Jander-Prime

Toughness vs Energy Pike [DC 25]: 1d20+15 [24] And since I posted actions prior to initiative, lets just take my earlier post as cannon now?

Pinnacle Emerald City Team-up:  Danger, danger ... [8 Posts] Shepherd the Flock [5 Posts] HellQ [Completed Jun-25]

Nice! Works for me, interested in seeing who else ends up responding to the emergency call!

Player Name: Jander-Prime Character Name: Isaiah Jacobs Power Level: 10 (150/150PP) Trade-Offs: +0 Attack / +0 Damage; -2 Defense / +2 Toughness Unspent Power Points: 0 In Brief: Olympic hopeful enrolls at Claremont after exposure to dimensional energies transforms him into something no longer even remotely human. Residence: Student Dormitories; Claremont Academy. Freedom City, NJ. Base of Operations: Freedom City, NJ. Catchphrase: "Yeah. No. Not a hero, and you? Just an $%!^&$@ in a mask." Alternate Identity: None. Identity: Isaiah Jacobs Birthplace: Red Lake Indian Reservation, MN Occupation: Accredited IAAF Sprinter [100m]; Claremont Academy Transfer Student Affiliations: Claremont Academy. Family: Henry Jacobs [father; age: 39, b. March 17, 1979] Coleen Jacobs-Deer [Mother; age: 37, b. February 15, 1981] Lee Allan Jacobs [Brother; age: 18, b. December 9, 2000] Description: Age: 16 [b. June 7, 2002] Apparent Age: Gender: Male Ethnicity: Native American Height: 1.88m [6'2"] Weight: 81.3kg [179 lbs.] Eyes: Brown Hair: Black, Short Cropped, Styled Appearance: Since the events of the recent Terminus Event, Isaiah's physical form is permanently stuck in a flux quantum state and as such appears as a semi translucent field of blue energy. Due to his perceived self image the field coalesces into a humanoid shape, it's translucency allowing vague, rudimentary internal organs to be visible to the causal observer, likely half remembered from early biology classes. Depending on his power expenditure Isaiah is occasionally surrounded by a series of ionized particles, that flare briefly before disintegrating , only to be replaced by other ionized molecules. With concentration Isaiah can revert to his corporeal form, that of an intense young man with deep set, dark eyes, a sharp crooked nose. His thin smile is framed by midnight black hair that he keeps clipped close to the scalp except for a thick, swept mop of hair atop his head, there is a smattering of pock marks across his high cheeks, a remnant of a childhood bout of chicken pox. He is a tall young man with a lean, defined body, honed by years of track and field coupled with an intensive work out regime, hands rough and calloused from the weight room and the physical labor reminiscent of his rural upbringing. He does sport a tattoo on the inside of his right forearm, an eagle feather that hands down from a medicine wheel that serves as a reminder of his origins and ancestry. He dresses in casual sports attire, light weight tracks, athletic tees, and branded hoodies, most of his clothes are off brand purchased from whole sale and clearance big box stores, however, his one indulgence is his runners, Nike, which are always top of the line. Given that his clothing cannot survive the transition from a physical state to a quantum state and back again, he has taken to wearing a Claremont provided uniform beneath his street clothes. Created with variable frequency molecular fiber, it is able to survive the transition between states, preserving his, still, very human dignity. Power Descriptions: Isaiah's genetic code was radically altered at the cellular level when exposed to dimensional energies released during the recent Terminus event. His entire body mass was converted into energy which exists in a fluxed quantum state. This energy state precludes the normal biological functions required by human life, having discovered he has no need to eat, sleep, or even breath, Isaiah struggles with some disassociation issues