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kerianvalentine wrote:A Grue
"*drooling in the dark*"
Attributes: STR 20, DEX 20, CON 20, INT 2, WIS 18, CHA 10
Climb 12+5 = 17
Intimidate 12+0 = 12
Notice 12+4 = 16
Stealth 12+5 = 17
Survival 12+4 = 16
Favored Environment [Darkness] 10, Fearsome Presence 5, Improved Grab, Improved Grapple, Power Attack
Immunity 60 [Lethal Physical, Nonlethal Physical, Lethal Energy, Power Loss: Sunlight]
Strike 5 [Mighty]
Growth 1 [Innate]
Insubstantial 1 [Permanent]
Super-Senses [Acute Radius Blindsight]
Common Vulnerability [Light, Intense +5]
Common Weakness [Light, Intense, +5]
Initiative/Defense: +9/10 (15/20 with Favored Environment)
Saves: FORT +5, REF +5, WILL +4, TOUGH +5
Attack/Damage: +5 (10 with Favored Environs)/+10 (+11 vs.
Character: You have been eaten by A Grue. No, seriously. What you see above is my personal stat-block for a garden-variety Grue. It's scary, but only in the darkness, and so A Grue will go to great lengths to hide in said darkness and wait for one of its favored enemies (a hapless adventurer or enchanter) to come along so it can snack. It will above all else run away from light.
Tactics: Hide. Kill. Hunt. Destroy. These are the Grue's primary traits, and believe you me, they're good ones. It takes advantage of Hide by slipping into the shadows and gaining that big bad +10 with Favored Environment...not to mention total immunity to everything but nonlethal energy damage. However, a single burst of light can prove totally fatal to a Grue, so at the earliest opportunity, it'll run away. Without its precious darkness, A Grue is nothing. Keep that in mind.
3/01/07: Big changes for our li'l A Grue.
"Sky King, this is mission control. You've flipped on the red alert, Ace - what's up?"
Ace McRex expertly maneuvered his F-14 around a pair of skyscrapers as he followed the black and white throng below.
"I dunno...some sort of...penguin march," the Tyrannosaurus growled over his headset.
"Well, you'd better take care of it. We'll send reinforcements as soon as possible - Tara and Dree will be there asap."
"Understood, mission control. Sky King out."
Ace steered closer to the impending disaster. Below, hundreds of penguins marched side by side, crude clubs in flipper. The citizens of Raptropolis retreated before the fearsome foes...
...and at the forefront of it all, Ace could see why. An imposing caped penguin wielding a massive rifle...Ted the Terrible.
"Sky King to Mission Control. Ted the Terrible's launched an attack on Raptropolis, over."
"Engage, Sky King."
Ace flipped off the communicator and wrapped his tiny claws around the joystick. It was time to live up to his name...
Ace swooped down towards the group of penguins, aiming carefully. A mistake here could cost him. Suddenly, on instinct, he jerked the control stick to the side, his tiny arms flailing. A microsecond later a beam of energy streaked past him. The dinosaur clenched his teeth. "So they're packing heat." He muttered, sending it into a spin as a hail of rocks and the occasional gunshot hurtled towards him. "Well, so am I." Ace eased the plane downward, spraying gunfire across the armies of black and white. Red blood splattered about the city streets, the penguins raising a horrible cry.
The penguin with the massive cannon pulled a switch, and Ace swooped to the side...but not fast enough. The energy scraped across the top of his wing, leaving a black, sizzling trail. "And I just had that painted!" The Tyrannosaur moaned, pushing his jet to turn as more rocks and bullets whizzed past him. He grabbed the controls and yanked backwards, the plane hurtling upwards. The engines stalled, and the jet spun, sliding downwards nose-first. The dinosaur grinned and pulled the trigger even as his other claw tugged hard on the thrust. The engines burned to life as his machine gun swept through the armies.
