[Game Thread] Legion of Liberty: 1st Blockbuster Issue!

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Cover: The imposing Headmaster is pictured on the right with several of his facemasked, black-clad cronies hefting laser weapons. The Psyker, Manpower, Future Man, Charioteer and The Chameleon are pictured charging toward them from the left side, with "Issue #1" featured on the bottom left corner in a red starburst with "Legion of Liberty" in bright chrome-blue font across the top. In an inset caption to the bottom-right of that is a yellow box containing "See the newest fighting American fellowship!".

Page 1. New York City is bustling in the noonday sun. Central Park, Times Square, all are filled with hurrying people going to and fro on their way from one task to another. And the artist brings us to a bank, wherein many people stand in line waiting for their turn at the teller. Captioned is a man in a sharp gray suit with a fedora asking for a withdrawal, the teller turning to oblige him.

And into this idyllic scene comes the dastardly hand of socialist zealotry known as the Fourth Reich, namely in the commotion of bodies near the door. Nearly a dozen men pour into the bank, all wearing black eyegoggles, black helmets and black body armor with bright red three-pronged Swastikas emblazoned on their chests. They all wield the same style of high-tech laser rifle, and they move to flank the door.

The Headmaster Into the scene steps the mastermind of the Fourth Reich, the villainous Headmaster. He stands at roughly six feet in height and wears a WWII-style gas mask that conceals his face and most of his head, keeping his true identity secret from those who would seek to exact vengeance on him for his crimes. He wears a long German trenchcoat lined with fur with what's visible beneath sporting the same sort of armor his henchmen are wearing, complete with the three-pronged symbol on the chest. On his hip is a holster sporting a Luger pistol, his Jackboots somewhat scuffed but servicable. He pauses to look over the scene before speaking. "As would I!" There is a large, yellow box that spells out precisely who it is fixed next to his image.

His men scatter to look over the bank's denizens, their leader striding to the front counter and calmly gesturing at the panic behind him.

"I'll be taking the contents of your vault, as well as the valuables of these people. Don't trip the alarm or things could get unpleasant."

The teller complies, the next panel cutting to the black-clad henchmen loading the money into an armored car that sits at the curb, obviously stolen, with The Headmaster

When suddenly--!

[uncanny]

Millon Nani a unassuming paper boy rides through the big apple on his bike delivering his packages all in a days work. It was nearly noon which meant that lunch was fast approaching for the young teenager. He cuts rolls around traffic like a hot knife through butter when he is forced to apply the brakes at a red light. While waiting for the light to change to green Millon absent mindly chews on a piece of gum. When suddenly out of the corner of his eye he spots a dozen armed men storming a bank. Instantly spitting out his gum the part time employee mounts a nearby curb on his bike and rides off panel into a nearby dark alley. The next image shows that Millon had ditched his civilian garb and now sat atop a seemingy new futuristic looking bike as the Charioteer.

Smashing through the window of the bank the Charioteer rolls into the middle of the lobby wearing his black & yellow spandex costume. His face hidden by a black domino mask and a dark baseball cap. A white speech ballon appears near his head and in yellow writing the words
"I've come here to beat up nazi's and chew bubble gum, and I'm all out of gum"

[Snicker]

A trail of white smoke weaves through the sky, drawing lazy waves across the panel before ending in the depths of a gaily fluffed cloud. I don't know what, thinks something within the cloud, but something tells me there's trouble!

Within the cloud, a face in mysterious shadow looks downward towards the city spread out beneath him. Spotting the jackbooted jackanapes loading ill-gotten gains into their truck, the still-shadowed figure balls a shadowed fist in anger. A bank robbery! I should have known this was the work of those cowardly fascists! Nothing cooks my kettle like thugs preying on defenseless Americans!

A figure, too fast to see, swoops down from the cloud and dives towards the earth like a mighty falcon. The nefarious Nazis chortle self-satisfiedly to themselves as they load the money into their reinforced jalopy before the heartening WHOOSH of a powerful rocket calls their attention to the descending figure - a grinning, blond man in a flight suit and cape, a thin trail of smoke still rising from the jetpack on his back. It is - The Amazing Manpower!

"Drop the money and we can do this peacefully!" crows The Amazing Manpower. "Either way, you're going with the police to an all-American trial!"

[Moridain]

Having been in the bank, John Powers was shocked at the arrival of the The Headmaster. Ducking out of sight, he changes suddenly and leaps onto a nearby Wall, taking his classic facing forward, ready to leap pose. His long flowing black cloak floats on the wall behind him, ruffled by a breeze coming from nowhere. A long tail flits off to the side and his arms are wiry with strength.

"Halt, Evildoers! For though I used to be one of you, I am now The Chameleon!"

[Leniyuhl]

Moments earlier in a crashed space ship somewhere in the grand canyon...

The room was filled with switches and buttons, flashing lights and wiring. On one side there seemed to be a large screen of some sort. In the middle of the room atop a chair bolted to the floor sat a rather tall male figure.
His head was almost twice that of a normal man and his skin green as emeralds. His completely black eyes closed at the moment as the figure seemed to be in some sort of trance.

Suddenly an alarm went off and pictures started appearing on the screen in front of the alien.
The man woke from his trance and quickly eyed what came to pass before his eyes.

Thievery and threatening the innocents? Not if the Psyker has anything to say about it!

He stood up and walked over to a circular device on the floor, pressed a button and then...

...he appeared in an instant on the street outside the bank.

"Anyone need a hand or perhaps a brain?"

As the immediate surrounding area seemed clear of bad guys the Psyker moved his hand to his right temple and with his mind started to search through the bank.

