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  1. Vibora City Morgue, 13th February 2020, Probably to Early for most Latresia Barnes was not having a good day, already having spent far to long trying to sort out something for tomorrow and it might all be for naught either. She wasn’t meant to be in today but the police had insisted she came in and did this one, a body found abandoned in the Oldcorne district with the old money of there insisting it been handled quickly and quietly. “Female around 20 years old, appears human. Corpse is overly pale and appears emaciated.” she intoned into the recorder as she began to prep for the autopsy, it was always sad when they died this young “No outwards signs of wound on the body, will now open up the body. What the f…?” Opening the corpse the smell of decay filled the room, no something unexpected but not as someone who had apparently died so recently. The source of the smell was more obvious from the internal organs, that appeared withered and mummified and not the type of organs you’d find in someone so freshly dead. It was something that beyond her knowledge, however skilled she was, it was something for those with a very different skill set. “We better get the Police Chief down here, and see if those new superheroes of ours are free to come on down.”
  2. City Hall, Vibora Bay. September 5th, 2019. Noon. In a conference room just down the hall from the mayor's office, seven very unique individuals were gathering around a long table in comfortable chairs. Coffee and bagels had been provided by the mayor's staff, but several of the heroes of Hurricane Dorian craved more substantial fare, so a take-out menu for the Mediterranean place next door led to the room now being full of the smell of seasoned lamb and other savory delicacies. While the food did indeed smell delicious to young Taye Sullivan. So while the others were splitting up the various meats, rice and breads, she poured herself a cup of hot water and took a seat. "It's indeed exciting to have the opportunity to work with you all again," she said in her clear, deep voice as she fished two clear Ziploc bags out of her coverall pockets; one appeared to hold a few pieces of rusted metal, the other several spark plugs. "Of course, last night's work largely took place in the heat of the moment, with little or no planning. it will be interesting to see how we work together when we have more time to talk about things like strategy or logistics." Taye gingerly took several pieces of rust out of the bag and carefully crumbled them into her hot water, which she then stirred with a plastic spoon. "Perhaps we should first take the time to talk about our abilities, strengths and weaknesses before we go any further? As of right now, I am primarily limited to assuming vehicular shapes, but I hope to move beyond that by testing myself further." She took a sparkplug out of her second bag, popped it in her mouth, and washed it down with a sip of rust tea, all the while looking at the others expectantly.
  3. September 4, 2019 Vibora Bay, Florida 11PM It's a dark and stormy night. This sort of thing happens a lot in Florida. As Dorian rolled up on the east coast of Florida like God's own judgement, the people of Vibora Bay remembered Michael last year and took action. Some people left, some people stayed home, and everyone mourned all those lovely tourist dollars that _could_ have come the city's way during the ruined Labor Day weekend. As it is, by all accounts Vibora is going to come through this one better than people feared. Having spent his wrath against the east coast, Dorian is rain, lightning, and high winds, but not the near-apocalypse that was last fall's city-wrecking storm. On the other hand, that's bad enough! Six inches of rain and high winds closed the schools and universities today, and most businesses shut down too. Mayor Barker (who weathered the last storm with flying colors) was on Channel 7 last night to tell the citizens of Vibora to be ready for anything. They have to be, because nobody's going anywhere with all this rain. The traffic's always bad in the Panhandle though, especially on the spur that takes you up to the big west-east Interstate 10, so people in Walton County have a lot of experience with sheltering in place. People facing floods have moved into city-run shelters - many public buildings are full of people. Red Cross workers and other volunteers are on the scene - though most of them are actually out of town helping with the aftereffects of Dorian further east. Many streets are impassable, the beaches are