GAME PRELUDE POST!!!! Most of the action will take place on the Yahoo groups list itself. But from here, the transition from your character's worlds to your starting location in the Earth-8603 universe will be outlined in the rest of the "Countdown to Interweave Crisis" posts, counting down to the beginning of the game

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Gray

[Earth 8604] March 08, 2001

[ Compensating for sub-optimal temperatures ]

The Antarctic wind howled through your ears (though it was not cold) as you reached the outer perimeter of the structure.

[ Life Support Systems Online ]

There was so much you didn't know, although you guessed that you were once part of a greater thing. The alien shards that called to you that fateful day had bonded to you genetically. You were a crew member. You were the ship. The drive system had exploded. Crew separated from ship systems. Integration broken.

[ Preserve knowledge at all costs. Seek out the others. Reintegrate the ship. Rejoin the crew. Complete the mission. ]

You've heard it hundreds if not thousands of times before, but not so much as in the last month when the voice that once downloaded a glimpse of your purpose began to speak more frequently.

[ Cargo Spatial Displacement System detected. Re-integration not possible without Power Core System and significant hull containment ]

[ Nuwali ]

You enter the structure and find... a jungle... with tropical temperatures. The environmental controls of this place must be astounding!

[ Weapons System detected. Signaling reintegration.]

[ Access Denied ]

[ Warning: Weapon Systems corrupted. ]

This doesn't bode well....

From beneath the ice, an odd cannon shaped device sprang to surface.

And then, it shot you.

And then you wake up... lying a cold dry street under a clear black night sky.

[ Powering down enviromental field ]

And then the smell of carrion filled the air, as the alien technology inside you took note of your interest in the structures of the Blue City.

[ Architecture: Early Kree period ]

And then you see a corpse.

[ Organic Classification: Skrull, dead between 5-7 days ]

GAME PRELUDE POST!!!! Most of the action will take place on the Yahoo groups list itself. But from here, the transition from your character's worlds to your starting location in the Earth-8603 universe will be outlined in the rest of the "Countdown to Interweave Crisis" posts, counting down to the beginning of the game

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Stinger

[Earth 8608] March 08, 2001 Denver, Colorado, 4:20 AM

The early morning sky broke into brilliant white light and everything exploded as the wave of anti-matter struck the Earth at faster than light speed. The world explodes, and fades into nothingness.

You awaken, with a slight headache, in a strange city of blue buildings with a strange alien architecture.

You're covered with debris. You cast off a street sign that was laying across your chest.

"Welcome to Denver, Colorado"

Around you see alien bodies strew here and there along the streets.

And in the sky, you see... the Earth rising over the mountains in the distance.

Ok thats major coolness! Im digging it, Im eager to chat with Brother Eye and kick Stark's shiny metal butt. Let's do this thing! Ive got a temporal paradox to create!!!

Oh and for the interested Ive made a pictue of NOMAD for this game. It can be found in the art forum: [www.classicmarvelforever.com]

Oooh, fancy.

Mr Happy Wrote:
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> DogDarko Wrote:
> --------------------------------------------------
> -----
> > I'm going to submit an edited version of my
> > character sheet - minus a lot of the numbers -
> to
> > give other players a generalised perception of
> him
> >
>
> Heh heh heh, Im not! Seriously I'll post t
> later right now I want to reveal NOMAD in game.
> Cant wait to see wwhat the other players are.
> Perceptor I know but it will be interesting to see
> him with a whole new order of power. He was only
> working with 300cps last time.

I can't wait myself to get to display how impressively awesome Perceptor is with a 600 CP fund to work with, brings him nicely in alignment with some paths I could have seen him traveling in Rook's game.

All I have to say if Very Cool DSk!

Would you rather play through email via the established Yahoo group, or go forum-based? I'm presently trying to figure out Myth-Weavers dot com....




Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 02/28/2009 09:21AM by Dead Sidekick.

My vote is yahoo of course for reasons I stated in my games thread.

Cool. One for Yahoo only. Six unvoted (yet)

I'm thinking perhaps a hybrid of the two... I'd love to not have to be the designated dice roller.

Do like I do...Rely on the honor system until someone (or someones) begins seeming to cheat

I've been having no problems with Myth-Weavers (other when the dice roll the wrong way of course ), and things did seem to get difficult keeping track of an active game on Yahoo Groups for Lubidius' game and got easier when he switched to Myth-Weavers.

this is my first on line game, so I have no experience either way with either method...

