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Re: xialin showdown Jade heard the buzz tone of her phone in her bag as she rode in the back of the limo, surrounded by guards. Her father certainly wasn't calling after making a critical decision for her future as he did. That left the mercenary, the abbot from the temple, and Dr. Gadd. Wondering who could be calling her, Jade dug in her bag and grabbed her phone. "Hello." "This is Dr. Gadd." the high pitched kid's voice bubbled over the phone. "I have those readings from your restaurant. They're extremely unique." "Oh really, so tell me what does that mean?," asked Jade. "Whatever the Ghost King took, it left behind a signature." Something clanked in the background. "If I had a strong enough detector, I could probably find it again if he carried it in public." "That's good, but I can not help you right now if that is what you are wanting, because I am on my way to the airport. So if you need anything you will need to talk to my father, Dr.Gadd. Oh and if I may ask what is all the noise I keep hearing in the background?," said Jade. "You can't go to the airport." Dr. Gadd seemed to be banging something with a wrench. "This could be bad for you personally." "What? How will it be bad for me if I leave, which I have to my father does not want me here anymore. So what is it you want me to do?," snapped Jade. "I have another signature on my equipment." Dr. Gadd's voice was suddenly clear of background noise. "I believe the ghost king will strike at that site."

Re: Teen Guardians Nov 15 The pirates continued to move forward, crossing the aft quarter-deck towards where Emp stood on the poopdeck, the ship's wheel behind him, sails still rustling in the breeze above him and the entire deck bobbing slightly beneath his feet, closing quickly, the half-dozen of them, male and female alike, scurvy dogs, all. The slight hits from the pirate's weaponry sent up more smoke to mix with the fog, giving more obscuration under the ship, and Kara's vision abilities were needed--the half-score of pirates and their prisoners were offset of the main body of attackers; there were almost as many prisoners, a few band-members and football players chained together at the wrists and on their knees, four pirates in front, covering these prisoner's movement with long-and-short weapons, one in front and one behind... The one behind, a long-haired man who bore a passing resemblance to Johnny Depp's Captain Jack Sparrow lifted the long hair of the blonde cheerleader at the head of the line and slapped something to the nape of her neck; she screamed... ...there was a flare of light that enveloped her from tennis-shoe to blonde crown of hair... ...then it faded and left the girl transformed...her hair was matted, her face mottled from an ancient attack of pox, her garb changed from sweat-pants and cheerleader top to thick vest and tattered breeches and boots; she stood of her own accord as the pirate at the head of the line released the manacles that bound her to the others... And she stepped off, heading towards the floating boat. "Ahhh...that's interesting!"SG flew towards the ex-cheerleader using her enhanced vision abilities to see if what ever was put on her neck was still there. Maybe it is something that can be ripped off? Might that return her to normal? Only one way to find out! The six pirates closed around EMP, three to his front and three to his rear, all of which pointed at him what most certainly appeared to be muzzle-loading muskets...but the techie within noted that the grip seemed to be more a battery pack of some sort and the muzzle appeared to have about it a series of raised rings, more along the lines of focusing elements for a sound-based weapon rather than that found with the kinetic. From the deck below, the curvaceous woman with the eyepatch shouted, "Surrender or die!" Kara wasn't a medical professional by any means; her X-Ray vision penetrated the hair of the now-piratical scum that the cheerleader had become and noticed that what it appeared was that there were metal bits protruding from the semi-collar into the spinal column proper, perhaps a manner or method of control, definitely of transformation... Good thing we have a Doctor in our group! Well, almost a doctor anyway. For now these guys need to be subdued, then we can worry about undoing the diabolical deed done to them. I would like to swoop down and grab the kids who are about to be 'piratized' and carry them off to safety. If that works I'll come back for more. Thursday, Sept Fourth Four dipped down until the bubble skimmed the sand, then he sank it under the loose yellowness. He kept going until they both saw a rock face extending down to block them. He headed up to drop on the pier, surrounded by sailors leaving and landing. Four dropped them on the pier when he saw a gap in the traffic. He didn't want anyone to see there arrival. "Um...okay...", Nariko said while giving Mr. Four a look that seemed to indicate that she was waiting for him to make the next move. "We have to try to keep to ourselves and blend in." Mr. Four looked at the crowd to make sure no one came too close to his charge. "We only have about twelve hours left before we're recalled. "Let's look around and see if we can find somewhere in case we need to hole up against the locals." "Maybe we should get a hold of some local clothes too?", the teen suggested. "Who do you want to rob?" Mr. Four kept his eyes on everyone around them. "I don't have any money." Nariko let out a frustrated sigh. "Well, maybe we can find some clothes drying on a clothesline somewhere or something! I mean, people probably have to dry their clothes in *this* world too, right? "Stealing's wrong." Mr Four glared at one of the inhabitants who strayed too close. The sailor hastily walked away.

