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  1. (Arise, dead thread) The flash drive was easy enough to install, it was a matter of what did I want to play it on? I'm a simple man in some ways, there was a screen in Hussar's own room and since we were here, I set it up. I thought about making a joke about getting the popcorn, but Hussar's focus on the screen made me realize that my humor would not be considered fitting or appropriate. Not that I'm normally knocking my team mates dead in the aisles with my pithy banter. I can hold my own, but that's self defense in the world of super-teams. Some superhero groups are rumored to have borderline hazing like some Frat stereotype. If that's the case, I don't even want to think of the supervillain teams. Now come corporate owned and government teams have to abide by some very strict rules of behavior regarding interaction; rumors there indicate it can get tight and uncomfortable. The New Samaritans? I'd like to think we're in a healthy center ground. But even here, I had to find my niche in the group, and get with the program, make friends where I could, without losing my individuality while doing it. In the first month or so I felt like I put my foot in my mouth so often I had athlete's tongue. After awhile, they felt out my boundaries, I theirs and the rest, as they say is history. Being Co-Captain had hurled me back a bit. It wasn't just new people, it was a new position with folks I did not know. And Hussar and I were not getting along. I won't lie, a part of me had been tempted to tell him have a nice life, inform Lady Obsidian he just wasn't a team player, and let it go. But I don't like failing. I know, no one does, but pride, that selfish barbed sin that grooves into you and somehow you treasure it anyway, was telling me that I could do better than just waving goodbye to any rookie who annoyed me. It reflected on me, and how Lady Obsidian would look on me. Like I said, selfish pride. The more noble reason, and just behind it, was that the world needed superheroes. It needed people with power to try to do the right thing and make a positive difference. If Hussar could shape up, and (literally) fly right, he could help save lives not just in the case of supervillain attack but natural disasters, rescue of those lost on hiking trails, and a dozen other ways that I knew. So, pride be damned, I owed it to the hero he could be to get to know the man, jerk or not, that he was. I'd been handed something that definitely registered with him. So, I quelled the humor and tried to turn on the attention and maybe even rev up the old empathy a bit. I was a rookie too, once- A nobler, more earnest and dare I say? more lovable rookie, but that's neither here nor there. "You got this set up yet or not? It's a flash drive, not rocket science," Hussar groused. Okay, definitely more lovable. Then again, the only reason he was hanging around instead of leaving was that I had pushed for him to watch this one more time so I guess impatience is forgivable. "Starting it up," I said giving it a dramatic pause "now." The footage that unfolded was not smooth and continuous, it was three scenes back to back but quality and style varied. I watched as a group of four black men in costumes gathered about a table. Their costumes, varied, but had two things in common, The outfits leaned towards the period, a bit more fringe for some, bold colors; less super fabric back then. Each had a stylized word, not large, on their shoulder costume, be it as a belt buckle, shoulder patch, the name Luke was on it, and a date or something? Given the grain and angle of the footage I was lucky to get that. Hussar piped up "Notice that none of them have a full face mask? Heck some of them bared their arms. They wanted folks to notice they were black or was the term African American then? I don't know." I had indeed noticed that and didn't mention that the guy with the rather bold afro over his mask was also a clue. Then they began talking. "So we just hover around city hall?" One with a sunburst symbol on his chest asked, "Surely more than that's needed?" "And we get ready to protect the protesters. No attacking the cops, but if they break out the hose, we bust the hose. If they send out the dogs again, we incapacitate the dogs..." A taller man started to elaborate, his costume's chest had a symbol that looked like a black shield design. "And when the cops start beating on little girls and old women? " The third, no chest logo on his dark costume but bronze zig zag patterns on its upper arms and legs, bristled with ire, "Brothers you know we're all good Christians here, but I have a problem with this." "Then we take the hits" The fourth man in a purple cape says "We don't give the hits. Much as they deserve it. You all know damn well as soon as one super involves himself, blame, we're labeled villains. And it's not us who pays the price for that" "I hear you," the third man answered with a sour look, "See you at the march" I knew these guys, or more accurately I knew of them. Super history was a hobby of mine long before I went in a college and that tip of your tongue feeling where you're sure you should have the answers you're searching for was jangling in my brain pan like you wouldn't believe. Fortunately, I didn't need to come up with it myself as the scene flicked to its second part. Cigarette smoke rose in spirals around a different table, better light with folders spread on out it. The images were clearer. Men in ill fitting suits, many of them with guns under jackets, the whole thing screamed government agents circa old school, "Footage of this meeting gives us nothing on the Widow's Sons. How are we going to keep these super-@##$ off the street?" The word the guy was used