closed, and rescue crews and emergency personnel are on high alert. Things are bad - but not quite hero bad. The last you heard, Siren went east to help with the aftermath of the storm there - it's just the hometown heroes on the scene today. Around 11 o'clock at night, just as trusty local weatherman Tom Bonilla appeared on your screens to give you the latest tracking information on Dorian, there's a tremendous flash of lightning and clap of thunder that booms across the metropolis - and from Seagrove to Rosemary Beach, the city's power goes dark. - The University of Florida - Vibora Bay Outside Gibbs Residence Hall "Go to Hell!" In the rain and lightning, two men were yelling at each other in the shelter of the brick patio in front of the old residence hall. "So you've been down here this whole time, spying on me!?" Riley was shouting at his double, heedless in his anger of the other's physical prowess. "I told you before - I do not need your help! I never will!" "...fine." Riley didn't shout back at his double, he didn't even punch him in the face. He turned and walked away, pulling up his poncho as sheets of rain cascaded down onto him, the winds so strong he felt them buffet him as he walked out onto the campus parking lot where he'd stashed his bike. It wasn't good biking weather but if you knew what you were doing and could see in the dark, you could get through fine - even dodge the cops if you took the backroads. Good thing the roads to the swamp hadn't actually flooded yet. Riley got on his bike, grabbed the handlebars - and closed his eyes for a long, hard moment. No. No, hell, no, I am not going to do that. He opened them again and revved his engine with a rumble so deep he could feel it between his legs far more than he heard it. If he was going to get back home, he needed to leave right now. He clicked on his headlamp - and suddenly, there was a flash of light in the sky, and a deep boom, and the campus streetlights winked out. Adjusting his shoulder bag, Riley permitted himself a sigh.
  4. Sagrado Corazon Something has awoken in Chris De La Cruz, He can command the minds of the weak willed with his voice alone. But that is not all, he can do, Things, that he can't explain. Heal the sick, repair the broken, create something from nothing. He's not sure how or why. It also came with a Voice in his head telling him about a great and terrible destiny. History When Constantine the First converted and brought Christianity to dominance in Rome he tasked a group of bureaucrats and scholars to track down evidence of his own continued Divine Providence. They dutifully pored through aging census records, legal documents, and writings of the churches earliest history in judea. Much of this was adjacent and integrated into the First Council of Nicea. Eventually the Divine Emperor was supported through assorted Doctrine, the Papacy, Holy Roman Emperor, all drew from this well. Yet within those scholars and bureaucrats there were true believers. The documents they found became a guide to track what they believed to be the blood of Christ as well as the disciples. This small group grew and continued to study the families observing for signs of hte Divine within them. When Saints were uncovered or declared they ran their genealogies as well and slowly they began to track what they believed to be the Spirit made Flesh. Soon they turned to refining the bloodlines through arranged marriage or other manipulations. Eventually the most promising families found secret support from powers secreted within the church, in return they followed the Sects plans. One such family came to be the Iglesias family now of tampico Mexico though they traced back to faithful in spain over long years of colonization. In return for following their church sponsors requests in marriage and other matters the family was richly rewarded with contracts and political support that even the revolutions and upheavals of the end of colonialism could not break. In 1998 the youngest of the family fell pregnant, the father unknown, both tainted in the eyes of both the family and the families sponsors within the Church. They were sent away to a convent controlled by this hidden sect where the boy could be observed and raised with a firmer hand and maybe be of use. Until one night they vanished. Maria Iglesias, now Maria De La Cruz fled in the night with her child of twelve. They eventually made their way to America, Vibora Bay and settled having she thought evaded her family's plans for them. They lucked into a sympathetic officer in immigration who managed to fast track