Thunder King

Basement: Cat-Sith (with Blackstaff and Ouroboros) Cat-Sith had been disoriented for a moment and saw that he was now in the basement. Great, away from the pretty girls and the fun gathering of colorful people, and stuck in the cellar of an old building. Luckily, though, he heard Ouroboros mention that the door was locked, so he could at least be useful there. He had no magic other than his shapeshifting, but living on the streets of Freedom had lead him develop certain...skills. Cat-Sith reached into his pocket and pulled out a small lockpicking kit. He walked over to the door. "This building is pretty old, and the lock is pretty old, too." He fiddled around for a moment, and heard a satisfying click. "Lucky me." He opened the door slowly.

Cat-Sith Simon blinked. "I heard there was magic on All Hallow's Eve being done. I couldn't think of a more interesting place to be than right here. I don't have any magic to do myself, other than turning into a cat. Where else would I be, but the most interesting place to be?" He didn't get up from his luxurious chair, for fear that someone might steal his spot.

Cat-Sith The small cat in the chair stretched out like a cat for a moment before shifting and growing in mass as he moved. Moments later. Simon, in his simple costume, was sitting in the chair instead of the cat. He leaned back. He looked almost comically small in the large upholstered chair, and smugly content with his luxurious choice of seat. He was enjoying the show of colorful, interesting people.

Cat-Sith is going to try to look around the exterior of the building and see if there are any open windows he can spy into, and if there's anyone in them. If there are any people on any of the other floors, he'll figure it out. I assume Charlie's drone will follow him so he can also observe. Since Simon can't talk in cat form. 28 Stealth (Skill Mastery) 13 For notice. I don't really want to blow an HP this early into the thread

Adam took a deep breath. He was excited, and somewhat nervous. He had never been this far from home. He grinned at his wonderful girlfriend, who had managed everything admirably. He was wearing a pair of jeans and a short sleeved shirt. If anyone noticed the scarring on his arms, they said nothing. "Thank you, sweetheart, for making the arrangements." He gave her an appreciative hug. "It's times like this that I wish I was a bit...shorter." He was grateful for having his own cabin, considering his height. The bed looked comfortable enough. He had brought his Switch, his tablet, his laptop and enough clothes. Of course he could carry all of his gear effortlessly, so it didn't matter, much.

tagging, JUST in case

Simon was not a mage. He did not have magic powers, but, he was a creature of magic. He managed to sneak in, in cat form, behind one of the people. He climbed up on to a chair, still in his cat form, and curled up a bit. His yellow eyes were the only thing that belied his intelligence, as he was clearly watching the conversation. Anyone who could sense magic, however, would know him for what he was. He did not understand magic, but wondered, perhaps, if he should try to learn it.

Simon had been quietly observing his new teammates. He'd been told that these were his team of future heroes, and had been asked to help out. He was in cat form, sticking to the shadows. He made sure not to lose his teammates, keeping an eye on them as he snuck around. A little black cat with a white spot on his chest wove in and out of the area. He never lost track of them, and he suspected that some of them would at least have an idea where he was. He knew better than to assume he could take any sort of leadership position, rather, he felt like he would be best suited as a sort of forward scout. After all, Freedom still had a great number of stray cats. What was one more?

Tagging

Initiative for Talos; 12 Huh, not fast,

Talos folded his arms. "YOU FLESHY HUMANS ACQUIRED VALUABLE TECHNOLOGY FROM THE CURATOR." He glared at them. "NONE OF YOU POSSESS THE INTELLECT, THE COLD, MACHINELIKE THOUGHT PROCESSES TO TRULY GRASP THE POWER YOU POSSESSED. YOU COULD NOT CONCEIVE OF THE POTENTIAL THAT YOU SO FOOLISHLY LOCKED AWAY. I HAVE SPIRITED THE TECH TO RURLAND, WHERE IT WILL BE FAR MORE USEFUL." "I HAVE SATISFIED YOUR CURIOSITY." The lord of Rurland said with a cold fury, there was anger in his robotic voice.. "SOON YOU WILL DESPAIR AT THE COST YOU PAID FOR THIS KNOWLEDGE."