wasn't the worst racial slur you could use, but he said it so casually, with such practiced ease, that yes, it caught me off guard. I suppose it shouldn't have, given the time period. "Their presence is going to embolden the non powered activists," Said another, and I realized that every guy around this table was of the Caucasian persuasion, "So yeah, we kind of need to." "We could escalate, provoke a violent reaction?" Another said after putting his coffee down, "We saw on the footage, at least one of them might not be hard to press." "Too big a risk, sure we could spin it as a peaceful protest being total bull and this proves it, but a violent protest if the ones without powers join leads to it's own complications in the short term," a cigarette was snuffed, I wondered if it was meant to be symbolic as the guy stated at the same time, "We need to bust them first, and make sure they're caught dead to rights." There was an emphasis on the word evidence that I did not like. In fact I didn't like any of these guys. I'm not a detective like Tornado, but I could read between the lines well enough. They were talking set up. "Please, like anyone is going to believe that it wasn't planted?" said the scrawniest man of the bunch confirmed my suspicions, "or whatever?" "Relax," The guy who was taking lead dog position said, "We got an angel in our corner." And I groaned "Oh sweet mother of mercy you've got to be kidding me. That son of a -" "Oh wait, wait, you'll miss the star of our show, the gallant Angelman himself," Hussar said cutting me off, and it was wise that he did because the final section played. This was the blurriest of all, staticky at points, images of a street scene, a winged figure who could be no other but Angel Man, beseeching and imploring someone "A hostage situation with..." The sound was lost for a moment as the same four black supers from before came out, some more reluctantly than others and followed him. Once they were gone, a group of non descript men moved with uniform precision, slipping into the building they had left. For just one moment, I saw the satchel one was carrying open up. Within it, a brief glimpse of something I thought I recognized, mostly from old war and espionage movies. "They set them up," The history coming back to me now, "This is how the Widow's Sons ended up charged with a plot to blow up a police station, Angelman worked with those agents to plant the evidence." "That's not all he did, but you won't find it on this tape," Hussar snorted but still, he looked impressed, "You actually researched this?" "It was mentioned in Lady Obsidian's memoirs as a major influence on her life," And it was sinking in, hard, on why Hussar was of interest to her when others in the group were Partials now getting their boost "In the investigation, one superhero came forth claiming he had heard the Sons plotting it. The superhero was never identified, because he never had to bear witness. The trial was one of those guilty until proven innocent farces, but most of the country didn't realize that until years later. Years where four innocent men rotted in jail." I didn't mention that I also knew how that protest the Widow's Sons were going to attend went down without superheroes. With their heroes accused, the protesters found the sympathy they might have gotten great reduced. Some backed out, the diehard went out. Water hoses, dogs, and night clubs used heavily, two people died; had the Widow's Sons been there? The Sons would have been a living barrier to all that. Two lives saved. "But he would have," Hussar cursed and snapped, anger in very brief burst of body language, "That hypocritical ass would have put his hand on a bible, sworn to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, and then repeated the lies they wanted him to say. Angelman was a racist, and not even an honest one. So you see why I won't be taking that name, it's not because it's a cheesy ass name, which it is. It's because I hate the guy, and clone or not, I don't want to be anything like him." Hussar looked like he wanted to drop kick the screen we had just watched through the wall. Then again, I thought as I looked down at my own hands which had tightened to fists, he wasn't the only that had angered. This so much wasn't about me, it was about four superheroes betrayed and wrongfully imprisoned for years. It was about a clone being told to be a hero like his genetic donor, but who knew the evil that donor had done. It was about a young black girl, a genius, who I suspect was related to one of those four innocent men, stepping up to take on a mantle of justice in an unjust moment in history. It was in no way about me. So how come I felt utterly betrayed? Cheesy as he was, I had thought Angel Man was a good man. He and I claimed the same faith, and while I suspected superheroes would always have our share of folks turning to a religion for clarity and spiritual assurance, he was one who was open about it. Heck, the guy was a role model for the longest time to many of the most devout heroes. And it turned out he didn't just have feet of clay, he had deliberately chosen evil while lecturing others on virtue. I took a breath, and shoved that selfish child like anger away and remembered, The Widow's Sons also had faith. After all, they had taken their name from the Parable of the Unjust Judge and the Widow. I looked over at Hussar, "You were right." His head turned, "About?" "You're ten times the person Angel Man was," I told Hussar, "But that's a much lower bar than I thought it was. Stick around, work with us, we'll work with you." Hussar was in a grown body, and despite assurances that he was mentally mature as well, it didn't change the fact he had a monkey on his back, a winged monkey at that, in the form of resentment that he had been cast in the image of a fallen angel. "Why?" Hussar's eyes look at my face as if he were trying to get some clue into my thoughts from my expression, which I hoped was one of sincere confidence. "So the world will know you're not just the better person, but the better superhero," I smiled a bit, "Wouldn't you like to overshadow Angel Man so much folks go.. 