Greywind

Leah slowly made her way down the hall. Her fingers combed through her hair, still damp from the shower. Jason had given her the weekend, and, so far, it had been an emotional one. She didn't know why she had kissed him. He hadn't done anything to indicate that he wanted to try again. She didn't know what his reaction would be. Her own reaction, running away from him, scared her more than kissing him had. Her mind turned to the bus full of people. People who had been on a tour of the Pacific coast. Their only crime being too close to Jason's mother's Corvette when the Black Shark pilot opened fire. She would never forget the face of the young girl that died in her arms. Catching sight of Jason sitting in the study gave Leah pause. Gone were the button-down shirt and slacks to be replaced by a sleeveless sweatshirt and shorts. He was sitting with two fingers pressed to his temple, his feet up on the footrest. A drawing pad was in his lap, a pen moving across the paper. A wine glass full of white sat waiting on a table. Leah smiled. “Thank you,” she said, entering the study. She took up the glass Jason had left for her. “For what?” Jason asked, his attention never leaving his paper. “For holding me.” Jason smiled. “Holding you was never a problem.” “Just holding on to me was.” No sooner had she said it, Leah regretted it. Jason's eyes shot up to meet hers. A jolt went through her. “I'm sorry,” she quietly said. “Want to talk about it?” Shaking her head, Lead said, “No. We will. Eventually. My counselor said it would help, but when I'm ready.” “You're seeing a counselor?” Leah nodded. “Kris thought it was a good idea. Dan recommended one. Marla Pearson.” “Is it helping?” Smiling at his concern, Leah said, “It's too soon to tell, but being able to talk to a neutral person helps.” She cast her eyes down to her wine before taking a sip. “What are you going to do about...?” “I don't know yet,” Jason answered seriously. “But my instinct is to make it long, painful, and permanent.” Leah frowned at that. She watched the pen move; the only movement in the room. Taking a few steps closer to Jason, Leah took hold of the top of the pad. “Me see.” Jason lifted the pen and Leah pulled the pad free. Flipping it around, Leah saw a cartoon image of Lightning chasing a toddler version of himself. “Do you think Aaron will be a Legacy?” Jason only shrugged. Other doodles on the paper were Dove, Hellfire, and Psi-Storm. Leah recalled that when Jason drew cartoons it was generally an attempt to not think of more serious matters. When Jason was focused on his serious artwork he was...focused. Glancing over the pad, Leah smiled at Jason. He had closed his eyes and laid his head back. Closing the drawing pad, Leah set it on the table. She put her wine glass on top of it. Bending over, she took the pen out of Jason's hand. His eyes opened. “Hmm?” Capping the pen, Leah shrugged and set it with the pad. “It's still my weekend.” She slipped into Jason's lap, lay her head on his shoulder, stretched her legs out on the sofa, and let the weariness drag her down into sleep.

Elves on motorcycles with shotguns falls under "Urban Fantasy". Dresden, SERRAted Edge, etc.

Cry "havoc!", and let slip the Mimes of War!

...except Superman was buried in Smallville...

NCM also interacted with the Age Disadvantage which is where the 50 comes from.

Maybe what you wanted to see were the scenes that Rourke ranted about being cut from the film.

I used to work in a warehouse. It doesn't take 10 STR to lift a washer. The dryers, on the other hand...

Because there comes a point when the GM has to step in and say, "No. Throwing a 20d6 attack at a 6 year old is going to kill them."

I have. I've done it to players.

I believe it does, but as I stated, I don't currently have access to my DC Heroes stuff.

Using anything that has the possibility of killing, such as a Killing attack regardless of damage class level, will trip a CvK.

SPD in the conversion is based off of Initiative. Basic Initiative for a normal is 6. Batman's, including the effect from Martial Arts, is a 42.

That's his stat block conversion from DC Heroes to Hero. Don't have access to all my DC Heroes stuff, so not looking to go into his powers.

Batman STR: 25 DEX: 30 CON: 20 Body: 12 INT: 32 Ego: 20 PRE: 43 COM: 18 PD: 15 ED: 15 SPD: 9 REC: 9 END: 40 Stun: 35

L.A.'s fine, the sun shines most the time And the feeling is "lay back" Palm trees grow and rents are low But you know I keep thinkin' about Making my way back Well I'm New York City born and raised But nowadays I'm lost between two shores L.A.'s fine, but it ain't home New York's home But it ain't mine no more "I am"... I said To no one there And no one heard at all Not even the chair "I am"... I cried "I am"... said I And I am lost and I can't Even say why Leavin' me lonely still Did you ever read about a frog Who dreamed of bein' a king And then became one Well except for the names And a few other changes If you talk about me The story is the same one But I got an emptiness deep inside And I've tried But it won't let me go And I'm not a man who likes to swear But I never cared For the sound of being alone "I am"... I said To no one there And no one heard at all Not even the chair "I am"... I cried "I am"... said I And I am lost and I can't Even say why "I am"... I said "I am"... I cried "I am"

It was the third of June On that younger day Well I became a man At the hands of a girl Almost twice my age And she came to me Just like a morning sun And it wasn't so much Her words as such As the way they were sung It was the way they were sung Desiree Oh, Desiree There I was found By the sweet passion sound Of you loving song Time was right, the night was long Remember, Desiree Oh Desiree Somehow I knew I could only have you 'Til the morning light If only for that single night Sweet Desiree, you made it right. Then came the fourth of June On that sleepless night Well I tossed and I turned While the thought of her burned Up and down my mind For she was there and gone Without one regret But she continues on Like the words of a song I could not forget I could not forget Desiree Oh, Desiree There I was found By the sweet passion sound Of your loving song Time was right, the night was long Remember, Desiree Oh, Desiree And though somehow I knew I could only have you 'Til the morning light The night was long, the time was right Do you remember, Desiree

Just got home from Illinois lock the front door oh boy! Got to sit down take a rest on the porch. Imagination sets in pretty soon I'm singin' Doo doo doo lookin' out my back door. There's a giant doing cartwheels, a statue wearin' high heels. Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn. A dinosaur Victrola list'ning to Buck Owens. Doo doo doo lookin' out my back door. Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band. Won't you take a ride on the flyin' spoon? Doo doo doo. Wond'rous apparition provided by magician. Doo doo doo lookin' out my back door. Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band. Won't you take a ride on the flyin' spoon? Doo doo doo. Bother me tomorrow, today, I'll buy no sorrows. Doo doo doo lookin' out my back door. Forward troubles Illinois, lock the front door oh boy! Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn. Bother me tomorrow, today, I'll buy no sorrows. Doo doo doo lookin' out my back door.

Ah. I know. You're wondering... what is a place like me doing in a girl like this?

What if he doesn't want his title to be Obvious, tho?

Yeah, I've been following. Basically the counterattack was "you don't have the rights you think you do and we have money unlike your last lawsuits".

I don't like that it is Steam only. More interested in how the HG lawsuit is going to play out.

Paranoia...

Highlander Highlander: The Dreckoning Highlander: The Rehash Highlander: Endgame <-followed the series fairly well. Just bad editing choices. Highlander: The Sauce <-which most of the crew was drinking while working.

The "photo" of Hawk, Dove and Robin looks like an artist's rendering to me.