[G`L`T]

FWOOM! The air thundered as a plastic sphere ripped through H.O.M.E.'s recreation complex. An oddly-dressed man zipped across the room on a flying platform. A robotic arm attached to his helmet lunged out instinctively and caught the sphere. He grinned widely. "Swell pitch, son!"

"Thanks, Dad. You're a blast."

Proud as ever, Dan Choo moved to return to the pass, when--ALERT! ALERT!--the warning klaxons boomed. A television folded down from the ceiling, the display falling an inch from his face. "Alert, freedom is in danger!" it said, playing a moving picture of the bank robbery.

Daniel frowned, "Shoot, Junior, gotta split. The oddballs are at it again."

With a rush in his step, Choo stepped onto a concealed platform. A quartet of arms came out of the ground, changing him into hero-attire and combing his doo in sixty seconds flat.

"Wait, honey! Don't forget your lunch!" Called his wife from the kitchen, duster in hand as she pranced over to him. Planting a quick peck his cheek, she slipped him a brown paper bag which (upon reaching his hand) compacted into pill form.

"Judy, you're a doll. Yipes, gottago!"

With that, he was sucked into the floor ... or rather, what the floor connected to: an intricate network of chute tubes. Like a mouse in a vacuum cleaner, Choo was propelled across miles, at speeds that choked the laws of physics.

Not half a minute later he arrived in a telephone booth, a short walk from the bank--with Future Man written on the sidewalk. Buster fastened in its holster and TV-watch ready, the orange-haired man approached the scene, with an accusing finger pointed at the evil-doers.

"Greetings, disgruntled citizens! Surrender now, for we are the Legion of Liberty and your defeat today is ancient history..."

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Heroes on all sides, zounds! The Headmaster looks from the doors of the bank to the heroes in the street, three before him and two behind. One went sailing through the window for reasons unbeknownst to him.

Flavor Text: With heroes from the LEGION OF LIBERTY on all sides, the criminal mastermind weaves a plan. His dozen minions are dispensible, and he will use them for escape!

The Headmaster steps to the street as his minions level their laser guns, too high-tech for common street-level thugs to be wielding. The Psyker, Manpower and Future Man have eight minions to take care of, The Chameleon and Charioteer have four. The Headmaster himself shouts "Attack, my soldiers! Sacrifice for the Fourth Reich!" and makes for the driver's side of the vehicle. Climbing in, he goes to start it.

Game Mechanics Beginning of combat. The Headmaster is going to make use of his Seize Initiative feat to go before anyone else regardless of rolls to get into the truck. His henchmen have the Minion rules applied. Roll for initiative!

[Moridain]

The Chameleon tenses up, ready to launch himself at the lazer wielding maniacs. "You wont get away from the Legion of Libery, Headmaster! Not if The Chameleon has anaything to say about it!"

ooc Dice Roll: (as this is an older post, these rolls are interpreted by the older (more basic) dice roller code) d20+2: (20) + 2 Total = 22

[uncanny]

The Charioteer realizing that there weren't any evildoers inside the bank only concerned citizens. Says "Don't worry folks I'll return your money & valuables in no time" Rolling back outside the building the same way he came in. The charioteer on his bike lines up next to the Chameleon. "Halt villians or you'll have to deal with the Legion of Liberty"

Dice Roll:

(as this is an older post, these rolls are interpreted by the older (more basic) dice roller code)
d20+5:	(9) + 5	Total = 14

[G`L`T]

"Your time is up," suggested Future Man, "give yourself up to the authorities. You cannot defeat the American way!"

With that, Choo struck a pose.

Dice Roll:

(as this is an older post, these rolls are interpreted by the older (more basic) dice roller code)
d20+1:	(6) + 1	Total = 7

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OOC Uncanny, there are four minions inside the bank and eight outside.

[Leniyuhl]

"You are only adding to your list of felonies, Headmaster." The sound of the Psyker's voice ringing inside the headmaster's head. "Stop and face your judgment like a man!"

As it is apparent that he wasnt fast enough to hinder the headmaster, the alien prince turned to face the minions.

Dice Roll:

(as this is an older post, these rolls are interpreted by the older (more basic) dice roller code)
d20:	18

[Snicker]

"The Oriental martial arts, which I was taught by friendly monks in a Chinese monastery after crashing my plane in the alps, should be more than a match for these lasers!" exposits The Amazing Manpower confidently, sprinting forward at near-superhuman speed to deliver a straight punch to one fascist's cowardly jaw.

Initiative:

Dice Roll:

(as this is an older post, these rolls are interpreted by the older (more basic) dice roller code)
d20+4:	(3) + 4	Total = 7

Attack roll:

Dice Roll:

(as this is an older post, these rolls are interpreted by the older (more basic) dice roller code)
d20+10:	(11) + 10	Total = 21

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Mechanics The order is Chameleon, Psyker, Headmaster, Charioteer, Henchmen (12) , Manpower, Future Man. Headmaster has already gone and will go again in his proper order next round. Do please act in this order. Yeah, it's not the norm for the game but it makes for cheesy drama! Also, do take the time to mention in your turns what you're doing and which actions you're using to do them for the sake of game mechanics. Keep in mind that the truck can also be chased as well as taking care of the minions.

[Moridain]

The Chameleon leaps from the wall onto the floor in front of a minion of evil, whiping out with his long tail and slapping him across the chest. "Feel the Tail of Justice evildoer!" POW!

He then raises his arm to his allys, "We cannot let him get away! Let us make haste in taking out these Villainous Foes."

ooc Using his Strike ability. Dice Roll: (as this is an older post, these rolls are interpreted by the older (more basic) dice roller code) d20+8: (6) + 8 Total = 14 5 damage if it hits.