Amelia

Octoman

 

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"What would happen?," he repeated Ben's question, then slapped him on the chest with the back of his hand, "well, there's only one way to find out!"

 

"Now THAT's what I'm TALKIN' about! You're really learnin' how ta LIVE, Man."

 

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Mother Unit will be fine Ben

 

Ben pointed twin finger-guns at the computer. "Right. 'Mother Unit' it is. Doesn't exactly roll off the tongue, but hey, stuff doesn't always translate."

 

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“Why don’t you carry her out to Baby, she parked on the field just outside. I’ll join shortly, I better smooth things a little with Headmistress. She still scare me and I never even went here!”

 

"I mean, sure, if ya WANT to. But, y'know, like they always say, it's easier to ask for forgiveness than permission. We could just GO, and tell her about it LATER. Or just go and not tell her about it AT ALL. Just wanna make sure we explore all the options here." He scooped up the computer. "Alrighty, let's...get you home, I guess?"

 

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"Yo, Beni!," Davyd whispered, though his mouth was still busy chewing the apple.  He brought his hand out from under the table, which had morphed into a hand-face, with the thumb and index finger reshaped into a mouth and two tiny eyestalks coming off the top of the index finger.  "Baby's right outside.  Wanna go see before Daphne gets back?"

 

"NICE. Dude, you even gotta ASK? You had me at 'SPACESHIP'."

 

Octoman

 

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Tarva brought a dog with her, a big fellow that breathed out something that smelled like the nothing at the end of the universe but looked a little bit like coal dust, and was happy to nuzzle and lick Ben's face. "Aren't you a charmer!" she told Octo-Man warmly, "you know, it takes a very special kind of young man to have that kind of a relationship with a shadow hound."

 

Tarva had distracted Ben from everything else, and then her dogs had distracted him from Tarva, but Tarva reclaimed Ben's attention with just a few words. He stammered and blushed. "Oh, uh, I, um, uh, thanks! I, uh, just like dogs, and I guess they like me? I mean, these ones are super-freaky, but, like, so am I, so maybe, y'know..."

 

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"Hey, so, I am actually kind of freaking out right now. This is a lot of people, and I dunno if I can deal with that right now, so I am gonna... Like, I am gonna go be somewhere else. Can teleport, so I don't need a ride or anyone to freak out. Uh, thanks for having me, but this was definitely a mistake on my part." Stepping backwards, Mia suddenly disappeared in a flash of sparkling light as she headed for anywhere-but-there.

 

"Wha-Hey Mia WAI-Aw MAN." Ben looked up and reached out toward Mia but she was already gone before he could finish his sentence. "'Scuse me one sec." He held up a finger, then flexed to open up the flesh-pocket on his hip where his phone was stashed. He punched in a quick text message to Mia. Hey, you OK? I know it's a kinda heavy scene with all these A-list types, and Eira bein' EXTRA diva-mode. I can duck into an empty room if you wanna BAMF back here and grab me. But, like, if you wanna be alone right now, that's cool too.

 

Dirge

 

After a few moments, the Fryxian looked up at his companions, as if the sound of their voices had been delayed and was only then reaching his ears. The metal storm ceased. Loose objects fell and clattered across the floor. He slowly rose to his feet, his gaze floating from one side of the room to the other and back again, surveying the destruction and disorder. He turned to Archeville and cleared his throat. "For the moment, I lack the funds to compensate you for...this. But if my payment at the end of this venture is insufficient, then I will provide whatever labor you deem fair in recompense." His eyes widened when he glanced down and saw the wounds in Starlok's leg. He knelt down and retrieved a random utensil from the floor. "You have been injured by my hand, without just cause. Honor demands the same of me." He jammed the utensil into his own thigh meat, strangling his own scream with tightly-clenched teeth.

 

Santa Muerte

 

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“<Greetings, friend>,” Protectron said to Santa Muerte, in accentless Spanish.  “<Your outfit is what some may call ‘spooky,’ and such are typically associated with supervillains.  Are you a former villain, seeking to redeem yourself by serving the community as a superhero?>”

 

The woman in black and red raised an eyebrow at the robot, then chuckled, and responded in kind. "<I understand why you would think so. I deal in death, and the dead. That is a taboo in this culture, so those who take up its symbols inspire fear. And most of those who seek to inspire fear do, as you suggest, have ill intent. I confess I have only recently begun to view my actions in the context of the 'superheroes and supervillains' paradigm. I would certainly not consider myself 'a villain', though most villains would say the same. 'Superhero' is not a label I am entirely comfortable with adopting yet, but the associate who directed me to this meeting made a case for it that I cannot refute.>"

 

The robot's query triggered an uncomfortable amount of introspection, which Ximena wasn't about to share with the group.

I wasn't a hero, or a villain. I was a victim.

And then I was just a victim who was trying not to be a victim anymore.

There were plenty of times when I stood by and allowed "villainy" to take place. My interference would certainly have failed, and cost me my life and possibly my soul in the process. Back then, I lacked the knowledge and power necessary to oppose evil. Letting it exist then was the price I paid to be able to oppose it now. Nobody else could teach me what I needed to know. Sacrifices had to be made. I played the long game.

That's what I tell myself when I try to sleep.

 

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Salvo waved a hand around them, at the noodle shop they had all assembled under. "Looks to me like we have our place."

 

"You may want to choose a meeting place with fewer innocent bystanders sitting in the crossfire. As gracious as the Paks have been with their hospitality, and as delicious as their food is, gatherings like this are dangerous."

 

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"I don't know if we should try and make a team or anything, I don't know how everyone here feels about that, because honestly, most of us have just met, but I really think we gotta find a way to stay in touch. Call for help when needed, pool our resources. Anyone is in danger, they call for help. Anyone get a lead on anything, we share it. Could be something as simple as a chat group, I can set up something secure, or, I dunno, weekly meetings and sharing out phone numbers? I could probably build some communicators for all of us."

