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  1. Singularity Power Level: 12 (180/180pp) Unspent Power Points: 0 Trade-Offs: +2DMG/-2ATK, +2TOU/-2DEF In Brief: Refugee doppelganger brought to Prime to save her from a lifetime of use as an extremely lethal weapon, now a college student and semi-reluctant sidekick to a frog prone to wacky hijinks. Catchphrase: “You really don't want to do that.” Theme: “Nothing to Remember” by Neko Case Alternate Identity: Jessie White, formerly Erin White Birthplace: Seattle, Earth EZO1(e) Residence: DuTemps Building in Freedom City, roommates with Aquaria Base of Operations: DuTemps Building Occupation: College Student Affiliations: Aquaria, Wander, DuTemps Residents, Project Freedom Family: Erin Hunter-White (Wander): Sister(ish), Trevor Hunter (Midnight): Brother-in-law(ish) Description: Age: 25 (DoB November 11, 1992) Gender: Female Ethnicity: White, very fair Height: 5'8 Weight: 175 Eyes: Brown Hair: Dyed blonde, short Singularity bears a very strong relationship to Wander, though the two are obviously different if seen close together. It's more than the hair color, it's the entire bearing. Jessie holds herself extremely close, often slouching or rounding her shoulders, hugging her arms to her chest or ducking her head, making herself small unless she is deliberately trying to intimidate. Her wardrobe is very typical for a poor college student, for all she's getting to the older end of the demographic, lots of jeans and t-shirts or light blouses throughout the year because she never gets cold. Her uniform is black with a few orange-brown accents, and she wears an ankle monitor at all times. Lately she has taken to carrying a strange shield with an arcane symbol painted on it. History: Once upon a time there was a girl named Erin who lost her home. This is something of an understatement, honestly, but the whole story would take much too long. Suffice it to say that everyone she loved died, and everyone she hated died, and everyone she was mostly indifferent to died, so that eventually she had nobody left in the whole empty world but herself. So she went mad for a little while, and in the process, she lost track of herself as well. This is how it happened once: Erin was running through Oklahoma City and killing zombies like a running-and-killing robot, which was what she spent most of her time doing. Killing zombies was disgusting work but she was very good at it by now, and it was much better than stopping and having to risk thinking about everyone who had died. On this particular evening she spotted an electric light and thought that maybe she wasn't alone anymore, that maybe there were people and electric lights and human voices that did more than howl or scream, but she was wrong. When she found the light, it was a solar-powered sign that nobody had ever turned off, telling her that it was Christmas Eve and that everyone here was dead too. Unable to stand still and deal with that truth, she ran away as far and fast as she could and never looked back. Eventually she made her way to Freedom City and then to another Earth, where she lived happily ever after, or close enough. This is how it also happened: Erin did not run away. She couldn't do anything but stare at the sign she had hoped for so badly, until in her blurred vision it was just one more zombie. She attacked it as though it personally were responsible for all her many losses, screaming her rage as she smashed the light into darkness, the words into glass fragments. When it was done, she was left kneeling in the snow, her breath rasping so loudly in her ears that she didn't hear the footsteps or the voices until it was too late, much too late. She was not alone anymore, she had been found by a group of people who liked destructive things and were drawn to destroyed worlds in the hopes of finding more of them. Erin was captured and taken to another Earth, to another Freedom City, where she was ripped into tiny pieces. On Anti-Earth, the scientists were disappointed that whatever had killed Erin's world could not be replicated out of her cells, so there would be no exciting new plagues for them to play with. They gave her to The Academy to see what they could make of her, since she was the right age and had killed a number of scientists and guards in escape attempts that proved her aptitude. Erin proved stubbornly resistant to the Academy's culture and morals, however, so she was given to another new student as an extra-credit assignment. Pathos was more than happy to take on the work of bringing her around. The easiest and fastest way was simply to batter down all of Erin's mental defenses, then stroll through her mind, throwing away some memories while adding others, distorting others beyond recognition, and turning a few well-chosen ones into irresistible triggers. In well under a year, Erin could barely remember her own name from day to day, much less remember what had been done to her or formulate useful plans for escape. That wasn't to say she didn't try to escape, they just weren't very good attempts, typically full of incredible violence and mayhem that ended almost as soon as they began. The punishments for such attempts were severe, but the good part about not remembering anything was