge but he also seemed a little naive and that could get him killed out here. She'd been a member of a scavenger team long enough to know when to keep to the shadows and he would need to learn quickly or it could cost him his life.

Hoping she was still in telepathic range she sent out a thought to the others ~ Guys I've stumbled upon a young man intent on taking on the badders single handed. Luckily I stopped him from doing so. I think I'll keep this one for a while he seems a nice enough lad. whats the situation with the rest of you? I will hold my position until you say to move ~
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Seeing the thumbs up from Ophila, Thunderbird waggles his wings to show that he got the message and headed back up to continue scouting the area.


OOC: 12:06, Wed 11 June 2014: Thunderbird rolled 22 using 1d20+11 ((11)).
 

"Er ok Ma'a~ er mis.. I mean.. Ophelia."

Yep definitely nervous around pretty women...



Arcus nods silently accepting her direction.. but looks at his though dusty golden hued Legion of Gold' Robot plate armor and pull his cloak a bit tighter around his shoulders to hide as much of the armor as possible.

Perhaps, Arcus trmebles a little nervously being pulled so close by the arm to the lovely felinoid woman... but he draws his binoculars and hand them to her... whispering, "You saw the Badder's ambush.. can you locate there new position with these?"

With his free hand he he draws his Bastard sword made of a beaten flat and sharpened U-channel of a street sign and readies his STOP Sign Shield on his other arm.
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 Looking up she can see the man bird making circles a little behind them and points it out to the others with a outspoken "What is the bird man doing up there?, is there those bad guys again up there?."

Crinkles grunts, "Bird man has bird's eye view, he would tell us if he saw anyone, though."

Meanwhile, ZE-5, please make an Insight check.

Zee continues humming and lightly vibrating with excitement and anticipation of a road ahead.

OOC: 17:19, Today: ZE-5 rolled 21 using 1d20+1. Insight check. *Daaaaaaamn*
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As Bedlam pauses with Rose and Crinkles to consider the darkness of the sewer he hears the sound of a voice. The words are unclear, but the emotional content is apparent. He looks to where Rose is pointing. Thunderbird has spotted something. Something on the ground. Is that Ophelia?

As the hawkoid returns to his scouting the giant frowns. Something is over there.


"Perfect," Bedlam mutters under his breath.

~Ok.~ Bedlam's thoughts are clear enough to those near him, but reach Ophelia with a tenuous, distant tenor. ~We are about to tug on the chain. Bring him back this way. And tell him to keep quiet, we can hear his yapping from here.~

Bedlam bends and checks the tension on the chain before grabbing it with both hands.

"C'mon, Crinkles. Let's see what that old bus has on the other end of its fishing line," he nods for the yeti to join him in pulling. "Rose, you be ready to smack whatever comes out. I don't expect it to be friendly."

 Her green eyes open wide at the mention of Smacking something and she lifted the heavy maul and watched the chain but truthfully her attention was going back and forth with the feeling that something was going on that she could not see.

Ophelia gives a mental nod then turned to her new companion. "We've be asked to move in towards the wagon. My friends will be expecting us and will not attack but I ask that you move as quietly as possible and keep the chat to a minimum"

The cat woman then moved off through the ruins towards the rest of the team

Arcus shrugs watching the Cat Women heads off back through thew ruins towards the wagon of the caravan...

Muttering, "..I guess not?"

Putting the binoculars away he heads after her...
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In reply to Bedlam Jones (msg # 105):

Crinkles gave a nod and followed Bedlam.

The giants muscles bulge alarmingly as he hauls on the chain. Here clearly feels a winch unwinding for a fell feet before the chain becomes taught. Bedlam increases the pull and suddenly the chain is pulled free and hangs lose. You hear sounds of badger consternation below, but nothing climbs up the ladder to meet you.

Assume Ophelia and Arcus are still in transit at the moment.

Zee continues looking at a biological lifeform, it tried doing quick succession of calculations in deciding of what may be a good type of action. Majority of the nanos vote for a "small talk". Zee gives out a mechanical cough, "Err...biological lifeform, would you agree with our assessment that next day's cycle will remain been as pleasant as the current one?"

Bedlam holds up the chain, a disappointed scowl on his face. The giant peers down into the manhole, then back to where the Restorationist waits with ZE-5, and finally in the direction from which Ophelia will be approaching with the stranger. With a shrug and a huff, he drops the chain and begins looking around for something to plug the hole.

"Ok," he mutters. "Too many loose ends to wrap this up neat and tidy. Let's cover the hole, see what Ophelia found and get on our way."

Looking up to where Thunderbird is flying, Bedlam circles one hand over his head, indicating the Hawkoid should continue his patrol.

Thunderbird saw the sign from Bedlam and continued circling the area, keeping any eye out for any possible ambush or items of note.

Crinkles searches for a sizeable piece of debris to put over the hole. Perhaps a husk of a car or a piece of concrete.

Crinkles finds a suitable slab of concrete and finishes blocking the manhole just as Ophelia and Arcus arrive.

 She was ready to help defend the group but she hoped that not everyone they meet out here was hostile. Still she was hoping to find little knick knacks to help beef up her motorcycle. She would tear the engine down when they had time enough when she got back next time, she had the sense that parts of it was worn and it may need new bearings on the rods.

Ophelia gets within a few hundred yards of the group then contacted bedlam ~we are coming in on your six don't shoot~

With that she gives her new companion a nod and stands up and starts walking into the group.

"This here is Arcus " she nods over to the new come " he's a ranger and been hunting the badders for a while. I spotted a group further up the trail in ambush but I don't think they know we know they are there"

OOC: I think that's right GM let me know if I got that wrong and I'll update my post
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The young man walks forward next to Ophelia.  He is dressed in a plate armor with helm composed of a very dusty, currently, salvaged golden robotic chassis.  Across his back is a shotgun, at his side a Bastard Sword made from a beaten flat and sharpened street-sign U-channel, and on his arm a STOP Sign shield.  He wears a reddish-brown {probably from road dirt} cloak clasped at his shoulders with .. indeed a roughly shaped Star-like badge.  Around his neck.. is a emblem etched on a shiny piece of metal of an atomic emblem with a greenish piece of colored-glass in the center.

The young man himself had flame-red hair {no longer on fire as he has calmed down}, brightly amber-hued eyes, his skin is very pale white and his youthful face is handsome with an open and friendly expression.  Oddly... he leaves a slight trailing scent of ashes in the air.

Walking forward he offers a handshake, "Greetings, Mr. Bedlam Sir! I'm {Ranger} Arcus "Starborne", may the holy atomic glow guide and warm ya!  Tha' pretty, Miss Ophelia here said you might be interested in taking down these here Badders?  Well I'm here for the same purpose... ta' end their slavery operations around here... permanent-like! Ah'd right like to assist in any endeavor to take them down.. Ah got's a sturdy sword arm and a willing disposition ta' help if'n you be so kind as ta' let me join yur efforts!!"
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Towering over the young man Bedlam considers the proffered hand for a moment.
"Welcome, Arcus," the giant grins broadly as he engulfs Arcus' with his huge, powerful grip. "Meet the crew. You know Ophelia. Thunderbird is up there. This is Crinkles and Rose. The trench coat back by the carts is ZE-5. And the facemask is Waldo."

Turning back to Arcus Bedlam continues. "Not so certain our purpose in taking out Badders is to end their slave trade, but, yeah, that's likely to be one of the outcomes."

"And while you are welcome to tag along with us, it seems I should point out our current gig is to deliver Waldo safely to the Soup Kitchen. So we're smacking Badders only as they present an obstacle. Once Waldo's set, well, I certainly have no objection to rooting out some Badder lairs."

Bedlam glances up at the now-vacant rooftops on either side of the ambush alley. "Good. Now let's get going before we're forced to take the long way around."

Arcus nods, "Fair enough Sir!  Ah know taking on slavers is not most people's past time.. even if yur not totally sold on ending their slave tradin' our efforts may give me some decent intel on their operations and numbers so I can organize tha' locals here-abouts to putting a stop to them!"

"All free sentient beings value their freedom.. hopefully in peaceful-like ways, so getting free peoples to stand up and put down the bandits, warlords, crimelords and yes slavers is all a part o' bringing peaceful law to the Gamma west! At the very least I'll get intel that will allow me to point other Rangers to the task o' puttin' them Badders out of business permanently!"

"But Ah do thank ya kindly for lending whatever help yur willing lend to the cause o' justice an would ask not more than yur willing ta' afford Mr. Bedlam."

"In the Gamma West men of courage and forthright character are rare!"
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Crinkles waves to the new addition, always glad to meet a friend rather than foes. "Hullo, Arcus. Crinkles likes your gold hat."

The yeti smiles cheerfully and looks to Bedlam for the next set of instructions.

 She gazed at the man who did not have clothes and had to wear metal instead, she sighed for the poor man. "Maybe we could afford to buy him some clothes so he doesnt have to wear the cold metal?."

 She was looking but he got the impression across to her that he liked to talk alot and that idea took more thinking then she was wanting to do right now, after all the badders were running around the group and most likely waiting to surprise them with a party of some kind, that would be nice to have a party with cake and all.

Arcus smiles at Crinkles and nods, "Thank ya' kindly... it came with the robot that was put down for it!"

Arcus regards Rose.. trying to figure out what she meant then chuckled, "Ah no.. its ok ma'am. I do have cloths on under this metal... its just the metal is a might bit tougher than my flesh.. so I wear it for protection from bullets, claws swords.. you name it .. that might try ta' be hurting me.  I wear it when I'm traveling as ya never know whose gonna be unfriendly like.  As I'm always traveling - hunting down bad guys.. I've kinda got use to wearing it all the time.  But in town.. I usually leave where I'm camping out - if'n its a safe like town, that is!"

"Er.. yur a plant right Miss Rose?  Do you .. get er food from the sun?"
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Bedlam cocks a questioning eyebrow at Rose's statement and glances down at the metal armor he wears, derived from the parts of the ancient vee-dub which once roamed freely in the Gamma West.

Gamma West?

"Ok. Ok. Let's get acquainted while we're moving. Ophelia, back on scout. Crinkles, let's get the carts and our charge. Everybody keep sharp, we know the badders are in the neighborhood."

Bedlam heads over to where the carts, Wilbur and ZE-5 are waiting, intent on getting the crew back on the move.
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Crinkles nods and follows out his orders. He hums a little while he works. When he is all set he gives Bedlam a thumbs up.

 She nodded to the big guy and went out to the edge and began to watch all the buildings in case the badders came back to invite them to become their slaves, some how that did not sound like fun, though she was not sure what slaves were.

 "I am part plant, yes. I was dead but now am alive, not like i was but i am still the same. Ummm, you know clothes are much softer dont you?."

In reply to Rose (msg # 126):

Arcus nods in acceptance of Bedlam's leadership falling into the advancing line ... near by Rose to converse with her.

He smiles, "..Yes, cloths are much softer and lighter.. this is Armor ... think of it as 'clothing for fighting'.  Some warriors like to wear light or no armor so thay can avoid attacks.. but sadly.. I'm not that nimble.  So, I rely on tough 'clothing armor' to protect me when I do get hit.  Light clothing tear and pierces easily.. thick heavy clothing bounces hit and does not pierce easily at all!"

"You were dead?  Er..  how did you return to life?  Ah' know a town mayor who is a plant.. but he doesn't talk.. in fact tha' only one who can talk ta' him is tha' town merchant master.  Hard to know if tha' 'Mayor' is sentient at all .. barring just trusting tha' merchant's word on tha' mattah!"