 

"I do not carry a mobile phone, or any other electronic devices, nor do I intend to. But if you require my aid, or if you have information you wish to provide me, then contacting me is a simple matter. There is a bookstore, Mictlan, on University Hill. You can leave a message for me there. And I am closely attuned to the movements of the psychopomps, so if they are hovering near you in anticipation of your death, I may know of your peril before you do. Regardless, I can meet you in whatever place you choose. The laws of space and time work differently in the Underworlds than they do here. For one who can walk those paths, physical distance in this world matters little."

 

4 hours ago, Heritage said:

I missed this announcement earlier, and I apologize if I misgendered you in chat as a result.

 

If you did, I didn't notice.

 

Octoman's Initiative: 20.

 

OK, so Santa Muerte used a power stunt to AP the following, more or less, off of her Magic array:

 

Alternate Power: [15 + 5 = 27PP]

Comprehend 3 (Languages 3 [Speak Any/All Simultaneously, Understand All]; Extras: Affects Others, Area, Linked [Illusion], Selective) [15PP]

Illusion 1 (Sense Types: Visual; Extras: Duration [Sustained], Linked [Comprehend], Selective; Flaws: Phantasm; Feats: Progression [Area] 2 [25ft radius]) [5PP]

 

No need for a high rank on the Illusion effect, since it's not trying to fool anyone, and the effect is easy to counter if someone wants to for some reason.

 

Nobody sees the scroll with everybody's words as text except for Waverider.

Everyone else sees glowing subtitles in the air whenever someone else signs or speaks a language they don't know.

 

Octoman

 

Ben gave an exaggerated shrug and cocked-head grin in response to the descriptions of his talents. "Hey, what can I say? I won't lie, I'm the best there is at what I do. And, like, information wants to be free, y'know?"

 

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"I am sure that Lady Farrington would know the story. I hear it is quite popular where you are from. Second star to the right and all that."

 

"Yeah, he's, like, ACTUALLY Peter Pan. You know, Peter Pan? C'mon, EVERYONE knows Peter Pan."

 

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"Indeed, biting is only allowed when there's enthusiastic consent."

 

Ben gave a wink, grin, and twin finger-guns to Janus. "NICE."

 

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"I am Swedish myself. Do not feel like an outsider. America can be a strange place even when you leave out the superheroes."

 

"Hell to the yeah. Me, I'm BROOKLYN, born and bred, but my family's from all OVER the place. Lessee..." He started counting on his fingers. "Mamá's black AND Latina, her family came up from Puerto Rico. Tatay's dad is Jewish, like, the German kind, one guess how HIS family got here, and his mom, mi abuela, she's from the Philippines. So, like, I don't fit in ANYWHERE. I mean, except Brooklyn. I'm kinda the poster-boy there."

 

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"Ben, Muirine will be starting here in the fall just giving the tour."

 

"Awesome. So Muirne, like, what's your deal? Basic super-strength/bulletproof-skin package? Can you fly? OOH, can you kill me with your MIND?"

 

Octoman

 

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"Once you get going, would it help if I stopped the wind around us as we went?"

 

"Actually, yeah, probably! Couldn't hurt. Thanks. Oh hey, JACKPOT!" Octoman exclaimed when he found the hamper full of dirty clothes and the shower. He grabbed an armful of clothes and inhaled deeply. "UGH. Trust me, this is not as fun as it looks."

 

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"I presume that silk was the primary commodity traded, but surely there were others, yes?  Perhaps items of a more... exotic nature?"

 

Octoman glanced up from the clothes just in time to see Artificer's educational exchange with Veronica. "Not to be confused with the ONLINE Silk Road that was named after it. That one DEFINITELY 'traded' in stuff other than silk, 'of a more exotic nature'. Drugs, guns, murder-for-hire, you name it. Last one's what finally got the hackers who ran it caught by the Feds. But, like, it's one of those things, on the Dark Web, it's still the Wild West, like, whazzat thing called, cut off one head, two grow back...griffon? Nah...manticore? Damn, I had this..."

 

Octoman

 

The doors to the Matthias Cooke wing burst open, and rap music started loudly playing.

 

"ONE SHOT
EVERYTHING RIDES ON
TONIGHT

EVEN IF I GOT
THREE STRIKES
I'MMA GO FOR IT

THIS MOMENT

WE OWN IT"

 

A few moments later, the source of the music was revealed, a brown-skinned boy of amiguous ethnicity with a mid-sized curly Afro hairstyle. He was one of the few Claremont students who could push a door open well ahead of his arrival to it, thanks to the almost dozen stretchy tentacles sprouting out of his body, most of which currently each held a small portable speaker, only a few inches long but surprisingly powerful, especially when one used half a dozen of them at once. The boy half-walked, half-danced down the sidewalk and across the grass of the quad in time with the music. He couldn't hear the music anymore except in his head, but the phone in his pocket and the smartwatch on his wrist vibrated loudly in time with the beat. He wore what had become his signature yellow and black hooded jacket over a white t-shirt dominated by the black silhouette of a gecko and a simple pair of baggy blue jeans. New students who hadn't been alerted to his shapeshifting powers wondered if he had any other clothes in his closet, but by now most knew better. The shirt and jacket both appeared to have holes cut in them to accommodate his many tentacles, one of many details he'd gradually added to this "default" shape for the sake of verisimilitude, though the way the holes moved to accommodate every movement of the tentacles was still too perfect for normal fabric. He wore a pair of sunglasses, but when he saw the red-haired girl, he lifted them up onto his forehead, and they melted into his skin and vanished. "Hello hello!" While the boy pointed twin finger-guns at Muirne, the several tentacles that weren't holding speakers all moved in unison to poke the "PAUSE" buttons, cutting off the music with an amazing display of coordination enabled by all the extra brain tissue running through the boy's body. He diverted his path slightly to intercept the group assembled around Muirne, bumping fists with Eira once he got within arms reach. Close observers could see that he rarely looked anyone in the eye, instead focusing on their mouths. "Sick shirt. Who's the fresh fish?"