I'm a PBEM Virgin... Please be gentle with me?




Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 02/28/2009 01:46PM by Chronomancer.

Only since it's your first time Chrono. I've got both going right now, mythweavers & yahoo group. And I find the myth to be a lot easier to use. Although Nightmask is right I havn't rolled above a 76% in so long I forget what a red roll even means.

~cypher

Chronomancer Wrote:
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> this is my first on line game, so I have no
> experience either way with either method...
>
> I'm a PBEM Virgin... Please be gentle with me?

hehehehehuamuhaaahahahahahahahahhahahahahahaaaa!

Er, sure.

It doesn't matter to me either way, though I'm more familiar with Yahoo.

I'm happy with Yahoo, but open to the other options if they will grant more smooth running of the campaign

P.s. Here is an original picture of my character - minus his identity-concealing mask, of course




Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 02/28/2009 10:19PM by DogDarko.

GAME PRELUDE POST!!!! Most of the action will take place on the Yahoo groups list itself. But from here, the transition from your character's worlds to your starting location in the Earth-8603 universe will be outlined in the rest of the "Countdown to Interweave Crisis" posts, counting down to the beginning of the game

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March 8, 1943 [Earth8600]

Skies over Berlin, Germany

The Luftwaffe scrambled to intercept the second massive bombing raid on Berlin by 580 Allied bombers escorted by 800 fighters.

Hitler go Bye bye

Para Dox



Alias: Para Dox
Real Name: Kell M'uatu
P.O.B.: Negative Zone, Amalgam Universe
Occupation: chronicler of destroyed timelines
Base of Operations: Mobile

Age: Immeasurable
Legal: Inapplicable
Height: 15' 6"
Weight: 14,900 pounds (7.45 tons)
Eyes: Purple
Hair: Purple
Race: Amalgamate

F - IN (40)
A - IN (40)
S - IN (40)
E - MN (75)
R - MN (75)
I - MN (75)
P - MN (75)

Health - 195
Karma - 225
Resources - AM (50)
Popularity - S0 (0)

POWERS:

Troubleseeker - Class 3000 range (50 light years)

True Invulnerability - Shift Z (500) resistance to all forms of damage

Clairaudlence: He has Monstrous range (250 Million miles).

Clairvoyance: Monstrous range.

Communicate With Animals: Monstrous (75) ability to speak with animals.

Communicate with Cybernetics: Monstrous (75) ability to speak with intelligent machines or to take readings from non-self-aware devices.

Communicate with Plants: Monstrous (75) ability to speak with the higher forms of plant life.

Cosmic Awareness: Shift Z (500) awareness of the multiverse, limited to destroyed realities and those in danger

Empathy: Monstrous (75) ability to read emotions.

Force Field Generation: a protective field of Shift Z (500) rank.

Force Field v. Psionics: a protective field of Shift Z (500) rank that can be extended to include anyone he chooses.

Gateway: He has a Class 3000 range that can reach distances up to 50 light years at a jump.

Kinetic Bolt: Para Dox can fire bolts of Monstrous (75) Intensity.

Linguistics: Para Dox has Shift Z (500) ability to understand any language.

Mental Invisibility: He has the Shift Z (500) ability to render himself and anyone he chooses undetectable by psionic means.

Mind Probe: Monstrous (75) rank probes of minds and psionic phenomena. Curiously, his use of this or
Telepathy gives his target Monstrous (75) protection against any other entity’s attempt to do likewise.

Remote Sensing: Monstrous (75) ability to extend the range of his senses (excluding those as above).

Self-Sustenance: Para Dox has never been known to eat, drink, or be required to breathe. However, all members of his race must occasionally bathe in particular radiations.

Shapeshifting: To aid their covert surveillance of the universe, all Watchers have the Monstrous (75) ability to transform themselves to mimic whatever lifeform they are observing.

Telekinesis: He has Monstrous (75) abilities, mostly used to operate machinery and fetch items.

Telelocation: He has the Class 3000 ability to locate anyone in the universe.

Telepathy: Class 3000 communication with other Amalgamate Cosmic Entities. Otherwise Para Dox decreases his rank to Monstrous when dealing with mortals.

Teleportation: Class 3000 range (50 light years).

Total Memory: Para Dox has Class 3000 recall of everything he has ever experienced in realities that no longer exist.

Levitation: Para Dox has Monstrous (75) rank.