their citizenship. A miracle in it's own right. The boy Cristobal, Chris, grew into a man in Vibora Bay, unaware of this legacy that may or may not be his to claim. His mother never told him of her family's claims of divinity, she doesn't really believe them herself, more pompous grandstanding from her religious and authoritarian parents. Chris came into his power when a man came to the dance club he was visiting. Chris stopped him before he could kill. Then ran. He thought he was losing his mind. He's still coming to grips with what it means. There is a Voice in his head that tells him about destiny and fate and his power. He doesn't know if he can believe it but it also wants him to help people and with his own voice he's able to do just that. He has taken up the name Sagrado Corazon and even got a costume together. He's shown up in the aftermath of disaster, occasionally stumbled into trouble starting, guided by the Voice. Costume and Appearance Sagrado Corazon is a fit attractive Latino and his costume does little to hide those facts. The skin tight bodysuit clings to his frame like a second skin in an iridescent silver. Over this he wears a lacing of crimson ribbons running up his arms and legs and beneath the small matching vestlet over his chest. His chocolate colored eyes are mostly hidden behind a small domino mask of similar silver material though nothing else hides his handsome features or dark hair. When he can afford it chris highlights his hair in a bleached platinum blonde. He moves in and out of costume with confidence and poise and exudes a comforting gentility that tends to put friend and foe alike at ease. Powers Primary power is the Voice. Sagrado Corazon is able to call upon the Divine to empower his commands and enforce obedience in the weak willed. This can be utilized subtly to control an individual directly through a series of commands or applied more directly to halt a foe in place or sedate them as well as to affect the mood of a crowd. By meeting the eyes of a potential foe he is able to drive home the effects of their actions on others, for most criminals the realization of the harm they cause is debilitating. if nothing else the wash of emotion is disorienting. Additionally his existence is somewhat blessed, as if watched over by some higher power. Attacks miss at the last moment due to a stray bird or deflect off of improbably surfaces. He also has the voice in his head warning him of danger and how to evade attacks. With his natural grace he's able to usually avoid the worst of attacks. He can extend this grace with concentration to defend an area from many forms of attacks the bullets and other projectiles improbably interfering with each other or lodging in a thick book or badge or wallet. It is miraculous... On the subject of miracles, with concentration Sagrado Corazon can call forth his tie to the divine to perform minor miracles healing, repairing, creating. He's least comfortable with these abilities ot sure at what price such things may come. Allies Maria De La Cruz (Mother): She's there for him 100%. Of course she may be a more likely target than aid she is well liked in the community and people often ignore the housekeeper making her contacts in the hospitality industry a potential source for information. Father Rafael: Chris has an uncomfortable relationship with his priest. Surprisingly it's not over his sexuality, mre his attendance and sometimes, reckless personal relationships. He hasn't revealed his secret tothe Prist yet but other than his mother he is the most likely one to find out. Timeline And Links Reputation Table News Thread 2019 Fall Storm of the Century! - (Vibora Bay Intro Thread) A hurricane bears down on Vibora bay and our heroes must face what crawls out of the swamp!
  5. So we've got our first four VB PCs approved, and hopefully more to come soon. Any ideas what kinds of stories we want to tell? I for one am very intrigued by the swamp just North of town.
