Exaccus

1d20+10=16 GM granted reroll! 1d20+10=21 Failure by 13! Unlucky for some but not in this circumstance.

1d20+10=26

Opposed bluff! 1d20+14=33

"Just living in freedom city Is dangerous, Corona." Facsimile chimed up as he tossed the heavy head of his meteor hammer in his hand like a soft ball. "As one of southsides's few resident heroes I refuse to be daunted by crooks no matter how grandiose their pettiness is...Wu's a scummy thug, he's just been too successful for too long, time to see him sent to blackstone."

Facsimile scoffed at the unseen TKOs remark. "Fighting smart starts with picking your opponent and I believe I've made it abundantly clear..." He began as he twisted aside to dodge heavyweights and flyboy's simultaneous strikes as he squared himself for bearknuckle, quickly snapping his entire body into a powerful twist as he swung his fist out and into the back of the raging ursine armed man's broad clawed hands to knock his blow wide and off to the side. "That you are no match for me." He stated with a unshakablely calm air even as his hand prickled with numbness and slight pain from the impact "The smart thing to do would be to surrender." And with that he exploded into action again, sweeping his leg out behind bearknuckles ankles, hauling it back in to pull his feet out from under him and send him tumbling into the pliant mass of heavyweights gut and hopefully under the effects of his strange aura. Not wasting a slither of the momentum from his motion he rose back to his feet and brought his fist racing up towards flyboys probiscus. "Whilst it's still an option." He concluded.

Ok so for my turn. I'm going to try and trip bearknuckle in such a way he falls into heavyweight and gets caught in his gravity aura. It's a move action to do so! 1d20+10=23 if that hits here's me strength roll. 1d20+10=27 He can resist with Dex. Then for my standard action gonna try and peg flyboy right between the eyes. 1d20+10=28 DC25 toughness save against damage if that hits.

Gonna as a reaction spend a hero point to instant counter bear knuckles power by slapping his hands down before they hit. Opposed power ranks checks. His claws vs facs strength I believe. 1d20+10=15 Hmm think I'll reroll it. 1d20+10=30 Nat 20! Prolly doesn't matter for this but still.

Facsimile examined the material of his suit, running the thick coarse fingers of the hand not currently grasping kaboola's chain along the stitching. He'd had bad experiences with nanotechnology and programmable matter before, not something he wanted to mimic lest he himself become reprogrammable. "Been to space twice." He spoke up as he rolled his shoulders around testing the flexibility of the suit a little bit more. "Accidentally shot myself through that wormhole near the lighthouse one time when I turned into light." He elaborated as he rubbed his chin. "Then went to go fight dark star with some friends after his goons crashed a science thing we were helping with, good times." He smiled broadly. "Never the moon though to be fair, maybe I should grab a rock whilst I'm there incase I run into lycanthropes again." He half joked. As he hefted kaboola from the ground and began to coil the chain around his arm. "Changes In gravity are rough, worth taking time to get yourself acclimated to it before trying anything fancy." He offered by way of advice.

"Hmm that's not right..." techneaux said examining the slag of the car briefly as his pod thrummed after sunburn. "Hold still will you? I need to try this thing on you...less ampage more wattage this time!" And with that he slammed his hand down against the shock resistant firing button again as the pods primary weapon span to life and disgorging another bolt of green energy.

"Hahaha! I just wanted to hear you admit you were no match for me old man! Not one on one, not four on one! Not a hundred on one....you just lost in front of everyone." "Hmm for my next trick how about I turn into light and beat you all to your knees between microseconds?" He teased as he rubbed his chin. "Nah I want you to remember this humiliation more than the bruises...have it your way hasbeen." And with that he returned to his flesh and blood form with a roll of his neck. "Not that I'm gonna make it easy on ya mind, I've still got my good looks and my pride see?"

