FloatingFatMan

I too am glad Cryptic didn't set up the game world that way. Marvel essentially lost control of the whole thing in the end, and it ended up with them having to virtually destroy the mutantverse... :/

Bigotry is why Ellie's in Paragon City. Her own father threw her out the family home after she became bonded to her Kheldian symbionte, calling her a "Fithly alien bodysnatcher". It didn't help much that he's also a homophobe as well as a xenophobe.

She's had a LITTLE bigotry in Paragon... Mostly from Vanguard, thanks to her partial alien nature, but nothing serious. Just dirty looks and a little name calling; she ignores it, most of the time.

Hmm... Incarnates...

I'm reminded of this post by Mothers Love last year for a TF idea to unlock Incarnates for level 50 chars... Could be interesting.

Ellie crouched down a lay a large bouquet of flowers, accompanied by a soft toy, by the pile of similar items, then looked up at the police cordon around the crimescene.

A crowd of citizens had gathered here, each one showing barely repressed signs of their anger what what happened here. A clenched fist, muted and curt conversation. Several cast angry glances in Ellie's direction, looking pointedly at the feline ears and tail, and muttering "Damned supers..."

Ellie shuddered, the mood in the air grating on her senses, and walked over to one of the cops guarding the scene. Flashing her hero ID at the man, she asked him if it was OK to take a look at the scene.

"Sure, but you won't find squat. We've already been over the area with a fine tooth comb, and one of them new superdogs from the canine unit. Found nada."

"Still, you never know, right?"

The cop nodded, and lifted the tape for Ellie to slip under. A moment later, she was crouching over the precise spot the kids were found, examing it as closely as her unique senses allowed.

A few minutes later, Ellie returned to the cop, her expression not happy. "Too much corruption of the scene... All I got was a vague shape in the grass..."

The cop nodded. "Well, if you could make a report, Miss. Anything might help, y'know?"

Ellie was about to reply, with a clumb of earth struck her in the shoulder, and an angry voice called out. "What the hell are YOU doing here, freak! I remember you! You're that damned kid killer from a few years ago!"

Ellie froze, and slowly turned to face the angry citizen. Several more were forming up behind him. The cop with her looked surprised, then looked at Ellie uncertainly, his hand moving unconciously to his sidearm.

An angry expression flitted across Ellie's face, quickly replaced with a look of sadness. A second later, light flared from her eyes, and she took to the skies; calls of "Kid killer!" echoing in her ears as she fled.

Just finished reading it and very nice work, Birdy! I see some interesting plot possibilities for that parasite!

Personally, I'd never consider a laptop for gaming. They're just not really designed for that sort of thing, and they ALL lack in some region or another.

Get yourself a good desktop instead if you want to game seriously.

"Come on, mom... You can do it!" Cara smiled happily a her mom struggled to get the round shape into the correct hole in the shape sorter. After a few second, she finallay managed to shove it through, and makes a happy sound.

Cara immediately cheered and embraced her mother. "Well done! I told you you could do it! You're a CLEVER girl!"

She held her mother for a few seconds longer, until the older woman started to wriggle to be let free. Sitting back on her haunches, she reached behind her for a large silver bag, and pulled out a sizable and oddly shaped parcel, lovingly wrapped in pink christmas paper and surrounded by a white bow. "I got you an early Christmas present, mom! You can open it now if you want, as a reward for solving the puzzle!"

She happily hands the large package to her mother, who's face lights up at the surprise and starts to tear the paper off clumsily. After a short whole, a large fluffy tiger plush toy is revealed, and is immediately hugged by its new owner; her eyes lighting up with pleasure at her gift, and a small amount of dribble escaping her partly open mouth.

Quickly, Cara pulled a tissue from her jeans pocket and leant forward to dab lightly at her mothers mouth. "Oops! Carefull there mom, we don't want to get him wet now, do we?"

Behind Cara, the door to her mothers room opened and a nurse with a "Founders Falls Re-education Centre" name badge, identifying her as Verity Chambers, enters the room. "Miss Trace? I'm afraid its time for your mothers nap now."

Cara looked up, clearly a little dissapointed. "Aaaw... Already? Could I just get another 5 minutes, please?"

The nurse smiled apologeticly but shook her head. "I'm sorry Miss Trace, but you know the administrator. You can come back first thing in the morning though."

Cara sighed and nodded, then leant over to kiss her mom on the forehead and give her a tight embrace. "I'll see you tomorrow mom, okay? I love you lots and lots."

The older woman barely even acknowledged her, engrossed in her new possession, and Cara stood up, collecting her bads as she does. Walking over to the room, she gave her mom a final glance and a wave, then followed the nurse out of the room.

Once outside, she glanced around at the passers by huddled in their coats from the cold wind, and peared at her watch. "Oh SHOOT! The prom! I'd better move my butt or I'll miss it!"

Glacing quickly around, she pulled a pair of red shades from the pocket of her leather jacket, and gripping her shopping bags tightly, slipped them on and took to the air.

Yes. Yes you are, you sick little puppy.

The ability to do a thing does not grant you free permission to use that ability to harrass or annoy others. Or do you not have any manners?

Going back to the OP's post... I've not read most of the thread as it seemed to be just arguing about who's taking offence at Westley... Anyway.. I was in the chalet that night and was also getting irritated by that stone tank... It got even worse when he dropped an Orob portal right in the middle of a group of people; at least one got caught by the thing. I also petitioned him (and I know many others did), and begged them to send a GM to sort it out.

They did. 5 mins later there were TWO GM's in Pocket D, and the "tool" vanished. A buddy of his a little later said that he'd been banned. Not sure if I actually believe that or not, but if it's true.. HA!

So, yay for the GM's. Thank you very much for resolving the problem!

I don't think we need to be afraid. Ace Rimmer is already on the job!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lV17GxTh3Mo

Yeah, forum RP suffers from that problem in a big way. It's all well and good if everyone is around to keep posting; but it one person makes a post that impacts on another and then doesn't come back to thread for hours, it can kill it stone dead.