Time of Crisis: Chapter 3, Monkey Planet

[badpenny]

Firekin

"No plan is perfect. There is no way to guarantee the human's safety. Standing around wringing your hands will not alter their fate either."

Oh, man, they're going to hate me, Inge thought.

This is not my concern. The time for acting is now.

Yeah, I kind of agree with you...for once.

That is not my concern either.

You know that you're a dick, right?

...

Well, you do now, Inge thought. Her inner tone was one of derision, as if she had found a cockroach crawling on her shoe. Power, responsibility...whatever. You just don't have to treat people this way.

And one of these days she was going to get her body back!

[levinwurth]

Fletch
(HP: 1 Condition: Fine)

After a moment's thought, Fletch nods towards Firekin.

"She has a point - no battle plan survives contact with the enemy. If we're going in, we go in now. First priority should be to get the civilians out, then we stop those guys if we can."

He looked over at the others, particularly at Warp.

"If you can teleport fast enough, you should get as many people out as you can. We'll use whatever cover we can get to get the rest clear."

[Omega Girl]

Rescue
HP: 1, Condition: Normal

"Captain Maddicks wouldn't call in supers if negotiations were panning out. We can and should dedicate one or two soldiers to escort civilians clear. I volunteered, but if anyone thinks they can do it better they're welcome to take the position. I'd just like to get in there before the situation turns south."

[Ysariel]

Warp
Condition: Normal / HP: 2

"In the blink of an eye," Warp promised Polymath cockily, and nodded at the others. "Ready when you are," she said.

Once you indicate to Warp where you want to go (either by Kaldor feeding her the plans or you Polymath showing her), she'll ask everyone who wants to come along to hold her hands and stunt the following off her Space/Time Control:

"Teleport Assault" Teleport 5 [Range: 900 ft; capacity: 1,600 lbs] (Accurate +1, Easy, Increased Mass 5) 21pp

900 feet ought to be enough to get you fairly far into the casino and 1600 should be able to carry all of you along.

[baixiwei]

Polymath

Sigh. No plan survives first contact - but for some reason people still make plans. Except us, because we're SUPERheroes. Sometimes I'm embarrassed to be human - er, mostly human. Polymath's thoughts are "loud" enough that Kaldor can pick up on them easily, but he doesn't share them out loud.

"All right, can we at least try to coordinate a little if we're going in like yahoos? Weather Mistress seems to be leading the gig and she's in a separate room from the others. No radio contact. Warp, can you port us in to this room?" He marks the spot with a flashing red dot on the map in his brain, expecting Kaldor to pass it on to Warp. "If we're lucky, we can take her down fast and quiet without the others noticing until we're done. Then we'll have less bad weather to deal with."

Am I understanding right that she's separated off from the others from what I can see on the security cams?

[Ysariel]

Warp
Condition: Normal / HP: 2

Warp looked towards the building as the location of Polymath's intended destination appeared in her mind. She didn't like the challenging tone in the scientist's voice - it made her feel she was being goaded into something - but she just wanted to get this over with. "Hold my hands," she said, spreading her gloved arms. "It's easier this way."

Warp didn't really understand how she did what she did, and neither did her friends. But when she willed it, space and time folded about her and the group vanished with a flash from the police cordon. With a faint hint of ozone and a sudden crack as displaced air hastily made way for them, they were inside the office. She was panting as they arrived. Her teleportation was uncannily precise - Warp's costume didn't even have fasteners because she teleported it on - but the really heavy-duty stuff, porting others around and going anywhere more than a few hundred feet in one jump taxed her badly.

Extra Effort and stunt this off Space/Time Control"

"Teleport Assault" Teleport 5 [Range: 900 ft; capacity: 1,600 lbs] (Accurate +1, Easy, Increased Mass 5) 21pp

I'll keep the fatigue for now.

[Bladewind]

Gladius/ Ryan Connors
HP 1
Cond Normal

"And do any of the rest of you have any way of shielding any civs left behind?"

"I can." Gladius pipes in, "I can extend a protective shield to a certain number of people in my immediate vicinity."

He takes a defensive stance as soon as they teleported, ready to do whatever he could.

[Zen_Gypsy]

Legacy
Hero Points: One.
Condition: Concentrating.

