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  1. Air Force... Special Forces... LOL LOL LOL LOL... <ahem> Hehe.... <snicker> Sorry. Oh, you're serious... my bad. On a serious note, I think keeping the base is a great idea and I'm glad you did. Frankly I think it allows for a ton of stories and interactions. Like some evil General trying to hunt us like that dude always after the Hulk. The Mad Scientist who wants to cut us open to see how we do what we do. Even the opportunities for military types like Lilly's dad to be torn between orders and duty. As for Wealth, in all seriousness I wasn't sure what to put Devin's Wealth at, I picked 3 honestly for shit's and giggles so if the Scooby Gang needed anything he could reliably (and reluctantly) be the guy who hooks them up (within reason, his parents can still pull his purchasing power). In fact, one way for the people to go to Devin and get him involved would be to go to him for something that collectively the group couldn't afford on their own... at that point he'd prolly at least be around to see what the hell he bought, and what it's going to be used for. Also, be prepared to receive a lot of flack from him, he'd not help without putting up some kind of insult saturated argument.
  2. Preheat for 350. Let bake for 30 minutes, tweak as needed... Popularity (• to •••) Essentially this is Fame for characters who've yet to reach adulthood and are still traveling in rather small, but well known cultures within their own community. Your character is well known among a particular clique of people. He could be popular for his money, personal accomplishments, a stroke of blind luck, or perhaps for being the friend or lover of someone with more Popularity (often know as popularity bleed, or popular by proxy). • The character is well known within a small subculture in their neighborhood (like their school) or among select members of their home town's adult leadership (like community leaders, or faculty from their school). Whether well earned or not, the characters reputation grants them certain perks, like avoiding getting trouble or being allowed to stay later someplace after hours and 'lock up when you're done'. •• The character is either instantly recognizable to all members of his local community, like the small town quarterback who threw the winning pass last season, or the entire county in which he/she dwells. The county sheriff whose been around for years would be a prime example of two dots of county-wide popularity ••• Your character's popularity is now at a statewide level, perhaps a governor or an athlete who has brought quite a bit of accolades in the states name either recently or in the past few years. When choosing the Edge, define what your character is known for (star athlete, down home girl next door, scholastic ace, local rich guy). Each dot provides 1 Enhancement to any social actions among those who are impressed by their status. Drawback: Any attempts to find or identify your character gain 1 Enhancement per dot of the Edge. Also, he may have several 'hangers on' or be followed by people who just want to mooch of their popularity. Characters with Popularity, like the Fame Edge, cannot possess the Covert Edge or the Anonymous Enhanced Edge. Also, if you or someone else is part of 'popularity bleed' they can not possess more Popularity dots than the person who made them popular.
  3. I'm working on rewriting Fame and switching it to Popularity. The below 18, still dealing high school drama version of Fame. Essentially it will be Fame-lite and more suitable for kids in a small town and focus more on smaller influence scale. I'll submit it to you Nina when I get it done.
  4. Should have it ready tonight, Nina. Sorry for the delay. On a side note, can the witches go 5 minutes without using magic? These and other questions... tonight, on Ask Marko.
  5. I'm working on one, but Vivi surprised me and flew to D.C. to spend my 4 day weekend seeing sights and taking in culture. So my post will prolly be delayed until tomorrow night or Monday evening.
  6. "Well, that's a shame," she replied with her expression slightly twisting into mock concern. "I'm afraid the myriad of the machinations I have planned for you and the others will require far more than two minutes." "I do hope you'll, at the very least, finish out the remainder of your services this evening. I'd hate to not see you awarded everything you were offered this evening." She reached for him and her soft yet chilled hand took his own in hers. She looked at the bandages still adorning his fingers and spoke softly. "You clawed through in an attempt to unearth your wife's ghost," she chuckled softly. "I'll admit, that's a new one." She raised her eyes to meet his and smiled warmly. "Do have a good evening, M. Grim." With the same sway she approached him with she walked away into the shadows and glamour of Manhattan's aristocracy. The 'tings' of champagne glasses and the clamor of a couple hundreds voices all trying to be heard at once as she slithered her way in back amongst them. Excitedly Brent approached his old friend with a grin on his face. "Well? What'd she say? When do you start?"
