Mr_Grey
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I am now drowning in a pool of my own drool.
It's interesting. They've gone a step towards going "level-less." We still have levels, of course, but with the right team, this becomes like Fallout... Even a Level 1 character could beat the End Boss. -
Is huggable!
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Quote:So... Just because the novelty wears off they should be removed?Originally Posted by NuclearToast
Cutscenes are awesome. ONCE.
--NT
Frankly, I like the cutscenes. They add an element of storyline to the adventure we would otherwise have missed.
Just because they interfere with grinding out a Task Force or a mission doesn't mean they should be removed. -
Comes up with interesting ways to use super powers...
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1. What is your favorite word?
Xylophone. It's fun to say.
2. What is your least favorite word?
Aardvark. It just looks DUMB!
3. What turns you on?
A chipper attitude.
4. What turns you off?
Curmudgeons.
5. What sound or noise do you love?
Bacon sizzling in a pan.
6. What sound or noise do you hate?
Anything grating on stone. It sets my teeth on edge and sends chills through my bones.
7. What is your favorite curse word?
Oh, they're all blase now. I prefer mixing and matching.
8. What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?
Actor.
9. What profession would you not like to participate in?
Anything involving a slurry pit.
10. If heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?
God: "Hey. How ya doin'?" -
Quote:"Sounds like you folks have history," Kip commented, "Oh... Yeah... I'll stop callin' ya Hippy. It's only funny a few times within a certain span... But next time we meet..."Originally Posted by FloatingFatMan
Ellie rolled her eyes at the larger woman. "Amy, if we called your dad, he'd take a look at the whale, possibly even repair the damage, then stick a slave controller in it's brain and use it to cause even MORE choas, right?"
She paused a moment, letting Amy think about it. "Then we'd probably end up actually killing the poor thing, and chasing your dad all over the city again before he finally jumps into that damned timeportal thing of his and scarpers again."
She smirks at Amy, knowing she's going to get away with this. "And if that happens, I'd have to arrest YOU for suggesting it, and stick you in the Zig with the other hippies."
He smirked again.
"I wouldn't recommend letting a mad scientist get a hold of Krill. For all we know, he's the result of a mad scientist's work. On another note, I know a mad scientist, and he wouldn't be able to do squat with what happened to this whale... At least, not until he had a week to research what he was doing, and then it would probably be too late. I'm standing by on my stance that we may need some mystical intervention to help repair this damage, but I agree that we also need somebody who knows what to do with this poor animal's physiology."
He took a breath and let it out, pondering the situation still.
"The problem is that we don't know how Krill's physiology's been tampered with. We really should catch up and take a look at those chemicals, find out what the scanning has to say." -
I'd like to make an addendum to my prior post.
American Ba dass would probably make a better closer for your show, Rasta, considering how opinionated you tend to get.
Or maybe you can just close a rant with it
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Quote:Unless it's inversely proportionate.Originally Posted by Golden_Girl_EU
I did a quick conversion in my Super Special Colors-To-Numbers Device, and magenta came out as 9.93, so it looks like I was pretty close
In which case, I think you'd prefer something more like Turquoise. -
Kipland chuckled a little as Tiger White recommended he simply leave the scene with his girlfriend.
"Nah, she was ticked at me getting into another argument. Frankly, she loves her job here... But I shouldn't speak for her. Suffice it to say, there's no problem with helping in the rest of the investigation."
Quote:"No problem, Hippy."She looked at Kip and sighed, "I'm sorry I nearly pounded your face into the ground...just...don't call me a hippie, it's one of those buttons that you don't want to be pushing with me..."
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A lot of things I'd like have already been mentioned, vehicles, dynamic mission arcs, revamped zones/missions, but I've got another...
I want to see more of the world. Our characters are supposed to be from all across the globe (many are even from outer-space), but we've all holed up right in these two (soon to be a third, though it's in an alternate dimension) little places that are only important BECAUSE we're there.
What about New York, London, Tokyo or Moscow? Barring that, perhaps Comic Book World analogues that would give us access to the same cultures. I want to travel to places that have their own importance. I want to go to cities that probably don't care for super humans, and possibly openly discourage them. I want to have a mission where we save a President or a Prime Minister. I want missions where our characters threaten such important figures, too. The Rikti attacked the world, yet our heroes only patrol Paragon City and the Rogue Isles, while our Villains terrorize the same places.
When we first get here, the game world seems so big... Then you go to play it a few more times, and you learn that it really isn't. The development of your character winds up taking more time than it does to explore the meaty bits of the various zones.