'Angel Man who?'" I held out my hand. His anger slipped as a smile escaped onto his lips at that, "Okay, that's …. petty, I'm tempted mind you, but it's petty. Got a non petty reason? And don't tell me you believe in me, we both know you've still got doubts." Ouch. He was right, here I was with my hand out when I still wasn't sure. I looked down at my still outstretched hand, then looked Hussar straight in the eye, "Do it for the other guy. Do it for Mister Dirkly, you heard him on the TV: HE believes in you. He knows how you screwed up, and he still believes. I think that is worth a try. People like him putting their trust in people like us." Hussar broke eye contact with me, a mix of emotions I didn't need to be an empath to guess at. Shame, introspection, rallying, and then finally resolve, "Fine, for Mister Dirkly." And Hussar took my hand, we shook. Then, of course, he had to ruin the moment "I still don't like you." "That's okay," I told him, just as prone to excessive honesty in times like these, "I still think you're a jackass, but now I know more of your reasons." The hand clasp broke and I patted him on the back to motion him to return to the group. "Yeah?" He said as we walked down the hall, "What's YOUR Excuse?" "You've heard of luck? You're pushing it" I told him, but I smiled a bit to ease up the warning rather than answer something like 'a teaching job', "Come on," I told him, "The others are worried about you- believe it or not." He snorted but more tension drained out of him as we made our way back to the others.
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  2. It is somewhat disappointing to see what was an entertaining series turned into just a prologue for the next cinematic event. I guess that means they ARE getting better at emulating the source material.
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  3. Here it is. The story was listed under regional California news. https://www.foxnews.com/us/california-charged-blow-democratic
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  4. So I'm finishing up implementing APG Shrinking in HD. There's a bug left in displaying the DCV adjustment but the rest looks to be working. So APG shrinking is 3 points per level, and 2 levels gives 1/2 height and therefore 1/8 mass. That part was easy enough to do. Still did a double take as I was thrashing out the adjusted height and weight...because 1 level of shrinking means: 71 inches (5'11", pretty average) --> 51 inches. OK, no problem. Square root of 1/2 is .7071, yep. 200 pounds --> 69 pounds (!!) Yep. .7 * .7 * .7 is .343. I knew that, I'd gone through all that in my head. Just seeing it was like...oh. Really. Wow. Yeah it is that dramatic. It actually makes for a somewhat rude combo for someone considering DI. The mass shift of 2 levels of DI is basically negated by this 'half-level' of Shrinking...200 pounds base mass, * 4 for the DI, basically divided by 3 for the Shrinking...so right around 270. That's nothing unusual. And the character's just...call it compact, rather than doll-sized. Anyway...nothing novel, just caught me.
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  5. I'm a HUGE fan of "Forged In Fire" when it comes to historical weaponry
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  6. The Internet Archive has a ton of old radio shows available for free: https://archive.org/details/oldtimeradio The Adventures of Sam Spade: https://archive.org/details/OTRR_Sam_Spade_Singles Orson Welles - The Shadow: https://archive.org/details/RkoOrsonWelles-TheShadow-RadioRecodings
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  7. And note that you can toss on limitations like 1/2 DCV and Full Phase (to activate). This shaves off a great deal of points, altho it might be tougher to include in a multipower that's reasonable. Even a 1/4 limitation on a 100 point power takes 20 off.
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  8. HeroGM

    Pulp Decoder Card

    Was given permission by Steve Long on Facebook to post this. It's not fancy. It should fit pretty well on a 3x5 card or at least some card stock. Mainly did this so I could put mine up somewhere safe and not loose it.
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  9. I've paid my dues Time after time I've done my sentence But committed no crime And bad mistakes I've made a few I've had my share of sand Kicked in my face But I've come through And we mean to go on and on and on and on We are the champions, my friends And we'll keep on fighting till the end We are the champions We are the champions No time for losers 'Cause we are the champions of the World I've taken my bows And my curtain calls You brought me fame and fortune And everything that goes with it I thank you all But it's been no bed of roses No pleasure cruise I consider it a challenge before The human race And I ain't gonna lose And we mean to go on and on and on and on We are the champions, my friends And we'll keep on fighting till the end We are the champions We are the champions No time for losers 'Cause we are the champions of the World We are the champions, my friends And we'll keep on fighting till the end We are the champions We are the champions No time for losers 'Cause we are the champions of the World
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  10. [Instrumental] Tequila! [Instrumental] Tequila!
