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  1. Leverage dives her sub out of sight of anyone, if indeed anyone could have seen it. "Looks like the mess is mostly taken care of," is the text she sends to the others, adding, "I will find a better place to leave my new toy, and be uptop asap to help with any needed cleanup." She directs it towards the bottom, looking for that ping the submarine's sensors had blipped at her. Whatever that was, was going with her to be poked at later. Away from here. Away from anywhere that might show up to the Dad's that she was involved. The more she could stay off their radar, the better of she would be. Once she found that, it was off to this little cove with land that was for sale, apparently she needed to do some acquiring... sigh.
  2. Leverage flipped through the buttons in front of her. There were alot of them, though so far everything had been pretty easy to figure out, at least for her gadget happy self. "Yeah, I am so keeping you," She said as she patted the console reviewing her options. "I need a way to get the things attention and get it off the shoreline.... but not surface, OR blow up people including the team who might be in range.... and why in the nine circles of hell is that thing doing. What does it want.... it already had too much miracle grow. Maybe it needs a bigger grow light..." She looked over her options one more time, as she got a little closer. "Fine, Gyarados, I choose you!" Lev said with an eyeroll and slapped a button that she thought would do what she wanted...
  3. [Tea shop] Bella watched them leave, faintly bemused. Following weird smells? Not twins, but partners? Nameless too, they never bothered to introduce themselves. As for flavor, it was daylight, that ruled out some of the Under dwellers, plus they walked the streets, could look normal, and that comment about their sense of smell. Something animalistic then, maybe another shifter type. There were so blasted many of them, and it seemed like more got crammed into their communities as they slipped south for safer... assumedly safer pastures anyways, considering her current... injured company in the back room. Shaking her head, she went up and flipped the sign to 'with a client, back soon', and locked the door. She wasn't making it to the urgent meeting, hopefully one of the other not so Under, under weirdos would be buy for tea and gossip later and fill her in. She took a minute or two to shove the store phone in her pocket, and grab some basic healing components, including a blanket poppet. Not that she thought he'd freely give over hair or anything useful for this....or even that he would accept a blessing from one such as her. Still he was here, and she was a firm believer in listening to the warnings that had been given to her. "Now just what am I supposed to do with you cherie?" she asked, as she stepped into the back, tossing things on the worktable, and glancing around looking for the injured man.
  4. [Back at the tea shop...] Belle sighed, in her head, and turned to the 'not twins', then spoke, "I am going to assume Nym mentioned heading Under because well, we are all in the 'know', at least where as that is concerned. What she, and they holding the meeting seem to forget is that I run a business. With hours, hours that I need to BE HERE FOR," those words were grouched out, though not in anyway at the two in front of her. Taking another long breath and holding it she looked them over. "Though I do see why you get called twins, you act in unison, and you look similar. That is enough to get classified as twins. And irrelevant to the matters at hand, yes, I am Belle Fontenot, owner of 'Just an Old Cup'. Yes, I know about the Under, but right now we aren't there. We are at my shop...so...." She then repeated her previous greeting, "are you looking for tea, something old but new to you for your homes,” she gestured at the beautifully restored antiques scattered about the store, including at the mismatched tables that were available for seating for customers, “or was it a reading? I have a standing reading scheduled soon, but I could do a short question and answer session for you if either of you would like. And you have apparently a meeting to get too." The last was added like an afterthought, as if she had only remembered it at the end there.
  5. Belle shook her head hard, annoying talent, hitting like that, now of all times. She sighed, heavily enough that the two strangers who followed the.... man... inside could have heard her if they had been deaf. Which she completely doubted, true deaf were rare, when things could be healed, or tech could be added to compensate, or overcompensate as the case may be. Opening her mouth, she blinked, and then pointed to a doorway with a sign over it that stated ‘employee’s only’. “Holy hell dude, you look like shit. Go on back and clean up, and I’ll come see about your requested service once I’m done with the other customers in here. You need time to wash up and get your breath. I’d ask what happened, but I’m assuming the other guy looks much worse.” She turned to the two, hoping the man just followed her request, and smiled, “Welcome to ‘Just an Old Cup’, are you looking for tea, something old but new to you for your homes,” she gestured at the beautifully restored antiques scattered about the store, including at the mismatched tables that were available for seating for customers, “or was it a reading? I have a standing reading scheduled soon, but I could do a short question and answer session for you if either of you would like.” She reached over and patted a deck sitting on the shelf behind the counter. Picking up the first card she glanced at it, and then set it back down somehow managing to knock over a vase with flowers in it. The thing was battered and chipped, but fortunately didn’t chip more as it clashed to the surface of the counter top. With a quiet muttering in Cajun, she reached for some towels and began to clean up her mess.
