Synius

I'll hold onto my HP for now. carry on

"Well that's rather rude." He wasn't sure exactly what that would have done to him, but he was sure that it would be most unpleasant. His bolts didn't seem to get through to this guy, which was rather irritating. he took a moment, and wondered how he might get through. While he was thinking, there was no sense in standing idle. He took a look around the room, and picked a new target.

Can't shoot one of the guys holding the mirror, it might fall. So that leaves one of the grunts. He gave a quick blast, reaching out toward one of the lizards, trying not to hit one of the friendlies. The shot goes wide, putting a little burn mark on the wall behind the creature.

gigawatt isn't sure about that magician, so he's going to zap one of the grunts. I believe they're all in close combat, and i have no precise shot so 1d20+1 = 10. Methinks that will not be hitting

"Well, that was entertaining. Hope they can get this cleaned up quickly." Gigawatt looked over the scrap. "Did any civilians not get out in time?" he asked no one in particular. He hoped not, that would add a rather sour note to this whole thing.

He took stock of himself. he was rather low on power. He'd need to rest for a while before he'd be back at full strength. A nap sounded good anyway.

Gigawatt rushed forward. All his time with the helicopter had the others to deal with the bots. There were a lot less now, but they needed to be destroyed before they got into the city. Such fun he had. It was a wonder that he had never rushed headlong into a dangerous situation to blow things up on a regular basis before the accident.

He gathered a large amount of energy as he headed toward the swarm. it worked out so well last time around. sure he was a little drained, but he'd have time to sleep later. He released the energy into the swarm. He wondered how big the boom would be this time around.

Gigawatt is going to move close to the horde, and hit em with the area blast he stunted turn 1. Blast 4(Affects corporeal, area(burst)) unless i am mistaken.

No attack roll for area, iirc, so a wind up, a pitch, and a boom. hopefully some of them will fall down.

I'm using it as a "This is him not at full strength." I'm planning on upping those every now and again, to show him getting back into things, remembering things he'd forgotten, etc etc

Gigawatt gets a 17 for the first notice, and a whole 13 on the second

There goes a wonderfully placid day. What is it about this town that draws all the weirdos and super powered psychopaths? Gigawatt took a quick hop over to the mirror room, where all the noises were coming from, and got a look at the situation. Help already here, 3 guards, 3 priority targets. Guards have the mirror, need to keep them away from that. Alright, the other heroes didn't seem to have a coherent plan, so they could go anywhere. The mirror was a nice obvious target, but he doubted it was going anywhere fast. Robed folks first. One was down, one was up, and one was flying. Well, that seemed like the perfect target for him. He flew into the room and called out "It's very rude to be shouting in a museum." He said, just before sending a bolt of lightning his way.

Gigawatt flys to the door, takes a quick look around, finishes his move, and then zaps the High Sorcerer with a bolt of lightning. let's see if Gigawatt can hit the lizard. 1d20+5 =23

Characters Name: The Ghost of Atlantis

Power Level:10 (150/150PP)

Trade-Offs: None

Unspent PP: 0

Gold Status: 0/30

Alternate Identity:John Milton

Age: 30 years

Gender: Male

Height: 6 feet tall

Weight: 175 lbs

Eyes: Brown

Hair: Brown

Description: John Milton has an average build, for his size, not having much muscle on him. He doesn't have any scars, or blemishes, but he does sport a short beard. He wears mostly t-shirts and jeans.

When the Spirit manifests, it takes the form of a gray-skinned man with yellow eyes and short white hair. He appears wearing a blue suit, with black dress shoes, most of the time, though he does change things every now and again.

History: John is the only son of a moderately wealthy family. As a kid, he had been fascinated by the heroes and villains that ran around the city. He did everything he could to see them in action.

Eventually he went off to college, and graduated FCU with his bachelors in Business. He intended to take over his fathers small bookstore, but his father sold it to a family friend, telling his son that he needed to make his own way. At present, he owns and operates a bar and grill. He doesn't like it too much, but it pays the bills, and gives him plenty of free time.

The Spirit was trapped in a medallion for hundreds of years, from what he tells John. He was a sorcerer in the days of Atlantis and Lemuria. He was captured by the Serpent people after he had stolen a tome of power, and sent it to another plane. When he refused to tell them where he'd sent it, they imprisoned him in the medallion, hoping isolation would loosen his tongue. It never did, and the medallion passed many hands before it came to John.

Personality & Motivation: John loves life. He goes to concerts when his bands are in town, and drinks with his friends. He likes to joke and party. So why does he throw himself into danger? He considers it a duty, something that needs to be done. Instead of joining the military, or the police, he'd serve his country a different way.

The Spirit could tear itself from the amulet, trap John forever if he really wanted to. But he'd finally come into the hands of a good hearted man. Before, he was passed from one greedy sorcerer to the next, hoping the promise of freedom would make him tell of his power. Now he can help humanity flourish, even if he needed to push John a little bit every now and then.

