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Monday, April 11, 2022

Uncanny Justice 9: SKULL & Double-crossbones (secretly Viper's Nest)

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Uncanny Justice 9: SKULL & Double-crossbones aka Viper’s Nest

A solo play, featuring Abe Cadabra, Honeybee, and Demiangel. Once again, I am trying (with some trepidation) a famous beginning module; in this case, “Viper’s Nest,” from first and second edition Champions, written by George MacDonald. I say trepidation because I have fond memories of playing this way back when, and I am afraid that the suck or sexism fairies will have gotten to it.

Still, we press on. Nothing on first glance strikes me as horrendously time-bound, so we’ll bring it into the present and use some substitute for Viper that fits this campaign. I realize that the characters aren’t beginners, but the difference in experience might mean they’re considered beginners. (In fact, I generated Champions version of the characters and they stayed within the 275 point limit, though I did have to bring forward variable pool for Abe.)

I’m substituting SKULL for VIPER, “Slab” for Brick,  “Greyjay” for Bluejay, and “Fading Fox” for Cheshire Cat. Tanghal Tower stays the same, but Christopher Park becomes Sacrifice Glen Park, in partial tribute to Glenn Thain.

Also, we have some minor achievements built up, so I want to use one for each character, but I made the decision after two engagements, so it doesn’t take effect until the last part of the adventure:

  • Abe’s magic now has the extra “Instant,” and I’ll lower his determination by 1. I don’t think “Addicted to Applause” is correct but I haven’t come up with a correct one yet.
  • Demiangel spends a lot of time punching, so he should have Martial Arts as well.
  • Honeybee should up her ability to hit with the sonic blast: she now has the Specialty Power (scream).

Scene 1: Prelude[1]

“They’re tearing down the Tanghal Tower,” said Lauren.

Abe was leafing through cookbooks. Without looking up, he said, “To replace it with something taller that will ruin our view.”

“It’s an Art Deco Kaufman. They shouldn’t do that.”

“Maybe not, but you’re a bit late to stop them. The old-person news said they started last week.”

“What?”

“Whatever you saw on Redline or Instaface or Twit-Tok is out of date. They’re probably almost done by now. What’s this new interest in architecture?”

“You’re just jealous because you can’t use a computer.” Abe shrugged. His magical powers often broke computers. He had an uneasy alliance with the communicators but nothing else. “I’m going to look at it. Kaufman did brilliant things with landscaping.”

“You just started dating an architect, didn’t you?”

She didn’t dignify that with a response. He knew her too well.

Scene 2: At The Tower [2]

One of the side effects of being able to see in the dark was that Lauren didn’t actually care when she went to look at things. The fact that it was after sunset—that it was, in fact, nearly eleven p.m.— didn’t matter particularly to her. Yes, it wouldn’t be in colour, but grayscale had its own beauty.

Also, no one was going to swat her as she flew over.

To avoid being noticed, she was shrunk; with luck, anyone who noticed her would think she was an early bat or owl. That meant she was in costume, because only her costume and her underwear were PowerOn; she didn’t want to fly around in her lingerie.

The Tower was on a corner lot. A big fence of plywood sheets surrounded it, and even from a distance, she could see the big crane beside the tower.

A quarter of the tower was gone, cut in a jagged plane across the diagonal. She could still see the arches that Chris had been going on about, though, and the interior walls looked to be made of…wood.

But how did it manage to be twenty storeys tall? Wasn’t there some kind of limit? Surely the interior skeleton couldn’t be made of wood. She angled in.

Ah. She could see steel I-beams stretching down, all the way to…

Huh. Four guys were standing around one corner, each holding something bigger than a fire extinguisher. [3]  Another 6 were stationed in pairs around the three corners she could see, and one was in the shadows of the trailer, over by the porta-potties. And three of the guys she could see were carrying big  weapons, like bazookas.

Presumably they were expecting the other  superhero team in town, Brute Force. But Lauren knew that Brute Force was in some lost land right now. These guys wore trench coats, standard wear for skulking and trying to blend in. A gust of wind blew one fellow’s coat and she saw the uniform underneath. SKULL.

So somebody had picked up the SKULL franchise locally. But why start here with a building being destroyed?

She used the communicator. Bill picked up quickly. “What? I have to know now before my guild goes on a raid!”

“Sorry, no raid for you tonight. I’ve got a bunch of SKULL guys at the Tanghal Tower. They’re armed with heavy weapons, so they’re prepped for hijinks.”

“Well, crap,” Bill said, using a word other than “crap.”

“Find Abe, come here. I can get a few safely, I think.”

She dove in as stealthily as she could[4] and hit the first with her “sting.”

The man said “Ow!”

One of his companions said, “What, Blake?”

Another said, “Did you hear that? Insect?”

“Superhero hit me,” said Blake. “Not one of Brute Force. That other group.”

“Oh. They’ll be easy, then.” Into his wrist, he said, “This is Charlie-two. We’ve got a bogey.”

Easy? thought Lauren. I’ll show you!

“Got her,” reported his radio. “Shrunk and flying.”[5] There was a flare of light and Lauren’s world exploded and then re-formed. She was falling.[6]

“Where is she?” she heard. She hit the ground.[7]

“Ooof,” she said over the communicator. “Maybe I need a little help. I’ve seen at least ten of them. I got one.” She crawled up to a standing position. [8]

“Bad day at the concussion assembly line?” Abe asked. “We’re almost there.” [9]

A blast from a weapon came uncomfortably close. She flew and hid in a pile of rubble, squeezing between boulders of concrete. [10]  Behind her, she could hear the agents reporting her location.

Then she heard a rough grating voice. “I’ll get her out.”

From the change in light, she could tell that the top boulder had been lifted. She heard the thump as it fell to ground. She pressed herself against the boulder just above her.

“No playing on the site, kids. Rusty nails and big stones mean somebody could get hurt,” said Abe.

Five of them shot at Abe; the glowing mystic shield made him a slightly better target than the man with the wings of fire. One hit him, but the mystic shield absorbed it.

“Cease, poltroons!” said Demiangel. He dropped Abe on the third floor of the tower and dropped down to the three agents around the corner. “You are gathered here, which indicates an interest.” They ducked from his wings.

Abe began a spell.[11]

Demiangel punched one of the agents at the cornerstone; the agent’s costume flared briefly, betraying a force field of some kind. The agent staggered back[12] and swung the torch up, but missed.

The light of his wings illuminated the figure at the pile of rubble; a man, nine feet tall, made of stone. He turned and strode toward Demiangel. “Very showy,” he said, and [13] swung. He almost hit Demiangel, with his fist passing through one wing.

“Hey!” shouted one of the SKULL agents. “Get the shrunken one.”

“In a second. Pretty boy won’t take long.”

Honeybee took advantage of the distraction to fly out the far side of the pile of rubble and [14]  hit the one using the torch, who said, “She’s back!” without stopping.

The torch flared again, and three of the SKULL agents took aim at Abe, but now he was crouched behind a partial wall. [15]

Abe gestured, [16] and the one who had been hit by Demiangel stiffened as though he were held in the grip of a giant hand, then fell over.

Demiangel saw that his fire spears weren’t going to be useful against his opponent. He kept on flying, but decided to attack from an unfamiliar direction: directly above. He moved over the stone man’s head and kicked. [17] He missed. Unfamiliar direction for me, too. Oops.

His opponent fared better: his strike grazed one of Demiangel’s legs, but it didn’t hurt.

Honeybee thought, Let’s finish these corner guys off. They look like they’re supposed to get…something…while the others provide support. She[18] managed to get another, while the first one she had hit fell over.

“I don’t feel so good, Carmine,” said the one she had just hit.

“I’m almost through!” said the remaining one.

“Don’t fire,” one of the agents at the corner. “You might hit Carmine! Team Bravo, get into position!”

She saw another agent by the trailer drop to one knee and shoulder what looked like a bazooka. He was aiming up, though, and she saw his target once he fired. [19]  

The wall that was shielding Abe went away. Then two more heavy blasts headed his way. Both hit. When the smoke cleared, there was no eldritch shield there.

The blasts hadn’t hurt, but as soon as they started to fade, Abe dismissed his mystic shield. Under cover of darkness, Abe ran to a section of wall with a window and peeked out. He thought he might be better sniping at them and there were several windows; best if he weren’t glowing like a Christmas tree.

He mentally grabbed [20]  the supervillain that Demiangel was fighting, and lifted him up and put him on the top of the crane’s arm. If the guy was as tough as he looked, he could just jump down, but this would buy Demiangel some time.

Demiangel saw the guy lift up and had a moment of thinking, Holy shit, this guy can fly, too?  But the way he grabbed at the crane indicated that he couldn’t fly.

“I know you’d rather be on solid ground, so let me help.” Demiangel punched [21]  him, and the supervillain flew off the crane. [22]  His trajectory took him over to the construction trailer and he punched straight through the trailer, folding it in half above him.

Honeybee found one of the bazooka carriers who had fired at Abe. [23]  “That guy is my friend. Hands off!” She swatted him with her venom blast. He looked at her and blinked for a minute. “Wait for it,” she said, and disappeared.

There was the sound of ripping metal, and half of the trailer slid to one side. “All right, pretty boy, that makes me mad!” called the stone man.

The air was filled with bright lights as various agents tried to hit Demiangel. [24]  Only one managed to even graze him.

Abe [25]  heard boots against the stairs, and moved quietly to the stairs as he willed his mystic shields back up. At this distance, no one from the ground was likely to see it.

The doors opened, and two agents, one with a bazooka of some kind, the other with a carbine, walked out.

“Hi,” said Abe. [26]  He gestured and the one with the bazooka flew out the open side of the building and to the ground. The other tried to fire, but Abe was too close; he backed up to get a shot [27]  and fell backwards down the stairs. His uniform flashed so he seemed to be unharmed. The other landed at the base of the building, still conscious (barely) but without his bazooka.

Demiangel dove straight for the villain, still buried to his waist in the earth. “No, I think you need to stay down.” [28]  That punch probably knocked the villain out; he didn’t seem bright enough to fake being unconscious.

He heard someone near him say, “Team C, get the stuff and withdraw. Team A, cover! Team B, take your positions!”

Honeybee was looking for someone else, and saw someone slinking up to the cornerstone over the four unconscious agents.  One of the agents had just jumped from the third floor, which showed more trust in a force field than she had. She decided to forego her venom and just fired at him. [29]

He kept going, though, and put his shoulder against the top of the cornerstone and heaved.

The top slid to one side with a loud grating moan. Another agent, one she hadn’t noticed, reached in and grabbed a box.

A fireworks show of explosions went off near Demiangel, but none of them connected.

Another agent [30]   jumped from the third floor but this one didn’t get up after he fell. The first one was staggering to his feet.

Demiangel looked at the cornerstone. There were two agents there. He flew over and [31]  belted one; despite the flash of the force field, this one fell over.

Honeybee sighed and shot at the box in his hand. [32]

She missed.

“I’m okay, by the way,” came Abe’s voice over the communicator.

Her gaze flickered up to the building; she could make out the glow of his mystic shields, but when she looked back, she couldn’t tell which of the three agents she could see had the box.

“Great. One of these has a box they took from the cornerstone.”

“Can you stop them?”

Before she could answer, there was the throaty roar of the bulldozer coming to life.

“What the hell?” asked Demiangel.

One of the agents was clearly on the bulldozer and heading for the wooden fence.

It only took Demiangel a moment to get there but by then a chunk of the fence was down. [33]

Honeybee headed for the gate, which had swung open, but she didn’t know which agent had the box. They all had the same helmets and rough build, men and women alike. She picked one and hit [34]  them, to no effect.

One agent flew up, screaming, to the top of the crane.

They got a few more, including the one on the bulldozer, but half of them were gone. Honeybee checked all of the captured ones, but the box wasn’t there.

“Damn it,” she said.

Abe finally walked up. “Problem?”

“They were after something in the cornerstone. A box. One of them got it.”

Scene 3: At Precinct One

“Can we go now?” asked Abe.

Police detective Paxton shook his head. “We want to know what you were doing there.” Paxton was big and imposing, with a moustache that would have been a normal man’s beard.

“I told you,” said Abe.

“Say it again.”

Abe sighed. “Honeybee had gone to look at the Tanghal Tower. She spotted suspicious people on the site, recognized them as belonging to SKULL—”

“How?”

“The SKULL uniforms, I’d guess. She can see in the dark.”

“And?”

“She asked for help. We came as quickly as possible.”

“By ‘we,’ you mean?”

