Fatebreaker

As Sandman looked at the Masiakosaurus standing in front of him, he felt conflicted. On the one hand, he was now the owner of a living, breathing dinosaur. But on the other hand, he had come expecting to receive a fearsome predator like the allosaurus at the other end of the hall, but instead had received a small fish eating dinosaur who was probably more dangerous to trout than it was to him. It was as if he had answered an add about a free rifle and received a nerf gun. He decided he would have to remedy this situation. He was going to go right up to that pompus snot and... There in the corner of the room, wheeling in a little circle, was the coolest person he had ever seen. Wearing a shining Darth Vader helmet and a beautiful kilt, was a man playing bagpipes that belched flame as he rode around on a unicycle. Sandman decided then and there he was the coolest person alive. He skipped over, dancing a little jig to the star wars theme the man was playing. "Hiya! I'm Sandman, what's your name? Do you know other songs? Know any Lord of the Rings? I love Lord of the Rings, but I love star wars too, Yoda's my favorite, but Darth Vader's cool too. Do you have a dinosaur? I just got one, but it's not a very good one, but it is a dinosaur, which means it's still awesome, just not as awesome as I'd hoped. Is riding that thing hard? how do you keep from falling over? Is it like doing a perpetual wheelie? How do you get you bagpipes to shoot fire? Is it your super power? It's soooooooo awesome! I wish I could do all those things." the torrent ceased as Sandman took a breath. He was about to resume, when a thought struck him, "Can you even hear me in there?"

Darth Unicyclist, from the Clan of Flame-pipes. Prepare to be Bothered. By Dancing Sandman.

Yeah, precog scenes are always tricky. So as not to interrupt the flow, should Sandman continue to bug Lightwards(with his own prehistoric expertise), or should he meet Funtimes? Or do something else?

As Maximilian stepped into the floating museum he stepped out of the regular, mundane world and into a prehistoric jungle. He pulled off his hood, releasing his wild curly hair and laughed in ecstasy There were massive ginko trees and other forms of prehistoric botany filling the museum, plants from a world he had only dreamed of. And there were dinosaurs. Real, live, dinosaurs! His face broke into a grin so large it nearly bisected his face. He drunk in the sight of creature that hadn't walked the earth for ages, and decided then and there he had chosen the right side. Finally he turned to take in the humanoid aspect of the environment. A bunch of people were already in the museum. He listened for information, names or possible abilities. He found the famous Lightwards, who was much less impressive than he had pictured. Instead of a burly tarzan-type, he looked like a math teacher had gone through the apocalypse. Ugh, math. Sandman hated math. He could never understand it and the only one who could help him was Mo... Sandman's mind and face went blank for a second. It was unnoticeable unless you were looking for it. His eyes were unseeing and he stopped breathing. Then just as suddenly as it had occurred, he has acting as if nothing had happened. His gaze moved to the other epics There was a man and a woman who radiated an air of arrogance and disgust. Their faces made Max want to kick 'em. There was a guy wearing a blindfold. Maybe he had laser-vision like Cyclops! There was a man dressed like one of the Doctors. Ugh, Whovians. You couldn't escape 'em, even in a floating museum filled with dinosaurs and people with super powers. His friend in his old life had make him watch episode after episode of that show. Max had preferred Avatar the Last Airbender personally. More action. He moved on. There was a hippy, a goth lady, a guy with a huge gun, and Sparkle-lady. Everything about her glittered or glowed. Her clothing could have qualified her as a bio-luminescent organism. She seemed friendly though. No one had greeted them yet, so he decided to make his presence known. He checked with his grandfather, who nodded his assent then raised three fingers. He wanted Max to use the third question. This would be interesting... "Excuse me! So who exactly is in charge here?" He looked from Epic to epic, making sure not to dwell on any one of them longer than the rest. This was a good way to get a sense of the pecking order, if you watched their eyes. As an after thought he added, "And when do I get my dinosaur?"

Sandman would rejoice. Yay! No chores!

