Tyger

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Can I make a request as well?

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But of course - can you link to a screenie, please?

[/ QUOTE ]Well since you're taking requests...

Huge Tyger
Tyger-Girl
Tyger

Pwetty Pwease

All amazing pieces, especially Ledger Joker (Why so serious?)

Tyger would vote Obama if he could (mainly because he's anti-hunting, being part animal himself)

William Benedict would vote McCain, mainly because he's a die-hard republican, Christian and he's been in a coma for five years.

Most of my others are unable or unwilling to vote

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ooh ooh, draw me!

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And me too, however you want me

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Smiling as the man walked up to the bar, he quickly made his drink. Glancing at the wad of money, he replied "We sure do sir." Then, sniffing the air, his smile turned to a smirk, "Aah, you're human.."

[/ QUOTE ]William picked up his drink with a "thank you" and moved down the bar toward Mechano, carefully avoiding contact with the shape-shifting lizard-girl next to him. He sat down next to Ed, placed his drink on the counter before quickly turning and raising it in the air.

"Cheers"

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Edward looked over to William Benedict and muttered, "Dudes got some brass balls for a normal human..."

[/ QUOTE ]He took a mouthful and set it back on the counter as he leaned over to Ed and whispered:

"Actually, they're Impervium"

He smiled as he faced the bar again, not seeming to care about the eyes watching him.

"And I'm glad I caught you anyway. The chaos in the city has made people rather panicky. My sales figures on home defense and weapons have gone through the roof. Gotta love the media coverage for that..."

He took another sip, noticing Leeches, raising his glass to her with a sly smirk and then refocused on Ed.

"Plus I think you can help me in a more direct way. Villainy is all well and good but nine to five pays the bills..."

William Benedict stepped into the bar looking strangely out of place. A smart suit, swept back hair, goatee and round sunglasses; he'd have looked more at place in a casino or some charity fundraiser. He stepped up to the bar and without batting an eyelid ordered a rum and coke before slamming down a wad of $100 bills on the counter. He looked at it for a moment before asking rather politely:

"I'm assuming you take US currency here and not some strange unit I've not been told about?"

His eye caught sight of Ed amongst the others; a grin formed on his face.

"Ages Past"

Gar Imperiat, London
The Empress stepped into the control chamber of the Citadel, looking round, finding the seat she wanted empty.

"Where is he?"

The soldiers reading the monitors all looked at one another, deciding amongst themselves who should answer. One of them took the initiative, tired of his colleagues cowering.

"He left earlier, Empress. To watch a movie"

She looked at him with contempt but could see he spoke the truth.

"Thank you"

She left, strolling out of the room. The mutterings of the soldiers were obviously geared towards 'suck-up'.




Gar Palace, King's Lynn
Tyrone had watched these two movies about a guy called Neo and his super-powers and was reaching the end of the third, his attention focused on the interaction between the two main characters. So engrossed that he didn't notice his first wife had already walked in and observed him. She walked over and put her arms round him but he remained vigilant, watching the film as it finished. As the credits began to roll she straddled him to block his sight of the screen and he smiled.

"Hello, my dear"
"You seemed to be enjoying that a little too much"
"Well it makes a refreshing change to be swept away in the narrative as opposed to knowing everything inside and out before anyone utters a word. I particularly enjoyed the Smith character..."

She smiled and did a double-take looking over her husband. Her face dropped as she recognised who was there.

"Seems you have visitors..."
"I know"

She stepped off him and headed out of the room.

"Let me know when they've gone, I needed to shower anyway"

Tyrone stood up and casually walked over to the drinks cabinet, pouring himself his favourite.

"Must you interrupt me on these moments?"
"You seemed to be rather lax in your pursuit of our ultimate objective"
"Maybe because it's still working, despite your impatience"
"The Echelon is concerned that your fondness for your acolyte is blinding you..."