 

Spirit of The Wise Owl:

 

Power Level: 10 (Built as PL8)

Tradeoffs: At PL8: +4 Attack / -4 Damage, +4 Defense / -4 Toughness

Power Points: 150/150

Unspent Points: 0

 

 

ABILITIES 36PP

Strength: 14 (+2), Heavy Load: 175 lbs.

Dexterity: 14 (+2)

Constitution: 18 (+4)

Intelligence: 16 (+3)

Wisdom: 16 (+3)

Charisma: 18 (+4)

 

 

COMBAT 18PP

Initiative: +2 (+2 Dex)

Attack: +4, +12/+4 Melee (+4 Base, +8 Enhanced Attack Focus), +8 Healing (+4 Base, +8 Enhanced Attack Focus, -4 Inaccurate)

Grapple: +14/+6 (+12/+4 Melee Attack, +2 Strength)

Defense: +12/+6 (+5 Base, +1 Dodge Focus, +6 Enhanced Dodge Focus), +3 Flat-Footed^{Uncanny Dodge}

Knockback Resistance: 2

 

 

SAVING THROWS 7PP

Toughness: +4 (+4 Con)

Fortitude: +4 (+4 Con, +0PP)

Reflex: +12/+6 (+2 Dex, +6 Enhanced, +4PP)^Evasion

Will: +12/+6 (+3 Wis, +6 Enhanced, +3PP)^{Ultimate Save}

 

 

SKILLS 48R = 12PP

Concentration 5 (+8)

Knowledge (Arcane) 12 (+15)

Knowledge (History) 2 (+5)

Knowledge (Life Sciences) 2 (+5)

Knowledge (Theology/Philosophy) 2 (+5)

Languages 2 (English [Native], Gaelic, Old Irish)

Notice 5 (+15/+8)

Search 5 (+15/+8)

Sense Motive 5 (+15/+8)

Stealth 3 (+8/+5)

Survival 5 (+8)

 

 

FEATS 5PP

Dodge Focus

Luck 2

Ritualist

Track

Enhanced:

Attack Focus (Melee) 8

Dodge Focus 6 (7 total)

Evasion

Move-By Action

Uncanny Dodge (Sense Types: Auditory)

 

 

POWERS 72PP

 

Comprehend 2 (Animals 2 [Speak To; Understand]) [4PP]

 

Enhanced Feats 18 (Attack Focus [Melee] 8, Dodge Focus 6, Evasion, Move-By Action, Ultimate Save [Will], Uncanny Dodge [Sense Types: Auditory]) [18PP]

 

Enhanced Reflex 6 [6PP]

 

Enhanced Skills 24 (Notice 7, Search 7, Sense Motive 7, Stealth 3) [6PP]

 

Enhanced Will 6 [6PP]

 

Flight 3 (50MPH, 500ft per Move Action; Feats: Subtle) [7PP]

 

Magic 7 (14PP Array; Feats: Alternate Power) [15PP]

 

Base Power: [14PP] (Additional Descriptors: Wisdom of The Owl)

Healing 8 (Extras: Action [Standard]; Flaws: Limited [Others]; Drawbacks: Inaccurate 2 [-4 Attack]) [14PP]

 

Alternate Power: [9PP] (Additional Descriptors: Talons of The Owl)

Damage 2 (Extras: Penetrating [4 ranks, Effective Damage: 8]; Feats: Improved Critical 2 [18-20], Mighty) [9PP]

 

Morph 1 (One Form: Animal Spirit; Feats: Metamorph 4) [5PP]

 

Super-Senses 5 (Accurate Normal Hearing; Danger Sense [Sense Types: Auditory]; Low-Light Vision; Ultra-Hearing) [5PP]

 

 

Abilities (36) + Combat (18) + Saving Throws (7) + Skills (12) + Feats (5) + Powers (72) = 150/150 Power Points

 

 

ATTACK      RANGE  SAVE                       EFFECT

Unarmed     Touch  DC17 Toughness (Staged)    Damage (Physical)

Owl Talons  Touch  DC19 Toughness (Staged)    Damage (Energy)

Healing     Touch  DC18 Fortitude (Harmless)  Healing

 

Spirit of The Raging Bear:

 

Power Level: 10 (Built as PL8)

Tradeoffs: At PL8: -3 Attack / +3 Damage, -3 Defense / +3 Toughness

Power Points: 150/150

Unspent Points: 0

 

 

ABILITIES 40PP

Strength: 32/14 (+11/+2), 52/14 Lifting (Heavy Load: 33,280 lbs. [16.64 tons] / 175 lbs.)

Dexterity: 14 (+2)

Constitution: 32/22 (+11/+6)

Intelligence: 16 (+3)

Wisdom: 16 (+3)

Charisma: 18 (+4)

 

 

COMBAT 18PP

Initiative: +2 (+2 Dex)

Attack: +5/+4 (+4 Base, +1 Enhanced Attack Focus)

Grapple: +20/+6 (+5/+4 Melee Attack, +11/+2 Strength, +4 Super-Strength)

Defense: +5, +3 Flat-Footed

Knockback Resistance: 9/2

 

 

SAVING THROWS 5PP

Toughness: +11/+6 (+11/+6 Con, Impervious 8 )

Fortitude: +11/+6 (+11/+6 Con, +0PP)

Reflex: +5 (+2 Dex, +3PP)

Will: +5 (+3 Wis, +2PP)

 

 

SKILLS 48R = 12PP

Concentration 5 (+8)

Intimidation 0 (+17/+4)^Startle

Knowledge (Arcane) 12 (+15)

Knowledge (History) 2 (+5)

Knowledge (Life Sciences) 2 (+5)

Knowledge (Theology/Philosophy) 2 (+5)

Languages 2 (English [Native], Gaelic, Old Irish)

Notice 5 (+15/+8)

Search 5 (+10/+8)

