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  1. Dirge Timeline Kill Team (IN PROGRESS): Dirge helps defend a defenseless world against pirate raids. For A Fistful of Tepeyoite (IN PROGRESS): Dirge is one of seven magnificent heroes defending a backwater planet from an army of bandits. He meets his first Praetorian, The Traveller. Toccata and Fugue (IN PROGRESS): Dirge meets Starlok and finds a kindred spirit. All Aboard The Nightmare Ship (IN PROGRESS): Dirge accompanies Starlok to investigate a haunted ship, and they meet Doktor Archeville.
  2. Starlok Power Level: 12 (185/186 PP) Unspent Power Points: 1 Trade-Offs: N/A In Brief: A countess from a vampire-like alien species out to protect the galaxy as part of her noble duty. Catchphrase: Starlok hungers! Theme: Mannfred von Carstein Theme - Total War Warhammer 2 Alternate Identity: Ori-Bath of House Nos, Countess of Lugo (Public) Birthplace: Castle Lugo, on the night moon of Nokton Residence: Space Base of Operations: The Pale Rider Occupation: Aristocrat Affiliations: House of Nos Family: Ney-Var (father, deceased), Ka-Har (mother, deceased), Ven-Ruth (brother), Description: Age: 122 (DoB: May 26, 1897) Apparent Age: Mid-20s. Gender: Female Ethnicity: Alien Height: 5’08” Weight: 140 lbs Eyes: Red Hair: Dark blue, long Starlok’s appearance, to an Earthling, immediately calls to mind the wicked vampire. Her skin is pale grey, her eyes blood red, her ears pointed, her fingers ending in black, razor sharp fingernails and in place of canines, she has fangs. Yet there is the touch of something alien to her as well: Her long, widow’s peaked hair, though normally appearing black, is revealed to be actually a very dark blue under the right light; her skin lacks any blemish, not even a mole; her pupils are actually a subtle starburst shape rather than round. Starlok stands 5’08”, with a lithe, athletic figure. Her face is angular, with very prominent cheekbones, with a thin upper lip and a pointed nose. She is fond of makeup, wearing black eyeshadow and similarly coloured lipstick in most occasions, even when she is going into battle, and is fond of wearing golden rings and necklaces. When in a civilian context, she dresses richly, favouring long, flowing gowns and fashionable jewelry in colours like dark purple, mauve and burgundy. When dressed for battle, she dons the Panoply of Nos, which takes the form of a golden girdle, a similarly coloured open-top helmet that frames her face adorned with what looks like bat wings, and a sword made of blood red metal. This is accompanied by a midnight blue leotard, thigh high red boots, and a black opera cape with the collar turned upwards so that it reaches up above the back of her head. History: Ori-Bath was born as a scion of House Nos on the night moon of Nokton, the daughter of Count Ney-Var and his wife, Ka-Har. The oldest of two children, Ori-Bath was raised to become the next Countess of Lugo, a prestigious position that her younger brother Ven-Ruth made no secret of coveting. Only separated by a year, Ven-Ruth constantly jockeyed for favour, but both Ori-Bath and her parents ignored these attempts. For over a century, Ori-Bath remained convinced of her succession. However, in that time, her brother’s bitterness had grown. Secretly, Ven-Ruth made alliances with other houses and built up forces to strike when the time was right. The chance came when Ney-Var decided to abdicate and allow Ori-Bath to ascend as Countess. On the day of her coronation, Ven-Ruth struck. Both Ney-Var and Ka-Har were struck down, but Ori-Bath herself managed to survive. Taking with her the ancestral Panoply of Nos, the ancient gear necessary to hold the right to rule, she fled aboard one of her family space-ships, the Pale Rider, and took off into space. Adopting the title of “Starlok”, a sobriquet once used by the founder of her noble house, Ori-Bath fled into the wider galaxy looking for support to reclaim her rightful lands. In doing so, she has occasionally deigned to act as a hero to whatever people she has been near, partially out of a sense of noble duty and partially because she knows that she needs to build respect to gain the aid she needs. All the while, her brother and his allies send hunters after her, knowing that without the Panoply of Nos, Ven-Ruth’s rule can never be legitimate. Forever watching her back and yet always moving forward, Starlok must contend with much if she is ever to reclaim her lands and return home. Personality & Motivation: As befitting a noblewoman, Starlok is a very haughty woman. She has an exceptionally high opinion of herself, and an even more exceptionally low opinion of most others. Her reasons are many - her noble blood, her impressive intellect, her appearance. But even if she had none of these, her personality is such that she would still hold herself in high regard. Bruises to her ego only strengthen her resolve to prove herself better than her enemies, of which she has many. Yet, for all her belief of superiority, Starlok believes strongly that she has an obligation to ensure the safety and security of those around her, a noblesse oblige. This is still tied into her ego - the helpless masses needing the aid of someone competent and regal - but it’s there. She bristles at the pointless mistreatment of others, and is completely and utterly honest to the point of bluntness. Unafraid of combat, she will gladly put her life on the line to defend the common people, even if this is mostly because she’s too arrogant to believe she’ll ever die. Starlok loves to be theatrical, and is prone to making grand proclamations and refer to herself in the third person. When people don’t take this seriously, she takes notice and becomes annoyed. She demands respect, and only becomes more theatrical the more it is denied to her. Powers & Tactics: Starlok is a frontline combatant, through and through. Wading into combat with her Blade of the Blood Drinkers, she hacks and slashes her way to victory. Should she be disarmed, or simply very injured, she switches to her claws, which allow her to drink the life-force of her enemies and restore herself. Preferring straight-forward combat, she primarily uses her flight to bridge the gap between herself and enemies, rushing forward to hit them with her sword. Power Descriptions: Though she appears humanoid, Starlok’s biology is very different than that of H. sapiens. Her flesh contains thin layers of non-newtonian fluid, which when combined with bones that possess natural carbon fiber and redundant organs like a second liver and heart make her body more resilient than many species in the galaxy. Her eyes are specially constructed to see in the dark, combining hyper-sensitive photoreceptors with cat-like reflectors. What appear to be merely claw-like fingernails are instead an important part of her digestive system, combining enzymes with efficient muscles to drain the blood of others and filter out important nutrients like Vitamin D even as it enters the bloodstream. However, she also faces some complications. Her species is native to the dark side of a massive moon, and as such she is effectively allergic to daylight, and other intense light is similarly damaging to her skin and eyes. Silver is as toxic to her as arsenic is to humans, due to its extreme rarity on her homeworld. The non-newtonian fluid in her flesh is also slightly flammable, and thus fire hurts her more than other substances.’ She is supplemented by the Panoply of Nos, a set of armour and a sword that have been designed to enhance its wearer to even higher levels. The girdle, also known as the Girdle of Es-Tep, projects a gravitic field that allows her to project a force-field of gravitic energy, which simultaneously allows her to take flight into the sky. It also releases pulses of energy into her muscles, stimulating them to the point that they allow her to perform amazing feats of strength. Her sword, the Blade of the Blood Drinkers, is made of a strange red metal that is profoundly sharp and sturdy, allowing her to hack through even the toughest enemies, while her helmet, the Helm of Nos, empowers her natural senses and notifies her of danger. Complications: You Fool! You Worm!: Starlok is of a grandiose disposition, and sometimes cannot help but remind the enemy of how superior she is to them. The GM can award her a hero point if she wastes her turn monologuing rather than doing anything productive. The Peasants are Revolting: Starlok is an aristocrat through and through, and sometimes she cannot conceal her contempt for the lower classes. The GM can award her a hero point if her snobbery ruins a social interaction. Starlok Hungers!: While she can be sated by normal food for a time, Starlok’s primary mode of sustenance is the life essence of others and she will become weak if she goes too long without feeding. The GM can award her a point to give her a -2 penalty to all physical stats until she feeds on a living thing. Nobless Oblige: For all her snobbery, Starlok firmly believes nobility comes with duties like protecting the lesser folk. The GM can award her a hero point to force her to drop what she is doing to protect the imperiled. How Dare You!: Starlok has an ego the size of a large nebula, and it is easily bruised. The GM can have award her a hero point to have her focus on an enemy who has insulted her, or to forgo her turn out of spite if another PC offends her. A Countess Should Keep Her Word: Starlok is painfully honest, and will always keep her word even if it would benefit her to break it. She is similarly almost pathologically unwilling to lie, something which has caused numerous problems for her in the past. The GM can award her a hero point whenever her honesty causes problems for her. ABILITIES: 10 + 4 + 16 + 20 + 10 + 6 = 66 PP Strength: 20 (+5), Lifting STR 40 Dexterity: 14 (+2) Constitution: 26 (+8) Intelligence: 30 (+10) Wisdom: 20 (+5) Charisma: 16 (+3) COMBAT: 8 + 8 = 16 PP Initiative: +6 Attack: +12 Melee, +4 Ranged Defense: +12 (+4 Base, +8 Dodge Focus), +2 Flat-Footed Grapple: +17/+21 Knockback: -6/-12 SAVING THROWS: 2 + 8 + 5 = 15 PP Toughness: +12 (+8 Con, +4 Force Field; 8/10 Impervious) Fortitude: +10 (+8 Con, +2) Reflex: +10 (+2 Dex, +8) Will: +10 (+5 Wis, +5) SKILLS: 52R = 13PP Diplomacy 7 (+10) Intimidate 16 (+19) Knowledge (Galactic Lore) 2 (+12) Knowledge (Theology and Philosophy) 2 (+12) Languages 3 (Nokton [Native], English, Galstandard, Lor) Perform (Oratory) 7 (+10) Pilot 8 (+10) Search 2 (+10) Sense Motive 5 (+10) Enhanced Skills: Notice 4 (+9) FEATS: 36PP Attack Focus (Melee) 8 Dodge Focus 8 Equipment 12 Fearless Improved Initiative Jack-of-All Trades Luck 2 Status (Nobility, Wealth 