that she didn't remember. She could not be trained and could barely be controlled, but it was all worth it the first time Pathos turned her loose on a bunch of enemies and told Erin they were zombies threatening her little sister. The carnage was intense and very quick. Erin lost her old name but she got a new one: Singularity. The only survivor of a dead world, and an unstoppable force of destruction for anything in her gravitational pull. Pathos was a busy girl who couldn't spend all her time babysitting, so Singularity wound up spending most of her time in a reinforced white box of an underground holding cell, one that became more and more reinforced as she found new ways to almost escape. Pathos took most of her memories away, so she didn't know how long she spent in the box or much of what she did when she left, though she had the occasional scary technicolor dream about it. Eventually she began to associate the box with safety, with the outside world a nebulous place full of fear and fighting. That was where the other Erin found her when she came with her friends, broke the cage open, and dragged Singularity into the blinding light of a new reality. Erin knew that Singularity was dangerous, she knew she couldn't be trusted. Singularity didn't know much, but she knew that about herself. She also knew from what little she remembered of her many escape attempts that Pathos would come looking for her, and that Pathos would find her, and that the consequences would be unimaginably terrible. It was a relief to be arrested and put into the psychiatric ward at Blackstone Prison. The people there were very kind to her even though everyone there knew she was a crazy murderer, and in such a high-security facility, maybe even Pathos would have a hard time getting in. They gave her another new name at Blackstone, because she couldn't be Erin anymore and Singularity was not an appropriate people name. She dipped way back into her scrambled memories and borrowed a name from one of her favorite children's books and that was good enough. Once upon a time there was a girl named Jessie who lost her memory. Well, not lost, not really. She gave it up on purpose and she knew where it went. A girl with the same voice and face as Pathos told her that the fastest way to get better would be to take away all the ruined parts of her memory and replace them with undamaged ones from the Erin who'd lived happily ever after. Jessie was happy at Blackstone, but she did want to be better, and she didn't want to have to think about all the bad things she'd done and had done anymore. And it worked, or at least it worked well enough. Jessie knew the childhood memories she had weren't hers (though they technically were); they had the smooth-edged quality of being watched through a screen, like remembering a movie she'd seen a thousand times. And in all the places where Jessie had been and Erin hadn't, there was nothing, just empty white darkness inside her head. But the nightmares went away, and the fits of uncontrollable rage. She was better. What Jessie had not foreseen was that getting better would lead to the end of safety. When she was better, they would not let her stay in her cozy room in Blackstone with its strict routines and thick steel walls. Instead she went to Project Freedom, where they taught her how to live in the world as a grownup, even though in her mind she'd only lived sixteen and a half years. She met Aquaria there, who was friendly and nice, and who didn't care that Jessie couldn't talk about her past or her family or pop culture or much of anything, or that she'd killed far more people and zombies than anyone could begin to count. Aquaria was her friend, the first one Jessie'd had in two entire worlds. When she went places with Aquaria, Jessie could hide her own painful awkwardness behind Aquaria's cheerfully brash alienness and most people didn't even notice her. Eventually, though, even Project Freedom came to an end, and Jessie had to go out, over her own protests, into the world. Erin stepped back in then, finding Jessie a safe place to live with one of her own friends and even providing the money for college. Jessie knew that the things Erin did for her came mostly from guilt, guilt that somewhere along the line of their shared life, something had gone right for her and terribly wrong for Jessie. It meant they'd probably never be friends, but Jessie was still grateful for the help. She didn't make great progress in college, being constantly called away on Aquaria's crazy adventures, but she worked hard and steadily to pass whatever classes she could. She practiced her hero skills too, and helped out wherever she could to keep people safe and evil things at bay. Mostly, though, she tried to figure out what to do with her life. It seemed inevitable that at some point her time at the DuTemps building would have to come to an end too, and she would need to be ready. Personality & Motivation: Jessie really does want to help, but she spends a lot of her time dealing with significant anxiety that is free-floating because its moorings have all been ripped out. She will always follow Aquaria into danger and will usually follow anybody else with a good reason, but she doesn't enjoy hero work and would be happier