He cocks his head, a question occurring to him, lifting his hand an holding it far away from Rose in an exaggerated gesture, "...Ah'm told.. by the Radioactivists Priests of the Holy Glow.. tha' I'm sort o' like a livin' star.  But Ah's nevah known tha' real truth o' that... "

Slowly nonthreateningly his hand ignites with fire and a warm golden radiance spreads from his hand to illuminate the area around him, and cascading light over Rose as well...

Something has changed as Arcus seems .. more real and alive full of energy when he is emitting the warm light.. even his voice deepens with power and his hair ignite flickering with reddish-golden flames...

"So Miss Rose.. can you feel this light I emit.. is it somethin' you can gain sustenance from?  I also control gravity.. but I don' know o' any plant can feed off tha'. Jus' curious is all?"
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Since none of you have heard of Gamma West, or any of the other places Arcus talks about you assume he is a walk-in, someone who shifted through one of the many holes in reality in and around the Sprawl.

New member in tow, you head off back towards the Soup Kitchen.

OK Stealth and Perception rolls from all of you please.

Ophelia set off in a relaxed stride and slipped back into the shadows ahead of the group.

OOC:10:57, Today: Ophelia rolled 8 using 1d20+4. perception roll.
10:57, Today: Ophelia rolled 20 using 1d20+7. stealth roll.
This message was last edited by the player at 09:58, Wed 09 July 2014.

In general Arcus' reference to the 'Gamma West'... seems in the context of his chit-chat to refer to the wastelands West of what was once known as North Dakota to the Pacific Coast.  It is not a name referring to any specific place merely a 'colloquial' term for the region of the Western half of what was once North America & Canada.. because no one remembers those names anymore.

Arcus will quiet down when it is obvious stealth is required - Flattened & Sharpened U-Channel Bastard Sword with its characteristic holes down the center and his STOP Sign Shield in hand. Occasionally Arcus pulla his Binoculars to scan the sprawling ruins for foes.

06:21, Today: Arcus rolled 17 using 1d20+10. Arcus Perception w/Binoculars.
06:23, Today: Arcus rolled 9 using 1d20+2. Arcus Stealth.
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Zee nods with a barely audible wizz at Wilbur. "We might say that current state of weather is highly pleasant to our sensors. We hope it shall remain as such". With that said robot pulled to the back of the group, it's head occupied by favorite hobby of the collective - searching for perfect Pie.


10:17, Today: ZE-5 rolled 26 using 1d20+8. Stealth.
10:17, Today: ZE-5 rolled 16 using 1d20+1. Perception.

Seeing the group continue heading to the Soup Kitchen with the stranger in tow, Thunderbird tuned his attention to the path ahead but the built up areas make it harder to him to get a clear line of sight.

OOC:Stealth 7, perception 12

11:15, Today: Thunderbird rolled 12 using 1d20+11. perception.

11:15, Today: Thunderbird rolled 7 using 1d20+1. stealth.

Crinkles was never particularly quiet. Or attentive. Blissfully, Crinkles was unaware of these shortcomings even now as he tromped through the wastes.

Bedlam hauled the lead cart, grateful for the relative silence. Well, except for the sound of Crinkles humming and stomping along behind him.

OOC:
Bedlam Jones rolled 19 using 1d20+5. Perception.
Bedlam Jones rolled 19 using 1d20+5. Stealth.

After an hour or so you arrive at block before the Soup Kitchen without further incident. To your surprise, the alley that you took last time to get to the plaza has been bbarricaded by rubble and debris.

Take a look in the Combat Map thread for the Soup Kitchen. Assume at you are outside the barricaded at the end of the alley 3 squares to the north at A6.

Arcus can see a sniper barricade when he sees one.. and he immediately moves to take cover at a building corner or behind some bit of nearby rubble, raising his STOP Sign shield for maximum cover.  His eyes begin glowing and his hair ignites as he readies to fire a return gravity pulse at any ranged attackers that open fire on them.
This message was last edited by the player at 10:29, Fri 11 July 2014.

 As the turned down the narrow road way that the group had used to travel to compton, she see the pile of rubbish and broken concrete across the road.

 "Ummm, that was not there when we left last time, has someone moved into old cafe?."

 She lifted the heavy maul and looked around for signs of who had blocked the roadway.

"Maybe the building fall into alley." Crinkles suggested.

From where you are standing you can see the next alley along (lead into A12) is similarly barricaded.

"Hmmm...," Bedlam ponders the barricaded alleys before turning to Wilbur. "Looks like someone else is interested in the remains of the Soup Kitchen. Unfortunately, the trap door to the escape tunnel is on the other side of those barricades."

OOC: At least, I am assuming that is the wrinkle Shadow is throwing at us.

The giant pulls out his map and signals Thunderbird to get close enough for a consultation. His thoughts go out to the crew.

~Everyone keep a sharp eye out - I am fairly certain the badders are still stalking us, and I do not want to get pinned between them and whoever blocked the alleys.~

~I see two immediate objectives,~ he continues. ~One, we want to find out who is on the other side of the barricades. I suspect the dabbers, but it could be just about anyone. Except maybe the Restorationists. Two, we need to scout the other approaches to the Soup Kitchen to see if any of them are open. Or have gates.~

~Thunderbird, get enough altitude to make yourself a very small target. See what you can see going on in the plaza.~

~The rest of us will circle to the east. Ophelia, while we are looking for passageways, I want you to keep an eye out for hostiles. Everyone else, check buildings on both sides of the roads and alleys. Look for concealed underground entrances. Or easy climbing points.~

Bedlam makes eye contact with the members of the crew. ~Questions?~

Seeing the command to come down and get some information from Bedlam to head up higher, Thunderbird heads up to see what is going on at the Soup Kitchen. He banks over the area and remembers how they and left it and what it looks like at this time,

OOC:00:41, Today: Thunderbird rolled 19 using 1d20+11. preception .

Thunderbird spirals up into the air to get a look at the plaza. There is a lot of activity behind the barricades, with two dozen slaves digging away in the blasted ruins of the Soup Kitchen, and armed badders everywhere. Almost immediately there is the crack of gunfire and two bullets swish past alarming close to the hawkoid...

Ophelia moved away into the shadows with a nod to the big man and from her vantage point she could see both directions to and from the barricade ready to signal a warning if she saw any movement.

OOC: 12:06, Today: Ophelia rolled 28 using 1d20+10. stealth roll.
12:05, Today: Ophelia rolled 25 using 1d20+17. perception roll
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Arcus followed Bedlam's instructions and moved east.. from cover to cover.. looking for any entrances in the surrounding building that might circumvent the barricaded entry point.

But Arcus is also keeping his eyes open for ambush sniper choke points, holding his shield high for mobile cover.

07:51, Today: Arcus rolled 25 using 1d20+5. Perception Roll.

Thunderbird dived back toward cover and headed to the group. "There is a group of badders with about two dozen slaves that have taken over the compound. They have the slaves digging up the area. Looks like they are trying to see if there is anything of value left. They got a machine gun, in the middle of the compound, covering the skies." he said
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Crinkles moves east with the group, looking for any sort of entry point.  he was anxious to engage the badders, he found himself a little miffed that the Soup Kitchen had been taken by the badders.

While Ophelia stays in hiding watching your backtrail, the rest of you circle clockwise around the plaza looking for a way in. All of the entrances to the north are barricaded, but the wide road initially used by the porkers in their assault is suspiciously free of obstruction.

Arcus notes stealthy defenders moving to man the barricades, and other badders skulking on the rooftops. You seem to have lost the element of surprise, but you get the feeling they knew you were there even before Thunderbird was spotted.

The road enters the plaza on squares K&L25. Assume you are somewhere around K32.

Bedlam sets the cart handles down and frowns at the gauntlet leading into the Soup Kitchen plaza.

~Keep a sharp eye. I do not want them prodding us from behind to enter their trap.~

Still facing the alley with the plaza beyond, the giant addresses their charge.

"Well, Wilbur. Looks like we might need to re-negotiate."

"Deal was to get you safely to the Soup Kitchen's bolt hole. Rooting out a Badder den is well beyond that agreement. Not that I'm opposed to the idea, he says, cracking his knuckles.

"But they'll know you're with us. And if we take'm out, they'll know you - the Restorationists - were involved."

"So," he says, finally turning to look back at the black-visored helmet. "Wanna gimme a little input before we make our decision?"

~three buggers coming up to the rear should I engage ~ thought ophelia to bedlam as she hugged the wall in the shadows as she watched them move closer.

"One moment" answers Wilbur, then stands motionless for around a minute. "Alright, we need those badders taken out, no survivors, but don't want a connection to us, so we're going to provide you with an equaliser. You need to lose any tails and hole up somewhere close, the gear can be delivered in a couple of hours. Do we still have a deal?"

Arcus offers, "I'm interested in helping in any effort that ends these slaver's operations... not much fond of whole sale killing... but there are other Badders out there so.. I'll be satisfied if they are stopped even if we overlook some due process of justice.  But if they surrender.. I'm not killing prisoners.. no mattah what!!  So we'd best decide on that right now. I'm not gonna let anyone kill a being that's trying ta surrender either.. or we're gonna have... issues!"

"Naow, tha said, I'm also not gonna offer surrender seeing as you want them all gone... but I'm not some wandering murderer of criminals. They got some rights as sentient beings as well.. to fair and equitable treatment - an if we kill everyone we find offensive... we're no betah!  Justice is mah goal here."

 Looking around the streets and buildings surrounding them she wonders if there was going to be a fight. "If they are taking your kitchen then why dont we either fight them for the place or talk to them?. I dont think i like the idea of slaves that i hear they have. So let us do something.

 If i had a guess,i might suspect once the pain begins for their warriors then they will call it a day and escape with what they have gathered...Well, unless they plan to open up the restaurant again. I dont know what Badder food would taste like but it sounds yucky."

Bedlam considers the Restorationist's answer; then Arcus begins his response.

"Deal!" the giant nods once at Wilbur while Arcus and Rose continue their discussions.
~Stand by, Ophelia. We want no survivors, so we are coming back to you.~
Bedlam grabs his cart. "C'mon, Crinkles, let's get these back around the corner where the guards can't see'm."

"Right," Bedlam gives Arcus a puzzled look.

"Um.. also right," Bedlam gives Rose an even more puzzled look.
"We're uh, heading this way," he points back toward where Ophelia is hiding and waiting to pounce on the stalking badders. "You two should join us."
Grinning broadly, but not waiting for what will undoubtedly be a long and confusing answer, the giant turns back the way they came. As he moves out of sight of the ambush alley he thinks further instructions.
~Thunderbird, we need to eliminate the tail. Ophelia has eyes on three. Make sure there are no others.~
Bedlam leaves his cart next to the remains of a somewhat intact wall.
OOC: Figure somewhere around D34
Pulling the heavy throwing disc from his belt, he continues north to intercept the trailing badders.
~Try to be quiet, now. It is our turn to surprise them.~
OOC:Bedlam Jones rolled 10 using 1d20+5. Stealth roll.

"Will do" Thunderbird said, pulling out his spear as he took off to circle around and take care of the tail.

OOC:
10:17, Today: Thunderbird rolled 11 using 1d20+1. stealth.

10:16, Today: Thunderbird rolled 16 using 1d20+11. Perception.

Arcus grimaces... it was clear the giant man had no interest in doing anything involving civilized discussion but rudeness was a common thing in the wastelands.

"Fine! Ya, don' want to talk or listen.. well stop trying to be civil and subtle then..."