“Demiangel and myself. All of this sort of information is easily accessible. We usually work with Ms. Hermosa in the emergency office of the city.”

“You’ve said that. I’d like to hear this from you.”

Abe shrugged. “Sure. But we have an appointment later in the morning.”

“You might have to cancel. You arrived—” There was a knock at the door. Paxton’s partner got up to check, then said, “Someone to see the prisoner.”

Melanie Nelson came in. “UNLES has arranged counsel for this man.”

“I don’t see anyone,” said Paxton.

Nelson smiled. “Me. I have passed the bar in this state.” She pushed a paper in front of Abe. “This says I can be your lawyer. The other two have already signed.”

“Got a pen?”

She handed him a pen. “Once you sign that, you don’t speak any more. I’ll do the talking.”

Abe signed and pushed it back. She put the paper in a file folder. “I’ll deliver copies later.”

Abe smiled at everyone, leaned back, and laced his hands over his lap.

“What charges are you holding my client on?”

“We haven’t charged him yet, but he’s a person of interest. Being present at the scene of a crime,” said Paxton’s partner. Abe had never heard his name.

“And do you have his statement?” Paxton didn’t answer. “Do you?”

“…yes,” Paxton admitted.

“In light of his long service with the city and that you know very well where to find him, I suggest you let him go and contact him during normal business hours if you have any further questions.”

Paxton’s jaw worked silently. Eventually he turned to Abe and said, “You’re free to go. Don’t leave the city until we say so.”

“Or when asked by the city to do so,” Nelson said sweetly.

Outside, Nelson said, “I’ll drive you home.”

“I didn’t know you were a lawyer.”

“Got the law degree before I joined UNLES. My hobbies are bar exams and period costuming. Keeps me sharp.” She led Abe to a Tesla. “Also, UNLES pays for the law part of it.” It took three tries to start.

“Sorry,” said Abe. “Sometimes that kind of thing happens around me. Where are the others?”

“Went home. I got them out first. They can fly home, but you need a lift.”

“I feel so special.”

Scene 4: First Briefing

Olivia was waiting for the elevator when they walked in. “Hi! Long night of superhero stuff?”

“Sure.” To Nelson, Abe said, “How confidential is this?”

“What?”

“Give me some credit. You didn’t just drop me off, so you’re going to tell us something. Olivia works for us, but she just started. Do I have to make sure she’s elsewhere?”

“I hope not,” said Olivia. Abe looked at her. “Sorry.”

“Confidential but not secret,” said Nelson.

“Might as well start trusting you now,” Abe grumbled. “Commander Melanie Nelson, UNLES, this is Olivia Franklin. Olivia, Nelson.”

The doors opened, and Lauren and Bill were standing there with mugs. Lauren said, “You haven’t had your coffee yet.” She gave Abe a mug.

Bill gave one to Nelson. “I remember what you took back in Plainsview. Coffee or tea, Olivia?”

“Tea, please.”

They sat in the meeting room. Lauren put out some of the breakfast bites.

Nelson said, “That cornerstone was laid in 1939. There was a fad for time capsules, so the cornerstone was created for a time capsule and at the last minute the city cancelled. So there was a space for an item but no item. Nobody looked.”

“Okay,” said Bill. “That’s part of why something was hidden there.”

“The night before the cornerstone was sealed in, there was a military raid elsewhere in town. They raided a Nazi group that had just hit a university lab. Declassified materials show that the lab was doing biowarfare research for the U. S. military.”

“Oh, that never ends well,” said Lauren.

“The Nazis took a bacterial agent and the research notes; the raid was to get them back, and it failed. The notes were destroyed in a fire as a result of the raid. They presumed that the sample was also destroyed.”

“Except they weren’t?” asked Abe.

“We think the original notes were destroyed, but the Nazis had made photographs; there was equipment to make microfilm at the Nazi site. Several of the Nazis got out of the raid and were caught hours later.”

“One of them hid the material in the cornerstone?”

Nelson nodded. “We think. Microfilm and sample. In a way, SKULL did us a favour: if the wrecking ball had hit the sample, we’d have a biological emergency on our hands.”

“Some favour.”

“Who was the stone guy?” Bill asked.

“He goes by the name ‘Slab.’ He’s been at a number of SKULL incidents, so we think the larger organization has him on the payroll. They loan supervillains to the franchises.”

“Why UNLES and not STAR?” asked Abe.

“UNLES has no specific interest in this case and maintains no base in this state,” Nelson said by rote. “You are an old friend from my hometown so I intervened out of the goodness of my heart. Also, STAR hates us and the feeling is mutual so it’s kinda nice to be annoying to them.”

“That doesn’t answer my question. If you want our help, you need to tell us.”

“I’ll tell you later; not for Ms. Franklin’s ears.”

Abe looked at Nelson grumpily.

“Have more coffee,” suggested Lauren.

“I’ll go get some,” said Olivia. “That’ll help you.”

“Thanks,” said Nelson. “That’d be lovely.” She waited until Olivia had gone, then leaned forward and whispered, “We think the local STAR has been compromised by neo-Nazis. And I’m whispering in case she’s listening at the door.” Nelson leaned back.

“And Paxton?” asked Abe.

“I hope he’s just a jackass,” Nelson said.

“So what do you want us to do?” asked Bill.

“Find the SKULL HQ. They call it an ossuary. The layout will be fairly standard; SKULL provides automated robots that use alien tech to build the things. You plug in locations for entrances and the depth of the waterline, and let it go.”

“You should capture one of those robots,” said Bill.

She looked at him for a moment. Then she said drily, “We totally should, if we could. It would help us in countries where the official agency is hostile.”

Abe closed his eyes for a moment of feigned pain. Olivia chose that moment to re-enter. “Knock-knock!” she said. “Okay now? Coffee and tea.”

Abe held up his mug.

“How do you know this stuff?” asked Bill.

“Which brings us to my second request,” said Nelson.

Scene 5: Sacrifice Glen Park

Sacrifice Glen Park was in the center of town, not far from the financial district. On one side, visitors crossed the river (well, overgrown creek); the far side was marked by a railroad track, access road, and concrete equipment shed. Most of the park was inside a jogging loop, but by the equipment shed was a playground with swings and a climbing structure.

The sunny temperature encouraged shorts and T-shirts. A group of young women were roller-blading around the loop, laughing and lapping the man doggedly running the path. Some were in jeans, some in shorts and protective pads. Inside the loop, the same number of young men were throwing a football around. Businessmen and businesswomen were sitting at picnic tables, having lunch in the spring sunshine.

Nelson was wearing a power suit and sipping an energy drink at the picnic table nearest the equipment shed.

Abe was practicing juggling by the play area, and dropping items and deliberately being bad so no one would stay and watch him.

Demiangel was in a parked car in the parking lot, an electronic book on his lap and fast food containers beside him.

Honeybee was shrunk and in a tree, hidden by new foliage. She was high, so she wouldn’t get the attention of the young boy who was trying to climb the tree. Should have picked another tree , she thought, but this one had the best view of the park entrances. [35]

One of the young women, in jeans, a long-sleeved T-shirt, and pads, unfastened her rollerblades and threw them into a duffel bag. She walked over to Nelson and sat on the picnic table.

“Contact,” said Honeybee.

In the car, Demiangel said, “When do we think SKULL will show up?”

“They’re here,” said Honeybee. “Four men in trenchcoats by the barbecue pits over there. Plus probably some others that are better disguised.”

A city parks van pulled up to the equipment shed, and Nelson grabbed the young woman’s wrist, pulled her into position, and shielded her with her body. [36]  

The van’s engine [37]  died. Three trench-coated men carrying blaster pistols jumped out the side. The driver was swearing and trying to start the vehicle.

Honeybee darted forward and under the van; she blasted one tire and disintegrated the rubber from half of it. “Their getaway is disabled,” she reported.

Demiangel didn’t notice the running figure disappear from the jogging loop but he did notice the figure suddenly appear behind Nelson and the young woman. “Look out!” he said and he managed to get between the man and the woman; [38]  the kick hurt .

The young woman reached into her duffel bag and pulled out a blaster pistol. [39]  She squeezed off a quick shot at the man but hit Demiangel’s back instead.

Really?  he thought.

Nelson suddenly had a tonfa in her grip, and she dragged the young woman — Allison, Nelson had said, but Demiangel didn’t know if that were a first or last name — to the bushes across the access road. She [40]  clubbed one of the trench coated men in their way.

Various normal people were surprised by the sudden events. Surprise and shock spread out like ripples.

Honeybee [41]  hit one from under the van; he lifted his foot in pain.

Abe summoned his mystic shield and then moved the fire of Demiangel’s wings so it covered one of the trench coated agents. He noticed that Demiangel did not fall. Is the fire a side effect?

The man kicked [42] Demiangel once more. “You’re costing me time!” he grunted.[43]

The young woman, Allison, squeezed off a shot at one of the men by the barbecue pit, who had his hand in his coat.[44] The shot grazed him and blasted away his coat, revealing a SKULL uniform beneath; his force field flared as it absorbed the shot.

Nelson dragged her farther. They had to get across the park to where Demiangel had left the car running.

Various men suddenly had guns and they opened fire. [45]  One dropped to his knee and fired under the van, but he came nowhere near Honeybee. Several fired at Abe, but only one managed to graze him. One hit Nelson but she kept running, and two hit Allison but the flare of the force field showed she was wearing her uniform under her long-sleeved shirt.

They both stumbled but kept running.

Honeybee zipped out to keep pace with them. Abe cast a spell[46]. Demiangel[47] indulged a temptation and lashed out at the man, hitting him solidly—“And you’re costing me patience!”—before taking off to flank Nelson and Allison.

“The parking lot!” said Nelson. “Dodge, dammit!”

“Like I didn’t know that!” said Allison.[48] Two of the football men were bodytexting their way, and tried to tackle them.[49] The two women managed to avoid them and saw two blocking the bridge.

Honeybee saw it too. She grabbed one of the agents and tossed him over the bridge into the creek. A duck quacked angrily as he splashed down. Demiangel[50] grabbed the other and tossed him a hundred feet.

Others fired at the two but missed.[51]

The women got onto the bridge when the jogger suddenly appeared at the other side. He was holding a club. “You can’t leave yet,” the jogger said. “We’ve barely talked.”

“Oh, I don’t think we need to talk to you,” Abe said over the communicator. The man suddenly disappeared again. “Move fast, before he teleports again!” [52]

They got into the parking lot[53] and the car was there with the driver’s door open. “In!”

The women took off, with Honeybee inside the car.

Demiangel appeared back at the van; agents were trying to drive it despite the damaged wheel. Demiangel punched the engine of the van; the engine fell out of the van onto the ground.

“You can wait, guys. I know the lawyers will get you out, but they should earn their retainers.”

Scene 6: A Sudden Failure

Lauren came into the lounge. Abe was sitting there, an open book on his lap. It was on the same page it had been on the last time she had checked on Abe. Next to him was the green bakelite phone she had found for him at a thrift shop.

“Hey. You should go to bed.”

“Can’t sleep. Police are raiding the SKULL headquarters. I wish I were there, but Paxton’s in charge and I am not tall enough to ride that ride.”

“Paxton? Isn’t he…?”

Abe shrugged. “No one’s proved anything.”

Abe’s phone rang. He picked it up and listened for a minute, then hung up. “Gotta go; police will be here any minute.”

“What? Why?”

“They went in the entrance that we told them about, in the Byrnes Hotel. Empty.”

She left and came back as Honeybee, but not fully shrunk: two hands high. “They didn’t find the base?”

“They found an abandoned subway station. So I am wanted for mischief and anything they can hold me on.”

“Why not me or Bill?”

“I’m the one who told them. I’m the nominal leader of this group.” Abe said into the communicator, “Bill, where are you?”

“Party. Had a beer but nothing else. Why?”

There was a giggle. “Is that Olivia? No; don’t want to know. I’m going to be gone for a day or two; you can get messages to me through Melanie Nelson, okay?”

“Where are you going?”

“SKULL base. Find some answers.”

“I’m coming with you,” Lauren said.

There was a pounding at the door. “Police!”

Abe slid open the window. “Gotta jump. See you.”

“Okay,” Lauren said, “I’m taking you.”

Scene 7: SKULL and Crossbones

Abe looked down at the empty alley. “This is the other entrance. It should be swarming with police, even if they can’t find the first one.”

“You told them about it, though?”

“Yeah. Through Nelson…” He paused. “Well, crap. If she’s the traitor— No; why even bother to give us the address?”

“April mentioned it in the car, in front of me.”

“She knew you were there?”

“Of course. No reason to hide.”

