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Or in my case, Sai, which can be used defensively VERY effectively. Both as blocking aids and bludgeons

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I cant imagine anything more anti thematic than dual blades for instance. I mean, what, we hitting the bad guys with the flat of em all the time?


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Katana and Broadsword got there first tho, LB :/

I'm hoping for a nice steampunk-y shield for my "put on the back burner" idea.

Dreamt about shields last night, only hope they look as awesome in game as in my dream

As for i13 lacking something? I'm not convinced, it looked MORE to me like the Devs giving us all exactly what we've wanted for years, not "oh here's some stuff to distract you while we sneak off" :/

Maybe they'll give trenchcoats a spruce up too! God knows they need a non leather option, and detailing.

How much more do you want????

THE WHOLE ISSUE SOUNDS IMMENSE AND AMAZING AND FANTASTIC!!!!!

minus the Booster Pack cost

ROLL ON ISSUE 13!!!!!

True, true.

Plus we could CREATE a Zombie outbreak mission in a lab!

I think it's as big an Issue as the Flashback issue, if not actually bigger!

It all sounds incredible, just wish we got shields before the Zombie horde

Paint yourself blue?

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underwater-talking-to-fish pack

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Blimmin' Aqua bigot!

ANYWAY.

Great issue, potentially the best yet, minus the booster payment.

The pre-order helmets were listed recently too.

Because I don't think it's fair asking us to pay IF we want extra cossie pieces. Though I'll still end up paying because I'll want the pieces for a cyborg toon I've had in the works....

And to you GG, I say!

Day jobs = AMAZING!

The Booster Pack is really out of order though! I mean, we buy packs in the past then find they're listed as Veteran Rewards!? How's that fair?

Mission Creator is awesome though, but the Booster Pack has really gotten my wind up!

Scrappers = Superstrength - PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!
Tankers = Broadsword
Blasters = Dunno tbh
Defenders = Assault Rifle!
Controllers = Bowel Control
Corruptors = Archery!
Dominators = Archery!
Brutes = Broadsword
Masterminds = *shrugs*

Blaster, definitely. I'm too cowardly to get into melee range.

However, I WOULD love to have claws, so if I was a scrapper it'd be Claws/Regen in account of my accelerated healing factor

Gall was getting his a$$ handed to him.

The clone army that attacked him did so without weapons at first, but after he lost his sword to a particularly zealous replica of himself, he was finding the fight distinctly one sided.

At least he still had his sai. He blocked an overhead smash from one clone, bracing his forearm with the length of one sai, before jabbing the rounded and blunted blade of the other into the clone's head. Grimacing as the head popped like an overripe melon, geysering him with noxious green fluid.

The other clones took offence. One retrieved his ninjato and deployed its vicious edge with the same skill as Gall himself. Another dragged a broken street sign behind it, straining with the effort as it raised it like some primitive bludgeon. The rest of the clones attacked the police detachment, pulling revolvers, night sticks and shotguns from the outmatched officers. Three raised their newly acquired firearms in unison, taking aim at the frankly swamped felon turned hero....

"Thwoom!"

The shot was thunderous. Gall couldn't help but look down, expecting to see his gut opening up wet and red from multiple gunshots. Nothing?

He looked up as another shot boomed out. Tracing the fire to its source.

Atop a rooftop a camouflaged figure stood aiming a Vanguard Redding rifle. He decapitated the third clone with a third shot then seemed to speak into his collar.

"Trace to R.A.P.I.E.R. I have engaged the clones. Requesting back up."

Hmmmm how about a glasgow kiss attack followed by a glasgow smile? Now THAT'S unsporting!

Kinsey stepped back, slightly buffeted by the curious bolt. He ran a suddenly cool hand over his head.

"Ok, that was cute. Think it's time we opened this can up."

He started walking towards the rock/pod whatever the hell the thing was, drawing his sword from its sheath on his back.

Kinsey dropped onto a building that clearly overlooked the crash site. He nodded at a few of the gathered "heroes" and pulled his face mask off as though seeking to get a clearer look.

"Name's Gall," he said to noone in particular. "And I've seen this movie and it didn't end well." He grinned sourly before turning his attention to the other buildings nearby, scanning them as best he could for signs of misbehaviour.

It had only been a few weeks since he'd taken to the streets of the Row. Kinsey grimaced before pulling on the custom biker jacket he'd "acquired" since his release from prison. He strapped his ninjato to his back, tightening the straps on his chest before pushing open his apartment window and climbing out. The impact in the distance was already drawing the best and worst of interests from the streets. He leapt easily onto the adjacent rooftop before running towards the commotion. There were bound to be people taking advantage of the distraction. After all he would have, in the past....There'd have to be someone watching the streets when everyone else was watching the unfolding atronomical drama.

He said SIMILAR not the SAME By that you could infer a mask with a 3 dimensional features.

How about giving the Non combat Veteran pets a little extra worth and allowing us to name them?

Kovacs fan then?

Yeah cause War Crow needs Inf

Hmmm don't remember that? What was it called?

Had a similar idea for a mechanic who finds one of his wrenches is actually an ancient weapon in disguise, sorta a low key "Thor" type guy

Play nice :P