My ultimate dream along that line is to have fan-created locales. Enable us to produce our own areas of adventure with connections to the Cities of Heroes, Villains and Rogues. Of course, that's probably an excessively improbable pipedream, so far as to be impossible.
Oh yeah, and a level 30-35 Redside Strike Force. That spot right there is one of the nastiest grinds throughout the game.
I also want to see the Villains get away from Arachnos. It was drawn to my attention that Arachnos is sort of yoked onto the Villains (I rather regret that Going Rogue precludes me from calling the Villains anything else at the moment). I also don't like the way Arachnos is an openly malevolent force in the Isles, as opposed to first appearing as they sell themselves to the rest of the world, an organization dedicated to providing security and stability in areas where the social or economic infrastructure is damaged (hence their "legal" claims to the Isles, presence in Overbrook, and their behavior in the comics when they restore the city after all the Heroes have their powers stolen from them). Our characters are roped into the Arachnos plot, whether they like it or not, while being told all the time that "they are in control of their own destinies..." While it's true, we don't HAVE to get an Arachnos Patron, we can't get "Patron Powers" without getting involved with Arachnos. It's like a big evil magnet, constantly drawing us back in. -
"That's why I recommended magic," Kip shrugged, "It's never perfect, but I've seen it get people back into working order... It got me back into working order more than a few times, and I don't just mean getting picked back up off the floor after getting my butt kicked..."
His communicator started beeping and he looked down. It was his girlfriend, waiting in the car and wondering why his argument was taking so long.
"Oh shoot... One second..." he turned aside and started talking into the device, "Hey, Cath, things calmed down... The whale's been injured in the fighting, not just subdued, and we're still looking to see what caused this whole mess... Yes, I apologized... Okay..."
He turned back to Tiger White.
"Hey, again, I'm sorry about yelling back there. I've fought a lot of monsters down alongside a lot of heroes. I'm not used to getting berated for it, and I didn't know somebody had stabbed into Krill's brain."
He turned back to the communicator.
"Babe, we're not done yet, so... I think today's turning into a work day. You know where the keys are if you want to just go home, or you can come back down here and help us sort things out. Yes, I've calmed down. No, I'm not mad at you. No, you were right, I overreacted... Uh-huh. Okay. I'll see you in a little bit."
Turning off the communicator, he returned his attention to Tiger White.
"Okay... So, island to the north? I guess that means we should head out there and find out what the junk is." -
Even after hearing all the choices (and liking American Ba dass more), I still think Eminem's Without Me is the best choice.
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I'd like in on that STF, Abrahms. I've got just the character for it, now...
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I went to sleep after posting that "Roland's 49" comment, and didn't wake up until 8:30.
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You were using that Eminem song, and I thought that set the mood really well.
I know I "gave you trouble" over it, but I was talking about the really, really raunchy joke that went on right before it that night. -
"Heh, I've got a short fuse, too," Kip replied with a short chuckle, "Normally I vent on people who've got it coming... Like Council troops. Look, if you find out anything, give me a call at this number..."
He told her his base's number and explained somebody was usually available to answer the phone.
"We're called 'Grey's Army.' We've got some... Unaffiliated friends who stay in our headquarters when they're back from abroad. They should be able to get your message to me. If there's anything required, space for a ritual, spell components, anything... I'm willing to help." -
"The Hamidon and Hydra are no less unique, but we lash into them on a regular basis," Kip replied to Tiger White, "But I get your point. Perhaps there's a magic way to help the poor critter, maybe even clear whatever had him so spooked."
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Didn't hit 50, but got a decent chunk of 49 taken out of my Trick Arrow Defender.
Cripes, I never thought ROLAND would jump forward so fast! -
2 Blips from 49.
Roland might see 50 before the Marathon finishes. -
Kip shook his head. He didn't get the need of the vigilantes who'd just shown up in the aftermath to berate the heroes who'd acted in time to save lives and punish the beast.
However, the lobotomy was harsh. The creature had not only lost its ability to emit harmful psychic assaults and manipulate the world around it through telekinesis, it had lost its ability to survive on its own.
He turned to Tiger White and floated closer to her.
"Hey," he said in as even a tone as he could manage, "I... Just... I'm sorry I got so heated. I didn't realize somebody had punched through the beast's foot-thick skull and punctured the brain. I... I haven't done anything like that to anybody... Personally. I didn't realize the damage was so extensive." -
Quote:"What the Hell are you talking about?" Kip arched an eyebrow, "I wasn't proving a God damn thing in relation to Krill Killer's diseased philosophy!"
