Sandman XI

Quiet nights are the best nights. Even if he didn't help anyone, he made the effort. He could have stayed home. Right now his bed was seeming nice right about now. 2AM Sunday morning. He told himself that he'd push one more hour and then head home. He didn't have to wait an hour. Less than ten minutes after that he heard the gunshots ring out through the quiet night air. Heading towards the noise he found two bloody motionless people. It didn't take lifesight to know they were dead. He saw the killer wrapped up in duct tape and he saw a giant bipedal cat. He wa glad the situation had been rectified, but the two dead people did not sit well with him. He had to do something about that. Landing, he didn't even take his heroic guise. Just plain old Wesley was there. He looked to the catman with a wordless question he already knew the answer too. The catman was on the phone with the police.Wesley shook his head and bgan to glow with an intense green light and then the area began to glow with that same green light. A flush of life energy filled the area and the two dead people stirred to life their bullet wounds were totally gone and even some old scars healed. They looked around surprised to be alive. They both tried to speak at the same time, but their sentiment was the same. They were happy to be alive. They thanked Wesley and Jubatus for helping them. Wesley nodded a welcome. With a quick change, Wesley was now in his Life Knight form. "That's my job," he smiled, "That's what I do." He looked to Jubatus, "Thanks for helping these people out. Keep the emergency crew on the phone, I'm sure they'll want a report of what happened before hand." His eyes narrowed at the man in duct tape, "I'm sure the cops will have a lot for you too." Crossing his arms, he smiled at the two holding to each other. "My name is Life Knight," he announced. "Xander," one of them said. "Phillip," said the other.

Jubatus and Life Knight thread

No leads or tips is a good thing. It means no problems amongst his circle of friends. Wesley liked to have a bit of harmony in his life. He just reopened Knight's Ink. A major plus for him. After hours he would patrol Riverside for any other type of problems. He was a superhero. That was his duty. Though it never felt like a burden. Helping people was in his nature. Even if he didn't have powers he'd find a way to do such. He often imagined a non-powered life as an informant. But now his calling was greater than that! Riverside is usually a quiet area of town. It was an artsy place. Wesley loved the different kinds of art. He too was an artist, a body artist. Tattoos and piercings mainly, but some weirder offers came through Knight's Ink when people learned about his abilities. He'd only do those on a case by case basis. It was't advertised, but the people who had it done talked to others. Word of mouth. The thing was totally power-based so he couldn't charge much for it. The price depended on the specifics. No one every really went off the wall. Small exotic features like cat's pupils and perma-summer tans (eh, Jersey kids) Still Riverside was not without it's criminal activity. Tonight's activity would take a turn for the tragic. Xander and Phillip were two kids in love. Though not everyone thought their love was right. Some thought their god gave them the authority to violently carry out perceived commandments with violence. Xander and Phillip exited the club they were performing their open mic poetry. They did not know they were being followed bt a man. They did not know that man had their deaths on his mind. But that one fateful turn into a darkened street spelled their end. The man pretended to have his car break down. Xander and Phillip were nice enough to stop to help him. Xander happened to be an amateur mechanic. while the two guylooked under the hood, that's when the man struck. A spray of bullets from a handgun took them down.

Life Knight Life Changing Decisions

Sleep The Writing On The Wall

12:01AM, Friday December 2 It was late. Milo and Katrina had spent the day at the plaza just hanging around. They had enough cash for eats and entertainment. They perused stores like they had something, but they knew they didn't. This was strictly upper-class though! Nothing like hanging at the mall, which they usually did. The last guy Milo called into the police had a fat stash of paper. Two hundred to be exact. They saw a couple of movies and had lunch and dinner at the top of the Plaza. It was a good day for them to take their minds off things. But when it was over, they had to leave. Both of them needed a place to stay. It wasn't like they'd not slept on city benches before. They were used to it by now. But it was a big letdown after all the fun they had. A reminder of where they were. It wasn't in the Plaza but near enough to see the mountain of glass. Katrina dozed off first. He was almost there himself when he saw something out of the corner of his eye. Three suspicious looking dudes sneaking near the building. He had to go check this out. Pulling off his hoodie, he draped it over Katrina. Underneath was a black shirt with an intentionally faded logo for the Freedom League. From his pants pocket he pulled his cowl out and quickly tied it on and adjusted it. Now to sneak on the creepers. Following where they went, hopefully stealthy enough, he found three guys with spray paint cans. They weren't this crazy, were they? Apparently they were. They were using the scaffolding for the window washers to pull themselves up. Sleep shook his head. "This can't be right," he whispered to himself, "Freedom City sure has some courageous criminals!"