Arcus takes a deep breath closing his eyes briefly and his hair ignites into flames.  When he opens his amber eyes again they are glowing with inner fires... and suddenly from his back manifest wings made of pure cosmic fire roiling and searing the concrete at his feet.  Arcus readies his shield and draws his bastard sword and looking up soars into the sky leaving a trail of flames in his wake he flies back along the path they just walked here searching for the badders his bastard sword catching fire and quickly enshrouded in flames eager to strike...

Full Move - Run 8 + 2 = total 10

13:37, Today: Arcus rolled 24 using 1d20+5. Perception  to find trailing Badders.
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OK, I guess no-one else bother with a stealth roll then :) Am going to set up a combat map and get things started, in-game post towards the end of the week.

In reply to The Shadow (msg # 156):

Acrus has abyssal stealth skills being the only 1st level character here... he's basically drawing fire... drawing any attention away from those sneaking up on the three badder trailing the party... his flight should not ruin anyone else's stealth.  But you really can't hide wings made of flames... while wearing golden hued armor.. so the idea of Arcus sneaking up on someone is kinda silly at least at his low level.  He was scouting out the Badder's locale... with the understanding if he was spotted... he could just fly away... he just didn't want to be in the air to be shot at by all the badders at once!
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Got it! Everyone else may still make a Stealth roll.

 Since they were going to fight she stealthed her self by leaning forward and releasing her maul if they needed to fight.

7:22, Today: Rose rolled 20 using 1d20+5. stealth

OOC: If Ophelia was waiting to let the badders pass and she was already in cover and made her last stealth roll does she need to make another one ? just checking :)

Crinkles ambles along with Bedlam he is excited but he tries to contain himself as best he can.

17:03, Today: Crinkles rolled 16 using 1d20+3. stealth.

Arcus draws a flaming line towards the trailing badders and Ophelia, while the others hunker down in the ruins of an ancient shopfront.

Round 1. Combat map updated. Init Order: Ophelia, Guarding badders, Rose, Wilbur, Thunderbird, Stalking badders, Bedlam, Arcus, ZE-5, Crinkles.

Ophelia, you are up! The rubble patch you are in is in fact a burned out van. You are currently hidden inside.

Rose and Thunderbird, as I know what Ophelia is doing you two may also post.

Thunderbird winged over after spotting the target on the roof top, grabbing his spear and attacking with it after landing on the roof.

OOC:Move to y24
Standard Hit AC 21 for 8 damage
23:21, Today: Thunderbird rolled 8 using 2d8+4. spear damage.

23:21, Today: Thunderbird rolled 21 using 1d20+7. spear on badder x24.

 With a careful quiet shuffle she will follow the team towards the old building that at one time was the cooks place and where she was born.

Rose, can you give me a grid point you are aiming for on the combat map? Also, you don't want to head back where you were born as it's inside the barricades.

 "Back to where she was born is a general statement of area, not the exact spot"

 ooc: move to W-18, along side the wall,trying to keep track of where everyone is running to.

Rose moves along the wall to the side of the barricade, making it hard for the rooftop badders to target her. Thunderbird flaps up to attack a startled guard, and deals him a nasty wound. "He's on the roof!" the badder bellows, and worryingly Thunderbird can see many more badders from up here, gathered in force in the compound, including two more at the other end of your roof.

You have stirred up an ants nest Thunderbird, better get off the roof! Also, now the base itself has been attacked the other badders on the barricade and rooftop will probably react instead of just watching. Take cover!

Meanwhile, the badders stalking you spot Arcus and move towards the burnt out car where Ophelia is hiding.

Ophelia, you get a surprise attack on the badder nearest you before they get to attack.

Bedlam grits his teeth, muttering something under his breath.
His thoughts come clearly enough to those nearby: ~The ones trailing us. Get the badders trailing us. Then we will deal with the wall.~
Gripping his lamp post, the giant breaks from cover, his long stride quickly closing the distance to Ophelia and the trio of badders.
OOC: Round 1
minor action: ready weapon
Double move action, no standard action. To T11.

Arcus swoops down like an avenging angel his fiery wings searing a path of destruction as he lays into the trailing Badders with his flame enshrouded bastard sword hewing into their ranks as he moves into a searing melee...!

Arcus Shifts through these Squares - U-09, T-09, S-10, R-11 {end}
He is in flight so technically the terrain difficulty of moving through those squares should not affect him.. but even if it did he has plenty of flight movement to move there.

As per his Alpha Mutation / Fire Wings -
In addition, once while this card is readied, you can shift 4 square s as a standard action and make a melee basic attack against each different creature you move adjacent to during the shift. Each attack deals 1d6 extra fire damage.

Arcus chooses NOT to attack Ophelia in his shift/movement.
Round 1:
Standard Action: Use Fire Wings - Alpha mutation

14:41, Today: Arcus rolled 21 using 1d20+7. Attack 1# [Badder T-08] with Fire Wings - Normal Attack {Bastard Sword +1d6'fire'}.

14:42, Today: Arcus rolled 10 using 1d20+7. Attack 2# [Badder R-10] with Fire Wings - Normal Attack {Bastard Sword +1d6'fire'}.

14:44, Today: Arcus rolled 18 using 1d20+7. Attack 3# [Badder S-11] with Fire Wings - Normal Attack {Bastard Sword +1d6'fire'}.

Damage -
Attack 1# - 14:49, Today: Arcus rolled 10,3 using 1d10+5,1d6{fire}. Bastard Sword.
Attack 3# - 14:50, Today: Arcus rolled 14,5 using 1d10+5,1d6{fire}. Bastard Sword

Both Badder R-10 and S-11 ended their movement in those squares.. so they BOTH take an additional 5 points fire damage from Arcus' “Fiery Aura”!

Totals -
Badder R-10 = 10{slash}, 8{fire}
Badder S-11 = 14{slash}, 10{fire}

His only words for them, "Burn you filthy Slavers! BURN!"
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From the shadows a graceful feline shape leapt at the nearest badders.

As she lands on him ophelia raked both claws across its body

OOC:16:22, Mon 25 Aug: Ophelia rolled 17 using 2d6+11. claw damage.
20:39, Sun 24 Aug: Ophelia rolled 20 using 1d20+8. second claw strike.
20:39, Sun 24 Aug: Ophelia rolled 11 using 1d20+8. first claw strike.
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Wilbur says something quietly to ZE-5, then turns to Crinkles. "Go on ahead, lead them away from the netbot" he whispers urgently from his hiding place in the collapsed storefront.

Crinkles, you're up!

Ophelia nearly guts the badder as it scurries past her hiding place. It reacts with a quick blow to her head with a very large cosh.

11HP Damage Ophelia.

The other two badders let rip at Arcus with slingshots. One of the stones connects with a crack.

6HP damage Arcus.

The Arcus flies at the badders like an avenging angle stabbing with his sword. The badder to the left is badly burned, while the one in combat with Ophelia is skewered.

Awesome mutation, pray for no Alpha flux!

Crinkles moves alone the road cautiously ending in a pile of debris. ZE-5 and Wilbur stay in cover.

Round 2. Combat map updated. Init Order: Ophelia, Guarding badders, Rose, Wilbur, Thunderbird, Stalking badders, Bedlam, Arcus, ZE-5, Crinkles.

Ophelia, you are up!

Ophelia felt her claws sink into flesh as she struct but moments later she was staggered by a last desperate attack from her heavily wounded target.

Taking a few steps back she was about to go in for the kill when the tip of a sword exited the creature's body. With graceful speed and with her head still ringing slightly from the blow she vaulted over both her target and the burning mess that was the second creature before landing lightly to attack the last standing badder.


OOC:
Move to 9t
12:45, Today: Ophelia rolled 14 using 1d20+8. claw strike 2.
12:45, Today: Ophelia rolled 14 using 1d20+8. claw strike 1.
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In reply to Ophelia (msg # 174):

ooc:  Ophelia.. you should avoid ending your movement..which ever Badder you attack in ANY square Adjacent to Arcus.  He is currently wreathed in flames and you would get burned.  Arcus cannot choose to selectively apply that damage unfortunately.

Ophelia climbs over the smashed car to claw at the badder, but it evades her slashes.

Ophelia, to clarify there are two stalking badders left alive.

Then the defending badder make their move. There are two potshots at Beldlam, and one at Ophelia, but all miss.

Meanwhile on the roof Thunderbird has cause to regret his bravado as two more badders rush to enter the fray. Now three badders surround the hawkoid, trying to cosh him into a life of slavery.

18HP damage Thunderbird, get out of there!

Rose & Thunderbird, you are up!

Thunderbird erupts into a burst of fire, engulfing the badders that are around him but they were quickly able to avoid getting harmed. Seeing that it did not have the effect that he wanted, he took off and rejoined the group below.

OOC:Not sure if I will be able to get the one below him. Not overcharging. Missed everyone, great! highest roll was a 12.
Standard: Body of Light (A; U; Dark, Fire, Zone)
Your flesh expands into burning light. Standard Action, Close Burst 3; Target: Each enemy in burst; Attack: Level + Constitution vs. Reflex.; Hit: 3d6 + Constitution modifier + your level fire damage.; Effect: The burst creates a zone that lasts until the end of your next turn or until you leave its space. Whenever an enemy ends its turn within the zone, it takes 10 fire damage.; Overcharge: When you use this power, you can roll a d20.; 10+: An enemy that ends its turn within the zone takes 20 fire damage instead of 10.; 9 or less: You target each ally in the burst instead of each enemy.
09:10, Today: Thunderbird rolled 6 using 1d20. Body of light vs ref. (one to the N)
Move Fly to S-23

 The sound of fighting erupts near her and she turns and runs towards the sound only to see a burst of fire somewhere, that does bother her alot,plants and fire rarely get along well.

 Standard: swing around her hvy xbow
 Movement: Run to hex W-23
 Look for a target.

The badders all duck to avoid Thunderbird's light explosion, and this allows the hawkoid to flap away into cover.

Thunderbird, normally you would have granted 3 attacks of opportunity for flying off, be careful!

The two remaining stalking badders make a stand and attack Ophelia and Arcus with their coshes, the riader fighting Arcus standing his ground even as he starts to burns, and getting a lucky hit to boot.

5HP damage Arcus.

Rose reverses direction and moves back along the wall.

Rose, you can perform a ranged attack on the badder at x24 at -4 on to hit..

Meanwhile everyone else can post

 Catching sight of a badder skulking along(X-23),she lifts the hvy crossbow and slowly pulls the trigger, the bolt flashes towards the target.

10:50, Today: Rose rolled 10,14 using d20+6,2d8+8. hvy crossbow atk,possible damage.

Arcus takes a deep breath and his eyes ignite with a renewed vigor... his flame scorching the very concrete at his feet...!

Minor Action:  Take Second Wind [+11 hit points]

Arcus hefts his STOP Sign Shield high to conceal the wind up of his Bastard sword behind him.  Then he swings bringing the Bastard Sword around and down on the badder with a deadly slash of heated metal...

"Fall!!!"

Standard Action:  Attack w/Bastard Sword {Hvy-1hd}
16:41, Today: Arcus rolled 13 using 1d20+7. Attack w/Bastard Sword {Hvy-1hd} - Badder {r,10}.

...unfortunately his attempt to hide an obvious attack was anticipated apparently only drawing fresh sparks from the concrete as the blade slams down only striking air!  But still if the Badder stays in melee, Arcus' aura of fire continues to sear the hapless Badder!

If Badder Stays put 5pts fire
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With a deafening crash Bedlam vaults up onto the burnt-out van from which Ophelia has launched her attack. Avoiding the inferno which is Arcus, the giant steps between the badders and swings his lamppost in a deadly arc, catching each at the knees and sweeping their legs out from under them.