“And she’s the one who told us that SAT might be corrupt. Hell. Damn. Hell.” He was quiet for a moment. “I don’t want to believe that she’s the traitor.”

“Too many steps that we don’t know about; someone else could have introduced misinformation,” agreed Honeybee. “Maybe Paxton really is dirty and didn’t tell them about the second exit, so everyone could hide in the garage.”

“Yeah. Maybe.” He looked some more. “I can’t even see where the bricks are fake, so it’s a good job.”

“April didn’t say how to open it. Let me go take a look.” [54]

The thing about being as long as a finger means that it takes a while to examine a stone wall, but eventually she spotted the seam. Now all she had to do was figure out how to open it. Maybe it was electronic, like the equivalent of a garage door opener in your car, but what if someone on foot needed to get in? [55]

Eventually she showed up on the roof again. “I think I have the way in.  —Oh. Hi, Bill.”

Demiangel was standing there. “One for all, all for one.”

“How did you know where we were?”

“I told him, seeing as how I also gave him the wrong instructions on meeting us. I broke radio silence for it.”

She shook her head and made a tsk noise. Demiangel carried Abe down to the alley.

Abe said, “I appreciate it. Are you guys sure?” They both nodded. “Then let me do something this time.” [56]  Abe invited her to land on his hand, touched Demiangel, and then cast a spell. They walked through the wall and intangible beings. A moment later they were in the garage and solid again. [57]

Abe gestured [58]  and the guards and technicians turned into frogs. “Sorry; didn’t have a lot of time to think.”

Demiangel was catching frogs. “You say this only lasts an hour?”

“Unless they do frog-like things.” There were pits there for vehicle maintenance, and all of them had ladders rather than ramps. Demiangel picked one and dumped the frogs in.

“So I guess we have a time limit.”

“Guess we do. Ah. There’s the shuttle. Has to be a way to activate it…”

“This button,” said Demiangel. “No keypad so it doesn’t require a password.”

“Well, there’s not really any place to go,” pointed out Abe.

“Won’t they notice the monorail?” asked Honeybee.

“Yeah, but not all of us fly just under the speed of sound.”

“Let me go ahead, then. I can try and clear the other end.”

“No,” said Abe. “All for one and one for all. We might have to split up later but not yet.” He stabbed the button, and the monorail started moving. Abe took a moment to establish the mental link.

“We are trapped in here,” pointed out Demiangel.

Abe agreed. “Honeybee might be okay, but the two of us are going to have to come out fighting.”

“Maybe not. Let’s get up front and lie out of sight. When I tell you, cast the ghost thing again.” [59]

“The ghost thing? Please…the spell has a name. It’s Merlin’s Coterminous Field,” grumbled Abe.

When the SKULL agents rushed the arriving monorail, it was empty. Meanwhile Uncanny Justice was plodding through the elevator shaft and then through the floor of the hall, to the stairwell. Honeybee occasionally surfaced and gave them directions.

Once they surfaced in the stairwell and became solid, [60]  Abe had to pause and catch his breath; Merlin’s Coterminous Field did not grant the ability to breathe while intangible. He sat at the bottom of the circular stair and panted for air.

“Man, you gotta hit the gym more,”  said Demiangel.

“I’d swear at you, but I’m too out of breath. I’m sure they’re on alert status.”

“We’re here, we’ve established that they exist,”  said Honeybee. “What now?”

“Prove to the cops that they exist,”  said Abe. “Ideally, the leader.”

“Nelson told us there was a standard floorplan. Did she mention what the floorplan was?”

“She did not,”  said Abe.

“We’re here now,”  said Honeybee. “Shame you punk out so fast holding your breath, Abe. Be nice to explore as ghosts.”

“‘Punk out’? Any chance we had at love is gone. Honeybee, up and down the stairwell, please. Let’s make sure we’re not going to have company.”  She was gone.

Demiangel said, “ I was going to suggest that. Have you got a clairvoyance spell or something?”[61]

“Not easily; I need a reflecting surface like a crystal ball or a pool.”

Honeybee was back. “Cameras. We’re going to get company if they saw me.”

Abe said, ”I hate to say this because you’re the most effective fighter of any of us, but Honeybee, you should wait by the monorail entrance in case they try to move the leader.”

There was an air of grumbling from Honeybee but then, “Ask if you need me.”

“As if I wouldn’t. Touch my hand.”[62] He said some words. “Now you can see what I see.”

They cracked the stairwell door open and she was gone. Visible once they opened the door, though, were four guards standing there with drawn pistols. Above them, they heard footsteps on the circular staircase.

“I’ll do the corridor, you do the stairs,”  Demiangel said.

They stood back to back.

Demiangel didn’t move into the corridor; the doorway made a choke point and he wanted that.

Abe watched the stairs and waited until he could see the feet of one coming close. He said the same word he had said in the garage [63] , and that one was a frog.

In the meantime, Demiangel threw open the door, [64]  grabbed one, and pulled him in.

“I’ll….never…talk,” the man said. The glow of the force field around him showed just how tightly Demiangel was holding him.

“Don’t care,” Demiangel said. He squeezed tightly [65]  and the man fell unconscious. [66]

“Come on down,” Abe called. “The water’s fine.” The agents up the stairs did not seem eager to come down.

Demiangel opened the door again and discovered that the three remaining agents had backed up.

Abe said, “ Honeybee, stay hidden. Don’t help yet.”

“You’ve got two more, so there are five outside. Oooh—the big stone guy, Slab, he’s coming. Guess he got released.”

“Swap!” Abe said. He threw open the door into the hallway [67]  and said the word of transformation. There were suddenly eight frogs in the hall, but the big supervillain was out of range. Demiangel pushed Abe out into the hall and used [68]  his fire spear to spot-weld the stairwell door shut.

“Still nothing here in the boring hallway. Slab is coming nearer. Can I hit him? Please?”

No! If we press them, the Nest leader will escape by the monorail. You’ll catch him.” [69]

If  you manage to press them.”  Aloud, Abe said, “Oh no. Just the big freakish stone guy. He’s no threat.”

Slab smacked his hands togethr. “Oh? You don’t think I’m a threat? I’ll show you.”

“Come on, you can’t hurt me, let alone someone tough like Demiangel.” Abe hoped that was true, that his mystic shields were up to the punishment the villain could put out. But the important thing was to get the man angry. [70]

Behind Slab, more agents had aimed carbines at them.

“Abe, what are you doing?”  said Demiangel.

“The problem with turning these guys into frogs is that frog minds can’t tell you anything. So he’s got to tell us what we need to know. If he gets mad…”

“I’ll clean up the splatter after he hits you,”  Demiangel said.

Abe stepped forward. “Or do you want to go home to your mommy? Assuming she still loves you. If anyone can love you…I assume ‘bricklayer’ is just a dream to you, you big ugly—”

That did it. With a roar, he rushed at Abe to crush him. Abe stood still and let himself be grabbed up by the huge stone man, moving his arms up so he could touch the villain’s head. [71]  The mystic shields kept most  of the damage from him.

Abe said a magic word [72]  and touched Slab on the head. [73]

“Nest leader is behind that steel vault door and another vault door, and has a secret exit to the monorail,” he told his teammates. “Female supervillain, Greyjay, too.”

Demiangel flew over and tapped Slab on the shoulder.

“What?” asked the villain, who was a bit concerned that Abe hadn’t immediately screamed and folded unconscious.

“This.” Demiangel punched him. [74]  “Uh…Freaky McFreak-Freak.” [75]

Slab dropped Abe [76]  and swung wildly at Demiangel. [77]

Abe scooted back and looked at the crowd of agents crouched at the end of the corridor. “Boo,” he said, and then the word of transformation again. [78]

One of them said, “Ribbit.” Another frog actually hopped toward them.

Demiangel made sure he was facing toward the monorail [79]  and punched Slab hard. Slab staggered [80]  and swung wildly, but missed, shattering the wall behind Demiangel. They could all hear things fall off shelves in the room behind the wall.

Abe ran to the security room door, angling away so he wasn’t in line of sight for Demiangel. “Little pigs, little pigs, let me come in.”

The access panel beside the door lit up. “Negative.” The voice was filtered and modified so they wouldn’t be recognized.

Outside, Demiangel hit Slab again. [81]  The stone figure flew back and slammed against the wall of the security room. That wasn’t enough to damage the doors, but Slab slumped down, unconscious. [82]  The doors must be built like a bank vault…

“You’re supposed  to say ‘Not by the hair of my chinny-chin-chin.’ Nobody knows the classics any more.” Abe killed all his spells but his mystic shield and the mind link, then looked at the visible camera lens. [83]  This was going to be painful because he had to use the electronics—

Done. No way of knowing if it worked until they got in.

Demiangel punched the door. [84]  It had no effect.

“Guys, if there’s a secret entrance in this hall, there’s no way it’s as armored as the doors,”  said Honeybee. “Just check this wall. Also, had to be Paxton, not Nelson. I’ll explain later.”

Demiangel picked up the stone guy by the ankle and swung him against the wall. The concrete stone of the wall cratered, revealing a metal plate underneath.

Abe looked at him. “The guy deserves some respect.”

“I want to make sure he’s unconscious,” said Demiangel. He dropped Slab. “Fine.”

Demiangel moved down the hall, punching the wall every few steps. Eventually, a hidden door fell in. That was when the sound hit him. [85]

“She can do it at range? Aw man,”  said Honeybee, who took note of the frequencies.

“Don’t look at the screens, please. I’ve put a hypnotic pattern on them,” said Abe.

“Now you tell us?” asked Demiangel. “The place is lousy with screens.” He manifested a fire spear and threw it at the screeching woman, who was flying in some kind of a bird costume. [86]

The fire system started spraying foam. Even as foam dripped down the screens and their bodies, the agents didn’t move: only the flying woman and the Nest leader were unaffected, and the Nest leader had covered his eyes. [87]

“Sonic stuff is my jam; Abe, I’m tagging you out. You can lurk in the hallway.”

She was inside in a moment, and shrieked at the woman [88]

“Greyjay. Slab has a crush on her,”  Abe said helpfully.

—but it had little effect. Maybe the suit protected her.

The SKULL leader threw a grenade into the hallway, and it exploded into gas. [89]  Abe was coughing but it didn’t seem to bother Demiangel.

Honeybee said, “‘Scuse me, Greyjay— he’s the real target.” She [90]  stung the SKULL leader from the front, so she didn’t have her back to Greyjay.

Abe took a moment to fashion a breathing mask from his shirt. [91]

Greyjay stayed back from the smoke out in the hall, and screeched at Honeybee; she [92]  missed, and cracked one of the screens, which went dark.

The agents did not move.

Demiangel tossed a spear at the SKULL leader [93]  and missed; the flames hit a foam-covered lump of an agent, who started to move.

The SKULL leader reached into a mound of foam and got the agent’s pistol, squeezed a messy shot at Demiangel. [94]  The shot didn’t go true and a series of shots peeled wall covering, revealing metal.

Meanwhile, Honeybee and Greyjay were wheeling through the upper level of the computer room, trying to gain advantage. Even though Greyjay was larger and had less room, she was still surprisingly agile. [95]  Honeybee managed to hit her, and Greyjay slammed into one of the working screens, which made it not work any more…and Greyjay fell to the floor. [96]

The newly-awakened agent pulled his pistol and aimed at Demiangel. “Don’t move!”

“Move!” said the SKULL leader. “You’re bodytexting the door.”

Demiangel shrugged. “You have few more grenades there. You want to toss them, or just give up?”

The SKULL leader’s hand went to his side and grabbed a grenade. “I’ll throw this, I swear it.”

Before he could do anything, one of his other grenades exploded. That set off the others. Demiangel watched the whole room fill with blaster energy and then subside.

In the hall, Honeybee grew to full size and dropped a grenade pin at Abe’s feet. [97]

“That many grenades,” she said, “they might go off.”

Scene 8: Epilogue

“Wait,” said Nelson. “Why would I even bring you in on the Allison thing if I were going to betray you?”

“Honeybee realized that later, but we were already in the middle of the fight by then.”

Olivia had stopped pretending to transcribe phone messages and was watching them.

“And?” Nelson said.

“Sorry.”

“Thank you. You should probably get a local lawyer, though. You’ll get called in on the SKULL case and on Paxton’s case.”

“Oh, my dad’s a lawyer!” said Olivia.

Bill look at her. “And he let us drink at your house?”

“We’re old enough, silly.”

Bill slowly shook his head no. “Not for two months.”

“Ooop,” said Olivia.