Gonna go with a heavy ion blast at sunburn again! 1d20+5=20 DC30 Toughness save if that hits

"Haha, you mad Bro?" Facsimile chortled with glee as he extended his arms and focused on what he was attempting to do only to feel whatever gross gunk flyboy was spitting splatter all over him. "Gross dude, say it don't spray it." He said dismissively as he closed his eyes and with all of his might reached out to the world around him, grasping at the very concept of the atmosphere itself and then pulling! The transformation that followed was more of an explosion than the usual flash of white that washed over him, his form a whirling mass of clouds, seeded with lightning, wrapped in raging winds carrying glittering ice. "Drink up, shoot in, Let the beatings begin!"

Ok let's see..let's make this a PL11 form as it's pulling out the stops? Insubstantial 2 ("living atmosphere"; Air ; gaseous) [10pp] Protection 8 ("Inorganic resiliance") [8pp] Array 15 ("Heavy weather"; Weather; PFs: Alternate powers 4) [34pp] BE: Blast 12 ("Master of the elements"; PFs: Indirect 3, Variable Descriptor (Weather effects) Precise, Incurable) [30/30pp] AE: Move Object 18 ("atmokinesis"; Air ; Heavy load: 3.2k tons Extras: Damaging [12 Ranks only] Flaws: Distracting, Reduced duration (concentration)[30/30pp] AE: Snare 12 ("ice entombment"; Ice ; PFs: Precise)[25/30] AE: Damage 11 ("Weather breath" Extras: Area: cone (general), Selective, Penetrating (5 ranks) Flaws: Action(full) PFs: Variable Descriptor (Weather), Precise, Incurable [30/30pp] AE: Trip 10 ("Gale blast" Extras: Knockback, Area (Cone: General), Selective Flaws: Range (Close)) [30/30pp] Immunity 10 ("Weatherman"; Common descriptor: Weather) [10pp] Impervious Toughness 11 ("Primordial essence"; Weather) [11pp] Flight 3 ("Wings of the wind"; Wind; 50mph 500ft a round) [6pp] Feature 1 ("Dramatic weather effects") [1pp] 80/80pp