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  11. The All Black Fred Clark was a rugby player and was in the New Zealand Rugby team the All Blacks. During a warm up match before a series against Australia supervillains attacked the game. One of them to prove a point blasted a member of the team. That happened to be Fred. As the villain was pontificating, Fred got back to his feet. So he was hit again but this time he did not fall over. The villain fired again and again and then Fred flew at him and took him down. The villains were also attacked by the police and the other rugby players. This was the end of Fred's career as a rugby player but after medical tests, Fred was invited to join Southern Cross. The rugby federation felt that Fred embodied what the New Zealand rugby was all about so he was allowed to be called The All Black. He is one of the few heroes who is publicly known. He is a flying brick who can absorb a lot of energy damage. New Team: Righteous Teens This is a well known hero team for teenagers which acts as a feeder into other teams. Because of the limited lifespan of a teenager (13-19) members come and go and they have a variety of different powers. The one thing that separates the team from others is the commitment to virtue. A member of the group can be religious but not necessarily so. Abstention from alcohol and drugs is a given. But also refraining from poor behaviour and political rhetoric. Minimum of 5 members but can come from 1966 to date. This is one of the teams that Ren the Space Weasel keeps coming up against. Note that he may have been thwarted by the team but never caught.
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  12. Increases over Time: This (-1/2) Limitation makes a Constant power start slowly and build up to its full effect. The power starts at 10 AP/2d6 and increases by the same amount per Segment. For a Constant Area of Effect attack, this Limitation can be applied so that the AOE increases by 2m per segment. Both versions may apply to the same power. Decreases over Time: This (-1/4) Limitation makes a Constant power slowly lose its effectiveness. The power decreases by 10 AP/2d6 per Segment. For a Constant Area of Effect attack, this Limitation can be applied so that the AOE decreases by 2m per Segment. Both versions may apply to the same power. Chris.
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  13. Yes, we are well aware of that. The rules don't include it, therefore in RAW it is not. However, what we do not know is whether it would be, when subjected to the kinds of alterations being discussed in the APG that you want to adapt. First big change: Regen's unit is characteristic points, not character points. This is fine because there's only 1 characteristic in question. If you change from BODY to something else, the logical underpinning behind the cost of Regen changes. Should Regen CON have the same cost as Regen OCV? Before you even start with the defensive ability aspect, there is the major difference in the CP to characteristic point conversion. The one area where we veered from the main point is considering the implications, and spotting a horrific, abusive one. I haven't checked the math, but it's probably largely correct. The individual time steps might not be, but heck, that's fine. As a unique, isolated power, I'd rather the steps were uniform. That wasn't the explicit construction per se but it captured the point. And *in this model* the assignment of 1 characteristic point for the standard effect clearly suggested that the halving rule on defensive powers made sense. We started looking at the potential abuse of applying it to END...and careful analysis, not a brief sound bite level of analysis, said it's a problem when Regen is allowed to move up to per phase. And moving to a basis of constant/persistent Healing immediately shifts the discussion from character points, on which Regen is based, to character points. We may have veered, here and there...but it was necessary because BODY (and STUN) changes in ways NO OTHER characteristic does. As does END, in its way. And these must be considered. Your assertion that "restore" was separate from "raise" also sent things off course.
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  14. And so we come full circle. Emphasis added below So the rules do not, anywhere, say whether Regeneration is an adjustment power, or is like an adjustment power in interacting with defensive powers, or even is just a variant of Healing which would be halved when applied to defensive powers. Making that determination is in the province of the GM choosing to use the option of applying Regeneration more broadly, to reduced characteristics other than BOD. You asked for commentary on how we might do this. Some posters have suggested it could incorporate a halving of effect when applied to defensive abilities, which would imply it is already halved in its "recover BOD" form, since BOD is defensive. Are you now saying that there actually are real details that specify that regeneration would not be treated as an adjustment power if expanded beyond its sole purpose of recovering BOD in the core rules of the game? Or are we still discussing a quick comment that one might add the option of regenerating other abilities than BOD, leaving each GM the task of assessing how this would be implemented, should they choose to do so? I built Regeneration per Phase above and it came out to 18 points. It's 16 for one per turn, by the book. If we reduced the Reduced Re-Use and added Extra Time, what would happen? 1d6 Healing, BOD, 0 END (+1/2), Constant (+1/2), Persistent (+1/4) is 22 AP. Self Only (-1), Extra Time 1 Day (-4) makes it 4 points, the same price as Regen. 1d6 Healing, BOD, 0 END (+1/2), Constant (+1/2), Persistent (+1/4), Re-use per turn (+1 1/2) is 37 AP. Self Only (-1), Extra Time 1 Turn (-1 1/4) would only be 11 points, rather than the 16 by the books, though. But the range of 4 points for 1/day to 18 points for 1/phase is right. The more I look at this, the more I am inclined to just build it as Persistent Healing, which (by the rules) IS Regeneration as you can't have Persistent healing, and must buy Regeneration (or, to the discussion above, REC) instead.
