Noble Armada, Mutants and Masterminds Style, Part 2
Continued from http://andrewgreenberg.livejournal.com/44128.html
With Inglemia returning to its normal level of insanity, we took our flying submarine, the Master of Humility (MOH), into the Plane Ethereal and raced to confront the traitorous air fleets. The acting doge called on the traitors to turn back. As they saw the riots quelled, one of the fleets read the writing on the wall (or a cloud), and turned back. The other, consisting of a dreadnought, two battleships, multiple cruisers, and a host of smaller ships, continued on its deadly course to the Vermillion Citadel.
We made contact with the one loyal fleet, to find it commanded by Admiral Blowhard the Useless (real name concealed to protect the guilty). Darcy's player spent a hero point to ensure that at least the fleet's first officer was competent. We monitored Blowhard's conversation with the traitorous commander, Admiral Murderous the Much-More Competent. As Admiral Murderous browbeat Admiral Blowhard into a quivering mass of walrus mustache, we contacted the competent first officer and urged him to steel Blowhard's resolve. Suddenly we saw a hand reach into the magical video of the admirals' conversation and smack Blowhard upside da head. Blowhard regained some of his composure, cut communications, and the two fleets closed for battle.
Seconds before they came into lightning gun range, the Master of Humility burst forth from the Plane Ethereal, right behind the traitorous fleet! In the surprise round, Lord Darcy used our anti-magic ray (which autocorrect changed to an “animatics” ray) to suppress the enemy dreadnought's rear shield. My Druid had taken the form of an octopus vulgaris to control most of our guns and fired a devastating lightning barrage at the dreadnought. The Narnian honey badger and our mindflayer teleported on board the dreadnought and began making their way to its bridge.
We succeeded in diverting the dreadnought and battleships from their planned attack on the loyal fleet. We diverted their attention onto us, and this is when we discovered that they truly were a more competent fleet. While the damage we inflicted prevented the dreadnought from responding effectively to our surprise attack, the battleships proved much better, and much worse for us. Their responding broadsides tore down MOH's shields and battered our forward guns. Another attack of that magnitude might turn the mighty MOH into a stooge.
Darcy sailed MOH right between the battleships, and my Druid turned into a fast-acting monkey. Right before the battleships unleashed their second attacks, my monkey maneuvered us back into the Plane Ethereal. Unused to this tactic, the battleships' guns tore into each other, leaving each damaged. Now safe from their guns, Darcy raced for MOH's teleporter while my Druid took command of the ship. I set our ship to magically repairing and maneuvered in front of the dreadnought for our return.
There, Sir Virgil the Narnian honey badger was leading a detachment of our PsiGhost marines through hordes of enemy troops. He finally broke through their lines and burst onto the bridge, only to find an enraged Admiral Murderous, clad in magical platemail and wielding a +2 Keen Greataxe of Murderous Slicing and Dicing. The duel commenced, with Virgil leaping around the bridge as Murderous flailed after him.
Our mindflayer, feeling a mite peckish, broke off from the main group to snack on an airman's brain. Fortuitously, that airman controlled the dreadnought's own forward anti-magic ray, which the mindflayer had him disable. He then took a stroll down to the engine room, where he "convinced" the crew to drop the ship's shields. Thus, when my Druid crossed the dreadnought's T and brought MOH back to the physical plane, the dreadnought's guns did little damage through our repaired shields, while mine tore up its rigging. Lord Darcy took advantage of the situation to teleport straight to the bridge. My Druid then took MOH back to the plane ethereal before it suffered more damage.
Virgil and Lord Darcy double teamed Admiral Murderous, the honey badger with his sword and Darcy with his walking stick. Together they drove Murderous to distraction, and Darcy parried a murderous cut from Murderous, using his reflection power to return the blow to the admiral. Darcy's player critted his roll, while Murderous rolled a two on his Toughness, resulting in Murderous cutting off his own head! Darcy then broadcast to the fleet that Admiral Murderous had taken his own life in remorse, and the battle ended.
