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I wrote this for the heroes unlimited book which is a different system. Just skip down to the end where character creation is being talked about at post 58. https://forum.rpg.net/index.php?threads/where-i-read-heroes-unlimited-revised-2e-the-white-book.842195/#post-22444999 CES

I don't know if you have access, but some of these golden age adventures used to be online. See if your friend has something from that time period he might want to play like the Ray, Captain America, Samson, or the Whizzer. That will help with what kind of powerset he needs. CES

heard on the radio: Woman gets five years for writing sick notes for other people's kids CES

Well, They did get rid of Perlmutter so he couldn't interfere in the process anymore so we could get a black panther and captain marvel movie CES

exactly. CES

Tom Baker was the first Doctor who basically was like "Is this a world destroying device? I love me some world destroying devices. What does this button do? Oopsie daisy." CES

A version of the Tell Tale Heart where the murderer, Edgar Marsh, falls for a girl who moved in across the street. When he sees the girl and his best friend making the beast with two backs, he kills the friend and buries him under the floorboards in his study. Eventually the girl gets the police to come around to ask some questions and Edgar snaps and gets killed. Also watched the end of the Devil's Nightmare where a priest signs away his soul to save six other people who have been killed only to have them die in a bus accident while he is left with the succubus who started it all CES

Attracted by nuclear explosions on the surface of the Earth, Azomidus waits for another explosion of power to act as a door for it to finally blow away the atmosphere of the planet. CES

Harry Harrison has a third arm that acts as a mobile tool kit. He is called on to engineer solutions for mechanical failures and construct fixes for things the others can do. He is known as the Hammer CES

My wife told me that a deer attacked her car once and knocked the lights out. I, on the other hand, make sure that a deer cannot chase my car CES

i remember Johnny Depp's divorce and his ex said he was abusive, but he was the one with the cut off finger. CES