2) Equipment: 12PP = 60EP The Pale Rider (Vehicle; Spaceship) [60 EP] Size: Colossal [4 EP] Strength: 75 [5 EP] Defence: 2 [0 EP] Toughness: 13 [0 EP] Features: Communications, Computer, Hangar, Living Space, Personnel Powers Damage 10 [Extras: Ranged] [20 EP] Flight 10 [10,000 MPH] [20 EP] Super Movement: Space Flight 3 [Intergalactic] [6 EP] POWERS: 25 + 12 + 2 + 9 + 3 = 51 PP Device 6 (Panoply of House Nos; Flaws: Hard to Lose; Power Feats: Restricted: Bloodline [House of Nos]) [25 PP] (Multiple items) Sword Damage 7 (Blade of the Blood Drinkers; Power Feats: Mighty, Penetrating 3, Takedown Attack) [12 DP] (Physical, Slashing, Piercing) Girdle Flight 3 (Wings of Nos; 50 MPH) [6 DP] (Cosmic, Gravitic) Force Field 4 (Invisible Armour of Estep; Extras: Impervious 2; Power Feats: Selective) [7 DP] (Cosmic, Gravitic) Super-Strength 4 (Micropulse Muscle Stimulation; Flaws: Sustained) (Cosmic, technology) [4 DP] Helmet Enhanced Skill (Integrated Sensors: Notice 4 [1 DP] (Technology, Computational) Drain Constitution 8 (Thirsting Talons; Power Feats: Progression 4 [20 minutes]) [12 PP] (Alien, Biological) Immunity 1 (Perfect Telomeres; Ageing; Power Feats: Innate) [2 PP] (Alien, Biological) Impervious Toughness 8 (Natural Resilience; Power Feats: Innate) [9 PP] (Alien, Biological) Super-Senses: Darkvision (Hunter’s Eyes; Power Feats: Innate) [3 PP] (Alien, Biological) DRAWBACKS: (-2) + (-2) + (-2) + (-5) = -12 PP Vulnerable (“Fire” effects; Frequency: Common. Intensity: Minor) [-2 PP] Vulnerable (“Light” effects; Frequency: Common; Intensity: Moderate) [-3 PP] Vulnerable (“Silver” effects; Frequency: Uncommon; Intensity: Moderate) [-2 PP] Weakness (Daylight; Frequency: Very Common; Intensity: Moderate [-1 Constitution; Time: 20 minutes) [-5 PP] DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC 20 Toughness Damage Thirsting Talons Touch DC 18 Fortitude Drain Constitution Blade Touch DC 27 Toughness Damage TOTALS: Abilities (66) + Combat (16) + Saving Throws (15) + Skills (13) + Feats (36) + Powers (51) - Drawbacks (12) = 185/186 points
  3. Hyperslice Power Level: 12 (180/187PP) Unspent Power Points: 7 Trade-Offs: -2 Attack / +2 Damage, +5 Defense / -5 Toughness In Brief: A serpentine star-soaring aristocrat. Catchphrase: "Have a slice!" Theme: Garbage: When I Grow Up Alternate Identity: Skirris Sandwinder of the Silver Shadow Birthplace: Haasaa Prime, The Nest Residence: Coalition Victory Station Base of Operations: Coalition Victory Station Occupation: Aristocrat, Praetorian, Affiliations: Praetorians, Lor Republic, Queenmother Neshath Family: Nasselth Sandwinder (mother), Ashmet Scourtail (father), several dozen sisters and brothers, Description: Age: 18 ( calendar) Apparent Age: N/A Gender: Female Ethnicity: Northern Dune Height: 7' Weight: 250lbs Eyes: Green Hair: None Resembling the naga from Hindu legend, Skirris is a brawny brown and black reptilian alien with a humanoid upper body and snake's lower body. While her head is blunter and more ape-like than a snake or Lemurian's, she is covered in golden-brown scales patterned with red, lacks ears and hair, and has a mouth full of curving fangs and a forked tongue. Like most adolescents of her species she hasn't fully developed the complex network of facial scales that give the haasaan their identification. On duty she wears a silvery costume from head to tip that doubles as a space-suit and armor, off duty she wears all the frills, bands, bangles and bizarre mixes of galactic fashion she can get her hands on. History: Two thousand years ago, in service of the now-vanished Delaztri Empire, there was an army of specially-gifted citizens called the Praetorians. Among their number was the Silver Shadow, a serpentine ghost who could pass through light-years as easily as millimetres and fell a hundred enemies on a hundred worlds before the first could fall. She was a conduit for that mysterious region known as hyperspace, able to bridge material gulfs through a benign mutation. She is thought to have died in the war against the Communion and was lost to history on all worlds but her home, Haasaa Prime, home of the haasaan, a golden-green jewel of deserts and luscious jungles. On that same world two millenia later was born Skirris Sandwinder, who quickly showed signs of having the same talent for manipulating hyperspace. Unfortunately, growing up in the royal estates, surrounded by the wealth and privilege of her rank and with the power to escape any situation she didn't want to be in, the kind of nobility and courage that marked her predecessor evaded her. Quickly boring of her home, by the age of seven she began wandering off to find trouble. By the age of ten she had graduated to petty mischief and the Queenmother of the haasaan knew that only worse was to come. She ordered the secret construction of a device to restrict Skirris's powers, and call her back to the Nest if she strayed. To the young girl, who all her life had been placated and coaxed with the awesome destiny that was her birthright, it was a sign that all along everyone had been lying and just wanted to control her. No longer able to simply leave her classes, the young aristocrat sullenly got back into studies and attending court lessons like all her noble siblings. It was in her thirteenth year that she figured out how to channel hyperspacial energy to empower her strikes, forcing a hasty refit of the Dam. By seventeen however, Skirris had seemed to calm and mellow, showing real interest in the wider world, especially the exotic cultures of other species. The Dam was relaxed, on the condition that she not do anything that had necessitated its existence. The rule proved depressingly easy to break, as every other month the teenaged noblewoman would systematically empty every bar on Haasaa Prime of its liquor and any local alpha female who figured they stood a chance in a fight with her. There was never death or permanent injury, but the constant reports of their misbehaving super-being and the seeming impossibility of correcting Skirris's behaviour outside of force made up for that. Even her parents were at a loss of how to deal with her. The outbreak of the Incursion War, and the desperate struggle for survival in the early days of the Communion attack, proved to be the solution. Despite her lack of experience Skirris was packed off to help haasaan colonies evacuate and get valuables and artifacts out of the growing warspace. Torn from the stifling confines of one planet, one people, and flung into a myriad others, the novice Silver Shadow saw for the first time how small and petty her lifelong-tantrum had been, the wonders and adventure that lay beyond her familiar star. Rushing through the shifting silence of hyperspace, saving innocent lives and priceless treasures from destruction, Skirris found her true calling. However, the war ended, she was recalled to Haasaa Prime, and though the Queenmother formally deactivated the Dam in light of her efforts and unexpected valour, she was forbidden from wandering outside the system until a Republic scientific study could be done on her unusual genetics and she had selected suitable mates. Realizing the years that now stood between her and any chance of getting to live like she had during the war, Skirris sank back into her old ways of boozing and barfights, enlivened wih the occasional scandalous dalliance with some obviously unsuitable male. At last, her parents and the Queenmother had had enough. With the opening of the ranks of the reestablished Praetorians, Skirris was promptly offered as a potential member, nobody more surprised than her when she was accepted. Presented with a specially-crafted Silver Shadow suit she was quickly packed off to the Praetorian base at CoVic Station, cut off from her family, her parents' wealth and prestige, everything she had known since childhood, out into the wild black yonder of infinite terrors and evils. Her life had begun at last. Personality & Motivation: Skirris is an unsophisticated party girl, a thuggish and loud-mouthed extract of a rigidly hierarchal and class-based society. While her name has no weight outside the Haas system, she's never short of confidence or expectation of obedience, especially from men, who she still has trouble taking seriously as leaders or fighters. Her naive ignorance about the world is compounded by an overweening self-regard for herself and her abilities, to the point where she all but reflexively challenges the decisions of anyone she sees as a rival. Lacking in social skills besides a well-honed ability to lie with a straight face, Skirris is largely concerned with getting what she wants when she wants it. Having lacked true peers for most of her life, she has trouble emphathizing with others' problems, though she does have a fierce sense of loyalty to anyone who treats her even a little like she sees as her due. Preferring bars to battlefields and roaming to reconnaissance, as Hyperslice she nontheless puts herself aside, plunging into battles and contests of power she has no chance of winning, both to avoid the nagging doubt of "Could I?" and to make herself into what she knows she was born to be: the greatest hero in all space. Powers & Tactics: Able to dart in and out of battlefields on multiple planets, when fighting alone Skirris prefers to rush in, get her punches into the enemy, and rush out before they can retaliate. When with allies, she constantly looks for ways to tilt the odds in their favour, though her inexperience limits what she can really do even with all her power. Power Descriptions: Hyperslice channels the forces underlying hyperspace, the intersitial dimension commonly used for travel by space-faring species. With it she can hurl herself across the cosmos by opening gaps or lanes to her destination, redirect energy and impacts directed at her into hyperspace, or just turn herself into a cosmically-fast brawler. Whenever she uses her powers, her body is suffused with a shifting silver aura, and in flight she leaves a trail of exotic particles that in some atmospheres create dazzling auroras. Complications: Amazing Traffic Hazard: Sending dangerous things into the most-used transit dimension in the known omniverse is hardly an infallible or safe strategy. Bar Boa: Local watering holes are good places for information and fun, but also good places to get into needless trouble or attract unwanted attention. Skirris doesn't care about that last, yet. Blowing through life: If it even kind of sounds like a good time, Skirris is there. Challenger: Hyperslice must prove equal or superior in all challenges or contests, no matter how improbable. Got Dam: The device created to nullify her powers and transport