Legacy's voice echoed in the heads of the authorities, including the surly Maddocks, and the minds of those who had just teleported into the building. As a precaution, I should advise you that at least one of the hostile thought-patterns seems to be suffering from a fractal self-awareness, coupled with a subversive neural mind network. As such their reactions may seem highly subjective and chaotic from your own subjective cognitive patterns. Reaching past the haze of the adrenalin, the stress, the fear, and the psychosis Kaldor attempted to isolate the thought-pattern of the Weather Mistress, and neutralize it.

Be warned, I shall attempt to send the evolved human's thought pattern into an inverted neural shutdown, that may give you an opportunity to pacify her fellow aggressors. With that his thought echoes disappeared as he focused the totality of his psyche on the woman's thought-patterns in an attempt to overload her synapses.

OOC: Perception Check (Mental; Accurate, Acute) to locate Weather Mistress' exact location. (1d20+16=22); Psionic Assault [Perception Range; DC 25 Will (Subtle; Reversible); Initiative Roll if Range Perception; Subtle Mental Attack is not a surprise attack. (1d20=20)

[badpenny]

Firekin

Firekin flew around to the side of the building and was prepared to melt her way through one of the windows when the others teleported in.

As she had said, she didn't think it was a good idea for all of them to be together when initially confronting the criminals. If anyone wanted to come in through her opening, she was amenable to that.

[Arthur Eld]

The five of you teleport inside the casino. Its like the last few scenes of Jumanji with the place flooded by torrential rain. Luckily, you arrive inside the manager's office, where Weather Mistress a very shapely young woman wearing one of the least revealing supervillain outfits you've ever seen-big purple buits, a tight light-blue bodysuit that a with a black diamond-shaped fabric at the top of her chest and neck that turns into a black cape with boot-matching interior lining and an eye-covering mask that comes off her face on either side like a mighty 'V'.

She screams when she sees you-a mix of rage and petulance that reminds of a child. Even with the rain the office door is open. Odds are everyone inside the casino heard that. For the most part, you don't see many other people, although Polymath knows that most of them have been herded down into the vault-behind and below the cashier's area some one hundred feet away.

Firekin, outside the casino you see the others disappear thanks to Warp's powers. Then you hear a faint but high-pitched woman's scream.

Initiative, please. WM is vulnerable due to surprise for this round, but her initiatve might be good enough to allow her to act before some of you. I'll roll for the others as well so that's just out of the way, but most of them won't be able to arrive on scene until next round, or unless some of you head down into the vault.
Firekin is free to burn her way inside when her turn comes up.

Initiative
Las Boleadoras-24
The Firebug-23
Legacy-20
Mad Maple-17
The Huckster-16
Weather Mistress-15
Looking Glass-5

[Bladewind]

Gladius/ Ryan Connors
HP 1
Cond Normal

Init (1d20+2=5)

Ryan is obviously distracted by the scream... either that or he glances around, far more interested in the prisoners than his own safety and the invaders' intentions.

[badpenny]

Firekin

Firekin unleashes a torrent of fire at the casino window and flies through it, her body surrounded in a corona of protective flames.

Initiative (1d20+6=26)
Weaken 8 (Toughness, Affects Objects Only)

[Ysariel]

Warp
Condition: Normal / HP: 2

Warp materialized in the middle of what was apparently Hurricane Katrina and promptly regretted it. Tip of the day: when your costume comprised a pair of briefs and a crop top, do not pick fights with weather controllers. If only Storm Warden was here...

"Let's dance! Geeet herrrrrrrr..."

From Warp's perspective, her sentence trailed off as time dilated around her. Raindrops slowed in the air, looking like wax globules in a lava lamp. She was in bullet time.

Initiative (1d20+21=23)

Warp's Dodge bonus is +12, so if that beats Firebug's she goes before him as well.

I didn't mention that Warp had her Haste (the base power of her chronomanipulation, which gives +16 initative) active before this, so you might rule that she doesn't get the initative bonus. In that case her initative is only 7.

[baixiwei]

Polymath
HP: 1, Conditions: none

Initiative; 1d20+10=21
Any chance of a map?

[levinwurth]

Fletch
(HP: 1, Condition: Soaked)

The marksman reacted purely on instinct as soon as they appeared inside the casino - he took in his surroundings, potential hazards and innocents - and of course, his target. In a fluid motion, he drew a thin metal dart from his wrist sheath, flinging it palm-up towards Weather Mistress.

1d20+8=21 Initiative. 1d20+14=25 for the throw.