Scouting in the Woods 4 The Morgans put the kids to bed. Ruff was placed on guard. Any animal who came into the camp site would get a fanged fury to contend with while he was laying by the tents. “Do we have time to snuggle?,” asked Marty. “I think that would be nice before we look at this other thing. And it will give the kids time to go to sleep.” Finch gestured for him to sit with his back to his log. She sat down beside him. He put his arm around her. She leaned in. “This is nice,” said Marty. “Why haven’t we done this more often?” “Work,” said Finch. “That’s a good point,” said Marty. “We do travel a lot. Maybe we should do this every year as a way of slowing down.” “Maybe,” said Finch. She smiled. “It does seem quiet.” “I know,” said Marty. “Maybe we could come up here by ourselves. Leave the kids with Barry. The two of us alone in a romantic spot.” They sat like that for a while. Marty stared at the fire. He had been on the run for ten years, then gathered some people to be a new version of his adoptive family, and now he had a natural family of his own. It was a lot of change for him to think about with his wife by his side. At one point, he thought he would already be dead by now. “The children are asleep,” said Finch. “So we should take care of this other thing?,” asked Marty. “I’m enjoying the snuggling too much. Can’t we do the other thing in the morning?” “Mark gets his laziness from you,” said Finch. “I like to think of it as tactical brilliance and smart use of resources,” said Marty. “So does he,” said Finch. “All right,” said Marty. “Afterwards we snuggle some more.” “Maybe,” said Finch. “All right,” said Marty. “No more snuggling for you. I’ll get Ruff to do it. He loves to snuggle and he doesn’t mind if I move around.” Finch got to her feet in one flowing motion. She turned and held out a hand. Marty took it. She yanked him to his feet with a single pull of her arm. “I wonder what Petey got involved in,” said Marty. “Guard the camp, Ruff. Protect the kids for me.” The dog barked once, but didn’t move from where it was laying. It had an eye on the whole area from its spot. “Let’s take care of this so we can get some sleep,” said Marty. Finch led him into the woods for some yards before she stopped. She pointed upwards. Marty pulled a tiny flashlight from his pants pocket and shone it on two men trussed up in their own clothes and left hanging upside down from a tree. Gags from dirty socks had been used to ensure silence. “If I take the socks out, are you going to scream for help?,” asked Marty. “If you do, I’ll have to put them back in. I can’t have you waking up the kids. I don’t want them to know my wife likes to beat people up and hang them up like pinatas.” The pinatas made noises to show they understood what was being asked of them. Marty reached up and pulled the socks out of their mouths. He dropped them on the ground. “Let’s have some introductions,” said Marty. “I’m Marty Morgan. This is my wife, Finch. And you are?” Finch handed him two wallets. He opened them and shone his light on the license cards inside. He handed the wallets back. “Joe Constanza, and Mike Mulligan,” said Marty. “Why are you here?” “We were just doing a nature hike is all,” said Constanza. “Then this broad came out of nowhere and hung us up.” Finch punched him in the face. He spun on his tether, dragging his partner with him. She stepped back. She showed Marty the two handguns she had taken. “Let’s try again,” said Marty. “Why are you here? If you lie again, I will walk away and let my wife beat the both of you until your brains come out of your ears. If you tell the truth, I will take you down to your car and let you drive away with just the beating you have already taken.” “Broken bones,” said Finch. “Really?,” said Marty. She nodded. “One of you is going to have to go to the hospital. Sorry. That’s the way it is. You know how women are.” “One of us has to go to the hospital?,” said Mulligan. “Which one?” “The one that lies,” said Marty. “The one that tells the truth gets to go home with everything intact. I think that’s fair. Why are you here?” “We’re here to grab the girl,” said Mulligan. “Shut up you,” said Constanza. “You shut up,” said Mulligan. “I need my legs, and I don’t want to go to the hospital.” “So you’re not here to bother us, just the girl?,” said Marty. “Which girl?” “What do you mean which girl?,” said Mulligan. “The Marston girl.” “Okay,” said Marty. “That’s better for you. For a minute, I thought you were talking about my daughter. If that was the case, well let’s just say the bears would be getting fatter in the morning.” “They don’t know,” said Finch. “I kind of agree,” said Marty. “What’s Petey doing to stir you guys up enough to grab his kid for leverage?” “What don’t we know?,” said Mulligan. “Who are you people?” “I’m going to give this to you because I still need a few answers,” said Marty. “Your boss sent you into a meat grinder. We’re superheroes. As soon as I am done with you, I’m going to give your names to the mother of the other kid I am babysitting. Her husband will tell her who you work for. By this time tomorrow, Petey Marston will be the last thing on his mind because everything he owns will be burned down. Bond’s mother is a berserker who loves to hurt people.” “Are you serious?,” asked Constanza. “Hazard Scouts,” said Marty. He directed the beam of his light on the patch he wore on his jacket. The hourglass in a circle gleamed. “Your boss didn’t know, did he?” Constanza said some expletives at that. “No, he didn’t,” said Mulligan. “Marston is supposed to be some divorce snoop. We were just supposed to grab his kid so he would back off looking into Lorraine Greco.” “I don’t know who that is so I am going to take your word for that,” said Marty. “I’m really debating telling Corona about this. Once she starts burning stuff down, she might decide to go after the two of you. I don’t really care, but it seems like overkill. What do you think, hon?” “Burn them down,” said Finch. “I don’t think we need to do that,” said Marty. “I think what we should do is give these guys some time to warn their boss that Corona is on the way, and he should leave the country.” “Collateral damage,” said Finch. “Yeah,” said Marty. “She might burn down the city looking for the guy. We can’t have that. Barry would lose his mind.” “So you’re not going to tell your friend about this?,” asked Mulligan. “I don’t think we should,” said Marty. “I think we’re going to enjoy the rest of our weekend. The only problem I see is what to do with the two of you. We can let you go, but I feel like you would come back and spoil things for us. This is the first weekend I have had in a while, and I don’t want you guys ruining it for us.” “Bears?,” said Finch. “Do we really want to kill them?,” said Marty. “It sets a bad example for the kids. Putting one of you in the hospital just doesn’t seem like enough to keep you out of our hair.” “We’ll leave, and you will never see us again,” said Mulligan. “I swear. Please don’t break my legs.” “They will come back,” said Finch. “I think I have an idea where all of us will be happy,” said Marty. “This is the situation as I see it. You guys want Stella to use as leverage to stop Petey from doing whatever