Now to recover our missing demon ... maybe.
With Inglemia returning to its normal level of insanity, we took our flying submarine, the Master of Humility (MOH), into the Plane Ethereal and raced to confront the traitorous air fleets. The acting doge called on the traitors to turn back. As they saw the riots quelled, one of the fleets read the writing on the wall (or a cloud), and turned back. The other, consisting of a dreadnought, two battleships, multiple cruisers, and a host of smaller ships, continued on its deadly course to the Vermillion Citadel.
We made contact with the one loyal fleet, to find it commanded by Admiral Blowhard the Useless (real name concealed to protect the guilty). Darcy's player spent a hero point to ensure that at least the fleet's first officer was competent. We monitored Blowhard's conversation with the traitorous commander, Admiral Murderous the Much-More Competent. As Admiral Murderous browbeat Admiral Blowhard into a quivering mass of walrus mustache, we contacted the competent first officer and urged him to steel Blowhard's resolve. Suddenly we saw a hand reach into the magical video of the admirals' conversation and smack Blowhard upside da head. Blowhard regained some of his composure, cut communications, and the two fleets closed for battle.
Seconds before they came into lightning gun range, the Master of Humility burst forth from the Plane Ethereal, right behind the traitorous fleet! In the surprise round, Lord Darcy used our anti-magic ray (which autocorrect changed to an “animatics” ray) to suppress the enemy dreadnought's rear shield. My Druid had taken the form of an octopus vulgaris to control most of our guns and fired a devastating lightning barrage at the dreadnought. The Narnian honey badger and our mindflayer teleported on board the dreadnought and began making their way to its bridge.
We succeeded in diverting the dreadnought and battleships from their planned attack on the loyal fleet. We diverted their attention onto us, and this is when we discovered that they truly were a more competent fleet. While the damage we inflicted prevented the dreadnought from responding effectively to our surprise attack, the battleships proved much better, and much worse for us. Their responding broadsides tore down MOH's shields and battered our forward guns. Another attack of that magnitude might turn the mighty MOH into a stooge.
Darcy sailed MOH right between the battleships, and my Druid turned into a fast-acting monkey. Right before the battleships unleashed their second attacks, my monkey maneuvered us back into the Plane Ethereal. Unused to this tactic, the battleships' guns tore into each other, leaving each damaged. Now safe from their guns, Darcy raced for MOH's teleporter while my Druid took command of the ship. I set our ship to magically repairing and maneuvered in front of the dreadnought for our return.
There, Sir Virgil the Narnian honey badger was leading a detachment of our PsiGhost marines through hordes of enemy troops. He finally broke through their lines and burst onto the bridge, only to find an enraged Admiral Murderous, clad in magical platemail and wielding a +2 Keen Greataxe of Murderous Slicing and Dicing. The duel commenced, with Virgil leaping around the bridge as Murderous flailed after him.
Our mindflayer, feeling a mite peckish, broke off from the main group to snack on an airman's brain. Fortuitously, that airman controlled the dreadnought's own forward anti-magic ray, which the mindflayer had him disable. He then took a stroll down to the engine room, where he "convinced" the crew to drop the ship's shields. Thus, when my Druid crossed the dreadnought's T and brought MOH back to the physical plane, the dreadnought's guns did little damage through our repaired shields, while mine tore up its rigging. Lord Darcy took advantage of the situation to teleport straight to the bridge. My Druid then took MOH back to the plane ethereal before it suffered more damage.
Virgil and Lord Darcy double teamed Admiral Murderous, the honey badger with his sword and Darcy with his walking stick. Together they drove Murderous to distraction, and Darcy parried a murderous cut from Murderous, using his reflection power to return the blow to the admiral. Darcy's player critted his roll, while Murderous rolled a two on his Toughness, resulting in Murderous cutting off his own head! Darcy then broadcast to the fleet that Admiral Murderous had taken his own life in remorse, and the battle ended.
Now to recover our missing demon ... maybe.