Sleep's debut featuring Crimson Tiger

"Man, you know what we need to do," Toykiller said to his brother in arms as he flipped a spray can in the air and caught it. "The same thing we do every night, Pinky," Tag said with a grin, "Try to take over the world!" "Naw man," Toykiller said spinning the can in the air again, "it's that time once again. We ain't done nothing big in forever. I mean when's the last time they saw out names all big and bold?" "Well, we usually run into a hero or two when we do that," Burner said seemingly uncaring about the repercussions. "Right on bro," Toykiller exclaimed happily. Tag picked up a map of the city, "Your idea, your call, man." Toykiller was too busy looking at his book, "I've been working on this for a while. It need to go somewhere nice." Burner thought as he pondered the picture, and then something hit him like a lightning bolt. The expression on his face was priceless, "Pyramid Plaza." Toykiller and Tag looked at him their mouths agape, then to each other, then back to him. "Awesome," both exclaimed in unison.

Player Name: Sandman XI Character Name: The Feeling Power Level: 7 (101/105PP) Trade-Offs: -3 Attack / +3 Damage, +1 Defense / -1 Toughness Unspent Power Points: 4 Progress To Gold Status: 0/90 In Brief: A psychic psychiatrist Alternate Identity: Jeremy Peterson Identity: Secret Birthplace: Freedom City Occupation: Psychiatrist Affiliations: None Family: mother, father, a couple of cats Description: Age: 26 (DoB: December 13, 1984) Apparent Age: mid twenties Gender: Male Ethnicity: Caucasian Height: 6'3" Weight: 185 lbs. Eyes: blue Hair: brown Power Descriptions: History: Personality & Motivation: Powers & Tactics: Complications: Abilities: 0 + 6 + 6 + 4 + 10 + 4 = 30PP Str 10 (+0) Dex 16 (+3) Con 16 (+3) Int 14 (+2) Wis 20 (+5) Cha 14 (+2) Combat: 4 + 8 = 12PP Initiative: +3 Attack: +4 Melee, +2 Ranged Grapple: +4 Defense: +8 (+4 Base, +4 Dodge Focus), +2 Flat-Footed Knockback: -3, -1 without Force Field Saving Throws: 2 + 2 + 2 = 6PP Toughness: +6 (+3 Con, +3 Force Field) Fortitude: +5 (+3 Con, +2) Reflex: +5 (+3 Dex, +2) Will: +7 (+5 Wis, +2) Skills: 32R = 8PP Bluff 3 (+5) Concentration 5 (+10) Diplomacy 3 (+5) Knowledge (behavioral sciences) 3 (+5) Knowledge (life sciences) 3 (+5) Notice 5 (+10) Medicine 5 (+10) Sense Motive 5 (+10) Feats: 6PP Attack Focus (melee) 2 Dodge Focus 4 Powers: 23 + 3 + 13 = 39PP Emotion Control Array 11 (Power Feats: Alternate Power 1) [23pp] BE: Emotion Control 7 (Extras: Something; Power Feats: Subtle) [22/22] AP: Damage 10 (Extras: Alternate Save [Will]; Power Feats: Variable Descriptor [any one emotion]) [21/22] Force Field 3 Super-Senses 13 (Mental [Accurate, Acute, Radius, Ranged], Danger Sense [Mental], Detect Mood [Mental], Detect Physical Condition [Mental], Uncanny Dodge [Mental]) [13pp] Drawbacks: (-0) + (-0) = -0PP DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch Toughness 15 (Staged) Damage (Physical) Emotion Control Perception Will 17 Emotion Changed Damage Touch Will 25 (Staged) Damage (Mental) Totals: Abilities (30) + Combat (12) + Saving Throws (6) + Skills (8) + Feats (6) + Powers (39) - Drawbacks (0) = 101/105 Power Points

This is where I put character ideas and stuff. Former Characters Wesley Knight Quark Muse Sleep Character Ideas >The Feeling >Magus >The Mist >Grizzly Bear >Epikos Characters Awaiting Approval Current Characters