Ahkhenateph Power Level: PL12 (180/180pp) Unspent Power Points: 0 Trade-Offs: +2 Toughness/-2 Defense; +2 Damage/-2 Accuracy In Brief: Ancient alien tech Cyborg looking to redeem sins of the past. Catchphrase: Theme: Alternate Identity: Nephi (Secret) Birthplace: Thebes Residence: Freedom City; Central area. Base of Operations: The Earth Affiliations: None at the moment Family: Distant descendants of family, immediate family long since dead. Description: Age: 5000+ (DoB: Year: 3000 BCE) Apparent Age: Middle aged Gender: Male Ethnicity: Egyptian Height: 6'2" Weight: 210 lbs Eyes: Black Sclera with White Irises Hair: Bald History Born into poverty during the reign of Egypt's first dynasty the boy who would come to call himself Ahkhenateph grew up knowing hunger all to well even as his loved ones slaved away making pottery, tending to fields and even raising monolithic stone monuments for the glory of Gods and kings that seemed content to let them suffer in the desert heat until they crumbled or shattered like clay left in a kiln. it was this seed of resentment that rooted itself in his heart as a child, growing with him into adulthood that drove him to become a grave robber, sneaking into the tombs of nobility and though he retained enough respect for the gods and souls of the dead to not tamper or desecrate their resting forms he saw no harm in taking the odd golden bejeweled trinket from among the piles and piles of riches they insisted on taking with them as far as they could to deaths doors. Just enough to see that he and those he loved who were too young, too old or just too worn down to do the labor demanded of them to feed themselves and survive. That these sins would weigh down his heart in the hall of judgement and see it forfeited to Amit was a price he was willing to pay. But fate it seemed had other plans. One night whilst he wandered amidst the dunes of the frigid desert the winds revealed a secret from beneath the sands, though at the time he thought it some abandoned decadent chariot of a god he would much later come to learn it was a fallen ship of alien origins. Stepping through a massive gap in the glittering golden hull he found himself in almost total darkness, only the dull pale light of the night sky that poured in through the gash behind him narrowly illuminated the room in which he found himself. though some small part of his soul screamed to turn back and leave the fallen chariot undisturbed whilst he had done little more than tresspass he forced himself forward, one foot at a time through the darkned hallways before him till suddenly the walls surged to life around him, strange glyphs glowed in dull blue tones, frozen in fear by the sudden surge of activity he was powerless to flee, a strange light poured from the ceiling, sweeping over his emancipated form, strange words span from unseen mouths and with a dull hiss filling his ears his world began to spin and darken as he fell to the ground. When he next awoke he found himself laying atop a metal altar with all manner of nightmarish metal apendages and blades surrounded him, still wet from their work, though he felt the beginings of panic rise in his chest he found it fell short of his throat and receeded back into his stomach, his hands rose to investigate himself, first they came to his face and found cold smooth flesh though the sudden cold on his cheeks turned his gaze to his hands. they were no longer warm flesh and blood but icy cold metal that glinted in the low blue light, as his gaze travled down over himself he found that it was not just his arms that had been clad in thick armour but almost his entire body was now incased in an armour of lapis blue armour and fabric stretched over his now lumbering form. again he felt the beginings of a powerful disgust build in his abdomen and again it fell back on itself before it could overwhelm him, it was then that the severety of the transformation hit him, the metal went to the very core of his being and with that realization the floodgates broke and he was brought into a full panic, his dulled mechanical screams filled the darkend ship as he flung himself from the slab he'd awoken on and flung himself desperately at the walls of the room. they buckled, metal