if she didn't have to do it. She wants a quiet life with no violence where she can concentrate on school, but she is unwilling to have that life at the expense of other people. Powers & Tactics: Singularity is an enhanced human being shaped by training and experience into a finely honed lethal weapon. Training on Earth Prime has helped to take some of the edge off that weapons, so that Jessie can fight nonlethally against most of the threats she deals with as a hero. Jessie's fighting style is raw and unpolished, mostly hitting and kicking, with her hands or with a bat, and counting on overwhelming ruthless strength to win the day. She would prefer not to fight, however, and will often use her ability to intimidate to try and defuse battles before they start. Fighting is bad, because sometimes Singularity will come out during a fight, and Singularity fights to kill. Power Descriptions: All Jessie's powers are of the “punch it till it falls down” or “run with your legs” descriptor. Lately she has also added “hit it with your scary shield” to her repertoire. Complications: The Frog Princess: Aquaria is Jessie's best friend and Jessie loves her very much. Aquaria gets Jessie into trouble ALL THE TIME. Sometimes Jessie wishes Aquaria had more friends. Cinderella: Jessie is latest and least of all the Erins on Earth Prime, so much so that she couldn't even get a piece of their shared name. She has her own identity now, but being third of three is still fraught with all kinds of problems, especially when it comes to mistaken identity. Rapunzel: Jessie's legal status is fairly opaque due to a lot of negotiations on behalf of non-Prime natives who commit crimes in their own worlds, but suffice it to say she is on supervised release. She has a monitoring bracelet and an allowed travel radius, and breaking that can cause a lot of trouble. Gretel: Jessie has most of a lifetime of borrowed memories in her head, but there is almost nothing left anymore of her time in captivity except bone-deep fear without any object. She knows enough to be afraid of Pathos, but this loss of markers might make her vulnerable to others from her past. Abilities: 8 + 4 + 4 + 0 + 2 + 2 = 20PP Strength: 30/18 (+10/+4) Dexterity: 20/14 (+5/+2) Constitution: 30/14 (+10/+2) Intelligence: 10 (+0) Wisdom: 12 (+1) Charisma: 12 (+1) Combat: 12 + 12 = 24PP Initiative: +13 Attack: +6 Base, +10 Melee Grapple: +24 Defense: +10 (+6 Base, +4 Dodge Focus), +3 Flat-Footed Knockback: -12 Saving Throws: 0 + 3 + 7 = 10PP Toughness: +14/+2 (+8 Enhanced Con, +2, [Impervious 10] +4 Forcefield) Fortitude: +10/+2 (+2 Con, +8 Enhanced Con) Reflex: +8/+5 (+2 Dex, +3 Enhanced Dex, +3) Will: +8 (+1 Wis, +7) Skills: 64R = 16PP Acrobatics 10 (+15, SM) Craft (Artistic) 8 (+8) Intimidate 14 (+15, SM) Notice 9 (+10, SM) Sense Motive 9 (+10, SM) Stealth 10 (+15) Survival 4 (+5) Feats: 25PP Acrobatic Bluff All-Out Attack Attack Focus (Melee) 4 Challenge 2 (Fast Acrobatic Bluff, Fast Startle) Dodge Focus 4 Environmental Adaptation (Underwater) Evasion Improved Initiative 2 Interpose Luck 2 Power Attack Skill Mastery (Acrobatics, Intimidate, Notice, Sense Motive) Startle Takedown Attack Uncanny Dodge (auditory) Powers: 10 + 16 + 6 + 12 + 1 + 2 + 10 + 9 + 9 + 2 + 8 = 85PP *All carry the following descriptors, unless noted otherwise: chemical mutation, enhanced physicality Device 3 (Elder Sign Shield, 15PP, Flaw: Easy to Lose, PF: Indestructible) [10PP] (abyssal/magic) Damage 4 (shield strike, PF: Mighty) {5} Enhanced Feats 3 (Second Chance 3 [Toughness Saves Against Falling Damage, Will Saves against Confuse and Mind Control) {3} Immunity 3 (drowning, environmental cold, high pressure) {3} Force Field 4 {4} Enhanced Constitution 16 [16PP] Enhanced Dexterity 6 [6PP] Enhanced Strength 12 [12PP] Feature 1 (Temporal Inertia) [1PP] (dimensional) Immunity 2 (disease, poison) [2PP] Impervious Toughness 10 [10PP] Movement Array 8 (8 points; PF: Alternate Power) [9PP] BE: Leaping 4 (x25; running long jump 500 feet, standing long jump 250 feet, vertical jump 125 feet), Super-Movement 2 (Slow Fall, Wall-Crawling 1) {4+4=8/8} AP: Speed 4 (100 mph / 1000 feet per move action), Super-Movement 2 (Water-Walking 2) {4+4=8/8) (Super-Movement is abyssal/magic) Regeneration 9 (Bruised 3 [No Action], Injured 6 [No Action]) [9PP] Super-Senses 2 (Accurate Hearing) [2PP] Super-Strength 4 (Effective STR 50, Heavy Load 12.5 tons) [8PP] DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC29 Toughness Damage (Physical) Totals: Abilities (20) + Combat (24) + Saving Throws (10) + Skills (16) + Feats (25) + Powers (85) = 180/180 Power Points
  2. Dutemps Building December 2016 It was unusual for a groups of people who lived in the same location to gather together to throw a Holiday party, but Dutemps wasn’t the most normal of places. First it was a castle high above the skyline of Freedom City, looking like it was from a fairytale or a cartoon but then again so did a lot of Freedom City. And this fairytale castle in the sky was home to an amazing bunch of female misfit heroes. And today they were having a party. One of the smaller halls had been prepared for today’s event with a incredibly well stocked buffet table and a fairly impressive sound system for hopefully a fruitfuls night partying.