Player Name: Sandman XI Character Name: Sleep Power Level: 7 (105/106P) Trade-Offs: +3 Defense / -3 Toughness Unspent Power Points: 1 Progress To Gold Status: 1/90 (Silver Status earned by Wesley Knight) In Brief: A streetrat with the power to put people to sleep. Alternate Identity: Milo (birth name) Identity: Secret Birthplace: Freedom City, New Jersey Occupation: Unemployed Affiliations: None Family: Katrina (sister, 14), parents (gone) Description: Age: 16 (DoB: March 14, 1995) Apparent Age: mid teens Gender: Male Ethnicity: Caucasian Height: 5'7" Weight: 130 lbs Eyes: brown Hair: brown Milo is a short kid with the insistant term that he's "not fully grown yet". He's got a build on him, scrawny as he is there is definitely some muscle tone on him. He wears a hoodie and baggy (though not sagging) pants to cover it though. When he goes out as Sleep, he ditches the garb for a homemade cowl, a black tshirt with a random hero logo on it and pants that fit. Power Descriptions: He touches people and they fall into a deep sleep. They wake up later, but he is usually nowhere to be found. History: Milo's childhood was not the most joyous time. His parents were deadbeat and didn't care about the children they had. They thought the government would pay them if they had kids. Which was true in some regards, but only to take care of the kids. He and his sister barely got the attention they needed from home, so they took to the streets. The people out there cared for them more than their parents did. Milo and Katrina eventually fell into some protection from a group of street hoods who took them as their own. Their parents never knew about this until it was too late. After a physical squabble with the kids, the parents kicked them both out into the streets they loved so much and left for elsewhere, never to come back. This was heartbreaking for Milo and Katrina. Yet they had "real family" now. And for the next few years, everything was "fine". Milo learned everything he could from his new family. He pick pocketed mostly, but he knew how to break into a store without getting caught. Everything was "fine" until a couple of years ago. He and his sister were picked up off of the streets by the DNAscendant project for more fresh meat to experiment on. They were both locked in a tiny cell along with other potentials. Milo was one of the first picked out to receive the treatment. He was sound asleep while they worked on him, so he never saw the rescue of him, his sister and the rest of the subjects by Larceny Inc. Trap Door, the leader of Larceny Inc, took them to The Loft and waited until Milo rose from his sedated slumber. He wanted to see what they had done to this kid. When Milo rose he wanted to know where he was. Katrina and Trap Door told him of the rescue. When Katrina helped him up she fell fast alseep. Trap Door knew what this kid could do now. Trap Door told Milo that he was owed a favor for the rescue. Not now, but "soon". Trap Door then deposited the two back into their neighborhood. For the next couple of years, everything was great! Milo had superpowers. He could help out people who couldn't help themselves. Like a superhero. Katrina was initially non-plussed, but when Milo explained that they could get out of this place with something like this, she changed her tune. Milo became Sleep. Silently creeping through the night and taking down criminals in their tracks. Personality & Motivation: Milo is a protector of the streets. He helps those who can't help themselves. He is a chipper fellow, not letting things like being homeless and penniless get in his way. Some say he is not seeing the full picture and secretly, he knows that, but he doesn't care. He has a job to do. Powers & Tactics: He's more a defensive fighter, when his sleep power works it's a lot easier. Though the times it doesn't, he has to resort to keep away. He can "taunt" the target with his acrobatic moves and sometimes seemingly disappear from sight. Complications: Secret (he's one of the many unwilling DNAscendants) Secret (only him and his sister know Milo is Sleep) Larceny Inc (he "owes" Trap Door a favor. It's been two years and he has yet to collect) The Reality (he is homeless and without work and supporting himself and his younger sister through handouts and money he's collected from crooks he's taken down) Thrillseeker (to keep from having the reality of his life crashing on him, he sets himself challenges) Abilities: 0 + 6 + 8 + 4 + 4 + 4 = 26PP Str 10 (+0) Dex 16 (+3) Con 18 (+4) Int 14 (+2) Wis 14 (+2) Cha 14 (+2) Combat: 10 + 16 = 26PP Initiative: +3 Attack: +5 Melee, +5 Ranged, +7 Stun Grapple: +5 Defense: +10 (+8 Base, +2 Dodge Focus), +4 Flat-Footed Knockback: -2 Saving Throws: 0 + 4 + 2 = 6PP Toughness: +4 (+4 Con, +0 [Other]) Fortitude: +4 (+4 Con, +0) Reflex: +7 (+3 Dex, +4) Will: +4 (+2 Wis, +2) Skills: 80R = 20PP Acrobatics 12 (+15) Disable Device 8 (+10) Escape Artist 7 (+10) Gather Information 8 (+10) Knowledge (streetwise) 8 (+10) Language 1 (English [native], Spanish) Notice 8 (+10) Sense Motive 8 (+10) Sleight of Hand 12 (+15) Stealth 12 (+15) Feats: 12PP Acrobatic Bluff 2 (move action) Attack Specialization (Stun) Benefit (use acrobatics for climb) Contacts Dodge Focus 2 Hide in Plain Sight Improvised Tools Skill Mastery 2 (Acrobatics, Disable Device, Escape Artist, Gather Information, Notice, Sense Motive, Sleight of Hand, Stealth) Uncanny Dodge (auditory) Powers: 15 = 15PP Stun 7 (Extras: Alternate Save [Will], Sleep; Power Feats: Sedation) ("touch of sleep", mutation) [15pp] Drawbacks: (-0) + (-0) = -0PP DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch Toughness 15 (Staged) Damage (Physical) Stun Touch Will 17 (Staged) Dazed or Stunned or Unconscious Totals: Abilities (26) + Combat (26) + Saving Throws (6) + Skills (20) + Feats (12) + Powers (15) - Drawbacks (0) = 105/106 Power Points