Tyrone slammed the bottle he was pouring from down on the edge, turning to face his ethereal visitors

"My fondness is none of your business and I'll thank you to keep out of my head"
"But your feelings for her are strong..."
"... And under control. And it's not her per-sae but her alternate, the one of this world who I cared for. She carried three of my children, including my first-born son and then died because of some arrogant fool's impatience"
"And you see our concern with that"
"Having these feelings and unleashing them are two very separate things. I faught long and hard for this position and I won't let anything jeopardise it"
"It still means you..."
"ANYthing!"

A silence washes over them all as Tyrone finished mixing his drink, remembering how he came to this point...

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I don't know who else has noticed this but EVERY SINGLE enhancement drop I've had from ToTing has been Technology in Origin.

[/ QUOTE ]I've also noticed that any Ghost, Crotoa, ToT or 'Ghostworld' variant also drop tech enhancements.

Rather annoying about the Spirits, having only just managed to get the Buster badge on my Spines/Dark Scrapper; tis lucky I managed to get them on the toons I care about badging with last year.

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Cooperation
Grants a small prestige bonus per SG mate in team.

This shouldn't be too hard to implement. It's basically a way to reward those who play a lot with their SG folks. As for the percentage of bonus, I'd go with something like this:

Total of SG members in team
% Prestige bonus

1 = 0%
2 = 5%
3 = 8%
4 = 13%
5 = 17%
6 = 21%
7 = 25%
8 = 30%

Whaddya think?

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Make it so EVERY team member gets the bonus and then I'll agree. Why should only one group get the benefit? Make it boost the team's prestige return so every participant's group reaps the reward

I got a response from mine (petitioned twice).

It appears to be a known issue with large or lots-of-special-character mails (mine was a build for a firekin) and they are currently working on the problem.

Temp fix: keep mails short and use less special characters

Tyger smiled and nodded. He pointed to the main doorway

"That way leads to the lifts. If you get lost, just ask a peon to help you find the portal room. They should all be aware of who you are by now"

He moved to the desk and hit a comm panel.

"Get the defenses ready and find me the scientist who's supposed nullifier obviously isn't working and have him lashed. Last thing we need is that stripey, glowing, yellow freak throwing his glowing energy out again"

Tyger handed her a list of names, a rather short list.

"Not had the time in recent months due to..."

RIKTI PORTAL APERTURE DETECTED, THIRTY MINUTES TO FULL TRANSPOSURE

"... well, that actually."

The voice boomed out through the city, Tyger stood there unafraid, carrying on his conversation.

"Feel free to pick out any others you might choose. The Unionverse isn't the only one I patrol.. as you are already aware."

"No"

He took several more sips before dipping his finger into the drink and running it round the rim.

"There was some subliminal programming but after some tireless and costly exposure by the resistance, they managed to keep it from being 'installed', so to speak. The upshot is she's caused more chaos in your world than she realises"

He poured a drink for Alicia and handed it to her.

"She won't be a problem though. I have someone who can track her down"

"I'd imagine that it's because you want me.."

He let his voice trail off for a moment, almost teasing her with innuendo.

"... to help reform the Illuminati on your Earth and since I have succeeded where the others haven't as yet, I was chosen to be your guide."

He walked over to a large cabinet and opened it, a display of familiar and unfamiliar drinks along with crystal glasses of an elegant yet simple design. Taking two of them, he poured the liquid from one of the clear bottles into a glass and displaced the rest with a dark caramel colored one which fizzed up. It seems that while he was physical dissimilar to his Union counterpart, they still shared the same taste in drinks.

"Drink, my dear?"

A smirk formed on his face, amused at how she could know such a thing.

"Indeed I did. A pity you had to burn first and I had to ensure you were alive... in some way or another"

Tyrone stepped up out of his chair, eyes switching between the weaponry on the desktop and their owner. He leaned against the desk, arms folded and sideways-on to Alicia looking away from her.

"I know what you're thinking; if he keeps talking and looking away like that, I might be able to pick up one of my guns and pump two, maybe three rounds into his chest before he can react"

Tyrone looked at her with his one good eye, smiling at her.

"Of course, if you do that, you'll not find out why you are here."

Tyrone took several deliberate steps forward, moving away from the desk, turning so he faced her.