plates parting and sparks flying around him he tore himself free of the fallen chariot and fled into the desert as fast as his legs could carry him. Since that faithful night he has wandered the corners of the earth from end to end, sometimes as a silent observer of events but more often than not motivated to act by the plights of the people he walks amongst as a guardian against threats too potent for them to stand alone against. Personality and motivations Ahkhenateph is and always has been motivated by love, it was for the sake of loved ones he willingly and knowingly condemned himself in the eyes of the gods for his trespassing into sacred tombs to steal from the dead, though he carefully avoided interfering with the spells of protection and guidance and diligently avoided disturbing the resting forms of the those whoms tombs he invaded he is still burdened with a great guilt over his actions and has made it one of his long lifes goals to see that all treasures so plundered from the dead are returned to them. Though he can come across as quite a dour and sternly silent figure its more a case of a resting grimace brought about by his invasive cybernetic augmentation and a habit of pondering in quiet moments than any true attempt at being intimidating or distant. Posessed of a love for the beauty inherent in the world around him he would describe himself as a romantic, feminist and enviromentalist individual with an appreciation for fine art, plays and literature of all stripes, including comic books which are one of his reasons for becoming an active participant in this new age of heroes. Powers and tactics Ahkhenaten is blessed with incredibly advanced cybernetic augmentations from his involuntary surgery at the synthetic hands of the downed saucer's AI, granting him an innate ability to interface with machines mentally as well as a fearsome implanted arsenal of weapons and devices but perhaps the most impressive if subtle of the gifts foisted upon him that day is the control over the molecular machinery that now makes up the majority of his body, in combat ahkhenaten will take pains to ensure that any bystanders are not caught in the cross fire, often by simply rendering himself an easier target to his foes, trusting in his extremely resilient dermal armour to withstand the worst of what they throw at him long enough for the bystanders in an area to escape. then depending on the manners of foes he faces he will either attempt to reduce their overall numbes by going after the weaker amongst them, or if facing particularly troublesome foes probe them for weaknesses with his vast array of high tech devices. Complications Guilt: Ahkhenateph is truely haunted by the guilt of his grave robbing, death and the dead being sacred in his personal beliefs he was motivated by sheer desperation in the face of the suffering around him to do what he did, be that as it may and whatever the gods of heliopolis may say or think he finds himself unable to let go of that regret and can be diven into deepest melancholy by it; A GM might award ahkhenateph a hero point if he is subjected to an appropriate power for automatically succumbing to its effect, or suddenly rendering him catatonic with remorse. Hatred: Despite his past dealings in grave robbery or mayhaps because of them Ahkhenateph has a deep burning hatred for those that defile the dead, be they necromancers, grave robbers or even particularly immoral archaeologists primarily concerning himself with those who defile the bodies of the dead or disturb them from their eternal repose, he will go to extreme lengths to see such individuals brought low by whatever means are available to him regardless of the risks involved; a GM might rewad ahktenateph with a heropoint if doing so causes him harm, humiliation or financial ruin that affects his abilities to function in a thread. Fear: Due to the extremely stressful and invasive proceedures used in granting him his cybernetic enhancements ahkhenateph is afraid of surgical tools and confined spaces when confronted with these the gm might award ahkhenateph a heropoint for making him flee, attack, refuse to approach or otherwise impede his actions regarding and around such items and confined spaces. Isolation: