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I'm going to have to come up with something good.... give me a day or two.

Rukellian wrote:Okay, which way are you heading? There is the industrial district, which you are currently in, the massive junkyard in the distance, a decent superspeed away, or the main section of the city, the sparkling jewel of the Atlas City, also the home to all supers who call themselves good and champions of justice.

Since he knows nothing of the man except a description, and taking into account Genocides fondness for fancy lights, he shall head into the many populace! Sneaking in the alleys, killing anyone that walks down them, and generally having a good time!

Rukellian wrote:I'm going to have to come up with something good.... give me a day or two.

Please do!

GreyWolfVT wrote:

Rukellian wrote:

GreyWolfVT wrote:Hot Streak's mission right now is to look for Vorpal and recruit more villains as they will be needed when Vorpal and Hot Streak turn the tables on Symboisis. We're sick of the insane scientists plans and are trying to plan a revolt as well as kill all supers and watch the world burn as we rule it.

So, how do you plan on going about this. Search aimlessly throughout the streets and hopefully find him? Put your ear to the streets and get info (or interrogate) on various happenings, happenings that Vorpal might be involved in? Or did you just want to do your own thing for now and hope that you bump into Vorpal in the process? And if its the latter, what exactly is Hot Streak's version of "doing his own thing"?

Simple I know Vorpal's work shouldn't be terribly hard just follow the carnage.

After having met the strange super known as the "Laughing Genocide", you renew your search for Vorpal and any other potential candidates for your army of evil. Your stomach starts to growl during mid-run and you realize that you haven't had anything to eat for a quite a while now. Vorpal must be in the same situation as well, knowing him.... Your thoughts are distracted once again by sharp pains in your stomach. It is at this time that you spot a side stand, a hot dog vendor to be more specific. To see such a sight in such a shady part of town, you are curious to say the least. The smells of food waft in the air though, and he seems harmless enough, already serving someone else. You have no money.

Actions and or rolls please! (You're probably thinking, "a hot dog stand, really? I'm stopping for a hot dog? Is that the best you can come up with in two days?" My answer to those questions would be yes, but there is more. Just you wait and see Don't worry, I'm not screwing with you )

MonkeyWrench wrote:

Rukellian wrote:Okay, which way are you heading? There is the industrial district, which you are currently in, the massive junkyard in the distance, a decent superspeed away, or the main section of the city, the sparkling jewel of the Atlas City, also the home to all supers who call themselves good and champions of justice.

Since he knows nothing of the man except a description, and taking into account Genocides fondness for fancy lights, he shall head into the many populace! Sneaking in the alleys, killing anyone that walks down them, and generally having a good time!

Rukellian wrote:I'm going to have to come up with something good.... give me a day or two.

Please do!

The Laughing Genocide speeds towards the sparkling jewel of the city, knowing full well that there is lots of fun to be had inside. You find yourself at a very large wall with a security checkpoint. It is heavily guarded with three sets of rifle patrolmen in squads of 3, dressed in standardized riot gear, a turret of some sorts on top of the entrance in the wall, and a two armored transport vehicles on standby. There is also two figures in heavy high tech armor guarding each side of the entrance. The insignia for the Atlas Security Force (A.S.F.) can be found on most of the items present. The surrounding area shows signs of previous skirmishes having been waged here, lots of nearby buildings on the verge of collapse, blast marks and craters littering the ground nearby.
Actions and or rolls please!

Hot Streak looks around for a victim to rob and possibly harm. Spotting an unsuspecting victim he superspeeds by a few gang members lifting their wallets in a flash. that's what you get for a hot dog stand. After lifting the wallets he will take the money and toss the wallets and go to the hot dog cart. "3 Hot dogs with sauerkraut, onions, relish and ketchup my good man."

GreyWolfVT wrote:Hot Streak looks around for a victim to rob and possibly harm. Spotting an unsuspecting victim he superspeeds by a few gang members lifting their wallets in a flash. that's what you get for a hot dog stand. After lifting the wallets he will take the money and toss the wallets and go to the hot dog cart. "3 Hot dogs with sauerkraut, onions, relish and ketchup my good man."