“I didn’t hear any of that,” said Nelson. “Your dad is Craig Franklin?” Olivia nodded. “Get her dad.”

“Done,” said Abe. “Bill, take her home and ask him. So who’s going to be on the street next week?”

“Slab, Greyjay, Fading Fox…the SKULL higher-ups have too much invested in them. Probably the troops will get off. There’s not much holding them. The SKULL leader, though. Get this…it’s Paxton’s brother. Also a Paxton.”

“But we didn’t really address the suspected problem with STAR.”

“Someone will,” said Nelson.

“This has been great,” said Lauren. “But I have a date back home.”

“Architecture?”

“Gothic,” she said. Abe looked at her. “Cosplay. We’re going to a party.”

“Oooh,” said Nelson. “I want photos. I’ve been looking at Visigoth outfits.”

Abe shook his head and waved them off.

Finally. Peace and quiet, he thought.

A small man appeared suddenly and said, “Abraham. Shaylah, your ex-wife…she has need of you. Come with me!”

Or not.


Cast

Supervillain: Slab (Brick)

PRW CRD STR INT AWR WIL STA
7 4 7 4 3 4 11
Specialties Powers
  • Good (5) Damage Resistance
  • Weak (1) Life Support (breathe underwater)
Qualities
  • Big & Heavy
  • Sensitive about freakishness
  • Clumsy

VIPER Agents

VIPER Assault Agents. What’s not to hate?

PRW CRD STR INT AWR WIL STA
3 4 4 3 3 3 7
Specialties Guns (+1) Powers
  • Poor (2) Force Field uniform
  • Poor (2) Dazzle Resistance
  • Fair (4) Dazzle Extra: Burst Limit: Preparation
  • Good (5) Gadgets (Viper Weapons):
    • Autopistol: Fair (4) Shooting Extra: Burst Limit: -2 accuracy
    • Carbine: Good (5) Blast Extra: Burst Limit: -1 accuracy
    • Energy Bazooka: Incredible (7) Blast Limit: Preparation every shot
    • Jet pack: Average (3) Flight
Qualities
  • Loyal criminal
  • Remember the mission!
  • Minion (optional)
  • Aerial Agents: Jet pack, Autopistol
  • Assault Agents: Carbine
  • Heavy Weapons Agents: Energy Bazooka
  • Undercover Agents: Stealth (+1), Technology (+1), Autopistol
  • Torch operators: Incredible (7) Corrosion Limit: Runs off batteries

Game Mechanics

[1] If any Mythic questions come up, we start at CF 7.

[2] Same CF. There are two superhero groups in town and they brought Slab (Brick) and two teams of Heavy Weapons in case, besides the team that ‘s doing the actual cutting.

[3] How many of the other guys does she see? They’ve got stealth, so say they’re difficulty 5 to see. 4+4>5; she sees most of them.

[4] How tough is it to see her? She’s trying to be stealthy, so 5+1, +2 for her size: Difficulty 8 to see. None of the ones near the cornerstone see her (3+1, 3+3, 3-1, 3+0). She hits the first (6+1+2) and her Affliction gets maximum damage, 6+5>4, 6 points.

[5] Spotting her is one thing. Does he hit? 4+1-1+5>5+2+1. Lucky roll but he pegs her for 5 Stamina.

[6] Falling is Trouble and she gets a DP

[7] Say she was level 2 up, because she had just hit someone and was climbing, so that would be 2 stamina…but I’m going to cut it to 1 because of her size and shrunk weight. Mythic, did she fall in the demolition area (Even odds)? 49% Yes.

[8] She (a) activates the “There is no one like me” quality and Recovers, costing 1 DP. Which is good, because two of the 10 people around her see her. And Blake loses the second Affliction roll, so falls unconscious.

[9] The two fire 5+2-1<5+2, 4+1+1-1<5+2 and miss

[10] Initiative Abe 5+5=10 Demiangel 6+3=9 Slab (Brick) 4+5=9 Honeybee 5+3=8 Agents 4+1=5

[11] Although I gave him the “Instant” extra, I did it after the park combat. So bear that in mind later.

[12] Does he hit? He doesn’t get the specialty: 3-4<7

[13] 6+1-2<7

[14] 6+2>3 to hit with Affliction, and 6+2>4 for the Affliction roll.

[15] Partial cover makes him +2 for difficulty to hit.

[16] 6+3>4 to hit

[17] 6+0<7

[18] 6+2+3>3, Affliction rolls are 7>4 and 5>4.

[19] Agent firing at wall: 4+1-1+0> 2; Agents firing at Abe: 4+1-1+1=5, 4+1-1+1=5. Abe isn’t affected, but he figures shutting off the shield gives him some invisibility. Will that work? Well, we’ll see.

[20] 6+0>4, so the Telekinesis grabs Slab (Brick).

[21] Slab (Brick) is at Prowess 3 while he’s holding on to the crane. Demiangel hits him: 6+0>3, and I’m not even going to roll for the slam, just assume there is one. Now Slab (Brick) is down 3 Stamina; falling is 1 damage per 10 feet and we’ll say it’s 100 feet to the ground this time. So that’s 10 Stamina, reduced to 5.

[22] Mythic, does he land on anything? (50-50, CF 7) 19%…yes. 1-2: concrete 3-4: I-beams 5-6 trailer 6

[23] She gets 6+2+2>4 and hits him with Affliction; Affliction works 6+0>4

[24] I assume 6 are trying; all but one miss. That one, an assault agent, gets 4+3+1-1=7, for 3 damage that doesn’t get through Demiangel’s damage resistance.

[25] 3 Awareness+4>3

[26] He needs this to work, so +2 activating Child of Magic and burning a DP. Thank goodness: 6-3+2>4.

[27] Oh, that’s a terrible roll: 4-3<3 to get a solid footing despite the stairs.

[28] Slab (Brick)’s Prowess is 0 (he’s waist deep in the ground and restricted by the half trailer); Demiangel gets 6-1>0, which calls for a stun, which turns out to be 10>7…and Slab (Brick) is out.

[29] 5+2+1>4, so he’s down by 4.

[30] Well, actually, Abe threw him telekinetically. 6+3>4, 6+4>4 for stun. Of 16 agents & 1 supervillain, 6 Agents are down, 3 are hurt, and the supervillain is unconscious. But they have the target.

[31] Mythic: Does he pick the right one (even)? 83%…nope. Hit: 6+2>3. Stun? 8-2>4 Stunned.

[32] She fails, even with the +2 from being shrunk offsetting the -2 for trying to hit just the hand. 5+2-2-3<4.

[33] GM Fiat. All heroes get a Determination Point

[34] 6+0>3, Affliction is 6-2=4, so that one doesn’t even affect the agent.

[35] Let’s roll for support. All the agents are going to be undercover agents.

[36] Initiatives: Honeybee 13 Abe 9 Demiangel 9 Athletic normals 8 Cheshire Cat 7 Allison 6 Nelson 5 SKULL agents 5

[37] Abe using Fire Control to stop the explosions in the van engine: 5+3> 3+2 (for hidden). It will stay stopped as long as he can Concentrate.

[38] Interpose, so Demiangel is +2 to be hit: 6+1+2>6+1, for 7 stamina, 4 absorbed. No slam.

[39] Does she hit Fading Fox (Cheshire Cat)? 4-2+2<5 Nope. She hits Demiangel in the back by mistake, and he gets a DP.

[40] Does she hit? 4+0>3. Yes; 3 Stamina damage.

[41] Affliction: 6+2-4>3; Affliction is 6+0>4.

[42] 5+1+2+4>6+1; Stun roll is 5+3=8, so no stun.

[43] Demiangel activates “Trying to good” for a recovery: 8 back.

[44] 4+1-2+1=4; half damage for a marginal hit. Flare of force field

[45] Firing at Demiangel: 4-1-3, 4-1-3, 4-1-2: All miss. Firing at Abe: 4-1+3, 4-1+0, 4-1-3: One hits marginal, shields absorb it. Firing at Nelson (difficulty 6): 4-1+4, 4-1+0, 4-1+3: one hit, one marginal; armor takes the marginal and other hits her for 3; firing at Allison (difficulty 4 to hit): 4-1-2, 4-1-1, 4-1+1 (marginal), 4-1+2 (hit)

[46] He activates the “Child of magic” quality and stunts “Instant” on magic; cost 1 DP. Then he casts Teleport 3 extra Affects others (I’ll treat it like Alteration Ray): 5+2+0>6 and

[47] 6+2>7

[48] They are running defensively, so they each get +2: difficulty 6 to hit.

[49] 3-2<5, 3+0<6.

[50] 6+4>3, so he grabs and tosses.

[51] The +1 skill and -2 for aim result in 3: 3+0, 3-3, 3-1, 3+0, 3+2, 3+1, 3+0: all less than 6.

[52] Abe does not know that the man takes damage from being teleported, and had only 1 stamina. So the guy is unconscious.

[53] Oh, here’s a horrible thing: Mythic, has the car been stolen? (Extremely unlikely) 64% No.

[54] She’s going to use an advantage to try and find out. Difficulty 7; Awareness 4+1+2=7. So she finds it, barely. She activated “No one like me” and it cost a lost panel or three.

[55] A second look takes forever…but she can keep rolling, and the story doesn’t go forward if they don’t find it.

[56] The spell is Phasing 3+Passengers:5+2+0>6.

[57] Do they get spotted by VIPER guards and technicians? Well, 3-4<2, so no. They will as soon as they move, though.

[58] Alteration Ray: Transformation, Extra Burst Limit Offensive.5+2+2>6. He’s used this before.Coordination for the attack is 5+0, which beats the 4 or 3.

[59] Fortunately, this time he cast Phasing 2 + Passengers, because he rolled much worse: 5+2-3=4

[60] Although the book says that Exhaustion tests happen as soon as you start holding your breath, I’m going to give each character (Strength) pages before testing  I assume it will take 5 pages, so only Abe has to roll: 3+2>0, 3-2=1. Abe will ask for them to rest.

[61] The GM offers him a determination point if he comes up with a reason not. He accepts, but offers an explanation that he can walk back.

[62] He’s going to change the mental link with her. Difficulty 3; 5+2-2>3. ESP, Limit: Proxy,

[63] Alteration Ray, Transformation, burst, they get a Str roll to resist. 5+2+0>6 Coordination 5+3>4, and effect: 6-1>4.

[64] Prowess 6+1+0>3. Major success, so full hold. He applies a little squeeze while he brings him down.

[65] They have enough stamina that Demiangel can get them to 1 stamina. I’m going to give these the “Minion” quality, because they’re a logical impediment but not much from a story point of view.

[66] I just realized that a Viper agent is knocked out by an average 10D6 attack. That sounds like a minion to me, but I’m going to make it situational: An agent who is near Nest Leader is not a minion; the rest are.

[67] To hit: 5+3>4; effect is 6+1>4

[68] Spending a determination point.

[69] Initiative: Demiangel 9, Honeybee 8, Brick 8, Abe 7, Agents 6

[70] He’s trying to learn a Quality. Say this is Intellect versus Willpower: 5+2 vs 4, a major success: He knows that Brick is sensitive about his appearance. He gets two free activations.

[71] Brick is prowess 7, Abe isn’t resisting but we’ll give him his full Prowess in terms of keeping his arms free. What a roll… 7-4=3. Okay…he gets Abe but Abe’s arms are free.

[72] Telepathy, limit: Touch only. 5+2+0>6. He’s got level 8 telepathy to the touch.

[73] Telepathy, 7-1>4, moderate success. Whether it’s 6 or 8, it’s enough.

[74] 6+1+3>7. 5 Damage Resistance, but 3 gets through. Does it make him drop Abe? Coordination vs Coordination, I think. 5+0>4, but not by a lot, so he’s got a partial hold on Abe still.

[75] He uses the other activation to get Brick so mad he’ll drop Abe.

[76] Coordination test 5-1>3

[77] 7+0=6+1; marginal hit for 3 Stamina, which Demiangel’s damage resistance absorbs

[78] Transformation: 5+0>4 to hit, and 6+1>4 overwhelms their strength.

[79] 6+1+3>7; no slam.

[80] 7-1<7

[81] 6+1+3>7 again. This time, Demiangel is going to spend a determination point in hopes of improving the slam test. 8+1+2>7, so into the next space. He was deliberately trying to aim, so I’m going to let it work

[82] But it does provide a bit more Stamina damage.

[83] He’s going to need a limit on this spell because it’s Stunning vs Will Extra: Broadcast; Limit: Tiring Oh, the best roll possible: 5+2+5>3

[84] I’m going to say he pushes, which costs him a DP, but I know that won’t do anything.

