Exaccus

Moon-moth did not like being angry, it was not a pleasant feeling for him, others like Kharag might enjoy the rush of endorphine and adrenalin, he did not, he refrains from so much as acknowledging Lelak and choose instead not to feed these negative emotions anymore than he already has, to do so would lead him to dark places and more than likely further folly, he had to regain his balance and cool his head if he was to be any help to his friends without his magic. it does not however stop him from reaching out and pushing the button to cut the line with Lelak with a face like someone had just spat the juice of a sour fruit into his eyes. "Movings on."

"forgives my momentary frustrations." he says now somewhat more collected and calm for his little vent "Moon-moth is not usualies like thats, i fear my own powerlessness in this situations is agitating me no no ends, most of my power is investeds in keepings the puppies inside there dimensional window...i fear putting superbabies in there with them will only lead to captain hunger turnings them into an army at some points or anothers." he says as he watches the rockets "There are far too many to play cleans up with..we will have to hopes warning the terrans will be enoughs." he states locking his fingers solemnly "I's sorry i screamed at yous."

<~I been working on the mushroom fields all the live long day~> A blissfully unaware black knight goes about his tedious task of blasting mushrooms and moss to smithereens, having resorted to banal mental activities to keep himself from becoming bored and going home; its not like the farmer even wanted his help after all. Feeling a bit tired he decides to take a break, sitting on a clear patch of soil with his sword in hand and trying to cool off and catch his breath before continuing anymore with this thankless task that'd almost got him shot by that turkey guy. <Wonder if Arna would like to go see a movie with me this weekend....>

"hehehe...probably gonna regret that later...but it'll be a heck of a tale to tell." he says waving blithely after the truck before returning to his task of erradicating the tainted fungus and moss from the field, one 175ft radius explosion at a time, a lesser man might have quit, black knight certainly would've if his sword didn't keep screaming at him. <Wonder if i can plead self defense...sword was sheathed when he shot me.> he muses to himself as he goes about his task in utter silence save for the occasional thrum, of expanding energy erupting from aldonites tip. "Devil worship...ha! i'd have gone for a sweeter deal than cleaning mushrooms out of a overgrown turkey-mans field."

Sighing defeatedly as the few bits of buckshot that do hit him glance from his Armour without nearly the force required to penetrate it "oh please sir can i have some more?" he asks mockingly as he lashes out with his sword, cleaving the shotgun in twain with the greatest of ease before taking a single step forward and leaning in close to the ignoble farmers face. "This is the part where you run away, Screeching like the gigantic turkey you are, Redneck." all trace of patience and bluntness gone from his voice. another tap of his sword opening a portal to the pickup trucks cabin which he then pushes the stunned farmer through "Bye."

"Look Good sir, I mean you and your field no harm, I'm just after the mushrooms." he repeats, patience wearing thin but voice as blunt as a hammer "I Was Summoned here specificly to do that, and whence im done i'll no doubt be returned from whence i came and...wait scientist?" he says turning to face the man. "Hmm...that doesn't bode well..." he mumbles to himself before sheathing his sword before adding as an after thought "I am not affiliated with Satan; last i checked he worked through lawyers not knights." hoping a little bit of light humor might defuse the situation. "Tell me more of this scientist so that i might pursue the villain behind this." he observes the blisters on the mans hands <hmm...the mantle must be protecting me from the poison...>

<Oh goody Americans.> "Cleansing the field of these vile mushrooms." he states matter of Factually, only slightly intimidates by the weapon directed at him but not letting it stop him from loosing his next blast of cleansing destruction; excluded the farmer but not his shotgun from the tidal wave of energy. "You wish that I should stop? take it up with whatever spirit of the earth summoned me to this place to draw forth their poison from the land." he states rather disinterestedly "and learn how to tend your grounds better whilst you're at it."

<Ugh mushrooms are gross...guess this is just a clean up Job then?> hale wonders to himself as he strikes the earth with his sword and unleashes the tides of purple black energy contained within, careful to obliterate only the tainted vegetation and their icky spores, last thing he needed was some ancient spirit of the land being upset with him for killing something he should not have. He gives the field a once over from his visor as he moves to the edge of his "Safe-Zone" and repeats the process. <guess even knights gotta tend the fields huh?>

I think i will use my AoE to destroy the mushrooms and their spores in the area around me before venturing forth.if thats ok.