"I believe he's new to this, too. As for me, I'm not worried about going back. I was living on the streets, barely getting by, working my fingers to the bone just to get a meal. Here I'm in better, cleaner company and I haven't gone to bed hungry yet. Much better. Though I imagine further into the future is even more intriguing and, unlike me, you probably have people to get back to." He shrugged. "I know nothing of my roommate, but I assume he's a good fellow, all of you are"

"...noob?" Simon muttered to himself, confused. "Greetings, friends. I am Simon, newly come to this school. I was born in 1742, spent 263 years stuck as a common housecat, and..." At that, Simon again transformed into a cat, shrinking down. He then shifted back. "I realize that I am strange, but I seem to be among strange people."

"Greetings! I was welcomed here quite a while ago, so I was not on the tour. It's a strange place, wondrous, really. You have some sort of magic, too?" Simon said with a smile. The future certainly was strange. He motioned to Owain. "He and I are both new here."

Simon shook his hand firmly "I'm Simon, named after the apostle by my father. I'm not from the Otherworld, but from the past. I was born over two hundred years ago, but I spent most of that time...hm, easier to show than say." At that, he put his bags down and suddenly turned opaque and quite quickly turned into a small black cat with a white spot on it's chest. After a few moments of that, he shifted back into human form and picked up his bags again. "Spent a couple hundred years in the form of a common cat. It was magic I believe."

A short boy with a long haircut slinked into the room. He had insisted that he needed to enter the school on his own. He carried his scant personal possessions in a second-hand suitcase in one hand, a backpack on his back and a duffel bag in the other hand. He didn't seem to struggle with the weight. When he saw Gawain, he smiled broadly. He walked towards the other young man and looked upward. "Greetings, friend! I'm new here as well. Sorry, I'm afraid I'm not an Eagle. I'm a different kind of animal. I must say the world has turned into a fascinating place. Also everyone seems to have gotten so much taller, I'm still getting used to it."

Fixed the formatting issues on Personality and Motivation and the combat section. Added a note that the +8 is for human and +10 is for cat form in terms of attack bonuses. I also calculated the cat grapple I added an extra skill rank to acrobatics and escape artist to bring it to a full 72 ranks. I cut the Instant Up and Improvised Tools feats to compensate for the real cost of the Cat Form, and noted the proper cost in the powers section. In addition, I noted the new Feats total (25) and new Powers total (60).

NEW STUDENTS Name: Simon Gray Codename: Cat-Sith Year: Sophomore Pronouns: He/His Prospective Roommate: Someone who isn't allergic to cats. Goal: To learn to live in the new world he's found himself in, to adapt to it. He likes the future and all it's accompanying stuff, he just needs to learn to catch up. Favourite Music: He doesn't remember any specific songs, but he likes drums, fiddles and flutes. Modern music is weird, but he's getting into it.

