Reports are coming in that Judge Cannon has been removed for incompetence. Apparently she has  only sat on four criminal cases before the trump case and two of those were appealable due to errors she committed

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20 hours ago, Cygnia said:

GOP Donor Anton Lazzaro Sentenced To 21 Years For Sex Trafficking Minors In Minnesota

no surprise there. Trump's lawyer, Boris Epshem (sp?)was charged with sexual assault at a club in Arizona in the last few years. This just came back up with all the furor around Trump's indictments.

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Five guys were arrested for shooting a twelve year old. The police have put down the various weapons charges as well as charges for house and vehicle to sell marijuana.

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Read Fallen by Jacka. Alex Verus has his showdown with Richard and his followers, but has to do something no other mage would ever do. Also I was right about what Richard's area of magic was, and that was a cool confirmation for me

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Local news reports man catches his neighbor breaking into his storage shed behind his house and shoots him. No word on any charges

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Four guys tried to kidnap someone who knew them, shot the guy in the leg, and then were located by another county's sheriff's office which gassed them inside their secret base.

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31 minutes ago, Ockham's Spoon said:

Like Bill Engvall said years ago "You know why there are signs on the doors of airplanes. Someone said "Honey, I need some fresh air. I think I will go for a walk."

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Read Dead Man Walking by Green. Jones and Belcourt are asked to look after Frank Parker in a detention center so he can be debriefed and worked back into civilian life. Then the murders start happening.

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I admit I hit a wall. I just reread the thread. I looked at my list. I thought about some picks. I need two animal/vegetables, Interference, and a mythic monster/guardian. The interference was actually the easiest one to come up with at the moment. 

 

The murdered continent spontaneously generates Gandians. Created from atoms being destroyed and wrapping themselves in lead to protect the lesser races, these flying humanoids began using the continent as a birthing zone to create a Legion of Heroes.

 

The first animal pick is the Mons. These creatures are very much like the chimeras since they are mixtures of animals that have built themselves from other animal parts. And they love to fight any challenger. Some heroes domesticate them to use as force multipliers.

 

The second animal/flora pick is the fireflower. This dangerous plant is know to throw lances of flame at anyone coming close to it, and can be planted anywhere.

 

The Mythic Guardian is the Walker, a hero armed with a book of dooms, a mons made of lightning squirrel, and a map of the world, travels using the cracks to go where he is needed and to stop anything he can.

     

Player 3,Csyphrett God of Heroes, Clarkent Kal

• Geography. Watch Tower

• Sentient Life. Gandians

• Gift to Civilization: Book of Dooms

• Fauna/Flora/Ore. 

• Fauna/Flora/Ore (bonus):

• Interference: 

• Mythic Monster or Guardian. 

• Secondary Domain. Justice

• Secondary Domain Righteousness

• Secondary Domain. Exploration

8 hours ago, Old Man said:

Is that like a club for serial killers? How do we join? Uh, asking for tkdguy. 

5 hours ago, Cygnia said:

Yeah, I don't know what would be worse: he's the only killer but they only can link him to those 4 deaths -- or there's more out there in that area using the beach as a dumping ground.

The FBI estimates that there are between 25 and 50 serial killers in the country at any one time. That's why they created VICAP

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On 7/12/2023 at 11:51 PM, slikmar said:

I love Simon Greene's stuff from way back. Started with the Hawk and Fisher and have progressed through almost all of it (Nightside, Deathstalker, Secret Histories (Golden Torc), Ghost Finders). Problem I started having was every pairing he did became variants of Hawk and Fisher - same mannerisms, same attitudes, same sayings. I had high hopes for Jones, but halfway through the book he and the woman helping him morphed into the same characters. Again, I am a fan of his stuff and loved all I had read, just became too repetitive. Was hoping for more.

I never got that impression but if you read a lot of the stories back to back like I did, you could see that he cut pasted whole pages from earlier books to later books. Drake did that with the RCN books until he introduced his new point of view characters.

