Blue Sheild: PPD Themed RP Static Team recruiting, You'll love it

Sheesh, I saw a Starflier quote that said "she," and I assumed it was about GC.

Sorry I never posted that info I promised on my character's back story, but when I came up with the escaped killers storyline, I intended to just solve it in the midst of regular playing and haven't really thought it through. Still can't come up with much of a storyline for an AE arc or anything, so I may need some time to come up with something.

Anyhow, catch you all tonight.

"SHAN!"
Gismo's heart stopped as he watched the diminutive red-head's body get thrown to the ground by the exploding concussion grenade. With a thought, he activated his armor's built-in peumatics and leaped upto the platform. He threw down every available trick and trap he had to create a defensive perimeter around the fallen officer. He pulled his pistols, the heavy compensators, and started the lay a cover of defensive fire. The rest of team joined him seconds later. The big, burly Magmauler shielding Will and Shan from the return fire of the Council members they were fighting, while the newbie Midnight Ace joined beside him. The lupine K-9 Evolved ran on all fours to quickly pounce on the Council officer drawing a bead on the unaware Gismo. A flash of bright light announced the arrival of the team's Peacebringer, Gleaming Sentinel, as he blasted the ranks of soldiers. The team bought time as Gismo worked to revive their fallen comrade. Will worked feverishly to no avail, Shenaniguns would not open her eyes. He cradled her petite body in his arms.
"NOOOOO!"
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Will woke with a start and sat bolt-upright in bed. Moonlight streamed through the bedroom window bathing the room in pale light. His breath came in gasps, his eyes wide in terror. As he became aware of his surroundings, his body calmed down.
"Another nightmare." he thought to himself.
He wiped a hand over his sweat-covered face and then rose to put on a pair of pants. He went the kitchen of his small apartment and poured himself a glass of water. He drank it down and placed the empty glass in the sink.
"This one is the worst." he thought to himself, "Even worse than the one where I have to shoot Magmauler to stop him from rampaging through the city."
That one was bad too, as was the one about Drew being ripped apart by Nictus. Losing friends seemed to be the theme of all his nightmares of late. And everyone of them seemed so real, as if the future was trying to tell him something.
Will glance at his watch.
4:13
"Too late to go back to bed. Might as well get an early start on my workout." he said to himself as he made his way to his excercise equipment in the spare bedroom.

Rumors of my demise have been greatly exaggerated.



Sounds like I should have sent Gismo to a shrink instead of a quack.

((Yes, I too am waiting for something to come of the hints laid in the Magmauler saga. Hint, hint, Starflier.))

((Update costume...? Is Gismo going to like this? I guess we will see.))

I think Battledog has a thing for crushing on the female members of any team he's on.

((Think what you will. Gismo knows Shan is his boss so he isn't going to do anything stupid. He will not make a move unless he knows the feelings are mutual. Sandie can't do anything. He lives in fear of hurting any of his female compatriots. I mean, come on, he would rip the skin off any of them just by touching them. He just can't stand seeing a female in pain. He seen too much of that already in labs as a kid. Besides, Terry said He wasn't allowed to.))

Just wanted to let you know that I won't be joining you all today. I will be out celebrating my birthday. I'll be back next week.

Ah, Happy Birthday, TK!

Happy B-Day, dude!
Enjoy!

Thank you. It's been a great day.

happy birthday, man, hope it kicked all kinds of ***

Trouble with the new patch, so Nightfall Ace may not be joining you tonight.

I can't make it tonight. Stuck at work.

Hope to see you all next week.

Just got home and... patching...

... and that was a nice small patch.

Ow. They bent us over so bad I think I threw out my back. So many purple bombs!

Ouchie.
Maybe I will lower my difficulty next time.
And figure out the trick to the running ghoul bombs.
I really dislike them.

Sorry again, guys...next time I will not shoot the AV in the face until we figure out what to do about the bombs.

One thing we were obviously lacking last night was "control." With a way to lock down, confuse, or even slow the running bombs, it probably would've been less painful.

Like I said last night, I couldn't kill even the orange-conning ones before they were on top of me and exploding, let alone the much more prevalent red- and purple-conning ones. Because of that and the seemingly endless supply of them dropping from the ceiling, flat-out damage probably isn't the answer.

I am curious whether there is a limit to the number of them that spawn, or if they just keep coming until you take down Riptide and/or Harbinger. they oviously made it through Beta as is, so there must be a non-game-breaking strategy for dealing with them.

I asked in another thread, and they said there are two easy ways to deal with them.

1. Fly, cause they can't reach you if you're flying. Don't know what that didn't occur to us. A few jetpacks ought to do it.

2. Lots of def, cause their accuracy isn't good and they auto-hit, like a force fielder. We don't really have that.

Sounds like option 1 is the potential winner.

I'm also thinking/hoping that turning down the difficulty would leave us facing fewer purple 'splody bastards.

Sorry to to have to spring this on you so suddenly, but I'm taking a break from the game and won't be around for a few weeks. It's just a break. I have every intention of returning after a few weeks and will rejoin you once I have.

((I hope everything is alright, Cat. We will be here when you get back.))

Will stood staring at his newly bought clothes and shook his head. He had spent more on this outfit then he did on his last 3 uniforms combined just to have the right names displayed on the items. He glanced at the receipt...there was no way the department was going to reimburse him the whole amount.
"I hate undercover work!" he shouted at the empty apartment, "Shan's going to owe me for this!"

((Giz is ready for tonight. See ya then.))