Cat-Sith Power Level: 8/10 (150/153) Unspent Power Points: 3 Trade-Offs: None (Human), +2 Atk/-2 Damage, +2 Def/-2 Toughness (cat) In Brief: Teenage shapeshifter from the colonial period. Alternate Identity: Simon Gray (Secret) Birthplace: Rural New Jersey Residence: Freedom City Base of Operations: Claremont Academy Occupation: Student Affiliations: Claremont students Family: None living Description Age: 16 (Born August 15th, 1742) Gender: Male Ethnicity: Caucasian Height: 5’4” Weight: 120 Eyes: Blue Hair: Black Description: Simon is short, slender and fit, with shoulder length black hair that he usually wears in a low ponytail. He carries himself with a bit of arrogance and a lot of caution. He favors loose hanging shirts and pants, mimicking the kinds of clothing he wore in his own time. In cat form, he’s an average sized black cat with a small white spot on his chest and yellow eyes. He possesses no visible supernatural traits. His costume consists of a loose fitting black shirt, a pair of plain black pants and a face mask that covers the top of his head, revealing only his eyes. His belt has a few small pouches for various essentials, also all in black. He also wears a pair of comfortable black boots. History: Simon was born in 1742 to Aaron and Sarah Gray in the colony of New Jersey. Aaron was a strict pastor who insisted on a basic education. Simon’s mother passed away in 1750. Over the next two years, Aaron grew increasingly strict, eventually provoking Simon to run away from home, fleeing in the night until he reached Freedom. Simon spent the next five years living on the street, working whatever odd jobs he could, falling back to theft when work was more scarce. He would pick pockets and break into shops and houses. One night, however, he stole the wrong object, a small statue of a cat. He managed to evade any attempts at capture, but the object itself got it’s revenge, turning Simon into a common house cat. He was black, with a small white patch of fur on his chest. The statue was retrieved by the original owner, and Simon was stuck as a cat. Simon discovered that he did not age in cat form, and if he was killed, he would be restored to life almost immediately, with all wounds healed. Over the next 263 years, Simon was killed eight times in various circumstances. On October 31st of 2020, he was spotted by a 4 year old girl who lived in an apartment building that he had been hunting around. He wandered into the city and came back to find that the apartment was on fire. The girl had gotten separated from her parents when they tried to flee the building, but the fire spread too quickly and they weren’t able to get to her. Simon climbed into the building, found that she had fled to her apartment, and lured her out of the smoke to the fire escape. The firefighters were able to see her and save her. However, the smoke he inhaled proved to be too much, and he collapsed. He assumed he was dead. However, he woke up and found himself naked, and cold. He stole some clothes as quickly as he could, and ran around the entirety of Freedom City, freaking out and evading the authorities. Eventually, they were able to bring him in, and after a while, he was enrolled in Claremont Academy after his 16th birthday. Personality & Motivation: Simon is clever, likable, and witty. Even though he was born in the 18th century, he actually prefers the modern day. As a thief, he associated with all sorts of criminals and outcasts. He’s sympathetic to those who turn to crime out of desperation, and detests bullies and those who exploit the poor. While he’s not necessarily interested in being a superhero, he will try to protect and help people if presented with a chance to. Powers & Tactics: As a short, 16 year old kid, Simon learned how to fight on the streets, and learned how to fight dirty. Now that he has superhuman powers, he fights aggressively if he can afford to, but will fall back to evasive tactics if pressed. When he needs subtlety and stealth, he relies on his cat form. He prefers to avoid humans in cat form, but he will use it to appear endearing if he needs to. He’s capable of fighting in his cat form, and sometimes will if pressed. Power Descriptions: When Simon changes form, his whole body turns opaque and black, shifting as his body’s form changes to that of a housecat or a human. Observers can see the change, but not the grisly details. The process happens extremely quickly. Complications: Kitty!: Sometimes, being a cat is an asset, but sometimes humans find him endearing and want to pet him, pick him up, or otherwise interfere with whatever tasks he’s trying to accomplish. Meow?: As a cat, Simon cannot talk. While he might find some other way to communicate, he cannot verbally communicate. Uhhh?: Simon reads at a fourth grade reading level. While that was fine back in the 1700s, nowadays he’s way behind. His poor literacy could prove problematic in a pinch. Paws Off: In cat form, Simon has no hands. He’s incapable of tasks that require opposable thumbs or movable fingers. While he can turn back into a human readily, he might find himself needing to stay in cat form and also perform tasks he cannot perform with paws. Kid out of Time: Simon missed out on 264 years of human history. He doesn’t understand modern pop culture or technology, though he is trying to catch up. Abilities: 4 + 4 + 4 + 6 + 4 + 8 = 30PP Strength: 26/18*/14** (+8/+4/+2) Dexterity: 28/14 (+9/+2**) Constitution: 22/14 (+6/+2**) Intelligence: 16 (+3) Wisdom: 14 (+2) Charisma: 18 (+4) * In Cat Form ** Depowered Combat: 6 + 6 = 12PP Initiative: +9 Attack: +8*/+10** Melee, +3 Ranged Defense: +6/+8 (+3 Base, +5 Dodge Focus), +2 Flat-Footed Grapple: +16/+12 Knockback: -4 *Human **Cat Saving Throws: 0 + 1 + 4 = 5PP Toughness: +8/+6 (+8 Con/+6*) Fortitude: +6/+2 (+6 Con, +0) Reflex: +10/+9/+3 (+9 Dex, +1 Base) Will: +6 (+2 Wis, +4) * In Cat Form Skills: 72R = 18PP Acrobatics 10 (+19) SM Bluff 6 (+10) Climb 4 (+8) Diplomacy 10 (+14) SM Disguise 0 (+4/+14*) Disable Device 10 (+7) Escape Artist 7 (+16) Notice 10 (+12) Sleight of Hand 6 (+15) SM Stealth 9 (+18) SM *While in Cat Form Feats: 25PP Acrobatic Bluff Attack Focus (Melee) 5 Dodge Focus 5 Evasion 2 Fast Acrobatic Bluff Hide in Plain Sight Luck 2 Move-by-action Power Attack Quick Change Set Up Skill Mastery (Acrobatics, Diplomacy, Sleight of Hand, Stealth) Takedown Attack 2 Uncanny Dodge (scent) Powers: 48 + 12 + 0 = 60PP All powers have the magic descriptor Cat Powers (Container) Enhanced Constitution 8 (8PP) Enhanced Dexterity 14 (14PP) Enhanced Strength 12 (12PP) Leaping 3 [Jumping distance x10, 180 ft long jump, 90 ft standing, 45 high jump] (3PP) Protection 2 (2PP) Speed 3 [50 mph, 440 ft/round] (3PP) Super-Movement 2 [Slow-fall, Sure-Footed 1 (25% penalty reduction) (4PP) Super-Senses 2 [low-light vision, scent] (2PP) Cat Form (Container) Damage 1 [PF; Mighty] (2PP) Shrinking 8 (8PP) Morph 2 [1 form, Cat, +10 to disguise] (2PP) ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC 23 Damage Cat Claws Touch DC 22 Damage Unarmed* Touch DC 17 Damage *No powers Totals: Abilities (30) + Combat (12) + Saving Throws (5) + Skills (18) + Feats (25) + Powers (60) - Drawbacks (0) = 150/153 Power Points

