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  1. DC20 Will save for moon-moth 1d20+10=21 woohoo DC23 toughness save 1d20+15=21 -1 for injury for a total of 20
  2. moon moth toughness saves! Energy blast #1 1d20+15=33 Energy blast #2 1d20+15=19 oof owwie
  3. So here goes nothing once more! Concept is for a brain in the jar type character (his jar doesn't come off, nor is is possible to open it to get at his delicious neural taffy so no worries there) Whom thanks to advanced stupidity managed to hook himself up to a nanite printing factory and build himself and it into a life model decoy esque body for him but can also use it as a foundation for various other forms via shapeshift limited to machines. Name comes from his first experiments with this that turned him into a combination satellite/butterfly amalgamation and became his favorite form. still working out the finer details but what i got so far is here for peering and prodding at. Mechamorpho Power Level: 12; Power Points Spent: 180/180 Abillities STR: 18 (+4) DEX: 10 (+0) CON: 18 (+4) INT: 20 (+5) WIS: 14 (+2) [b]CHA: +0[/b] (10) Combat Initiative: +0 [b]Attack Bonus: +6 [/b] Ranged: +6 Melee: +10 (Base attack: +6 Attack focus (melee) +4) Grapple: +14 (base attack: +6, +4 Attack focus melee, +4 Strength mod) Defense: +10 (base Defense: +6, Dodge focus: +4) Flat-footed: +3 Knockback: -2 Saves Tough: +4 (+4 Con) Fort: +10 (+4 Con +6 Base) Ref: +8 (+0 Dex, +8 Base) Will: +10 (+2 Wis, +8 Base) Skills Computers 8 (+13) Concentration 12 (+14) Craft (electronic) 5 (+10]) Craft (mechanical) 5 (+10]) Knowledge (physical sciences) 5 (+10) Knowledge (technology) 5 (+10) Notice 4 (+6) Sense Motive 4 (+6) Feats Attack Focus (melee) 4 Dodge Focus 4 Luck 2 Move-by Action Seize Initiative Powers Self-mechanization (Shapeshift 10) (Technology; Extra: Action (free); Flaw: Limited (Machines Only) 50pp Forms)[80pp] Example: Mechamorpho OR Self-Mechanization (Shapeshift 16) (Technology; Flaw: Limited (Machines Only) Action 2 (Full Round action) 80pp Forms) [80pp] Example: Mechamorpho Totals: Abilities 30 + Skills 12 (48 ranks) + Feats 12 + Powers 80 + Combat 24 + Saves 22 + Drawbacks 0 = 180
  4. Moon-moth eyes watched the battle unfold in their eerie unblinking nature, his vastly intelligent and utterly alien mind turning the situation over in his head. he was barely aware of the telepathic assault launched against him, it had blunted on his hardened will, shattering like glass thrown against stone. "Poor choice of opponent." he said calmly to the telepath that had picked him out as with a flick of his wrist he sent one of the assault craft parked in the hanger careening over towards his partner telepath that had attacked the swift terran. rather than wasting his energies on this one it would be more gainful to support velocipede so they could work unhindered at thinning the herd. "Moth is the Fluffiest Praetorian!" he bellowed, his boastful battlecry filled with unyielding willpower "you are as sand before me! Coarse! Rough! Everywhere!"
  5. Oki! first things first will save vs mental blast! 1d20+10=20 Right on the money I think Moth will use his Move object 18 to throw one of the small craft in the hanger towards the telepath and any backup dancers close enough that pinged Velocity and manuver away from the main group to avoid being exquisite AOE bait Assuming the craft is big enough to be an AOE but if you need an attack roll i can make one! Moth is in a weird PL10.5/11 place so ill leave the DC to your discretion
  6. "Portal calculations complete." moth announced, holding the spinning construct of twisted space between his hands. "Myothizar is familiar with most modern standardized ship layouts, starboard hanger is optimal point for both blunting the offense and penetrating the defenses of this vessel, though it is also the best place for the enemy to bring their numbers to bear against a boarding action most effectively." he reasoned Nodding to travelers request "Lanternians is slow and clumsy fliers, moth will be more effective in the belly of the beast." with that he looses his spell causing space to fold back like a kaleidoscopic iris, layers of time and distance fishtailing and folding along vectors of relativity and waves of gravity. "let us be swift as the stellar winds of lantern and sweep them away."