Rift and Life Knight thread. The Club is Infinity, described on page 56 of the Freedom City The NPCs are (AA's Oddballs) Living Vampire (Wrath), Qedeshat (Lust), Power Thief (Greed, though replace the Fatigue 7/Mimic 7 with Mimic 12 and bump the melee attack bonus to 8) For their human forms, I'll take suggestions one what they look like.

It was the middle of the evening, deep in someone's mother's basement. Three unlikely summoners were reading over a book they bought from an occult store in Riverside. The owner promised it held arcane secrets and would only let them have it if they would never bring it back. The three were wary, but this was the ticket to power! Little did the summoners know they were doing the owner a favor, but they didn't care. Drawing the circles and chanting the words exactly like they were in the book, the portal opened and asked them what they wished. "I wish to summon Wrath," the first one spoke, "It's power will give me the strength, vigor and ferocity to lay low my foes." "I wish to summon Lust," the second one spoke, "It's power will make me irresistable to anyone who lays eyes upon me." "I wish to summon Greed, the third one spoke, "With it's power I can buy what these other two are wanting." Before the other two summoners had the time to scowl at the quip, the portal burst forth and three entities burst forth from it. They looked like protean chaos monsters at first, but quickly adopted more human forms. While in human form they looked over their surroundings and cackled with glee. "Fools!" Wrath shouted, "You forgot the binding circles!" "We're out of here, suckers," Lust winked and the three demons were gone! The three summoners were shocked! Not only did it work, but the power they had summoned was on the loose. They made a pact with each other to never tell anyone about this and find some literature on binding circles. --- Wrath, Lust and Greed hit the town in their human forms. They decided to stick together for the night and watch each other's backs. Birds of a feather flock together. Lust, being the persuasive one, suggested they go somewhere fun and enjoy themselves. A nightclub, she hypothesized, would have aeverything they were looking for. Wrath wanted to hurt things. Lust wanted pretty things. Greed wanted everything. So they all agreed.After a few let downs, they found a pretty good jumpin night club. Live music? check. Tons of people? check. Energy through the roof? check. It was time to make their moves.

"Oh," Wesley said with surprised recognition, "You meant why didn't I tell this Freedom League yet!" He chuckled, "The thought had not crossed my mind until now. To tell you the truth, the first thing I did when I got back was call you. I needed to know if I was home for real." He smiled at Caroline, "You were the first person I thought of." He stopped to think for a moment and scratched his head, "Is there a procedure for this? I just can't go to Freedom Hall and say 'I was zapped to another world for ten months', can I? Then again, I'm sure they have technology for that, right?" He smiled again and reached for Caroline's hand, "I'm guessing there's only one way to find out."

"She didn't die," Wesley assured, "being part divine is what saved her from the plague." He hung his head, "The supers of that world didn't have much in the ways of immunities like we do around here." He looked up again, "The 'Freedom League' of that world, Militia Romana, were the first hit. Even the ones that could resist it found that the plague was too strong for them. They were superhuman, but human nonetheless." He smiled a small smile, "there were superhumans that got under the radar though."

"Her name was Drusilla," Wesley gazed off in remembrance, "She was part divine. Until I was captured, she helped me around the world explaining things. Even taught me the language." He blinked his glassy stare away and looked at Caroline with a smile. "While the gods refused to interfere with the plight of mortals, she wanted to see the world live. Seeing as there was no god lockout in this world they could have helped, but they didn't. Choosing to wait out and begin anew. The whole ascension thing finally got them off their high horse. During the last month I was there we were together again." He paused, "We were just friends. I really wish you could have met her. She was a very nice person."

