Good to be back!

https/www.kickstarter.com/projects/huntersbooks/altered-carbon-the-role-playing-game

and of course... Eclipes Phase 1 and 2 RPG games. 

I like eclipse phase, one becuase I'm a backer from the kickstarer and two....its FREE!. Yup... EP is free.

X00032:8.Y00001:12.Z00054:5, On the Mean Streets | South Night City Integrate | Midcity | UrbanZone - March 9th, Day 3 (Sunday), 01:20 PM PST

Weather Conditions: High City (Thunderstorms, 15 mph winds from the NE.) | Midcity (Rain, 10mph winds from the NE.) | Undercity (Fog and Rain, no winds.)

Air Quality Index: High City = 25 | Midcity = 42 | Undercity = 75 (masks required)

A ping sounds in Charlie’s head and a message notification pops up. It’s from Starlight.

Drop: 0900 tomorrow morning. Coordinates will be delivered 1 hour before.

Charile gets some study time in and waits for 0800 with the coords to pass on to the group. 

“I owe you all an apology,” Casino states, “mostly you Ghlahn and you Charlie. I let my emotions get in the way of my experience and that could have cost us all our lives. Though I can’t promise it will never happen again, I’ll do my damnedest to keep it in check.”

“ No reason to apologize, and your dead right... having someone trying to be in charge that allows emotions to get in the way would get a group of edge runners killed or worse. I will continue to watch over the group and help to the best of my abilities. All that I need everyone to do is simply their jobs, stay in their lanes. I’ll take care of the rest and get everyone paided. You solos need to be more like the Metal Cee here and just pull triggers when needed. Techs need to build/ repair weapons, armor and deal with the vehicles. Medtechs should be checking over everyones cybernetic, check on the health and welfare of the group.  Nomads should be used as scouts for recon missions . War drivers are all about info, buying, selling and hacking”. 

My job....is to bring it all together

Charlie, pops his collar on his suit. 

 “It’s all about style and fashion here in the Night city, because if you're going to do anything you really need a new style or Gig. Otherwise why would anyone deal with you?. 

“Now... take a look at the threads that I'm wearing, last month it was part of the hottest fashion, but I’ll need to get something new again... and real soon. Otherwise...

Charlie tilts his head for a sec, then I’d look like most of you people. No offence but I don’t intend to eat kibble and bits all my life. I like real food. I want what those corpses have and more. Which leads me to my job

Negotiating, making contracts, analyzing the info that the wardrivers bring and earning credits. You need or want something... let me find it for you. I can find deals that you never will come across. But just like you other professionals... Nothing is for free, especially when it comes to wheeling and dealing. Nobody works for free... but if you do, I can find you some work...always. Oh...everyone get ready by 0900... time hacks are subject to change.  

Charlie then goes back to his wheeling and dealings on his phone. 

Looks like I got a few bites.... We can travel in two or one  vehicle but neither is cheap... per day so, if your riding... let me know so we can split the bill or you can either walk or take the bus. So.... who is in?

(( if everyone wants two vehicles, Luther will rent either one or two but if any of the PC don't wish to kick in then, they can take the busline ))

well at least its only hay fever......I hope that you get better!. 

Your evil GM in study, 

Me

Hey... pssst... Reralae. 

some flying thing just killed an innocent man by taking his head and now your on a rooftop with some flying thing that is carring a spear. Maybe.... just maybe this thing will act nice to you and then kill you so that you will only have 8 more lives. Go ahead....the flying thing looks friendly with that weapon in his hand. 

acrobatic... nope, areobatics. And what are your chances?.... Your a friggin superhero.... you only died once before... so what is the wrost that could happen?.

*evil smirks

"Also - is Samael able to see the thing CC is chasing?"

hummmmm ... fly down and ask the cat like creatur that obviously made the crowd dispurse and panic. Maybe that cat looking thing was the thing that killed you. So.... fly down and ask her for some coffee at starbucks then. Oh... if she asks for some blood and to bite you. Yeeeeeahhh I'd do that when I go out on a first contact ( Date ), *chuckles

Samael began to fly in ever expanding circles outward from the church and over the city, doing his best not to draw attention but looking for any signs of anyone who might need his help.Movement from the ground was normal... but when a group of people run in  burst pattern, this is what would catch Samael's eye. Something was moving at non human speed in leaps and bounds from roof to roof, was this the threat?.

** your perception is so good that you will probably miss nothing, even with a higher TN ( Target number ), good job!

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Her nose never lies.... 