Re: What Have You Watched Recently? I got mine at the K-mart as part of a set. I think I saw a couple at Wal-Mart yesterday. CES

Re: What Have You Watched Recently? Kung Fu Panda and the secrets of the furious five. I thought it was pretty good and regret missing it in the theaters. CES

Re: What Fantasy/Sci-Fi book have you just finished? Please rate it... Read the The Gods Return by David Drake. Set in the Lord of the Isles, Garric and his friends have to gather allies to fend off the return of evil gods. I think this is the last book of the set because of some of the events but I could be wrong. More than halfway through Duma Key by Stephen King. Edgar Freemantle loses an arm and moves to Duma Key to recover and paint. The problem is the Key is haunted and his paintings are becoming ways for the ghost to come across. Picked up Princep's Fury by Jim Butcher. Haven't started on it yet but the cover indicates a visit to the canim homeland is on. CES

Re: Walking With Strangers

Re: Walking With Strangers 11 Mr. Wolf flipped the cover of his phone shut. Things had gotten worse in a matter of minutes. Collie had reported the capture of an agent at the gate. Her car had been slagged, but they didn't know if she had been able to get a call out. That meant he had to get his team moving faster, and get ready for an assault by members from Project Z. All in a day's work for the Canines. Mr. Wolf reviewed what he knew, eyes closed behind his sunglasses. Then he came up with a plan. It wasn't perfect, but it was the best he could do with the amount of unknowns in play. "We are going to have to get ready for a possible raid." Mr. Wolf stubbed out his cigarette on his boot heel. "Fenris Ulf, head back to the base. Sundog and Garou will need your muscle. Fenris and Stone Dog, head downstream and find that sergeant. We're not getting paid to kill him, but he has to be cut off. Shadowpup, head over and watch the road about a mile or two below where Crosshair has set up his post. If you see anything out of the ordinary, radio a warning." "I welcome the feeding of my axe with the blood of varlets." Fenris Ulf's eyes glowed at the thought, casting green sparks in the air. "Hopefully we'll be out of here before that." Mr. Wolf nodded and the meeting broke up. Mr. Wolf and Fenris Ulf turned north, headed for the base they had invaded. Fenris, Little Fen because of his relative size to the bigger Ulf, and Stone Dog started downstream, following the water. One of Stone Dog's rock hounds carried them on its back. Shadowpup, a kid adopted from the life of a street urchin, faded into darkness, used that to travel west toward the road. They didn't know how long they had before the government arrived, so they had to maximize what time they did have. Mr. R had to be hurried along so they could move to the next phase. That would be fun. Mr. Wolf thought about getting into another line of work as he and Fenris Ulf moved silently through the trees. He found shooting people to be a lot more work than he wanted to do. He was getting too old to fight other people's conflicts. Retirement seemed to beckon as he daydreamed along the path, moving without having to think about where to put a foot down. They reached the fence. A hole let them get on the base grounds. Mr. Wolf pointed for his minion to take to the roof to watch out for incoming. The wolf faced berserker nodded, swinging the axe in his giant mitt in a circle and then letting it carry him to the top of the building. From there, he could hurl his weapon at anything that might approach the main edifice in the outpost. Mr. Wolf looked at the main gate. Sundog waved back at him. Hopefully they had pushed the car off the road and covered it with branches to slow down detection. Shadowpup checked in with a click over the radio. He should have picked a place where he could see the road and no one could see him. Mr. Wolf stepped into the building, decided to talk to the prisoner. That might give him some clue how long he had to get the rest of the mission done. If he had to, his troops would pull out and leave the client on his own. You couldn't spend your money in Leavenworth. Mr. Wolf walked down the hall to the offices they were using for a brig. He opened the door. The three Air Force personnel had been joined by an older woman in a black suit and tie. None of them looked happy to see him. "I'm Mr. Wolf." He lit up a cigarette and took a puff. "I'm wondering what you're doing here." "I'm part of the decommission team." Aylwin looked around for something she could use while she talked. They hadn't seemed concerned about gagging her. That could be good or bad depending on what it meant. "What do you want here?" "I'm being paid to look after things for someone." Mr. Wolf knew that sometimes people were sent out to check on bases when they were being decommissioned. He should have expected this to happen. It was a big kink in the plan, but nothing he couldn't iron out. "I'm willing to let you people stay here in this room and leave you unharmed as long as you stay out of the way." Mr. Wolf didn't bother to adopt a friendly pose. It was better if they thought he might kill them at any second. "On the other hand, if you leave this room, you will be shot. We're going to find what we're looking for and then leave. Someone will be told you are up here and they should come up to free you before you starve." "What if they don't?" one of the Air Force men glared at the mercenary. "Not my problem." Mr. Wolf shut the door.