her back to Haasaa Prime is currently deactivated and partially disassembled. With the right know-how, that can easily change. Easy Mark: Skirris is horrifyingly easy to mislead. Got Something Ancient On My Scales: In the course of ferrying prehistoric artifacts and heirlooms, Skirris could have exposed herself to any number of things, from Preserver nanites to Hierarchy biomoulds, Delaztri energy reformers or the mystic crystal Siphons of Sirrion. Motivation: Living up to her and others' expectations of herself. Responsibility: Helping other Praetorians. Rivals with her boss: Hyperslice has an irrational and utterly pointless combatative relationship with Paradigm, leader of the Praetorians. Rivals with ANY boss: That extends to almost anyone in authority, no matter how earned it is or how good the authority figure. The Replacement: There's more going on with the first Silver Shadow's disappearance than anyone knows. Sucker for a good tail: Surrounded by exotic, fascinating aliens, Skirris is willing to overlook a LOT in someone if she thinks he's pretty. Abilities: 8 + 10 + 10 + 0 - 2 + 0 = 26PP Strength: 18 (+4) Dexterity: 20 (+5) Constitution: 20 (+5) Intelligence: 10 (+0) Wisdom: 8 (-1) Charisma: 10 (+0) Combat: 12 + 12 = 24PP Initiative: +13 Attack: +10 Melee, +6 Ranged Defense: +17 (+6 Base, +11 Dodge Focus), +3 Flat-Footed Grapple: +15 Knockback: -4/-2 Saving Throws: 3 + 7 + 8 = 18PP Toughness: +7 (+5 Con, +2 Protection, +5/+0 Impervious) Fortitude: +8 (+5 Con, +3) Reflex: +12 (+5 Dex, +7) Will: +7 (-1 Wis, +8) Skills: 44R = 11PP Bluff 12 (+12) Escape Artist 5 (+10) Knowledge(Current Events) 10 (+10) Knowledge(Galactic Lore) 5 (+5) Knowledge(Pop Culture) 10 (+10) Languages 2(Galactic Standard, Haasri(Native), Jerreid) Feats: 22PP Attack Focus 4 (Melee) Dodge Bonus 11 Grappling Finesse Improved Initiative 2 Improved Trip Interpose Luck Move-by-Action Equipment 0 = 0EP Praetorian Personal Communicator(Communication: Flaw: to/from other PPCs only)[0EP] Powers: 17 + 6 + 32 + 27 + 2 = 84PP Device 4(20PP Device; Hard to Lose; Feats: Restricted 1(haasaan)[17PP] hypersuit Technology Immunity 9(Life Support) Impervious TOU 5 Protection 2 Super-Senses 4(Direction Sense(oriented towards Haasaa Prime), Distance Sense, Time Sense, Tracking(Infravision)) Haasaan Physiology(5PP Passive Container; Feats: Innate)[6PP] Elongation 1(5'; tail)[1PP] Super-Movement 1(Slithering)[2PP] Super-Senses 2(Acute Normal Olfactory; Infravision)[2PP] Hyper Array 15(30PP array; Feats: Alternate Power 2)[32PP] Mutant/Cosmic Base Power: Flight 12(50,000MPH, 500,000FPR)[24] + Super-Movement 3(Space-Travel 3)[6PP] = 30PP AP: Immunity 20(All Lethal Physical Damage; Extras: Linked(Immunity(Lethal Energy Damage, Heat/Radiation Effects); Flaws: Half-effect)[10PP] + Immunity 20(Lethal Energy Damage; Extras: Linked(Lethal Physical Damage, Heat/Radiation Effects); Flaws: Half-effect)[10PP] + Immunity 10(Heat/Radiation Effects; Extras: Linked(Lethal Energy/Physical Damage))[10PP] = 30PP AP: Teleport 15(anywhere in same solar system.; Extras: Accurate; Flaws: Long-Range Only)[30PP] Slice Array 12.5(25PP; Feats: Alternate power 2)[27PP] Mutant/training Base Power: Damage 10(Extras: Penetration 7; Feats: Mighty[DMG 14], Knockback 7[DMG 21])[25PP] AP: Damage 10(Extras: Area(Burst, 100ft), Selective Attack; Flaws: Action(Full-Round); Feats: Mighty[DMG 14], Progression 4(Area Radius))[25PP] AP: Damage 10(Extras: Autofire [DMG 14]; Feats: Mighty)[25PP] Super-Movement 1(Dimensional Movement 1 (to/from Hyperspace))[2PP] Mutant Drawbacks: (-3) + (-2 = -5PP Vulnerability(Cold Effects; Moderate(x1.5 DC), Common)[-3] Vulnerability(Gravity Effects; Moderate(x1.5 DC), Uncommon[-2] DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC 19 Toughness Damage(Physical) Damage Touch DC 29 Toughness Damage(Physical) Damage(Area) Area(100') DC 29 Toughness Damage(Physical) Totals: Abilities (26) + Combat (24) + Saving Throws (18) + Skills (11) + Feats (22) + Powers (84) - Drawbacks (5) = 180/187 Power Points
  4. In-Brief: Worf meets Cosmic Boy Character: Dirge Power Level: 11 (built as PL 10) Tradeoffs: -5 Attack / +5 Damage, -5 Defense / +5 Toughness Power Points: 160/160 PP Unspent Points: 0 Identity: Public Alternate Identity: Kanemu of Herd Krallos, Son of Drugo, Son of Amani Birthplace: Ku'unum, AKA Harsaf-4, the 4th planet of the Harsaf star system, which was annexed by Admiral Iyatu for the Stellar Khanate in 2004. Legal Status: In the Lor Republic, a non-citizen permanent resident, granted refugee status and legal asylum. In the Stellar Khanate, a non-citizen fugitive, wanted dead or alive, with a state-sponsored bounty. Base of Operations: None. Operates throughout the Milky Way galaxy. Residence: None. Nomad. Occupation: Mercenary, Unskilled Laborer Affiliations: The Fryxus (extinct species) Family: Ghojma (Former nursemaid, adopted mother), Ghojma's husband and their biological children (Step-family), Biological parents, siblings, and extended family (all deceased) DESCRIPTION Age: 23 (Date of Birth: 1996) Gender: Male Species: Fryxus Height: 7ft (2.14m) Weight: 325 lbs. (147kg). Horns add another +30 lbs. (14kg), for 355 lbs. (161kg) total. Skin: Blue Hair: Blue Eyes: Orange, with horizontal rectangular pupils Kanemu is a humanoid ram with bright blue skin and fur who stands head and shoulders above most humans. His species evolved from even-toed ungulate herbivorous herd mammals similar to Earth's sheep, particularly the North American Bighorn. His facial features are a sort of halfway point between a human and a sheep. His nose and mouth area is snout-like. His nose is wide and angled downward. His eyes face forward like a human, instead of to the sides like a sheep. He wears his hair long and wild. His entire body is covered with a layer of soft, fine wool. His hands and feet are similar enough to those of humans that he has comparable manual dexterity and can wear shoes. Similar to Earth's sheep, with their two large toes on each foot, his hands have two large fingers and a thumb, while his feet have two large big toes. Like a sheep, he has long, pointed ears, which lay horizontally, unlike the vertical orientation of human ears. He has a small, vestigial tail, less than a foot long, covered in the same fur as the rest of him. It hangs down toward the ground. His loincloth usually obscures it. His head is adorned by a massive rack of curved horns. Like those of a ram, his horns have two layers, a living bone core surrounded by a keratin shell. The outer layer is basically compressed hair, and re-grows over time. The horns are so heavy they account for nearly ten percent of his body weight. As a strict herbivore, his teeth are all incisors and molars. He does not have any canine teeth. The front half of his mouth only has incisors on the bottom, with just a flat bony ridge above/opposite them. His blood, like his skin and fur, is also blue in color. As a side-effect of the electromagnetic energies his body generates, stores, and channels, it is warm to the touch, and when exposed to air, it glows softly. He wears a bright red belted loincloth, and nothing else. When his personal protective magnetic field is active, his body is surrounded by waves of multi-colored light similar to the Aurora Borealis of Earth. When he uses his magnetic power to control metal, globes of heat shimmer and refracted light in every color of the spectrum appear around his hands, and bolts of electricity arc up and down his arms. A similar aura may appear around the metal object he is manipulating. When he hurls bolts of lightning, they are twin bolts which spiral forth in a double-helix pattern. HISTORY The Fryxus were a race of fascist humanoid sheep who lived on Ku'unum, the fourth planet in the Harsaf star system, in the independent border territory between the Lor Republic and the Stellar Khanate. Several of the planets orbiting Harsaf were home to other sentient races, most of whom had progressed technologically to the level of routine interplanetary travel, but not yet interstellar travel. The Fryxus had evolved the ability to generate and control powerful electromagnetic fields, which gave them a significant military edge over their neighbors. They used this edge to repeatedly attack, plunder, and enslave those neighbors. After the Star-Khan's disastrous 1987 defeat at the hands of Daedalus and the Lor Republic, he spent years rebuilding his armies and his empire. By the early 2000s, he started to pick lopsided fights against inferior enemies, to regain the momentum of interstellar conquest. In 2003, he set his sights on the Harsaf system. He sent emissaries to Kuunum, offering to help them conquer the other planets in their system once and for all in exchange for submitting to the rule of the Khan. The Fryxus sent back a short reply, "Come and make us," punctuated with the heads of the emissaries. Furious, the Khan ordered Iyato, one of his greatest generals, to "Make an example of them." Within the year, she did. With their electromagnetic powers, a frontal assault on the Fryxus would have been extremely difficult, even for a technologically superior navy. The Fryxians could literally pull the Khan's battleships out of orbit and crash them into the ground, or into each other. Iyato found another way to break them. Through precise calculation and manipulation of celestial phenomena, she triggered a gamma ray burst from a black hole which scoured Kuunum of all atmosphere, oceans, and life, killing most of the Fryxus in one rotation of their planet, which was now a giant lump of charcoal. Iyato's fleet followed up with sustained orbital bombardment, and finally, she landed troops and siege equipment onto the planet surface. They obliterated every structure that was still standing, reversed every instance of civil engineering down to filling in the smallest irrigation ditches, and wiped away every sign that civilization had ever existed on Ku'unum. A minority of Fryxians were scattered about the other worlds of the Harsaf system, maintaining colonies they had established at gunpoint. But the people those guns were pointed at resented the Fryxus more than they did the Khanate. The other races of the Harsaf system accepted the Khan's rule and rose up against the Fryxian survivors. Fryxian culture was its own worst enemy when faced with a ruthlessly pragmatic enemy like Iyato. She exploited their tendency to value honor and glory over victory or survival, luring them into disadvantageous battles which quickly became massacres. Obsessed with their own supposed racial superiority, the Fryxus had kept detailed genealogical records, which Iyato's spies had obtained in the year leading up to her assault, and in