She couldn’t see it but she could smell from where it once was. Lifting her nose in the air, so many smells, from the urine to the sea salt to the daily garbage that was going to be picked up early in the morning. But wait... what was this?. Movement.... In the air, something is flying like a bird. Your ears twicth in a cat like fashion to hear the beating for wings form above.

** If I calulated this corrrectly... you can jump preety high as in a vertical jump, impressive

your keen sence of smell, you can TRY to figure out where it is... but it's moving fast, so its all about where it was for now. BUT you can remeber this smell... 

wow... that was a awesome post.... but if you do't mind. I would like to point out one small thing. Food.... 

most people either eat krill, scop or kibble. Anything fresh like meat would cost too much for 1oz. what is kibble.... well purina ( yes the dog food people) took over the main stay after america's bread basket failed. The USA couldn't feed itsself so most food companys found way to just keep us alive. So... most food either is dog food or comes out of a plastic toothpaste tube like the astronuats minus the great taste of tang!. you want pizza?... its in a tube, you want steak?... what might look like toothpaste and TASTE nothing like steak is what you will get. 

This is why everyone is basicly an edgerunner... everyone is always starving. For most edgerunners everything that is own is carried. Everyone sleeps on the ground or a cardboard box unless they have money. 

Once again, I loved reading the post, the colors and the details..... 

I would like to make the rolls in roll 20 is that okay with everyone?

yes, you both are obviously quite near... so lets see what happens next. 

X00032:8.Y00001:12.Z00054:5, On the Mean Streets | South Night City Integrate | Midcity | UrbanZone - March 9th, Day 3 (Sunday), 01:03 PM PST

Weather Conditions: High City (Thunderstorms, 15 mph winds from the NE.) | Midcity (Rain, 10mph winds from the NE.) | Undercity (Fog and Rain, no winds.)

Air Quality Index: High City = 25 | Midcity = 42 | Undercity = 75 (masks required)

“Well,” Blossom looks around the room. “I’m going to see what I can find on Falcone.” Activating her bracer, the netrunner’s keyboard forms. Beginning to type, she glances over at Charlie and Fixer, then Casino and Bloodbank, and finally Echo. “You gatos gonna just hang out and stare? Kinda creepy.”

Luther checks the tone of everyone in the air..... 

Luther Washington - Fixer:To Perceive: 17

Luther puts his head down and taps away at his keys on his agent once again. He starts to look for his first temporary vehicle, something for 3-4...maybe. 

** awh... yeah... .these look okay ** he thinks to himself. 

Luther Washington - Fixer:Streetwise: 14

starts to look for a vehicle.

** but i’ll still need something more.... Maybe one of these will do as a another team vehicle ** his thoughts continue.

Luther Washington - Fixer:Streetwise: 15

looking for a secondary vehicle

Luther Washington - Fixer:To Hit: 18

still trying to charm blossom

“ message to blossom” 

Luther makes contact with those that are willing to loan vehicles

Luther Washington - Fixer attempts to wheel and deal!

Luther Washington - Fixer:To Streetdeal: 19

Luther Washington - Fixer attempts to wheel and deal!

Luther Washington - Fixer:To Streetdeal: 16

two sets of vehicles

tires to set up a deal for a third vehicle... just in case neither fits the bill

Luther Washington - Fixer attempts to wheel and deal!

Luther Washington - Fixer:To Streetdeal: 18

19, 16, then 18

and yes.... I still say groovy.

This is the Q&A thread for Espatier's Mutants and Masterminds game

As soon as the nekomata woman changed her form and took on the complexion she was able to blend very well among her fellow asians. Coming out of the alley that was oh so small from the Tin How Temple

Just as she was about to ask where the closest transit area was, she heard commotion coming from the alley as an elderly man with at least 6 young men with sticks pushing a younger asian man out into the open. 

“ Shame on you for robbing your own people, you have no face!, for shame on you!” the elder spoke and the younger 6 began to once again beat the would be mugger?. 

“ No senor, it's true... she bit me and took the purse for herself it wasn’t me!” 

I high shrill female voice contested that remark “ “you lie... you lie, the woman gave me back my things that you stole, you... you deliequiet.. You!”

“ Please tell them that she bit me and that she nearly killed me. My stomach hurts and then she --” 

 "Hello," She offered with a fang-less smile, "I'm rather lost right now - could you tell me the time, and point me towards the nearest transit stop?"