he’s doing. We want to enjoy our weekend without more of you guys showing up to bug us. Neither of us want to get anyone else involved because your boss might kill you for screwing up, and if something happens to my kids, I will definitely kill you. That seems pretty accurate, right?” “Yeah,” said Constanza. “It looks right to me.” “This is what’s going to happen,” said Marty. “I’m going to give you guys a weekend in the woods. By the time you get anywhere with a phone, we’ll be at home, Petey will be done doing whatever he’s doing, and you guys will be safe. Your boss can’t kill you if you’re lost in the woods for two days, and all the bad stuff happened while you were gone. And we won’t kill you in retaliation. That seem okay to you two?” “You’re not going to hurt us?,” said Mulligan. “No, I’m not,” said Marty. “I think you have been hurt enough. What do you say, Honey?” “Bears,” said Finch. “We’re not going to feed them to the bears,” said Marty. “We can take a step back and not be excessively cruel.” Finch glanced at him. “To the bears,” said Marty. “A people diet isn’t good for them.” “I agree with that,” said Constanza. “And he agrees with me,” said Marty. “I think you should cut them down.” “Don’t like it,” said Finch. “If they move, break a leg,” said Marty. “But we really need them away from the camp site before you do that thing you do if you want to do that.” “What thing?,” asked Mulligan. “My wife’s teachers taught her how to cut people a hundred times in a minute,” said Marty. “It’s really messy, and totally against what I am trying to do here.” “Please don’t do that,” said Mulligan. “Please.” “How many people have you actually killed, Mulligan?,” asked Marty. “None,” said Mulligan. “I usually do the numbers.” “Oh, okay,” said Marty. “What about you, Constanza?” “I haven’t killed anyone,” said Constanza. “I do break things.” “A legbreaker and a gambler,” said Marty. “I don’t feel that bad with letting you two go now.” “Thank you,” said Mulligan. “Thank you.” “Shut up, wussy,” said Constanza. Finch dropped them from the branch after scaling the tree in a moment. She came down just as fast. She retreated to Marty’s side. “Here comes your ride,” said Marty. A thing of green and tan erupted from the air. Wings spread to let it flutter in the air. It looked as big as an elephant to the would be kidnappers. Yellow eyes glowed in the dark as it looked at the two men. “I need you to take these two deeper into the park, Daisy,” said Marty. “Say about ten miles north of here. Can do?” The dragon roared. It lifted off and grabbed the two men with giant claws. It breathed on them, singing their hair. “Take Spike,” said Marty. He tossed a yellow squirrel up to the dragon. The animal caught an arm and scrambled to the shoulders of the dragon. “Spike, these guys need some exercise. Make sure they can find some berries and water, but they don’t come back this way. Understand?” The squirrel chittered and rubbed its paws together. Little sparks danced around its ears. “All right, guys,” said Marty. “Spike will look after you until you reach civilization. Don’t come back here if you know what’s good for you. Understand?” Daisy headed up in the sky. She vanished against the night as soon as she was away from the tree line. Marty waved at her captives. “Soft,” said Finch. She smiled. “I know, I know,” said Marty. “We should have broken both their legs and arms and made them crawl down to the ranger station. Really teach them a lesson. I’m on vacation. I didn’t want to ruin it with something that was a lot like work.” “Soft,” said Finch. She hugged him close and took his breath away. “Why did we have to bring the kids?,” said Marty after a minute. “I could do this all night.” Finch smiled. She released him and led the way back to the camp. Marty took the pistols apart and dropped the pieces as he walked. The last to go were the empty magazines. He took the money out of the wallets and threw them in the dark. They reached the camp and found Ruff still in position. He gave them a look, but otherwise didn’t move. “Looks clear,” said Marty. “Let’s spread our blankets and sleep next to the fire like cowboys used to do.” Finch nodded. She pulled the blankets from the tent and they lay down against the log Marty had used as a rest. She threw the blankets up and they covered the two when they landed. “You have to teach me how to do that one day,” said Marty. He held his wife close. “Stella?,” said Finch. “Pete must have gone back to criminal investigations,” said Marty. “He might have put his mask back on. I thought he was out. He seemed to like divorce work the last time I talked to him.” “Some kind of threat?,” said Finch. “Maybe,” said Marty. “I don’t know. I should have asked Cog to back Pete up.” Cog helped out when he wanted, but he liked to stay out of the spotlight, and kept to himself whenever possible. He patrolled underground Chicago when not on a case with the Scouts, and fixed things in the infrastructure with his tentacles and tools. Turning him loose on some Syndicate would be like using dynamite to hunt sheep. But the reports filed with Barry would be something to read despite his dry style and humorless affect. “Corona will be mad,” said Finch. “I know, but I can’t just whack every wiseguy I run into in a national forest,” said Marty. “There would be piles of bodies if I did that. I would rather keep things down to a dull roar until I’m ready to really do damage.” “Soft,” said Finch. “It is what it is,” said Marty. He kissed her neck. “We can’t all be death dealing divas of darkness like yourself.” “Don’t wake the kids up,” said Finch. “I’ll think about it,” said Marty. Someone stirred in one of the tents. Ruff looked up. “Next time, we’re definitely leaving the kids with Barry,” said Marty. “Agreed,” said Finch. Melinda peeked out of the girl’s tent. She rubbed an eye. She looked around the campsite. “I thought I heard Daisy,” said Melinda. “Is something going on?” “Not anymore, Lin,” said Marty. Finch lightly punched him in the leg. “What?,” said Melinda. “Go back to sleep,” said Marty. “If there’s trouble, we’ll wake you up.” “Are you sure?,” said Melinda. “That’s why we have Ruff, honey,” said Marty. “Go back to sleep before you wake the others up and we have to tell another boring ghost story.” “All right, Dad,” said Melinda. She gestured for Ruff to follow as she climbed back into the tent. The dog settled down where her feet might be and kept an eye on things from his new position. “It looks like the romantic bubble has popped,” said Marty. Finch smiled. She snuggled in closer. “Why did we have kids?,” said Marty. “Experiments,” said Finch. “Barry wanted to do experiments on them,” said Marty. “I’m thinking we should have said yes.” “Frog children,” said Finch. “I am not seeing the downsides now,” said Marty. That earned him another light punch. “You keep doing that, and I will have bruises, and not in the good way either,” said Marty. He wrapped his arms around his wife with a smile. “The two men,” said Finch. “Right about now, Spike is giving them a run for their money,” said Marty. “I imagine two days of running from lightning will teach them a lesson, but who knows.” Finch kissed him on the cheek. “Hard,” she said in his ear.