OOC:
Move to t10 then s09
Brick bat attack vs r10 and t08
Bedlam Jones rolled 26 using 1d20+11. brick bat vs r10.
Bedlam Jones rolled 16 using 2d8+5. damage vs r10.
Bedlam Jones rolled 27 using 1d20+11. brick bat vs t08.
Bedlam Jones rolled 15 using 2d8+5. damage vs t08.
Targets are knocked prone.

Crinkles emits a grunt as he tries to hamper the nearby Porker and then tries to move for some sort of cover.


Will fire off a Gravitational Pulse at the Porker Boss in x12.

14:33, Today: Crinkles rolled 17 using 1d20+6. Grav. Pulse.
  vs. Fort Save

Hit: 1d10+4(Con)+4(twice lev bonus); Target is slowed until end of my next turn
14:39, Today: Crinkles rolled 14 using 1d10+8. Grav damage

And then scurry behind cover, moving to square t13.

Crinkles, apologies I should have jumped on this earlier. The porkers are long gone, you are now fighting badders. I just haven't got round to cleaning up the bottom half of the combat map, so anything below A is suspect. Actually at x12 is a barricade, I'll assume instead you aim for the badder on the roof at x14.

Crinkles gravity wave makes the badder's ears bleed, while Rose misses with her crossbow. Bedlam's brickbat kills one stalking badder outright and leaves the other on the ground to be burned by Arcus' aura. After all that is still alive, just.

Round 3. Combat map updated. Init Order: Ophelia, Guarding badders, Rose, Wilbur, Thunderbird, Stalking badders, Bedlam, Arcus, ZE-5, Crinkles.

Ophelia you are up.

Please note, if you move off the map to the north consider yourself safe. Of course if you don't want to prepare for the assault, you can just do the show right here :)

Also sorry have been letting things drag, will be picking up the pace from now on.

Ophelia dropped down of the rubble she was standing on directly to the side of the last badder. Crouching low she swiped her clawed hands towards it at stomach height.

OOC: drop down to square R9

19:10, Today: Ophelia rolled 9 using 1d20+8. Second attack.
19:10, Today: Ophelia rolled 19 using 1d20+8. First attack.


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In reply to Ophelia (msg # 185):

As the last of the Stalking Badders, Arcus quenches his aura of flames so as not to harm his allies, and stands ready for the next part of the assault.
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Ophelia disembowels the last of the stalking badders with a razor sharp claw.

More badders appear on the rooftops and barricades, most with slings but some with rifles. Bedlam and Rose are pelted with slingstones, but they ping of the giants' heavy armour. Another badder takes a potshot at Arcus, and also misses.

There is a flash of lightning around ZE-5, and his constituent parts drop lifeless to the ground. "OH MY GOD THE MULTIBOT IS HIT!" shouts Wilbur, popping up from the rubble. "Thunderbird, cover me while I pick the bits up!"

Round 3. Combat map updated. Init Order: Ophelia, Guarding badders, Rose, Wilbur, Thunderbird, Bedlam, Arcus, ZE-5, Crinkles.

Everyone except Ophelia is up!

Arcus will move to the nearest cover from the ranged attacks {not sure where that is} likely next to Ophelia in {R10}... and aim his own Gravity Pulse back at the foes.  But he will wait for direction from Bedlam before he shoots.

Speaking to both Bedlam and Ophelia, "What's the plan now?  Are we assaulting or withdrawing?"
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"Take cover and return fire!" Bedlam bellows as he leaps down from the rusted-out van. "Concentrate your attacks on one target!"

The giant takes position against a wall and focuses on one of the rooftop badders.
~]

OOC:
Bedlam Jones rolled 13 using 1d20+7. Mental Push vs badder at X08.
If that hits (vs. Will) the target takes 3 damage and executes a basic attack against the badder at X10.

Arcus nods accepting the directive from Bedlam and cuts loose with a Gravity pulse, a darkly purplish bolt of dark energy at the indicated Badder on the roof eaves...

16:52, Today: Arcus rolled 23 using 1d20+5. Gravity Pulse vs Fort at Badder {x10}.

The pules of darkish energy strike the Badder squarely... with a crushing impact of gravitic force.  The energies not fading on impact but lingering in a cloud of shifting purple and black mists... like the corona of a singularity's accretion disk.

16:55, Today: Arcus rolled 14 using 1d10+7. Gravitic Pulse Damage + Slow effect.

Crinkles pokes his head out once again and with a growl sends a gravitational pulse at the same badder he attacked just a moment ago.

21:29, Today: Crinkles rolled 15 using 1d20+6. Grav Pulse.
21:30, Today: Crinkles rolled 13 using 1d10+8. Damage?

Thunderbird saw an object out of the corner of his eye that had started from Wilbur and ended with ZE-5 exploding into pieces. "How dare you throw a grenade at ZEE!" Thunderbird said as he turned his full attention to Wilbur. "You will join him in whatever robot afterlife there is!" he said as he proceeded to attack Wilber with his man-portable laser, the laser proceeding to flash cook the flesh off of the representative.

OOC:Move:None,
Minor: grab laser,
Standard, flash cook Wilber Hit AC 23 for 23 damage.
15:07, Today: Thunderbird rolled 23 using 1d20+7. laser on Wilber.
15:07, Thu 25 Sept 2014: Thunderbird rolled 23 using 2d10+4 ((9,10))

 She moves next to cover in the same hex and looks for a target anywhere near by. Listening she tries to get a fix on where people are before she moves onward.

 She will take a shot at a target that looks decent to hit.

 No movement, staying low and looking for targets.

Rose fires her giant-sized crossbow at the badder above her, and the bolt half-skewers it but doesn't take him  down yet.

Crinkles zaps one of the rooftop badders once again with his gravity wave, and this time its head explodes in a spray of blood and brains.

Bedlam gets inside the head of another badder, who shoots the surprised guard to his right. The surprised expression lasts just until Arcus' gravity wave hits, then another head explodes.

Thunderbird turns his laser on Wilbur. His armour and synthskin and burned away to reveal a fragile-looking robotic core! Wilbur is evidently not what he seems. The Wilbur-robot ignores the hit and continues to pick up bits of ZE-5 and stuff them into his pack, at an inhumanly fast speed now his cover is blown...

Round 4. Combat map updated. Init Order: Ophelia, Guarding badders, Rose, Wilbur, Thunderbird, Bedlam, Arcus, ZE-5, Crinkles.

Ophelia is up!

Realising she was now a sitting duck now the close combat had finished rolled to the side and up against the pile of rubble in the middle of the square.

As she did so she reached round and pulled out her crossbow. now it was time to take a few badders out at range.

OOC: move to S8
13:11, Today: Ophelia rolled 12 using 1d20+6. acrobatics roll.

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The defending badder let loose a volley of slingshots and a few bullets. Only Crinkles is hit by an unlucky ricochet.

5HP damage Crinkles. Everyone except Ophelia is up.

Arcus continues the directive from Bedlam cutting loose with another Gravity pulse of darkly purplish energy at the next Badder on the roof eaves...

08:24, Today: Arcus rolled 16 using 1d20+5. Gravity Pulse vs Fort at Badder {x8}.

The pules of darkish energy strike the Badder squarely... with a crushing impact of gravitic force.  The energies not fading on impact but lingering in a cloud of shifting purple and black mists... like the corona of a singularity's accretion disk.

08:26, Today: Arcus rolled 11 using 1d10+7. Gravitic Pulse Damage + Slow effect.

Crinkles pokes his large head out to fire off a grav pulse shot at the target Bedlam indicated (x08).

23:40, Today: Crinkles rolled 25 using 1d20+6. Grav Pulse! vs fort.
23:40, Today: Crinkles rolled 14 using 1d8+8. Damage + slowed. 

Bedlam again brings his mind to focus on the same badder, forcing the hapless creature to attack one of her compatriots.

OOC: Round 4
Bedlam Jones rolled 16 using 1d20+7. Mental Push vs badder at X08.
Target (X08) takes 3 damage (psychic) and executes a standard attack against the badder at X15.

Thunderbird ran forward and stabbed at the metal creature that called itself "Wilbur" with his finger.


OOC:Not sure what Wilbur's Fort is but if it hits, 15 electricity damage and he is -2 to his defenses until the end of my next turn.
Electric Boogaloo At Will Melee 1, target one creature
+7 vs Fort 1d10+7 electricity damage and target takes -2 to all defenses until
EONT
11:13, Today: Thunderbird rolled 15 using 1d10+7. electric damage .
11:13, Today: Thunderbird rolled 14 using 1d20+7. Electric Boogaloo at Wilbur.

 She spotted the other robot damaging the silly robot of their group so that could not be allowed ...or at least she thinks it should not be allowed.

 Concentrating she used her plant like ability to lash out at wilber to possibly do damage and slow it down.

 11:25, Today: Rose rolled 9 using 1d6+8. possible damage.

11:25, Today: Rose rolled 24 using 1d20+8. crit?

11:25, Today: Rose rolled 28 using 1d20+8. lashing creepers vs wilbur

 Then she will draw her maul out to ready herself for combat.
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Rose's tendrils further wreck Wilbur, and hold him fast so his manic pickup up ZE-5 is severely slowed. But soon Wilbur will have it all!

Thunderbird electric charge is earthed without problem. Bedlam forces another badder to turn his sling on a comrade, denting it's skull, but the badder's guilt is short lived as Crinkles' and Arcus' combined gravity pulse explode another head.

Round 5. Combat map updated. Init Order: Ophelia, Guarding badders, Rose, Wilbur, Thunderbird, Bedlam, Arcus, ZE-5, Crinkles.

Ophelia, you are up!

Ophelia rolled out from behind the rubble and levelled her crossbow up at one of the badders on the roof and fired. before rolling back into cover


OOC: 13:46, Today: Ophelia rolled 25 using 1d20+6. crossbow shot
13:48, Fri 24 Oct 2014: Ophelia rolled 1 using 1d8 ((1)).


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Secure in his ruin, suddenly Crinkles spins round to see a dozen tough looking badders piling out from a trapdoor in the middle of the room...

Will need most of the weekend to update and expand the combat map to the north (and clean it up to the south) but will try and get a post up before the weekend. The fight is on!

The badders on the battlements continue to pelt you with slingstones to little effect. Only Crinkles takes a hit.

1HP Damage Crinkles.

Then a dozen badder slavemasters pile out of a hidden trapdoor. They are armed with whips and nets, stunners and shockrods, and look ready to enslave you all!

Only one has enough time to take a potshot at Crinkles with a stuner, but the bolt of energy misses by a good yard.

Remaining Init: Rose, Wilbur, Thunderbird, Bedlam, Arcus, ZE-5, Crinkles.

Only Crinkles can see the new arrivals and since he acts last in init order the rest of you won't know about them before you take your action.

The combat map is finally up to date and extended. Have also added a key. Please ask if anything isn't clear

Paging Rose, Crinkles, Thunderbird, Bedlam and Arcus :)

 Swing her maul at the slavemaster near her she does her best effort to do it like Bedlam.

02:04, Today: Rose rolled 26,19 using d20+10,2d8+8. Atk,possible damage

Arcus speaks up his voice crackling with power, "Bedlam, the building across the street, Crinkles and I have been sniping at with gravity pulses is cleared of Badder defenders. I believe a good defense is a better offense...! I could fly Ophelia and I up to secure that roof and get a better angle on the other Badder defenders on the other roofs!  If that is Ophelia if willing and all.  We should take the fight to them and secure our clearing of that roof before they can move forces in to retake it!"