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  15. Giant floating head appears over Tokyo and terrifies everyone in Junji Ito story come to life
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  16. Very nice! I have seen several gaming websites give very positive reviews, and that makes me happy, maybe more will hear about it. Interestingly enough, going around the internet, Hero has a really good reputation still and is admired as a game company
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  17. Cancer

    In other news...

    Hubble Space Telescope is operational again ... fifteen years after its design lifetime. I have said before ... that when our descendants look back on this era, they may judge that our truly superheroic creations have been things we sent to space.
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  18. maybe we should follow the Multipower model more closely. i.e. there IS NO base character, just a pool and slots for each form. therefore, to add XP to a form, you have to spend it on the base first, then spend 1/5 more on the form slot.
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  19. That has been a persistent theme in the genre, or at least, an old theme. Heroes tending to be physical paragons, villains tending to be deformed (they went over that in Unbreakable, IIRC). Part of the visual and allegorical (and 'for kids' in the sense of not expecting kids to be sophisticated thinkers) nature of the medium: good & evil are not just in the characters' words and deeds, but obvious from their appearance.
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  20. Dr. MID-Nite

    Black Widow

    This was my official FB review.... Movie Review: Black Widow (2021). With the never ending delays on this film's release, it was almost inevitable that the expectations around this one would surpass what we actually get. This film in many ways reminds me of Solo. There's nothing particularly wrong with it, but there's nothing that really stands out about it either. If it hadn't been made, I don't feel like we would have been missing anything in terms of its impact on the MCU. Now....I'll freely admit this film would have felt much better had it come out before Infinity War. As it stands, this movie can't really offer up much excitement as we already know where this story ends. Taskmaster was the big draw for me and that ended up as a disappointment (and not for the twist everyone is complaining about). Dave Harbour's Red Guardian is probably the best thing about the film. I also appreciated seeing Rachael Weisz again (a favorite of mine since 1999's The Mummy). Again, there's nothing embarrassing here, but it just doesn't pack enough of a punch visually or dramatically for me to give it more than an average grade. So...this one gets a C+
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  22. Here's the map at high Res. Enjoy! https://imgur.com/a/5IcmFXZ
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  23. One of the APGs has the 100% Damage Reduction
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  24. Totategumo Yoshio Inaba is a defensive and tactical fighter a former JSDF special forces sniper until he was wounded by super powered terrorist causing his rifle to explode with a thought he lost his right eye most of the vision in his left his right arm from the elbow and serious facial scaring. he would spend the next 2 years undergoing multiple surgeries and recovering as part of the process his Physical therapist convinced him to take up archery to help him develop his off hand dexterity coordination and strength. his previous experience as a sniper allowed him to develop his skill rapidly until he found himself representing japan in the special Olympics and winning the Gold. His story was taken up by the media which resulted in a large Industrial company approachinghim to be a test patient for an advanced cybernetics system they where developing. he was an excellent candidate for the program and his Right eye was replaced with an advanced Cybernetic offering multiple vision modes and telescopic vision (the damage to his left having mostly been healed/repaired) his right arm was replaced with a prosthetic limb that not only had full dexterity but beyond human strength. his recovery was shown off at a company press conference when his life would change again three super villains attacked to kidnap the projects Lead scientist he had his bow and a quiver full of arrows though in the end he only required three well aimed shots to put down all three despite their powers. The company saw an opportunity to create their own superhero and Yoshio saw an opportunity to serve his country once more. Now as Totategumo The Trapdoor spider he is the tactical specialist of the team mostly know for his bow and selection of specialized arrows his real secret is his gift for preparing the battle field using a combination of grenades mines and his smart camouflage coat that allows him to control the battlefield striking from ambush and guiding enemies away from civilians and towards his more straight forward team mates.
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