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OOC: Notes: Tyler's Equipment

At any given time in Milliways, Tyler's backpack will contain the following.

Multi-use Arm-mounted grappling unit: This is always in Tyler's backpack and has about 250 yards of high-tensile defendium alloy thin cable inside of the spool and winch. It comes with 3 settings. The cable and winch are capable of being used to lift up cars.

Regular shoot, grapple and pull: 1-2 clicks, works like your usual point, shoot, click and pull.

Tazer (also known as Dance, Monkey, Dance!): 3 clicks to switch in and out of. Activates a breif charge in the cable line that electricutes the target when the probe comes into contact. use the shoot and grapple to send the charges.

Electro-magnet: both the unit itself and the aforementioned taser probe become powerful electro magnets. According to canon, able to hold onto a car and a helicopter at the same time. pressure-grip switch. you don't want to accidentally activate this sucker

1 Daffy Putty Egg and Controller: A nano-controlled high-tensile strength flexible putty that can be programmed into several settings. The ones Angie programmed are as follows.
1. Containment
2. tanglefoot
3. airbag (here, we know that Ecto and Ray Stantz are capable of programming pseudo-shoggoths from the stuff)
4. Annoy the bearded man
5. Putty fiends

Flashlight

Revenant Communicator - With this, in his native continuum, Tyler has a straight line to page his tutor to ask those really tough questions. If outside of Time and Space, it broadcasts to his future-self's comm line. Present!Tyler doesn't know this, Future!Tyler finds it amusing. In other people's continuum it can be dialed into whatever radio frequency works for the people he's working with.

Garion's Medallion: A Gift from Garion, Tyler can use this to travel to his world whenever the little guy wants. Like all of the other Sorceror-made Medallions of Garion's world it comes with a special ability. Tyler's is cloaking, the art of fooling the minds and eyes of other people into thinking he's not there. This ability activates when the little kid is scared. Really scared.

Training Saber: A gift from Ray Stantz, with a synthetic crystal (red glow here), sounds and looks like a real saber, does not cut through very much at all, but stings like a goddamn bastard when it hits and can deflect objects just as well as a real lightsaber.

Power Ranger Armor: A christmas gift from Dr. Tommy Oliver, this stuff ensures the tyke won't end up jelly-spread on the sidewalk. It can absorb most energy attacks along with physical punches. It has the handy ability of keeping Tyler's bodily functions suspended, IF it's activated properly with the keychain.
the special stuff is under here, updated Janurary 16th, 2011Collapse )
He's fifteen years later along the timeline for Tyler. This does not include time spent in other worlds.

He is currently going by Beauford Tannen in his current identity, and when in plainclothes he will only respond to this name in Bar.

He will always wear long sleeved clothes, even in summer. One does NOT work vigilante and not collect odd scars.

Beyond that he isn't saying anything about his gear.

"Don't tell anyone how your 'powers' work."

Christmas 2011

For Twilight Sparkle, Merry Christmas and happy winter holidays. A wrapped book Human Magic Practices For The Novice, by P. Leyfette and a little bundle of warm cinnamon-smelling incense.

Fluttershy gets an origami butterfly card and two pairs of lavender fuzzy legwarmers with little ribbons.

For Claudia Donovan, a copy of his plans for the basic grappling gauntlet.

For Kanaya, four yards of good deep jade green kimono fabric and two books, one a fashion guide of dresses from the 1800's, the other a 2007 recent edition of human fashions. With an origami butterfly card on top wishing happy holidays

For Nepeta, a set of colored pastels and several books of drawing paper, with an origami lion card wishing happy holidays

For Karkat, a little box diarama of a family of origami crabs.

For Enzo, there's an origami ghost and a few choice trade paperbacks from Tyler's world for his favorite comic books.

For Ultimate Ben Grimm there's a nice old stack of comicbooks from Tyler's world

For 616 Ben Grim, a few origami peace cranes and a jar of origami wishing stars.

For Atomic Robo, a burnt mp3 cd of all the cheesy scifi radio shows Tyler could find and download from Ray's world.

For Rachel...two origami birds, and a 100 gift certificate to Macy's, with a not saying she can order through the bar.

For Ellen, there's a box of 64 high-energy nutrient meal bars and water purification tablets.

For Adrian Shephard, there's a good sturdy jack knife with two blades, a fish scaler and a saw.

For Zaknaifen, there's a box of high quality godiva chocolate and a nice tooled leather belt.

For Lucas, lots of comic books, and some high energy meal bars and emu jerky.