  6. Sagrado Corazon Power Level: 10 (186/199PP) Unspent Power Points: 13 Trade-Offs: ±0 Attack / ±0 Damage, +5 Defense / -5 Toughness In Brief: Preacher if Jesse was a better person Catchphrase: Theme: Don't You Worry Child, Born This Way, Alternate Identity: The Saint, El Santo (public), Cristóbal (Chris) De La Cruz (private) Birthplace: Tampico, Mexico Residence: Weston, Vibora Bay Base of Operations: Weston, Vibora Bay Occupation: DJ, Waiter, Bartender Affiliations: None Currently Family: Maria Guadalupe De La Cruz (mother) Description: Age: DoB: September 21, 1998 Apparent Age: Youthful actual age Gender: Male Ethnicity: Latino Height: 5'9" Weight: 153 lbs Eyes: Brown Hair: Brown, blonde highlights Chris has a compact and lithe gymnasts build of middling height. A dimpled smile and certain practiced intensity has earned him larger tips on more than one occasion and he's not above taking full advantage of that. His hair is neatly coiffed in a neat fade with the top just long enough to cover an eye when allowed though usually is swept back and cleanly styled into a subtle wave with blonde highlights to it's natural deep mahogany tones. Deep chestnut eyes sit beneath a delicate brow, clean shaven with fine cheekbones Chris' golden caramel skin tone is often augmented with a light touch of make up to best smooth his complexion and highlight his features. He cuts a handsome figure and is well aware of it setting off his civilian looks with well fitted dress shirts or skin tight tees as the situation demands paired with fashionable jeans or shorts depending on the locale. His costume consists of a fitted iridescent silver/white full coverage bodysuit with integral boots blending seamlessly into his calves. A criss crossing ribbon in red runs over the bodysuit with a matching short laced vest over his chest. The suit comes up to the bottom of his jaw but leaves his head uncovered with a matching thin lensed domino mask covering his eyes. The overall image is akin to a cirque du soleil take on superhero design. History: Chris was born to a single mother. The youngest daughter of a conservative and upwardly mobile family in Tampico on the gulf coast. He's never met them and has no intention to. He and his mother were removed to an illicit convent hidden in the hills of the eastern Sierra Madre. Despite the formal organizations having been outlawed as part of reforms separating church and state in the twenties some few underground orders remained serving the devout. His family had connections to one such and thus a place to send their 'sinful' daughter and her bastard. He was raised in equal parts by his mother as the sisters of the hidden order, it was not an unpleasant childhood but neither was it particularly warm and loving. His mother never took her vows, a point of contention with the abbess, and did her best to take an active role in her sons life as the orders strictures allowed. He was well educated in matters both civil and religious and given all he needed to grow into a healthy young man. Shortly after his twelfth birthday while trying to come to terms with his budding sexuality in the relative isolation of the convent he was found by one of his tutors while experimenting with his mother's carefully hoarded make up. the sisters response was swift and harsh. They attempted to switch the deviancy from him to his mother's grave protests. His mother fled with him that night making for the coast knowing they'd expect her to strike north for the United States. In hindsight Chris realized she must have long been prepared for when they would have to flee though he still has no idea why. Unknown to him and only barely understood by his mother, the order and his family along with others hidden throughout the church believed her family to be a repository of the bloodline of the messiah. Thus her 'sinful' pregnancy and worse her sons 'deviancy' was a dire threat to their carefully curated program to keep the line alive and pure. Once they made it to the coastal communities his mother managed to arrange transport across the gulf eventually landing in Vibora Bay and requesting asylum. It was not a swift process but they managed to navigate the bureaucracy and gain entry and eventually citizenship. While they waited his mother worked many jobs to support them, eventually managing to become a supervisor of hospitality at a nearby beach resort. Chris attended public school and made middling grades. Life for a queer immigrant on the panhandle led him into more than a few fights in his early days, his mother fearing for their asylum claims was firm in him following a path of peace. Not acquiescence but peace. Eventually it sunk in and Chris is now effectively a pacifist violence begets violence as his mother would say. Teach, show them, be the better man. Most days he likes to think he succeeds. It likely helps that modern Vibora Bay is more welcoming than many places to his existence. Upon graduation Chris knew there was no money for college and knew even more so his struggles in scholarship would not get him far. Like many of his generation he bounces from job to job' living with his mother and helping with the bills. His dream is to make it big as a DJ though