Ace jerked the jet upwards, sweeping through the group of penguins towards the leader. The lead penguin was too fast for him, dodging to the side and firing a blast of energy at his precious jet. The engine alert went off, and Ace scrambled to trigger the auto-extinguishers. More rocks battered the hull, and Ace fired off a missile into the group. Air-to-air his tail.
Ace barely managed to hit the auxillary afterburner as the energy bolt streaked by him. "He's a good shot," Ace mumbled, "But is he as good at running?" Rocks and gunfire scraped across the jet, and Ace responded with a despondant burst of machine-gun fire. "Where did penguins get handguns?" Ace wondered aloud as he sent his jet into another upwards spiral.
"Not good!" Ace shouted, firing the afterburner again. The engines stalled, and the plane angled downwards, sliding downwards into a spin. The energy cannon blasted across the back of the plane, melting the tip of the wing. A pair of gunshots drove through Ace's cockpit. "Oh man oh man oh man oh man," he muttered as he scrambled for the cover. He slammed a pair of emergency covers over the bullet holes. "They'll hold for now..." Ace drove downwards, firing another missile and swooping upwards as it collided with the ground. Penguin corpses hurtled past him as he raced the explosion, whooping with primal excitement.
"Sky King to mission control, do you read me?"
"We read you, Sky King. What's the deal?"
Another burst of energy burned away a piece of the plane. "Cancel that back-up, Mission Control...I've got it in-claw."
"Understood. Good luck, McRex."
"Who needs luck when you've got skills?"
Ace tapped off his comm whirled the plane around a building, driving through the hail of gunfire and responding with his own. Blood splattered along his cockpit.
"Great. Not only do I need to paint it, but I need to clean it again."
Another bolt of energy sizzled over his head, just barely missing the glass. The penguin blood burned away under the heat, and Ace had to duck his head close to the controls to melting his own head. "Great," He mumbled, spiraling around again and delivering another missile into the final squad of penguins. "Just him and me, huh? I can take that guy."
The energy blast stabbed through Ace's wing, and the dinosaur let out a string of curses as he scrambled with the plane, struggling, straining his tiny arms against the controls. "UpupupupupupupupupupupupUP!" he screamed, jerking the plane upwards and into a loop. The spin stopped abruptly. "Awwwwwright!" he shouted, firing a machine-gun burst into the penguin with the cannon. An energy field shimmered into being, bouncing the shots sideways. "Aw, COME ON! HE HAS A SHIELD, TOO?"
"Come on!" Ace struggled to keep his plane righted. He let go of the controls for a brief moment, and the red light lanced against the underside of his plane. "Sorry, baby..." Ace patted the control panel with one claw as he pushed against the control stick. "I'll fix you up good when this is all over, I promise." Ace blasted a missile at the penguin gunner. "Come on, come on...YEEEEEEEEEES!" The dino-flyer gave a mighty tug, blasting the afterburners and racing the new explosion to its zenith as the penguin's shield shattered.
Ace stalled his engine for the third time, spiraling downwards and delivering a hail of gunfire towards the penguin. He whooped again and blasted the afterburner, slingshotting around another building.
"This one's for all the money," he muttered, firing another burst...
Ace's massive jaw dropped, teeth glinting in the sun. "OH, COME ON!" he shouted. "WHAT THE..."
The penguin's shield was up again. As Ace blew past, he could've sworn the penguin was smirking.
"Come on, come on...don't fail me now, baby..." Another energy blast streaked through his second wing. He was struggling to keep the plane in the -air-...but Ace jerked his plane backwards and fired a missile at the penguin. As Ace streaked past the smoky crater, he couldn't see what had happened...but there was no penguin, and no cannon.
"Sky King to mission control."
"Mission control here."
"Mission accomplished, M.C."
"Nice work, Sky King. Come on home - you've earned a rest."
"That's why they call me Sky King, M.C." Ace grinned, his giant, sharp teeth reflecting in the cockpit dome. "That's why they call me Sky King."
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