Re: Dragonia Sir Donald and Ishiyama try to track down the missing members of the party. They start by going to the bar where Sid and Dennis were drinking the night before. The bartender told them that the men met some women and went out with them. Sir Donald decided to fly across to where Lilith's relatives lived on the mainland while Ishiyama went back to the boat. After some talk, he started back and found a scene of struggle. He tracked across to the island and found matching prints leading to a blank wall. The bar and trading post sat above and to the right of the blank wall. Sir Donald waited until the bar shut down. The bar tender shut the bar down and closed it up. Sir Donald wrecked the door when he broke into the bar. Sir Donald searched around until he found a trapdoor to the cellar. He went down to find the bartender taking off his disguise as Coop Cooper. Cooper explained that he was going to steal the sub and make first contact for his group himself. A vampire snuck up on Donald and Flames, the baby dragon. A battle took place with vampire and dragon going at it, and knight and villain dealing blows. Cooper reveals a remote to kill the crew with a touch of his finger. Donald disarms him, knocking him out before he grab the box again. The vampire tried to get the switch from Sir Donald. Flames blocked him. Sir Donald used the sword of light on the vampire, turning him to ash. A second vampire assaults the sub, and downed Ishiyama after an almost lethal bite. The monk healed himself before passing out. He played dead as the vampire went to take the sub out to sea from Trader Island. He snuck up on the vampire and struck with his sword that shoots more swords. That was the end of that. Sir Donald arrived with Sid to anchor the sub before it drifted into trouble.

Re: The New Circle I didn't plan on either of those two connections but it does suggest a wolverine type heroine, doesn't it? CES

Re: Question: how to build mechano-link power Telepathy and mind control versus machines is the broadest use possible. CES