TALENTS:

All scientific and engineering skills

CONTACTS:

Oblivion

HISTORY:

Para Dox is the result of a divergent reality Axel Asher using his Access powers to create amalgamated combinations of Marvel and DC Universe characters from Kell Mossa (Pariah) and Uatu the Watcher during one of the infinite iterations of the Kang-Immortus Time Crisis Wars.

PERSONALITY:

Para Dox is a tragic figure, a man of vast cosmic awareness, and yet driven by the knowledge that he is not supposed to exist. He will not interfere in the affairs of lesser beings unless doing so will guarantee his non-existence.




Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 03/01/2009 10:20PM by Dead Sidekick.

Yes, the Earth map behind him has 8 continents... this is the Para Dox that player characters will meet on the Moon, 1 million years ago. On Earth, Atlantis hasn't sunk yet, and much of Europe, Asia, and North Africa has proto-Hyborian Age geography

I'd like to see a full version of the map if you have one available...
(Catastrophism is a bit of a hobby of mine, I'd like to compare it to some of the references i've drawn up...)

these might help too....

[en.wikipedia.org] and [en.wikipedia.org]
[en.wikipedia.org]

I don't have a map drawn per se... that's a viewscreen behind Para Dox. I used a copy / paste of an actual Earth map from a Civilization III game mod that I customized further with Marvel Comics' maps of Atlantis's continental shelf and a rough sketch of Hyboria superimposed on it. The ugly seams are behind Para Dox

I had more fun putting Kell Mossa's purple moptop hairdo on Uatu....




Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 03/02/2009 11:16AM by Dead Sidekick.

For me Ive found I like Mythweavers better than Yahoo. Ive seen yahoo eats posts and suffer techincal issues during long game. The plus side for yahoo is the fact that it is supported by a corporation and there is little fear of it going under anytime soon (even surviving a takeover bid by microsoft). Still I vot for mythweavers, the forum style makes playing the game and keeping track of events and posts far easier, plus having a built in dice roller is pretty cool.

FINAL GAME PRELUDE POST!!!! Action will take place on the Yahoo groups list itself. But from here, the transition from your character's worlds to your starting location in the Earth-8603 universe will be outlined in the rest of the "Countdown to Interweave Crisis" posts, counting down to the beginning of the game this Saturday, March 8th. This is the last game-related scene-setting post that will be cross-posted to CMF. Beginning Saturday, the adventure continues at the designated Yahoo group. Let's hit the ground running!!! Starting position maps will be provided this weekend.

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NOMAD

[Earth 8410-811 Divergence Continuum 22] March 08, 2021 - ruins of Gotham City, New Jersey 0020 Hours

[Subject: Stark, Arno. Alias "Iron Man" Global arrest warrant issued.]

[downloading from network hub Brother MK-I]

[Temporal energy emissions detected. Proceed with caution.]

[Transmitting chronodynamic compensator subroutines...]

[loading....]

[loading....]

[checksum file error download aborted]

[...]

[...]

[server disconnect]

Your optical receptors took in the scene which happened in an instant, which was just slow enough to replay what just happened in your memory core.

The ruins of Gotham City, destroyed in an earthquake over 18 years ago, stirred, as if the toppled structures were waking from a curse of slumber, and began to rise and slowly converge to form a massive tower crackling with violent temporal energies, swirling like a storm in the skies.

And then a white hot ribbon of light spread in an arc across the sky... no... a rift of energy... massive.... getting closer and closer to the Earth.

And then it hits..

[Antimatter shock wave detected]

[Cohesion integrity field offline]

You feel yourself disintegrating.

You hear a faint beep, slowed down to reveal a distant whisper - "I am from beyond.... slay your enemies and all you desire shall be yours.... nothing you dream of is impossible for me to accomplish..."

And then nothing.

[rebooting....]

[Reintegration subroutine complete. Run time 8.76581277 × 10⁹ hours]

[All systems online.]

[Navigational scan]

[GPS signal not detected. Diagnostic cycle initiated]

[Brother MK-I server not found.]

[No ping returned on any external network systems. Diagnostic cycle inconclusive.]

[Active scan mode]

The absence of barometric pressure and the cratered surface of the landscape was clue enough that somehow you were no longer in the ruins of Gotham City, as you peer over the desolate surroundings.

[Navigational scan complete. Processing collated data...]

You felt a passing kinship with the dust beneath your feet. Its base composition, electrostatically charged nanophase iron resulting from the kinetic impact of eons of micro-meteor strikes on this planetoid was as near perfect a reintegration medium as any that could be found for your automated repair systems. You queue up a self-diagnostic subroutine.