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I am three picks behind. I have to think of something before I go in to work tonight

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Read Dark Side of the Road by Greene. Ishmael Jones is a faceless cog invited to his employer's family manor for Christmas for a killer holiday in the middle of a blizzard.

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I think I am two picks down; Monday and Tuesday.

 

I am going to say the Gandians, a powerful race of lead shells capable of splitting the atom are my sentient race. Capable of flight, energy beams, and insane strength, they are the foremost in the eternal fight against evil.

 

My gift to civilization is The Book of Dooms which gives descriptions and weaknesses for most monsters. And you can use it as a holy symbol to ward off monsters affected by such like vampires, and other forms of undead.

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Hunter Biden's prosecutor has sent letters to Jim Jordan and Lyndsey Graham to quit lying about his prosecution.

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With my domains out of the way, I am placing the Watch Tower at the center of the world. This is where the forces of good go to rearm and reequip. Millions of heroes/adventurers are constantly entering and leaving the city, and it has never fallen to any enemy force foolish enough to try to sack it because its inhabitants are armed to the teeth and inflict so many losses that an army could die on the fields outside the city before they could breach one of the walls.

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Brady didn't actually lose anything in the collapse other than the stock which was inflated value, and probably his pay for his endorsement. He will probably lose more in the lawsuit. My boy is always don't get involved with anything like crypto or nfts because anything can make them worthless and you are out your investment faster than stocks

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Cape Fear 3

1975-

Wes woke up. He had to get his clothes out of the bathroom and figure out what he
wanted to do.

 

He decided that he should avoid the paper’s office. If someone was looking for him,
that was where they would try to get a line on him. He was better off not letting them
find him so easily.

 

So he needed a typewriter to turn his story into something that could close some of
the trouble off.

 

Where could he get one? Did he dare go out and find one to bring back to the hotel?
Should he be wandering around in the daytime at all? How many people would

Delveccio spare to find and kill him?

 

He decided that he should wait until nightfall and get a typewriter then. He could type
the story up and hand it in to Clancy, or wait until the next day and just hand it in to
the day desk.

 

Delveccio might not know he survived the fire. Why give him a free pass of
information by walking around where his minions watched everyone going about
their business?

 

Wes looked out the window. He could wait until nightfall. His flat form made it
possible for him to sneak around even if he had to do it naked. He needed to research
on clothing if he wanted to keep using the form to break into places and steal
evidence.

 

He wished he had paper to write down his thoughts. Then he could turn his thoughts
into something that could be polished into a respectable story. He made a mental note
to get some and a pen when he went out again.

 

He put out the do not disturb sign on the door. He didn’t want the maids to see his
bloody suit before he could get a replacement and throw it away. One call to the cops
might be enough for Delveccio to home in on him.

 

That was in the records too.

 

He decided to try to make any kind of connection he could before trying to turn his
story in. Once he had everything in hand, then he would fly over to the paper and
drop the thing in Clancy’s tray.

 

Wes wondered if he should have let things go. There were other stories he could have
dug into. There were other menaces out there threatening the public. He had turned
this into a crusade, and crusades got reporters killed.

 

He decided he was in until he could do something to stop Delveccio. The mob boss
would want him dead as a doornail after the theft of his records from his accountant.
There was nothing he could do about that except hide until someone other than the
local police took the gangster out of the picture.

 

Once Delveccio was gone, Wes could turn his attention on the other criminal
masterminds making Northern California a terrible place to live.

 

He decided to be sneakier with his new body so he didn’t have to hide in a hotel room
and hope that he wasn’t going to be murdered.

 

He could use less excitement in his line of work.

 

How did other heroes operate to keep their masked faces separate from their real faces
so their enemies didn’t track them down and try to kill them. He knew what had
happened to the Hazard Scouts, and the Mark, and knew that keeping things separate
wasn’t a guarantee of safety.