“ It's ... “ The young lady with a small child looked at her watch then to her and spoke “ It's almost 1023 pm. You can go to the clay st and stockton stop, it's  about two to three blocks”. The young woman pointed the way. 

“No..no, really,  look she ripped my clothing to make a bandage... see... I have a wound!”. The man showed his arm to the small forming crowd. 

The ones closer gasped

Murmurs echoed

“ It's true...”

The eldest Man then moved closer to examine the wound.... “ We take you first to Dr. Yee, then to the Police!” 

Murmurs continued to echo through the crowd.. “ Was it a dog?” a passerby asked another  “No.. it was a woman”. 

“No woman can make a bite like that... your crazy , blind or stupid” A fatter man interjected himslef into the conversation that was building up with the crowd. 

“ Too many strange things have been happening at night this year. Did you hear about the witch they found?” A person remarked. 

“ Stop it all of you”  a middle aged man spoke to the crowd “you are all a bunch of superstitious... GOSSIPERS!”... most of the crowd began to argue up until 

“ There is not such a thing as monsters, ghosts or ---” the man spoke as he was lifted into the air by something big, dark and fast. 

The crowd panicked , yelled, screamed and everyone started to run for cover. 

Languages added

i'll post most character updates on tuesdays so when you recheck your PDFs they should then reflect all updates. 

silly question... 

does copycay speak chiense or japanese only?.. or does she speak all languages?. Inquiring minds want to know!

nekomata woman

Her eye adjusted to the light of the asain temple that were holding of prayers.  But why was she in the temple and not her home?. Are the gods so cruel to disturb her from her sleep?. 

The woman looked around her unfamiliar surroundings and began to move around the temple. Her cat ear twitched as she tried to pick up new sounds.... 

The woman stood still

*listened for a bit then with a great leap she climbed the wall and looked for a way out of the temple. Within a few minutes, the nekoma woman found that opportunity. 

As she emerged from the temple and to the roof of the structure, this was home... and it certainly wasn’t Kansas, even though she had never visited Kansas before either. 

The sight before her....

Reralae nekomata woman aka Copy cat aka Vampira 

Alacrity ?

Eol Fefalas Samael

That is what I need a Q an A thread or anything else people can think of. Brom sal's game that I'm in.. Flesh and blood. He has a nice set up as well. That would be something that I could build off of. 

I'm planning on adding the next super hero in now and where  should I post more about the game?.

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• Modern as in: late 1900s or 2000?. I would like to make it 1990ish... if that is ok with everyone.


• Superhero are only from comics... they aren't real?. Or... are they?


•  please feel free to have encounters with non super types, rescues, etc. 


• any common support characters or "B" cast, shoot me a DM or PM and I will add that info to your sheet so that I can go back and use things in your backgrounds that are both good and bad. 


• Thanks for your support and I'll keep trying to get better

sorry for the delay

Sister Maria Crocifissa della Concezione finally caught her breath and spoke calmly... 

“ Glory to the almighty” the sister spoke in english... “ You have risen, child” The sister cast her eyes downward and turned her attention to the running footsteps that could be now heard” 

“Please, miss,” he smiled softly, “It’s… I… You don't need to... Where am I?” Samael ask his question. 

“Your in the basement of the church, you remember, yes?” 

“Oh..” she gasped as she could hear the footsteps

“ I can hear the father coming , I’m sure that he will explain it all to you since you have been dead”. 

The footsteps go closer as a newer figure came into view. 

“ what happened sister” Father Haernadex asked the sister as she moved away from the doorway. 

“ Look” The sister pointed into the room as father Hernadez entered and smiled as he spoke. 

“I knew it, praise the almighty, I had faith that you would return to us here”. The Father explained. “ Oh my goodness, lets get you some clothing that will fit you. Father hernadez moved over to a corner to retrieve samael's greaves, plate and lion cloth”. 

“Here, I think that you might be missing these...” the father smiled “so... what was the other side like and did the big man talk to you about us?” he questioned. 

Father hernadez waved his hands and then said “ Nevermind... if it is be be relieved to me, it will be of his will... So. alot has happened since you left us and we must be very careful from now on”. 

“Sister... throw on a pot of coffee and clear the way to the kitchen... “Im sure that your famished, right?” he asks. 

“ Better yet... sister!” 

The sister once again stopped in her tracks to obey his commands 

“ Yes Father?” 