"The decision is yours, my dear"

Dimension Omega 27-3
Somewhere in the remnants of the 5th Column base, Striga Isle

The portal made a couple of brief flashes before it stabalised, the aperture exposed to the courtyard of the base as a single figure stepped through and took a slight tumble as the uneven ground, covered in rubble was a sudden change to the flat Portal Corps gantry. Pistol stood straight, an observer would've thought it were quite comical... as Tyrell did. The quantumn scanner had been right again, portal location bang on target. Although Tyrell had been hoping for more Rikti, he didn't mind picking on a naive dimension-hopper.

"Capture her, don't hurt her"

His father's voice rang through his consciousness. Tyrell was a little disappointed but his father's will be done. Tyrell focused as he sank into the building heading through the rock towards his target.

Pistol checked her surroundings. Aside from the roman numerals along with the red and black banners, she recognised it as the Council Base on Striga. Disused and abandoned, only a few noises from local wildlife and overgrowth of vegetation covered what must've been one hell of a battle. Her solace was interrupted as a carrier flew overhead. Arachnos, but not quite. The design was similar but heavily modified, much more streamlined and without the garish red coloring. It hovered over as several troopers jumped out and survived a significant drop, weapons bared on Pistol. She wondered, had she been wrong this time? She drew her guns and they stopped in their tracks.

"What? Six of you, only one of me and you're already afraid?"

Pistol stood proud, a smile on her face not realising that Tyrell was feeding his rocky form up through the rubble behind her and in one swift motion stabbed his tranq pen into her neck making her spin round and shoot him once in the face. The last thing she saw before losing consciousness was Tyrell's smiling face as he spat out the bullet.


Gar Imperiat, Devogon City
Several hours later
Pistol awoke from her forced slumber to find she was sprawled out on a divan, sectioned offside to the rest of the room and rather large for one. Then she noticed her guns were gone and that she wasn't quite alone. A large desk in front of an equally large window and a chair right in the centre. She rolled off and stood up noticing her guns were on the desk. Pistol walked to her weapons, eager to reclaim them.

"Wait a moment, Miss Barzini."

Pistol had just about reached for her gun when a voice from the chair froze her. The chair spun round and there he was. She recognised him, even with the scar on his face... Tyrone Gar.

"Nice to see you again, Alicia"

Dimension Omega 27-3 'Devogon'
Portal Corps access:Restricted <No futher information>
February 23rd 2023, 6:42 a.m. World Time

[u]Tokyo[u]
The Rikti invasion had come early but the city was still prepared. Already two cruisers had met their fate, dispersing in the air as the energy blast tore them apart but the Mothership and it's remaining support were still hovering above. The shield had not been completed and so the invaders had managed to teleport to the streets. The Imperiat forces were tearing through them, keeping the streets as clear as they could as the massive defense cannon had finally charged enough and locked onto its target. With a bright flash and an earth-shattering boom, it fired and within a few seconds obliterated the mothership, scattering it's atoms into the aether. The invasion was ended.

The Empress watched from Tokyo Tower, the carnage was something she enjoyed. She relished it. Worthy opponents to mangle and crush beneath her. Her moment of pleasure was shattered as another dimensional alert came through her bracer. This time she smiled and made her way to the elevator, down to the portal room.

A single figure emerged from the awaiting portal as the Empress made her entrance. The figure of William Benedict became visible and the once ready soldiers stood down to an awaiting state. The Empress smiled and moved to him as he picked her up and embraced her.

"Welcome home, my love."

The sight was something the soldiers witnessed often in the last year; the two of them locked in a passionate embrace.

"I brought something with me this time..."

He turned to face the portal as another, smaller figure stepped through carrying a rather large particle accelerator on her own. Lucky was a cyborg though and carrying it was a simple task for her. She dropped it down with loud thud, the markings of Crey Corp clearly visible on it's housing. As one soldier tried in vain to move it on his own William smiled.

"Would you mind carrying that down for him, my dear?"
"Sure boss."