Dodgeball and Growthspurt cheered along with the others. Here was a cause they could get behind. Once the speech was over, they made their way to the front. They found the Epic who had been speaking in conversation with other minor Epics and Dodgeball tapped him on the shoulder. "We're in. We're ready to finally stand up for ourselves and become a part of something greater, like you said. Epic alliance all the way dude!" He grinned and raised his hand for a high-five. Growthspurt sighed and shook his head. This was a poor first impression. If only they could do it over, try and sound more mature. Teenage Epics were often underestimated and devalued, so first impressions were key. They'd probably get stuck with a lame job, like janitor work or guard duty. He wanted to just ignore Dodge and make his own introduction. But he also Dodge wasn't going to put his hand down until he got a high-five. And he also knew what would happen when he tried to give Dodge a high-five. He tried anyway, and gave a small groan of exasperation when Dodge inevitably pulled his hand away, yelling, "Too slow!" Growthspurt turned back to the Epic, "Sorry about that, he's really hyper. But that's that's what you get when you've got perpetual energy. I'm Growth spurt and he's Dodgeball," Dodge took and exaggerated bow "and we're extremely useful epics. I can make things longer or shorter and he can dodge anything. Need a ladder to reach the top of a four story building? No problem, just get me a step stool. Need to get someone past enemy gunmen to open a door? Dodge is your go-to guy. So what's the plan? We gonna kill some Epics? Establish Territory? What?" Suddenly Dodge had an Idea. He turned to Refill, "Oh! I remembered that there's an Epic who's set up shop in the zoo who sells crazy animals that obey you! We could check that out! Or we could go on a raid mess some stuff up! Or we could go steal all the cocoa puffs at Walmart!" Growth groaned. Dodge had no sense of propriety...

Sandman Fade

I can make a quick one. Where are Zip and Refill now?

"Lightwards is giving away free dinosaurs." Sandman grinned from ear to ear. Now he was talking. He even ignored the condescending smile the man gave him. he looked up at the floating building with anticipation. He had noticed it of course, but he hadn't had any way of knowing that it belonged to Lightwards. He couldn't wait to get up there. His grandfather however seemed less than thrilled. "Only two days?" His tone was neutral, but Sandman knew what his grandfather meant. Sandman was not aware that Lightwards and his kingdom were so new. The man he had Met had made it seem like Lightwards was more more thoroughly established. Empires could rise and fall within a week when Epics were involved, and this empire was only two days old. Fade would never have agreed to check it out if he knew it was so new. He didn't take his eyes off the other Epics, but Sandman could feel his grandfather's gaze boring into the back of his head. He was going to have a hard time selling this one. He turned back to Fade. "Look," he said, "with a newer kingdom we have a good chance of gaining premium positions. You can help shape this empire into something you prefer. Plus you already gave your word. Let's just check it out, and if we find it unacceptable, we can leave. You know we're good at that." Fade's scowl only deepened, but he nodded grudgingly. Sandman turned back to the magician. "We are agreed. Take us to this Lightwards."

I got an epic or two for the MEE (the Minor Epic Empire. Cause it's all about MEE.) Dodgeball Can dodge/evade practically anything, even while driving. Passive: perpetually energized Description: A hyperactive teenager with a big smile and dark brown hair. Loves playing real-life Frogger. Catchphrase: Missed me! Favorite song: Can't Touch This by MC Hammer. Growthspurt Can make objects longer or shorter. Can turn a pool stick into something you could use for pole vaulting or turn a 50 foot ladder into a step stool. Objects he lengthens maintain structural integrity of their former sizes. If he turns a well made pocket knife into a three foot sword, it will still be strong, not become flimsy and weak. What do ya say voidius? Can the join Zip and Refill and show the world that do don't have to be able to shoot lasers from your face to be Epic?

I'll take it: Granted, but you can't wear any physical clothing. I wish I could photosynthesize as well as eat.

Here's my Halloween Epics Graverobber Deathrattle Masquerade

Granted, but you will only be able to catch magikarp that can't evolve. I wish that I was the worlds best driver.

Cannon Fodder - Epic (Also nicknamed stormtrooper) Primary Power: Can replicate himself up to fifty times. Secondary: Attraction field - Any projectiles and random shrapnel are twice as likely to hit his clones then they are anyone else. If he doesn't fit the bill, I don't know who does.