  6. Using the cover of the masses, Leverage slipped up behind what she could see of her 'Team' to view the....not so organized chaos. With a roll of her eyes over her mask at the obviousness of some of her teammates choices of Shining Overt Glory in the form of a goddess to try and shepherd the sheeple away from what she was already calling in her head ‘Ivygeddon vs Plantzilla’, she pulled out what appeared to be an outdated PDA. The device was, at least the case was an outdated PDA, the tech inside was certainly not, but that would have only been noticeable by someone looking over her shoulder. Seeing as that was a wall, she felt safe to use it. Tapping away for a moment or two, she nodded once, and stuck it back in one of her intentionally water tight pockets. "This is why you wear boots Lev," she muttered to herself, as she slipped out of sight down a narrow alley, "along with clothing that doesn't need dry cleaning..." Before too long, she found a maintenance entrance to the sewer system that was both not locked (or at least not locked to her of all people), and didn’t require a flipping crowbar to open. Crowbars did not go with the Ada look she liked to project. Glad she had a mask she made her way deeper under, to find the cache. “Oh. My. Goddess,” Lev said, her eyes catching on what had to be a gen 3 Zen Tech sub, with some obvious modifications by it’s previous (because she was so keeping this) owner, Hannah Hydra. It was a little more than a few minutes work before she managed to find and deactivate the transponder, and locate the keys. The rest of the cache was quickly glanced over and ignored, the ick down here had seeped into things, rusting and ruining a poorly preserved and apparently long abandoned stash by her estimation. "You need a new name my darling," she said, glancing over the little thing one last time. "I am going to dub you Liberation." Slipping into the sub, Leverage locked the hatch, and settled into the cockpit. With a few flips, and a slight mishap when she accidentally backed up, instead of moving forward, and bumped the rotten pseudo dock, she was on her way down the pipeline to the bay and headed towards a fight that made her wonder if the sub was stocked with some kind of Roundup….
  7. "Thanks Agnes," Elaine said, looking uncomfortable, before deciding to move on to the part of the conversation that interested her, rather than outted her. She knelt and helped pick up the book, magazines, and other various detritus from the collision. "And yes, I am. It's.... a lot more important that some realize. A costume malfunction at the wrong time can...well have catastrophic consequences, to one's reputation not to mention longevity and lack of injuries.... Plus... heros's need to look good too. We are long past underwear over tights nonsense.... or we should be," Elaine said as she reached for the books, closed them gently, and replaced them on the cart. She glanced around, "It is a mad house here already. I had hoped that the library would be quieter, being on the early end of things."
  8. Having just pulled her cell out, on silent of course, after all they were in a library, Elaine snapped a quick photo of the flyer (history of 20th and 21st century superfashion, and Claudia deConnick? She might as well just get a damn year pass at this rate to the place, because she was going to end up down there that much), just in time to turn and watch the assistant wheeling the collection of books catastrophically run into a student. As student went one way, assistant went another, and the books went.... well flying everywhere. She couldn't help but wince, poor books, they certainly didn't deserve, nor had asked for, their short untimely lesson in bad flying. The assistant cursed as El leaned over and reached to catch a book that otherwise might end up beaning another nearby patron.
  9. Elaine stood there for awhile, a carefully crafted expression on her face. Her outfit was designed, by herself down to the buttons that she had had specially made. The sling style back pack didn't detract from her overall look. That was generally the key to outfits, all of the details, down to the aforementioned buttons. It didn’t look overly gaudy or expensive just… right. She had bags for most of her outfits; all carefully color coded and hung in her closets in the basement. She was glad she was down there, in a corner room. Fire codes meant she had a window she could come and go from if she needed to slip out past whatever this place had for a curfew. Her eyes roved over the statue, and then she walked towards the library. She couldn't spend the time to obsess about what her Dads had done that she couldn't fix...it was time to establish patterns, the kind that set her as studious and above mischief. She ignored the outdoor drama group, and the other students playing catch and so forth on the campus grounds. A faint smile toyed at her lips though, she was here. Here was not where the dad’s had had in mind, but it was where she had picked. Maybe she did get in the house they would have preferred, but surely not everyone in that building was into woowoo stuff right? Maybe if she was out from under the parental watchful and ever hopeful eye and she might not mind learning a bit more magic, at least something less…. Slanted, as much of theirs was. The sidewalks were full of random students going this and that way. She dodged with a surefooted grace that suggested she had perhaps once had spent some time in a dance class of some kind. Perhaps that would give too much away, she thought to herself, but really grass stains were a pain to get out of this fabric. Plus she was not about to be known for the person to first get accidentally shoulder checked off a sidewalk to wipe out with this many people watching. Placing a confident and carefully polite expression on her face, one that she did not whatsoever feel right this moment, she pushed open the door to the library and stepped inside….