Sense Motive 5 (+10/+8)

Stealth 3 (+5)

Survival 5 (+8)

 

 

FEATS 4PP

Luck 2

Ritualist

Track

Enhanced:

Attack Focus (Melee)

Fearless

Fearsome Presence 8

Interpose

Startle

Takedown Attack 2

Ultimate Toughness

 

 

POWERS 71PP

 

Comprehend 2 (Animals 2 [Speak To; Understand]) [4PP]

 

Enhanced Constitution 10 [10PP]

 

Enhanced Feats 7 (Attack Focus [Melee], Fearless, Interpose, Startle, Takedown Attack 2, Ultimate Toughness) [7PP]

 

Enhanced Skills 24 (Intimidation 13, Notice 7, Search 2, Sense Motive 2) [6PP]

 

Magic 9 (18PP Array; Feats: Alternate Power) [19PP]

 

Base Power: [18PP]

Enhanced Strength 18 [18PP]

 

Alternate Power: [8PP]

Enhanced Feats 8 (Fearsome Presence 8 ) [8PP]

 

Impervious Toughness 8 [8PP]

 

Morph 1 (One Form: Animal Spirit; Feats: Metamorph 4) [5PP]

 

Speed 2 (25MPH, 250ft per Move Action) [2PP]

 

Super-Senses 2 (Acute Smell/Taste; Low-Light Vision) [2PP]

 

Super-Strength 4 (Heavy Load: 33,280 lbs. / 16.64 tons) [8PP]

 

 

Abilities (40) + Combat (18) + Saving Throws (5) + Skills (12) + Feats (4) + Powers (71) = 150/150 Power Points

 

 

ATTACK   RANGE  SAVE                        EFFECT

Unarmed  Touch  DC26/17 Toughness (Staged)  Damage (Physical)

 

Spirit of The Hungry Wolf:

 

Power Level: 10 (Built as PL8)

Tradeoffs: None

Power Points: 150/150

Unspent Points: 0

 

 

ABILITIES 40PP

Strength: 26/14 (+8/+2), Heavy Load: 920 lbs. / 175 lbs.

Dexterity: 18/14 (+4/+2)

Constitution: 26/22 (+8/+6)

Intelligence: 16 (+3)

Wisdom: 16 (+3)

Charisma: 18 (+4)

 

 

COMBAT 18PP

Initiative: +8/+2 (+4/+2 Dex, +4 Enhanced Improved Initiative)

Attack: +4, +8/+4 Melee (+4 Base, +4 Enhanced Attack Focus)

Grapple: +16/+6 (+8/+4 Melee Attack, +8/+2 Strength)

Defense: +8/+6 (+5 Base, +1 Dodge Focus, +2 Enhanced Dodge Focus), +3 Flat-Footed^{Uncanny Dodge}

Knockback Resistance: 4/2

 

 

SAVING THROWS 7PP

Toughness: +8/+4 (+8/+4 Con)

Fortitude: +8/+6 (+8/+6 Con, +0PP)

Reflex: +8/+6 (+4/+2 Dex, +4PP)^Evasion

Will: +8/+6 (+3 Wis, +2 Enhanced, +3PP)

 

 

SKILLS 48R = 12PP

Acrobatics 0 (+10/+2)

Concentration 5 (+8)

Intimidation 0 (+15/+4)^Startle

Knowledge (Arcane) 12 (+15)

Knowledge (History) 2 (+5)

Knowledge (Life Sciences) 2 (+5)

Knowledge (Theology/Philosophy) 2 (+5)

Languages 2 (English [Native], Gaelic, Old Irish)

Notice 5 (+15/+8)

Search 5 (+15/+8)

Sense Motive 5 (+10/+8)

Stealth 3 (+14/+5)

Survival 5 (+8)

 

 

FEATS 5PP

Dodge Focus

Luck 2

Ritualist

Track

Enhanced:

Attack Focus (Melee) 4

Critical Strike

Dodge Focus 2 (3 total)

Evasion

Fearless

Improved Critical (Unarmed) 2

Improved Initiative (+4)

Interpose

Startle

Takedown Attack 2

Uncanny Dodge 2 (Sense Types: Auditory, Olfactory)

 

 

POWERS 68PP

 

Comprehend 2 (Animals 2 [Speak To; Understand]) [4PP]

 

Enhanced Constitution 4 [4PP]

 

Enhanced Dexterity 4 [4PP]

 

Enhanced Feats 17 (Attack Focus [Melee] 4, Critical Strike, Dodge Focus 2, Evasion, Fearless, Improved Critical [Unarmed] 2, Improved Initiative, Startle, Takedown Attack 2, Uncanny Dodge 2 [Sense Types: Auditory, Olfactory]) [17PP]

 

Enhanced Skills 36 (Acrobatics 6, Intimidation 11, Notice 7, Search 7, Sense Motive 2, Stealth 3) [9PP]

 

Enhanced Strength 12 [12PP]

 

Enhanced Will 2 [2PP]

 

Leaping 1 (x2, Running Long Jump: 36ft long x 18ft high) [1PP]

 

Morph 1 (One Form: Animal Spirit; Feats: Metamorph 4) [5PP]

 

Penetrating Strength 2 (Effective Damage: 10) [2PP]

 

Speed 2 (25MPH, 250ft per Move Action) [2PP]

 

Super-Senses 6 (Acute Tracking Smell/Taste; Danger Sense 2 [Sense Types: Auditory, Olfactory]; Low-Light Vision; Ultra-Hearing) [6PP]

 

 

Abilities (40) + Combat (18) + Saving Throws (7) + Skills (12) + Feats (5) + Powers (68) = 150/150 Power Points

 

 

ATTACK   RANGE  SAVE                        EFFECT

Unarmed  Touch  DC23/17 Toughness (Staged)  Damage (Physical)

 

Spirit of The Cunning Fox:

 

Power Level: 10 (Built as PL8)

Tradeoffs: At PL8: +2 Attack / -2 Damage, +2 Defense / -2 Toughness

Power Points: 150/150

Unspent Points: 0

 

 

ABILITIES 40PP

Strength: 18/14 (+4/+2), Heavy Load: 300 lbs. / 175 lbs.