  7. Yeah, unfortunately they didn't do any, or have enough time to do any, splat books for specific cities or countries around the world. Which is a shame because it really would have been nice.
  8. Ms. D'Sombra smiled at the charming Ravi and looked to both him and Casey. "If the two of you will excuse me, I've a matter to attend to." [Mel] She moved elegantly away, her black gown wrapped around her curves like a loving shadow never wanting to loose it's hold on her. With a predatory grace and devilish intent she slithered he way to where Brent and Mel were waiting patiently. "Gentleman. Mr. Grim, I assume you've decided to accept my offer? I admit, once Brent told me your background I decided I must have you. So, when can you start?"
  9. Your dodge pool becomes Perception + Teleport.
  10. [Mel] Brent smiled wide, pleased that his old friend had, in his opinion, made the right choice. "That's what I wanted to hear, Sarge." He said with a bit more excitement than he intended. He patted his old friend on the arm and tilted his head off toward the right. "C'mon, let's go meet the lady herself." The two men moved through the smaller galleries all filled with people with more money than taste. Mel never took his mind off security for the duration of the short trip. As they mingled past five thousand dollar suits and low cut evening gowns his eyes were always locked on the situations unfolding around him. For couple that conversed he had devised an escape plan for them and others if something were to suddenly go wrong. He was locked on the mission and that mission was keeping these people safe and keeping them from doing anything stupid, be it to themselves, or others. They rounded a corner, Brent could help but notice Mel still cornered like a military man, a strong turn and a full ninety degree pivot. He stopped suddenly, holding out his arm to stop Mel. "Hold up, she's with some people." [Ravi] "Of course you are," D'Sombra replied and Ravi could hear the suppression of an accent under her appraising eyes and deep red lips. "As am I. As a matter of fact, it's been forever since I've danced any steps at all. We should all go and try it sometime, I'm sure I could pencil it in." Sienna chuckled nervously, fidgeting with the stem of her champagne. "R-Ravenna, three for dancing could be a tad awkward." "So right dear," Ravenna replied without missing a step. Her tone was shrewd and malicious but masked so well behind years of practiced passive aggressive etiquette. "But I would wouldn't fret, dear. I'm sure you;ll find someone to come along with by then. I shan't schedule it short notice." [Ravi] Like a whipped puppy, Sienna lowered her head and didn't retort. It was strange to Ravi, after having known Sienna for the last several days, she'd seemed to strong and independent, an outspoken powerful woman with goals and ambitions, yet here in front of D'Sombra, she was weak and bullied into submission with only a few looks and a couple harsh words. What sort of power did this dark woman have over people? [Casey] Casey approached and the current conversation shifted to the lovely proprietor of coffee and Sienna visibly breathed a sigh of relief. For now, D'Sombra's attention was on the new comer. The break in the conversation forced a raised brow from Ravi, who decided, for the moment, to take a step back towards his date (who grasped his arm rather possessively, he noticed) and look on in sly amusement. It never ceased to amaze him how catty rich people could be. "Why, nothing at all," Ms. D'Sombra said, once more she didn't taken aback by anything that the transpired around her. This woman's composure was impeccable. "You see, it's not a rivalry, Ms. Mason, it's a game. You, the frizzy haired little mulatto girl, the ginger military man, hell," she gestured to Ravi, who seemed quite taken aback at the sudden inclusion. "Even this man isn't here by coincidence. We know things you don't. But you," she pointed a finger in Casey's direction, letting it bounce a few times before she continued on. "You're the spitfire. So much anger." In an expectant gesture she set her champagne glass off to the side where, as she predicted, Sienna quickly placed her own flue in the hand she was wrapped up in Ravi with and swiftly reached for Ravenna's before she let go. Sienna breathed deep, frustration and irritation in her expression in equal measures. "Mourn, sweetie, is a good man. He'd like to slowly ween you in on the details so that when you finally know the truth it doesn't hit you so hard your psyche doesn't spasm with the sudden realization that everything you know about the world, is wrong. I told him it wouldn't work with you, that you're just a ball of anger directed at a world you are powerless to change. Always trying to do the right thing while everyone around seems to exceed you by always doing wring. It's unfair, isn't it?" "I am the