he recognizes even local fame is unlikely. In the meantime he works waiting tables or bartending where his looks and charming demeanor cna earn him spending money and taking what DJ gigs he can supplementing with driving for UBER or Lyft and delivering for one gig economy app or another. Things changed last fall. He was out with friends at a local club that catered to the younger LGBT latino community. Chris had just arrived and was lingering just inside the club looking for where his friends might be when there was some kind of altercation in front. There were slurs shouted, threats, then a sharp crack of a gunshot outside, screams barely audible over the thumbing beat of the nights mix. The gunman stepped in, the few others near enough to see started to scatter, Chris stared at the man almost in confusion as the barrel began to rise. His memory is foggy of what happened next. He demanded the man drop the gun, there was an almost blinding light from behind him, the rifle fell to the floor and the gunman met Chris' eyes his gaze full of so much hate then sorrow as he fell to his knees sobbing and begging forgiveness. Chris ran. That was when the Voice started, his glorious purpose, his destiny, his fate. And Chris couldn't run from the Voice. His mother thought his moodiness was shock from the near shooting, or maybe drugs. She told him to tell her when he was ready. He doesn't know if he ever will be. But he does know he stopped something terrible that day, and times since. He of course has a choice, everyone does, but not helping is hardly any choice at all. So he swore a designer he knew to secrecy and got a disguise, a costume, and now he tries to make the world a little less frightening. Personality & Motivation: Chris is young and a little scared. He still is trying to figure out what he wants to be when he grows up and he has a voice in his head telling him he about duty, destiny, and hinting at dark futures he may have to stop. As he puts it, "It's, Alot." The worst of it is that Chris won't walk away. He knows he can help, and that if he doesn't it won't get done or worse fall to another to help, possibly at greater cost. He's not certain if he's losing his mind, and not sure if fixing that would take his powers. He's not sure if he might want that. So he lives his life full out with a certain heedless abandon where tomorrow is not promised and does what he can to make the world a better place in the meantime. He's given to private crises, but outwardly is gregarious, flirty, and carefree. Powers & Tactics: Still ingrained in his methods is his mothers teaching of how many problems are solved by violence (zero). Chris is at the core a pacifist. And his powers lend themselves to this. He speaks with divine mandate and the world obeys his commands. He can disable, disarm, and command weaker minds and overwhelm even strong ones. He usually keeps his commands simple and short, 'Stop!', 'Sleep!', 'Freeze!' etc. will stop many in their tracks at least long enough for them to be restrained. More complex commands can be used in less strenuous circumstance of course and he has been known to march those bound to the Voice into a police station to turn themselves in. A situation the police accept with dubious care, where mind controlling supers fall on the spectrum of fourth, or fifth amendment rights is sufficiently unclear to make such tactics questionable. When facing foes not affected by the Voice directly he'll concentrate on defending innocents and doing what he can to aid or bolster allies. Power Descriptions: Much of Chris' powers are internal, the advice and warnings of the Voice can reveal much when it's in a talkative mood and will warn him of dangers. As well his existence is to put it tritely, blessed, fate bends to the will of the Divine and the Divine wishes him intact. His active powers consist mostly of the Voice of the Divine overwhelming the weak minded. His commands must be obeyed when he puts the power of the Voice behind them. Beyond the ethereal presence of the Voice and it's direct effects it is difficult to notice, people simply obey his command. When used with subtlety it can go unnoticed entirely while shouting short commands as in most fights are a more obvious use mostly due to the immediate reactions. Chris is also able to peer into the psyche of an enemy and force upon them visions of how their actions harm others or similar regrets of ill lived lives. Such revelation can be overwhelming. Lastly he can perform miracles, manna from heaven, heal the sick, mend the broken, even if it is so willed raise