"You were proving him right, if my information is correct, it believes every single human is a murderer of it's kind, so congradulations, you nearly were a murderer of a sentient being, you're no better than him, what makes you think that he didn't try to save his family when the whaling ships came for them, the same way the people on the beach were saved by us..."
"Oh and if you're spoiling for a fight, you're more than welcome to have a go, if you think you're upto it, nobody calls me a hippie and damn well gets away with it...I don't care about the bad PR my agent would tell me this would be, it'd be worth it to wipe that arrogant smug look off your face..."
"Oh... I see... I'm also arguing in defense of those guys who laced into the creature. Heh, yeah. I'm a martial artist, folks. There's nothing I can do to kill a creature of that size on my own. My 'laser eyes?' They're barely enough to even stun an opponent, and I can't even rely on that."Quote:Ibuprofen's eyes narrowed. "Regardless of your enemy, lethal force should never, never be your first course of action. Yet somebody decided to shove a sword between Krill Killer's eyes. I mean, it's not like he's the size of a bus or anything, presenting plenty of non-lethal areas to attack- oh wait, yes he is!"
She rubbed her own head between her eyes. Healing the whale's wounds before it was returned to the sea had required her to take on some of its pain, and she had a splitting headache.
"I don't heal animals often, but I've just felt a touch of everything that whale went though, and no court in the world would sentence it to death under the circumstances, but that's what you were prepared to do."
She looked directly at the man with the sword. "You are giving proper heroes a bad name."
"Listen, Hippy," Kip turned to Amy, his face screwed up into a scowl, "I'm not smug. Don't think your ignorance of the situation gives you any right to judge me or any other hero who acted in response to the situation we were here for! You see us as having brutally beaten Krill Killer, I see it as we had kept Krill Killer from becoming People Killer, and he got a few nasty bumps, cuts and bruises for acting on his demented nature! You think there was a peaceful solution? ******* was no better than a rabid dog when he came here, and he had declared and proven his own clear and present danger to the locals."
He took a couple breaths to compose himself and turned back to Amy Zon. He looked exhausted but still aggravated.
"You want to throw down because I called you a 'hippy,' Hippy? And you call me excessively violent. Look, you can do what you want. Beating me up won't change anything. The day is saved, the fight's over and Krill Killer is still alive, despite the fears of the incomprehensibly concerned. I'm going to go see Tiger and get what information I can about the police report she and the others intend to file."
With that, he levitated off the ground and started flying off to try to catch up to the heroes taking Krill Killer away. -
Quote:"Nobody can talk to the Kraken?" Kip chuckled, "Somebody hasn't been hired by Portal Corp to talk to the shambling masses of goo... Ahhh... A little lower, Cath..."Originally Posted by Dr_Mechano
Glares at Kip.
"Who you calling a hippie...nobody is saying save the freakin' Kraken, it cannot be reasoned with, people have tried, tried and died, Hamidon is a Super villain, he's a mad scientist who has finally achieved what he desired, immortality and being nigh unstoppable, yes it's goo but there's still a mad scientists brain in there working on converting the world..."
"There are only two creatures that should be studied and not killed, Lusca because I've never seen her go out of a way to attack a hero or even the local shipping...and Sally..."
His eyes widened and he winced.
"Ow!"
"Calm down, Kip, or I'll add heat to my pinches!" Cathryn intoned mischievously.
"I don't get it! A monster attacked people, and you guys are all 'Aw, are you okay? Do you need a hug? We don't mind that you nearly killed a bunch of folks in the water who had nothing to do with killing your friends and family.' It was an unprovoked assault, and we dealt with it in accordance to our nature, as heroes and vigilantes, as each of us saw fit. You guys are yelling at the warriors for doing their jobs, where were you to usher the civilians out of here!? You just sat there, wagging your fingers at us and going 'No, you're doing wrong! You're hurting an innocent creature!' Sally's an innocent creature. It flees when rubbed. This thing was hurling waterspouts and psychic screams. Now that it's been taken down a peg, you sit here and coo over it like it's an innocent victim. An innocent victim fights off its attackers in self defense. Why didn't he ravage the ship that slaughtered his pod? Why didn't he find out where they were from? And don't tell me, 'we don't know because we didn't get a chance to ask it...' It was here to freaking kill people and was hardly willing to talk! It announced as much before it blasted this beach to bits!"