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    SITE UPDATE

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  11. Leverage Names: Her name: Elaine Piers, real name: Azavizvedeva Zraddhamanas . She refused to be enrolled with that name, because it "sounds like a sneeze", and "Dads, I want to be normal in school. Not always have the teacher trip over my name and no one ever want to talk to me because saying my name is hard and weird." Her parents: Sahora (mage parent) and Sajjanesta Zraddhamanas (thief parent), parents are gay male couple, big into LGBTQ rights and liberal LGBT darlings in media/culture, which coming from the middle east makes them... odd. Her parents supernames: Mister Shadow (thief) and Mephistopheles (mage) Look: A woman of mixed heritage, often mistaken for Latino until someone hears her name. As Elaine Piers she's usually in dressy but a little exotic in style, definitely catches the eye. As Leverage, he superhero costume is a grey button-up shirt, black pants, black gloves, and a utility belt. She wears a lower-half mask dyed like a Rorshach painting. Playbook: The Scion Labels Danger +1 Freak Savior +1 Superior Mundane +1 Conditions [ ] Afraid - (-2 to directly engage a threat) [ ] Angry - (-2 to comfort or support or pierce the mask) [ ] Guilty - (-2 to provoke someone or assess the situation) [ ] Hopeless - (-2 to unleash your powers) [ ] Insecure - (-2 to defend someone or reject others’ influence) Team Moves When you share a triumphant celebration with someone, ask them if you have earned their respect. If you have, take Influence over them and mark potential. If you have not, give them Influence over you and mark potential. When you share a vulnerability or weakness with someone, ask them if they would defend you against those who mistrust you. If they say yes, clear a condition and shift Savior up and any other Label down. If they say no, mark a condition and shift Danger up and any other Label down. Scion Moves I’ll show them!: When you defend someone who doesn’t believe in you, you can always take Influence over them, even on a miss. All The Best Stuff: You’ve compiled access to caches of equipment and weaponry other supers have hidden in the city. When you access a cache, say whose cache it is. If it’s a hero’s, roll + Savior. If it’s a villain’s, roll + Danger. On a hit, you find a tool or intel useful to your situation; the GM will detail. On a 7-9, you leave evidence that you’ve been here. On a miss, you tripped an alarm and they’re coming; prepare to explain yourself. Respect Write down the names of at least two other characters whose respect you need to earn in order to differentiate yourself from your parent. You may fill in new names whenever appropriate. Your parent’s greatest enemy: _____________ Respect: ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ Advancement: ☐ Your parent’s greatest victim: Dani Dynamo (she/her) - one of the founding members of Final Frontier, the world's foremost adventurer-scientist superhero group. A slow-aging Silver Generation fashion icon who has fought everything from pandimensional dictators to the concept of entropy with her electrical powers. Respect: ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ Advancement: ☐ Your personal idol: Claudia deConnick (they/them) - genderfluid fashion designer; has a particular interest in trends amongst superheroes, supervillains, and other superpeople. A very brutal critic, however; very few people impress them. If you wear a cape, they'll say 'no capes;' if you don't have one, they'll complain about the lack of volume and profile a cape would provide. Respect: ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ Advancement: ☐ The city’s greatest leader: ________________ Respect: ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ Advancement: ☐ The city’s greatest hero: _________________ Respect: ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ Advancement: ☐ The city’s biggest celebrity: ______________ Respect: ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ Advancement: ☐ When you seek out one of the characters named above, roll + Savior. On a hit, you track them down. On a 7-9, they’re juggling their own problems, and may not have time for you. On a miss, when you find them, the situation is dire; the GM will tell you how. If you earn Influence over the characters listed above, instead you mark 1 Respect. If you lose Influence over the characters listed above, you lose 1 Respect. If you lose 1 Respect and you have none marked, you immediately mark a condition, GM’s choice. The first time you reach 4 Respect on an individual, take an advancement. While you have 4 Respect on an individual: • You can reject their Influence at a +3 (does not stack with the above). • You take +1 to a Label of their choice (record it next to their name). If you dip below 4 Respect on an individual, you lose those benefits. Potential: 0/5 Lineage What kind of villain is your parent(s)? A zealous crusader master thief. - Basic idea so far is that they're trying to gather up artifacts that will let them resurrect/resummon gods of some pantheon they follow and that when the pantheon takes over the