The man's face brightens up as he sees you produce some money. He raises a hand and you notice that a bunch of armed men inside the building behind him lowered their weapons. "You can never be too careful in this part of town," he says with a smile and a shrug. "For buying so many, I will throw in a free paper. Don't mind the smudge stains, its actually cleaner than most that you will find." He points towards the newspaper stack as he quickly prepares your meal, snatching up the bills before you change your mind.

The meal did not dissapoint; for a crumby looking stand, the man produced some fine food. While eating you skim through the front headline news and spot something interesting. The Atlas City Relief Group is planning on sending in a guarded convoy of foodstuffs and medical supplies for the poor residents of the industrial district. It is said that there will be some fresh recruits from the SFH (Supers for Hire) agency, working in tangent with the ASF (Atlas Security Force) to make sure that the people get the relief they need, and not the ruthless street gangs and criminals that roam the district. The day of transport is today of all days.

Flipping through the rest of the newspaper, you find wanted articles and all the basic trash that people read. A flashy advertisement catches your eye, but only for a moment. "Chocolo Sweets! Take a trip to heaven and back, melt in ectsasy and taste the flavorful flavors of Chocolo Sweets! 'The first bar of chocolate is always free, but you will keep on coming back for more, guaranteed!' -Chocolo Maester" Huh, interesting... you remember there being some hero hotshot going by that name, making a fortune in the candy business, but you didn't think he would make it this big.

Hot Streak while reading "Well good for him but I'm sure he'll have his fall soon. Guess I need to locate Vorpal and LG for a fun event." looking up at the man after he is done reading the paper "Heh some times I forget I am saying things out loud. Thanks for the food it was the best I've had in a long time." taking the paper and running off to seek LG, and potentially Vorpal if that is ever possible. Hot Streak heads back in the direction of where he thought LG was and then looks for dead and listens for odd riddling and laughter.

Rukellian wrote:The Laughing Genocide speeds towards the sparkling jewel of the city, knowing full well that there is lots of fun to be had inside. You find yourself at a very large wall with a security checkpoint. It is heavily guarded with three sets of rifle patrolmen in squads of 3, dressed in standardized riot gear, a turret of some sorts on top of the entrance in the wall, and a two armored transport vehicles on standby. There is also two figures in heavy high tech armor guarding each side of the entrance. The insignia for the Atlas Security Force (A.S.F.) can be found on most of the items present. The surrounding area shows signs of previous skirmishes having been waged here, lots of nearby buildings on the verge of collapse, blast marks and craters littering the ground nearby.

Actions and or rolls please!

Genocide giggles uncontrollably at the sight.

What a wonderful place!
I wonder how much is rent for such a space.
I suppose I shall have to ask
and maybe receive a cool mask!

Genocide cloaks himself, then makes his way towards the checkpoint, hugging the nearby walls or going into any buildings and looking through any windows or broken piece of buildings.
Chameleon 20: [1d100] = 61

He will simply watch from a good vantage point in one of the buildings, do any of the rifleman squads leave for patrol?

GreyWolfVT wrote:Hot Streak while reading "Well good for him but I'm sure he'll have his fall soon. Guess I need to locate Vorpal and LG for a fun event." looking up at the man after he is done reading the paper "Heh some times I forget I am saying things out loud. Thanks for the food it was the best I've had in a long time." taking the paper and running off to seek LG, and potentially Vorpal if that is ever possible. Hot Streak heads back in the direction of where he thought LG was and then looks for dead and listens for odd riddling and laughter.

As you go back to where you last saw LG, you notice a trail of bloody gangmembers, all their throats slit wide open as well some dismemberment. The bloody mess stretches some distance and points towards the direction in which the psychotic super went. Looking ahead, you notice that the trail leads to a set of large city walls in the far distance. You wonder what could be behind them and what you will find once you reach them.