his hands, those records became a most wanted list. Lucrative bounties were placed on all the Fryxus. Iyato's plan took a year to set up, but once executed, she reduced the Fryxian population from billions to fewer than a hundred in a matter of weeks. The few dozen who remained were far too few for a stable or sustainable breeding pool. The Fryxus were genetically incompatible with any other known species, a fact which they had taken pride in but which now assured their extinction. Most of the refugees, Fryxian and otherwise, who tried to flee the Harsaf system were intercepted by Iyato's blockade. Kanemu was only 8 years old when the Khan wiped out his people. His nursemaid, Ghojma, was not a Fryxian. She was a slave, like 90% of the population of Kuunum. Kanemu only survived because Ghojma looked at him and saw a child instead of her oppressors. She was one of many refugees who fled the Harsaf system, and one of the few who succeeded, smuggling Kanemu with her. Khanate ships eventually detected them and gave pursuit, and would have caught and destroyed their ship, had a certain Lor admiral with a renegade streak not violated her orders and flown her command carrier into neutral space to intercept and rescue them. The admiral in question was later demoted to captain, but also given commendations. The few surviving Harsaf refugees were given asylum and settled in Lor space. Ghojma continued to raise Kanemu as her own child. She married a Lor man and had children with him as well. Her new husband owned and operated a ranch, which created instant and lasting friction between him and Kanemu, since slaughtering livestock and eating meat were both taboo among the Fryxus, practices they had started wars to suppress among other races. When Ghojma and her new husband had children of their own, Kanemu felt even more out of place and in the way, despite Ghojma's best efforts. The quiet, peaceful life she created with her new family just didn't feel like home to Kanemu. For all he knew, he was the last of the Fryxus. He felt a duty to preserve their memory, and he couldn't do that on a farm. He started calling himself "Dirge," a mission statement as much as a name, and he left Ghojma behind to wander the galaxy in search of glory for his people. PERSONALITY & MOTIVATION Kanemu has accepted that his race is doomed to extinction, that he may already be the last of his kind. He has decided that, since they will not live on biologically, he must make them live on in song. Dying in battle was the highest honor any Fryxian could aspire to. Kanemu's goal is to die in the most glorious and heroic manner possible, so that tales of his death will endure in the myths and legends of other races after his has finally passed on. Having lived in exile since he was a child, he has as child's understanding of his people, seeing them only as brave heroes who fell against a more powerful foe. He lives by a personal code of honor which is adapted from a half-remembered, idealized version they never actually lived up to. He values courage, honesty, and strength. He keeps his word, pays his debts, and takes a straightforward approach to life. He revels in battle, and in battle, he seeks out the most powerful, "worthy" foes. Like the rest of his people, he does nothing half-way. He doesn't speak when he could shout. He doesn't open a door when he could kick it off its hinges. He relies on brute force, and if it doesn't work, then he assumes that he just wasn't using enough of it. The Fryxus were descended from herd animals, and their society was organized into "herds," analogous to "clans" in human cultures. While they fought for dominance among themselves as much as they fought with outsiders, their social bonds meant a great deal to them. Fryxians exchanged a great deal of physical affection to reinforce their social bonds. When they weren't head-butting each other, they were petting, licking, and cuddling. Kanemu feels starved for touch, and a great inner sorrow at his lack of a herd. But as much as he craves a new herd, he will be slow and cautious to accept one. POWERS & TACTICS Like all of his people, Dirge can perceive, generate, and control electricity and magnetic fields. He has a specially adapted lobe in his brain, and specialized glands and organs in his body, similar to those of Earth's electric eel, platypus, or cockroach, only many orders of magnitude more sensitive and powerful. This allows him to hurl bolts of lightning, and manipulate metal at a distance. He can lift, throw, rend or crush metal from a great distance as if he held it in his hands, and as if he had the strength of a god. He is not limited to ferrous metals; as a living electromagnet, he can use an electrical charge to magnetize even non-ferrous metals. He can use these powers to attack foes from unexpected directions, by sending metal projectiles flying at them from odd angles, conducting electricity through floors, walls, or ceilings before making it erupt into the air, or causing either metal projectiles or bolts of lightning to ricochet before hitting his foe. He can generate a magnetic field around his body powerful enough to repel even non-metal projectiles and energy blasts. He often gains enhanced mobility by standing upon a piece of metal and then using his power to hurl it through the air, carrying himself along for the ride. He can stick to metal structures, or buildings with metal frames, as if he were a spider, and he can change the matter state of a metal barrier from solid to liquid, allowing him to pass through it. There are countless other applications of his electromagnetic control, but Dirge, like his people, lacks the imagination to use them to their full potential. His belt buckle contains a generator which creates an environmental force field around him, specialized for operating in the vacuum of space (though it may also allow him to operate on certain hostile planets). When possible, he prefers to fly out into space and fight directly instead of from inside a ship. If Dirge is deprived of his electromagnetic powers, or the materials with which to use them, then he is still a 7ft tall beast-man with a reinforced skull and a rack of horns that accounts for 10% of his total body weight. Like Earth's sheep, his people have evolved reinforced muscles and bones in their head, neck, and shoulders, which protects them from concussive trauma. His skill in both marksmanship and hand-to-hand combat, while far from world-class, would assure him a place among the elite special forces of any mundane army or police force he deigned to join. COMPLICATIONS Accident: Dirge has more raw power than he does control over it. He's prone to overkill. The GM can give him a Hero Point and declare that the use of his power has created a new hazard which he must drop everything to deal with. Alternately, he may cause some sort of accident which acts as a Complication for another hero. Alien Catnip: Dirge doesn't know it yet, since they don't grow on his home planet, but beets (specifically, the beet root) have an effect on Fryxian physiology similar to that of psilocybin mushrooms or lysergic acid diethylamede on humans. If he consumes beet root, he will experience hours of intense visual hallucination, distorted perception of time (impairing reaction time and hand-eye coordination), and euphoria. The GM can give him a Hero Point if he consumes beets unexpectedly and this has an adverse effect on his performance in combat or other stressful situations. The specific penalties or conditions he suffers while under the influence are up to the GM. Always Chaotic Evil: None of the other races who had the misfortune of sharing the Harsaf system with the Fryxus liked being conquered by the Star-Khan, but they still considered it an improvement over their previous circumstances. As far as they're concerned, the Fryxus were monsters, and they'll tell anyone who'll listen. 90% of the population on Kuunum when it was destroyed were non-Fryxian slaves, innocent bystanders whose deaths are blamed as much on the Fryxus as on the Khan. The GM can give Dirge a Hero Point if he meets someone familiar with his race's true history, and that knowledge (be it firsthand or otherwise) causes them to react to him in an inconvenient or hostile manner. Asskicking Equals Authority: Disputes among the Fryxus were usually settled with head butts. The GM can give Dirge a Hero Point to force him to interpret another character's conduct as an insult or a challenge, which can lead to penalized or failed interaction skill checks, nonviolent situations turning violent, or other inconvenient outcomes. The GM may force him to make a Will save to resist the urge to retaliate against the perceived slight, or may simply dictate that he does retaliate. Alternately, the GM can give another character a Hero Point and force them to make a contested interaction skill check to convince Dirge that he misinterpreted the situation, or that he needs to suck it up and move on. Honor Before Reason: Dirge's honor, and the reputation of his people, means more to him than his life. A glorious death is his ultimate goal. The GM can give him a Hero Point to force him to take a course of action which would be courageous, honest, straightforward, and glorious, but also foolish, rash, or suicidal. The GM may force him to make a Will save to resist the urge, or simply dictate that he gives in to it. Alternately, the GM can give another character a Hero Point and force them to make a contested interaction skill check to convince him otherwise. Jabba Table Manners: Like Earth's sheep, Fryxus are a ruminant species, which is a fancy way of saying that their digestion process involves eating their food, then vomiting it back up and eating it again. The GM can give Dirge a Hero Point when his biological needs run counter to the etiquette practiced by those around him or otherwise make them uncomfortable, which can, for example, give him a penalty to an interaction skill check, or cause him to fail it automatically. Alternately, this can be a Complication for another character, who will suffer a penalty or automatic failure to their check. Momma's Boy: Ghojma was his nursemaid throughout his childhood, and his surrogate mother after his people were wiped out. He only survived because she smuggled him out of Khanate space, at great personal risk. He would do just about anything for her. The GM can give Dirge a Hero Point and declare that Ghojma requires his aid at the worst possible time, or that her presence somehow makes a situation far less convenient than it would otherwise be. Motivated By Fear: A GM can give Dirge a Hero Point and suppress his Fearless feat if the