What are the allegations, Bazza CES

I don't think there's enough crazy characters to run a draft on, Cancer CES

And a punny title that didn't take itself seriously. Beware Jeff Blue and his stroller CES

The creature known as Query is a machine intelligence that has gained sentience. Its desire is to spread across the universes and devour anything in its way. Gaining control of magic, then designations of natural law, has made that quest all the easier as it can use natural leylines across any world to build its magic using drone army to slay the inhabitants. Then it breaks up the planet for new material to stage the invasion of the next universe CES

One of the adaptions of Alistair McClean. Those were some good books and some good movies. There were spies and moles everywhere, fast plots, and smart heroes. The Guns of Navarone, Force Ten From Navarone, Where Eagles Dare, The Satan Bug, Breakheart Pass were all adaptions of his novels. The weakest was the Satan Bug, but they were good movie adaptions too. The Guns of Navarone had Gregory Peck leading a team into the Med to stop giant cannons from firing on the fleet that was sailing to back the invasion of Europe. Force Ten had Harrison Ford and Robert Shaw trying to figure out who was leaking information in the Greek Resistance while trying to blow up a dam. Where Eagles Dare has Clint Eastwood as a clueless lieutenant ordered to help Richard Burton's Major infiltrate a mountain fortress, but that's not what the plot is really about. The Satan Bug has someone steal a biological weapon and the efforts of the government to get it back before it can be sold or used. Breakheart Pass has Charles Bronson posing as a criminal being transported on an army train with a hidden mastermind onboard willing to kill anyone in his way. I think MacClean died and his estate or his publisher commissioned books based on his old plots but I didn't pick them up. Essentially the same as Robert Ludlum, and now Tom Clancy. CES

The best part about this movie was the end where Lector said he was having a friend for dinner. You can see the asylum director walking away from him without noticing who is on the phone CES

Quantum Flex can put things back together the way they were, or better depending on where you stand on multiple world theory CES

He is known as Peppy. He is the perfect infiltrator, capable of mimicking any other species and gain their powers for his own. No one suspects the pigeon in the sky of being the spy taking their valuables and escaping. And for added terror, Peppy can mimick two different species at the same time which gives him deadly combinations like the Mole Shark or the Tigerilla or his favorite Electric Squirrel CES

Arlen Grantz is a former sports star turned villain using his control over magnetism to blast through most anything in his way. Grantz's sport was surfing. His style made him known as the Wave CES

They made two: Clash of the Titans and Wrath of the Titans. CES

Finished Pitt at Royal Road https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/25301/pitt CES

@Cygnia had it right. The cops thought it was cocaine. Apparently he did too. He pled guilty because he was looking at a lot of time before the lab analysis came back. As soon as the lab said it was powered milk, he changed his plea. CES

I understand that. I don't always agree with you, Hugh, but you are the closest thing to an expert on taxes and taxation systems that we have on the board. I respect that. CES