Re: The New Circle Hexbreaker The Atlantic gleamed in the hot sun, almost like stained glass than water. Dolphins played for a moment before breaking off and chasing dinner. The white luxury liner cast a bow wave on its way across the Caribbean, heading for the Bahamas and tourist traps among the islands. In the distance, a cloud formed on the water. If it had been hurricane season, a massive storm would have been the suspect. Those who saw it put it down to a summer storm that sometimes plagued the region. Lightning seemed to agree with them. The storm rushed toward the liner, causing some concern from the crew. The speed of contact seemed unworldly. Sharp eyes spotted a silhouette sailing with the oncoming rain. It looked like a sailing ship from some bygone era. That caused some wonder. A sailing ship moving in front of a massive storm line could mean trouble for the relic if it was caught. Rain began lashing the decks of the liner, causing people to move inside away from the open. When the sky cleared they could go back to enjoying the day. One of the tourists waited until the bystanders moved away before approaching the railing in a long overcoat, holding an umbrella over her tightly bunned hair. She gazed down at the approaching vessel with a trace of anger in her eyes. A man in a long coat stared up at the white behemoth from the deck of his wooden sailboat. He produced an old fashioned megaphone and held it to his lips. "Ahoy." The man's accent was atrocious and missing some teeth. "Throw down your treasure, or the next place you're sailing is the bottom of the ocean." The woman on deck frowned even more at the demand. Her umbrella spun in her gloved hand, casting rain around her in a circle. "Push off, hoser." The woman leaned over the rail to shout down. "I'm trying to take a vacation." The man with the megaphone looked around. The crew on deck looked back. Apparently no one had told them to take their leave with such venom before. Their next move required boarding if no one gave up easily. Grappling hooks ascended to the safety railing of the cruise ship. Boarders started up the lines, some already thinking of the gold and jewels that must be on board such a prize. "I told you to push off." The woman walked to each line and severed the rope with a silver dagger from her coat. Some of the men had actually been able to ascend halfway before heading back to the ocean's surface. "Don't make me come down there." The woman shook her fist at the pirate captain. The captain began shouting orders to his crew. Men in the water suffered rescue as the wooden battleship tacked to keep up with the modern ship. Cannons poked out the side of the pirate galleon as charges were readied to be fired into the side of her prey. The woman climbed over the railing and jumped down, holding her umbrella to catch the air. She floated down to the deck of the other ship. Pirates began drawing pistols and swords to deal with this threat. "I would really like to enjoy the rest of my vacation." The woman held the rain away with her umbrella, other hand in her overcoat. "Please rob someone else today." "Woman, we rob who we want when we want." The captain pointed his pistol at the intruder on his deck. "Be happy you're worthy of a ball." The pistol's hammer dropped. A cloud of smoke trailed behind a round projectile. The umbrella dipped in the way. The sphere hit and bounced to the deck. The captain stared at it. "I'm worthy of a great many things." The woman folded her umbrella, strapping it closed. "You have really made me unhappy right now." The captain drew his sword. One stab from the poisoned blade and this strange mortal would turn to stone. No one had ever bested him with a blade. The two met at the stern, umbrella and sword sweeping the air in short arcs. The captain tried to close so he could plink a hand, or shoulder with his sword. The unconventional weapon met his attempts with swift raps on his arms as he tried to move in past her guard. Finally he grabbed the end of the umbrella so he could stab over it. The vanes opened in front of his face in a shielding move. The umbrella's point stabbed into the captain's chest, pushing him backward. His legs hit the railing that bounded the stern. He fell overboard into the ocean. The crew stopped what they were doing, shocked by what had just happened. "I'm your captain now." The woman blocked the storm again with her umbrella. "You will sail to Innsmouth and wait on me. Am I clear?" "I don't think we can wait in one place, ma'am." A one eyed pirate with most of his teeth missing doffed his hat at the new captain's glare. "Then you will sail around in a circle until I return home." The woman stepped to the rail of the wooden ship. "I am going to finish my vacation. I will see you when I am done." The wind caught her umbrella and carried the Hexbreaker toward the fleeing liner.

Re: What Have You Watched Recently? Watched Indiana Jones 4. It was okay. I admit the refrigerator thing was the edges of supernatural good luck. CES