MonkeyWrench wrote:

Rukellian wrote:The Laughing Genocide speeds towards the sparkling jewel of the city, knowing full well that there is lots of fun to be had inside. You find yourself at a very large wall with a security checkpoint. It is heavily guarded with three sets of rifle patrolmen in squads of 3, dressed in standardized riot gear, a turret of some sorts on top of the entrance in the wall, and a two armored transport vehicles on standby. There is also two figures in heavy high tech armor guarding each side of the entrance. The insignia for the Atlas Security Force (A.S.F.) can be found on most of the items present. The surrounding area shows signs of previous skirmishes having been waged here, lots of nearby buildings on the verge of collapse, blast marks and craters littering the ground nearby.

Actions and or rolls please!

Genocide giggles uncontrollably at the sight.

What a wonderful place!
I wonder how much is rent for such a space.
I suppose I shall have to ask
and maybe receive a cool mask!

Genocide cloaks himself, then makes his way towards the checkpoint, hugging the nearby walls or going into any buildings and looking through any windows or broken piece of buildings.
Chameleon 20: [1d100] = 61

He will simply watch from a good vantage point in one of the buildings, do any of the rifleman squads leave for patrol?

All three squads are currently patrolling the area, on the move. They have not spotted you or anything in particular yet, though the two heavily armored guards do not move from their posts. You swear that you thought you saw one of them look directly at you, but you can't be sure.

While watching the patrols, you notice one of them stop and pull out a hand radio. It looks like they just recieved a message. All three patrols go back to the main entrance and take up positions. It is at this time that another armored transport vehicle emerges from the entrance, accompanied by even more ASF and whats this..... two supers? A young man and woman in lame looking spandex suits with capes.

As you go back to where you last saw LG, you notice a trail of bloody gang members, all their throats slit wide open as well some dismemberment. The bloody mess stretches some distance and points towards the direction in which the psychotic super went. Looking ahead, you notice that the trail leads to a set of large city walls in the far distance. You wonder what could be behind them and what you will find once you reach them.

Hot Streak knowing he is closer to LG than he is to his old friend Vorpal goes to see what is beyond the walls ahead. He also along the way walks normal and stops to rob the dead gang members of whatever money they had.

Genocide continues to watch, these new arrivals catching his interest.

"I worry about those masks
getting one will be among my tasks!
But who are these tasty snacks?
something new for me to attack?
I do love those capes, I want them now
I also want new drapes, the question is how
Let us move now, to sneak a peak!"

Genocide will super speed, while still cloaked, out of the building and into an alley that will intersect with the street the convoy is heading on.

Is everyone driving in the armored vehicle or is anyone walking the street?

The Laughing Genocide superspeeds away from the building and back into the streets, hoping to get a better tactical position on jumping the convoy. He notices that there are two group of rifleman, 3 on each side of the convoy, accompanied by a super. Everyone and everything else seems locked up in the armored vehicle being escorted. Hot Streak, in following LG's bloody trail, also notices the very same convoy. He recognizes this from the paper he read and knows what to expect inside, food, supplies, perhaps some other goodies. He stops in an alleyway on the opposite side of the street that LG is on, not really knowing that he is planning the same thing.

Both villians are about to engage in their ambush when all of a sudden, chaos ensues! Directly in front of the convoy, some distance down the road, a huge mob of people show up. This mob consists of street gangs and ruthless thugs, all armed with weapons of all sorts. And the person leading the charge, its Vorpal. With alien Rocket Launcher in tow, Vorpal aims it at the convoy, and fires. A roar sounds off behind him as the mob starts to charge.

Actions and rolls please!

Hot Streak smiles at the sight of Vorpal and attempts to seal off this exit for the convoy. Creating a wall of fire behind the convoy.

Init[1d100 +6] = 51+6 = 57

Flame Wall [1d100] = 32

Seeing the chaos ensue directly in front of him makes Genocide giggle uncontrollably, his twisted smile becoming even wider, almost too wide for his face. He remains cloaked, keeping an eye on the two supers to see what their powers are.