<strong>OOC</strong><br/><br/>Hey, Eminence.  Sorry about taking so long to respond.  Again, my computer got wrecked.  I know that you gave me your roll, and I found it in my private messages.  For posterity, you rolled an 8 with a +12.   You obviously hit.  Now, you do a +8 Melee damage (although we can make it a +10 Damage because you ARE using a light pole, but in the future, please off-set your attack bonus by however much you go up in your damage).  The Tower's toughness save is thus: 15 (Base) + 10 (your damage) = 25.  He rolls an 18 + 12 = 30.  Your hit does no damage.  In return, he is going to attempt to hit you:  he rolls a 6 with a +6 modifier.  He misses.<br/><br/>See copy!<br/><br/><strong>Copy</strong><br/><br/>The concussive force of the lamplight striking across the Tower's cheek was felt three blocks around.  Everyone felt it.  Everyone but the Tower.  He shook his head, rubbed the back of his hand across his face, and then swiped his hand at the soaring Eminence.<br/><br/>"You think I give a damn what you think?" he said, a little sorely.  Let's be honest.  He was never very kind with his fans.   "Now stay still!"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>The Tower:</strong> Cartwright Paxon; <br/> <br/>Pertinent Information<br/><br/>Init: +2<br/>STR 10 (32), Dex 14, Con 18, Int 10, Wis 12, Cha 16;  20pp<br/>BAB +6 (-2 at full height vs. normal sized opponents); <br/>DEF +6 (+3 Flat-Footed); 24pp;<br/>Damage: +16 Unarmed<br/>Growth 16 (+32 Str, +16 Con, Colossal Size, -8 ATK, +16 Grapple, -16 Stealth Modifier, +8 Stealth, 64 ft. Tall, 250K lbs) 64pp<br/>Saves:  Toughness +12, Fort +8, Ref +6, Will +6; 13pp<br/></div></div><br/>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>R<br/><br/><strong>OOC:</strong><br/><br/>You can't see a street name, but you are aware of where you are.  It's Congressway and State, in the Financial District.  You are looking at the Robert Morris Center.  You are standing in the center of the cross-way.<br/><br/>There are buildings that are still standing, but they are wrecked.  They're not quite rubble, but they aren't inhabitable.  But even though you get the sense that they are a part of something important, they themselves are not important in your vision.<br/><br/>You don't seem to think that any of the people in your dream are important.<br/><br/><strong>Copy</strong><br/><br/>"You know better than anyone that you have no control over your visions.  They are neither ill omen or fortuitous warning.  You perceive the future.  The unalterable future," the voice said.   "You are powerless to change it.  But you are not bridled by your gift.  The Host will not stop you if you try.  But you can never succeed."<br/><br/>The world suddenly shook horribly.<br/><br/>"The knife is your Thesian cord.  Have you forgotten?  You are not quite asleep, you know.  You are a man who can see the inside of your eye lids."<br/><br/>Suddenly, the Witness could see himself, lying in a pool of chalk and mystical essences, upon his messy apartment.  Though he could not see precisely what was happening outside, for it was dulled by the spirit's projection, there was something very large looming hence.<br/><br/>"...  Are you still lost?"<br/><br/>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>><br/><br/>