Dexterity: 22/14 (+6/+2)

Constitution: 22 (+6)

Intelligence: 16 (+3)

Wisdom: 16 (+3)

Charisma: 18 (+4)

 

 

COMBAT 18PP

Initiative: +18/+2 (+6/+2 Dex, +12 Enhanced Improved Initiative)

Attack: +4, +10/+4 Melee (+4 Base, +6 Enhanced Attack Focus)

Grapple: +14/+6 (+10/+4 Melee Attack, +4/+2 Strength)

Defense: +10/+6 (+5 Base, +1 Dodge Focus, +4 Enhanced Dodge Focus), +3 Flat-Footed^{Uncanny Dodge}

Knockback Resistance: 2

 

 

SAVING THROWS 7PP

Toughness: +6 (+6 Con)

Fortitude: +6 (+6 Con, +0PP)

Reflex: +10/+6 (+6/+2 Dex, +4PP)^{Evasion 2, Ultimate Save}

Will: +10/+6 (+3 Wis, +4 Enhanced, +3PP)

 

 

SKILLS 48R = 12PP

Acrobatics 0 (+15/+2)

Concentration 5 (+8)

Escape 0 (+15/+2)^{Ultimate Skill}

Knowledge (Arcane) 12 (+15)

Knowledge (History) 2 (+5)

Knowledge (Life Sciences) 2 (+5)

Knowledge (Theology/Philosophy) 2 (+5)

Languages 2 (English [Native], Gaelic, Old Irish)

Notice 5 (+15/+8)

Search 5 (+8)

Sense Motive 5 (+14/+8)

Stealth 3 (+19/+5)^{Hide In Plain Sight}

Survival 5 (+8)

 

 

FEATS 5PP

Dodge Focus

Luck 2

Ritualist

Track

Enhanced:

Attack Focus (Melee) 6

Dodge Focus 4 (5 total)

Evasion 2

Hide In Plain Sight

Improved Critical (Unarmed) 2

Improved Initiative 3 (+12)

Power Attack

Sneak Attack (+2 Damage)

Ultimate Save (Reflex)

Ultimate Skill (Escape)

Uncanny Dodge 2 (Sense Types: Auditory, Olfactory)

 

 

POWERS 68PP

 

Comprehend 2 (Animals 2 [Speak To; Understand]) [4PP]

 

Enhanced Dexterity 8 [8PP]

 

Enhanced Feats 24 (Attack Focus [Melee] 6, Dodge Focus 4, Evasion 2, Hide In Plain Sight, Improved Critical [Unarmed] 2, Improved Initiative 3, Power Attack, Sneak Attack, Ultimate Save [Reflex], Ultimate Skill [Escape], Uncanny Dodge 2 [Sense Types: Auditory, Olfactory]) [24PP]

 

Enhanced Skills 40 (Acrobatics 9, Escape 9, Notice 7, Sense Motive 6, Stealth 9) [10PP]

 

Enhanced Strength 4 [4PP]

 

Enhanced Will 4 [4PP]

 

Leaping 1 (x2, Running Long Jump: 28ft long x 14ft high) [1PP]

 

Morph 1 (One Form: Animal Spirit; Feats: Metamorph 4) [5PP]

 

Speed 2 (25MPH, 250ft per Move Action) [2PP]

 

Super-Senses 6 (Acute Tracking Smell/Taste; Danger Sense 2 [Sense Types: Auditory, Olfactory]; Low-Light Vision; Ultra-Hearing) [6PP]

 

 

Abilities (40) + Combat (18) + Saving Throws (7) + Skills (12) + Feats (5) + Powers (68) = 150/150 Power Points

 

 

ATTACK          RANGE  SAVE                        EFFECT

Unarmed         Touch  DC19/17 Toughness (Staged)  Damage (Physical)

  Sneak Attack  Touch  DC21 Toughness (Staged)     Damage (Physical)*

 

*Target must be flat-footed.

 

Here's my best attempt based on our conversation:

 

 

Power Level: 10 (Built as PL8)

Tradeoffs: None

Power Points: 150/150

Unspent Points: 0

 

 

ABILITIES 40PP

Strength: 14 (+2), Heavy Load: 175 lbs.

Dexterity: 14 (+2)

Constitution: 22 (+6)

Intelligence: 16 (+3)

Wisdom: 16 (+3)

Charisma: 18 (+4)

 

 

COMBAT 18PP

Initiative: +2 (+2 Dex)

Attack: +4, +8 Magic

Grapple: +6 (+4 Melee Attack, +2 Strength), +16 Plant Control (+8 Attack, +8 Move Object)

Defense: +8/+6 (+5 Base, +1 Dodge Focus, +2 Shield), +3 Flat-Footed

Knockback Resistance: 4/2

 

 

SAVING THROWS 7PP

Toughness: +8/+6 (+6 Con, +2 Force Field)

Fortitude: +6 (+6 Con, +0PP)

Reflex: +6 (+2 Dex, +4PP)

Will: +6 (+3 Wis, +3PP)

 

 

SKILLS 48R = 12PP

Concentration 5 (+8)

Knowledge (Arcane) 12 (+15)

Knowledge (History) 2 (+5)

Knowledge (Life Sciences) 2 (+5)

Knowledge (Theology/Philosophy) 2 (+5)

Languages 2 (English [Native], Gaelic, Old Irish)

Notice 5 (+8)

Search 5 (+8)

Sense Motive 5 (+8)

Stealth 3 (+5)

Survival 5 (+8)

 

 

FEATS 5PP

Dodge Focus

Luck 2

Ritualist

Track

 

 

POWERS 68PP

 