  7. "ah beans, this is not good." moon-moth stated matter of factly as he scratched the top of his head, unmoving, unblinking eyes moving as he tilted his head left and right like an owl. "Moth shall begin portal network establishment immediately, please relay co-ordinates to moth and explanations to Passangers." he spoke both to the Terran heroes and his fellow Praetorians. "Maths is astronomical so has a variable of movement and the wormhomes distortion, Time and relative dimensions in space, carry the three, honour the holy ordos...." he mumbled to himself as he pressed his hands together, antenna moving in precise motions in sync with his hands. Maths is hard
  8. Moon-Moth sympathized in a way, mating rituals were difficult times the universe over, but it was no reason to go inflicting your hormones on everyone around you. He remained quiet during the back and forth banter between the various groups and independents present, it was unwise for a being so...unskilled at galstandard to communicate in this tense situation. "If needs musts myothizar can scry for his locations, but given his ranges of movement it would be bests to avoid casting such a wide ranging spells, lest ripples in the aether draw unbidden attentions from things best left ignorant."
  9. This was gonna be one of those cycles it seemed. "Perhaps when we find where the cosmos is hiding it's matchsticks and it stops trying to burn itself down." Moth mumbled in response to travellers offer His observation of the man who would be Khan lead him to believe he was earnest about his intentions at least. Perhaps it was his harsh youth, thankfully romanticism and heroism were the better outcomes of hard life's, more so than cruelty and despair anyway. Ths was not gonna be Juffo-wup.
  10. "To struggle is to live, peace and repose are of the grave." Moon-Moth mumbled without pretense "that our troubles were less...enormous and had less wide reaching consequences would be pleasant however indeed." He admitted as he stroked his antenna back into a more formal arrangement. The coalition council was always a stressful thing for myothizar, with its noise and fury, it's diversity made it strong but also cacophonous and discordantly loud with it's frictions between member worlds "After this, I think I will return to my meditations for a few weeks."
  11. Moon-Moth Praetorians: A paradigm shift Written in the Stars
  12. "pleasurable meetings of your acquaintance" moon-moth stated, his mind ablaze with scenarios that would bring the blood heir to the khanate to CoVic Station so suddenly following his sire's passing, if indeed he was gone, deaths grip was not so absolute on mortals as it had been during the time of the ancient empires. he seemed to be in good health and held enough favor and authority to secure himself the use of a ship, proving he was no disowned or abandoned son of the khan, minimally armed and crewed though it might be a cruiser of this magnitude was not something one could hope to purchase nor sustain without significant backing, perhaps there was a succession crisis or a Coup 'd'état, it was unlikely the khan would limit himself to a single heir given his expectations of them as warlord after all, a few would inevitably fall. Gathering the Coalitions recognition and assistance would go a long way to legitimizing himself as ruler and smooth over relationships with their galactic neighbors as a newer friendlier ruler took the reigns, at least until the situation stabilized. "Myothizars thoughts are yours during this hard times of your house."
  13. Moon-Moth was not particularly well educated on technological marvels of the universe, the phenomena of energy and matter he was more so familiar with, the metal beast before him ran on shallow breaths and starvation, it was not capable of waging battle for its own survival least of all vainglorious conquest. "Why now?" Moth muttered, his coherence in galstandard bolstered by the brevity of his statement "what has changed?"
  14. "an brilliant idea new friend, Rex of the first" moon-moth spoke up, resting a comforting if slightly inhuman hand upon his shoulders. "If this is agreeing able to yourselves and the other party goers presenting here, I second this motion with my inertia."