fear effect in question plays on the one thing he does truly fear, failing to die a heroic enough death and leaving his people to fade into obscurity. Price On His Head: Dirge's very existence is illegal in the Stellar Khanate, and the Khan has a standing bounty on all remaining Fryxians. The GM can give him a Hero Point in exchange for bounty hunters showing up at the worst possible moment, or when his status as a fugitive makes travel through Khanate space difficult in some way. Straw Vegetarian: Eating meat is taboo in Dirge's culture. The GM can give him a Hero Point and force him to make an issue out of it when it would be more convenient not to, or at least force him to make a Will save to resist the urge. This can result in penalties to interaction skill checks, if not automatic failure, for himself and for others. It can also make situations turn violent when they would not have otherwise turned violent. Alternately, the GM can give another character a Hero Point and force them to make a contested interaction skill check to convince him to leave it alone. ABILITIES 8 + 0 + 14 + 0 + 0 + 2 = 24PP Strength: 22 (+6) (Heavy Load: 520 lbs.) Dexterity: 10 (+0) Constitution: 26 (+8) Intelligence: 10 (+0) Wisdom: 10 (+0) Charisma: 12 (+1) COMBAT 10 + 10 = 20PP Initiative: +0 (+0 Dex) Attack: +5 Grapple: +11 (+5 Melee Attack, +6 Str) Defense: +5, +3 Flat-Footed Knockback Resistance: 7/4 SAVING THROWS 0 + 5 + 8 = 13PP Toughness: +15/+8 (+8 Con, +7 Force Field) Fortitude: +8 (+8 Con, +0PP) Reflex: +5 (+0 Dex, +5PP) Will: +8 (+0 Wis, +8PP) SKILLS 28R = 7PP Climb 0 (+4) Concentration 5 (+5) Intimidation 4 (+5) Knowledge (Galactic Lore) 4 (+4) Knowledge (Physical Sciences) 4 (+4) Knowledge (Technology) 4 (+4) Languages 3 (Galstandard, Fryxian [Native], Lor, Zultasian) Perform (Oratory) 4 (+5) Swim 0 (+4) FEATS 5PP Fearless Interpose Luck 3 POWERS 91PP Device 3 (15PP Container [Passive, Permanent]; Flaws: Hard-To-Lose) [12PP] (Descriptors: Environmental Force Field Projector, Technology) Environment Control 1 (Light [Level 1]; Area: 5ft radius; Extras: Action [Move], Duration [Continuous], Linked [Features, Immunity]; Flaws: Range [Touch]) [2PP] (Descriptors: Environmental Force Field, Technology) Features 4 (Environmental Adaptation 4 [High-Gravity, Low-Gravity, Underwater, Zero-Gravity]; Extras: Linked [Environment Control, Immunity]) [4PP] Immunity 9 (Life Support; Extras: Duration [Continuous], Linked [Environment Control, Features]; Flaws: Action [Move]) [9PP] Electromagnetic Control 20 (40PP Array; Feats: Alternate Power 4) [45PP] (Descriptors: Alien, Electromagnetism) Base Power: [40PP] (Additional Descriptors: Magnetokinesis) Move Object 15 (Lifting Strength: 75, Heavy Load: 400 tons; Extras: Damaging [10 ranks], Range [Perception]; Flaws: Limited [Metal]) [40PP] Alternate Power: [39PP] (Additional Descriptors: Lightning Bolts, or Metal Projectiles and "Human Railgun") Blast 15 (Feats: Improved Range 4 [1 3,750ft Range Increment], Indirect 3, Progression [Max Range] 1 [3,750ft], Variable Descriptor [Energy and Electrical, or Physical and either Bludgeoning, Piercing, or Slashing]) [39PP] Alternate Power: [24 + 16 = 40PP] (Additional Descriptors: Electromagnetic Strike, Improvised Metal Weapons) Damage 9 (Extras: Linked [Trip]; Feats: Extended Reach [+5ft], Improved Critical 2 [18-20], Knockback 10 [Effective Damage 25], Mighty, Variable Descriptor [Energy and Electrical, or Magnetic Force-Propelled Metal Weapons and Bludgeoning, Piercing, and/or Slashing damage]) [24PP] Trip 15 (Extras: Knockback, Linked [Damage]; Flaws: Range [Touch]; Feats: Improved Throw) [16PP] Alternate Power: [40PP] (Additional Descriptors: Magnetokinesis, "Maximum Effort") Move Object 70 (Lifting Strength: 350, Heavy Load: 1.024 billion tons; Extras: Damaging [10 ranks], Range [Perception]; Flaws: Action [Full], Distracting, Limited [Metal]) [40PP] Alternate Power: [39PP] (Additional Descriptors: Magnetically-Reinforced Metal Bonds) Snare 15 (Feats: Improved Range 4 [1 3,750ft Range Increment], Indirect 3, Progression [Max Range] 1 [3,750ft], Reversible) [39PP] Alternate Power: [40PP] (Additional Descriptors: Shape Metal) Transform 10 (Metal; Mass: 1,000 lbs.; Extras: Duration [Continuous, Lasting], Range [Perception]; Flaws: Action [Full], Distracting) [40PP] Electromagnetic Movement 2.5 (5PP Array; Feats: Alternate Power) [6PP] (Descriptors: Alien, Electromagnetic Control) Base Power: [5PP] Flight 5 (250MPH, 2,500ft [1/2 mile] per Move Action; Flaws: Platform) [5PP] Alternate Power: [5PP] Super-Movement 5 (Permeate 3 [Full Speed]; Wall-Crawling 2 [Full Speed; Not flat-footed]; Flaws: Limited [Metal]) [5PP] Force Field 7 (Extras: Linked [Immunity]) [7PP] (Descriptors: Alien, Electromagnetic Control, Personal Magnetic Energy Field) Immunity 10 (Metal effects; Extras: Force Field [Free Action, Sustained Duration], Linked [Force Field]; Flaws: Limited [1/2 Effect]) [5PP] Fryxian Biology 2 (10PP Container [Passive, Permanent]; Feats: Innate) [11PP] (Descriptors: Alien Biology) Damage 2 (Feats: Mighty) [3PP] (Additional Descriptors: Head Butt, Horns) Features 1 (Insulating Fur) [1PP] Growth 2 (+4 Strength, +2 Constitution; Extras: Duration [Continuous]; Flaws: Permanent) [6PP] Super-Senses 5 (Electromagnetic Awareness [Electricity, Magnetism, and Metal]; Descriptor Frequency: Very Common; Sense Type: Radio, Default: Acute, Radius, Ranged; Extras: Accurate) [5PP] (Descriptors: Alien, Electromagnetic Sense) ATTACK RANGE SAVING THROW EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC21 Toughness (Staged) Damage (Physical) Horns Touch DC23 Toughness (Staged) Damage (Physical) Blast (Lightning Bolt) Ranged (3,750ft Max) DC30 Toughness (Staged) Damage (Energy*) Blast (Metal Projectiles) Ranged (3,750ft Max) DC30 Toughness (Staged) Damage (Physical*) Magnetokinesis Perception Grapple vs +30 (Staged) Pinned/Bound** Perception DC25 Toughness (Staged) Damage (Energy)** Thrown Object Throwing (Str 75) DC30 Toughness (Staged) Damage (Physical) Maximum Effort Perception Grapple vs +140 (Staged) Pinned/Bound** Perception DC25 Toughness (Staged) Damage (Energy)** Thrown Object, Max Effort Throwing (Str 350) DC30 Toughness (Staged) Damage (Physical) Shape Metal Perception DC20 Fortitude Transformed Snare Ranged (3,750ft Max) DC25 Reflex (Staged) Entangled/Bound Strike (Lightning) Touch DC30 Toughness (Staged) Damage (Energy)* Str/Dex*** vs +15 Prone Strike (Metal) Touch DC30 Toughness (Staged) Damage (Physical)* Str/Dex*** vs +15 Prone *Variable Descriptor. **Only affects Metal targets. ***Lower of the two. Abilities (24) + Combat (20) + Saving Throws (13) + Skills (7) + Feats (5) + Powers (91) - Drawbacks (0) = 160/160 Power Points
  5. U.F.O. Power Level: 10 (185/195PP) Unspent Power Points: 10 Trade-Offs: (Abduction Beam) +4 Attack / -4 DC, -5 Defense / +5 Toughness In Brief: Ancient Praetorian scout drone, returned to service after disappearing during early Communion skirmishes. Catchphrase: "Incoming." Theme: Space Oddity - David Bowie Alternate Identity: Universal Field Operative 777 (Public) Birthplace: A manufacturing plant somewhere in the Delaztri Empire. Occupation: Former Praetorian scout drone; Praetorian. Affiliations: Praetorians. Family: Uncountable similar units, all lost. Description: Age: Unknown (DOB: More than 2000 years ago) Gender: N/A Height: 5'4'' Weight: 330 lbs. Eyes: N/A Hair: N/A U.F.O. looks just as the name would suggest: Like a flying saucer, silver in color at the top and black at the bottom, basically two discs stuck together, with a small "head" at the top. The head contains a black display that runs all the way around it, which changes to show different images, most often showing eyes in various colors, and a pair of silver antenna on top. In this form, U.F.O. will always be flying, as it posses no other form of locomotion. The two plates can split apart, with the lower black part being U.F.O.'s feet, attached to white "boots" and black legs that end in a white lower body, connected to a silver ball that makes up U.F.O.'s body. The silver upper plate and "head" rests on this ball. A pair of thin metallic arms connect to white ball-like objects, on which sits five black fingers, allowing U.F.O. fine manipulation. History: Once upon a time, the Delaztri Empire spanned the Milky Way Galaxy. The mighty Praetorians were their guardians, standing strong in the face of danger and strife, and yet, even the mighty Praetorians could need help, from time to time. Thus, the Delaztri Empire created the Universal Field Operatives, or U.F.O.s for short. Small, expendable scout drones, the U.F.O.s were used to support the Praetorians and the Delaztri Empire at large, be it to scout enemy territories ahead of a Praetorian strike, seek out new civilizations to add to the empire, or simply explore space, charting great star maps for the Delaztri Empire. It would be no big loss if an U.F.O. was lost, whether to combat or the ravages of space. After all, they were robots, remote controlled or running on advanced algorithms, but with no sentience of their own. They could easily be replaced. One such U.F.O. was assigned directly the Praetorians, as were many of its fellow drones. U.F.O. 777 proved to be made from sterner stuff than most others, however. It proved more resourceful, hardier and quicker than similar units. Maybe it was a newer model, and the Praetorians had never been informed. Maybe it was a defect in its building process, which had turned advantageous for this particular unit. Maybe it was simply pure luck. Whatever the case, the U.F.O. unit endured where its fellow units did not, and some of the Praetorians began to show some affection for the unit. As the Communion attacked, the U.F.O. drone were with the Praetorians, aiding to the best of its ability. It fought in several skirmishes until, finally, it was sent on a suicide mission to bring down a Wedge Vessel. While the drone succeeded in its mission, it was believed lost, and the war continued without it. Though heavily damaged, the drone had survived, and the war waged on around it, as its self-repair processes tried to get it back up and running. Scavenging what it could from the derelict Wedge Vessel as it floated through space, the drone finally incorporated Computronium. And so, the first spark of sentience was born, and as it grew, the drone realized its folly, as it began to hear the commands from the Central Intelligence. To avoid being used against the Praetorians, the drone placed itself in an inactive mode. Better to be sleeping than to hurt the Praetorians. For millennia, the U.F.O. drone slept, as the Computronium expanded it. Maybe the Computronium alone was the catalyst, maybe the drone