1d20+10=29

emboldened and encouraged by the shouts of support from the car black knight takes this oppertunity to test his most fearsome power on the unlucky zombie closest to him as he ponders why they don't have horned helmets. <Should probably ask Arna about that later> he moves without hesitation, no pity or worry for the shambled corpse to impede his blows he looses the most fearsome force the sword can muster, the gold of its glow becomes vained with streaks of utterblack energy as it whistles through the air and strikes the enemy zombie with its terrible might, shattering it, but not in the way bone should shatter, indeed it crashes to the ground in fragments as if it were made of delicate glass which further crumbles into powder. "Come Feigr!, Surely you can do better!" he says, attempting to draw out what he suspects is the sorcerer in question.

Accurate attacking for -3/+3 eager to show off for arna and also become familiar with the power he dreads most he shall corrode the viking nearest to him! 1d20+7=25 and make that History check just to see if they're vikings or not. 1d20+4=10 can't be, ain't got horned helmets...maybe its a desecration thingy Feigr did.

Unable to make out much in the darkness of Greenlands winter his next action is rather an obvious one, raising aldonite over his head and willing the blade to shine like a sun in miniature, bathing the surroundings in its intense golden rays of light that illumiate the 10ft radius around him as well as the daylight would. "i say phantasmo, what say you we show these louts what for?" he says, trying to keep the nervous excitement out of his voice, very aware that he needn't worry about holding back the swords wroth against these Undead.

Black knight will activate his light control to attack the darkness!

Ulysses eyes go wide as he realizes where the creature is heading and quicker than he thought he could move he finds himself up rooting a rock on the river bank and hurling it with all his might towards the creature, missing by quite a margine however, as he is unfamiliar with throwing things in such a manner. "its heading towards the town! i doubt they'll be able to get out of its way!" he replies to tundra "we need to re-engage it." he says rather worried, having passed through the town on his way to the plant he had seen it in the midst of a busy day...all those people, all those youngsters in the way of such a terribly powerful and apparently amoral creature troubled him deeply.

shall throw a big rock/chunk of ground at it! 1d20+6=14 missing!

Moon-moth sighs defeated as he slowly starts to float back up towards the aquilla, an angry buzzing in his mind about his team mates haste and the collateral it may have just brought down on the heads of the species on the tiny blue world beyond the window in space time. he walks right in and sits down in his chair "Oh don't yous want to sees the after effects of your blind rushing?" he asks in mock concern "do you not want to see that world be peppered with children of lelaks species because you couldn't wait for me too checks it out!?" he all but screams "welcomes to the baby shower." he gestures out the window towards the pits "scatter fire incubation rockets. its going to be raining intolerant, would-be god kings on that little world...lets hope they're too busy destroying each other and that world to make matters any worse than they are hmm?"

getting out of the car and using lay waste, ill catch a few shadows if i can but im mostly trying to make a break so they can't sneak up behind on the vehicle.

Black knight gives phantasmo a knowing glance and places his paper flower in the back seat of the car, deciding he can finish it off later "Excuse me ladies I believe we're being enroached upon by villains beneath the ice; might be an idea to get clear for I have no clue what power they hold." he states as matter of factly as possible, trying not to sound like he's telling his friends and new crush to go away. but more please leave if it gets dangerous. Clambering with confidence he's unused too and with a new pillar of strength to lean on he walks out infront of the car without so much as a shiver from the extreme cold and raising aldonite of his head flourishes it, the silver of the sword gleaming in the pale light of the moon and dancing between his hands like a puppet on a string before coming to a stop pointing down, driving it into the ice and letting loose a blast of purple black energy 175ft in radius sphere, attempting to dig enough of a break to prevent them from tunneling up behind the vehicle, careful to exclude it and the occupants with what control he had over the power of the sword unleashed as well as leave an escape route should it be needed. "Hold villains, you will not pass me unchecked!" he thunders, not quite sure if they can hear or understand him "Come, seek your eternal rest on the end of my sword." <lets rock.>

Initiative! 1d20=15

Notice check! 1d20+6=20 Knowledge (History) 1d20+4=16 Craft Artistic (making origami flower for Arna) 1d20=11 Knowledge (Civics) 1d20+4=24

