your modifier's a +1, btw

(Blade rolls 9 on init)

That's what I figured, I rolled an 8, and added the 1

A 9? not bad.

BTW Sable you hear with your 99 FEAT Roll:




OOC: Btw, Sable, do you roll Initiative Every turn or just the first round of Combat?

((oops, we made an error. it's group initiative, the person with highest Intuition on each side rolls each turn (and as Fenris isn't amongst the fighting (yet), he can't roll for the group).))

Thanks alot, sable hehe. Ok well Villian Init is 7 for the boys downstairs. I'd say you fellers will go first.

((So what do ....we do?))

((carltmc, i think it's safe to presume that they'll look towards towards the sound of the voice (so that they'll know whom they might be preforming action upon).))

Ok. Standing in front of the teller booths(about 20 yards away), behind which sits the main vault and dozens of hostages, stands Zemo, Electro, Diablo, and Trapster. "Ah. Dugan. So glad I can kill you. Masters of Evil! Mobilize!"



Take your actions: Iron Fist, Speedball, Blade, and Morph(Dugan).



FEAT 88 for Fenris' Danger Sense. Rhino is coming up to check the rooof. You are pretty sure he does'nt know about you two.

Looking around at what they had walked into, Morph almost decided to just high tail it out of there. The plan of pretending to be Dugan would only work for as long as "Dugan" could pretend to be alive. Sizing up the villains, Morph knew that Electro and Diablo might pose a threat to his unstable molecules in regards to burning and radiation, so there was really only one target left.


"Boys, if you're gonna take ol Dum Dum down, I want it to be the best. So leave ol 'Paste Pot Pete' behind. That boy's a joke."

Morph hoped his bluff worked.

((I'm just going to have you roll for me, alright, carl? Its easier, just tell me what I got, I trust you.))

Petruski seethes with fury. "You....Ahhhhhh!!!!! It's TRAPSTER!"""

No Problem

Bluff FEAT 77
Petruski's Intuition FEAT 30

Zemo... Diablo... these two Blade could recognize and knew something about. You walk the earth long enough hunting scum and you learn a little bit about Nazis and bargain basement sorcerers. The guy with the lightening bolt mask, Electro he guessed, he knew little about, other then the obvious. The last he knew by name alone. Trapster, the name was passed around hero circles as a joke. The guy was known as a total mook.

Four targets, and it looked like Morph had already chosen his. Blade gripped his sword and grinned. Zemo has not only the leader of this group, but also a notorious sword fighter. A perfect choice for this little skirmish, one Blade couldn't avoid.

"Zemo," Blade growled, "You're playing around with things your dumb ### can't even comprehend. I'm here to change your mind."

Blade moved towards Zemo, his speed unlike a normal human, his heart pumping vampire blood through his body.

((Blade is going to attack Zemo with his sword, I rolled a 72))

Zemo Cries out as your sword slashes his body armor, but there is no visible blood. 10 Damage to Zemo.

He draws a nasty looking sword. "Hehe. You are in over your head, bloodsucker."



Trapster Fires a glue gun at Dugan, but is way off, sending a glob of adhesive onto the wall. (Roll 04) Carp...

"I am the Trapster! Feel the fury of my Glue Blaster!"

Morph used all his inner strength to not turn into a giant slab of rubber and retort with a 'i'm rubber, you're glue' comment. Maybe his shrink was right, maybe he WAS growing.

"Oh, so ol' Petey wants a piece of Dum Dum, eh? Well bring it on!"

And of course the guns he had on his belt weren't real, so all he had was his fists.

Morph/Dum Dum raised his fists, imitating a 1920s wrestler. He wondered how much longer he'd have to pretend to be Dugan. He figured a bit longer should be fine.