Comprehend 4 (Animals 2 [Speak To; Understand]; Plants 2 [Speak To, Understand]) [8PP] (Descriptors: Nature Magic)

 

Emotion Control 8 (Extras: Action 3 [Reaction], Area [Type: General; Shape: Visual Perception]; Flaws: Limited [Animals], Limited [Love], Range 2 [Touch], Uncontrolled; Feats: Subtle) [9PP] (Descriptors: Nature Magic Aura)

 

Force Field 2 (Extras: Linked [Shield]; Feats: Selective, Subtle) [4PP] (Descriptors: Force Magic)

Shield 2 (Extras: Linked [Force Field]) [2PP]

 

Magic 16 (32PP Array; Feats: Alternate Power 3; Drawbacks: Power Loss 2 [When unable to speak and gesture; Frequency: Common]) [33PP] (Descriptors: Nature Magic)

 

Base Power: [32PP] (Additional Descriptors: Clinging Vines, Grasping Branches, Plant Control)

Snare 8 (Extras: Area [Type: General; Shape: Burst], Selective; Flaws: Range [Touch]; Feats: Chokehold, Indirect 3, Progression [Area Size] 2 [200ft radius], Reversible, Subtle) [32PP]

 

Alternate Power: [32PP] (Additional Descriptors: Plant Control, Plant Growth)

Create Object 8 (Range: 800ft; Max Volume: 8 cubes; Toughness: 8; Lifting Strength: 40, Heavy Load: 3 tons; Extras: Duration [Continuous]; Feats: Indirect 3, Progression 2 [25ft cubes], Selective, Stationary, Subtle) [32PP]

 

Alternate Power: [32PP] (Additional Descriptors: Plant Control)

Move Object 8 (Range: 10 80ft Increments, 800ft Max; Lifting Strength: 40, Heavy Load: 3 tons; Extras: Damaging; Feats: Accurate 2 [+4 Attack], Improved Pin, Indirect 3, Subtle, Variable Descriptor [Animating/attacking plants directly, or using animated plants to move/attack other things]) [32PP]

 

Alternate Power: [32PP] (Additional Descriptors: Plant Control, Plant Shaping)

Transform 8 (Plants; Extras: Duration [Continuous, Lasting]; Flaws: Action [Full], Range [Touch]; Feats: Accurate 2 [+4 Attack], Extended Reach [10ft], Indirect, Progression [Mass] 3 [2,500 lbs.], Subtle) [32PP]

 

Morph 1 (One Form: Animal Spirit; Feats: Metamorph 4) [5PP] (Descriptors: Animal Spirit Channeling, Nature Magic)

Spirit of The Cunning Fox

Spirit of The Hungry Wolf

Spirit of The Raging Bear

Spirit of The Wise Owl

 

Super-Senses 7 (Magic Awareness; Descriptor Frequency: Very Common; Sense Type: Mental, Default Extras: None; Extras: Acute, Radius, Ranged, Tracking) [7PP] (Descriptors: Magic)

 

 

Abilities (40) + Combat (18) + Saving Throws (7) + Skills (12) + Feats (5) + Powers (68) = 150/150 Power Points
 

 

ATTACK            RANGE       SAVE                     EFFECT

Unarmed           Touch       DC17 Toughness (Staged)  Damage (Physical)

Create Object     Ranged      DC18 Reflex              Trapped

  Dropped Object              DC18 Reflex  Avoided

                              DC23 Toughness (Staged)  Damage (Physical)

Move Object       Ranged      Grapple vs +16           Pinned/Bound

                              DC23 Toughness (Staged)  Damage (Energy or Physical)*

Snare             Touch/Area  DC18 Reflex              1/2 Effect

                              DC18 Reflex (Staged)     Entangled/Bound

Transform         Touch +5ft  DC18 Fortitude           Transformed**

 

*Variable Descriptor. Energy against Plants, Physical against everything else.

**Plants only.

 

Santa Muerte

 

When the woman in black and red saw Waverider's written greeting, she set aside her noodles, closed her eyes, and whispered a short incantation in Ancient Atlantean while pressing her palms together and then folding them open like a book. "<Our words shall be seen by those who cannot hear them, and their words, heard by we who cannot see them. All shall understand and be understood, and all shall be revealed.>" Green flames erupted from the woman's eyes, vanishing as quickly as they appeared, though her once-brown eyes remained bright green in color. A translucent scroll of parchment appeared and unfurled in the air in front of Waverider's eyes, set off to the side of her field of vision. It wouldn't block her view, and it was easy to glance at. The layout of the scroll was similar to an online chatroom, with a small bust of each assembled hero painted next to words which were written on the scroll as they talked. When another person spoke, the image "scrolled up" in the traditional sense, the top of the parchment winding in as the bottom wound out, the new speaker's picture and words appearing below the previous ones. The font of the text changed in size and style to match their tone of voice. No one but Waverider could see the image. Meanwhile, whenever Waverider or Kanunu or anyone else signed, everyone else could now see glowing subtitles appear under their hands. In Protectron's case, the text was blurry and broken in many places, difficult to read.

 

She fixed her gaze on Justice again. "You called this gathering, and you said that you wanted us to 'get organized'. What specifically did you have in mind?"

