Wow. Great game. Really came down to the wire.

Vehicles are fun but I'm a bit disappointed that a good strategy is to hop on and off for extra actions without having to push. Makes the fight feel weird.

KOes
Gang 343
Rogues 96
439x.25 = 110 TAP = 27 TXP, 2 TAP

Individual
[27+7]Cyborg 8 IXP, 2 IAP
[4+2]Beast Boy 1 IXP, 2 IAP
[3]Impulse 0 IXP, 3 IAP
[13+4]Robin 4 IXP, 1 TXP
[8+1]Batgirl 2 IXP, 1 IAP
[9+4]Flash 3 IXP, 1 IAP
20 TXP, 2 TAP
Total = 48 TXP, 0 TAP

Old Team Totals
Nightwing 83 pts; 9 IXP, 1 IAP (2) (11) (17) (27)
Arsenal 62 pts; 6 IXP, 1 IAP (10) (11) (18) (38)
Tempest 40 pts; 20 IXP, 3 IAP (20) (42) (76)
Troia 60 pts; 13 IXP, 3 IAP (6) (19) (20) (34) (38) (55) (75) (89)
Starfire 96 pts; 41 IXP, 3 IAP (18) (41)
Cyborg 75 pts; 8 IXP, 0 IAP (5) (25) (28) (68)
Beast Boy 60 pts; 16 IXP, 2 IAP (11) (15) (17) (18) (26)
Raven 73 pts; 7 IXP, 2 IAP (8) (9) (17)
Terra 60 pts; 12 IXP, 1 IAP (15) (26)
Hawk 69 pts; 7 IXP, 2 IAP (20) (31)
Dove 69 pts; 7 IXP, 1 IAP (17) (31)
Impulse 47 pts; 0 IXP, 0 TXP (2) (12) (34) (37) (70)
Team: 55 TXP, 3 TAP
Squad Total: 794
Build Total: 450

Feats: Nightwing - Lunge, Stunning Blow
Troia - Heightened Reflexes
Cyborg - Nanoarmor
Beast Boy - Camouflage
Terra - Not So Special
Hawk - Unstoppable

New Team Totals
Nightwing 83 pts; 9 IXP, 1 IAP (2) (11) (17) (27)
Arsenal 62 pts; 6 IXP, 1 IAP (10) (11) (18) (38)
Tempest 40 pts; 20 IXP, 3 IAP (20) (42) (76)
Troia 60 pts; 13 IXP, 3 IAP (6) (19) (20) (34) (38) (55) (75) (89)
Starfire 96 pts; 41 IXP, 3 IAP (18) (41)
Cyborg 75 pts; 16 IXP, 2 IAP (5) (25) (28) (68)
Beast Boy 60 pts; 18 IXP, 0 IAP (11) (15) (17) (18) (26)
Raven 73 pts; 7 IXP, 2 IAP (8) (9) (17)
Terra 60 pts; 12 IXP, 1 IAP (15) (26)
Hawk 69 pts; 7 IXP, 2 IAP (20) (31)
Dove 69 pts; 7 IXP, 1 IAP (17) (31)
Impulse 47 pts; 0 IXP, 3 TXP (2) (12) (34) (37) (70)
Team: 103 TXP, 3 TAP
Squad Total: 794
Build Total: 450

Feats: Nightwing - Lunge, Stunning Blow
Troia - Heightened Reflexes
Cyborg - Nanoarmor
Beast Boy - Camouflage
Terra - Not So Special
Hawk - Unstoppable

Well that's not true for every vehicle; just the motorcycles with their proper riders really. Normally once a pilot jumps into a vehicle the vehicle cannot take any actions that turn, so you're somewhat slowing yourself down. But yeah, vehicle rules in general need a "second draft". I'm glad that they are in the game but I can tell we're seeing the "golden age" of vehicles and within a year or two Wizkids will overhaul the rules to deal with a number of player objections. The "first wave" of vehicles are as awkward as the first couple of Giants and Duo figures that hit the scene.