  3. November 1, 2015 The DuTemps Building While the machine intelligence briefed the superheroes on relevant global events she'd gathered from observing the planet's news cycle, Tarva, her head on her hand and shoulders slumped as usual to disguise her great height, was in the process of making notes on her yellow legal pad, the heavy black ink of her pen scratching quietly as she worked. NORMAL MOVIE FOR KIMBER - 2001? CLOCKWORK ORANGE? AN ANDALUSIAN DOG? She didn't really understand the appeal of any of the bizarrely sanitized movies that people on Earth-Prime enjoyed watching, but after some consideration (and careful scrutinizing of their plots), she'd selected a few that she thought would make for an enjoyable evening. When Bluebird paused to change topics to recent interstellar news, Tarva nonchalantly put her hand under the table and rested it on Kimber's thigh, giving her lover a warm smile as she locked eyes with her. They'd have an evening all to themselves yet. Nobody's going to come between us, she thought comfortingly. Nobody.
  4. January 2016 "So why didn't you bring your robot body?" asked Eira Katastroff as she walked alongside Sharl Tulink, the blonde girl now substantially taller than she had been just a few days earlier. At twelve years old, the young full-body cyborg had long since mentally outgrown the body she'd been uploaded into in 2011, but a Christmas visit to America and the Archetech labs (along with a chastened Uncle Magnus) had gotten her installed in a brand new body more suitable for a girl of twelve. She was over five feet tall now, a young woman who came up to Sharl's shoulder, her long blonde hair in a braid that went almost all the way down her back. (Eira had been a big fan of the Hunger Games) "Because I want people to be looking at you, not at me in a giant robot body," commented Sharl with a big brother's grin at his sister...well, not by blood, but as close as it could come out here in the 'real world.' "We wouldn't be able to get anything done out here." He was projected today, a miniaturized holo-emitter actually something included in Eira's physical 'body', the magnetic enhancers she used to get around with peak human strength and dexterity easily able to power the matrix that produced his own unique energy matrix. It meant he had to stick close, at least until they got into the DuTemps Building and he could directly interface with its systems, but that was okay - why would he not stick with his not-so-little friend? "So tell me more about your girlfriend," teased Eira, which he had to admit was the other reason he was planning to integrate with the DuTemps systems once they were up in the castle proper. Sharl used a security code Eliza had given him to get in one of the staff elevators, and the two of them were whisked upstairs towards the castle. "She's very nice," said Sharl, "and I think you'll like her. You can tell her what you were telling me about the vatnavættir, I think she'll like that." He hmmed. "But maybe in a different way." Come to think of it, Eliza would probably be pretty put off by stories about how Sweden's national superteam was endeavouring to clear psychic debris from the oceans surrounding the high-latititude nation. "Eliza's views are very different than mine, or yours, but I still respect them." Eira was pretty sure that was because Sharl and Eliza were having sex, a prospect that managed to be disgusting and hilarious at the same time, but said nothing to that effect as she and Sharl talked more about the friends who lived in the DuTemps Building, some of whom Sharl had known since she'd been first been uploaded almost five years earlier now. Calling upstairs as their elevator reached the security barrier of the castle, Sharl reached the castle's AI, who patched him through to Kimber. "Hey Kimber, it's me!" he said to the air, transmitting at the same time up to Bluebird. "Let us up, I've got a visitor who wants to meet my favorite Canadian." "
  5. tarva, ghost girl, temperance, crimson tiger, dutemps, wraith, blue fox
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