He looked back at his girlfriend, who was frowning at him and chewing her lower lip. She was also digging into his shoulder pretty bad.
"That's starting to feel good, hun," he chirped.
"Gah! You're impossible, Kip!" Cathryn shouted as she threw up her arms in exasperation and started storming off, "You can't just let things go! Everything's gotta be a damn argument for you. Everybody's gotta see things your way or you'll chew them out to no end!"
"See, this is why we work... You get me!"
Fire-Shield's reply was a shrill growl as she snatched her towel from the sand and continued marching for the boardwalk. -
"Freaking hippies," Kip muttered as he started looking for his beach towel, "Whaling's been illegal for a couple generations, now. We were innocent and this beast assaulted us. I say he got what he deserved."
"Kip, let it go," Cathryn said soothingly, "Not everybody sees the world the way you do. Not everything can be about beating everything up."
"I'm sick and tired of it, Cath! These are the same idiots you see shouting 'don't hurt the Kraken, it doesn't know it's doing wrong!' or 'No! The Hamidon needs to be preserved and studied, not harvested for its parts!"
"Now, Kip, you're being melodramatic. If you need your feelings cheered, I could give you a shoulder rub..."
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Quote:"We've been over this," Kip hissed as he glared at Vox, "Like the android says, the whale attacked us first, with the intent to kill. We subdued it. Get over it."
"It was a bad idea to start attacking Krill Killer instead of pursuing a non-violent path to stopping it. Whatever its beef was with us could have been sorted out through communication, now we have to explain to it why our supposed 'heroes' attacked it with lethal force. -
Quote:Kip rolled his hand in a dismissive manner as the listed reasons were rattled off.
"One, there were plenty of people stuck in the water and unable to get clear. Your duty should be to making sure they get to safety first, no?"
"Two, how many whales do you know of that are psychic and telekinetic? Just because something LOOKS like a whale, doesn't mean it IS, right?"
"Three, which is best? Kill something the instant it shows you any aggression? Or at least TRY to find out why it's attacking, and maybe even disable it instead? How typically American."
"Four, since when do heroes kill anyway?"
"Oh, and five, the name's Tiger White, not Kheldian, pleased to meet you."
"I'm a fighter, not a savior," he finally answered, "And I'm Kip. I'm not arguing against your points, they're good, but we could either fight the beast and get it focused on us, or try to pull people from the water. I'd already TRIED getting in there, and the damn thing deposited me back on the sand! I did the next best thing I could and went to work doing what I know to do best."
"By the time I got to the water to help people," his girlfriend joined, "he'd already hopped up, zapped it in the head and those others kept hitting it... The fight was winding down."
"See there? The fight settled everything in the end, anyway! And I'm not saying to kill it," he added, his temper winding down, "But it certainly had that sensibility in store for us. It makes my blood boil when something takes its aggression out on innocent civilians, so I usually think 'Eye for an Eye.' Still, I'm happy with this..."
He gestured to the poor beached animal with a sweeping wave of his arm. His facial expression wasn't very indignant anymore, though. He seemed kind of disappointed.
"It's too bad," he murmured.
"I can try!" the orange-skinned Cathryn Dobson announced.Quote:With a sob, she turned to glance at the robot. "He has to go back in the water or he'll die! Can.. can we get somebody here with a forcefield, contain him in the water?"
((May as well start making plans for personally colored powers now...))
"Alright..." she whispered as she tried to make the orb grow.
She worked up a bubble that first flared a brilliant orange, then slowly turned an opaque red. Settling it on the sand to test it, she was pleased the grains didn't melt together. Unfortunately, as she tried to extend it, the bubble of heat energy turned first pink, then clear, then burst before it was even big enough to encompass the whale's tail.
"I'm sorry," she gasped as she wobbled, then leaned heavily on her boyfriend, "I'm not... I'm not strong enough..."
"Well, throw water on him," Kipland suggested, his voice suddenly softer and less agitated, "Scoop the stuff up with your forcefields and drop it on him like buckets."
"I'll try..."
Cathryn reached out to the water and a reddish hemisphere appeared on the surface. Shortly afterward, it lifted into the sky and hovered toward Krill Killer, dripping some water as it went. Unable to control how much she could release from the impromptu container, she released control and the bubble popped, dropping a few gallons of seawater on the whale's back.
"Try again, hon," Kip gave her a hug, "Keep doing it until more help arrives."
Cathryn nodded and lifted another half-orb of water out of the ocean to bring to the whale.