Such as (and I'm considering submitting this as an RPSC house-rule) that when a piloted vehicle is destroyed the pilot is ejected "anywhere on the map" of the controller's choice. Which is ridiculous for 95% of the vehicles. At best I'd say that should be a special "ejector seat" ability of the Bat-Plane perhaps. Most cop cars and army tanks don't shoot you back to the medic in your starting zone when you crash it into a wall. Motorcycles should allow for the opponent to attempt to target the pilot directly too; if Batgirl is (1/6) it would annoy me to no end to see her throw her leg over the seat of a (6/6) Batcycle and suddenly Deadshot can't pick her off of it. And like relics, a driver-less vehicle should be somewhat vulnerable to an opponent hopping in and driving off with it. Maybe not so much with the Batmobile or other vehicles with security systems in them, but certainly plenty of heroes have performed a cool takedown of a motorcycle-mounted thug and used their bike for an improvised getaway. So some kind of commandeering rules should exist, IMO.

But if we eventually get a Fantasticar and a Brainiac-Skullship it'll be worth it for me.

anyway yeah, great game! I'm glad that it did come down to the wire. I don't blame you after all the times you missed Two-Face, but I think it would have made for a more impressive ending if you had perplexed Beast Boy's damage +2 and chomped Harvey in one huge mouthful.

Well, I'm not too wild about the more expensive Beast Boys.

I love the 100 point Cyborg. Wanted to give Vic a little more experience.

Cyborg walked up to the wrecked car that his net had pinned Two-Face to.

Two-Face looked up at him. "What happened to your face?" he asked, his voice gravelly and cold.

"Look who's talking."

"Exactly." Two-Face said. "Something terrible happened to us and the world led us to this place, put us on opposite sides."

"I chose my side. So did you."

"Did we? Your parents raised you to be this way, to value life, order. A twist of fate gives you power and pain. That's why you're a hero, boy. A series of events you had no control over. Pure chance."

"So what?" Cyborg asked. "If your parents had raised you better, you'd be stopping crimes instead of committing them?"

Two-Face reached into his jacket. Vic's arm reconfigured itself, forming a sonic cannon, but Dent hadn't been reaching for a gun. He pulled a coin out and flipped it. He caught it and held his hand out as best he could, palm facing up. He uncurled his fingers, revealing George Washington's face with several deep gashes running through the metal. Dent let out a sigh, his lip curled downward and his eyes closed.

"No."

"Earth to Cyborg!" Beast Boy yelled. "The bat pack took off and I hear sirens. You ready to go?"

"Yeah," Cyborg said after a moment. "Yeah let's go." Beast Boy morphed into a pterodactyl, grabbed Cyborg and flew upwards. "There," Cyborg pointed Robin standing on a rooftop, holding a flare.

"You guys sure took off quick," Cyborg said as they touched down on the roof.

Robin smiled. "We prefer to keep the 'mysterious creatures of the night' mythos alive. Strike from the shadows, break a few bones and disappear. If we start standing around in the open, criminals won't be scared of us."

"Two-Face didn't look afraid to me," Beast Boy pointed out.

"Harvey Dent is insane," Batgirl said. "We don't frighten Joker or Scarecrow, either but it helps if their hired muscle is jumping at shadows or moves to another town. Anyways, thanks for your help." She ran one hand through her hair, wincing, slightly. "And sorry for outing Dick in front of Starfire. I didn't think she'd try to kill him."

"Water under the bridge," Vic assured her.

"But that doesn't mean I'm going to forgive him any time soon so if you're here to talk to me about what happened, I don't want to hear it."

Cyborg and Beast Boy looked at each other. Beast Boy shrugged. "So...uh...what if we told you there were two Dick Graysons?"

Batgirl's eyes narrowed. "Seriously?"

"Seriously,' Cyborg added.

"How stupid do you two think I am?"

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The Flash slowed from three hundred miles per hour to three as he entered Snart's cold field. There was no motion at absolute zero. Conduction (or was it convection? Barry would have known for sure) and the heat coming off his own vibrating molecules were the only reasons he didn't stop altogether. He groaned, anticipating the follow up shot that froze his body solid from the shoulder down. As the field began to dissipate and Wally's body began to go numb, Cold walked up to him and pointed his gun directly at Wally's face. Weather Wizard limped over to them, holding the kid by his mass of brown hair.

"One last chance, Kiddie Flash," Weather Wizard grinned in spite of his busted lip. "Tell us where Mirror Master is or the boy gets it."

Wally sighed. "I keep telling you idiots. I don't know."

Weather Wizard pointed his wand at the kid, not taking his eyes off Wally. The boy's eyes opened, slightly. Heat Wave joined his friends but none of the Rogues noticed that their hostage was waking.