world, they will rule beside them as their High Cleric and maybe even earn minor godhood themself. What is your relationship with them? Sadly opposed. - She'd like to redeem them, but is more focused on being a good hero than running after their parent for redemption at the moment. Your parent has an array of abilities, assets, and strengths. What are some of them? Choose up to 3. Unrivaled genius, supremely honed skills, dark sorcery. What abilities do you use to fight them? Choose up to 2. Magical Aptitude, master of single skillset. Moment of Truth People have always tried to define you by your lineage. As if from the moment you were born, you were meant to be some villain to be defeated. But...they’re right, aren’t they? That darkness is in you. So right here, right now, you’re not fighting it—you’re embracing it. Both hero and villain, and greater besides. You’re overcoming impossible odds in ways no hero would approve of, and no villain could comprehend. Of course, after seeing what you can really do when you embrace the whole of yourself, the rest of the world isn’t going to forget who you really are... Backstory Who is your supervillain parent? Both of her dads make up a supervillain team: Mister (&) Mephistopheles. Who told you about your parent’s true nature? Her parents did at a young age and Sehora used magic to make sure she couldn't let the secret slip. Why did you turn from your lineage to become a hero? "Because all that death and stuff is. . .so over the top." Who, outside of the team, helps you on your chosen path? Farah Piers, an older cousin of Sajjanesta's came to live with the pair as Aza's gestator, then stayed on as a governess when the pair proved ill-suited for the demanding work of an infant. The dynamic settled in and she ended up being Aza's effectively third (and most involved, even tempered and sane) parent. When Aza decided to go heroing instead of following in her fathers' footsteps, Farah quietly helped (and still does) Elaine forge her own path. Her fathers are mortified by her straying from the gods, but hold hope that she'll grow out of this impious rebellious "phase". Why do you care about the team? When Our Team First Came Together. . . "Someone important learned about my lineage and condemned us all. Who? Why?" Relationships Argo is the only one who understands what I’m going through; I told them which part of me I wished was more like my parent. My parent once fought and thrashed Leshy; I’ve got to find a way to make it up to them. Influence: Give Influence to two teammates. Advancement When you fill your potential track, you advance. Choose from the list below. ❑ Take another move from your playbook ❑ Take another move from your playbook ❑ Take a move from another playbook ❑ Take a move from another playbook ❑ Unlock your Moment of Truth ❑ Someone permanently loses Influence over you; add +1 to a Label ❑ Rearrange your Labels as you choose, and add +1 to a Label ❑ Take The Mask and a secret identity from the Janus playbook When you’ve taken five advances from the top list, you can take advances from the list below. ❑ Unlock your Moment of Truth after it’s been used once ❑ Change playbooks ❑ Take an adult move ❑ Take an adult move ❑ Lock a Label, and add +1 to a Label of your choice ❑ Retire from the life or become a paragon of the city Elaine's face claim is: Yadira Guevara-Prip
  12. Jekca

    SITE UPDATE

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    SITE UPDATE

    I am not able to access the site from behind a netgear router firewall. I can access the site from outside the firewall. I get an message that says "can't connect securely to this page" and then goes on to mention outdated or unsafe TLS security settings. having to use my 4g on my cell to even be able to get on to leave a note- Jekca
  14. NAME: Belle Alin Fontenot Age: 30 Ethnicity: cajun TLDR: Voodoo halfbreed klutz Concept: youngest granddaughter of Old Family (Dad had a fling with a backwater waitress, then they both went and got killed, so Belle is the black sheep, and half blooded Fontenot, and was raised in the swamps by mother’s kin). Has powers from her mom’s side, and blends them into Voodoo. Runs a teashop that sells a few antiquities, does tarot readings on the side. Family curse has made her Aunts/Uncles offspring die off, so the family has HAD to accept her. Face claim: Ali Landry Aspects Mental Advantages: Eidetic Memory, Runa Thinking Disadvantages: Bad Time Management Social Advantages: Friendly, Guile, Savvy Disadvantages: Persistent Psychometry (diagnosed as SPD), Eccentric, Mixed Blood Physical Advantages: Ambidextrous, Attractive, Resistant (Illness, Fatigue, Common Poisons) Disadvantages: Small-framed, Klutz Skills Advantages: Antiques, Tea, Tarot Card Readings, Voodoo Disadvantages: Smart Devices, Sports Perks Advantages: Family Ties, Pillar of the Community, Wealth, Well-Connected Disadvantages: Black Sheep, Cursed Powers Advantages: Voodoo Traditions (Divination, Mediumship, Psychometry, Guardian Loa, Curses, Blessings) Disadvantages: Blood Sacrifice, Persistent Psychometry, Painful Spontaneous Divinations Combat Style: Curse-and-run!
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