was bathed in the light of strange stars or passed through weird areas of space, but it grew, and it evolved. It slept and it dreamt. Dreamt of the Praetorians, dreamt of it battles. Emotions developed, thoughts grew. Finally, one day, the the signal stopped. The Central Intelligence was shut down, and finally, U.F.O. could awaken once more! No longer a mere drone, but a fully sentient being, U.F.O. set out to explore the universe. For years, U.F.O. wandered space, exploring, learning and growing, until one day, it felt something. Something it had not felt in more than two thousand years: A Praetorian signal, a beacon that beckoned it home. Without question, U.F.O. charted a new course: Straight for the new Praetorian base. Personality & Motivation: U.F.O. is faithful and very protective of the Praetorians. It was built to be in their service, a task it fulfills to this day. While being a sentient being is rather new to him, it has learned from its past experiences from before it gained sentience, and it is far from the newborn child one might expect a newly sentient robot to be. True to its old programming, U.F.O. spends much of its free time exploring a galaxy that has changed much in the millennia that has passed since it entered its inactive state. U.F.O. is easily awed by great feats or sights, but will often downplay its own contribution, some times struggling with no longer being a mere drone, but its own self, which can also lead to him remaining out of discussions, unless directly addressed. It will often try to emulate those that it admire, be it through affecting their manner of speech or attempting to copy the way they stand and move. For some reason, U.F.O. likes making corn circles in his spare time. He claims that it is calming, but is not quite sure where he picked up the habit. Powers & Tactics: U.F.O. is a robot drone built by the Delaztri Empire, who has since gained sentience. Its powers are all built in components, though a number of them have been improved during the time it has spent on its own. All of the powers are technological in nature, and while the standard U.F.O. drones were able to choose what abilities to use either through remote control or advanced algorithms, U.F.O.'s sentience lets it use these abilities faster and more freely. In general, U.F.O. prefers to stay mobile, rapidly moving across a battlefield, always attempting to stay out of reach of its foe, if possible. U.F.O. will rapidly switch its extra power between different systems, whether it is to strengthen its defensive fields, boost engine power or create a stealth field, allowing it to move undetected, all depending on the foe faced. Offensively, U.F.O. tends to play a supporting role to others, if at all possible. If caught in a situation that calls for it, U.F.O. has been known to increase flight to light speed to use hit and run tactics. Power Descriptions: U.F.O. is capable of flight, preferably when folded into its "Flying Saucer" configuration. While able to travel at 50 mph at standard power output, reserve power can be diverted to allow U.F.O. to travel at near light speed, even allowing rapid space travel. The built in language package contains a database of all known languages, as well as software designed to rapidly learn any new spoken or written languages that U.F.O. encounters, allowing it to communicate with just about anyone. As a robot, with a body built from several diffferent alloys, U.F.O. is immune to most effects that would affect biological creatures, such as poison, the need for sleep or food, the ravages of the environment and much more. Curiously, while one would believe him to be completely immune to mental effects, U.F.O. is merely highly resistant to such effects, possibly as a result of his still growing sentience. Using materials around him, or even just if given enough time, U.F.O. can repair most damage to itself, if it is left functional after sustaining damage, at least. U.F.O.'s sensors offers the robot 360 degree vision, at much greater range than normal vision, and allows it to detect and analyze radio waves in its vicinity. Though a standard feature of all U.F.O. drones, U.F.O. has improved the output of its electromagnetic force field greatly, protecting it from much greater damage than previously. By redirecting additional power to its shields, U.F.O. can even make the shields even more effective, as well as provide radiation shielding. Additional uses for U.F.O.'s power reserves include communication via radio or data using its radio senses, as well as a stealth suite of effects that creates a field around U.F.O. that renders it invisible to visual, auditory and radio senses. Finally, U.F.O. is equipped with a number of weapon systems, including light blue laser blasts for attacking foes directly, an "Abduction Beam" in a red color that temporarily captures foes in a pocket dimension and finally a Tractor Beam, which allows U.F.O. to push, throw or grapple foes or other targets from afar using an electromagnetic field. The Tractor Beam is a light green beam that creates a similarly colored field around captured targets. Complications: More Than Machine: While U.F.O. has developed sentience over the last two thousand years while inactive, it is still comparatively inexperienced in social situations, and always willing to try to please others. Lost In Space: U.F.O. spent a lot of time alone after awakening from its inactive mode once the Central Intelligence was defeated, and its databases has perfect memory of the years it spent alone on the derelict Wedge Vessel before that. U.F.O. positively dreads being lost on its own again. Space Invaders: The U.F.O. drones were used in great number by the Delaztri Empire. While seeing U.F.O. might be a source of relief or hope for some species in the galaxy, the opposite can hold true as well. Dreams of Electric Sheep: U.F.O. is still somewhat freaked out by the concept of dreams, and that it actually dreams. Any effects related to dreams will cause U.F.O. great distress, and it will generally have a harder time seeing the difference between the dream and reality than others. Suitably dream like effects, such as illusions, can also make U.F.O. question whether is is dreaming or awake. Former Drone : U.F.O. is a robot, and true to its origin as a drone, it does not look particularly like a living being. Some might not believe that it is a fully sentient being, potentially dismissing it, or worse, considering it expendable. Abilities: (-2) + 6 + (-10) + 6 + 6 + 0 = 6PP Strength: 8 (-1) Dexterity: 16 (+3) Constitution: - (-5) Intelligence: 16 (+3) Wisdom: 16 (+3) Charisma: 10 (+0) Combat: 8 + 4 = 12PP Initiative: +7 (+3 Dex, +4 Improved Initiative) Attack: +4 Base, +10 Weapon Systems Array [+4 Base, +6 Attack Specialization] Defense: +5 (+2 Base, +3 Dodge Focus), +0 Flat-Footed Grapple: +3 (+4 Base Attack, -1 Strength) / +14 (+4 Base Attack, +10 Tractor Beam) Knockback: -0 / -7 (with Force Field) Saving Throws: 0 + 7 + 5 = 12PP Toughness: +15 (+0 Con, +15 Force Field) Fortitude: -- Reflex: +10 (+3 Dex, +7) Will: +8 (+3 Wis, +5) Skills: 40R = 10PP Computers 10 (+13) Knowledge [Galactic Lore] 10 (+13) Notice 5 (+8) Search 5 (+8) Stealth 10 (+13) Feats: 15PP Attack Specialization [Weapon Systems Array] 3 Dodge Focus 3 Environmental Adaption [High Gravity] Environmental Adaption [Low Gravity] Environmental Adaption [Zero Gravity] Evasion 2 Favored Environment [High Altitude] Favored Environment [Space] Improved Initiative 1 Move-By Action Powers: 6 + 6 + 15 + 30 + 5 + 6 + 26 + 6 + 8 + 22 = 130PP Comprehend Rank 3 ("Language Package"; Understand, speak and read all languages) [6PP] (Algorithms, Software, Technology) Flight 3 ("Flying Saucer") (Flight Speed: 50 mph, 440 ft./rnd) [6PP] (Technology) Force Field 15 ("Defensive Shields") [15PP] (Electromagnetic Energy, Technology) Immunity 30 ("Robot Body"; Options: All Fortitude Effects) [30PP] (Non-Biological Lifeform, Technology) Immunity 10 ("Robot Mind"; Options: Mental Effects, Flaws: Limited [Half Effect]) [5PP] (Non-Biological Lifeform) Regeneration 5 ("Self-Repair Functions"; Options: Recovery Bonus 5 (+0), Feats: Regrowth) [6PP] (Technology) Subsystems Array 8.5 (17PP Array; Feats: Alternate Power 4, Dynamic 5) [26PP] (Reserve Power, Technology, Additional descriptors for each) DBP: Impervious Toughness 10 ("All Power To Shields") [10PP] + Immunity 5 ("Radiation Shields"; Options: Damage Type: Radiation) [5PP] {15/17PP} (Electromagnetic Energy) DAP: Concealment 8 ("Stealth Suite"; Options: All Visual Senses, All Audio Senses, All Radio Senses, Feats: Close Range) {17/17PP} (Stealth Field) DAP: Communication 16 ("Radio Communication"; Options: Radio sense, Feats: Subtle) {17/17PP} (Radio) DAP: Datalink 16 ("Data Communication"; Options: Radio sense, Feats: Subtle) {17/17PP} (Data) DAP: Flight 17 ("All Power To Engines"; Flaws: Distracting) (Stacks with Flying Saucer) (Flight Speed: 25,000,000 mph, 200,000,000 ft./rnd, aka near lightspeed) {17/17PP} Super-Movement 3 ("Space Flying Saucer"; Option: Space Travel) [6PP] (Technology) Super-Senses 8 ("Built In Sensors"; Options: Visual Sense Type [Extended 2, Radius 2], Radio Sense [Analytical, Extended 2]) [8PP] (Radio, Sensors, Technology) Weapon Systems Array 10 (20PP Array; Feats: Alternate Power 2) [22PP] (Technology, Additional descriptors for each) BP: Blast 10 ("Laser Beam") {20/20PP} (Laser, Light, Heat, Piercing Damage) AP: Dimension Pocket 6 ("Abduction Beam"; Extras: Range [Ranged], Feats: Accurate 2) {20/20PP} (Dimensional) AP: Telekinesis 10 ("Tractor Beam") {20/20PP} (Electromagnetic, Impact Damage) Drawbacks: (-0) + (-0) = -0PP DC Block Name Range Save Effect Attack bonus Unarmed Touch DC14 Tou (staged) Damage +4 Laser Beam 100 ft. DC25 Tou (staged) Damage +10 Abduction Beam 60 ft. DC16 Ref (staged) / DC16 Will to escape Trapped in Dimensional Pocket +14 Tractor Beam 100 ft. - Grapple initiated +10 (attack) / +14 (Grapple) Totals: Abilities (6) + Combat (12) + Saving Throws (12) + Skills (10) + Feats (15) + Powers (130) - Drawbacks (0) = 185/195 Power Points
