CoH...Let the Ztory begin.

Posted the first, of what may well end up being 20 posts, for the story I have been working on for one of my CoH characters; Zepher-Storm. Hoping that people actually read the thing. Ah well. If not I'll try another eventually.

Seems a lot of people are posting their character lists. I've debated doing that, but I haven't gotten around to it...Until now.

Yal'hustra
Server:Champion
Energy/Electric Blaster
Level 37
My very first ever CoH character. I based her off the table-top RPG Champions character I played in collage, many, many moons ago. She translates well to CoH actually, except that to get all the powers she ended up having in the paper version, she would need to be around level 62, and have another power pool slot, plus the fire Epic I plan for her.

Sword of Asgard
Server:Champion
Broadsword/Regeneration Scrapper
Level 50
I named Sword, Ulric Grimmheld after my best friend's SCA name, after he passed from Pancreatic cancer in September of 04. WE had made a pact that the survivor of the two would "Drink some booze, Smoke a Seegar (Cigar), and do something different." To remember the other. I think Sword works as the something different. Knowing the man like I did, he's laughing his ass off somewhere at me. Here's to you, you old fart.

Zepher-Storm
Server:Champion
Storm Summoning/Electric Defender
level 50
I rolled Zepher cause I thought the Lightning storm power was way cool looking, and I want a toon with that one. Took a while to find the character of Zeph. She was claustrophobic, until I got so. damn. tired. of it, that I clumsily made her get over it. Currently working on a story for and about Zeph and her famliy. I am much beholden to the player of her In-game husband, Seventy-Six, for all the help with editing what I write, plus the contributions he has made in writing parts of it also. Thank you.

Major Rogers
Server:Champion
Kheldian Peacebringer
level 25
Former military, formerly all human, now merged with a female Kheldian. Not a huge amount of role playing with Rogers. I use him more for soloing than anything, since the only things he has faced so far, baring the AV Maestro, he has handled, if I saw the critter first. Not using the two alternate forms this toon has available. Maybe on another one, but this guy is staying in human form, with uber powers goodness.

StarrBoy
Server:Champion
Gravity/Force Field Controller
Level 31
Star was originally rolled based on Star Boy from the DC comics Legion of Super Heroes. I actually read the EULA one day, and realized that..Oh hell...Now I done it. So, out went the Bio story, out went the costume. A couple months later, one of the people in the Group he was in got pissy about him not having the comic background and costume, and told me to fix it or else...Thom quit the group, and joined the Alliance, by joining the Storm Knights (L23). I need to play him more.

Mastodon Rex (Villain)
Server:Champion
Super Strength/Invulnerability Brute
level 30
Mastodon Rex, as someone put it once. "Sharp as a spoon, but a nice thing to have between you and the fight." Rex is about as bright as a burned out candle, but he gets the job done. Lots of fun playing Rex, as I can be dumb as dirt, type with mis-spellings, and get away with it. He has a couple of suprises in him, if he gets to play with the group he's in. Solo plays really well, and I am always getting invites to Pick up groups, which I usually take unless I am planning on something.
Have had several people ask how he stays standing, against red-con bad guys, when the rest of the team is on the floor. "Rex Strong..Rex Break them!!" (and then use a lot of inspires to stay standing)

Psychadelic Balm
Server:Champion
Empathy/Mental blasts Defender
level 16
I basically made Balm to help the Phalanx get more healers. Balm is a hippy. He's more into bad jokes, puns, and having a good time than fighting. Still tweaking his personality, and trying to make him fit in. Definitely has one of the most colorful outfits I have seen in the game.

Tactician
Server:Champion
Martial Arts/Ninjitsu Stalker
level 22
Tact's my 'Sneeeeeky' toon. Go in, smoke the room, leave. That simple. He's got a partner now that makes him even more fun to play. Between the defenses he has, and the bonus from her armors. Love to duo him and Austere. Great dynamics, she keeps him healed and covered, he slaps the bad guys around til they fall.

The Twinkie Kid
Server:Freedom
Ice/Energy Blaster
level 17
My contribution to the Hostess heroes. Twinkie is a fun play. the jokes, innuendo, and down right silliness makes my sides hurt each time we group up. The most fun I'd had for a while until fairly recently. Been getting in the habit of giving another character an inspire when I hit the macro which reads.."Hands an individually wrapped twinkie." Great fun each week. Makes me look forward to Mondays.

I have more characters, but these are the ones I play the most.

Ramblings...

Several people have returned to the old Alliance last week, or started their own coalition. While I have been curious as hell about it, I find I really don't care as much about the what's, and why's, as I do that people are going where the fun is, and are not letting the actions of a few, make them not enjoy a game that is supposed to be fun.

Several people, a couple months ago, vilified some other players because actions were taken to make the game fun again for some who had been dealing with issues that they shouldn't have had to. Now maybe the same people who were doing the vilifying, understand just a bit of what the ones being bitched about were going through.

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Nearly done with something for the forums. I'm hoping to get a chatlog worded on this weekend, since it's gotten busy enough at work that I can't write any notes, or jotting down of ideas, like I used to.

