Agent Long's pliable plastic body deforms somewhat from the hit but much of the bludgeoning force is dispersed. He grunts with pain but seems clear-headed.
The young woman kept herself plastered against the ceiling and let loose with another blast of air, this time wrapping around the thing and bouncing it hard against the ground.
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Air Control: Shapeable Area Damage 6 (DC 21; Shapeable Area: 30 cft., DC 16, Increased Range: ranged, Precise, Selective)
I was doing an aid action - giving a Teamwork Bonus to Hannibal...
Thorpocalypse wrote: ↑Sun Oct 07, 2018 6:01 pm
Building to be comics "accurate" is different than building to run a PC or building something to challenge a group.
Long
CND: Fatigued, -1 Toughness. Exhausted next round.
HP: 1
Imagine if you put a Stretch Armstrong doll in a blender. Long's body Whirlwinds up barraging the robot with hammer fists, ridges grow in his center as he winds up, then unwinds in a blur trying to smash it again.
As Long's arms strike the massive thing, there is an audible groan and creaking. It staggers forward...and then collapses under its own weight, crashing down in an avalanche of metal and wires!
Everyone give me a Dodge chack against DC 18 for half damage. If you fail, DC 23 to resist the damage from falling debris...
As chunks of metal fall about him Long stretches around their impact sites until his final elongated shape looks like an ariel picture of an Icelandic fjord but he's successfully avoided the debris.
He breaths heavy in relief, pulling himself together and starting to sculpt his bruises away.
Rolling back and taking motorcycle form to shrug off as much damage as possible, Torque still takes a solid blow from the debris. Transforming back to robot form, he adjusts his arm and scans the area.
Thorpocalypse wrote: ↑Sun Oct 07, 2018 6:01 pm
Building to be comics "accurate" is different than building to run a PC or building something to challenge a group.
There is debris lying around and it will take a lot of effort before the turbines and generators can even hope to create energy again...but there is no trace of the Wraiths...for now...
When a giant lego thing possessed by evil spirits falls apart, things fly everywhere, including up. Even with all of the changes of the Merge, basic physics still seem to work most of the time. Still, Aislynn somehow managed to avoid the worst of it although one big wheel-thing almost hit her! So, exhausted and unbruised, she floated down, very grateful indeed for her own airbending abilities.
"Well, we're all still alive." she looked at the bodies around her and winced. "Can't say the same for these poor bastards." she shook her head. "Hopefully our tech-priest thing will be able to ward this place against those ghost-things."