[85] Greyjay (Bluejay) has been watching with X-Ray vision, so she’s set. Put her in Initiative order: Demiangel 9, Nest Leader 9, Honeybee 8, Abe 7, Bluejay 6, Agents 6 She hits but the affliction does nothing: 5+0<8

[86] 6+0=5+1. Still, Honeybee takes 2 Stamina from that.

[87] They’re unaffected because the adventure ends otherwise, so the heroes each get a DP for that.

[88] 5+1=5+1; another marginal hit, for 3 Stamina.

[89] That was a crappy roll: 6-3 so it affects Abe a bit (3 Stamina) and massive failure for Demiangel.

[90] 6+3>5; the Affliction has marginal success (6-2=4), so 3 Stamina.

[91] AKA Recover, activating Child of Magic.

[92] 5+1+0<5+1+2

[93] As bad as it can get: 6-5<5. Let’s have it wake an agent, too; that earns Demiangel a DP.

[94] 5+1-1-2<6. He misses.

[95] Because Honeybee hits but only because she’s shrunk: 5+1+2-1>5+1

[96] Abe is next in Initative order, so he’s going to spend a DP and point at his mask to end the affliction. The GM says, no, you have to roll, but gives him +4 on the resistance roll. Which he succeeds at and the Affliction ends. (6-1<3+4)

[97] That’s so cool I had to do it, but it cost her a Determination Point and Activating “There is no one like me.”

Sunday, April 3, 2022

Uncanny Justice 8: Pirates Beyond Time!

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Uncanny Justice 8: Pirates Beyond Time!

A solo play, featuring Abe Cadabra, Honeybee, and Demiangel. The adventure is Fainting Goat Games’ “Pirates Beyond Time!”, written by Chuck Rice.

Scene 1: (New) Home At Last[1]

In the new headquarters Lauren tightened the last screw on the dresser. It wasn’t a huge dresser, but she didn’t plan to live here; she had her own place about twenty minutes away. This place just needed a change of clothes and toiletries. When you can fly as fast as a jetliner, the commutable distance is large. The whole business with Steve last fall had convinced her not to date in the same city she worked in.

Wednesday, March 2, 2022

Uncanny Justice 7: Crisis on Earth V (secretly Crisis at Crusader Citadel)

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Crisis on Earth V

Being a solo play with Abraham Cadabra, Honeybee, and Demiangel. Crisis on Crusader Citadel would require more updating than I want to do to move to the modern era, so I did this instead.

Guest heroes are from Icons Origins (Rogue Thorn is the Crimefighter; Somebody is the Shapeshifter) with a couple of changes: I gave the Crimefighter an extra level in Martial Arts so she could stunt; made the shapeshifter’s Transformation into Transformation (people).

I will put Icons versions of the V&V characters on my Google Drive and in the Facebook group; the ideas belong to Jeff Dee and Jack Herman.

A note from halfway through: Oh my god this feels like a slog. So much to set up before I get to the next fight. And from later on, it is over 10000 words, once I subtract character descriptions. Maybe a bit less without footnotes. Gah.

A note from the end: If this were a story, I’d cut half of it. It’s long: about 11000 words. But done.

You might notice weird text things because I started off with different names for all the characters except the Uncanny Justice ones, and then I said, “Come on, it’s not like I’m going to publish this!” and changed them back…except I missed some. So Shocker had the alternate name Amp and when I changed it back, words like tamper suddenly became tShockerer — I think I got all of those, but maybe not.

All of the character translations I did are in the Facebook ICONS group. I should put them on the wiki as well.

Chapter 1: Sent to Center City

Demiangel lifted the robot. While Abe was deactivating it, Demiangel said, “How long is the Society going to be away?”

Monday, February 28, 2022

Uncanny Justice 6: Family of Fear

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Family of Fear

The next holiday isn’t until Valentine’s Day, so for January they get this adventure, Fainting Goat Games’ “Festival of Fear” but without a holiday connection.

Thursday, February 24, 2022

Uncanny Justice 5: Sign of the New Year

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Sidereal Signs of the New Year

Continuing the terrible holidays of Uncanny Justice…

Being a solo play with Abraham Cadavra, Honeybee, and Demiangel. The adventure is Ad Infinitum’s “The Sidereal Schemes of Dr. Zodiac”.

Wednesday, February 16, 2022

Uncanny Justice 4: What Rough Beast

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What Rough Beast

Slouches From Our Past

Continuing the terrible holidays of Uncanny Justice…

Being a solo play with Abraham Cadavra, Honeybee, and Demiangel. I’m having trouble figuring out a New Year’s adventure, so this is an old Champions adventure slotted into the week between Christmas and New Year’s Day. The (reasonably original) HERO version of the adventure is available at http://www.patric.net/morpheus/hero/beast.

Friday, February 11, 2022

Uncanny Justice 3: Panic! At The Museum

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A Host of Christmas Past

Panic! At The Museum

Being a solo play with Abraham Cadavra, Honeybee, and Demiangel. While Devil’s Night took place on Halloween, and A Mastermind Affair happened early in the Christmas season, the events of A Host of Christmas Past take place almost at Christmas. The structure and events come from Fainting Goat Games’ Panic! At The Museum by Chuck Rice. Because I’m interpolating and changing a lot, expect more rambling than usual.

Chapter 1: The Past Is Present

“Why would a place called Plains View give us an award?” asked Bill. “The town doesn’t even have a website. Only found ones for the churches and something called the Plains View Public Museum. I can’t even believe a place called Plains View has a museum.” Bill—Demiangel—took off his sunglasses and scanned the airport crowd. “Abe, I thought you said there’d be a ride.”

“There’s supposed to be,” said Abe as he adjusted his overnight bag on his shoulder. “Maybe at the luggage carousels.”

“I expected terrorists on the plane—” said Lauren, also called Honeybee.

“—Planes,” said Bill. “I swear the last one was a biplane.”

“—Something, anyway. Like, this award is to get us out of town.”

“No one needs to give us an award to get us out of town. We’ve lost our headquarters,” pointed out Abe. “Yeah, I know it’s dodgy that they’re giving an award to us, of all people. Especially—” He paused, and then started again. “They’re paying for lodging. They say.” He started forward, blending into the crowd. He was holding the letter that had brought them here.

“I haven’t even been on the team that long. I shouldn’t be part of the award,” said Bill, as he struggled to keep up.

Lauren shrank down and flew ahead; she snatched the letter while Bill scooped up her carry-on.

“Hey!” said Abe. “Give that back!”

Lauren was already back at her bag and full size, scanning the letter. “Enough mystery. What is the award for, anyway?”

Bill said, “If you’re going to stand still, move over. You’re blocking the flow of traffic. People are staring.”

“Oh-em-gee,” said Lauren. “They’re staring at Abe.” She looked at Abe. “This is your home town? Like, in the Midwest?

“Shhh,” said Abe. He looked around. “It’s probably a trap. I hope it’s a trap.”

“I figured one of the coasts, or Fairyland, or something. Your dad was a fairy, right? Oh, we need to see everything,” Lauren exclaimed.

“If we had a headquarters, I would not have said yes,” said Abe. “And seeing everything will take a whole ten minutes.”

“Oh…your high school,” Lauren said. “Will they have a reunion?”

“We’re invited to a dinner,” said Abe dejectedly. “We, uh, we have tickets.”

Lauren squealed with delight. “You are a man of mystery no more.”

Abe said, “High school was hell. And I’ve been to Hell, so I know.”

“It’ll be fine,” said Lauren. “Not every day you get an honored son award.”

“There’s our ride!” said Bill. He pointed to an old black man in a suit, who was holding a sign that said Uncanny Justice.

Lauren tried to reassure Abe. “Maybe he’ll turn into a robot and try and kill us.”

“No,” said Abe. “Worse luck.”

They reached the old man, who said, “Dr. Wyatt William Wainwright.” He looked at Abe and said, “Well?”

Despondent, Abe said, “Hello, grandfather.”

#

“Oh, the mayor will want to have her picture taken with you. All of you. That will tick off your mother some. She’s busy, I’m afraid.”

“Of course,” said Abe. “Christmas.” He was sitting in the front seat; Dr. Wainwright had insisted. Bill and Lauren were in the back seat.

Wainwright steered the car onto the highway. The edge of the road held mounds of dirty snow. The airport was still in a rural area but it was only minutes before the edge of town appeared, as a succession of strip malls lined the road.

“Your mother?” Lauren said. She was enjoying this a great deal.

Dr. Wainwright said, “My daughter is the librarian. She only got her Master’s though, and Abraham doesn’t even have—”

“I know, grandfather. I’m still three courses short.” Behind him, Abe could hear Lauren stifle a giggle.

Wainwright shook his head, then changed lanes. “Well, three courses. Even a podunk college should offer those. After all, I’m—”

“You are the Wachsmuth Chair, I know.” Abe was polite but managed to sound like a petulant teenager.

Lauren sat up. “Crinoids?”

Wainwright smiled. “You know about Wachsmuth?”

“A tiny bit. I had a paleontological overview but they glossed over the Ordovician in favour of the Mesozoic. Had to make it interesting for us physicists.”

Wainwright’s smile lessened slightly when she said ‘physicist.’ “Who was your professor?”

“For that? Garret Springer.”

“Hmph. Solid enough. He’d do a reasonable overview. Bit prone to speculative thinking.” Lauren felt that Professor Springer had just been chastised.

Bill said, “How long have you lived in Plains View, sir?”

“Took a position at the museum fifty years ago, just after Abraham’s mother was born.” He pulled into a parking lot. “Abraham, this is not some scheme of your mother’s. In fact, it is mine. I suggested that you get the honor of favoured son, because I think there is something that warrants investigation.”

Abe sat up straight. Lauren and Bill leaned forward.

“This happened against my advice, because they seem to think that the Wachsmuth Chair is largely ceremonial now. Just because they passed me over for the directorship—”

“Grandfather?” said Abe.

“You’re quite right; there might not be time to discuss this after the mayor and your mother get their hooks into you. And Director Crosby, although that—”

“Grandfather.” Abe was tapping his fingers now.

Wainwright hmphed. “The museum has hired a metahuman to bring fossil dinosaurs back to life. Crosby claims that he simply wants to study locomotion, vocalizations, and behaviors. First, it’s hardly rigorous. Who knows what will be introduced by this metahuman power? Second, I think it’s the worst idea since the Cretaceous Park movies.”

Bill started, “Don’t you mean—”

“The Tyrannosaurus rex is a Cretaceous fossil.” Bill shut up but was grinning. “Crosby claims that there is no way that the dinosaurs could escape, but I wouldn’t trust him to restrain a Glyptocrinus.”

“Crinoid, like a water lily,” whispered Lauren to Bill, who nodded.

“Yes, sir,” said Abe.

“A point in your favor, from the mayor’s standpoint, was that you could stay with us. Less expensive for the town.”

Abe swallowed. “Not at the farmhouse.”

“We are not isolated any more, young man. The suburbs have encroached, as you’d know if you ever visited.”

“Mom and I don’t... “ Abe sighed. “Yes, sir.”

“You cannot have your old room, I’m afraid, because your mother turned it into a Pilates studio; however the bunkhouse is habitable for all three of you.”

Bill settled back. He said, “Stuff happens around superheroes. I hope you’re insured.”

“Nonsense,” said Wainwright. He edged out of the parking lot to pull onto the road...and a zombie velociraptor ran by. Four more were heading up the road.

“See? Velociraptors,” said Bill.

Dr. Wainwright turned and looked at them. “Deinonychus, actually.”

“Pardon us, sir,” Abe said. The team got out.

“Even a Glyptocrinus would be too clever for Crosby.” Wainwright shook his head.

Chapter 2: Raptor Rampage

Bill and Lauren—now as Demiangel and Honeybee—took to the air. [1] Bill manifested a spear of fire and threw it at the lead raptor, hoping to get its attention.[2] Lauren headed for the pack of four zombie dinosaurs.

They weren’t fossils animated, nor dinosaurs summoned from the past, but maybe something in between. Maybe science instead of magic.

Abe knew they had to have a corral of some kind; he thought of a spell that might work.[3]

Demiangel now had the attention of the raptor. He was confident that he was out of reach,[4] but the undead beast leapt off a car to get enough height, and its jaws grabbed Demiangel and dragged him almost to the ground before it fell off him.

“Vile abomination!” Demiangel cried out loud; for his communicator only, he said, “That drew blood.”

The other four velociraptors all roared and started for Demiangel. They moved surprisingly quickly.