Before the girl could answer, a large group of people walked around the corner. Epics. No human would come investigate explosions in case they were next on the list of things to be demolished, as well that no human would wear costumes that ridiculous. Fade turned to face them, making sure to keep Max behind him and the girl in his lie of sight. Maximilian sighed, his grandfather was so paranoid. But it had kept him alive for years on the streets and had continued to do so after Calamity, so he didn't complain too often. An Epic in pink sunglasses whispered something in the ear of an Epic wearing what appeared to be a magician's outfit. The Epic nodded and addressed them "Tally-ho," he proclaimed. "Looking for Lightwards, are we? You're in luck. The Empire of Light exists all around you, and we were just heading to meet with the Emperor. You're welcome to accompany us." He tipped his top hat towards the old man. "And if you don't mind me saying, that's a very nice hat." Fades said nothing, but continued to fix him with a look that would wither a full grown oak tree. Max knew that look well, and his training told him what his grandfather would be thinking, "So this Epic just happened to know Lightwards did he. How convenient that he just happened to show up. It reeks of a trap. We're not going anywhere with these guys." Max tugged on his grandfather's sleeve. Relax Pops. Look at it this way. They didn't attack us on sight, which is always nice. Secondly, Look at that guy's hat. It's looks just like yours, which means he probably has a good head for haberdashery." He giggled at his pun, he was on a roll today. "Also, my Meeting revealed that Lightwards has started his Empire quite recently, so it makes sense that he has people out recruiting. And I mean c'mon, look at his eyebrows. They're magnificent. How can you not trust someone with those eyebrows? " He turned to the magician and waved "Hi there. I'm the Sandman, and this grumpus here is Fade. We have come from vast distances to ally ourselves with the mighty Lightwards. How fortunate we were met by someone who knows him. You can take us to him I hope?" Sandman smiled. His grandfather hated using codenames, but Sandman couldn't resist.

"And there is definitely no such thing as needless property damage." Oh joy. One of those Epics. Behind him Maximilian ineffectively tried to stifle his giggling. Fade cleared his throat and the boy quieted. "Are you a part of an empire or alliance? And if not, would you be interested in joining one?" Bringing recruits was a good way to get on an Epics "good side", if it could be called that. This one could prove useful.

Sounds good.

Yeah, the Empire is getting pretty big. But you're assuming that Fade and SM will stay. They will both find Nighthound extremely distasteful, for different back-story-ish reasons. As to how they'll meet up with Aldo and Co., a battle has been averted between Fade and , so they could run into them trying to find Lightwards or something along those lines. Also as Tulir mentioned there have been explosions and that's always an attention grabber.

As the building behind him crumbled, Fade shifted his gaze back to the Epic. She had a commendable level of self control, for an Epic. Still, she could go off at any moment. He looked at Maximilian before he could say anything to further antagonize her. Max felt his grandfather's stare and kept his mouth shut, though he resented being referred to as a little one. He knew he had acted rashly, but encountering Epics excited him. He needed to work on his personal discipline, but that was a matter for another time. Fade Returned his gaze to the Epic. "We are looking for en epic named Lightwards. Rumor has it he can raise dinosaurs from the dead and control them. He has also recently staked a claim on a portion of this city and we have come to see if he is interested in an alliance. What are you doing here? Besides causing needless property damage."

We'd spike him, but who'd want to keep him around? It'd be a misuse of baking.

I now can't stop picturing Funtimes without a rainbow colored beard...

Relax, it's just my virtual hand. My digihand, if you will.

His grandson walked towards him grumbling. "I was just talking to her. It's not like I did anything wrong." Black ignored him and looked at the female Epic. His anger burned within him and he debated whether to avoid a fight or start one. Maximilian could use some combat training, but it was rarely a good idea to start fights with random Epics. He decided to leave it up to her. "He mistook you for another Epic. Obviously you are not said Epic, so pardon the intrusion and I will forgive your tone." She had a chance to apologize and walk away. He doubted she would take it. Maximilian laughed at his grandfather's reply. That probably wasn't going to assuage the situation any.

hey, there nothing wrong with drumming on random objects. As a percussionist I encourage it as an expression of art.(at least that's my excuse to my roommates ) Hope you feel better soon. The more people included, the longer the time. However, the sleepers can only be awoken by someone else, not by the noise of the battle continuing around them. otherwise they could be asleep anywhere from 30 minutes to 3 hours or more. The deeper the sleep, the greater Sandman must concentrate. However they start to feel drowsy immediately.

If he touches someone it's instant, but long range can take up to 5 seconds uninterrupted. If someone teleports or hits him with an attack, his concentration is broken and he must start over.