while he comes to the realization that he is no longer even remotely human. While untrained in the use of his abilities, he has displayed the ability to generate massive energy output from his quantum state, this quantum energy is able to manifest across the electromagnetic spectrum providing him with some versatility. However, he has yet to learn to focus this output and is loathe to use it in situations where he may cause significant damage to his immediate surroundings. History: (Please remember we are a relatively family friendly site. Your story should be PG-13 at most. If your character wouldn't fit in an episode of Justice League Unlimited, The Dresden Files, or Buffy the Vampire Slayer, please rethink it.) Personality & Motivation: (Describe why they do what they do here) Powers & Tactics: Isaiah's flux quantum state allows him to pass through physical barriers, objects and restraints as if they were not there. An consequence of this state is the ability to disregard the gravitational attraction between two physical objects, he has displayed the ability to move in any three dimensional direction, and maintain his relative speed and position without any conscious thought or effort. Isaiah does not fully comprehend the depth or range of his abilities and so, in any conflict situation has yet to master any abilities beyond an almost reflexive ability to release a massive burst of energy with his quantum state being the point of origin. This quantum energy release has been observed to transcend the energy spectrum, manifesting as heat, light, and radiation. He has not yet demonstrated the control necessary to focus this energy release, it's indiscriminate nature damaging friend, foe, and his immediate surroundings. As such he is likely to avoid physical confrontation, or to attempt to remove any such confrontation from an area where he may cause unintentional damage to his allies or the environment. Complications: Fame: Olympic Sprinter Phobia: Claustrophobia Abilities: 6 + 8 + (-10) + 2 + 4 + 0 = 10PP Strength: 16 (+3) Dexterity: 18 (+4) Constitution: - (+0) Intelligence: 12 (+1) Wisdom: 14 (+2) Charisma: 10 (+0) Combat: 8 + 12 = 20PP Initiative: +8 (+4 Dex, +4 Improved Initiative) Attack: +4 Melee, +4 Ranged Grapple: +7 Defense: +8 (+6 Base, +2 Dodge Focus), +3 Flat-Footed Knockback: -6 Saving Throws: 0 + 4 + 5 = 9PP Toughness: +10/+12 (+4 Con, +6 Protection, +2 Defensive Roll) Fortitude: Immune Reflex: +9 (+4 Dex, +5) Will: +6 (+1 Wis, +5) Skills: 52R = 13PP Acrobatics 4 (+8) Climb 3 (+6) Concentration 8 (+10) Diplomacy 6 (+6) Gather Information 6 (+6) Knowledge (current events) 5 (+6) Language 3 (English [Native], Anishinaabe, French, Ojibwe) Navigate 1 (+2) Notice 4 (+6) Sense Motive 4 (+6) Stealth 2 (+6) Survival 4 (+6) Swim 3 (+6) Feats: 5PP Dodge Focus 2 Endurance 1 Improved Initiative 1 Well Informed Powers: 22 + 3 + 30 + 18 + 12 + 7 + 1 = 93PP Damage 10 (Quantum Explosion; Extras: Area: Burst (General) [50 ft Radius], Feats: Variable 2 [Any Energy]) [22PP] (Dimensional, Quantum) Flight 1 (Quantum Levitation; 10mph, 88ft/rnd, Extras: Duration (Continuous)) [3PP] (Dimensional, Quantum) Immunity 30 (Sentient Quantum Field; Fortitude Effects) [30PP] (Dimensional, Quantum) Insubstantial 3 (Flux Quantum State; Energy, Extras: Corporeal Form [Sustained], Flaws: Permanent) [18PP] (Dimensional, Quantum) Protection 12 (Cohesive Energy) [12PP] (Dimensional, Quantum) Regeneration 7 (Stable Quantum Reaction; Recovery Bonus (+6), Resurrection 1 (1 Week)) [7PP] (Dimensional, Quantum) Speed 1 (Olympic Athlete; 10mph; 88ft/rnd) [1PP] (training) DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC 18 Tou Damage [Physical] Quantum Explosion Touch [50ft radius] DC 20 Reflex; DC 25 Tou Damage [Energy] Totals: Abilities (10) + Combat (20) + Saving Throws (9) + Skills (13) + Feats (5) + Powers (93)= 150/150 Power Points