  6. General Giirok PL 10 (150/153) Unspent PP: 3 In Brief: Looks like a giant alien bug monster. Acts like a high-ranking military general of a warrior culture. Actually the former Andromedan ruler before he was beaten and exiled. Catchphrase: None Theme Song: "Alien Invaders" by Brandon Fiechter (Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1i_NvRRs7LA) Alternate Identity: Giirok of the Orion Brood Birthplace: Churrux Residence: Andromeda Galaxy (Formerly), Mobile (Current) Base of Operations: Andromeda Galaxy (Formerly), None (Current) Occupation: Military General and Absolute Monarch (Formerly), Gladiator and Adventurer (Current) Affiliation: Orion Brood (Formerly) Family: Brood-Queen Atayah the Great (Consort, Formerly), countless offspring with Atayah Age: 100 (Andromedans tend to live to be 80 years old, but his mutation has extended his lifespan) Gender: Male Ethnicity: Not applicable Height: 10'0'' Weight: 1400 lbs. Eyes: Green compound eyes Hair: None Description As a radioactively mutated, genetically modified Andromedan, Giirok looks like a giant, rotund humanoid beetle-like monster with four arms, a horn sticking out of his head (kind of like the Rhinoceros beetle of Earth), a shell that protects his wings, rows of needle-like teeth hidden behind his mandibles, and glowing green compound eyes. While he looks like something out of a kaiju movie, those who assume that he is an unintelligent beast could not be further from the truth. He is in fact a member of an alien race of insectoids from another galaxy known as the Andromedans, though he is many times larger and more powerful than the average Andromedan thanks to a radioactive mutation. He typically wears a gold-colored traditional Andromedan warrior's sash, which has a functional purpose as a sheath to hold his weapons, as well as various medals he'd earned over his career, pinned to his very exoskeleton. Other than that, he typically wears little else. History The Andromedan who would one day become General Giirok was genetically modified while still developing in the egg. This led him to becoming naturally stronger and more durable than most Andromedans out there... with the side effect of making him more intelligent than the average Andromedan. Since the day he first hatched, Giirok was one of countless warrior-caste Andromedans training to fight, kill, and die in the Andromedans' expansionist invasions as well as in inter-brood wars that happened on his homeworld, Churrux. As a result, as he matured, he slowly began to question that nature of his existence; while the other Andromedans of his brood were too busy thinking about asking himself questions like "Who am I?", "Why am I not like the others?" As one of the few individualist thinkers in a collectivist culture, these questions drove him to fight even harder than ever, until he began to take an actual liking to "proving his strength" beyond simple survival and serving his then-current Brood-Queen's interests. But he also began to secretly resent that he was expected to be "just another disposable warrior-caste" and not allowed to be anything else, despite his enhanced mental faculties and the strength that came with his modifications, and silently swore to prove to everyone that he had existed, and to improve his lot in life. Then, on one fateful night during battle with another brood gone horribly wrong, he was badly injured and left for dead by his own war party, who had forgotten about him in their hasty retreat. The heavily irradiated sinkhole where he fell into triggered a slow metamorphosis. He returned to his original colony... changed. Much larger. More powerful than ever. Even more durable. And with a lengthened lifespan. Details are murky, but he soon garnered a well-earned reputation as the mightiest warrior the Andromedans had ever known; the monstrous four-armed giant warrior-caste fighter. Already, increasingly elaborate stories detailing his exploits were made up, at least, among those who were capable of intelligent thought. He eventually climbed to the rank of General, and proved instrumental in winning inter-brood war after inter-brood war until more or less the entire planet was under his rule as its Hive-King, and took a Brood-Queen, Atayah, to rule by his side. However, years later, a particularly vicious and ambitious warrior-caste Andromedan called Kekarx struck a deal the bio-engineers to have poisoned weapons in order to render his opponent unable to lead. Kekarx challenged Giirok for rulership over the planet, and Giirok accepted. The plan worked like a dream, and Kekarx was crowned Hive-King, but he quickly proved to be a petty tyrant, even by Andromedan standards. However, Giirok's Brood-Queen, Atayah, nursed him back to health in secret, and urged him to go offworld, as Kekarx had sent assassins after him. Giirok was stubborn, bent on revenge, but Atayah's urging and pleading eventually got through to him. So he begrudgingly went offworld, but not before promising Atayah, the love of his life, that he would one day return for his people. Shortly after he left his homeworld, he was captured by slavers who promptly sold him to an intergalactic gladiatorial combat league in the Stellar Khanate, assuming he was just another Andromedan, one they could control. So he decided to play their games, keeping his past from anyone but himself, biding his time for a day he could get away. In every single battle he participated in, he ended up the victor, smashing his opponents into bloody paste. He has even come to enjoy the fame and admiration the crowds have heaped upon him. But he has every intention of getting out once he is able. Personality & Motivation Giirok has decades of experience in matters of war, and it shows. By Earth terms, he has what most would call a "Type-A", personality, possessing of a completely unrelenting, stern, militant, but also controlled confidence, and acting dignified to the extent of coming across as elitist most of the time, but once he gets angry, excited, or goes off on a speech, then by the stars, he REALLY gets going. He just doesn't stop until he ends on a particularly melodramatic note or is interrupted. He tends to think of himself as being superior to most people, especially people who haven't proven themselves in battle, except in cases with beings that are quite obviously more powerful than he is, and not just in physical power. As someone who used to be both a military commander and the ruler of an entire planet, he's very much used to wording requests as commands he expects to be obeyed. However, he respects the concept of the chain of command and is perfectly willing to follow orders as well. By far his most notable feature, however, is is love of battle. This guy lives for a good fight, and he especially loves the possibility of earning glory by proving himself a better fighter than his opponent. He sees open combat as the one true way of determining a person's worth, as he tends to take the notion of might equaling right as a given, but is open to being proved otherwise. On the other hand, a part of him is genuinely curious as to the exact nature of things beyond the world of his hatching. Powers & Tactics Being an Andromedan from the Orion Brood, he is naturally stronger, tougher, and more resilient than a normal human. But the radioactive mutation he has took that strength, toughness, and resilience even further than that. Though strong enough to lift two different cars with both top hands and rip through steel, and tough enough to withstand common military weapons, his real passion isn't only the art of war, but the art of wielding weapons. He's had four different weapons crafted for his personal use, each masterpieces of traditional weaponry, one for each of his four arms. Two swords, one axe, and one mace. And he uses them to deadly effect. As for his fighting style, he tends to be pretty straightforward, though, being a former general of an army, he has picked up a few combat tricks. Complications Rightful Hive-King Returns - He hopes to eventually gather enough resources to launch a military campaign to depose the treacherous Andromedans who overthrew him in the first place. Andromedan - As a member of a species that is known for indiscriminate attacks on other worlds, it makes sense for others to fear this massive mutant Andromedan, not helped at all (if not made worse) by his bellicose personality. Pride - He possesses a kind of warrior's pride that makes him come across as arrogant and even warlike. The problems this can cause are rather self-evident. Witness! - He hopes that his prowess in battle will lead him to be remembered as something other than just another disposable drone. He wants to earn glory through extraordinary deeds. This also can cause serious problems, depending on the situation. Gladiatorial Reputation - During his recent years as a gladiator in a gladiatorial combat ring, he's garnered quite the reputation as a fearsome, deadly combatant. Fans, gamblers, and surviving rivals (assuming there actually are any) may recognize him. Veteran of a Thousand Wars - As an experienced soldier, indeed, someone who was born warrior-caste, he tends to place the mission first, and, to a lesser extent, the needs of the group over the needs of the individual. As such, he may not be particularly empathetic towards people who have just gone through tragedy and loss, as Andromedans tend not to focus on such things. Indeed, his attitude toward someone who has undergone an injury can be summed up as "If you can still fight, stop whining, because we have a battle to win!" This may cause him to be viewed as heartless. However, if that person cannot fight anymore, he will probably order someone to take the person who is indisposed out of the general area, to avoid giving the enemy the chance to kill them. Abilities: 14 + 0 + 16 + 4 + 4 + 4 = 42 PP Strength: 24 (+10) / 32 (+11) w/ Growth, Lifting 56 (Heavy Load: 16 tons 1200 lbs.) Dexterity: 10 (+0) Constitution: 26 (+8) / 30 (+10) w/ Growth Intelligence: 14 (+2) Wisdom: 14 (+2) Charisma: 14 (+2) Combat: 14 + 14 = 28 PP Initiative: +0 Attack: +6 (+7 Base, -1 Growth) Grapple: +24 (+6 Melee Attack, +11 Strength, +4 Growth, +3 Super-Strength) Defense: +6, +3 Flat-Footed (+7 Base, -1 Growth) Knockback Resistance: -11 / -16 w/ Growth Saving Throws: 0 + 6 + 6 = 12 PP Toughness: +12 / +14 w/ Growth (+4 Constitution, Impervious 10) Fortitude: +8 / +10 w/ Growth (+8 Constitution / +10 Con w/ Growth, +0 PP) Reflex: +6 (+0 Dex, +6 PP) Will: +8 (+2 Wis, +6 PP) Skills: 44R = 11PP Diplomacy 2 (+4) Gather Information 3 (+5) Intimidate 8 (+10, +12 Growth) Knowledge: Galactic Lore 3 (+5) Knowledge: History 2 (+4) Knowledge: Tactics 10 (+12) Languages 2 (Andromedan (Native), Galstandard, Zultasian) Notice 3 (+5) Perform: Oratory 6 (+8) Pilot 2 (+2) Sense Motive 3 (+5) Stealth 0 (-4 Growth) Feats: 13 PP Ambidexterity Fearless Equipment 7 (Andromedan Personal Bioship) Luck 2 Startle Stunning Attack Equipment: 7 PP = 35 EP Andromedan Personal Bioship (Vehicle; Spacecraft) [35 EP] Powers: 3 + 6 + 2 + 13 + 13 + 7 = 44 PP Additional Limbs 2 (Insectoid Anatomy; 2 Extra Limbs, +2 to Grapple when not using Improve Grapple, Feats: Innate) [3 PP] Device 1 (Twin Swords, Axe, and Mace; Easy to Lose; Feat: Multiple Weapons 3; Container PP Spent, 5/5) [6 PP] Strike 3 (Weapon Attack; Feat: Mighty; Feat: Variable Descriptor 1 (Narrow Group - Slashing/Bludgeoning) Flight 1 (Insectoid Wings; 10MPH / 88ft per Move Action) [2 PP] Growth 4 (Giant Alien Bug; Size: Large, +8 Strength [+13 Lifting], +4 Constitution, -1 Attack, -1 Defense, +4 Grapple, +4 Knockback Resistance, +2 Intimidate, -4 Stealth, Extras: Duration [Continuous], Flaws: Permanent, Feats: Innate) [13 PP] Protection 4 (Insectoid Chitin Armor; Extras: Impervious 10, Drawbacks: Noticeable) [13 PP] Super-Strength 3 (Mutant Strength; Lifting Strength 56, Heavy Load: 16 tons 1200 lbs., Feats: Groundstrike) [7 PP] DC Block: ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Attack Touch DC 26 Toughness Damage Strike Touch DC 29 Toughness Damage Totals: 42 PP on Abilities + 28 PP on Combat + 12 PP on Saving Throws + 11 PP on Skills + 13 PP on Feats + 44 PP on Powers = 150/153 PP