though he has no direct descendants there are others of his family who did, these descendants of his brothers and sisters are a sacred memento of the family Ahkhenateph sacrificed so much for and are the closest thing ahkhenateph has to a familial group as such he is unwilling to endanger them nor ignore any potential threat against them Though he chooses to keep their relationships to him a secret most of the time more than a few have either figured it out or been informed by other sources; The GM might award ahkhenateph a hero point if these connections are exploited to manipulate him into specific courses of a action or behave in ways that are counter productive to his aims or goals or otherwise force him to abandon prudent actions to protect or rescue them from peril. Bloodfeuds: Ahkhenateph's has gained the enmity of several powerful groups and individuals such as a vampire clan known as the Strigosi after the destruction of a particularly violent band of fledglings rampaging through the isolated villages of eastern Europe during the victorian age, the thule society of nazi Germany and it's later incarnation of OVERSHADOW in its raids on tombs in search of artifacts of arcane significance and occasionally agents if the mysterious Labyrinth organisation. Abilities: 8 + 4 + 8 + 4 + 4 + 0 = 28 STR: +14 (18/38) DEX: +2 (14) CON: +4 (18) INT: +2 (14) WIS: +2 (14) CHA: +0 (10) Combat: 20+12 = 32pp Initiative: +2 (Dex +2) Attack: +10 -Melee: +10 -Ranged:+10 Defense: +10 (+6 Base +4 Dodge Bonus) -Flat Footed: +3 Grapple:+ 14/29 (With Full Power to Servos) (+10 Base attack +4/14 Strength +5 Super strength) Saves: 6+4+10=20pp Toughness: +14 (+4 Con +10 Protection) Fortitude: +10 (+4 Con + 6) Reflex: +6 (+2 Dex + 4) Will: +12 (+2 Wis +10) Skills: 10pp (40 Ranks) Computers 8 (+10) Concentration 8 (+10) Knowledge (history) 4 (+6) Knowledge (technology) 8 (+10) Language 4 (Ancient Egyptian, Arabic, Persian, ,Romanian, English) Notice 4 (+6) Sense Motive 4 (+6) Feats: 10pp All-Out Attack Benefit (Wealth) Dodge Focus 4 Eidetic Memory Luck Move-by Action Power Attack Powers: 7+2+10+3+1+18+35+4= 80pp Ancient Cyborg (Immunity 7) (Technology: enviromental conditions (all), suffocation (all))[7pp] Antigrav Field (Flight 1) (Technology gravity: Speed: 10 mph, 100ft./rnd)[2pp] Armour of Ahkhenateph (Protection 10) (Technology Metal;+10 Toughness) [10pp] Going Forth by Day Protocols (Regeneration 1) (Technology; resurrection 1 (1 week); Persistent, Regrowth) [3pp] Immortal (Immunity 1) (scientific Biological: aging) [1pp] Molecular Machine Matter (Shapeshift 2) (Technological, Programmable matter: 10pp Pool (Any physical traits) Extra: Action (free)) [18pp] Example allocations Technomorphic (Array 15; Technology PFs: Alternate power 5) () [35pp] BE: Full Power to Servos (Linked; Mechanical) Enhanced Strength 20 (Linked; +20 STR) Super-Strength 5 (Linked; +25 STR carry capacity, heavy load: 76.8 tons; +5 STR to some checks)[30/30pp] AE: Kinetic beam projection (Move Object 14) (Kinetic Energy; Strength: 70, Carry: 68.1 tons / 136.2 tons / 204.8 tons / 409.6 tons, DC 29; Damaging; Flaws Duration (concentration); PFs: Precise, Subtle (subtle))[30/30pp] AE: Projected Energy Weapons (Blast 14) (PFs: Precise, Variable Descriptor (Narrow group - Electromagnetic))[30/30pp] AE: Electrostunner (Stun 14) (Electricity PFs: Precise, Sedation)[30/30pp] AE: Capture Coils (Snare 14) (Metal PFs: Precise, Tether (1400 ft.))[30/30pp] AE:Stasis Scarab (Paralyze 14) (Neuro kinetic Inhibition PFs: Precise, Reversible)[30/30pp] Technopathic Influence (Datalink 3) (Technological, Neurokinetic; sense type: mental; 1000ft range PFs: Machine Control)[4pp] DC Block Attack Range Effect To Hit DC Unarmed Touch Damage (Bludgeoning) +10 DC29/19 Tou Save (Staged) Kinetic Beams 140ft Increments Move Obj (Damaging) +10 DC29 Tou Save (Staged) P.E.W. 140ft Increments Damage (Electromagnetic) +10 DC29 Tou Save (Staged) Capture Coils 140ft Increments Snare (Metal) +10 DC24 Reflex Save Electrostunner Touch Stun (Electric) +10 DC 24 Fortitude save (staged) Stasis Scarab Touch Paralysis (Neurokinetic Inhibition) +10 DC24 Will (Staged) Totals: Abilities 28 + Skills 10 (40 ranks) + Feats 10 + Powers 80 + Combat 32 + Saves 20 + Drawbacks 0 = 180