Thunderbird continued to attack Wilbur for hurting ZE, a blot of energy erupted from him, striking Wilbur, but not very effectively.

OOC:
10:28, Today: Thunderbird rolled 17 using 1d20+7. Electric Boogaloo +7 vs fort at Wilbur.
10:28, Today: Thunderbird rolled 8 using 1d10+7. damage.

Crinkles swore loudly inside his own head, he hoped Bedlam heard him. Crinkles was not even sure if that was how Bedlam's powers worked.

His course of action is reckless, but he already had badders trying to pin him down. Caught in a crossfire was going to be tough.

He moved forward and yelled to anyone who could hear him, "Slavers, right on top of Crinkles!" His yell quickly changed pitch as he unleashed a sonic scream on 9 of the badders.

Moving to q13.

Sonic Screech (A; U; Bio, Sonic)
  You screech with the hunting call of a hawk, magnified 500 times by mutant cords in your throat. Standard Action, Close Blast 3; Target: Each enemy in blast; Attack: Level + Constitution vs. Reflex; Hit: 4d6 + Constitution modifier + twice your level sonic damage, and the target is deafened and weakened (save ends both).; Overcharge: When you use this power, you can roll a d20.; 10+: The attack deals 2d6 extra sonic damage, and you deal half damage on a miss.; 9 or less: You hit yourself with the attack.

 Rolls versus reflex:
 23:55, Today: Crinkles rolled 16,12,11,20,25,19,21,24,19 using 1d20+6,1d20+6,1d20+6,1d20+6,1d20+6,1d20+6,1d20+6,1d20+6,1d20+6 with rolls of 10,6,5,14,19,13,15,18,13. Sonic Screech Attack rolls

 Damage
 23:57, Today: Crinkles rolled 21 using 4d6+8 with rolls of 5,5,2,1. damage.
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"Go for it," the giant replies to Arcus' suggestion.

"I will continue to provide support from here," he says, shifting to another position in the ruined van where he has a better view of the wall.

Seeing two defenders on the next roof he focuses his will to bend theirs.

OOC: Round 5
Move to T09, trying to maintain cover
Bedlam Jones rolled 26 using 1d20+7. Mental Push vs badder at X15
Target (X15) takes 3 damage (psychic) and executes a standard attack against the badder at X17.

Arcus nods in reply to Bedlam and turns to shift [move to {r9}] next to Ophelia...

And gives her something of a sheepish, expression speaking shyly, "..uhm ...Miss Ophelia.. if your willing... I can fly us across the street to the roof top {y9} for better angle on the Badders on the roof next door {x15} & {x17}.  I promise..  won't burn ya... I have total control over mah flames!"
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Ophelia gave the young man a predatory smile" I like your thinking lad. Once we get clear the next roof we can go over there and set up a position to snipe on the slavers attacking Crinkles"

Arcus, relaxes a bit and nods in agreement...

Stepping close he places an arm at the small of Ophelia's back to let her place an arm around his neck while he crouches slightly to catch her behind her knees to pick her up in his arms.

Arcus is not a very muscular youth.. but he has a lean, solid and resilient frame that does not buckle under strain or burden.  His touch is soft and his hands do not stray untowardly~ he is the perfect gentleman in handling the young feline woman's form held in his arms!  He is very warm to the touch, and his hair smells of scented burning wood... similar to a soothing cigar smoke.

Arcus looks Ophelia in the eyes his pretty Amber gaze meeting her own cat-slitted emerald eyes, "Ready ma'am?"

He turns his gaze toward the rooftop across the street and fiery wings spread from his back as he takes flight in a sudden burst of powerful thrust~ wings beating at his back as the two of them soar into the air!

Armored and solid as the youth may be.. the slight tremble in his touch informs Ophelia's womanly intuition... Arcus, the young 'living star'-mutant is nervous and not use to being this close to young women.

Full Move: {fly}8 + 2 = total 10 squares.  Heading for square {y9}
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Arcus, make a Con roll (level plus con bonus) DC15, otherwise you can only manage a half move.

07:16, Today: Arcus rolled 15 using 1d20+3. Constitution roll.

Arcus, the building you want to land on is a shell, the walls are intact but all the interior floors and roof lie in a pile of rubble in the middle. It looks like the badder have built a crude platform along the wall for defensive measures.

I am assuming you don't want to descend to the rubble-strewn floor of the house and remain up on the walls, so instead of y9 you can land on x9. Ophelia, do you want to get off onto x8 or x10?

OOC: ophelia will drop off at x10
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Arcus will land upon the Badder platform at {x9} and will draw his shotgun from his crossback rifle sheath, letting his STOP Sign shield hang from its shoulder strap as he goes back to back with Ophelia looking for hostile targets.

He does take the time to look at the now headless Badders that he and Crinkles put down to see what ranged weapons they were armed with... especially if there is ammo remaining.

If they have weapons and ammo still on their corpses, he will comment to Ophelia, "Ophelia... collect the Badder ranged weapons and ammo... I'll cover you.  No point in spending our ammo if they have conveniently no use o' theirs anymore. Ah got a feeling this is gonna be a long fight.. best to have resources to go tha' distance~ if'n ya know wha' Ah mean?"

Arcus crouches trying to make the most of the platform cover from incoming return fire.
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Rose steps forward and clubs Wilbur to the ground, then Thunderbird fries the remains. "I'll be seeing you" it says calmly, eyes dimming.

Rose, since you can't see the slavers yet, plus you were in the middle of fighting Wilbur, I just assumed you moved in close and attacked him.

Bedlam's mental push causes yet another badder to turn on his fellow and score a glancing blow with his slingshot.

Crinkle's sonic attack severely rattles the slavers, and well as giving them all gushing nosebleeds. You were supposed to run away...

Round 6. Combat map updated. Init Order: Ophelia, badders, Rose, Thunderbird, Bedlam, Arcus, Crinkles.

Take a look at the updated combat map folks, and ask any questions in Meta. The site of the old Soup Kitchen is now enclosed with an electric fence. Four boss slavers inside keep the two dozen slaves digging in the rubble despite the attack (slaves not marked on the map... yet). The whole excavation is blocked from above by a huge dirty blue tarpaulin supported by numerous steel poles. There is a heavily modified armoured car parked in the middle of the compound.

Ophelia, you are up! Good luck all of you and remember to use your powers, tech and mutations carefully as this will be a hard battle!

Ophelia noticed the young lads embarrassment at having held her and it made her smile slightly."you take the guns honey" she said with a wild look in her eye " I've never been that good a shot anyway"

With that she flicked her fingers out straight and sharp claws extended from their tips "see you on the sunny side" she shouted spinning and racing across the roof

pushing off with powerful legs she sailed gracefully through the air landing in a crouch next to a started badder on the roof top opposite (square 14x) with two viscous swipes of her claws she attacked her prey.

OOC:

14:41, Today: Ophelia rolled 24 using 1d20+8. Second attack.
14:41, Today: Ophelia rolled 19 using 1d20+8. First attack.

43, Today: Ophelia rolled 19 using 2d6+11. Damage .



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Arcus could only grin lopsidedly as the lovely felinoid woman quipped with him and spun away to seek new foes leaping across to the next door roof.

Arcus had to force himself out of watching her graceful moves to focus on the tactics of the now revealed Badder slave-compound.  They were seriously outnumbered.. the worse thing they could do is split up or allow the foes to mass for a counterattack!

Arcus decided.. kicking the headless Badder at his feet to roll him over Arcus holstered his Shotgun back into its rifle holster across his back.  Reaching down to the now cooling Badder's body and undid a relatively nice black-buckskin leather gunbelt... with several leather pouches for ammo.  Arcus picked up the discarded heavy pistol to find to his surprise though it was a bit battered and scuffed up it was a rather nice 12mm ElectroMAGNUM Heavy Revolver!  The powercells loaded into the handgrip but the rounds were easily made from scrap metal if needed.  The gunbelt had nummerous powercells and and equal amount of 5 round speedloaders!  What a find!

Arcus holstered the powerful revolver and belted it around his waist.. strapping the low-slung gunslinger's holster to his left thigh.

{This will come in handy I'm sure.. but for now... I think Miss Ophelia's got the right idea... Swords don't run out of ammo!}

Mentally thinking to Bedlam.. hoping he could hear him...
{We got ourselves a size 10 pucker factor of trouble over heah, Bedlam Sir.  We've got over some 20 Badders & Slavers in this compound. all of them armed and a good number up on the roofs in sniping positions.  I'm going to try with Miss Ophelia to pick off some of the stragglers who are by themselves.  You might want to start picking up their dropped weapons if we are gonna fight this out were gonna run out of ammo.}

Arcus hefted his STOP shield and drew his U-Channel Bastard Sword... making ready to move to assist Ophelia so neither one of them was separated and possibly overwhelmed without back up...
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Ophelia pounces onto the next roof and lands, claws first, next to the badder disoriented by Bedlam's psychic attack. In a flood of arterial blood it sinks to the floor.

BTW Ophelia the roof you are on is intact so you do not need to stick to the edges.

Now it's the badder's turn. Half a dozen of the slavers surround Crinkles, and jab at him with the shock-sticks from all sides.

Crinkles, you are hit five times at take 24 damage.

The other slavemasters pile out of the front of the building, the wounded half heading towards Bedlam and the other three towards Rose.

Arcus is targeted by four badders packing slings or cheap handguns. He is hit twice.

22HP Damage Arcus.

One the badders on the roof moves to engage Ophelia with his club. It misses, but two others score glancing hits with slingshots.

14HP Damage Ophelia.

Four badders open fire on Rose, but the giant shrugs off the attacks.

As if things weren't bad enough, the remainder of the badders tracking you, four footsoldiers and a slavemaster, appear to the north!

Round 6. Combat map updated. Init Order: Ophelia, badders, Rose, Thunderbird, Bedlam, Arcus, Crinkles.

The rest of you are up!

Bedlam watches Ophelia and Arcus mount their assault on the barricade when he hears Crinkles' shriek of the unexpected danger.

As the badder slavemasters scramble around the wall toward him the giant grins sheepishly and with a shrug, vanishes from their sight.

His thoughts reach Ophelia, Arcus and Crinkles.

OOC: Round 6

 Hearing all the sniper shots being sent her way she wonders why they want to hurt her so much, so she instinctively !retreats! in her power of "Instant Grove" and takes a shot at the badder at the near alley close to her.(X23)

7:20, Today: Rose rolled 23,14 using d20+10,2d8+8. xbow at badder at alley
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In reply to Bedlam Jones (msg # 224):

Arcus nods to no one in particular thinking, {Understood Bedlam sir!}

Arcus' wings of fire spread wide searing the brick shell of the ruined building he is standing on as he launches into flight. Dropping his shield on its shoulder strap to free his right arm...

Arcus swoops by Ophelia from behind announcing, "Bedlam says to regroup with Crinkles he's in trouble!  Loose or finish off your 'dance partner'."

Then Arcus drops down the side of the building to get to the base without expending his own fiery flight movement... relying on gravity to move him and his Gravitic powers to let him settle gently to the ground...

However, just as Arcus touches one foot to the ground his wings beat and scorch the wall and street concrete below them as his wings~ in a powerful burst of fiery thrust send him flying the rest of his flight velocity across the street leaving a path of charred concrete in his wake!  Arcus flies head-long into the crowd of slavers stinging Crinkles with electric prods...

Arcus's wings flair into a 15' foot wide inferno of angry flames enshrouding the bastard sword hefted in both his hands as he plows into the slavers swinging his flaming steel blade in a deadly arc!  The fiery wings flaming feathers engulf the four slavers on the south-east flank encircling Crinkles as Arcus hacks at all four as he passes them!