Powers & Tactics: The Spirit has forgotten some of the spells he used to know, but remembers many useful abilities. He will often use clouds of smoke, or invisibility to confuse his enemies before he strikes.

He always tries to incapacitate an enemy before he'll try to harm it. He'll usually attempt to trap his enemy in ephemeral chains, or blind them before he resorts to harming them physically.

Complications:

Big Eater: Because they are two seperate people, both John and the Spirit need to eat.

Changing Form: John must call out the Spirit's name, Balthazar, before he can use any of his powers

Last Atlantian: The Spirit didn't know about the sinking of Atlantis until almost 5 hundred years after it had happened, being stuck in the medallion. He now considers himself the last True Atlantian. He holds no animosity for those inhabiting it now, but they are not the people he remembers.

Manager: John's bar is staffed by competent folks, but he needs to be there at times to make sure everything is taken care of

In Brief: Average man with a magical partner.

Stats: 0+4+0+2+2+6 = 14pp

Str: 10 (+0)

Dex: 14/20 w/Spirit's Agility (+2/+5)

Con: 10 (+0)

Int: 12 (+1)

Wis: 12 (+1)

Cha: 16/20 w/Spirit's Charm (+3/+5)

Combat: 16+16 = 32pp

Attack: +8

Grapple: +8

Defense: +8(+4 flat-footed)

Knockback: -0/-7 w/force field

Initiative: +2/+5 w/Spirit's Agility/+6 w/Improved Init/+9 with both

Saves: 7+3+7 = 17pp

Toughness: +0/+10 (+0 Con, +10 force field, 5 impervious)

Fortitude: +7 (+0 Con, +7 other)

Reflex: +5/+8 (+2/+5 Dex, +3 other)

Will: +8 (+1 Wis, +7 other)

Skills: 52r = 13pp

Acrobatics 5 (+10)

Concentration 8 (+9)

Knowledge(Arcane Lore) 12 (+13)

Knowledge (Business) 8 (+9)

Language 1(English, Ancient Atlantian(native))

Notice 5 (+6)

Search 5 (+6)

Sense Motive 8(+9)

Feats: 5pp

Benefit Wealth 1 (Owns bar)

Contacts

Eidetic Memory

Improved Initiative

Ritualist

Powers: 6+4+6+15+34+2+2= 69pp

Comprehend 3(Understand spoken languages, Be Understood when Speaking 2) 6 pp

Enhanced Charisma 4(Spirit's Charm) 4pp

Enhanced Dexterity 6(Spirit's Agility) 6pp

Force Field 10(Impervious 5) 15pp

Magic Array 12(24 pp, 10 AP) 34pp

BE:Teleport 21(Feats: Change Direction, Change Velocity, Turnabout, Flaw: Short Range (-1/r)) {24pp}

AP:Blast 10(Arcane Bolt, Feats: Accurate) {21pp}

AP:Dazzle 8(Visual Senses, Extras: Area(Burst)){24pp}

AP:ESP 5(Visual and Auditory Senses, 5 miles) {15pp}

AP:Invisibility 4 {8pp}

AP:Mental Blast 6 {24 pp}

AP:Morph 4(Humans) {8pp}

AP:Nullify 10(Magic) {20pp}

AP:Snare 8(Extras: Area(Burst) {24pp}

AP:Obscure 4(Visual and Olfactory, 50 ft radius) {12pp}

AP:Telepathy 5(5 mile range) {10pp}

Immunity 2(Aging, Own Powers) 2pp

Super Senses 2(Detect Magic, Ranged) 2pp

DC Block:

Unarmed –- DC 15/toughness –- Damage

Arcane Bolt 10 –- DC 25/toughness –- Damage

Dazzle 8 –- DC 18 Reflex/DC 18 Fortitude recover –- Blinded

Mental Blast 6 –- DC 23/will –- Damage

Snare 8 –- DC 18 Reflex –- entangled, bound & helpless

Costs: Abilities (14) + Combat (32) + Saves (17) + Skills (13) + Feats (5) + Powers (69) = 150pp

He hadn't realized how tiring this would be. He started to fly toward the safe end of the bridge, away from the fight and the bugbots. The last thing these people needed was to be in the middle of this. "Hold on tight, we may experience some turbulence."He called to the folks inside.

He heard the machines speaking as one, and started flying as fast as he could, with the helicopter in tow. He needed to get back to the fight, and stop this nonsense, but first he needed to get these folks to safety. 'Couldn't have hung back, couldn't stay a safe distance. No, you needed to get a good shot. Why do some people never think.' he thought. The whole scene was a nightmare. The bridge too close to falling, the damn bots eating everything in sight, making new ones.

He set the helicopter about 1000 feet from the fight. "Please be careful getting off. Thank you for flying AirSuper." He was already flying back. There was work to be done.

Gigawatt is going to use his last HP to get rid of some fatigue.