 

He figured his example should be someone like the Rocket. He flew around, he
helped out, no one knew who he was.

 

And the Rocket still flew across California. An interview with him would go in a file
of other interviews with other reporters, but a talk about costumes might net Wes
something to wear in his other form. Then he could worry about other issues involved
with being a flying flatworm.

 

And he didn’t exactly have a plan to keep living now that he was hidden from his
hunters.

 

The Rocket might be able to give him tips about keeping his real face separate from
his masked face. That would be worth an interview in itself.

 

He had no idea how he could arrange a talk with the old vigilante.

 

He laughed at himself. He was too far away from talking to someone who had been
flying the skies under his own power for thirty years. He might as well get on a plane
and fly to New York in hopes of attracting the attention of the Mark.

 

He might as well try to fly to the moon the next chance he got.

 

Wes looked out the window and put his list of things to do in the front of his mind.
As soon as he had a typewriter, he had to write his story to turn in before the deadline.
Then he had to make sure he had pieces of the records ready as evidence.

 

The main thing was keeping out of sight while the underworld looked for him.

 

Delveccio would kill to get those records back. He had to get the story out while
keeping his head from anyone trying to cut it off.

 

Once everything was out in the open, he could go back to reporting on how the police
handled things. He had no illusions that the police would pursue the mobster with due
diligence.

 

Just reporting on their corruption was enough to have them try to retaliate against
you. The reporter had put abuses out on the wire and attracted the attention of others
to the problem.

 

Some things had changed, but not enough to give Wes confidence that the beat cop
that picked him up would not hold him for Delveccio’s men to put a bullet in him
inside the police station. It was better being out in the open and avoiding Delveccio
as much as possible.

 

He wanted to believe in the police, but he was in the camp that vigilantes at least tried
to protect you from problems. They very rarely made your situation worse just from
standing around.

 

Wes liked the idea of helping people from the shadows. He doubted he would be
taken seriously thanks to his power of turning into a frightened flying carpet.

 

Wes nodded when he saw the sun going down. It was time for him to call Clancy, and
get a typewriter. Then he could work on his story and turn it in. It might not get
Delveccio off his back, but it would give him something else to think about in the
immediate future.

 

He pulled on his ragged suit. He needed to get new clothes and throw the old one
away. It looked like someone had thrown a bucket of blood on it with knives cutting
it.

 

It belonged to a slasher movie villain, not an honest muckraker like himself.

 

He decided that maybe clothes would be needed before the typewriter. Then he could
get one of those and call Clancy. Then he could finally sit down and write his story.

He took the records he had stolen and hid them under the bed frame. He doubted any
hotel maid would move the bed to make it. He went to the window.

 

Now all he had to do was wait until it was dark enough to conceal him and then he
could jump from his window and fly down to the ground. How hard could that be?

He didn’t want to think about what would happen if he jumped and his new ability
didn’t come on. He would hit the street hard enough to be flat.

 

And once he started shopping, he would have to think about staying concealed while
he went about his business. He didn’t want a flood of hitmen following him to his
new home and trying to put holes in him.

 

He nodded when it looked dark enough to him. The stars were out but he should be
a cloud against them and not some inhuman monster. He touched the tattoos on his
hand and jumped. He flattened into his flying form and expanded out of his suit. He
carried the clothes to another hotel across the way and descended that fire escape to
the ground. He got dressed as soon as the effect wore off and started walking.

 

Now his next trick was to break into some place and grab some fresh clothes without
getting caught.

 

Then he could scrounge up a typewriter.

 

He could have made better time flying across the city, but he didn’t need to do that.
It was better if he walked on his target when they were closing and then sneaking in.
Then he could get what he needed and take off. The main problem was any place with
an alarm system. He would have to learn the alarm codes, or smash and grab.