Ahkhenateph Power Level: PL12 (180/180pp) Unspent Power Points: 0 Trade-Offs: +2 Toughness/-2 Defense; +2 Damage/-2 Accuracy In Brief: Ancient alien tech Cyborg looking to redeem sins of the past. Catchphrase: Theme: Alternate Identity: Nephi (Secret) Birthplace: Thebes Residence: Freedom City; Central area. Base of Operations: The Earth Affiliations: None at the moment Family: Distant descendants of family, immediate family long since dead. Description: Age: 5000+ (DoB: Year: 3000 BCE) Apparent Age: Middle aged Gender: Male Ethnicity: Egyptian Height: 6'2" Weight: 210 lbs Eyes: Black Sclera with White Irises Hair: Bald History Born into poverty during the reign of Egypt's first dynasty the boy who would come to call himself Ahkhenateph grew up knowing hunger all to well even as his loved ones slaved away making pottery, tending to fields and even raising monolithic stone monuments for the glory of Gods and kings that seemed content to let them suffer in the desert heat until they crumbled or shattered like clay left in a kiln. it was this seed of resentment that rooted itself in his heart as a child, growing with him into adulthood that drove him to become a grave robber, sneaking into the tombs of nobility and though he retained enough respect for the gods and souls of the dead to not tamper or desecrate their resting forms he saw no harm in taking the odd golden bejeweled trinket from among the piles and piles of riches they insisted on taking with them as far as they could to deaths doors. Just enough to see that he and those he loved who were too young, too old or just too worn down to do the labor demanded of them to feed themselves and survive. That these sins would weigh down his heart in the hall of judgement and see it forfeited to Amit was a price he was willing to pay. But fate it seemed had other plans. One night whilst he wandered amidst the dunes of the frigid desert the winds revealed a secret from beneath the sands, though at the time he thought it some abandoned decadent chariot of a god he would much later come to learn it was a fallen ship of alien origins. Stepping through a massive gap in the glittering golden hull he found himself in almost total darkness, only the dull pale light of the night sky that poured in through the gash behind him narrowly illuminated the room in which he found himself. though some small part of his soul screamed to turn back and leave the fallen chariot undisturbed whilst he had done little more than tresspass he forced himself forward, one foot at a time through the darkned hallways before him till suddenly the walls surged to life around him, strange glyphs glowed in dull blue tones, frozen in fear by the sudden surge of activity he was powerless to flee, a strange light poured from the ceiling, sweeping over his emancipated form, strange words span from unseen mouths and with a dull hiss filling his ears his world began to spin and darken as he fell to the ground. When he next awoke he found himself laying atop a metal altar with all manner of nightmarish metal apendages and blades surrounded him, still wet from their work, though he felt the beginings of panic rise in his chest he found it fell short of his throat and receeded back into his stomach, his hands rose to investigate himself, first they came to his face and found cold smooth flesh though the sudden cold on his cheeks turned his gaze to his hands. they were no longer warm flesh and blood but icy cold metal that glinted in the low blue light, as his gaze travled down over himself he found that it was not just his arms that had been clad in thick armour but almost his entire body was now incased in an armour of lapis blue armour and fabric stretched over his now lumbering form. again he felt the beginings of a powerful disgust build in his abdomen and again it fell back on itself before it could overwhelm him, it was then that the severety of the transformation hit him, the metal went to the very core of his being and with that realization the floodgates broke and he was brought into a full panic, his dulled mechanical screams filled the darkend ship as he flung himself from the slab he'd awoken on and flung himself desperately at the walls of the room. they buckled, metal plates parting and sparks flying around him he tore himself free of the fallen chariot and fled into the desert as fast as his legs could carry him. Since that faithful night he has wandered the corners of the earth from end to end, sometimes as a silent observer of events but more often than not motivated to act by the plights of the people he walks amongst as a guardian against threats too potent for them to stand alone against. Personality and motivations Ahkhenateph is and always has been motivated by love, it was for the sake of loved ones he willingly and knowingly condemned himself in the eyes of the gods for his trespassing into sacred tombs to steal from the dead, though he carefully avoided interfering with the spells of protection and guidance and diligently avoided disturbing the resting forms of the those whoms tombs he invaded he is still burdened with a great guilt over his actions and has made it one of his long lifes goals to see that all treasures so plundered from the dead are returned to them. Though he can come across as quite a dour and sternly silent figure its more a case of a resting grimace brought about by his invasive cybernetic augmentation and a habit of pondering in quiet moments than any true attempt at being intimidating or distant. Posessed of a love for the beauty inherent in the world around him he would describe himself as a romantic, feminist and enviromentalist individual with an appreciation for fine art, plays and literature of all stripes, including comic books which are one of his reasons for becoming an active participant in this new age of heroes. Powers and tactics Ahkhenaten is blessed with incredibly advanced cybernetic augmentations from his involuntary surgery at the synthetic hands of the downed saucer's AI, granting him an innate ability to interface with machines mentally as well as a fearsome implanted arsenal of weapons and devices but perhaps the most impressive if subtle of the gifts foisted upon him that day is the control over the molecular machinery that now makes up the majority of his