Wesley shook his head no. "While the world was pretty much like ours, there were a lot of changes. When we were searching for spots to cure, Freedom City was the first place I suggested. My guide had informed me that Freedom City did not exist in this reality. Not like I remembered it. The 'hub of activity' on this world was Rome. Before the depopulation plague started, the world was ruled by the Roman Empire. Remember when I said everyone spoke Latin?" He shook his head again, "she spoke of it very well. I would have liked to seen it before evil me got a hold of it."

Wesley was expecting the question of where in the world he had been. He was just not sure how to start! He took a deep breath and looked in to Caroline's eyes, "Before I start, I want to remind you, weirder things have happened." After a short pause to see if her reaction, he continued, "Here's the short version: After I left your place, I was unwillingly transported to another world. This world was much like our own, except is was ravaged by a plague. That and everyone spoke Latin. Well, except for the person who transported me there. She informed me that this planet was diseased by a mad man. over the next few months we visited hotspots of diseased places and with my powers cleaned them up. Somewhere along the line I was captured by the mad man. It was me. Well, a much more powerful me. He called himself the Knight of Death. I had heard the name mentioned before by the people, but never put two and two together. He offered me a place within his rulership and if I didn't, there would be consequences. I wasn't about to do that. So he too a part of my brain out. Not the most pleasant feeling in the world. I... I lost my sight and 'sight' with that little trick. I could grow it back, but i couldn't see the life force anymore. I tried to escape but he kept outsmarting me. Finally, about a month ago, he let me free. Well, not totally free. He wished for me to 'witness his glorious ascension into godhood'. Yeah, evil me was not really sane. So my final attempt to escape was not the easiest in the world, but I had divine help. They imbued me with their powers and I fought the Knight of Death to a standstill. It looked hopeless until he offered me a chance to rule with him again. And then I saw it, he was only powerful when he had the upper hand. I could have left anytime if I hadn't doubted I could. And then he exploded. Over the next month I cleaned up what the evil me had done. They eventually dubbed me the Knight of Life. When all was said and done, the gods took back their power and sent me home." He finally breathed out and smiled, "I could tell you the long version?"

Wesley was glad he had a couple bucks left. The doughnut was greasy as all get out and the coffee was almost sludge, but it was either that or standing outside. He hoped Caroline wouldn't be too angry. He had a long story to tell if she would listen to it. He wondered what happened in her life. What happened to the world? There was a bit of city rubble, more than usual, that he wanted to ask about. It took a while for Caroline to get there. Luckily he could adjust his metabolism to make that coffee and doughnut last forever. Though he didn't have to wait forever. When Caroline walked in the doorhe wiped his mouth and stood up. She looked a little mussed, but he didn't care. Walking over to her, he smiled, "It, it's good to see you again." Not knowing her mood, he silently offered to take her hand.

When Caroline answered, Wesley smiled. He knew she couldn't see him, but it was such a relief. Seeing as the shop owner only gave him a minute, he had to start speaking. Though it was hard, getting slightly choked up. He cleared his throat and began to speak, "Caroline, it's Wesley. It's good to hear you again." He paused for a second to sink in his own happiness. "I need to talk to you in person." He looked to the guy behind the counter and whispered, "What's this place's name?" "Bob's Coffee and Doughnuts," he replied loud enough for Caroline to hear. Not that Wesley was aiming for that, Bob was just loud. "Can you meet me at Bob's Coffee and Doughnuts? It's on Kane Road," Wesley said talking to the phone again.

Life Knight Begin Again

for completeness.

In a spark, Wesley was back in the world he left almost ten months ago. There was so much he had done while gone. He wouldn't say he didn't care about the other world. There were some nice and brave people there. But he was home. Surely there was things to take care of. The first thing on his mind was to find out where he was. Growing a pair of wings he shot up into the sky. He was in The Fens. He remembered his time with Caroline. Sh was the first person on his agenda. After going to her apartment, he found that she didn't live there anymore. He apologized to the current owners and left to hit up a phone book. Luckily she was listed, no address though. No phone service in this dimension. Set in his one minded goal, he found the nearest shop and asked them to borrow their phone. And the phone rang.

Huh, i missed that. Moved it to Flight to get Move-By action