 

Here's another alternate build, with a couple of points left over:

 

 

Power Level: 10 (Built as PL8)

Tradeoffs: None

Power Points: 147/150
Unspent Power Points: 3
 

 

ABILITIES 0 + 8 + 8 + 6 + 4 + 6 = 32PP
Strength: 10 (+0)
Dexterity: 18 (+4)
Constitution: 18 (+4)
Intelligence: 16 (+3)
Wisdom: 14 (+2)
Charisma: 16 (+3)


COMBAT 8 + 10 = 18PP
Initiative: +8 (+4 Dex, +4 Improved Initiative)
Attack: +4, +8 Paper Control
Defense: +8 (+5 Base, +3 Dodge Focus), +3 Flat-Footed^{Uncanny Dodge}

Grapple: +4 (+4 Melee Attack, +0 Strength), +20 Paper Control, +26 vs Paper
Knockback Resistance: 4/2


SAVING THROWS 4 + 4 + 6 = 14PP
Toughness: +8 (+4 Con, +4 Force Field)
Fortitude: +8 (+4 Con, +4PP)
Reflex: +8 (+4 Dex, +4PP)^{Evasion 2}
Will: +8 (+2 Wis, +6PP)
 

 

SKILLS 84R = 21PP
Acrobatics 8 (+10)^{Skill Mastery}

Bluff 7 (+10)^Taunt

Climb 5 (+5)

Computers 7 (+10)

Concentration 6 (+8)

Disable Device 7 (+10)

Escape Artist 6 (+10)^{Ultimate Skill}

Knowledge (Technology) 7 (+10)

Notice 8 (+10)^{Skill Mastery}

Search 7 (+10)

Sleight of Hand 8 (+10)^{Skill Mastery}

Stealth 8 (+10)^{Skill Mastery}

 

FEATS 14PP
Contacts

Dodge Focus 3

Evasion 2

Improved Initiative

Luck 2

Skill Mastery (Acrobatics, Notice, Sleight of Hand, Stealth)

Taunt

Ultimate Skill (Escape Artist)

Uncanny Dodge 2 (Sense Types: Auditory, Visual)

 

 

POWERS 48PP

 

Comprehend 1 (Languages 1 [Read/Write Any]) [2PP] (Descriptors: Mutation, Paper Control)

 

Comprehend 2 (Objects 2 [Speak To; Understand]; Flaws: Limited [Books, Paper, Paper-like objects]) [2PP] (Descriptors: Mutation, Paper Control)

 

Force Field 4 (Feats: Selective) [5PP] (Descriptors: Mutation, Paper Control, Paper Shields)

 

Paper Control 15 (30PP Array; Feats: Alternate Power 4) [34PP] (Descriptors: Mutation, Paper Control)

 

Base Power: [30PP] (Additional Descriptors: Lift Paper)

Move Object 13 (Lifting Strength: 65, Heavy Load: 100 tons; Extras: Range [Perception]; Flaws: Limited [Paper]; Feats: Accurate 2 [+4 Attack], Precise, Subtle) [30PP]

 

Alternate Power: [30PP] (Additional Descriptors: Lift Stuff With Paper)

Move Object 12 (Lifting Strength: 60, Heavy Load: 50 tons; Range: 10 80ft Increments, 800ft Max; Feats: Accurate 2 [+4 Attack], Improved Pin, Indirect, Precise, Subtle) [30PP]

 

Alternate Power: [30PP] (Additional Descriptors: Paper Projectiles)

Blast 8 (Range: 10 80ft Increments, 800ft Max; Extras: Penetrating [4 ranks, Effective Damage 12]; Feats: Accurate 2 [+4 Attack], Improved Critical 2 [18-20], Indirect 3, Precise, Subtle, Variable Descriptor [Bludgeoning, Piercing, and/or Slashing Damage]) [30PP]

 

Alternate Power: [30PP] (Additional Descriptors: Shape Paper)

Create Object 8 (Range: 800ft; Max Volume: 8 cubes; Toughness: 8; Lifting Strength: 40, Heavy Load: 3 tons; Extras: Duration [Continuous]; Feats: Precise, Progression 2 [25ft cubes], Selective, Stationary, Subtle) [30PP]

 

Alternate Power: [28PP] (Additional Descriptors: Paper Cocoon)

Snare 8 (Range: 10 80ft Increments, 800ft Max; Feats: Accurate 2 [+4 Attack], Improved Critical 2 [18-20], Indirect 3, Obscures Senses 2 [Sense Types: Auditory, Visual], Reversible, Subtle, Tether) [28PP]

 

Super-Senses 5 (Paper Awareness; Descriptor Frequency: Common; Sense Type: Mental, Default Extras: None; Extras: Acute, Radius, Ranged) [5PP] (Descriptors: Mutation, Paper Control)

 

 

ATTACK                 RANGE       SAVE                     EFFECT

Unarmed                Touch       DC15 Toughness (Staged)  Damage (Physical)

Lift Paper*            Perception  Grapple vs +26           Pinned/Bound

  Thrown Paper         Throwing    DC23 Toughness (Staged)  Damage (Physical)

Lift Stuff With Paper  Ranged      Grapple vs +20           Pinned/Bound

  Thrown Object        Throwing    DC23 Toughness (Staged)  Damage (Physical)

Paper Cocoon           Ranged      DC18 Reflex (Staged)     Entangled/Bound

Paper Projectiles      Ranged      DC23 Toughness (Staged)  Damage (Physical)**

Shape Paper

  Dropped Paper        Ranged      DC18 Reflex              Avoided

                                   DC23 Toughness (Staged)  Damage (Physical)

  Paper Trap           Ranged      DC18 Reflex              Trapped

 

*Limited to Paper.

**Variable Descriptor: Bludgeoning, Piercing, and/or Slashing Damage.

 

 

Abilities (32) + Combat (18) + Saving Throws (14) + Skills (21) + Feats (14) + Powers (48) - Drawbacks (0) = 147/150 Power Points

 

Santa Muerte

 

The woman in black and red didn't make or seek any introductions when she approached the group. In fact, she barely seemed to register their presence at all. Instead, she moved directly to the restaurant counter and placed an order, paying in cash. Only when that transaction was concluded did she take a seat near the other assembled heroes. She quietly listened to Justice's entire rambling speech, looking her right in the eye with an unbroken stare the entire time, her own face devoid of emotion. Only after Justice trailed off did Santa Muerte speak.

 

"Your aim is noble, but you see only part of the whole. Science and technology run amok are not the only plagues afflicting our community. This shining city on a hill casts a shadow, and in that shadow dwell lost souls and creatures from Below, hunting and feeding with impunity, making their home in our world as if it were theirs. I have found an ample supply of demons and restless spirits who required my aid in moving on to their final reward or returning to the pits that spawned them. Sometimes that aid is accepted willingly, and sometimes it is not. And the supply shows no signs of dwindling."