Au Hogwarts- Getting a broom

It's a couple of weeks before Tyler finds himself with the time and the free passage to find the Professor of the flying classes. Between avoiding Charles, pranking same said bully and working extra hard for Potions... Well there's only so much time someone gets really.

Not that it's stopping the boy from knocking on the door of the Professor Kale's office.

"Professor...are you in?"
Christmas is fast approaching, at least in Milliways. It doesn't take much to notice how the backyard area is getting colder and occasinally getting a thin sheet of snow. And this year, Tyler's not sure if he's going to get another good holiday vacation with Uncle Ray...

So there's no time like the present to write up that wishlist to Santa Claus/Father Christmas/Saint Nick/What have you...

Dear Father Christmas.

I've been very good this year, even if my parents aren't exactly happy about me not having developed superpowers. I've been working really hard on all of my grades, even if the social studies teacher hates me. I don't know if I'm going to get to spend the holidays with Uncle Ray again this year, if you could work that out, i'd really appreciate it.

...If that doesn't work, could I please get a blue three-speed bike in my size, and some protective padding for riding on the bike? I already asked mom and dad but they're talking about rocket packs and flying skateboard thingies. Since it's technically my birthday coming up back in the home universe... I'd really just like a plain regular bicycle, so I can learn how to do more stuff for myself.

Thank you for reading this letter, I'll try to leave you some cinnamon snickerdoodles and hot cocoa Christmas eve.

Sincerely,

Tyler Marlocke

PS: Winston would like more Emu Jerky, and if you could get Toby something that'd help me think things out for himself that'd be AWESOME.

...how kids plan parties...

If they're dreamers, they want bouncy castles and pony rides and giant tigers.

If they're the children of superheroes, oddly enough they still want those things, but you can't find a good pony that resists nuclear radiation as Tyler's learned. So, in the interest of keeping things simple and within his budget, a party has come together in the backyard of the house of one Augustus Fenwick.

Inside, there's plenty of soda in the fridge, and bowls of chips, dips, crackers, pretzels and ofcourse candy and little paper favor bags. The coffee table between the couch and TV already has one large present wrapped in brown paper (decorated with green watercolor cats) and an absolutely HUGE box wrapped in a myriad of wrapping papers next to it.

Outside in the fenced backyard is a good sized stick, branch and log structure, waiting to be set on fire as soon as the sun really starts to set, and that isn't that far off as the afternoon sunlight reveals. There's a kid in a black trenchcoat that looks about eight sizes too big poking about said structure as Tyler holds open the door for the guests. And decorating the walls, counter top are little decorated brown-paper flags saying 'Happy Birthday Nepeta!" in green letters.

Oct. 4th, 2011

"You're getting to host the party?" The excitement in Cecil's voice was palpalble. "An extradimensional birthday party??"

"...dude, not like that trip with Malphast but yes." Tyler shook his head, it was almost regrettable telling his best friend now, but he couldn't NOT tell him.

"How come I don't get to have stuff like this?"

"....Cecil, come on, could you focus, there's still stuff to be done for the party and I need your help."

"...Fine, what is it?" Cecil flopped back into his bed, to look up at the ceiling of his new bedroom. "Mom wants me out of the house anyways."

"...think you could go around seeing if people want sticks and stuff picked up out of their yard?"

"...huh?"

"It's going to be a night time cook-out, and we're going to need firewood."

"But you could just buy some...right, I mean we've got that expense account."

"..Cecil, you could get paid extra money for cleaning up people's yards."

"Oh! Hey, that's right, but how come you're not doing that?"

"Toby." Tyler replied tiredly, thumbing through a comicbook. "He's getting kind of clingy."

"Oh, yeah. Hey you wanna watch Godzilla?"

"Sure. Oh! and see if you can find a bunch of big boxes, too."

"Big boxes, now why should I get those?"

"Refridgerator boxes would be great, but anything you could fit into would be good. You could probably fill the big box with smaller ones and just wrap it in lots of different papers."

"Don't see why I gotta to that too..." Cecil grumbled, giving Tyler a look.

"Well, that what Karkat said she'd like, and besides, I'm already bought her some stuffed toys and a big blanket." Tyler didn't even look up from the comic book. "You gotta bring the brithday girl a present, you're coming to her party right?"

"I'm INVITED?!"

"Ofcourse!"

"Oh that's AWESOME!" Cecil shot up from the bed on the limbs of his phantasmal winged coat and bounced a couple of times, clearly excited by this prospect.

"Boys! keep it down up there!" The call came from downstairs, from Cecil's mother.

"Yes mom!"