"Wait!" The boy's eyes opened wider. Wally needed to buy time for the kid to escape and the only way he was going to do that was to lie his butt off. "I know where McCulloch is." He glanced at each of the Rogues, hoping they wouldn't notice the kid wasn't unconscious. "He's under Titans Tower."

"Bull," Heat Wave scowled.

"It's true. Trigon only destroyed the part of the Tower that was above ground. The holding blocks are all intact. They have Terra check on him twice a day. See, Mirror Master was the League of Assassin's transport. He had to know where they'd be. He knew all the plans and they couldn't risk letting him escape, especially with Deathstroke running free."

"I knew it," Cold grinned. "I knew you and the other Teen Toddlers were behind this."

"Wow that's crazy," the kid laughed. "I'd have never guessed the Titans had a basement." Wally stifled a string of curse words as all three Rogues turned to look at the kid. "By the way, who's Trigon?" Cold fired but the kid vibrated through Weather Wizard's clutches, shoved Heat Wave out of the way and took cover behind a car. "What do I do?" he shouted as hail pounded the car.

"Grab Heat Wave's gun and get me out of here!" Wally shouted back. The kid launched himself towards Heat Wave, snagged the hand held flamethrower and then made a break for Wally. Before the Flash even noticed what had happened, they were on the other side of town.

The boy rubbed his hands together rapidly to warm them up. "Okay, now what?"

"The getting me out of here part would be nice." Wally was losing his patience for the kid, mostly because of the impending frostbite. The kid raised an eyebrow. "Out of this ice," Wally clarified.

"Okay. How do I do that?"

"I was going to suggest using Heat Wave's gun." The boy held up the pistol, a broken fuel line dangling from the handle. "But I guess that isn't an option anymore."

"Oooh!" the kid exclaimed. "I have an idea." Before Wally could ask him what it was, the boy was gone. And gone. Aaaaaaaaand still gone. Wally vibrated to increase the temperature around him and ward off potential hypothermia. Barry had taught him that trick. He was starting to think that he'd have to melt the ice on his own when a rush of wind and hair dashed by.

"I couldn't find any melt sprays but the lady at the store said this should help." The boy proudly brandished an ice pick.

"Do you know how to use that?" The idea of the little ball of energy hacking away at him wasn't very appealing.

"Should be easy...where's the on button?"

After explaining there was no on button, detailing the nuances of pointed objects and impressing upon the kid the need to be veeeery careful, Wally watched as the boy slowly, painfully slowly, brought the pick down, gently tapping the pick against the ice and doing absolutely nothing to free him. "You're going to have to do it a little faster than that."

Ice flew as the pick launched into the Flash's prison again and again at hundreds of miles per hour. Within seconds, Wally was free but bleeding from nicks and cuts in a dozen places.

"Sorry, grandpa," the boy said, grinning nervously.

"I'm getting pretty sick of you," Wally snapped, snatching the ice pick away before the boy could do any more damage. "I nearly got killed back there saving your ungrateful butt. You're fast but you're not ready to be a superhero until you grow up a little." With that, the Flash took off back towards New York. The Rogues would be gone and he wasn't in the mood to deal with the press trying to sell papers by making him look bad.

"Don't be like that, grandpa." Wally yelped, tripped and landed ten miles down the road. "Are you okay?" the boy grabbed Wally to help him up. "I didn't mean to scare you."

"You didn't scare me," Wally waved the boy off. "And you better cut it out with the 'grandpa' cracks."

The boy looked confused for an instant before his eyes went wide. "You don't know who I am."

"Was I supposed to?"

"I'm Bart. I'm from the future."

"Good for you," Wally dusted his costume off and prepared to leave, again.

"No, you don't understand." Bart dashed in front of him. He put his hands to his own chest. "I'm your grandson!"

Grandson?

"Hey let's go get something to eat and you can get to know me. Have waffles been invented yet?" Wally wasn't even married. "No wait. What about Coluan pie. Have you been to Colu?" He had never had to take care of a dog, let alone a kid. "It's really weird but they have the best pies. Do you have a guest bedroom? Are you married to grandma yet?" And this kid had super speed and no common sense. "Can you introduce me to Batman? Or Green Lantern? Or Wonder Woman? Or Superman?" Only one thing was certain. He needed to get rid of Bart and fast. Because if the Rogues didn't kill him, Wally was going to have to do it himself. "This is gonna be great!"

To be continued...

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