"Lady Arnarsaq has been most helpful" he says, able to keep from swooning like a love sick boy at being kissed for now "Seems that a lot of strange occurrences hath been occurring at Narsarsuaq's viking rune stones...mayhap why Erik's ghost was aware of the omens." he muses, not quite sure about magic himself but eager to put his two pence in all the same. "possibly creating sympathy with sister sites across the world...something most foul is at work and the swifter we put it down the better." he says full of confidence and eagerness to be impressive in front of his new acquaintances. <ohmygodohmygodohmygodigotkissedohmygod.>

"Oop!" says ulysses as he runs over to synapse and Annie "All aboard who's coming aboard!" he chimes quite merrily as he extends his hands out, the success of his mission having relieved some of the immense pressure bearing down on his very will he was in a far less dour mood "This might be a bumpy ride." he however has the wisdom to warn them. "Last time this occurred we were dropped right ontop of one of your bombs..." he says rather reproachfully before turning to synapse "OH! What about bob? will we be able to retrieve him later?"

Ulysses was quite taken aback by the sudden construction of the force dome around his foe but even more so by its sudden explosion and the shattering of Synapse's construct barly having time to shield himself with his arms as the wave of heat and shrapnel rushes out from the epicenter towards him. Mercifully spared any chunks that might have compromised his sturdiness he is little worse for wear than needing a a new set of civilian clothes. Looking around somewhat dazed he manages to wander over to a fairly large chunk of the robot and rapping his knuckles against it produces a *Ding-Ding!* sound from the warped steel. "And the winner is.....us!" he bellows merrily.