The soldiers embarrassment was compounded as Lucky lifted the device with ease and carried it to the freight elevator. William twisted on hand around his wrist, an audible click heard as his face and outfit started to morph into the form of Emperor Gar, condescendingly called Evil Tyger in the Unionverse where he had once been captured. He embraced his first wife again, arms round her hips.

"Much better. Gala dinners can be such stuffy affairs. Anything interesting happened while I was away?"

The Empress lowered her head, gesturing to one of the techs to pass her something.

"Another invasion, The Rikti attacked London and here at the same time for this one."
"They're getting smarter.."

The Empress put a finger to his lips as the tech handed her a screen tablet showing the locations attacked by Rikti in the last year, centering around one location more than any other. Emperor Gar looked at them and then glared outwardly.

"It's him. He's been more trouble than he's worth and now he's drawing 'them' here? I should send him back to his own universe... if it wasn't so delightfully amusing."

He smiled at his first and rubbed their heads together. Their moment was interrupted as another alert was detected. Another portal was on its way to being activated and heading right to this verse.

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Who else is ready to roleplay, Pistol will contact you.

[/ QUOTE ]I am. The difficulty would be contacting Evil Tyger. I'll PM you with the details.

Tyger watched the crowd of Uber-Trolls with curiosity. He'd heard about the damage they had caused but did feel for them. Early on in his career, he'd spent a lot of time in the Hollows and had earned the respect of several Troll leaders.

So here they were, organised, marching for their rights, a female Troll with dark pink hair leading the rest of the group. She was big, strong, determined...

... and kinda cute.

Gratz B.B.

Richard Bacon, writes in his once-a-week column for the Paragon Times

Longstaff Wartech announces new 'Wonderdrug'

A recent transaction on Longstaff's books look like something worth shouting about. Three billion US dollars being transfered raised a few eyebrows with me and fortunate that I invested in shares of a company that I personally believe in and highly recommend. While some of the 'good for all the world' might grate on a few people, it refreshing when a company actually follows through with that kind of ideal. Longstaff's purchase was finally revealed in the form of a new wonderdrug. Tigh-Hygeia is the strange name for an all-in-one miracle treatment. Yes, I know I said miracle and I wasn't kidding. Initial testing of the drug was on a selective group of volunteers and careful screening to decide on the most viable. I had the great fortune to be invited to the testing phase, signing the usual non-disclosure which has only just been made void. I was amazed at the results, having watched most of the testees make such incredible recoveries.

The most amazing thing was seeing a child with brittle bone disease running round after a full course. A man with inoperable lung cancer breathing normally. A woman with severe burns stroking her smooth skin. I might have been biased on that last one. So what's the catch? Well I'll tell you.

A waiting list.

While the drug is good, it is fairly limited. Apparently fifty to a hundred courses per month, depending on which conditions are to be treated. A fair compromise, if somewhat demanding on Longstaff's pen-pushers. But here's to Longstaff's latest, possibly greatest, medical advancement.

Ah, it's not just me then. Tried to forward a mail twice and it crashed both times

*tries again*

Make that three times

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13. Evil Tyger is a world ruler who is capable of manipulating politicians into world chaos, for sport.

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The main reason he does it is because having achieved a 99% dominion on his world, keeping that 1% for sport, is to bring about advances that wouldn't or haven't been made on his world. The Rikti couldn't invade and since he won, there's been little to develop since he can control just about anyone at will. In the Unionverse, he has less power meaning her relies on carefully, well-thought out plans that almost always end in his favour mainly because he works out so much that it's a win-win outcome by the time he's finished.

And yes, it sounds like a good idea, so long as everyone gets to play along

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I do wonder if 8 thugs masterminds all using posse/gang war at once would blow up the server

[/ QUOTE ]An all thugs Hami raid might

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Forum's set up, the link's right near the end of page 1, but still: RAPIER , there's a couple of threads in there, feel free to comment if you feel something needs tweakage or anything.

[/ QUOTE ]Designs pretty solid, simple ie. not complicated. I've signed up today and I'll post as soon as I can.