Now I get to fly with the CHOPPA

Gigawatt hovered in from of a case. He wasn't too much into history, but one needed to keep up with the new cultural wonders that got passed from city to city. Still, he most likely wasn't going to get to see they're new Aztec exhibit. Too many folks, and he was crashing. It was difficult when you couldn't spend money, but he figured the 10 bucks would works itself out somewhere along the way. He'd recharge a power station before he went to sleep, or something.

Still, it was a wonder what people got done, back in the day. Pyramids, Sphinx's, and who knows what else buried in the sands. Still, he wished he'd get to see the new stuff they had rolling in. All sorts of fun rumors going around about what was actually in the new exhibit. Oh well. No ticket, no view. The rest was just as fun to see. He heard footsteps, and hopped inside one of the hanging lights. Wouldn't do for someone to call the guards. Couldn't stay if they asked him to leave.

I art here

I volunteer Gigawatt. He'll scalp some SHADOW for ya

The Norse gods? Nazis? He remembered something about Super soldiers and world war two, but he hadn't really taken history seriously. It seemed so absurd. "You're telling me that in the 1940s, the Nazi's made magic powers. And they used those magic powers to call up a god. And after they called him up, he joined up with them. Have I got this down so far?" Gigawatt tried to keep his tone neutral. He didn't want the winged guy to think he was jerkin him around. The last thing he needed was to test if he could be harmed by holy fire.

He turned to the one he considered an expert on the subject. "Is that true?"Truth was what mattered, and if it was true, there would be some unfortunate implications. Still, he wanted to check before thinking farther. The guy hadn't shown himself entirely objective when it came to the others. It seemed ridiculous to think, though. Norse Nazis?

"I wouldn't have believed you if you had told me what was going to happen. 'Touch this big rock and you'll get to talk with a lady who calls herself Norn?' I would have grabbed it to prove you were mistaken. I'm under the impression that gem is sort of a door way, and that anyone who touches it gets an amusing experience like mine." He was fairly certain that's the way it worked, although there was the possibility that she had triggered something. He hadn't seen her do anything, but that didn't mean there wasn't anything to see.

He turned to the Angel"Can I assume the same restrictions you placed on her also go for you? I mean no disrespect, I'm just curious on the interaction with the difference forces at work here." If these were intelligent people, he assumed that they would have come to the agreement that all of them follow the same rules. But this didn't always work in practice, so there was the real possibility that each pantheon had individual rules. Assuming of course, that there were more than one. The Norn hadn't answered that question.

Gigawatt

WDTR

A Meeting in the Park

SHADOW Falls

Normal angry conversation one can ignore. You can sometimes even ignore shouting. But the two holy warriors had become a force to be reckoned with. One that a fellow couldn't really ignore. Now he was curious to see what supernatural what-not this Phantom would unleash, but at the same time, he wondered if that might not just throw fuel on the fire. Still, the pair needed to be stopped before they came to blows. He wasn't exactly sure how that fight would go, but he suspected that the statue would most likely fall at some point, cause that's the way things went when you fought like that.

"Ya know, if you guys wanted your argument to be heard all over town, I could have just called. These some people in Grenville who didn't hear you. Damn." He looked over to Phantom. "I don't envy you your job if this is what you're dealing with all day."

Gigawatt nodded, hardly paying attention to the other two. When they were done comparing the sizes of the weapons, he'd pay attention again. "So you're like the inter-dimensional police, eh? That must be a lot of fun. Does this sort of thing," he jerked his head toward the other two, "happen a lot, or is this the exception?" He wondered what sort of conflict he'd opened himself to.

He hoped that this sorta thing would be rare. He sorta doubted it though, if there needed to be a special sort of police for just such an occasion. "Wonder what would happen if a guy calling himself Heracles found his way over here."

Gigawatt didn't really know what has going on, but things seemed to be heating up. he'd never really gotten an answer on "is there on than one pantheon. So this could be nothing but a dispute over whos names were better, or it could be over who's dad had a better garden in the back. If things were going to break out, something told him he wouldn't be able to stop them.

He looked at the one called Phantom. "So, what exactly is it that you do. Aside from watching that is?" She seemed to at least know things, which was more than he could say for himself. He couldn't really place the stranger, either. Valkyrie and the Angel had taken their own sides. He wondered who 'Phantom' backed.

Gigawatt was tired. Physically, he had a decent amount of charge built up. Mentally, emotionally, he had just been through the wringer. He didn't really have any anger left, though he was surprised to see there were guests. One he recognized, the feathers, the armor. He'd seen enough TV to know an icon when he saw one. The other one was a total mystery. Entrance: Impressive. The whole brooding darkness thing, less so. What was it about times like this that brought everyone out of the wood works?

"I will have questions for you later. Goodness only knows what you'll answer." He looked over the others, wondering what they were doing here. "Tell me the truth, you're here to get the secret Odin decoder rings, right?" There didn't seem to be any other explanation, aside from general boredom. But then, who could know the inside of any of these folks. With what he'd seen thusfar, he wasn't ready to discount anything.