A cylinder of shimmering eldritch force surrounded the pack of four velociraptors. [5] Trapped in with them, Honeybee was spending as much time avoiding them as trying to hit one with the venom sound.

Demiangel said, “If thou wish to be close, foul beast, then we shall be close!” [6] He pulled back his arm and punched — but only managed a glancing blow.

The velociraptor made a sound, like a parrot clearing its throat and ran past Demiangel to charge at the eldritch cylinder. It [7] hit and popped the wall like a soap bubble.

The other four velociraptors started running to keep pace. They made a big loop and Demiangel knew exactly where they were headed: him.

Honeybee was pacing them, too, This time she was better positioned[8] and hit the velociraptor. She moved to the next one.

Abe saw them heading for some panicked pedestrians, including a lady with a baby stroller. He re-created the eldritch wall but this time as a ramp over the pedestrians. [9]

Honeybee hit the next raptor[10] and moved on.

Demiangel took the fight to them, charging on wings of flame at the leader, the velociraptor he had been tangling with.[11] They connected with a loud roar, and the velociraptor flew back from Demiangel’s charge, flying through the air and gradually losing all semblance of life until it was just bones and wire that landed on top of the strip mall.

“One down,” said Demiangel. He remembered to add, “Varlet.”

The other four spread out so that one was coming from each side and two in front. They swiped at him with vicious claws.[12] He twisted away from one, managed to turn the second and third attacks into a glancing blow, and felt the claws of the fourth.

Abe decided he needed to slow them down.[13]

Honeybee saw one fall down; excellent. Then another. She had two more to hit, then.[14] She missed the first one.

Demiangel decided that punching was the only thing that worked.[15] He connected solidly, but the things were tough and didn’t want to fall down.

Both zombies concentrated on Demiangel. One hit; the other didn’t. The blows were painful and Demiangel knew they could whittle him down.

Abe managed to soften the ground beneath the beasts, turning it into the Plains View tar pit.[16]

“Thanks!” said Honeybee and envenomed the one that was until then unharmed.

Demiangel punched his again.

In a moment, both raptors were unconscious.

“I cannot understand why you wanted to leave such a delightful town,” said Lauren.

“Wait until you meet more people,” said Abe, moving to check on the woman with the baby stroller.

#

A big man yelled from two parking lots down. “Hey! Abe! That you?” Two children in snow suits were holding his hands.

Abe recognized him instantly. “Oh, god,” said Abe. “Martin Marshall.” He waved half-heartedly. Aside to the others, he said, “He tortured me in high school.”

“Then I have to meet him,” said Lauren and popped back to full size.

Marshall lumbered over, lifting the kids over the crusty snow between parking lots.

In the meanwhile, Bill made the wings disappear and pulled off his coat to look at it. “Ruined,” he said. He carefully put it back on; down feathers fluttered to the ground.

“Told you not to get one of those puffy down coats,” Lauren told him. “Get PowerOn clothes.”

“Can’t afford PowerOn clothes yet,” he muttered. “And too cold to go shirtless.”

“Good to see you!” Marshall trudged up to them, offered his hand. After a slight hesitation, Abe shook it. “Heck of a punch,” Marshall said to Bill. “Going to be at the dinner tonight?”

“I guess so.”

“We wouldn’t miss it,” said Lauren. She squatted down to talk to the children. “Hi. You going to be there?”

Both children were Asian, a boy and a girl. They shook their heads.

“They’re shy,” said Marshall. “We had to pick up some stuff and then we’re going to see Santa at the mall. That’ll be fun, won’t it, kids?”

Mute nods.

“Kids, I went to school with Abe here. Honest to goodness superhero. Who’d a thought?” He turned to Lauren and Bill. “Martin Marshall. Call me Marty. We were pretty hard on Abe — well, I was. Only black kid in the high school, so we were pretty low-key prejudiced to start.”

“Low-key?”

“Okay, maybe more than that, but you were also kinda weird— Well, you were, Abe, don’t deny it. Always telling us stories about your missing dad. I kept waiting for the girlfriend in Canada. —Yes, sweetie?” he said to the shorter child after she tugged on his coat. “You can talk to her, it’s okay.”

“I like your hair,” the girl, almost inaudibly.

“Thank you. I like your boots. Very sparkly.” That was too much interaction for the girl; she hid behind her father. Lauren stood up.

“Anyway, I hope we’ve left some of that behind,” said Marshall. “Sorry for being a jerk. Hope I see you tonight; I’d like you to meet my wife, Emily.”

“I don’t remember an Emily…?”

“Oh, she’s not local. Her maiden name was Cho.” He picked up the girl, and started trudging back to his car.

“He seems to have grown up,” said Lauren.

“Hmm,” said Abe.

Dr. Wainwright pulled into the parking lot. “I called Crosby and told him where his Deinonychus fossils are.” He chuckled.

Chapter 3: Be Rude To Your School

Lauren claimed the single bedroom in the bunkhouse, so Abe and Bill had to share the double. Bill had borrowed a needle and thread and was trying to repair his coat; Abe was brewing tea. There was a knock at the door.

Lauren looked at Abe.

“Well, it’s not my mother,” Abe said. “ She wouldn’t knock in her own house.”

While he crossed to the door, she asked, “What is it with you and your mom? She’s the one who married a faerie duke.”

“We didn’t....agree on stuff.” He opened the door and a flash went off. Bill stood up, suddenly ready for action; Lauren shrank down…but it was a photographer and a well-dressed woman in her fifties.

“Abraham!” She reached forward to hug Abe, who stepped back to avoid it, shaking her hand instead.

“Come in, Mayor Hinks. I’ll introduce you to the others.” He turned to the others. “This is the mayor of Plains View, Frances Hinks. These are Honeybee and Demiangel.”

She shook their hands. The photographer took pictures, and said, “That will be on the Herald website and, if I’m there in less than fifteen minutes, the print copy.”

“Best scoot, then,” said the mayor.

Abe said to Bill and Lauren, “He could wait ten minutes and still make it there in time.”

“We have grown, Abraham. He’ll be hard pressed to make it to the Herald’s new office.” She called after the photographer: “I didn’t say it, but speed!” She turned back. “He’ll be fine. No, no tea for me, darlings, we’ll have the presentation tomorrow at two at the Town Hall.”

“Why are you telling us? Why not just send a car?”

“Because you’re superheroes, darlings. Something will come up, like the velociraptors, so better you know where and when you should be. I don’t want to send a car and pay the driver weekend rates while he twiddles his thumbs. At least I know it won’t be more velociraptors; Dr. Crosby assures me he has that security hole patched.”

“Do you believe him?” asked Abe.

“Of course. Your grandfather has corrupted you, Abraham! I’ll see you tomorrow at two. Goodbye, darlings!” She blew them all kisses and left.

Lauren, Bill, and Abe looked at each other and exhaled.

The door opened again, and Mayor Hinks popped her head in. “Something is happening at the high school. You should get there. Hurry!”

#

Half the high school was demolished by the time they got there. It was already dark. Honeybee did a quick search to see if the villain were still around, but no.

Abe said, “This is the time of year for basketball tournaments, and it looks like the gym was destroyed. Check there first. Demiangel, we might need you on rescue. Honeybee, we need to check for people injured. You can get through small spaces.”

“Got it. Demiangel, there’s a wall over here that looks bad,” said Honeybee.

Demiangel held it up while Honeybee dove into the wreckage. She heard a heartbeat and wormed through large chunks of concrete, wishing she could get even smaller.

“I’ve got…one. Older man, a custodian by outfit.” Honeybee could see astral forms, which often let her know if someone’s spirit was still in the body. “Sir? Can you hear me?”

“Dino… Dinosaur.”

“Good to know, thanks. You’re what’s important right now. We’ve got to get you out. What’s your name?”

“Cletus.”

“Okay, Cletus. Can you cover your ears?”

The man drew in a shaky breath. “Yeah.”

“Do it.” Honeybee considered how to approach. If she blasted from him out, sure she’d miss him but she could cause a landslide as rubble shifted. Instead, she backed out until she was under the top layer. She fired once, and the rubble shook itself to dust. Six more layers to go, she thought.

In the meantime, Abe had fashioned a crude dowsing stick but this one would find people, not water.[17] He convinced the fire warden to let him wander around the wreckage, but he found nothing. Miraculously for a Friday evening, the school had been nearly empty.

Once they got a jack in place to support the wall and ceiling, Demiangel could help move rubble as well.

Cletus was sent to the hospital.

“We’re lucky no one else was hurt.”

“I think the villain was trying to avoid injuries. The games were last night and there’s supposed to be the Christmas dance tomorrow.”

“But why the high school?” asked Demiangel. “Why not a bank or the Town Hall?”

“I’d guess high school was hell for someone besides Abe,” said Honeybee. She led them to the football field, currently covered in snow.

Demiangel formed his wings so that he and Abe could see. Stamped into the snow was The past is not dead.

#

“Dr. Crosby, we just want to know the name of the meta who brought the dinosaurs back.”

“She’s not answering her phone. It’s very disconcerting—” Crosby was about the age of Abe’s mother. He seemed distracted, constantly looking at his phone.

“Her name, Dr. Crosby?”

“She, uh, goes by Half-Past. Apparently people are after her. I gather that’s common with you.”

Abe swore. Dr. Crosby raised his eyebrows. “That’s a bit more, uh, hip than I expected,” said Dr. Crosby.

Lauren said, “Description?”

“Female. About your age, Abraham. Tall, thin, pale, almost ghost-like. Translucent. I didn’t ask, but she volunteered that it was from her powers. Black hair but pale translucent eyebrows. Glasses...well, goggles. Far-sighted.”

“With that translucency, I guess we don’t need to ask about weight.”

“I would never notice,” said Dr. Crosby haughtily. Abe sighed. The cool paleontologists don’t work in Plains View.

“Of course you wouldn’t,” said Abe. “I’m sure it was for a burner phone, but could you give us her number? Thanks.”

They turned to leave. Before he went out the door, Demiangel said, “A hint: No one has used ‘hip’ non-medically and without irony for thirty years, maybe more.”

#

“Why now?” asked Abe back at the bunkhouse. They were still expected at the dinner, and he was dressing in his suit. “Why not last year or next year? Is it Christmas? Is it that she just got her powers? Is it us?”

Bill tried again to tie his tie. “Do we have clip-on ties?”

Lauren came out of her room. “Bathroom’s mine! Still have to do my face. He said she’s about your age, Abe. Classmate who needed thick glasses and got mistreated?” The door shut.

Abe sighed and went over to the bookshelf. “I hid my senior yearbook here when I left home. Maybe it’s still—” He took the atlas down from the shelf and opened it. The contents were cut out and inside was a yearbook.

“You damaged a book to hide your yearbook?” Bill made another stab at his bow tie.

“A tenant cut the atlas; I just took advantage and hid this instead of grass. Pretend you’re tying your shoes—it’s the same knot, really.”

“Is this stuff PowerOn?”

“No; it's Stillman’s Rentals. Fortunately you’re big because all his other stock was rented for this. Don’t fly.” Abe was paging quickly through the yearbook. He stopped and put his finger on a picture. “Heh. Julia Abercrombie.”

Bill craned his head over. “She’s not wearing glasses.”

“Not a suspect. I sort of dated her in senior year. Except her father said she shouldn’t date no darkie.” He looked up. “Not his exact wording. Julie was okay, though she listened to her dad.” He finished the seniors and started on the juniors.

Lauren came out. She framed her face. “Ta-daa!”

“You look like you’re not wearing makeup,” said Bill.

“Which takes a lot of work,” she said. “Obviously Half-Past didn’t have powers then,” and she evened out the loops on Bill’s tie. “Unless you just missed mentioning you had a translucent girl at school.”

“I did not. She must not have got powers here,” said Abe. “Man, some of these people I don’t even remember.”

“Maybe she found a crashed alien spacecraft in the woods,” Bill pointed out.

“We know that person,” said Lauren. “Wasn’t her.”

“Christine Smith,” Abe said. He pointed at an empty square. “I remember the glasses, but I didn’t hang with her. We were different years. I remember she tried to get a science club started at one point but…Plains View High didn’t have much unless you were into tractors, sports, or cheerleading.”

“There’s no picture,” Lauren pointed out.

“She was away that day. I was gone by the time she graduated. I remember she was supposed to be smart, and I remember gangly and glasses and dark hair.”

“Would your mother know?” asked Lauren quietly.

“Sure; smart means library in this town. But she won’t answer the phone for me. I’ll ask around at the dinner.”

