_Yves_

As long as the begging isn't "can you spare some influence?" you'll be ok.

Try posting or looking at the Virtue forums, if you haven't already found one.

For folks that don't know the history of it, Virtue was unilaterally declared the unofficial RP servers by RPers on during the beta of the game. A lot of folks followed, more folks followed, and building on that.. is what's here today.

S.I.R.E.N.
Following the unfortunate events of KGB Section 8, and with her own baggage with the 5th Column/Council and Sky Raiders, Hedda von Velikai founded the Sisters' International Revolutionary Empowerment Network to "agitate" for women's rights everywhere. SIREN puts on a public face as any other women's rights organization, actively seeking to help battered wives, widows, and orphans. Less publicly and more ominously, several individuals targeted by or critical of SIREN's agenda have conveniently vanished.

In truth, SIREN is pro-woman past many reasonable definitions of terrorism. Yet SIREN maintains it is working for a better world... and will use any means to achieve it.

((Currently in coalition with Crime Factor, currently teetering on the narrow edge between villainy and heroism. CoH Global: @Yves))

((Unfairly enough, I based the character on the song. Mundian to Bach Ke aka "Beware of the Boys" by Panjabi MC. iTunes has the music video, if you want to hear a legal, free version. So.. Short and sweet.))


"Do you Bhangra?"

Hemangini Rai sinuously swayed her body, keeping her kohl-darkened eyelids fixed on her partner. He gulped, and said, "Hey, I'm up for anything you want ma'am!"

An offer worth considering, She pressed her hand against his chin, to get a better look at his profile. The flashing dance floor, a tap, her mehndi caught in the light, and the music moved to a slower beat.

"Bhangra is dance, my friend," she said distantly smiling warmth. "It gets later, so I bid you good night."

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Coat check, and she had her duffel. Ladies' room up front wasn't busy, and largely those readying to go in. Blocking off a washbasin with her larger things, the bow and quiver, the rest of the bag, she started to braid her hair to the reflection. It wouldn't be practical to keep it down.

She froze a moment as another kicked her bow, in addition knocking some more of her things to the carpet. Picking up the bow and putting it back with an wry grin, the nearly fully spandex-clad figure, said, "Oops. I didn't mean anything by that! Let me help!"

Hemangini smiled at her. "It's all right. I see you're further along than I am."

"Yep!" She wore yellow, with large bulky gloves and flared boots. Nearly seven feet tall, with an athletic figure. Her mask wasn't on, so a friendly open face. Blue eyes and blonde hair.

"My superhero name is Lucky Ducky! Are you new to Paragon City! I haven't seen you around before!" They shook hands.

"I'm Hemangini Rai," she said. Hemangini coiled the left braid over her ear, pinning it in place.

"That can't be your superhero name! It's sounds so complicated!"

"I am not sure such is necessary for me," she said. "I am a foreigner here, and would not presume to hold some title so soon."

"Whatdya mean? All you have to do is tell them at the superhero desk. And, if no-one else has it, you've got it!"

She finished her other braid. Should she explain her feelings? Her father's hope she would find a better life in the states, her mother's wish she marry suitably and settle. At least her friends from home understood. In Punjab, perhaps she would, even to a stranger in the washroom. Defying and working to find a real place in the world.

"Hey!" Ducky said picking up the scattered remnants of Hemangini's purse. "Your Superhero ID card doesn't say Herman-jinni on it!"

"What?" She grabbed it, blinked to be sure she had read correctly: Preetee Kaur. Preetee Kaur? She remembered her young brothers' enthusiasm at City Hall; she let them fill out the forms didn't she?

Preetee Kaur, bemused, said, "I guess you're right." She shrugged, shouldered the bow, pressing the remaining items into a compact pack, and pocketing them.

Lucky said, "Well, now you're ready to go too! Canya help with some missions of mine? A friend of mine told me about these clockwork machines...!"

Nodding and smiling, Preetee followed. Heading out to find her mettle on the streets of Paragon City.

I haven't changed anything in my character (Emp/Psi) since the game started... resulting in changes that are a mixed bag, but feels like more improvements than reductions. Still have all my respecs. So the "perfect build" is ever-changing. If you wait long enough, maybe it'll come back to whatever random powers are chosen anyway?

You might have better luck on Virtue, the unofficial RP server. The Virtue forums would even be helpful.

I'm a little worried that making all the other powersets more balanced will make defenders less useful. Because defenders are there to cover the holes the other powersets can't.

Name: Yves
Server: Virtue
Security Level: 44
Archetype: Defender

Hmm.. Ok. I guess I can do it, if there's doing to be done...

((Hello.

I was wondering if anyone had an experiences or ideas to share on this topic. The email's there... Supergroups are there... has anyone been taking advantage of this for roleplaying?))

((Agree with shadowplay...

Also, if you can wait long enough - several months to a year - there are a few small hints that Portal Corporation MAY someday allow transfer between servers. I could be overly optimistic, though.))

I kinda a like hearing all the robot talk. But I'm kinda weird.

Next time you come across this problem, Query "Bob" (or whatever the name of the robot is) for a "brief mode" or a "non-verbose mode." Or ask them to download or write the module. That could work.