  15. Moon-moth held his peace as he stood at the rear of the procession, his lack of elegance with the spoken word made him unsuitable for delicate diplomatic tasks beyond advising those who could divine the meanings in his words, he never the less gestured the universal greeting in his native none verbal language, adding on the desire for a fruitful relationship to form, his long slender fingers curling and flexing in a series of hand signs to convey his thoughts. antenna flicking and twitching to accent them with more formal tones. Welcome to our home, we wish you a comfortable stay and hope that these endeavors lead us all to a more fruitful and peaceful future Long hours of encoding the Lanternian language into modern universal translator devices would now hopefully pay off
  16. Moon-Moth Praetorians: A Paradigm Shift (2)
  17. Myothizar had only recently roused from his cycles long period of secluded meditation, the turmoil that raged within his mind had calmed enough for him to return to service, the universe however remained as turbulent as a stormy sea, matter and energy thrumming discordantly around him Gently placing the long digits of his slender hand against his forehead to shield his unblinking eyes from the artificial lights. "We mustn't be allowing our past to determine our futures." Myothizar commented tiredly as he strokes his frazzled antenna back into their usual neat state. "We must be as ready to making peace as we is to waging war."
  18. Why does everyone think i mess with light? "No can do sorry, its mirrors and reflections i utilize...now if you wanted 5 of them, I could do that...ill get him covered up though." he responded, as with a tilt of his head he pulled together the dimensional energies from the reflective surfaces around him, from the sheen of the drinks, the jewellery of the guests, even the eyes of his allies, harmlessly of course. pooling the infinite energies endlessly repeated amongst the fractalized reality of the highly morphic mirror realm into an all but invisable humanoid form, his looking glass knight, sending it flying over with a table cloth from one of the overturned tables to cover the bifurcated android.
  19. For Jonathan this scene was all to familiar, panic swelled within his chest, limbs locking in primordial instinct to fight as his eyes shot between every reflective surface in the room. The acrid scent of burning, the screams of fear and desperation and the horrific sound of high intensity energy blasts searing flesh rang phantasmal in his senses. but his heart was hardened by similar trauma and though he had yet to make peace with it all he managed to seize back control of his body, white knuckled hands grasping his communicator. "Get eyes on our assassin or Prioritize the crowd there was a lot of shrapnel, if someone caught some we don't want them trampled to death in the panic. There's not really much I can do for Cardenas now." With that he took a short fortifying breath and got ready to spring into action
  20. Taking 10 on both notice and sense motive for 20
  21. His Latex prosthetics had finally dried and set, a quick change of clothes later and he was on the showroom floor, wearing the rent-a-tux he'd picked up the day before, walking amongst the chatting attendees and hating every second of it, just being here made him feel slimy and gross. ah well, he'd handle it, he was a professional. he stalked the halls, taking note of the reflective surfaces on offers for if things were to become any more sour than he already felt they were.
  22. sorry if im being awkward with that last post but he's not giving up his ID for a billionaire he don't trust, if its a roadblock for the plot please consider it mirror knight exiting the thread rather than throwing things outta whack for everyone.
  23. "I'm afraid I can't do plainclothes, my identity is a secret by necessity, though i will endeavor to be around the area outside during the conference, hopefully if something goes wrong i won't be too far out to help out, feel free to contact me on this frequency." he stated, in no uncertain terms "I apologize for the inconvenience but it is vital to my and people I care abouts' wellbeing that I not tip my hand in that regard at all." and on that point he refused to budge, not a millimeter. Perhaps it was better this way, he never knew when the strange entity that haunted him would strike, only that it would be sudden, violent and seemingly vindictively driven to cause him the most trouble possible. true to his word he had made sure to be reasonably within range of the area around the conference, his helmets communicator open to the frequency he had specified in the meeting watching over the area like a glittering silver gargoyle perched on a roof top, a small bag of water bottles and snacks secured in his perch hopefully he wouldn't be needed.
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