 

His other self gave him a lot of options for exits. He could maybe squeeze through the
cracks of doors if they were wider than he thought. He might not be able to get
through a key hole and didn’t want to test that unless he had to.

 

He definitely didn’t want to try to get through the key hole and turn back to his
normal self. Either he would be squeezed out of the key hole, or cut in half when his
body tried to expand into that tiny space.

 

Finding out was something for emergencies while he was trying to get out of locked
rooms with murderous thugs trying to kill him.

 

Wes found a clothing store on the verge of closing. He transformed and skirted
around the check out counter to slip into the changing room. He hid himself on the
ceiling when he heard someone checking the changing rooms for customers so they
could tell them to pay and get out. He waited until they were gone before dropping
to the floor and condensing into his normal body. He listened as he got dressed again.

He definitely needed some kind of costume that changed when he did. All of this
dressing himself was starting to get on his nerves. Why couldn’t he have got a better
power from the meteor strike.

 

Turning yourself into a flying carpet was okay but he would rather be invisible and
flying. That would be better than being a stretching menace in his opinion. He
wondered if there was someone he could consult other than the Scouts. There had to
be someone out there familiar with the problems involved and capable of coaching
him into using his abilities better than what he was already doing.

 

Was this how villains came into existence? First, they had a power. Then they started
using it to take what they wanted, and then they became full fledged menaces.

Was he becoming a menace with his need to conceal himself, and having to steal until
he could get out of the trouble he was in?

 

Did he want to know the answer to that question?

 

He decided that when he had Delveccio off his case, he would throttle back on
stealing, and doing unethical things that he would call someone else on. Until then,
he had to do what he could to survive and get out of trouble so he didn’t wind up like
Marsden.

 

He didn’t know if his other self would help him survive being cut to pieces and
dropped out in the middle of the ocean. And he didn’t want to find out.

 

The lights went out and he heard the door locking up. He needed to wait before he
tried searching for something to wear. There was always a chance they forgot
something and came back inside the store. When he was sure he was alone, he exited
the changing room and looked around. The place was empty and the alarms were only
on the doors. He could get out without setting them off if he was careful.

 

He expected that he could escape any jail if he wanted to as long as they didn’t know
about his other form. It was better that no one knew about his shopping.

 

No one could press charges if they didn’t know he had been on the job in the first
place.

 

He picked out two suits and everything that went with them. He put his new
belongings in a bag to carry with him. He looked around for another exit other than
the doors.

 

The last thing he needed was to set off the alarms and let someone know that he had
been stealing clothes to replace his rags.

 

He found an air vent he could get into next to the back wall. He worked the screws
out, and used his ability to get inside the metal shaft. He pulled the grate back into
place and turned the screws the best he could with no fingers. He worked his way to
another vent below the air conditioning unit on the roof. He changed back to normal
and had to wait for a few minutes before he could change back and work the screws
loose on this grate and move it out of the way. He put the cover back and flowed back
to his room at the hotel. He stored his new belongings in the closet before thinking
about how he could get a typewriter.

 

I need a third domain. Has anyone picked Exploration as a domain?

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Since both truth and courage are gone, I am going to have to pick Righteousness as my second secondary domain.

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As the god of heroes, Clarkent Kal's main goal in the world is to do the greatest good for the greatest number of people. His secondary domain is always about Justice, not law.

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In this multiple world, only Clarkent Kal stands up for champions, adventurers, delvers, and anyone who wants to chase a dream for the greater good. If you are a paladin for the good, fighting a lost cause, putting down a lich in a crypt, and have a cleric to call him, maybe you too can be uplifted by the God of Heroes.

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Read Burner by Greany. The Gray Man has been offered a job to strike at Russian intelligence finances. The result is a chase for a banker and his cell phone

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12 hours ago, Pariah said:

I hope you and yours are well, csyphrett.

I got a pacemaker, Cat got a blood clot. That's how it goes sometimes

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