iron fist to his velvet glove, dear. I want to see you squirm and writhe in muck as your mind shatters to try and make sense of it all," her eyes narrowed and Casey, who considered herself a pretty brave person, felt fear. Ravenna was, if anything, evil incarnate with an excellent tailor and a hell of a boob job. "I manipulated you Ms. Mason. With a few choice words and a leaked secret, I had you running off in a fuming huff doing exactly what I knew you would: confront him here in public so when he ignored, like I knew he would, you'd come right back to me willing to do whatever I needed of you just so you could spite him. Yet, you still honestly know nothing as to what's going on. So, full disclosure, Ms. Mason, I lie, I cheat, I do mean things to decent people and yet look around." She gestured to the Gala. "Celebrities and the elite still show up to show out, in the words of the street poet, Bruno Mars. It's collateral damage for being rich, powerful, and ambitious. The less you care, the easier it is to do what needs doing. So, if your morals aren't afraid to get too tarnished, meet me next week, 8PM, in my office at Nyx, thirteenth floor, Google it. I'll make sure expected, and please, don't bother with the elevator, I'm sure your high horse will reach the balcony." Sienna looked to Ravi and offered him a disgusted look in reference to Ravenna, as if to say 'I hate that bitch' while she had the opportunity.
  11. Darrik, WTF, bro?! You have an interview happening up front! Handle your business, dude! Hire the hot chick or I'll hire her for you! Christ dude, focus!
  12. Yeah, I should have mentioned that. The caveat is you have to do that before other people reply... Again though, no biggie, we all do it from time to time.
  13. Don't worry, we all do it at some point, some of us multiple times a day. It's fixable. 1. Copy your post. 2. As the Artsmythe account in the lower left hand side of your post will will see three options: 'Quote', 'Edit', and 'Options'. Click options and hide your post. Make sure you've copied it, because once you hide it, only Justin can see it. 3. Paste your post in a new box. (Do not hit 'Submit Reply') 4. In the lower left hand corner of the text box you will see three options again. One will be a drop down box that says 'Artsmythe' the a slider that reads 'Notify me of replies' and a second slider that reads 'Hide'. Go to the drop down and you will see that your name and your alternante account are both listed. Select the name you wish to post under and then verify it's selected, then hit 'Submit Reply'. The post, even though you posted with you Artsmythe account, should be posted as your Doctor Psypher account. Easy-peasy. Most of us usually write our posts as our main accounts, then switch the name to the alternate account right before we actually post it.
  14. "I'd like to remind the both of you," Horatio spoke up, keeping his voice at a polite tone and just low enough to not invite anymore stares than were already being shot their way at the moment. "That this is my place of business, so if this street level manner of addressing myself and my guests is going to continue, then I'd like to save some time and simply escort you to the door now." His voice had a certain majesty to it, like the normal , casual charmer that he was had simply bled away in a red gush if irritation at being cursed at in the middle of his own gala. After a slight pause, he continued. "Ms. DeSombra's running her mouth again, I take it? She does that, it's in her nature. It's an attempt to drive a wedge and given your penchant for childish, emotional outbursts in lew of direct conversation and problem solving, it's obvious she didn't have to try hard." He looked about as irritated as a person could get. "She and I, since she's already decided to play dirty, are, in essence scouting you, Ms. Mason. To be honest, you as well, Ms. Flynn. The 'security guy' too. Now I have guests that I have to attend to, after all I am working tonight, sort of. If you would like to know more, Ms. Mason, than I highly recommend you hide your crazy, compose yourself, and for God's sake exercise some decorum." He adjusted the button on his blazer, making sure it was set the way that was comfortable for him. "It was nice meeting you, Ms. Flynn, officially. As always Ms. Mason, it's been a pleasure speaking you, to the both of you in fact. I'll address your concerns when I have more time, that I promise you. Now, do try and play nice, ladies." He offered them both a polite nod. "If you'll excuse me." With that he separated himself from their company, answering the summons from a raised hand of an unknown guest with a polite smile on his face followed by a hand shake. He'd left the ladies to solve their personal squabbles, and prevent further outbursts that place a detriment to his event.
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