[Reintegration cycle completed.Full reintegration of 99.9997 percent of structure required 8.76581277 × 10⁹ hours to complete.]

Whatever disintegrated you in Gotham City took one million years to recover from. But...

[System chronometer error. External scans of cosmic microwave background levels compared with available celestial position data indicate a 100% likelihood that that this unit has undergone radical chronodynamic displacement. Current observation position conforms to projected approxiamations of celestial mechanics as viewed from the western rim of Luther Crater, Mare Serenitis, Earth's Moon on date March 08, 997981 BCE]

You're in the past? And have been re-integrating here for the past one million years? Two million years from the hour your re-integration subroutines began, you will be struck with whatever sent you here.

Just then you see a machine fly over your head from the other side of the mountain you are standing on.

[Identified: Obsolete combustion engine-powered aircraft designate Messerschmitt 109. Male human lifeform detected aboard]
The plane's engine seemed to seize as it crossed over the lip of the mountaintop carried by inertia in a high arc that began a slow, low gravity twisting tumble towards the Moon's surface. Electrostatically charged moon dust trailed it, attracted to it by opposing polarities.

[Human lifeform vital signs terminated]

The pilot of the aircraft met a fatal end in the airless environment, his plane falling awkward slow But how is a plane manufactured by Nazi Germany in the mid 1940s CE on the Moon in the first place?

You ascend to the top of the mountain to see the other side.

[Atmospheric containment zone detected. Barometric pressure rising. Gravitational fields rising to Earth levels]

Around a mile from the base of the inner crater rim, you see a vast alien city that seems to stretch to the horizon. Nestled next to the city is an equally large jungle composed of many unknown plant and tree species.

Over the skies of the city you see another plane, just like the one before, firing upon another aircraft....

[Identified: Obsolete combustion engine-powered aircraft designate Messerschmitt 109. Male human lifeform detected aboard]

[Identified: Ion-powered aircraft designate Stark Aerospace Quinjet Mark III. Two lifeforms detected aboard.]

The Me-109 cuts in behind the Quinjet, guns blazing. It is unable to match the speed of the Quinjet, but its guns are.

The Quinjet, on fire, descends on a crash path into the jungle below and east of your position...
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Glory and Bob

[Earth 8603] Denver Anomaly 0820 Hours

The crater where Denver once stood was astonishing bare, save for the alien tower that rose 2000 feet high from its center.
The windows of the Quinjet smeared with the viscous, red blood-like substance falling from the sky as it approached the tower.

"It's too thick in there to land. Probably clog the engine intakes. We better approach low and find a place to land. I think we've got a new weirdest shit I've ever seen story," wisecracked Cody Willis, a SWORD agent piloting the Quinjet along the perimeter of the crater. With a nod over his shoulder to Lt. Colonel Barrett in the back of the Quinjet, "I'd say this trumps that one time in Paraguay with the mind eating space starfish, huh?"

Willis winks over at the supermodel beautiful mutant SHIELD agent codenamed "Glory," also in the back of the Quinjet. "You should have seen Bob here with one of those on his face. We honestly thought we were going to have to kill him."

It seemed odd that the SWORD agent would pick a time like this to banter with stories, as if his daily life were filled with encounters with the abnormal and bizarre.

"What the?"

The Quinjet swerved to miss two aircraft emerging from the strange cloud over the Denver Anomaly, guns blazing.
"Bandits, six o'clock! Shit! We're hit. Starboard wing is clipped..."

"Mayday! Mayday! BOOKKEEPER this is ASSET. We are under attack. Repeat, we are under attack. Please advise."

The communications systems whistled with static.

"Damn, too much EM interference from that tower. They're coming back around, I'm going to see if I can shake them."

The Quinjet pitched and rolled into a braked low speed turn, forcing the enemy aircraft to pass... two old World War II era planes with Nazi German markings buzz past the Quinjet.

"They ain't going to fall for that again."

The two planes split formation to attack the Quinjet in a crossfire of opposing angles.

"Turn turn turn turn turn turn turn you son of a bitch!" Willis cursed his damaged controls as the Quinjet barely righted itself just in time from grazing a mountainside.

"Anybody back there pack an extra bag of tricks?" Willis grimaced sarcastically as the Me-109s vectored themselves back towards the Quinjet. "Gonna try to outrun them. Hang on."