Their ride arrived. Abe looked at the two. “You’re not wearing PowerOn,” he said to Bill. “So no wings. Lauren?”

“I’ll shrink out of the dress, but the bodysuit under it is PowerOn.” She smiled. “Learned my lesson long ago.”

Chapter 4: The Dead Will Dance

There were maybe a hundred people there: almost everyone who had been at the high school during Abe’s time, despite when they graduated. A few old staff members had shown up, too: anyone over fifty was former staff. About a dozen were in tuxes and gowns; most of the rest were in Sunday suits and dresses (though one was in an inherited powder-blue leisure suit) and the remaining few were in clean jeans and overalls. Young wait staff moved among the guests with drinks and tip jars for re-building the school.

Abe met a few former teachers and then got cornered by Mr. Hawthorne, who had started as principal before Abe’s mother started there, and only retired five years ago. “I have managed to convince the Plains View Historical Society to put up a plaque, though that of course cannot rectify—”

“Of course,” said Abe. He looked around for escape.

“I have the wording of the plaque here,” said Mr. Hawthorne. “If you’d like—”

“Of course,” said Abe, and took the paper. He saw Marty standing there with a woman, and said, “Excuse me. Classmate.”

Mr. Hawthorne nodded.

Marty introduced his wife, Emily. She said, “I heard you were very nice to our kids.”

“They seem like good kids,” Abe said.

Emily brightened. “They are!” She glanced at Marty. “Though at some point I wouldn’t mind if you have tips about surviving when you’re not considered a local.”

“You’re a local!” Marty told her.

“No, sweetie. You are.” To Abe she said, “Not for me, for the girls.”

“They’re local! They were born here!” insisted Marty.

Both Abe and Emily looked at him. Finally Abe said, “I was born here. Would you consider me a local?”

Marty had the grace to look abashed. “At least we’re honouring you now. Plus all the money goes to rebuilding the high school.”

“True. Hey, do you remember a girl, Christina Smith? She would have been a year or two behind me.”

“Smith? No. But Mary Bailey would know. She was Mary Ephraim, she married Tom Bailey.”

Then Frances Connor-now-Miller asked Abe for an autograph, and then Kirsten Shaw, who indicated she was freshly divorced. Abe glanced around. Someone was hitting on Lauren but he didn’t recognize the man, and there was already a line for Bill’s autograph (all former football players, like Marty). He saw Julia Abercrombie (very pregnant!) but she didn’t approach him, and others kept him busy.

Dinner was chicken or steak; Lauren had some problems explaining the concept of vegetarianism to them. She chose chicken and ate around it.

Then Mr. Hawthorne got up while the teenagers were still clearing dishes. “I’d like to thank you all for coming. I know this has been a difficult day for us, given the events earlier. We are fortunate that Mr. Amble was the only one in the school, and I am assured that he will make a complete recovery.”

Applause.

“I’d like to preface this with a few words.” There was a general good-natured groan. “I’ll make it brief.”[18] He glanced down at his paper. “I remember when Abraham’s mother first came to the school—”

Lauren suddenly looked concerned. “Ghosts,” she whispered over the communicator. She looked around. “Six. Nine. Maybe more.”

Abe and Bill looked but they couldn’t see anything. One of the teenagers clearing dishes coughed and held a hand to her chest as if she had heartburn. Abe was closest to her; he tensed, prepared for a medical emergency.

“—certainly showed promise—” The teenager set down the platter of plates she was holding and put her hands on Kirsten Shaw’s shoulders. Kirsten looked uncomfortable at this intrusion on her space.

Then the teenager growled and grabbed Kirsten’s ears, trying to lift her up to bite her head.[19]

“Possessed!” said Laurel over the communicator. Out of the corner of his eye, Abe saw more possessed teens.

“You think?” asked Abe as he leapt[20]. He grabbed the possessed teenager by the arms and pulled her back. Screams suddenly erupted from the crowd as maybe a dozen people tried to bite others.

“This isn’t usual Midwest behavior?” said Bill. He was trying to get to one of them, but was hemmed in by people clustered around him for protection. [21]

“No. They’re innocent people, just possessed!” Abe shouted. “Get away from them, we’ll handle it. Don’t hurt them!”

With his arms busy, Abe couldn’t cast spells. “Lauren, a little help?”

“In a sec.” [22] She zapped one and he fell down.

Bill took off his jacket. [23] “Sorry about the shirt,” he called.

“What?” said Abe. Maybe if he squeezed—

Bill’s wings popped out and he rose into the air, to the nearest possessed person. [24] With one swing of his arm, he sent the man to the far side of the room, where he slumped unconscious.

“Don’t hurt him!” Abe said. He squeezed the teenager tightly, applying pressure to her neck, and she slumped unconscious.

“Spirits are possessing new bodies,” Lauren reported.

Well, crap, thought Abe. In the middle of the crowd that had been around Bill, there was a growl and then a set of screams. [25]

Bill found the possessed man in the crowd and lifted him up. “Abe! We need a cage!”

Lauren found the other, following the scent of blood, and tried to lift her up...but Lauren had to grab by the woman’s dress because when shrunk, Lauren couldn’t reach around her to hold anything else. The woman tumbled to the floor.

Abe began a spell [26] to create what he thought of as the Playpen Of The Damned. Once he had a place to put them, he’d make it impervious to spirits.

No one there had ever actually seen Abe perform magic before. Many of them just stopped and stared.

“Holy—” started a man.

“Maybe he wasn’t lying about his father,” said Marty.

One of the possessed people actually went to an unconscious form and started to gnaw. [27] Marty ran to the man and kicked him off the unconscious person. [28]

The giant open cage appeared in one corner of the room. Bill had been waiting and dropped the possessed eater in it.

“I’ll make it ghost-proof too. Give me a sec,” said Abe.

“While the host is conscious, the spirit seems to stay put,” said Lauren. She rammed into the one she’d held and knocked the woman flat. “Dammit. Miscalculated and now the spirit is elsewhere.” Marty made a sound. “Oh, dammit.”

Abe said, “Honeybee, get people out. Demiangel and I will collect the spirits. I can banish them once we get these people safe!” The fact that he had switched to code names meant he thought it was serious.

“Marty is—”

“I see. Demiangel, I got him. Get the one who’s hurting that woman over there.”

Sorry, man.[29] He pivoted and drove his foot into Marty’s midsection. Though— This is cathartic. [30] Marty responded, though, trying to slash Abe and barely connecting.

In the meantime, Lauren had grown to a foot and a half so people could see her. “Everyone to the exit, please—“ She blasted another teenager who was possessed, but at half power. [31]

Demiangel grabbed another and carried her into the Playpen of the Damned.

Abe [32] didn’t connect as well with his fist, and Marty swung on him but missed. [33] Abe hoped that was because Marty was trying, ever so slightly, not to hurt him.

Other possessed people were hitting better [34] up to “Demiangel, that one— Save that woman there! I’ve got this!”

“No, you don’t. We need the spell!” said Demiangel. [35] He plucked up Marty and carried him to the Playpen.

Abe had to admit that was true. The information made several possessed people come for him, and Abe suddenly realized that a mystic shield was going to be better for him.

“All right, people. Come and get me.” [36] He made the hand passes that summoned the shield. [37]

And they came and attacked Abe before he was finished. [38] He had long rips and tears in his arms and legs but managed to finish the spell. Oh, I could have planned that better, he thought, feeling the throbbing and burning in his limbs.

Honeybee’s voice came over the communicator. “Maybe a quarter of them. No ghosts so I think you have them all. Had to zap one and I don’t want to hit her again.”

Demiangel [39] grabbed another one and dropped him in the Playpen. “Abe, we could use a little ghost-proofing.”

Abe slowly freed himself from the hungry possessed. They couldn’t hurt him with the shield up, but they could interfere with the next spell. “Come on, guys, I’m sure you can bite better than that.” One broke away from the crowd of departing guests and headed towards him. “You too, over there.” Three in the pen, four on me, hope Bill can handle the other three.

Honeybee’s [40] voice came over the communicator. “Dammit! He kept coming and I knocked him out. [41] Look for one more because I can’t see where the spirit went.”

“Great,” Demiangel said. [42] He dropped another one in the Playpen. “I get the feeling I’m the only one doing work here.”

“Yeah, we’re just on the couch eating bon-bons,” said Lauren. “You found that other one yet.”

“Can’t see for the ones I’m keeping busy,” said Abe.

“Sorry for not being faster,” said Bill.

“We don’t need to be snippy with one another,” said Abe, letting one attempt to chew on his hand. “We each do what we can. Any idea where the last one is?”

“Not yet,” said Lauren.

“All the others it was pretty obvious,” said Bill as he plucked up two more. [43] “This one has to be.”

“Don’t see it. Check the stragglers from the crowd.”

“Kinda busy,” said Abe. “Demiangel?”

“Nothing,” he said.

That meant there were four remaining, three on Abe and one in an unknown place. “One thing at a time,” Abe grunted.

Demiangel [44] grabbed the last three around Abe and dropped them in the Playpen. “All yours, Abe.”

Abe [45] chanted the spell and then touched the playpen. “Okay, that’s impervious to spirits that aren’t in a host. I’ll banish these spirits.” [46]

Afterward he was helping other people back into the building. He spotted Mary. “Mary, I was trying to track down Christine Smith. Whatever happened to her?”

“She went off to university,” said Mary. “Her father would know which one.”

“That does not help.”

Mary laughed. “Didn’t you know? Christine is Dr. Crosby’s daughter. Parents divorced when she was young, her mother’s new husband adopted her so she has a different name, but he’s her dad. She came here for the last couple of years of high school.”

“So Dr. Crosby knows where she is?”

“Probably.”

“That makes some of this much clearer. Thanks.”

There was a scream and Abe looked over in time to see Julia Abercrombie fall to the floor. He ran to her. She was pale and her breathing was shallow.

“Hey, Julie. What’s wrong?”

She gasped. “Hurts so… so bad. Never had this with anyone else…”

Abe [47] had a terrible thought. “Lauren, get over here.” Lauren was suddenly there. “Check her for an extra spirit.”

“I’d know if she were possessed, Abe.”

“No, check the unborn baby. See if the baby is possessed.” If he did an exorcism and there was no possessing spirit, the baby would have no spirit. If the baby needed the exorcism and he didn’t do it, Julie would die. [48]

“Hard to tell…I think. I think there are three. The baby’s possessed, Abe.”

“Call an ambulance; I don’t know what damage the baby might have done. I’m going to exorcise now.” [49] He cast the spell.

Lauren said, “The ambulance can’t make it in time. The other injuries have already swamped them.”

Abe stood up. “Bill, carry her. Take her to safety. I’ll deal with Christine Smith.”

“I’ll carry you,” said Lauren. [50]

Chapter 5: Panic! At The Museum

Lights were on at the museum. “Can you sneak in?” asked Abe.

“It’s winter, Abe. People don’t usually leave a window open in winter—”

“That door is ajar.” The door by the loading entrance was slightly open.

“Fine. Prove me wrong,” said Lauren. She dropped him near the door and flew in. “I hear— Slip in while they’re arguing.”

Abe opened the door as little as he could and stepped in, avoiding the snow that was building up in a line by the door.

He could hear voices in the display hall. “Christine, please don’t!”

“Half-Past is what I call myself now. Yes the T. rex , but didn’t you have an apatosaurus?”

“We’re replacing the movement. Please. That janitor is going to live—”

“Good. He was nice to me, but the rest of them can die. If they had helped me get extracurriculars, I’d have gotten into a real school, one that doesn’t have ‘accidents!’”

“Christine—” Crosby began.

“The government causes those accidents, you know. To make things like me .” There was a brief pause. “Good. You got the velociraptors back. While they’re busy with the spirits, the dinosaurs will kill them!”

Abe stepped into the hall. Christine was sitting on the triceratops, but her back was to him. “We’ve dealt with the spirits, Christine. Let’s try to fix your very real problems.”

The triceratops whirled around, nimble despite its bulk. On its back, Christine looked like a skeleton wrapped in pale white jelly, dressed in a winter coat and leggings. “I thought you’d understand,” she said. “But you think I’m a freak, too.”

The undead Tyrannosaur roared and ran past them. They could hear the loading dock door rip off the hinges and the cold from outside blew over them.

“On it,” came Lauren’s voice in his ear.

“That’s not what I meant, Christine! Look, vengeance is a heavy weight. Put it down.”

“They’ve taught me at the Foundation, Abe. You need time to cast your spells, and your friends usually provide it. I’m going to make sure you don’t get it.” The triceratops charged. [51] Its horn ran across the mystic shield on his chest as he tried to get away, but the shield prevented any damage. The triceratops ran into the wall with a tremendous thud, and the drywall over the cinder block shattered.