body, in combat ahkhenaten will take pains to ensure that any bystanders are not caught in the cross fire, often by simply rendering himself an easier target to his foes, trusting in his extremely resilient dermal armour to withstand the worst of what they throw at him long enough for the bystanders in an area to escape. then depending on the manners of foes he faces he will either attempt to reduce their overall numbes by going after the weaker amongst them, or if facing particularly troublesome foes probe them for weaknesses with his vast array of high tech devices. Complications Guilt: Ahkhenateph is truely haunted by the guilt of his grave robbing, death and the dead being sacred in his personal beliefs he was motivated by sheer desperation in the face of the suffering around him to do what he did, be that as it may and whatever the gods of heliopolis may say or think he finds himself unable to let go of that regret and can be diven into deepest melancholy by it; A GM might award ahkhenateph a hero point if he is subjected to an appropriate power for automatically succumbing to its effect, or suddenly rendering him catatonic with remorse. Hatred: Despite his past dealings in grave robbery or mayhaps because of them Ahkhenateph has a deep burning hatred for those that defile the dead, be they necromancers, grave robbers or even particularly immoral archaeologists primarily concerning himself with those who defile the bodies of the dead or disturb them from their eternal repose, he will go to extreme lengths to see such individuals brought low by whatever means are available to him regardless of the risks involved; a GM might rewad ahktenateph with a heropoint if doing so causes him harm, humiliation or financial ruin that affects his abilities to function in a thread. Fear: Due to the extremely stressful and invasive proceedures used in granting him his cybernetic enhancements ahkhenateph is afraid of surgical tools and confined spaces when confronted with these the gm might award ahkhenateph a heropoint for making him flee, attack, refuse to approach or otherwise impede his actions regarding and around such items and confined spaces. Isolation: though he has no direct descendants there are others of his family who did, these descendants of his brothers and sisters are a sacred memento of the family Ahkhenateph sacrificed so much for and are the closest thing ahkhenateph has to a familial group as such he is unwilling to endanger them nor ignore any potential threat against them Though he chooses to keep their relationships to him a secret most of the time more than a few have either figured it out or been informed by other sources; The GM might award ahkhenateph a hero point if these connections are exploited to manipulate him into specific courses of a action or behave in ways that are counter productive to his aims or goals or otherwise force him to abandon prudent actions to protect or rescue them from peril. Bloodfeuds: Ahkhenateph's has gained the enmity of several powerful groups and individuals such as a vampire clan known as the Strigosi after the destruction of a particularly violent band of fledglings rampaging through the isolated villages of eastern Europe during the victorian age, the thule society of nazi Germany and it's later incarnation of OVERSHADOW in its raids on tombs in search of artifacts of arcane significance and occasionally agents if the mysterious Labyrinth organisation. Abilities: 8 + 4 + 8 + 4 + 4 + 0 = 28 STR: +14 (18/38) DEX: +2 (14) CON: +4 (18) INT: +2 (14) WIS: +2 (14) CHA: +0 (10) Combat: 20+12 = 32pp Initiative: +2 (Dex +2) Attack: +10 -Melee: +10 -Ranged:+10 Defense: +10 (+6 Base +4 Dodge Bonus) -Flat Footed: +3 Grapple:+ 14/29 (With Full Power to Servos) (+10 Base attack +4/14 Strength +5 Super strength) Saves: 6+4+10=20pp Toughness: +14 (+4 Con +10 Protection) Fortitude: +10 (+4 Con + 6) Reflex: +6 (+2 Dex + 4) Will: +12 (+2 Wis +10) Skills: 10pp (40 Ranks) Computers 8 (+10) Concentration 8 (+10) Knowledge (history) 4 (+6) Knowledge (technology) 8 (+10) Language 4 (+4) Notice 4 (+6) Sense Motive 4 (+6) Feats: 10pp All-Out Attack Benefit (Wealth) Dodge Focus 4 Eidetic Memory Luck Move-by Action Power Attack Powers: 7+2+10+3+1+18+35+4= 80pp Ancient Cyborg (Immunity 7) (Technology: enviromental conditions (all), suffocation (all))[7pp] Antigrav Field (Flight 1) (Technology gravity: Speed: 10 mph, 100ft./rnd)[2pp] Armour of Ahkhenateph (Protection 10) (Technology Metal;+10 Toughness) [10pp] Going Forth by Day Protocols (Regeneration 1) (Technology; resurrection 1 (1 week); Persistent, Regrowth) [3pp] Immortal (Immunity 1) (scientific Biological: aging) [1pp] Self Molecular Control (Shapeshift 2) (Technological, Programmable matter: 10pp Pool (Any physical traits) Extra: Action (free)) [18pp] Example allocations Technomorphic (Array 15; Technology PFs: Alternate power 5) () [35pp] BE: Full Power to Servos (Linked; Mechanical) Enhanced Strength 20 (Linked; +20 STR) Super-Strength 5 (Linked; +25 STR carry capacity, heavy load: 76.8 tons; +5 STR to some checks) AE: Kinetic beam projection (Move Object 14) (Kinetic Energy; Strength: 70, Carry: 68.1 tons / 136.2 tons / 204.8 tons / 409.6 tons, DC 29; Damaging; Flaws Duration (concentration); PFs: Precise, Subtle (subtle)) AE: Projected Energy Weapons (Blast 14) (PFs: Precise, Variable Descriptor (Narrow group - Electromagnetic)) AE: Electrostunner (Stun 14) (Electricity PFs: Precise, Sedation) AE: Capture Coils (Snare 14) (Metal PFs: Precise, Tether (1400 ft.)) AE:Stasis Scarab (Paralyze 14) (Neuro kinetic Inhibition PFs: Precise, Reversible) Technopathic Influence (Datalink 3) (Technological, Neurokinetic; sense type: mental; 1000ft range PFs: Machine Control)[4pp] DC Block Attack Range Effect To Hit DC Unarmed Touch Damage (Bludgeoning) +10 DC29/19 Tou Save (Staged) Kinetic Beams 140ft Increments Move Obj (Damaging) +10 DC29 Tou Save (Staged) P.E.W. 140ft Increments Damage (Electromagnetic) +10 DC29 Tou Save (Staged) Capture Coils 140ft Increments Snare (Metal) +10 DC24 Reflex Save Electrostunner Touch Stun (Electric) +10 DC 24 Fortitude save (staged) Stasis Scarab Touch Paralysis (Neurokinetic Inhibition) +10 DC24 Will (Staged) Totals: Abilities 28 + Skills 10 (40 ranks) + Feats 10 + Powers 80 + Combat 32 + Saves 20 + Drawbacks 0 = 180