Hoping I have fixed the problem here, so that people can post comments. I changed a setting, apparently, and now it seems no one can put anything here but me. While that makes it nice as far as spammer-bots, and such, it also keeps out those I'd like to hear from...curse my computer illiteracy..curse it I say.

MIxed feelings...

My birthday was last monday. Not necessarily a big deal, as it has happened on the 6th of March every year, for four decades now, so I am somewhat used to it. Was happy that no big suprise party, or shin-dig was done on the weekend preceding it, or this last one, as I was never big on parties for myself anyway. Several people, Sean, Kate, Ana, Stan, and Avocet's-player, to name the ones off hand I remember, wished me a happy B-day when we got the Munchies crew together.

At work on Tuesday, the 7th, I received no less than 3 b-day cakes from employees of the warehouse I am security for. Having been there for 8.5 years, they remembered and brought them in. That was a pleasant suprise, since the people just walked up, set their cake on the desk, said 'happy Birthday' and went back to work. (1 Chocolate, with Vanilla icing/1 Vanilla with Strawberry icing/1 Red Velvet with Vanilla icing).

Needless to say, there ended up being a small improvised party in the break room, during the lunch period, with cake as the main dessert. ( I was greedy about the Red Velvet one. That was not for public consumption). It was a good day.

So much for -this- idea

My sister, who is just as warp-humored as I am, sent me this. I just had to share: Enjoy.

Subject: Taser Testimonial (do you have one?)

Pocket Taser Stun Gun, a great gift for the wife. This was submitted by a
guy who purchased his lovely wife a "pocket Taser" for their anniversary.

Last weekend I saw something at Larry's Pistol & Pawn Shop that sparked
my interest. The occasion was our 22nd anniversary and I was looking for a
little something extra for my wife Toni. What I came across was a
100,000-volt, pocket/purse-sized taser. The effects of the taser were
supposed to be short lived, with no long-term adverse affect on your
assailant, allowing her adequate time to retreat to safety.... WAY TOO
COOL!


Long story short, I bought the device and brought it home. I loaded two
triple-a batteries in the darn thing and pushed the button. Nothing! I
was disappointed. I learned, however, that if I pushed the button AND
pressed it against a metal surface at the same time; I'd get the blue arch
of electricity darting back and forth between the prongs. Awesome!!!
Unfortunately, I have yet to explain to Toni what that burn spot is on the
face of her microwave.


Okay, so I was home alone with this new toy, thinking to myself that it
couldn't be all that bad with only two triple-a batteries,. right?!!!


There I sat in my recliner, my cat Gracie looking on intently (trusting
little soul) while I was reading the directions and thinking that I really
needed to try this thing out on a flesh & blood moving target. I must
admit I thought about zapping Gracie (for a fraction of a second) and
thought better of it. She is such a sweet cat. But, if I was going to
give this thing to my wife to protect herself against a mugger, I did want
some assurance that it would work as advertised. Am I wrong?


So, there I sat in a pair of shorts and a tank top with my reading glasses
perched delicately on the bridge of my nose, directions in one hand, taser
in another. The directions said that a one-second burst would shock and
disorient your assailant; a two-second burst was supposed to cause muscle
spasms and a major loss of bodily control; a three-second burst would
purportedly make your assailant flop on the ground like a fish out of
water. Any burst longer than three seconds would be wasting the batteries.


All the while I'm looking at this little device measuring about 5" long,
less than 3/4 inch in circumference; pretty cute really and loaded with two
itsy, bitsy triple-a batteries) thinking to myself, "no possible way!"


What happened next is almost beyond description, but I'll do my best.....


I'm sitting there alone, Gracie looking on with her head cocked to one side
as to say, "don't do it master," reasoning that a one-second burst from
such a tiny little ole thing couldn't hurt all that bad.. I decided to
give myself a one-second burst just for the heck of it. I touched the
prongs to my naked thigh, pushed the button, and HOLY MOTHER, WEAPONS OF
MASS DESTRUCTION@!@$$!%!@*!!!


I'm pretty sure Jessie Ventura ran in through the side door, picked me up
in the recliner, then body slammed us both on the carpet, over and over and
over again. I vaguely recall waking up on my side in the fetal position,
with tears in my eyes, body soaking wet, both nipples on fire, testicles
nowhere to be found, with my left arm tucked under my body in the oddest
position, and tingling in my legs. The cat was standing over me making
meowing sounds I had never heard before, licking my face, undoubtedly
thinking to herself, "do it again, do it again!"

Note: If you ever feel compelled to "mug" yourself with a taser, one note
of caution: there is no such thing as a one-second burst when you zap
yourself. You will not let go of that thing until it is dislodged from
your hand by a violent thrashing about on the floor. A three second burst
would be considered conservative.

SON-OF-A-.. that hurt like hell!!! A minute or so later (I can't be sure,
as time was a relative thing at that point), collected my wits (what little
I had left), sat up and surveyed the landscape. My bent reading glasses
were on the mantel of the fireplace. How did they up get there??? My
triceps, right thigh and both nipples were still twitching. My face felt
like it had been shot up with Novocain, and my bottom lip weighed 88 lbs.
I'm still looking for my testicles? I'm offering a significant reward for
their safe return.