Re: Walking With Strangers 10 Aylwin braked at the yellow and black crossbar, government issue Lincoln covered with dust from following the access road to the hidden outpost north of Marlowe. She had orders to check in on its decommissioning before moving on. The Project had decided to consolidate some of the seized property instead of leaving it scattered across the United States. Most of the equipment Aylwin had seen had been museum pieces from the Fifties and Sixties when Atom America and Blake's Seven had been most active. Of course some of the things still packed a punch for all their quaint looking tubes and miles of wire. "Name please." The guard loomed in her vision, standing close to the window to match her id with the list on a clipboard he held. "Aylwin." Aylwin looked at the face of the guard, struck that she knew him. She couldn't place the face. "Identification." The guard held out his hand for her card. Aylwin stared instead, flipping through the cards in her memory. The Project filed every superhuman captured during a crime. It didn't matter where in the world that happened. And Aylwin updated her memory every month, taking in new faces whenever she had a break from her official duties. She knew this man. "Have we met before?" Aylwin reached under her jacket, supposedly for a wallet. "I don't think so." The guard loomed closer, face blurring slightly. Aylwin pulled her pistol, leaning away from the door. The guard grew fur and too many teeth. She blasted away through the door. The bullets wouldn't do anything to the Garou, just push him back with the blasts. Aylwin turned, firing at the other guard as she put the car in reverse. She didn't want to get caught in a crossfire while standing motionless. The other guard soaked up the energy blasts, transforming into fire. The agent hit the gas, backing away from the gate. Fire struck the hood of the car, melting the metal, scabbing away the black paint in seconds. Aylwin kept the gas down. She couldn't drive the car long, but she couldn't bail out with the Garou on the ground. She had already exhausted her ammunition just buying time. Garou bounded across the open ground as she backed down the driveway. He landed on the hood, uniform catching fire. He ripped the front window out of the way with massive claws at the end of his fingers. Aylwin hit the brakes. A smile crossed her bland face as the werewolf flew forward, grabbing hold of the roof so he didn't fall off. She hit the gas again, trying to keep him off balance. She couldn't afford to have him get inside the car next to her. The other false guard floated down the road. Flames leaped from his hands as he tried to disable the car. He succeeded in melting the tires away. The front of the car dropped on the asphalt. The partially melted rims didn't bother to throw up sparks as Aylwin forced the car along a few more feet. Aylwin grabbed her briefcase and dropped it on the gas when she was close to the trees that lined the road. She bailed out as Garou ripped the roof apart with its claws. The agent reloaded as she vanished into the woods. Aylwin mentally went over the gear she had on her person. It wasn't enough to take down two powerhouses like The Garou and Sundog. The name clicked in as she reviewed all of the fire elementals the Project knew about. Aylwin paused to take a breath as the car went up in a ball of fire. She doubted anyone had seen it, and couldn't count on help. If she could get in touch with Chad Reilly, that might be enough to get a real team of agents with an arsenal of weapons to take care of this before it got to be too much. What would Garou and Sundog want with a decommissioned base? It didn't fit their profiles in the cards she had memorized. They were muscle only. Aylwin grabbed her phone, keeping an eye on the mess she was fleeing. She knew Garou was much faster than she was, and had a werewolf's invulnerability. If he got within reach of her, she could expect to be ripped apart. Aylwin pressed the dial function on the phone. It would automatically dial the closest active agent she knew. No point calling inside the base since it was compromised. Reilly's phone rang three times, then went to voice mail. Aylwin groaned. She left a short message before she hung up. She needed to call someone else. She looked at her phone's screen to push the button to call the next nearest agent. The phone vanished in a spray of metal. She dropped, listening for the sound of a bullet. "We don't want to hurt you, lady." Sundog's voice drifted to her. "Give it up, or our guy will shoot you." Aylwin looked around, searching for a passage she could use for cover. She needed to buy time. Reilly was her only hope now. A tree to her right lost a piece of its trunk. The buzz of a moving body convinced her that she was zeroed in. She had to buy time. She couldn't do that if she was dead. "Either we have a meeting of the minds, or we don't." Sundog's voice indicated he stood closer to where she lay. "Which is it going to be?" Aylwin raised her hands. She kept the pistol where she could reach for it if she had a chance. Maybe they would be careless. "Don't move." Sundog cleared some trees. "I'm not getting paid to kill anybody so let's keep this as friendly as possible." Aylwin gritted her teeth as she got to her feet. She kept her hands where he could see them. The first chance she got, she would show him how friendly she could be.

Re: Super heroes in Ancient Asia Seems reasonable. CES

Re: Super heroes in Ancient Asia 250 - 350 pts is usually the starting point for beginning heroes. If these Seven took over the world, they would have to hold it against the Olympians, the Aesir, the Danaan who probably had their own epic heroes in place. Bandit in the Shadows would probably not take his beating lying down and might gather heroes to try and get rid of the other six. That could be the basis for a team. If the starting heroes are 350, how many points are the seven? Anything beyond 750-1000 mark would be hard to battle unless you had some heavy hitting PCs. I believe that in the 1400's, guns and cannons were readily usuable. That might put a crimp in most plans. That was the first things off my head. CES

Re: Need Premade Character for Beginning Player! There's probably a thousand or more characters floating on the boards. All you should have to do is type Character sheet in the search engine at the top of the page. Then you can search through for the one you want that fits what you need. CES

Re: What Have You Watched Recently? Watched Leverage. A team of lone guns is built when a greedy businessman pulls a double cross CES