Player Name: Exaccus Character Name: Blu of Planet Reef Power Level: (10) (150/150PP) Trade-Offs: -5 Attack / +5 Damage (Unarmed), -5 Defense / +5 Toughness Unspent Power Points: 0 Progress To Bronze Status: 0/30 In Brief: Space Leviathan Avatar of a knighted Living planet. Residence: Planet Reef. Base of Operations: Planet Reef and whatever Solar System it currently Inhabits. Catchphrase: Wheeeeouuuh? Alternate Identity: Identity: Secret Birthplace: Planet Reef Occupation: Avatar of a living planet Affiliations: Star Knights Family: Considers All Sapient life on reef to be his Family Description: Age: 2000 (DoB: over 2000 years ago) Apparent Age: N/A Gender: Male Ethnicity: Whale Height: 16ft long Weight: Couple of tonnes Eyes: Black Hair: N/A A Big space whale! Power Descriptions: Damage power is portal located in his mouth that belches forth in blasts of Stone, Lightning, radiation, heat, or other such things contained within his internal dimensions, his dimensional pocket power is in turn forcibly drawing things and foes into it with a swirling vortex of white energy. History: Since time immemorial to him, Bluece Has safeguarded his home, the living oceanic planet known as reef, battling those who would despoil its beauty and plunder its resources whilst simultaneously rescuing space farers in need and providing for the native species when called upon to do so. Occasionaly trapping evil-doers within his interior dimension till they reformed enough to be released onto reef’s surface to start a new life. Things recently became rather more complicated when a metallic suit of armour bore its way into reefs core and the planet became knighted and his base of opperations and responsibilities as well as those under his protection increased dramaticly. Personality & Motivation: Bluece Is a fierce and loyal protector of the innocent, he has a special place in his heart for those that’re smaller and physically weaker than himself and none-sapient life forms, he is also immensely proud of his size and strength and his membership within the star knights (even if it is by a technicality) eager to go forth and do good for those now under his protection. Powers & Tactics: Bluece is not afraid to bring his considerable bulk to bear against opponents, slapping and slamming them with his fins and tail without hesitation, he is somewhat less happy to employ his breath weapon, unsure of how those whom he brings it to bear against will fare under its fury; he tends not to imprison people within his pocket dimension till they’re beaten and aware of it, he finds it makes them somewhat more prone to repenting and much faster too. Complications: Killer Whale: Bluece Appears as a Space leviathan, an aggressive none sapient species known for attacking ships that pass through their territories unprovoked and as such is often regarded as a menace to space faring species whom assume him such. No Hands: Bluece possesses no means of fine manipulation, though his large fins can be used to grasp and strike with,. Bluece Doesn’t Socialize: Bluece is a starknight by proxy of his living domain being knighted and as such made himself foe to those that oppose the star knights as well as shouldered a responsibility that he is ill suited for due to his considerable size and lack of social understanding. Redeemer: Bluece has never killed any of his foes, choosing instead to imprison them either within himself or upon reef’s surface and in truth attempts to redeem them whenever possible, though he is no fool his trust and unwillingness to kill could be taken advantage of by wily or sneaky opponents; Particularly those who know of his fatal allergies to Pollutants. Abilities: 14 + 0 -10 + 0 + 0 + 0 = 4PP Strength: 40 (+15) Dexterity: 10 (+0) Constitution:- Intelligence: 10 (+0) Wisdom: 10 (+0) Charisma: 10 (+0) Combat: 14 + 10 = 24PP Initiative: +0 Attack: +5 (+7 -2 size) Grapple: +38 (+12 base, +10 super strength +16 growth) Defense: +5 (+5 -2 size +2 dodge focus; +2 Flat-Footed) Knock back:-15 Saving Throws: 0 + 5 + 8 = 13PP Toughness: +15 (+4 growth +11 protection) Fortitude: Immune Reflex: +5 (+0 Dex, +5) Will: +8 (+0 Wis, +8) Skills: 40R = 10PP Diplomacy 10 (+10) Notice 10 (+10) Preform (singing) 10 (+10) Sense Motive 10 (+10) Feats:10 PP Dodge Focus 2 Environmental adaption (Underwater, Zero G) Equipment 6 Equipment:6pp: 30ep Planet Reef (Headquaters) +20 Toughness; Awesome Size Features: Communications, Computer, Defence Systems, Dock, Fire Prevention System, Garage, Hanger, Holding Cells, Infirmary, Laboratory, Library, Living Space, Personnel, Pool, Power System, Security System 1, Self-Repairing 2, Workshop Powers: Space travel 3(“Moving planetâ€; Psionic; Intergalactic) (30EP) Powers: 22 + 4 + 2 + 25 + 30 + 11 + 1 +4 = 99 PP Array 10("Hyperdimensional Space leviathan"; technological; Dimensional; PF:Alternate powers 2) [22pp] BE: Super strength 8("starship sinking strength"; technological; +40 str; effective strength 90 Heavy load 3.3Ktons PF:Groundstrike, shockwave,superbreath,thunderclap.){20/20} AE: Damage 10("Plasma Breath weapon"; technological; Extras: Area Cone (general) 100ft) {20/20} AE: Dimensional Pocket 10("Belly of the beast"; Technological; Dimensional; Extras: Area cone 100ft; Flaws: Distracting){20/20} Comprehend 2("built in translator"; Technology; Languages: Understand all, your understood.) [4pp] Flight 1(“Swim the Sky, Stars and Seasâ€; Biological, Psionic; 10mph 100ft a round)[2pp] Growth 8 (“Extra dimensional Mass Storageâ€; Biological, Dimensional; +16 strength +8 Con +2 Size catagories (Huge); Extras: Duration (Default) +0; PF: Innate)[25pp] Immunity 30(“Avatar of the living planetâ€; Biological; Immunity to fortitude saves) [30pp] Protection 11(“Living Armourâ€;technological)[11pp] Regeneration 1 (“Recurring Existenceâ€; Biological, Dimensional, Psionic; Resurrection 1 (1 week))[1pp] Space travel 2 (“Spatial Slipstreamâ€; Technological; Interstellar ) [4pp] Drawbacks: (-4) + (-6) = -10PP Vulnerability: Very Common, Moderate (x1.5) Piercing Descriptor (-4pp) Weakness: Very Common, Major, Fatal after 1 minuit of exposure Pollutants (-6pp) DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC22/30 Toughness (Staged) Damage(Physical) Damage 10 100 cone DC20 reflex/DC25 toughness (staged) Damage (energy) Dimensional Pocket 10 100 cone DC20 reflex Entrapment (Dimensional) Totals: Abilities (4) + Combat (24) + Saving Throws (13) + Skills (10) + Feats (10) + Powers (99) - Drawbacks (-10) = 150/150 Power Points