 

She walked over to the counter to retrieve her bowl of noodles, brought it back to her seat, and sampled it. "The friend who alerted me to this gathering also assured me that this place had...what was the phrase? 'Positive Yelp reviews.' These are quite good."

 

Santa Muerte has been approved and she's posted in "Calling All Heroes".

 

Santa Muerte

 

Ximena hadn't known what HeroHouse was, or that it even existed, until Atzi brought Justice's post to her attention. She hadn't thought of herself as "a superhero" until her friend and business partner helped her connect the dots. She didn't think of her spells as "powers", but they did allow her to do things ordinary people couldn't do. Nor did she think of her clothes and vestments as "a costume", but she had to admit that they, too, set her apart from the majority. The locals who had seen her in action had even provided her with a superhero name, dubbing her "Santa Muerte", the Lady of Holy Death. She had to admit it: "I'm a superhero." And thus, the call to arms from this "Justice" person included her.

 

Inside the restaurant, a bloody gash appeared in the air itself, sliced with a curved blade, transparent and glowing green, wielded by a dark-skinned hand covered in silver rings and bracelets. The woman the hand belonged to stepped through the gash, parting the flesh of the universe like curtains, revealing only darkness underneath. The breach healed behind her as soon as she stepped through. She wore a black corset over an elaborate multi-layered ankle-length bell-sleeved dress of the same color, under a scarlet cloak. Her face was concealed behind a mask carved to resemble a human skull so closely that observers had to wonder if it was authentic. A smooth oblong black gem was set into the forehead of the mask. Everything about the woman reeked of magical energy to Salvo, but the stone's aura shined the brightest of all.

 

The green sickle vanished from the woman's hand. She reached up and pulled down her hood, then pulled off her mask, revealing several necklaces, ear and facial piercings, and long white hair she shook loose. Under the mask her face was covered in extensive skull-face makeup of the sort one would see at a Mexican "Day of The Dead" celebration; while the mask had been on, the dark circles around her eyes and nose had enhanced its visual effect. She saw the colorfully-dressed motley crew gathered at the far end of the restaurant and made her way toward them, the heels of her boots clacking against the floor. As she walked past the booths and tables, she was hit with a sudden vision of death to come, a charred corpse fused to the seat of a car, with other cars backed up in front of it in lines as far as the eye could see in every direction. She stopped and grabbed the shoulder of one of the seated customers, turning to look down at him.

 

"You drive to work?"

"Um...yeah?"

"Take the bus."

 

Fixed!

 

Persephone

 

Camellia did indeed hit the nearest coffee shop drive-thru on her way to Oldcorne, where she ordered more coffee for herself and Betsy, and Chris's requested drink, along with a breakfast sandwich and a muffin to sate the young man's poorly-concealed hunger. She pretended not to notice when he offered his card at first, and then she shrugged. "Oh shoot, sorry Sugar Plum, I already paid with my phone. Oh well!"

 

She drove slowly through the streets of Oldcorne, looking around for any buildings that matched her vision from the flowers while listening to Betsy's tale. "Some night soon we're going to open a bottle of wine and you're going to tell me that Catholic school story. So if the New Orleans vampires were hiding in a convent, does that mean that this batch was, too? Should we focus our search on churches? Oldcorne's certainly got more than her fair share."

 

Mister Strix

 

When the blood started dripping into the pale man's open mouth, the charred gashes on his chest did indeed begin to knit themselves back together. The more blood Lucy poured down his throat, the faster his flesh regenerated. Once the wounds were closed, when little but scarring remained, his limp form sprang to life, his fingers digging divots out of the floor. He roared again, then collected himself. He touched a finger to catch a drop of blood at his lips, then looked up at Lucy and her bottle. "Thanks. I owe you one." He glanced around as he rose to his feet and stripped off the burnt and slashed up remains of his shirt and jacket. "Sorry about the mess." He sniffed the air. "I was...burning...why was I..." Then he sniffed again and growled. "Still got his scent. Sorry, no time to chat, rabid dog to put down." He ran out of the club, the same white blur as when he'd run back in, though, as before, his footfalls jackhammering the floor didn't make a sound.

 

Dirge

 

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"Though, to be on the safe side, I should run a quick biochemical analysis of you, to make sure I don't cause any more harm!"

 

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Starlok placed her hand on his arm. "Are you alright?" Her voice came out softer than she intended. Her face screwed up, and she righted herself. "You better be alright, Dirge. We cannot afford you to get ill right before we make our way into the belly of the ship."

 

The Fryxian waved them away. "BAH, don't waste your time, Terran. I have drunk entire LEGIONS of Lor under the table! My..." He became distracted by his own hand motions, since, to his eye, they were leaving a trail of after-images in the air in front of him. He remembered his companions a few moments later. "In fact, I have never felt BETTER!" Technically, this was true. The euphoria racing through Dirge's body made him feel like he could take on the Star-Khan's entire armada and win. "Any demons lying in wait for us shall find only THEIR OWN DOOM this day!"

 

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Suddenly the lights flickered inside the Stigmata, before flickering inside Archeville's ship as well. A woman's bloodcurdling howl of anguish emanated throughout the bowels of the great vessel. A tall, blue Fryxian woman appeared. Patches of fur had been torn out, and she seemed to have been burned by blaster fire. Her screams stopped, and she turned to Dirge, flat faced.

 

"Kanemu, why did you leave me?"

Just as quickly as she appeared, the woman vanished, and the flickering stopped.

 

"NO!" Dirge lunged toward the woman, seeking to wrap her in his arms and turn her away from her attackers, presenting himself as a target instead, but she vanished before he could get a grip. He stumbled to his knees in the spot where she had stood. Then he screamed in frustration, and every loose metal object in the room flew in a random direction.

 

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