Re: The New Circle Character Name: Dr. Strangehold Real Name: Dale Strangehold Nationality: American Hair/Eye Color: Brown with gray, brown Place of Birth: Vibora Bay Date of Birth: 12/07/43 Height/Mass: 5'8", 140 pounds Cost Characteristic Value 10 STR 20 33 DEX 21 32 CON 26 16 BODY 18 15 INT 25 30 EGO 25 10 PRE 20 COM 10 PD 4 ED 5 4 SPD 4 REC 9 END 52 STUN 41 OCV: 7 DCV: 7 OECV: 8 DECV: 8 Phases: 3,6,9,12 Cost Powers and Talents (END) Life Support: Aging 5 pts Ectoplasmic Limbs: Extra Arms (4) 5 pts, 6" Stretching, only with extra arms (-½) 15 pts, 30 Strength, only with extra arms (-½) 15 pts Hard Skin Shell: Armor (8 pd/ 8 ed) 24 pts Magic 50 + 25 Variable Power Pool 75 pts Cost Skills 3 KS: Monsters 14- 3 KS: The Magic World 14- 3 KS: History 14- 3 KS: Magic 14- 3 KS: Medicine 14- 3 PS: Medicine 14- 3 Forensics 14- 3 Paramedics 14- 3 AK: Vibora Bay 14- 3 AK: other dimensions 14- 3 AK: The World 14- 3 KS: Herbal remedies 14- 3 System Operations 14- 2 Navigation 14- 2 Survival 14- 1 License to practice medicine 17 Danger Sense 150 Points Disadvantages 20 DNPCs: Timmy and Tooty Tucker 11- 10 DF: Mystic Aura 20 Psych Lim: Monsters should be dealt with 10 Reputation: Delver into the unknown 11- 25 Hunted by Demon 11- 25 Hunted by the Sylvestris 11- 10 Rivalry with other mystics. 15 Public Identity 15 Code versus killing CHA Cost = 150 Total Powers Cost = 139 Total Skills Cost = 61 Total Cost = ____350______________ Background Information: Dale Strangehold started as a country doctor on the edge of Vibora Bay. He found several artifacts, leading him to a natural ability to manipulate ectoplasm. He worked on this until it was second nature to armor his skin with a hard covering and creating extra arms to help with tasks around his small home. Dale practiced with the ectoplasm, working out mechanics for magical type spells. Part of this was aided by the fact that ectoplasm reaches into the next world, forming bodies for various supernatural things. The good doctor had to exert his authority and rights to a better understanding of his abilities as he pressed on. Dale gained immortality through constant sourcing of ectoplasm. With his extended lifespan, and reputation as a monster buster, he has turned to keeping the world around him a better place for those in need. This has not sat well with Demon who have run afoul of the doctor, or the Sylvestris who have lost a family member or two. Both have deep seated grudges against this minor protector of the universe but generally ignore him unless he gets in the way of a current scheme. Then they try to get rid of him before he damages their plot with his meddling. Dale has learned that he has distant relatives and has invited the latest generation to live in his house as partial protection for them, and out of a sense of family obligation. Quote: "I prescribe a loss of bodily fluids if this continues, young man." Personality: Dr. Strangehold prefers to work quietly in the shadows, avoiding attention where possible. He takes his oath seriously even after centuries of taking care of the sick and injured. While he prefers not to harm humans, any monster or demon he comes across will be dealt with as finally as the doctor can bring to bear with his talents and knowledge. Appearance: Dr. Strangehold has an average appearance but frequently dresses in clothes that were popular when the Revolutionary War was being fought. In a fight, his skin will take on a sea shell sheen and four arms will burst out from his back to protect him. Powers: Dr. Strangehold is a minor magician who can summon ectoplasm to perform tasks such as carrying him through the air, opening dimensional rifts, and slipping through drains to evade a castle's defenses. GM's Notes-Dr. Strangehold is based on a one shot character from Fairly Oddparents called Dr. Crocktopus. For those who don't know, it's a kid show where the hero has fairy godparents who grant wishes. One time he wished everyone had superpowers. One of his nemeses became a combination of Dr. Strange and Dr. Octopus with extra metal arms and weird fashion colors.