Arcus yells at the Badders, "We STAND together! ALL for ONE! Fall you filthy peddlers of suffering! die! Die!! DIE!!!"

Actions -
Move Action: Fly 8 Squares total {'Fire Wings'}
- Fly from {x09} to {x13} [4 sq. fly used]
- Fall off building, for no damage {'Gravity by Choice' - No damage from falls}
- Continue fly through {w14} to {t14} [remaining 4 sq. fly used]
Standard Action: 'Fire Wings' 'shift 4 squares as a standard action and make a melee basic attack against each different creature you move adjacent to during the shift. Each attack deals 1d6 extra fire damage.'
- Shift from (t14} 'Arcus chooses not to attack Ophelia' to {s14}, {s15}, {r15} end shift in {q15}; Shift 'movement' does not provoke attacks of opportunity.
- 4 Attacks [ Slavers {r13}, {r14} 'from {s15}-flank w/Crinkles', {q14} 'from {q15}-flank w/Crinkles', and {p14} ]
Attack & Damage rolls -
22:41, Today: Arcus rolled 11 using 1d20+7. Attack Slaver {r13}.
22:44, Today: Arcus rolled 14 using 3d6+5. Damage Slaver {r13}.

22:41, Today: Arcus rolled 17 using 1d20+7. Attack Slaver {r14}.
+ Flank w/Crinkles {+2 to hit} - 19 Total!
22:44, Today: Arcus rolled 21 using 3d6+5. Damage Slaver {r14}.

22:42, Today: Arcus rolled 16 using 1d20+7. Attack Slaver {q14}.
+ Flank w/Crinkles {+2 to hit} - 18 Total!
22:45, Today: Arcus rolled 14 using 3d6+5. Damage Slaver {q14}.

22:43, Today: Arcus rolled 16 using 1d20+7. Attack Slaver {p14}.
22:45, Today: Arcus rolled 10 using 3d6+5. Damage Slaver {p14}.

Fiery Aura - Slavers {r14}, {q14} and {p14} have ended their turn in a square adjacent to Arcus automatically suffer +5pts additional fire damage.

- NOTE: Ophelia, and Crinkles all the squares adjacent to Arcus are on fire.. do not end your turn's movement in them or you will suffer fire damage.

{Modified by Shadow Ruling}
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Crinkles swings his arms uselessly at his attackers before righting himself and taking just a mere moment to exhale.   He draws his pike and with an unexplained grunt he thrusts the Pike forward. The pike quakes with energy as the slavers and he are in gulfed in the roil.


Second winding.

Also going to attack with the disruptor pike's special:
Disruptor Pike (O; C; Ishtar) This 5-foot-long weapon projects lethal vibrations that emanate at a distance. Weapon: 2-hand ranged; Power: Encounter Sonic; Standard Action, Area Burst 1 within 10; Target: Each creature in burst; Attack: Level + 6 vs. Fortitude; Hit: 3d8 + Constitution modifier + your level sonic damage, and the target is dazed (save ends).; Salvage 4: A 4th-level character can salvage the disruptor pike. It becomes a heavy 2-hand melee weapon: Str/Con; +2 accuracy; 2d12 sonic damage. Exhausted 1 in 4


Actually I forgot to include my level in the roll:
02:28, Today: Crinkles rolled 16,13,23,11,17,17,23,26 using 1d20+6,1d20+6,1d20+6,1d20+6,1d20+6,1d20+6,1d20+6,1d20+6. disruptor pike. So it is actually an 18, 15, 15, 25, 13, 19, 19, 25, & 26

I am centering this bad boy right on top of me to hit maximum slavers.


Damage
02:33, Today: Crinkles rolled 16 using 3d8+6. correct rolls for damage.

Thunderbird looked over the remains of Wilber to see if there was anything that could help with his wounds or another weapon since his was out of juice.

OOC:15:20, Today: Thunderbird rolled 17 using 1d20+11. Perception to look over Wilber.

Rose's bolt seriously hurts one of the rooftop badders, as sheet roots herself onto the floor, sending out creepers and tendrils in all directions to snare the badders.

2 squares around Rose is difficult terrain for enemies

Rose, x22 is a barricade. Behind it (y22) is a badder shooting through a small hole, but he is +8 AC due to cover. I had you shoot at one of the badders of the roof (x23). Also please keep in mind three boss slavers are rushing you from the west!

Thunderbird moves over to Wilbur's remains. His hawk eyes spot a red cross and grabs the medikit just as the robot body because to burn with a blindingly bright flame, turning to dust before you eyes. Inside the medikit are four hypos marked Accelera Dose. From the pictograms, they are for dealing with wounds.

Bedlam moves into position just in time to see Arcus fly down and badly burn two badders, who both let out a howl of psychic rage, which both inspires the other badders and infects anyone near with an obscure psychic dread. When Crinkles blasts most of the badders with a sonic explosion, three more badders let out their cry of rage. When the dust has settled one badder slaver is dead, one badly wounded, but three are close to full strength. Arcus and Crinkles are left lying on the floor, passively observing events.

The six badders were collectively healed by 25 HPs, but all but one have used their psychic power. Arcus and Crinkles both took 15HP psychic damage, (Crinkles also did 11HP to himself from the sonic blast). Both of you are on negative HPs, but no need for death rolls. You are both conscious, but the badders psychic assault has left you in a fugue state, unable to act in any way, only observe. Bedlam took 5HP psychic damage.

Round 7. Combat map updated. Init Order: Ophelia, badders, Rose, Thunderbird, Bedlam, Arcus, Crinkles.

Ophelia you are up.
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Ophelia rolled with the shot, though it hurt immensely she was up on her feet in moments, her adrenaline pushing her battered body forward.

With cat like grace she lunched herself into the air off the edge of the building and dropped into the courtyard below landing in a crouch (s14)  next to the slave-master ( r14) and attacked.

OOC: I assume I can move and attack. My pounce allows me to move 7 so I think I should be able to make it to the square I've indicated - let me know if I've fluffed it
08:02, Today: Ophelia rolled 21 using 1d20+8. first claw.
08:02, Today: Ophelia rolled 24 using 1d20+8. second claw.
08:02, Today: Ophelia rolled 17 using 2d6+11. damage.
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 Reloading her xbow she aims at the close badder.(X-23) and fires at him.

16:53, Today: Rose rolled 17,14 using d20+10,2d8+8. xbow atk possible damage

The badder slavemasters that engaged a disappearing Bedlam shrug their shoulders and jog east to join their companions, who are forcing their way through the entangling undergrowth towards Rose. One of them gets close enough to use his shock stick but fails to penetrate her amour. Four badders open fire from behind the giant, and one of the bullets gets past her defences.

7HP Damage Rose.

A badder on the roof lets fly a slingshot aimed at Ophelia. It clips her skull, sending the felionoid into a deep sleep.

9HP Damage Ophelia, that puts you on 0HP.

The five slavemasters inside, seeing no opposition, start to truss up the three unconscious party members, ready for their new career as a slave... unless someone intervenes!

Round 7. Combat map updated. Init Order: Ophelia, badders, Rose, Thunderbird, Bedlam, Arcus, Crinkles.

Everyone who is still up is up. Thunderbird, the Accelera Dose takes a minor action to use and cures 5d10HP.

 She locks her eyes on the badder who had crawled into her grove and she sent a mental command to the grove to strike back at the badder.

16:01, Today: Rose rolled 10 using 1d6+8.

16:00, Today: Rose rolled 19 using d20+7. Atk. Lashing creepers, vs reflex.
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Grabbing one of the hypos, Thunderbird popped the cap off and stuck himself in the leg with the needle. Feeling better, he took to the sky to join the others. Seeing three of them on the rooftop, Thunderbird swooped down and attacked the badder near Ophilia

OOC: minor action, use hypo
Standard use as charge moving to R 15 in order to attack the one in R14 with the spear.

16:47, Today: Thunderbird rolled 16 using 2d8+4. damage to R14.

16:46, Today: Thunderbird rolled 20 using 1d20+7. charge R14. 

Taking advantage of the slavers' preoccupation (and his own invisibility), Bedlam draws the strange, barbell-shaped, neural baton. He feels a surge of psychic energy as the long device settles into his large hand.

~Nice!~ he thinks. ~Let's see what this does.~

Still standing just inside the door, the giant swings the long baton at the nearest slave driver's back. He is rewarded with a satisfying pulse of light-absorbing psychic amplification as his target starts to quiver under the effects of a neural overload.

OOC: Round 7
Minor: ready Neural Baton (1-handed, 2 space reach)
Standard: Attack slave driver @ P13
Bedlam Jones rolled 23 using 1d20+10. Neural Baton vs Will of badder (P13).
Note: should be 25 - forgot to add in combat advantage for being invisible.
Bedlam Jones rolled 24 using 4d6+11. Corrected damage roll.
Target is also dazed.
Bedlam is now visible.

Sorry Thunderbird, just noticed you can't really charge that badder as you can't move in a straight line (if it isn't clear from the map they are all indoors inside a bombed out shop).

You can make a half move and attack or a full move to get into the action. I would personally move next to one of your downed comrades to get them back into the action. BTW, you are back on full HPs.

Also Rose, you have already used Instant Grove (it is an encounter power). However, since you used Instant grove last turn your reach has increased by two so you can make a normal melee attack. I'll let you keep the attack roll (it's a hit) so just re-roll damage (or wait and I will do it for you).

BTW for next combat, I would keep those powers until you are surrounded as they are both Close burst.
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OOC: I thought they were on the roof. Move me next to one of the downed allies. 

Bedlam appears and zaps the nearest badder with his neral baton. The badders eyes roll up and it falls to the ground, brains scrambled. The remaining four leave off tying up yor downed comrades and head for the giant, moving it to stab with their shock sticks. None of the attacks gets past Bedlam's defences.

Meanwhile Thunderbird flies in quietly behind the action, landing next to Arcus and Ophelia.

Outside, as Rose's tangling roots subside, the six badders move in to surround her. She is shocked several times and looks close to wilting.

36HP damage Rose, you are on 2HP!

Round 8. Combat map updated. Init Order: Ophelia, badders, Rose, Thunderbird, Bedlam, Arcus, Crinkles.

For those that will be revived by Thunderbird, remember you are still tied up and will need to escape. Make a Dex or Str roll DC20 each round to break/wriggle out of your bonds (DC15 for Ophelia) or someone can spend a round helping you.

Apologies for the Christmas slowdown folks!

 Staggered she has little choice but to drop her grove and use her mental attack power against the slavers attacking her.

02:37, Today: Rose rolled 10 damage using 1d6+7. telekinetic wave +7 vs fort, pushed 3 hexes.

Movement: if the slavers is shoved away then she will attempt to break away and run to v-11, if no run then v-17
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In reply to The Shadow (msg # 238):

Why would Arcus bother to try to escape the ropes.. he has a fiery aura?  He could just burn the ropes off of him? His fire wings are not made of anything ropes would restrain.. shouldn't he still be able to fly and hover way out of reach of the Badders... and STILL direct gravity pulses or fiery blasts at them... even while still 'technically' tied up?  I can see him not being able to use melee or handheld ranged weapons while tied up though.
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Flipping off the caps on the Accelera Dose, Thunder first sticks Ophelia and then Arcus, before stepping over next to Crinkles.

OOC:Minor, use dose on Ophelia,
Use Standard as minor to dose Arcus.
Move to R14.

Bedlam drops the discharged neural baton and hefts his lamppost in preparation for the badders' assault.