“ To the... *whistles*.. You know, yes?” He give a head tilt

“ Awwwh... yes, Father to the Aerie, I understand. It shall be done, Father. 

The sister quickly exited from outside the room down the hallway to complete her task. 

“ Well then... Samael, i’m sure that you must have some question or.......not for me but I must impress upon you that your activities in the past have attracted not so nice people, okay?” 

Father herndez then excused himself as Sameal was getting dressed in from of him, he turned to the side

“ You remember that girl.... You know, the girl that you found, like a stay, yes?” Father hernadez tilted his head back and forth. “ Well... after she told her story to the newspaper. People came to the city to see if you were real...” 

“ I hid you for a reason Samael... to do good but to leave the glory to a higher calling, yes, you under me, no?” he still poke in a thick hispanic accent. 

“ I’m not questioning the all might’s work... but your making it hard to hide you. I have to move your body twice, my friend, No bueno. 

Father hernandez turns to samuel as he is full dressed. 

“ Awh... look at you my son, you are muy guapo...” 

After many questions and answers Father Hernaez leads our hero to his Arie.... above the catholic church. 

“ Now remember samael, Don’t let anyone see you, for it will bring others and trust no one for they will sell you for a few coins to line their pockets' '. 

In the Arie

Above in one of the tower the two talked in more detail about San francisco and how people were beginning to notice samael's exploits. 

https://goo.gl/maps/ra7jDRzX8jMzQJFK7

“Now Samael, promise me that you will be more careful.... Examine the map at your leisure and try to find safe places to hide while doing good works for the almighty, and remember... Everyone is still afraid, my son. So many people believe but the devil’s workshop has a full effect in this city. 

First post is up.... 

@Eol Fefalas

You just came back to life you guess... but everything else is cloudly without the meatballs. Your spear fell from your body and is on the floor, oh... and a woman is screaming something in spanish. You don't have spanish on your character sheet but guess the best way that you can.

Samael's gasping for the cold air that filled his lungs hurt almost as much as the effects from whatever he was recovering from. Some sort of cloth was covering his eyes as he began to move to figure out what had happened. Pulling aside the cloth that was covering his, his surrounding looked even stranger to him. A bare room with a small wooden door and silence to compliment the mood. 

Rising up from a cold slab of some sort, Samael could see that he was disrobed and a metal object was protruding from his left side. Scanning around the room he could only see a smaller metal table with several metal medical looking instruments on it and some weird looking long pipe with a tube on it. 

** Footsteps ** 

He could hear footsteps  in the distance and a closing of a door, then ..... spanish music? In the distance growing lound with each step that was getting closer. Samael’s wings were bound but not for long as his began to attempt to get up and his feet touched the cold stone flooring. As soon as he began to spread them, the death shroud removed in a instant as he began to stand. 

And.... that was about the same time when Sister Maria Crocifissa della Concezione walked into the room with her headphones (earbuds), took one look at a very relieving and naked Samael, dropping her her saws all on the floor and screaming for Father Hernandez in spanish. Then she covered her eye to his visage. 

Padre padre Hernandez!.

“Es un milagro! ¡El ángel samael ha resucitado como nuestro salvador! ¡Oh priase las saitns de arriba!”

With the saws all dropping to the floor, also the spear that was piercing him through his left side dropped from his body as he began to spread his wings. 

** Clang **

the scream and then saws all fell, then

** CLANG ** went the spear from his body.

I think that I almost have everyone's characters... 

Now the hard part....

With a wave of a hand Charlie, brushes off the sugguestion that they look at the benefactor.. the group was still too green and a few of these gringos would talk and that might be the end of them all. No.. Charile was going to let them figure it out for themselves. He had his orders and he would contiune to make sure that the contract wouldn't suffer till these edge runner got salt in their shoes. 

" Someone need to sit on these two...." Charile mentions to the group as he takes seat and begins to use his agent phone to connect to the darknet web. 

** Looking for another set of wheels with cybernetic controls only and space for these choombas **

(( Need a list to roll against ))

next item on his list is too study for a bit and maybe grab some shuteye time till a message comes in from Starlight and the location. 

" I would sugguest to the solos... PCI (PreCobamt Inspection), recheck your ammo levels and clean your weapons while you have the downtime". Charile comments to the group.... " We are not out of the woods yet".

Charile will ask Fixer... "would you mind looking the vehicle over before I turn it back over to it's owners, please" 

once again charile taps out another mesage to Starlight titled " teammates "