the recently fallen. Performing such miracles even on a small scale is not subtle invoking a divine glow at the very least and manifesting a blinding halo, or even the chorus celestial upon grander use. Complications: The Voice: There is a Voice, God, Angel, or madness Chris doesn't examine too closely. It speaks of his duty and the needs of the world as well as some future fate. The Voice may demand action or inaction of Chris listening to it may earn HP, the voice may also be distraction either with demands or overwhelming him at key moments earning Chris HP for such setbacks. Pacifism: Though he's willing to use his powers to stop people he draws a line at harm. When the situation calls for direct violence and his refusal limits his options chris will earn HP. The Covenant: The self styled Covenant of the Blood believes that it has a sacred duty to guide and preserve the lineage of Christ and that Chris is a scion of this august line. Attracting their attention could become problematic in many ways. Pure of Heart: Those who have committed no wrongs upon others may be immune to the visions he conjures with Empathic Visions earning him HP. Abilities: 4 + 8 + 10 + 4 + 20 + 10 = 56PP Strength: 14 (+2) Dexterity: 18 (+4) Constitution: 20 (+5) Intelligence: 14 (+2) Wisdom: 30 (+10) Charisma: 20 (+5) Combat: 0 + 10 = 10PP Initiative: +8 (+4 Dex, +4 Improved Initiative) Attack: +0/+4 Melee, +0/+4 Ranged Defense: +5/+15 (+5/+10 Base, +0/+5 Dodge Focus), +5 Flat-Footed Grapple: +6 Knockback: -2 Saving Throws: 0 + 6 + 5 = 11PP Toughness: +5 (+5 Con, +0) Fortitude: +5 (+5 Con, +0) Reflex: +10 (+4 Dex, +6), Evasion 2 Will: +15 (+10 Wis, +5) Skills: 80R = 20PP Acrobatics 6 (+10) Bluff 5 (+10) (+14 Attractive) Concentration 5 (+15) Diplomacy 10 (+15) (+19 Attractive) Gather Information 5 (+10) Intimidate 5 (+10) Knowledge: Current Events 3 (+5) Knowledge: Pop Culture 3 (+5) Knowledge: Streetwise 3 (+5) Knowledge: Theology and Philosophy 3 (+5) Language 2 (Spanish:Native, Latin, English) Notice 10 (+20) Perform: Percussion 5 (+10) Perform: Keyboards 5 (+10) Sense Motive 10 (+20) Feats: 18PP Attractive Connected Contacts Evasion 2 Improved Defense 2 Improved Initiative Luck 3 Quick Change Skill Mastery (Diplomacy, Gather information, Notice, Sense Motive) Inspire 5 Powers: 23 + 1 + 2 + 4 + 4 + 37 = 71PP Enhanced Traits 15 (Guardian Angel; Base Attack 4, Base Defense 5, Dodge Focus 5) [23PP] (Divine, Fate) Enhanced Traits 2 (Voice of the Divine; Well Informed(1), Gather Information 4(1);Flaws: Uncontrolled) [1PP] (Divine, Inspiration) Super Senses 2 (Voice of the Divine; Danger sense(mental)(1), Uncanny Dodge(mental)(1)) [2PP] (Divine, Inspiration) Super Senses 8 (Voice of the Divine; Postcognition, Precognition; Flaws: Uncontrolled) [4PP] (Divine, Inspiration) Variable Pool 1 (5 PP Pool, 1 Power(Alteration, Miracle) at a time; Miracles;) [4PP] (Divine, Miracle) The Voice 16 (32 PP Array; Feats: Alternate Power 5)[37PP] (Divine) Base Power: Mind Control 10 (Voice of Command; Extras: Duration(sustained), Conscious; Flaws: Sense Dependant(Auditory); Feats: subtle 2) {32/32} (command) Alternate Power: Deflect 15 (Deus Ex; Projectiles(fast and slow); Extras: Area; Flaws: Distracting; Feats: Selective, Subtle) {32/32} (Fate) Alternate Power: Emotion Control 10 (Inspiring Command; Extras: Area(General, Perception-Auditory), Duration(continuous-lasting), Selective Attack; Flaws: Range(touch) -2; Feats: Reversible, Subtle) {32/32} (oration) Alternate Power: Nauseate 10 (Empathic Visions; Extras: Alternate Save(Will)+0, Mental +0, Range(perception)+2; Flaws: Sense Dependant(Visual); Feats: Reversible) {31/32} (Regret, Despair) Alternate Power: Paralyze 10 (Halting Command; Extras: Range(perception)+2, Mental +0; Flaws: Sense Dependant(Auditory); Feats: Reversible) {31/32} (command) Alternate Power: Stun 10 (Sedating Command; Extras: Alternate Save(Will)+0, Mental +0, Range(perception)+2; Flaws: Sense Dependant(Auditory); Feats: Reversible, Sedation) {32/array cost} (command) Drawbacks: -0PP DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVING THROW EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC17 Toughness (Staged) Damage (Physical) Inspiring Command Perception DC20 Will (Staged) Emotion Control Empathic Visions Perception DC20 Will (Staged) Nauseate Halting Command Perception DC20 Will (Staged) Paralyze Sedating Command Perception DC20 Will (Staged) Stun Totals: Abilities (56) + Combat (10) + Saving Throws (11) + Skills (20) + Feats (18) + Powers (71) - Drawbacks (0) = 186/199 Power Points
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