Their stun rods ping off the giant's heavy armor, and he grins broadly as he backs into the corner.

"I've heard it's dangerous to back a badder into corner," he smirks. "Who wants to come join me?"

Then, with a quick twist, the giant delivers a crunching blow to the badder trying to out flank him.

OOC: Round 8
Move: Slide to n10
Standard: Attack badder in o10
Bedlam Jones rolled 23 using 1d20+11. Hvy melee attack vs badder (o10).
Bedlam Jones rolled 21 using 2d8+9. Damage.

Rose's telekinetic wave sends three of the badder sliding back across the rubble, luckily putting her out of range of their psychic retaliation.

Thunderbird injects Ophelia and Arcus. Soon the nanobots in the Accelera Dose are doing their work.

Arcus is healed 24HP and Ophelia 25. This round you need to make a DC15 (Ophelia) or DC20 Arcus Str or Dex roll to escape. Also, Thunderbird can use a move action to free an adjacent comrade (presumably Crinkles after healing him).

Bedlam backs into a corner and lands a very nasty blow on one of the badders, almost putting it down.

The badders that were pushed away rush Rose, and again she is mobbed by six of the critters, but none of their shock sticks make an impression this round.

Rose I recommend taking Second Wind ASAP!

The badder attacking Bedlam crowd him back into his corner, totally ignoring the prisoner reviving going on behind them. Bedlam is zapped once with a shock stick.

7HP damage Bedlam.

The badders on the wall mostly hold their fire, as they don't want to hit their masters instead of Rose. However, one of them sees what Tunderbird is doing and sends a slingshot his way.

6HP Damage Thunderbird.

Round 9. Combat map updated. Init Order: Ophelia, badders, Rose, Thunderbird, Bedlam, Arcus, Crinkles.

 She was sure her team mates would soon be arriving to turn the fight on these slavers, she she took a deep breath to recover somewhat from the damage they had been doing to her bark.


 Taking second wind.
 Going into defensive mode.(full)

Arcus snaps awake seeing the strange device that is hampering his powers... he at first thinks to break it .. then wisely ponders it is something that should not exist... unless it was recently constructed!  It needs to be investigated THOROUGHLY!

So Arcus tries to nimbly slip his way out of the device, as physically, Arcus is only of an average strength anyways...

08:03, Today: Arcus rolled 17 using 1d20+1. Dex roll to escape.

But he is unsuccessful....

Stepping over to inject Crinkles with the last Accelera Dose, Thunderbird also helped release him from the restraints. "I think its time to get the hell out of here!" he said to the others

OOC:5' step (r14) so that I am in the middle of everyone.
Minor to inject Crinkles.
Standard to unbind him.

Ophelia tested her bonds and wiggled her wrists slightly finding them giving a bit

OOC:
14:29, Thu 01 Jan 2015: Ophelia rolled 18 using 1d20+3 ((15)).

In reply to Thunderbird (msg # 246):

Arcus still trying to slip his bonds with the Flux Inhibitors intact for retrieval and latter study... manages to comment~

"Ah have ta agree in yur sentiments.. Thunderbird... {grunt} discretion being the better party of valor.. {ufff} we are hopelessly outnumbered here!  Ah thought Wilbur said he was calling for some reinforcements ta assist us if'n we could get free o' these attackers... {grrr}? What kept you, Rose, ZE-5 an Wilbur from following us?"

"And.. thank-ya kindly fur tha rescue by the way!!"

The young ginger-haired mutant fighter grimaces ...almost slipping free of the bindings but not quite!

"Ah'm no machine-smith but Ah'd nevah heard o' devices like these stoppin' mah powers from workin'!  Try not ta damage them!  We need ta' find out who gave such tech to these slavers!  Theah, may be somethin' more goin' on we don' know about!  Badders aren't usually this well armed nor are they this tech-savy!  Whoever is supplying them is also a threat!"
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Bedlam continues to smirk, apparently unperturbed, as the badders close around him.

~Thunderbird, where are the others - Rose, Wilbur and Zee?~

As he brings his lamppost back to finish off the badly injured opponent the maul clips the wall and the resultant upward swing clumsily misses and strikes the ceiling.

OOC: Round 9
Bedlam Jones rolled 12 using 1d20+11. Hvy melee attack.
Possible fumble?

"Wilber turned Zee into scrap metal with a grenade and then tried to make off with the spare parts." Thunderbird said "Rose and I returned the favor to Wilber but we did it the old fashioned way, pounding him into rubble. The healing injectors were off of him. Rose is still on the ground." he added

Arcus is  stunned at Wilbur's actions and is left without words for a few moments.

"But that makes no sense?!?  Why would he do that, it was he who wanted to come here why attack Zee... unless... Unless that was what he was going to do all along!?! He brought us here under false intentions!"

Then is dawns on the young mutant...
"Wait a minute... didn't you visit the Restorationist Compound before coming here? Do you think the Restorationists set us up?  Why would they do that?  But... the Badders are well equipped.. the Restorationists do deal in recovering lost tech.  Perhaps they have some ...'deal' with the Badders for slave labor to recover lost Omega tech?"

Crinkles is revived by Thunderbird, and while the nanobots work the hawkoid unites him.

You are up for next round and on 21HPs Crinkles.

Half a dozen badders surround Rose and try to shock her, but in full defensive mode she proves very hard to hurt. Bedlam also fends off his four attackers. Even the badder taking a potshot at Thunderbird misses!

Round 10. Combat map updated. Init Order: Ophelia, badders, Rose, Thunderbird, Bedlam, Arcus, Crinkles.

Crinkles rises to his feet. "Time to go... where is everybody else?"

He blearily looks around for a way out and sees one of the ways blocked by slavers attacking Bedlam.

He stumbles to his feet and looks at Bedlam, he tries to focus his mind and sends a gravity pulse at the nearest slaver.

Move action to rise from prone.

17:28, Today: Crinkles rolled 25 using 1d20+6. gravity pulse.
17:28, Today: Crinkles rolled 11 using 1d10+8. damage.

Gravitational Pulse
At-will, Dark, Physical
Standard action, Range 10
Target: One creature
Atk Bns     Lvl    Abl(Con)
  + 6    =   2   +   4
   vs. Fort Save

Hit: 1d10+4(Con)+4(twice lev bonus); Target is slowed until end of my next turn

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"What?!?" Bedlam responds aloud to Thunderbird's revelation.

"We'll talk about this later," the grim-faced giant mutters as turns his attention back to the badders crowded around his waistline. He takes another swipe at the one with the worst injuries.

OOC: Round 10
Bedlam Jones rolled 28 using 1d20+11. Hvy melee attack.
Bedlam Jones rolled 17 using 2d8+9. Damage.

Arcus again struggled to slip free of the high-tech restraints without damaging them...

10:51, Today: Arcus rolled 22 using 1d20+3. Dex roll to escape.

With one last grunt Arcus slips his wrist free of the restraint and his powers immediately come active... which Arcus instantly extinguishes his fiery aura so as not to burn Thunderbird.

He scowls at the high-tech device holding onto it for latter consideration.  Not bothering to stand Arcus' fire wings flaring to life and he flies to {O15} down the open trapdoor taking cover as he shoots a bolt of fire at the slaver at {O11}.

Move Action: move to {O15} - taking cover
Standard Action: Fiery Flare at {O11}

11:01, Today: Arcus rolled 22 using 1d20+6. Fiery Flare Vs REF at Slaver {O11}.
11:02, Today: Arcus rolled 20 using 2d8+8. Fiery Flare Damage.

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OOC: 20:47, Today: Ophelia rolled 21 using 1d20+3. Dex roll.

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"Thunderbird we need to help  bedlam , rose will have to hold on till we deal with his attackers" with that she runs towards the pile of rubble ahead of her {L16} and drops to a kneeling position pulled up her crossbow and aimed at the back of the badder near bedlam {O11}


OOC: 19:07, Today: Ophelia rolled 2 using 1d8. Damage.
19:06, Today: Ophelia rolled 23 using 1d20+6. Crossbow attack.

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Thunderbird grabs his manportable laser and pats it like an old friend as he moves next to Ophilia. "Wish I had some more batteries for you but it looks like I will have to find some later." he said as the weapon came online and blasted at the badder that she had shot at.

OOC:Move to K16, target O11 with laser
Crit for 27 (24+3) damage, Use Electrokinetic Crit to give 10 temp hp to Bedlam
14:32, Today: Thunderbird rolled 27 using 1d20+7. MP lasrer at O11.
14:35, Today: Thunderbird rolled 3 using 1d10. Electrokinetic Crit damage.

Three of the badders slavers are killed in a swift burst of well-aimed blows and shots! The final badder makes a break for the entrance, but Crinkles has a chance to stop it.

Crinkles, make an attack of opportunity. No-one else post for now.

Crinkles instinctively swings his parking meter in a broad arc, the long forgotten change at the end jingles as it swings through the air...

17:19, Today: Crinkles rolled 22 using 1d20+8. two hnd melee atk of opportunity.
17:19, Today: Crinkles rolled 19 using 2d8+6. two hnd parking meter damage.

Thunderbird and Ophelia, you forgot that * squares cost 1 extra move to enter and exit so I adjusted your positions. And Thunderbird can't fly over inside. Also Ophelia, I moved you after the badders in Init order as you were tied up. And mainly as it makes things easier!

The last badder standing inside makes a break for the exit, but takes a mighty blow from Crinkles as he rushes past. His wave of psychic retaliation washes over you. The badder makes it outside and yells something unintelligible at his comrades.

Everyone but Rose takes 5HP Damage.

The six badders around Rose keep trying to shock the plant, but her defences are just too strong.

Round 11. Combat map updated. Init Order: Badders, Ophelia, Rose, Thunderbird, Bedlam, Arcus, Crinkles.

"Ugh... It is such a pain when they do that," Bedlam shakes his head to clear the psychic feedback and quickly surveys the fallen badders.

Stepping out from the corner, the giant scoops up the neural baton. ~Nice shooting, crew. Let's get Rose and regroup. The alley east of this building should give us an approach with less visibility from the barricades.~

Bedlam sheathes the baton as he sprints through the building to the alley.

OOC: Round 11
Standard and minor action: move to N11, pick up neural baton.
Move action: Run* to M18: N12, N13, N14, M15(2), L16, L17, M18
*Bedlam grants combat advantage until the start of his next turn.

Crinkles nods his head in agreement with Bedlam's suggestion and follows after him.

Use a Standard action for a move action, so with two move actions I will be moving 10 squares to L18: P14, O15, N15, M15 (dif terrain), L15 (dif terrain), L16, L17, L18.

Ophelia cocks her repeating crossbow and nods to following the others out of the gap in the wall.

OOC: move to i17 the other side of the street to give the team cover
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Arcus nods at Bedlam's commands to regroup and rally outside...

Spreading his wings of fire he leaps out of the trapdoor hole to fly out of the ruined shell of the building.  Hefting his STOP shield onto his arm from its hanging on its shoulder strap, his fiery wings in flight caring little of the building, walls or intervening terrain... beat majestically, searing scorch marks on the concrete floor walls and rubble as he leaves the building landing across the street at the back of the building at {i16}, next to Ophelia. The burning wings scorching the brick wall behind him, but shy away from Ophelia purposefully.

Arcus sheaths his bastard sword and draws newly acquired... 12mm ElectroMAGNUM, Revolver...

Move: Flight to {i16}
- As part of move action, sheath bastard sword

Standard Action: Draw pistol
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Waiting a bit to find out what the rest of the group was doing, Thunderbird nods in agreement and joins them in departing the area.