Abe [52] nimbly managed to pull himself onto the triceratops. “Give up, Christine. I know people who might be able to help.”

#

Meanwhile, Honeybee was diving at the zombie T. rex . [53] She managed to barely hit it but her sting had no effect; it was just too big. The T. rex [54] turned and snapped at her [55] but missed.

A passing car blared its horn and Honeybee thought, Please don’t stop and help!

But they couldn’t see her in the dark, and her sonic blast was, well, sonic: obvious but not visible at night.

She dove down so she was firing up and wouldn’t hurt anyone, even if she missed. Though how she could miss, given the size of that thing... [56] It shook, absorbing her blast at full strength, then [57] snapped at her again and missed.

Thank goodness it saw me, she thought. It won’t get distracted—

A shotgun blast rang out. [58] It missed, but it drew the thing’s attention to a dirty brown pickup truck with a shotgun sticking out the driver’s side window.

Great, she thought sarcastically. If only I had the guy with the flaming wings to let people know I’m here.

#

Abe was pulling himself along the triceratops, one handful of broken “flesh” at a time, trying to make sure he didn’t fall off. He hoped her powers were all about the past and not about the punching. He was almost close enough to grab her when he heard the screech, and the beak closed around his midsection, tossing him off the triceratops. [59] The mystic shield protected him from damage, but the triceratops turned while the pterosaur wheeled through the Hall of the Ancients.

I wish my grandfather had gotten the job. Then it would be harmless crinoids everywhere.

Fortunately the triceratops needed room to turn around and trample him, so he was able to roll over behind a display stand, get out of this wind.

“Where are you? I can see the past, you know, so I know where you were a second ago.” [60]

Ah. His wedding gift. When he had married Shaylah, his father had granted him power over fire. He couldn’t create fire, but if it were there, he could control it as fast as thought.

All he needed was fire.

He searched his tuxedo. There was paper in his pocket, from Mr. Hawthorne, and he [61] had a lighter. That was all he needed.

He tore the paper in two, jammed half into the display case, set it on fire. In his mind he was talking to it, telling it to grow, telling it to burn.

He heard the footsteps of the triceratops, so he sprang into view and made himself an obvious target. “Come get me, Christine.”

“I don’t have to get you. They’ll get you.”

#

Honeybee switched on her loudspeaker. “Superhero. I’ve got this. Just drive before you’re flattened.” She fired another concussive sound at the T. rex [62] and the beast fell over onto the pickup. “You okay?”

“My truck!”

“You never stop and deal with a zombie tyrannosaur. That’s a life lesson, sir.”

She spotted Bill’s flaming wings as he came closer. “Museum?” he asked over the communicator.

“Fire department will get you out, sir!” To Bill, she said, “Let’s go!”

#

“The dinosaurs are immune to heat. They’re dead, you...dummy!”

“But you’re not,” said Abe, and he flicked fire at her from the burning display stand. [63] She screamed pleasantly, but there wasn’t much actual damage...except now there was flame on her clothes, which Abe encouraged. [64]

She goaded the triceratops around for another run. Dr. Crosby yelled, “Christine, please don’t!” Maybe she paused; Abe couldn’t tell. Abe stood there as the triceratops charged, its head down, its horns aimed at Abe, [65] but he dodged at the last second.

Abe felt the wind as the triceratops rushed by. He took the moment to urge the fire on. [66]

Another bolt of fire [67] splashed against Christine’s chest, and then a bolt of sound shook her off the triceratops, [68] unconscious.

Dr. Crosby rushed to her side and started patting out flames. Abe concentrated and they went out. “She’s not a bad person,” he said.

Abe said, “She certainly didn’t start that way. And maybe we can bring her back.”

Chapter 6: Epilogue

Breakfast was around the table in the dinner nook.

“Government agents took her away,” Lauren said.

“I hope she’s okay,” Bill said. He took a homemade cookie from a tin and tasted it experimentally. It was good, so he ate it.

Abe nodded. “I thought about her, about how she must have stewed in the memory of that mistreatment.”

“Bad treatment can eat you up,” admitted Lauren.

“Julia will be okay, too.” Abe had visited her in the hospital, though she had been busy with the new baby: they’d had to deliver by Caesarian. “And Marty recognizes a little of what he did.”

“Julia is not going to forgive Christine, though,” said Bill. He took out another cookie.

“Wait twenty years. We’ll see then,” said Lauren. There was a knock at the door.

“By the way,” said Abe. “I’d like you to meet my mother, Camille Wainwright.”

“Is that where he was earlier?” asked Bill. Lauren nodded. A stately woman in a caftan came in.

She smiled at all of them. “I’m so grateful that you take care of Abraham for me.”

Abe blushed. “We still have disagreements. But we’ve agreed to talk.” He hugged his mother by the shoulders.

“I'll put on tea. I want to know about Abe as a kid,” said Lauren.

“Don’t you dare,” said Abe, but he was smiling.

“I am totally willing to throw away this newfound truce by giving them embarrassing stories,” said Camille.

Lauren pulled a chair to the table. “It’s got hours until the award ceremony. Bill, bring the cookies and sit down.”

“I hope this isn’t indelicate,” Bill said, “but I’m more interested in Abe’s father…”

Half Past

Because I didn't use the villain from the adventure but a slightly different one, here she is.

Half-Past
PRW CRD STR INT AWR WIL Sta
4 4 4 3 3 8 12
Specialties Art History, Stealth Powers
  • Supreme (10) Postcognition
  • Supreme (10) Servants (Necromancy) Extra: Group Limit: Needs corpse or bones to activate
  • Fair (4) Damage Resistance
Qualities
  • Can’t Let Go Of The Past
  • Lives In Memories
  • Stubborn

[1] Initiative: Abe 10, Honeybee 10, Velociraptors 9, Demiangel 7, Any normal 6

[2] He gets 6-1 vs 5, so a marginal hit. Call that Velociraptor 1, now down 2 Stamina: 8.

[3] He’s going to try to cast Constructs at level 5. Let’s not use any determination yet, and see how we do. 5+2+0 vs 5; he will have it soon, and his plan is to create a corral.

[4] Activating the quality “Clever Girl” so Prowess is increased (6+2+1)+2 vs 7: Major success. 5 Stamina damage, -4 for Damage Resistance.

[5] Let’s say the area is difficulty 3; Abe gets 5+0 vs 3, so he traps the three of them.

[6] Prowess: 6+0 vs 6. Marginal hit for 4 stamina

[7] Prowess: 6-3, damage is 6 and that makes the mystic wall come down.

[8] Prowess 6+2+2 vs 5, massive success. Affliction roll is 6+3 vs 5, so this raptor (call it 2) is down 6.

[9] Use a DP this time; don’t want to not make it.

[10] Marginal result on Raptor 2, so no apparent effect. Moderate on the other (raptor 3), so it’s down 6.

[11] Call it a 6+0 vs 5, so moderate hit, but extra +1 for the speed. He does 9 damage, which is 5 more than he needs, and a major slam result.

[12] 7+0=7,7+1>7,7-2<7 Damage is absorbed and 1 net.

[13] Let’s try a binding spell, extra burst, turning the ground into mud. 5+5>5 Will he hit the proper area? Difficulty 5 (the CRD of the raptors); he rolls 5+1>5. So next phase, the ground will get soft and tar-like.

[14] But she ain’t doing it with an 8-5 < 6. Fortunately, the Afflictions take out the other two.

[15] Prowess 6+1 > 6, so he hits Raptor 4 for 8 stamina. No slam effect.

[16] The binding works, with one moderate success (target at -2) and one major success (target helpless).

[17] Magic spell: Detect, Ranged, Limit: Performance. Not going to roll for it; spending a Determination point instead.

[18] Lauren can see astral forms. Does she see the ghosts? Difficulty 3, if you have the appropriate kind of vision. 5+3 > 3, so massive success.

[19] Initiatives! Abe 9 Lauren 10 Bill 10 Zombies 3 Bystanders 4 Abe gets to go first this page because he was getting ready.

[20] Prowess: 3+2>3; he grabs.

[21] Other zombies attack normals 1, 5, 2, 6, 3, 2, 2, 1, -2, 2 3 succeed, one marginally.:

[22] 7 > 2 hits, and 4 > 3 for Affliction.

[23] Bill gets a Determination Point for this Trouble.

[24] Does he hit? 6-1 > 2, a massive hit and 6 > 3 slam

[25] Zombies attack: 3, 2, 2, 1, 2, 1, 5, -1, 1, 4: 3 hits, 1 of which is marginal

[26] Difficulty 5, rolls 5+2+2=9. Constructs.

[27] We assume that Lauren & Bill got the successful hitters, but the marginal one tries again. 0: miss. Other 8: 3, 3, 6, 1, 2, 2, 0, 0. Two make marginal hits, one is successful. Say the really successful one is attacking the unconscious woman.

[28] Prowess 3+2>2.

[29] He hits: 3+3>2. That’s 6 stamina. No slam effect (3+0 vs 3)

[30] Possessed attacks: one is in crate. Nine to go. 2, 1, -1, 0, 0, 4, 2, 2. One hit, & how does possessed Marty do? 3 — marginal vs Abe

[31] Coordination 5-1>2, moderate success for 3 Stamina.

[32] 3-1=2, so marginal hit.

[33] 2+0<3, Marty misses.

[34] Attacks: 0, 3, 5, -1, 3, 2, 2

[35] Does he get him? 6-2>2, so yes.

[36] Force field up; no roll needed.

[37] Seven possessed people attack, three of them attack Abe. Two hit solidly (5, 4, 1); of the other five...5, -2, 0, 4, 6. They’re getting much better, with three solid hits. No Slam effects.

[38] Will save to keep his composure and finish the spell, difficulty 6, the total damage done. 6+1>6. The spell goes off soon. Thank goodness.

[39] Prowess: 6-3>2

[40] Honeybee: Coordination 5+1>2. Hits that same one again.

[41] Does she see the spirit? 3-3<3. Nope.

[42] Prowess: 6-2 > 2.

[43] Stunts Fast Attack off his strength, activating the Trying to do Good quality. Managed to grab two possessed people. 6-3>2, 6+2>2

[44] He grabs all 3: 7, 4, 3 all > 2.

[45] Trying to get Spirit Control, Extras: Exorcism, Spirit Ward. 5+2+0 > 5. Yup.

[46] More comic book-y to dismiss all nine at once.

[47] Does Abe realize where the other one went? Difficulty 5; 5+2-2: Marginal success, but that’s good enough.

[48] Awareness check for Lauren, Difficulty 5. This is important, so she’s going to activate “Never Too Late” and spend a Determination Point. 3+0+2 is 5.

[49] We’ve switched to narrative time so he no longer has spirit control up; he’ll spend a Determination Point to get it.

[50] Between scenes, Abe gets a free recovery. He needs it.

[51] Prowess 4-1 vs 3. Marginal hit for 3 stamina, but the mystic shields absorb that. Marginal means no slam (whew)

[52] If only he had athletics. Let’s say it’s Difficulty 5 to get onto the Tyrannosaur. He’s going to spend a Determination Point to add +2 to this roll, and I think it’s Coordination rather than Strength. 5+2+1 > 5. He’s up!

[53] She manages a moderate hit (6-1+2>5), but the affliction fails (6-4>8) so massively that she’ll have to try again.

[54] I’m going to arbitrarily say it spots her. She gets a Determination Point.

[55] Prowess 5-2 < her 6+2+1

[56] Coordination 5-1+2 > 3. Major hit, no slam.

[57] Prowess 5+0<6+2+1

[58] Joe Average has grabbed the gun off the gun rack and fired...and missed. Coordination 3-3 < 3

[59] 3+1>3; arguably Abe’s Prowess was even lower while on the triceratops.

[60] That’s an Isaac Asmov thing, from “The Dead Past.” I know. But she doesn’t have the power officially, so Abe gets a determination point.

[61] Another determination point for the retcon: he should probably carry a lighter around. So he does.

[62] Easy to hit, though: Coordination 5+3+2>3.

[63] Marginal hit (5-1=4), so 2 Stamina.

[64] We’ll call it an Affliction. Cost a Determination Point to stunt that.

[65] Prowess 4-2<3. Moderate miss.

[66] He gets a marginal success on the Affliction roll, so another 2 stamina, but no slam.

[67] 6+3>4 for 4 Stamina; 4+1>4 on Stun test; one page of stun

[68] 5+2-2>4, so that’s another 6 Stamina