Re: Super-Hero for New York I think I had a hero called Empire from New York. He was a growing brick. CES

Re: Help with power for Helpfire The original Ghost Rider's flame just burned people, cut through armor, summoned his motorcycle, so NND seems okay for one slot, and nnd does body for another. Danny Ketch's Penance Stare made people relive their crimes and experience all the pain they caused. That seems more like an ego attack that does body to me. The only examples I can think of to demonstrate my points is the Ghost Rider Movie. His flame cut through bars, heated metal, boiled water elemental demon away. When the big bad was going to kill GR after absorbing all the souls of the deserted town the showdown was in, GR burned him out making the souls inside of him relive everything they had done which was a lot. CES

Re: Quote of the Week from my gaming group... From work: Jeff: You know the kind of movies I like--- Me: I thought Ron Jeremy had retired. CES

Re: Best genre to learn HERO system? The best genre to learn in is the one you like to play in. If you like superheroes, Champions. If you like mission impossible/dirty dozen style games, Dark Champions. If you just want to be a paladin, Fantasy hero. The rules don't change, just what you use them for. CES

Re: xialin showdown Jade rolled down her window and said, "Please. Just open the gate." "You heard the lady." Jonny Woo made sure they knew he could shoot long before they killed him. "We're just here to talk to Mr. Lee." The guards let them pass. They held their guns pointed at the car, but did nothing to prevent Jade from driving through to the house itself. More guards waited at the doors. Jade slowly drove up to the door, parked, and said, "I hope you are ready for this." Then she slowly got out of the car and started walking to the door. "Guys, please move out of the way. I really don't want any of you getting hurt." The guards stepped out of the way silently. They held their weapons in plain view but no one pointed them at the two's direction. That could change at a moment's notice. Lau, a retainer from Bob Lee's last days in Hong Kong, gestured for them to go to the library. Bob did some of his more legal business from there. Jade nodded her head in thanks and walked into the library. Bob Lee stood behind his desk, his imposing bulk carried lightly in his customary Hawaiian shirt and cargo shorts. He didn't look like a dangerous crime lord. "Daughter, why must you disobey me?" He sounded restrained. "And you bring this mercenary with you to defy me." He shook his head. "You will obey me, daughter." Bob Lee slammed his fist on the desk hard enough to make it shake. "You will go to the nunnery and learn the proper manners of gentlewoman." Jonny Woo lit up a cigarette. "Otherwise I will have to make an example of you, and this mercenary." "I will not go Father because you did not raise me to be a 'gentlewoman.' You raised me to be a fighter and to always get the job done no matter what it may cost. So that is what I did, I got the job done. And The Tea House is safe now from the ghost. And I am sorry for not listening to you, about staying in my room, but I did what had to be done for the family." Jade stood before her father. "I raised you to take over for me and obey my wishes." Bob Lee glowered at the two of them. "If you cannot do that, you will embarrass me in front of my associates and my enemies. You will go home, and stay at the nunnery until you learn proper respect." "I am very sorry that I disobeyed you, so fine. If you don't want me anymore then I will go home to grandfather, but I will not go to the nunnery because you know as well as I do they will try and change everything about me, and I will not and cannot have that. I have worked so hard to be the best for you and the family, please Father, don't make me go. I will do better..I'll make you proud of me again, just don't send me to the nunnery," begged Jade. "I'll take the girl to the nunnery." Jonny Woo let the smoke drift around him like white doves. "First I want the ten k she already owes me, then ten more to take her back to China." "What? Are you out of your mind? You can't do this." Jade had a shocked look on her face. Then she looked at her father to see what he had to say. "Any daughter of mine will accept my authority." Bob Lee waved his hand. "You will get your money for working for Jade at the Tea House. After that, I don't want to see you." He gestured for two of Jade's guards to come forward. "Take my daughter to the airport." "Fine, I will go," said Jade through clinched teeth and she nodded to her father quickly and turned away and started to walk out the door. "Thanks, old man." Jonny Woo's voice preceded the sound of writing and tearing paper. "Nice working for you again." The guards took Jade to a spare limo and allowed her to sit in the back as they drove towards the airport. Maybe a nunnery wouldn't be so bad. Still she had hours of flight time to plan what she was going to do when she reached Hong Kong.

Re: The 2006 Mopee Awards! Everything DC and Marvel has published. CES

Re: Starter - Rescuer Repped for Haven Walkur CES