OOC: Delay to last
Double Move to I 21

The slavemasters around Rose try a new approach. They join their wills to send a huge psychic assault her way. The hopelessness of slavery, never ending despair washing over her in a toxic wave. The plant lady is stilled, her mind unable to process the horror.

Rose you took 51 psychic damage. You are on 0HP and like Arcus and Crinkles before you conscious but in a fugue state and unable to act.

Meanwhile the rest of the party exits via the back and starts to circle round. However, the badders from the north move to outflank you. One (g19) hunkers down behind a trashed kiosk and opens fire on Crinkles, missing. A slavemaster (h22) almost reaches Thunderbird.

The badder that ran out to shout a warning runs back inside to the trapdoor.

Round 12. Combat map updated. Init Order: Badders, Ophelia, Rose, Thunderbird, Bedlam, Arcus, Crinkles.

In reply to The Shadow (msg # 268):

Arcus leans to the 'his' right~facing south, and shoots at the Slaver running for the Trapdoor...

vRRReee~BaKOOM!

08:54, Today: Arcus rolled 13 using 1d20+7. Shoot - Hvy ‘Gun’-1hd Ranged “12mm ElectroMAGNUM, Revolver” at Slaver {o15}. 'probabaly missed'

But the round missed winging off the concrete ruble-strewn floor...
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"Bird man, let's get the slaver." Crinkles called before firing off a graviton pulse at the offending savage.

Crinkles then darted through the intersection and standing next to his compatriot took a swipe at his compatriot.(in square I22)

Firing my ranged attack from my starting square
21:30, Today: Crinkles rolled 23 using 1d20+6. Gravitational pulse on H22.

[EDIT]I should include the Grav Pulse if vs Fort Save.

Wasting a d8 max roll because I roll d10s... (see stupid dice roller because i am stupid)

21:31, Today: Crinkles rolled 10 using 1d10+8. crap wrong die, real damage.

Slaver is slowed until my next turn if that hit.

Moving L18->K19->J20->J21->I22

Then using my Yeti encounter action Big Claws
21:45, Today: Crinkles rolled 17 using 1d20+5. Big claws.

[Also EDIT] And the claw attack is vs AC.

21:45, Today: Crinkles rolled 12 using 1d10+7. Big claws damage?

Doubt that hits, but i never get to use that power...
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Ophelia gracefully swings round the corner of the building and raising here crossbow shoots at the badder down the alley way between the two buildings.

OOC: Ophelia moves to i19 and shoots at badder in G19

13:02, Today: Ophelia rolled 19 using 1d20+6. crossbow shot

13:03, Today: Ophelia rolled 7 using 1d8. damage.

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Stepping around the Slavemaster a bit, Thunderbird unleashed his laser at the foe, punching an iridescent hole in it

OOC: Move action to J22 (5' step? If I can keep moving, move me towards the exit)
Standard fire laser
19:25, Tue 03 Feb 2015: Thunderbird rolled 23 using 1d20+7 ((16)
19:28, Tue 03 Feb 2015: Thunderbird rolled 15 using 2d10+4 ((1,10)).

As he turns down the alley Bedlam re-establishes a telepathic connection with Rose, only to catch her anguished despair.

~Hang in there, sis. We're on our way.~

The distinctive pop of crossbows being fired behind him, however, pulls the giant around to see more badders approaching from behind. Unhooking the heavy manhole cover from his belt, he slings it at the larger badder confronting Thunderbird.

OOC: Round 12
Movement and minor action: switch weapons
Standard action: 2-hnd hvy ranged attack vs Badder Slave Driver at H22.
Bedlam Jones rolled 31 using 1d20+12. Hvy ranged attack vs H22.
Bedlam Jones rolled 18 using 2d8+10. Damage.

Crinkles and Bedlam reduce the slavemaster to a bloody wreck before Thunderbird's laser provides the coup-de-grace. However, the psychic backwash washes over the nearby combatents.

5HP Damage Thunderbird, Crinkles and Ophelia.

Ophelia wings one of the footsoldiers, which is enough. The morale of the badders that were tracking you fails and they all sprint away from the field of battle.

But what is happening to Rose..?

Round 13. Combat map updated. Init Order: Badders, Ophelia, Rose, Bedlam, Arcus, Crinkles, Thunderbird.

Seeing her bolt strike home ophelia reloaded and moved off at a run down the street to the last place they had seen Rose


OOC: move to P19

Arcus grimaces as the slaver vanished down the trap door unhindered... but knows Rose is in danger...

Move Action: 8 squares - Fire Wings {Alpha Mutation}

Spreading his wings of fire they scorch an interesting flaming feathered pattern on the concrete wall behind him as he lifts from the ground and flies past Bedlam and over Ophelia to {q19} his voice crackling with fire announcing...

"The Slaver in the burned out building made it to the trap door and got away... our 'rear' is not secure!"

Then Arcus shifts his fiery wings beating a whooshing fury of searing flames gliding to {u19}.

Standard Action: Shift 4 squares+attack - Fire Wings {Alpha Mutation}

Using the corner of the ruined building as cover...

If he can.. he will fire a Gravity Pulse at the Slaver in {w22} holding Rose...

08:42, Today: Arcus rolled 7 using 1d20+5. Gravity Pulse at Slaver {w21} vs Fort.

But AGAIN misses... the blast going well wide of the target...
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Crinkles rumbles along falling in stride with Ophelia. He is a bit cautious about marching out into the intersection above.

Double move to p18.

Thunderbird follows Crinkles as he headed to the intersection, taking to the air to provide cover. His laser is ready for action, but the batteries heading towards empty.

OOC:Fly to P22, landing to cover the exit area.

Bedlam's thoughts reach the crew. ~I will try to draw their attention. Target only one slave driver at a time, and stay back from their dying blast. If you cannot hit the target slave driver, pick the slings and rifles off the barricades.~

The giant's face becomes dark with rage and angry psychic energy. Bellowing incoherently he charges down the alley; the lamppost, raised high above his head, flails from side to side banging and rattling against the ancient brick and concrete walls. Careening around the corner he is clearly intent on overrunning his much smaller opponents.

OOC: Round 13
Minor - ready weapon
Move - to S18
Standard - move to V21
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As you round the building, you see the gang of slavemasters manhandling the passive Rose into their compound! Bedlam arrives just in time to disrupt the kidnapping, but even so they manage to pass her to the slaver standing atop the barricade.

Bedlam you get an opportunity attack on the badder in w21.

Two slavemasters move to engage Bedlam, jabbing at the giant with their shock sticks, but they are spooked and their lunges are half-hearted and ineffective. Meanwhile the badders on the rooftops provide covering fire. One badder (x15) targets Arcus, but the sling shot flies wide. The other four shoot at Bedlam, but are firing into melee and inaccurate. They all miss.

Round 14. Combat map updated. Init Order: Badders, Ophelia, Rose, Bedlam, Arcus, Crinkles, Thunderbird.

Thunderbird, you are on the roof so you have line of sight to the badders in x15, x21 and x23-25.

Bedlam does his best to disrupt the slavers, smacking the closest with a quick swipe.

"Poor business choice, scum! She's gonna cost you a lot more than she's worth," the giant growls.

OOC: Round 14
Attack of Opportunity vs w21
Bedlam Jones rolled 20 using 1d20+11. Hvy melee AoO vs w21.
Bedlam Jones rolled 20 using 2d8+9. Damage.

~They are taking her over the wall! We have to stop them!~ Bedlam's thoughts carry an edge of panic to the crew as he presses his attack on the slavers. The sound of crunching bones can be distinctly heard when the lamppost next finds its target.

OOC: Round 14 cont.
If w21 did not fall
  Standard: attack Slave Driver in w21.
If w21 did fall:
  Move: shift to w21
  Standard: (melee) attack one of the badders holding Rose.
Bedlam Jones rolled 18 using 1d20+11. Hvy melee attack.
Bedlam Jones rolled 24 using 2d8+9. Damage.

Ophelia bounds down the road between the two buildings skidding to a halt at the corner where she crouched and fired a bolt off at one of the gadders.

OOC: Ophelia moves to W19 and fires at the badder at W21.
07:39, Today: Ophelia rolled 26 using 1d20+6. crossbow shot.
07:39, Today: Ophelia rolled 14 using 1d8. damage +6
Max roll on both to hit and damage :)

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Arcus sees the slaver dragging the semi-unconscious Rose to through the barricade... and hears the mild panic in Bedlam's mental message as the Giant tries to desperately to save his friend...

The odds are against us.. and none of the others are in any real position to help.. and he himself is gravely wounded.. He sighs... 'No guts, No Glory...'

Arcus takes flight his fiery wings scorching the brick wall beside him...

Yelling, "You Slavers just don't get it?  RANGERS ARE FOREVER!  Whenever we hear duty call... then you'll see our shooting Stars!!"

The young mutant, 'professed' Ranger... flies over the barricades out of reach of the defenders~ INTO the complex {Up 2 square in the air '15ft', over v20, w21, x21, over y21}!

Arcus allows gravity to drop him to the ground {Gravity by Choice-taking no damage from the fall, landing in y21}, while drawing his bastard sword and hefting his STOP sign shield on his other arm... his wings flaring to fill the area around him with his fiery aura of flames and flash up the length of his sharpened steel weapon...

"RANGERS NEVER give up, NEVER Surrender, and NEVER leave an ally in the hands of the Enemy!!!"

He glares in a fury of fiery death at the Badder {x21} on the barricade next to him... "You don't explode when you die.. but you will burn!!!"

Arcus slashes with his fiery Bastard Sword at the Badder {x21} and glides down the wall searing flaming feather patters on the wall behind him... to the Badder at the corner at {D21} to slash him also with his flaming weapon. {Fire Wings- shift 4 squares to {C21} as standard action making melee attacks against all adjacent foes}.

Move Action: Fly 6 squares {2 for altitude}
Standard Action: Attack w/Fire Wings vs AC
- 04:30, Today: Arcus rolled 25 using 1d20+8. Attack with Flaming Bastard Sword at Badder {x21}.
Bastard Sword Damage:04:36, Today: Arcus rolled 11 using 1d10+5.
Fire Wing Damage: 04:38, Today: Arcus rolled 1 using 1d6.
= Total 12 Damage
- 04:31, Today: Arcus rolled 16 using 1d20+8. Attack with Flaming Bastard Sword at Badder {D21}}.
Bastard Sword Damage:04:39, Today: Arcus rolled 6 using 1d10+5.
Fire Wing Damage:04:41, Today: Arcus rolled 6 using 1d6.
Fire Aura Damage: +5 fire damage
= Total 17 Damage

From his position between the two buildings Arcus has cut off the Slaver's escape route with Rose...even if he should escape Bedlam's wrath!  Pointing his sword at the Slaver carrying Rose trying to escape ... now toward him; but keeping a watchful eye on his burning badder foe beside him; Arcus yells, "LET. HER. GO. NOW. There is NO ESCAPE!!!"
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Crinkles moves down the alley and into the cross section of the street (v20). He wordlessly send a gravitational pulse at the slaver carrying Rose(x22).


Gravitational Pulse
At-will, Dark, Physical
Standard action, Range 10
Target: One creature
Atk Bns     Lvl    Abl(Con)
  + 6    =   2   +   4
   vs. Fort Save

Hit: 1d10+4(Con)+4(twice lev bonus); Target is slowed until end of my next turn

16:17, Today: Crinkles rolled 16 using 1d20+6. Grav Pulse.
16:17, Today: Crinkles rolled 18 using 1d10+8. damage?