The tower known as the Denver Anomaly loomed large in front of the Quinjet as the German fighters missed intercepting them and fell behind in pursuit. The Quinjet rattled as more rounds struck its hull.

"Hey, the war's over, asshole!" Willis cursed, doing his best to evade the machine gun fire as the tail end of the Quinjet was being shot to pieces.

And then.... a flash of energy and the morning sky turned black and full of stars.

The tower disappeared. In its place below appeared an expansive cityscape, but it was not Denver. The buildings were of an unknown architecture.

"Holy..."

Just then approaching head-on was one of the Me-109s, firing fiercely. The Quinjet's windshield spider-webbed as bullets raced through the cabin....

The back of Willis' pilots chair began to seep blood as a stain quickly spread. The Quinjet plummeted from the sky and crashed through thick foliage before coming to rest in a vast jungle on the outskirts of the strange blue city. The Quinjet was on fire.

Checking for Cody Willis' pulse, the pilot was dead, his chest savagely torn from the Nazi plane's 7.92mm autocannon rounds.

Gathering equipment and supplies from the wrecked Quinjet, overhead you see an Me-109 coming around to make a strafing run....
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Triumph and Stinger

You both stagger to your feet in the streets of this alien city filled with the corpses of green-skinned alien humanoids and notice each other, around a city block aprt from each other (one area). On the horizon, the Earth hangs low in the lunar sky.

Above you a flash of energy occurs and suddenly two vintage German World War II-era planes appear, in a dogfight with a sophisticated looking modern Quinjet such as those used by the Avengers. They blast the Quinjet with bursts of machine gun fire and it bursts into flames and barrels into the nearby jungle at the edge of the city a few blocks away. One of the German planes flies over the mountains in the distance and does not return. The other plane circles the plume of smoke rising from the jungle, and dives into an attack run....

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Gray

You find yourself laying next to a dead Skrull in the streets of a city with Kree architecture. As you get to your feet, you see two men, humans, roughly one block apart from each other (one area) and two blocks away from you (two areas) gaping in amazement at an aerial battle taking place between two propeller aircraft in pursuit of one badly damaged jet aircraft. The prop planes manage to nail the jet in an final crossfire and it erupts into flame and crashes into the jungle west of your position.

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Perceptor

You open your senses to your surroundings and feel the magnificent city around you and the jungle outside its perimeter, filled with numerous species of alien plant life. In the street below the balcony (two areas down) your observe three men awaken and stand in the midst of scattered alien corpses. Peering deeper you percieve that each of these are, like you, not native to this universe and yet all from seperate universes from each other.

You are brought to your knees by a sudden, somewhat painful flurry of new sensations as your awareness of reality shifts to compensate a temporal aftershock, coinciding with a brilliant flash of light in the sky from which three aircraft emerge as sudden migrants to this space-time continuum.

Recovering from the violent burst of new information, you sense that these new airborne arrivals are from this space-time continuum, or rather, will be. Time travelers from this universe's future. Two of the aircraft are German, Nazi-era prop-driven fighters. The other is from a era you recognize as similar to your own contemporary setting, a Quinjet of the late 20th / early 21st Century. The Quinjet is badly damaged, and the Nazi fighters close to finish it off. Flames boil off from the besieged Quinjet, and it plummets into the nearby jungle.

You sense the desperation of the Quinjet's pilot... his painful wounds... and his heroic dying effort to land the aircraft safe enough for his passengers to survive.

You sense a survivor emerging from the crash site.

The Me-109s circles the crash site. One of them flies out beyond the mountains in the distance and does not return. The other swings back and appears to be preparing a strafing run....

Yeah. Posting to Yahoo this morning:

1.) Took forever, and I have stupid high speed internet.

2.) When the post finally did post, it was formatted wrong so I had to fix it, which

3.) took even longer, and

4.) not all of the formating errors were corrected.

Which leads me to a conclusion:

5.) God with a slide rule couldn't design a crappier interface than Yahoo groups.

We'll move somewhere else soon. This won't do.

Thank You, google groups isn't awful if we want to avoid myth-weaver.

well, we know at least that Glory survived the crash

cypher Wrote:
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> Thank You, google groups isn't awful if we want to
> avoid myth-weaver.



Thats true, it also uses the forum style which for my money makes posting easy to follow.

I might even be able to post/read at google groups..I tried Myth and Apache (The company whos rig I am on and will be working on for the forseable future) blocks it. So I cant go there, much less play there.