"Dude, press play already. I'll handle the food and drinks, you handle getting the firewood and the lawnchairs, okay?"

"Sure! Hey we've got this hammock in the garage..." Cecil went on talking as the opening music for the cartoon played through the little bedroom, and Tyler wondered if he was actually ever going to be able to pull this off without his friends help in keeping it a secret.

AU Hogwarts bio info

Role: Student, 1st year Gryffindor.
Familiar: Eagle Owl, Svati
Wand: Seven and a half inches, Cypress, Dragon's Heartstring, Sturdy, inherited from paternal grandfather (utter rubbish with it)
Specializations: Potions and Defense Against the Dark Arts, in the near future.

The history as we know it: Tyler is the son of two of Earth's mightiest heroes, and has all the superpowers of a piece of paper. He is however, one of the most keen sensible minds of his generation and time.

In this universe, he's the son of two of Aurors who work for the Ministry of Magic, and while his parents expect him to be as great a wizard as they are, his only claim to power has been the acceptance letter to Hogwarts. Tyler's just a little afraid of all of this, because he's SEEN what Ministry officials have brought home from work. Even with his paternal grandfather's wand in hand, he's entirely dubious about his own ability to do anything magical at all. As a reward for the acceptance letter however, he's gotten to pick a familiar, and for sheer usefulness, he asked for an owl, ...which his parents took a little far. He knows little about his parents codenames as being secret agent Aurors. his Mother is Sovereign and Father is Ultima

At school, he wants nothing more than to do well in his classes and hope that someday, his parents will back off on the subject of him swinging a wand. He does very well in his first year courses for History, Potions, Astronomy, and oddly enough, Defense Against the Dark Arts (if only because he's a wicked knack for objects accurately and ducking and has the theory down). Anything that involves waving a wand however, he will fail at.
Parents were off taking Toby out for dinner, and Cecil was covering the excuse for him. He had a spare of the knock-out capsules, body armor, and some opened cans of tuna out for his guest, just so she wouldn't attack food in the grocery store.

It was a late Saturday afternoon and just beginning to ease into the evening hours outside, the inside of the home was neatly furnished and well kept, not a mote of dust anywhere. And given that this was only a fascade house for coverstories that was some accomplishment of cleaning in itself for a living room that size.

Which is what the linen closet door opens up into.

Welcome to Earth.

Preparing for guests, cleaning house

"Why can't I come along for this?" Cecil asked Tyler for what was the third time in the last fifteen minutes as his friend had just sprung the news of a possible interdimensional party being thrown in the next few months. They'd just spent the last hour working out their coverstories for the event when Tyler had stopped and said he'd have to talk to someone about permissions for this.

"I didn't have to ask permission to rescue you from the Rock of Challenge*!"

"That's because, one you were traveling with Malphast who is on their okay list, two, you're haven't been their employee before. This is just a courtesy call so their monitors don't blow a gasket."

"You've been employed by them before??"

"Yes, during that whole thing with the Frozen North Horrors**."

"So wait, you got paid and everything, right, some cool gadgets..."

"Cecil....."

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It took a better part of the remaining afternoon to find the payphone he needed and to dial the passcode numbers on the card. There was the responding dialling and click from the other line before someone picked up.

-"Connectng.."-

"Blue Moon over Kansas, calling to report."

-"Identity confirmed, connecting to reporting officer."-

Tyler sighed as the on-hold music played, waiting at the payphone. He didn't mind much hold music, but listening to 'hello my ragtime gal' so many times while waiting for his contact to pick up was a pain in the butt.

-"Hello Moon Shadow, what have you got to report in person?"-

"You know I'd rather talk to you guys in person. Besides that, my paper reports keep getting 'lost'."

-"*sigh* I suppose that's someone in the US end again...I'm very sorry about that."-

"You're not the only one, I think I know who's causing it on my end, but legally getting them to stop is..." Tyler shook his head. "Anyhow, I thought I'd give you a heads up that I'll be bringing some people from Milliways over for visits."

-"You know, we're alright with Dr. Stantz, why would you...oh lord."-

"...uhm..yeah most of em are going to be non-human, but I think I can handle it if I never take more than two home..."

-"...there's nothing I can do to talk you out of this? The head of the ministry is starting to take a special interest in your case."-

"Nope, too many people've let me visit their worlds, and I really ought to pay it forward. And at least one birthday party."

He could hear the groan from Agent Korpan on the other side of the phone, and waited. The grownup probably had to drink his peptobismol again.

*Frozen Horrors, Frozen North, a Ray Stantz production
**PS238 #23