"You really disgust me, Heather." Facsimile rumbled as he wrenched himself out of the ground and cricked his neck a little his metal body clanking ans clicking as he did. "You've become an abuser yourself instead of rising above what Wu did to you unlike every single other member of the delinquents, sad...rebuilding your broken nest with bits and pieces of the past whilst you do these terrible things to your test tube babies..I bet that's how Wu reeled you back in isn't it?" He laughed humorlessly "you're too pathetic to frighten me....Rest assured." He scoffed. "That's why you'll always be a lacky, Heather, but worse still you insist on dragging others down with you, a venomous violator of minds and now bodies and souls."

With liteshow wrapped up facsimile set his steely gaze on the panick and lept with all his might towards her, steel arms spread wide to wrap around her in a crushing grasp. The moment he made contact however he felt his metal flesh searing with the heat bearing the distinct tang of atomic fury. "Gamma..!" He cried out in agony before his strength failed and he tumbled to the ground a heavy heap of sizzling, slightly melted steel.

Ok! Toughness save 1d20+10=16

Hmm I guess I'll jump up and try to Grapple godlike! 1d20+10=11 oops! Let's Reroll that. 1d20+10=28 And opposed Grapple check roll! 1d20+28=45

"Hoho! Tough crowd I see...let's see if we can't crack your shells~" He chortled as he hammered away at his console his pods configurations changing as panels slid into and out of place to expose the four firing rods of his crafts main weapon. In his eagerness however his aim suffered and the searing bolt of green energy shrieked past sunburn and reduced an abandoned car to molten slag that oozed over the sidewalk. "Blast, I missed."

Techneaux will huff about being ignored and open fire on sunburn with the heavy ion cannon. All out power attacking for that. 1d20+5=11 Alas!

Facsimile Contending with the contenders Kingmaker: Queen's Defense

Ok! 1d20+10=19 Close but no cigar for you fly boy! Time to hit the oh no button me thinks.... Put myself into exhausted to use extraordinary effort to boost object mimicry by 4 ranks (total 16) (spending one HP to lower it to fatigued now) Then a full round action to draw on the power of the atmosphere itself! A mighty wind is about to blow. Stats coming soon tm.

Facsimiles world span as he was struck, he bobbed In the air as he tried to steady himself and keep from falling into the mosh pit bellow him. He wouldnt be able to handle three of them at once "feeling brave with all your back up dancers bear cankle?" He teased even as he sparked and struggled. "Think I'll catch my breath for a moment before continue to embarrass you." He said with a smirk as he shakily rose into the air another two thousand or so feet.

Let's rock! 1d20+10=16 My good luck runs out it seems But fortunately I make my own luck! HP Reroll! 1d20+10=15 +10 for 25! It may be time to play defensively however.