And here we go with Pinnacle's massive +1 Initiative! Omegadrone Confrontation: Initiative: 1d20+1 [8]

Pinnacle beamed the Spider a broad smile, "Well, Electron got away, but we were able to stop her from stealing the shop owner's inventory, so there's that, I guess," he ran a hand through his short cropped hair, "Not bad for my first team up." He watched as Kowalski and the police officers finished their canvassing of the witnesses, shrugged. "I'll try to stay in touch with Kowalski, she seems like she's a workhorse, you know?" A brief pause, "So if you ever need a hand, check in with her and I'd be ready to assist." He extended his hand, "It was a pleasure working with one of the city's first and finest Spider." Even as he shook her hand, he knew that he'd have some explaining to do with Phan, for bailing on their study session, thankfully the whole situation had been able to be contained and resolved in short order, though it still frustrated him that they hadn't been able to apprehend Electron and that she was still out there ... somewhere.

Sadly my only character's are in either Emerald City or Bedlam, I should probably work on a Claremont character at some point!

Move action to move into melee range w/Omega Drone, Free Action to switch Array to Rank 1 Flight; Rank 4 Super Strength; Standard Action to initiate Grab. Grapple attempt on Omegadrone [Acc Atk; +2/-2]: 1d20+7 [20] If successful, an Opposed Grapple Check; Opposed Grapple Check; 4R's SS Active [+24 Grapple]: 1d20+24 [43]

Pinnacle watched the monolithic engine of destruction approach the refugee's makeshift camp, transforming buildings, storefronts, homes, any structure in it's path to so much rubble and twisted steel. He tried to push the thoughts of survivors huddled in the familiar corners of their homes or apartments, only to be ground to powder beneath the massive weight of the engine's tracks. Anger flared in his chest, his breath came in tight, controlled measures, his hands flexed, and then the Omega drones took to the skies. Their sight was enough to remind him of the situation he now found himself in, Dreadnought his blunt, boisterous attitude hid a professionalism and experience that Christian could only hope to attain, in time. The Praetor, casually discussing the methodology of butchery amidst children who had too recently been torn from their loved ones, and here he was, novice, green, a memory tugged at his thoughts. Images from the television witnessed only yesterday, streams of drones, enough to blacken the sky, and here, only four. Surely it had to be a trap, the mechanical monstrosity beneath him likely housed hundreds more, but he thought of those dirty, grime encrusted faces at the camp, and if he faltered here, if he faltered now, how long would it be until an engine like the one approaching them now rolled on Emerald City, crushing his home, his family. "No," he was unaware that he was speaking aloud, "Not today." And with that he dove towards the approaching drones, flying in a tight formation enabling them to provide cover fire to one another in the event of hostilities, of resistance. It had worked well enough to restrain Electron when he first confronted her in Emerald City, and he'd been practicing since then. He swooped down, using his momentum to bring him on level with the lead Omegadrone, wrapping one broad arm under it's arm, constricting like an iron band across it's chest, while his right arm came under the drone's right arm, his hand gripping it's neck and attempting to crank it to the right, holding the drone like a shield to provide cover from his allies.

As requested; Aerial Recon [Notice Check]: 1d20+5 [21]

The fact that he'd failed to apprehend Electron on his first outing in the Emerald Cities came back with such clarity it almost hurt. Terminus forces were invading, people's lives were at stake, not some jewelers livelihood, or someone's financial well being, people were dying, and these few, here, at Summerhill Farmer's Market, were relying on him, to stand firm, to protect them. He took a deep breath, the moment of doubt passing, as with this new threat he was filled with a sense of purpose, of conviction. "Let's clear the path, Dreadnought, Praetor, take point, I'll get us an aerial view and ensure that no collateral damage spills over to our survivors!" With that he leapt to the sky, moving out in a radial circuit, assessing the state of the camp, the location of those most vulnerable to attack and of critical equipment, supplies, and provisions. But first he gained altitude to ascertain the nature of the incoming threat.

Pinnacle beamed the Spider a broad smile, "Would you believe I wanted to fly so bad as a kid I jumped off a fire escape, broke my ankle." He nodded towards the pavement as Spider tumbled gracefully to the ground, "Wouldn't want you laid out for six to eight weeks while it healed. You do good work." He sighed, landed, looked back at the shattered glass frame of the door to the Jewelers shop, "We should go give Officer Kowalski our statement, it stings losing the suspect on my first outing, but at least I got to partner with one of Emerald City's finest." He looked at the charred belt which seemed to be occupying the young woman, "I know you've got some work to do, but if you ever need back up," he let his voice trail off, what was he going to do give her his cell number, that wouldn't work. "Maybe we can set something up."

Off to work this morning, but let me know if you need a check from Pinnacle to catch Spider, or if we can say he blow's one of those earned HP's to successfully make the save!

Time slowed as Electron shorted out Spider's gear and he watched his ally & mentor plummet towards the pavement. He considered shifting his grip into a one armed carry, he had more than enough strength to do so, but the sudden acceleration and deceleration needed to get him to Spider could very likely injure the criminal's neck and spine. There wasn't an option, even still it frustrated him, he released his grip on Electron. "Your powers, abilities are a gift, but you abuse them out of greed. I'll tell you this, if you get away keep your head down. If I ever hear of you using them for personal gain, I'll be there. That's a promise." With that he blew through the door, flying up to Spider's falling form, matching her downward velocity before bringing his arms out to slow her fall, allowing her to avoid a sudden stop on the street below. "I've got you Spider," he paused, "sorry, she's gone. I let you down." His first outing into the world of super hero'ing, an actual villain, and he'd let her rob not one, but two different locations and make her escape, clean.

As a Free Action Pinnacle will shift his Flight to 0 & his Super Strength to 5, move to melee range and then attempt to initiate a grapple. Melee check to Initiative Grapple [Accurate Attack +2 Acc, -2 Eff]]: 1d20+7 [20]; and if that successfully hits an opposed Grapple Check; Opposed Grapple Check; 5 Ranks Super Strength Active, -2 Effect due to Accurate Attack]: 1d20+23 [36].