Echoes of the Multiverse

That was a bit fun to write out, pardon me for being indulgent. Woo, mystery.

He can see it. He can see it . There's a path Martin can track through the tear, a wormhole plunging it's way through space and time, leading straight through- Straight hhrough- traight- bla- -arkn-s- -o- There's an apartment, Martin can make out an empty park through a window where two men sat. Clo...

Yes, for revelations.

GM: I used both , and had some very nice rolls for you. Let's see... Opening up his mind's eye to the substance left behind, he detects no more 'magic' then whatever other esoteric abilities might exude during their use. The substance appears to be organic in nature, with there being little he coul...

As a kid I always wanted ice powers. No clue why by this point.

Poor Hellcat's player. Being a teenager again is bad enough, but a teenager with superspeed powers? Ouch.

I'll need to get to updating Ken soon. I'm good with the quick draw gun, I also get an armor upgrade though. What would you reccomend? (Balistic weave Cowboy hat?)

He shakes his head, "No, ten minutes is well within the margins for error. Though we need to get our barings as well, which could result in the trip taking even longer depending ding on where we are."

Indeedly.

"Sorry, was listening to dispatch." The man octogirl spoke to awkwzrdly stated, cutting in. "I'm in contact with them now, if you want me to pass words along."

Smalls rolls his eyes at all this talk of back and forth of should-we-satay or should-we-go. If he had anything to add or comment on the matter, he didn't seem keen to divulge. After all, why would a villain willingly talk these things over with his own captors? Instead, he wait impatiently for the ...

The security officer with the heros sighs, rubbing the back of his neck. "I don't fault the kid for wanting to just rush over and get things done. We have our protocol, but things... Shift, when villians get involved. I might able to convince our driver change plans. Up to you people though.&qu...

Ahh, I was waiting on a narrative post where Warlock would check on the clones he captured.

Split up. You say? Intriguing...

Kenma, still there man?

Darius spits to the side, as if finding the taste of Cheyenne to be abhorrent. "It's like biting into an overcooked steak. Far too meaty and chewy." He has been up to this point unnoticing of the struggles undergone by the Chauffer, who still can't seem to get his magic to trigger. No long...