Adam will go with Lulu

"I don't have a specific timetable, but I'd ideally like it gone by the end of the summer. I agree with testing the teleporter matrix. We have sensors that should be able to detect the mass of the Doom Forge and map it out in it's entirety. We map out the Doom Forge, key it to that specific mass as much as we can, and then test the teleportation matrix on an equivalent amount of soil somewhere else, just to make sure it'll work without issues. We can see about putting that soil back immediately. Obviously, we won't be returning the Doom Forge. Taking what you just said in mind, I think I can whip up a new proprietary drone control unit to plant the teleportation matrix."

"That is an excellent point, that's why we've brought people in. As for the teleport effect, well, I'll need to determine the precise dimensions of the Doom Forge in order to make sure we can get rid of it. The Terminus is all about entropy, so I have to assume we would need to alter our calculations to potentially compensate for any interference the Doom Forge itself could provide." He sat back, and took a deep breath. "I've come up with a series of pylons that would relay the teleportation signal between them, based roughly on how my own teleportation powers work. I would place them around the Doom Forge and key them specifically to the Doom Forge's own...unique energy signal. Then, the entire Doom Forge would be teleported elsewhere." He looked at the other three people at the table. "Thoughts?"

Voltage took a deep breath. "Welcome, everyone, thanks for coming. We need to get rid of this thing. I don't know what sort of danger it presents now." "I have tried to study the Doom Forge to the best of my ability. I'm not an expert on the Terminus, though I do know a lot about technology. My first proposal is simple, in a way." "A series of pylons, located around the Doom Forge that would teleport it off world. I realize that doing so could potentially violate treaties or be seen as an act of war, which is why I'd propose teleporting to a location no one would go. The outer edge of a black hole." "If I'm right, the black hole's effect on time and space will render the Doom Forge harmless. I admit, though, I don't know all of the dangers that the Doom Forge could present. I'm open to other ideas, of course." "We would, of course, have to make sure it's empty of all life, and that the area is cleared before we place the pylons."

May 17th, 2021 Early Afternoon The Lab Voltage entered the room, and took a breath. A small crew of drones was busily flying about the room, dropping off pitchers of water and glasses. In addition, each seat had a tablet. He had sent word to Miss A that he was coming up with plans to get rid of the Doomforge in Kingston. She had agreed. He also sent word to the Atoms, in case they had any ideas. They sent their newest ally, Rocket, who would represent them in the discussion. He had plans to expand the scope of the discussion, and then the collective efforts to get rid of it, once the initial discussions were well underway. If he had too many voices in the early phases of the discussion, it might make it harder to establish. He took a deep breath. "I'm ready." He said over the comm.

"I'd like to be there, too." Voltage said. "Both so I can see how you feel about it and to just see the work pay off. I'd like to see your reaction when you get a chance to use it." He set a reminder to contact Claremont so he could make sure they were aware he was coming. He knew where the school was and visited the campus a couple of times. He also wanted to observe the fabrication process. He really appreciated an efficient process.