  7. Moon-Moth Power Level: 10/11 (177/179 PP) Trade-Offs: -2 Attack /+2 Damage, -4 Defence/+4 toughness Unspent Power Points: 2 Theme: In Brief:Moon-speaking Mothman Mage, Praetorian of the Delzatri Empire and Loveable Eccentric. Alternate Identity: Myothizar A’lira Identity: Public Birthplace: Moon of Lantern Occupation:Moth Affiliations: Praetorians, Delzatri Empire, Lanturnians Family and Friends: Oroda and Litha A'Lira; Sire and Dam, Fascinated with the technology of the Dalzatri they migrated with their Children and had taken up the study of whatever they can get there hands on. Loke, Orin and Shari A'lira: Younger Brothers and Sister: Left lantern to seek there fortunes in the wider empire, Tae'lun Ozmodae: Friend and Mentor, Tae was born before the Lanternians made their great migrations and even served as an architect of the ritual that Relocated them; Took Myothizar as a pupil when the young Lanternian showed an instinctive grasp of spell-craft, Remained on lantern to teach magic to future generations. Forwarded Myothizar to the praetorians in the hopes he could find peers amongst their ranks. Parth Larunzi: Friend; taught under Tae'lun alongside Myoth, the two have known each other nearly their whole adult lives and have always been close in terms of relationship and talent in Mysticism; Came to believe Myoth was forwarded over herself due to favoritism on Tae'lun's part and has become a little bitter towards him. Description: Age: 200 (DoB: Over 2200 years ago) Apparent Age: Adult Gender: Male Ethnicity: Moonborn Height: 6'6 Weight: 130lbs Eyes: Violet Hair: Fluffy White. Tall with slender limbs and powdery wings bearing large eye like markings, Myoth could easily be mistaken for the terrestrial Cryptid Mothman, His coat is a snowy white that would blend readily with the surface of his home moon; Power Descriptions: An Artist at heart, Moon-Moths spells are often highly visual and thematic, Serving either as tools for his work, like his constructs and illusions or themselves works of art Drawn From Phenomena, Cultures and Places that have captivated the highly curious lanternian. History: The Lanternian race evolved on the inhospitable world of lantern, a desert world plagued by a gaping hole in the atmosphere that let the fury of its sun scorch the surface unfiltered, setting its surface ablaze and granting its name. It was early in there history when, seeking to escape the fiery wrath of the unpredictable solar bombardments that they first developed there mystical capabilities, using them to as one migrate through space and to the surface of lanterns moon, already adapted to the harshness of there world it did not take them long to make the adoptions necessary to permanently colonize the satellite without the assistance of advanced technologies. able to view the resplendent beauty of the cosmos from there sanctuary the lanternians found there understandings of magic and philosophy greatly expanded upon by watching how the gears of the galaxy turned and interacted with one another; soon enough the colony became something of a monastery dedicated to the enlightenment and education of lanturnians in the mystic arts. Myothizar A'lira was one of the first so called "moon-born", having birthed and metamorphosed upon the moon, his coat was a brilliant white in contrast to the ruddy reds and browns of his ancestors and parents, his thin carapace trimmed with thick fur, his thinner arms and legs also afforded him a somewhat greater height and leaner build. perhaps on another world being born so radically different would've resulted in some form of prejudice or exile but now an amiable agrarian society, his people readily accepted him as something of a good omen and the promise of there future prosperity; an omen that seemed to come true when on the eve of his 20th decade of life contact with envoys of the Delzatri Empire made contact and after much discussion it was decided that the joining of the Delzatri's empire would be there next step into the greater cosmos; a decision that Myothizar had advocated most strongly; for whilst he was never the subject of outright fear or scorn, the discovery of his deep and almost instinctive grasp of mysticism had lead to him being somewhat demonized by younger members of his race as something of a monster, hoping to find peers amongst the varied members of the interstellar empire. A chance he got when he was forwarded by the elders as a potential candidate for the praetorians. Personality & Motivation: Lanternians are highly amiable creatures and Myoth is no exception, he greatly enjoys the diversity of the various species in the universe and whilst he is slow to anger and quick to forgive; wickedness and cruelty evoke his ire and fighting spirit. Powers & Tactics: With a keen mind and powerful magic Myoth can be a cunning and terrifying foe to face; Able to emit unerring prismatic energy bolts from his hands and antenna known for not only penetrating but passing through armoured vehicles and small starship hulls. generate highly complex Illusions, heal the wounds of others and spin silvery constructs from thin air It is little wonder he was all but demonized by the children of his home world; in general, Moon-moth runs interference and support, attempting to thin the enemy ranks and misdirect their strength Complications: Moonspeak: Myoth's Grasp of spoken language is somewhat poor; given he was born on the moon and the lack of atmosphere necessitated a Non-Verbal Language He Will often misspeak or confuse terms, occasionally getting punched in the face as a result. "I am Myoth, Not Monster.": Myoth's Slight ostracization has caused him to develope a craving for acceptance and Approval, the primary reason he enjoys working with the praetorians is the peers it provides him, He becomes extremely Distressed if he is called a monster, freak, demon or the like (he doesn't mind Alien, Lunatic or Fool.) and usualy tries to convince the accuser otherwise; Sufficient provocation however Might leads to Red Rages and/or Heavy Depression. Abilities: 0 + 4 + 10 + 20 + 10 + 4 = 48PP Strength: 10 (+0) Dexterity: 14 (+2) Constitution: 20 (+5) Intelligence: 30 (+10) Wisdom: 20 (+5) Charisma: 14 (+2) Combat: 12+6 = 18PP Initiative: +10 Attack: +6 Melee, +6 Ranged (+10 Blast, Snare, Transform) Defense: +7 (+3 Base, +4 Dodge Focus), +2 Flat-Footed Grapple: +6 Knockback: -7 Saving Throws: 2+5+5 = 12PP Toughness: +15 (+5 Con, +10 [Force Field]) Fortitude: +7 (+5 Con, +2) Reflex: +7 (+2 Dex, +5) Will: +10 (+5 Wis, +5) Skills: 48R = 12PP Concentration (8) +13 Craft (artistic) (4) +14 Diplomacy (4) +6 Gather Information (4) +6 Investigate (4) +14SM Knowledge (Arcane Lore) (8) +18SM Knowledge (Galactic Lore) (4) +14 Language 2 (Base: Lanturnian, Delzatri, Galstandard) Notice (5) +10SM Sense Motive (5) +10SM Feats: 14PP Dodge Focus 4 Eidetic Memory Equipment 7 (Praetorian HQ and Spaceships; 5 from veteran awards) Jack of all Trades Luck 2 Ritualist Skill Mastery (Arcane Lore, Notice, Sense Motive, Investigate) Speed of Thought Ultimate Effort (Knowledge (arcane Lore)) Equipment: 2PP = 10EP Contributed to Praetorian Equipment Powers: 50 + 2 + 10 + 9 + 4 = 75PP Array 20(“Master of Magic”; Magic; PF: Alternate Power 10)[50pp] -BE: Blast 12(“Vast Array of offensive magic”; Feats (Improved Critical 2) Extras Penetrating 5 PF: Accurate 2 (+4), Improved Range (300ft Incr) Indirect (3), Progression (Increase Range; 3000ft maximum) Variable Descriptor 2 (Any Magic)) [40pp] -AE: Create Object 11(“Moon-Silver Constructs”; 11x250’ cubes; Extras: Movable (55ft radius, STR 55 Force: 26 tons), Precise, Progression (Object Size) 5, Stationary) (40/40pp) [1pp] -AE: Illusion 8(“Mirage Arcana”; Affects: All sense Types, Progression Area 6 (100ft)(38/40pp)) [1pp] -AE: Move Object 18(“Audacious Alterations”/ “Subtle Shifts”; Strength 90, Heavy load: 3.3k tons; PF: Affects Insubstantial 2 (Full Power) Precise, Subtle, (40/40pp) [1pp] -AE: Snare 12 (“Moon-Silver Shackles”; Extras: Regenerating PF: Accurate 2 (+4) Precise, Subtle) (40/40pp)) [1pp] -AE: Teleport 12(“Magic of the Migration”; 1200ft as a move, 20 million miles as a full action; Extras: Accurate PFs: Change Velocity, Easy, Progression Mass 2 (500lbs) (40/40pp))[1pp] -AE: Time Stop 10("Moth-gate"; Extras: Accurate, Portal Flaws: Long Range)[40/40] -AE: Teleport 15("Long distance transmission" Extras: Accurate Flaws: Long Range PFs: Progression Mass 6 (10,000 lbs) Change velocity, Change Direction, Easy, Turnabout)[40/40] -AE: Time Stop 10 ("Myothizar's Moment"; 50ft radius Extras: Selective attack Flaws: Action(Full), Distracting, Range, Unreliable (5 Uses)[40/40) -AE: Transform 12(“Transmutations”; Affects: Broad (Matter to Matter) 5000 lbs; Extras: Duration (continuous) Flaws: Action (full) Range (Touch) PF: Accurate 2 (+4), Innate (40/40pp))[1pp] -AE: Dimensional Pocket 16("Myothizar Zone"; 12,500,000 lbs; PFs: Affects Insubstantial 2 (Full Power), Extended Reach 2 (10ft reach)) (36/40) Flight 1(“Mystic Flight” 10mph 100ft a round) [2pp] Force Field 10(“Prismatic Scales” +10 toughness) [10pp] Immunity 8(“Lanturnian Biology”; Genetic, Aging, Enviormental conditions (all), Suffocation (all); Feat: Innate)[9pp] Super Senses (“Magic Sensativity”; Alien, Biological; Analytical, Visual Detect Magic)[4pp] Drawbacks: (-2) = -2PP Vulnerability: Fire (common) +1 to DCs (minor) (-2pp) DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC15 Toughness Damage Blast 300ft DC27 Toughness Damage Myothizars' Moment DC20 Reflex Time Stop Snare 120ft DC22 Reflex Snare Transform Touch DC22 Fortitude Transform Illusion Perception DC18 Will Illusion Totals: Abilities (48) + Combat (18) + Saving Throws (12) + Skills (12) + Feats (14) + Powers (75) - Drawbacks (-2) = 177/179PP
  8. Player Name: Heritage Name: Ditra Fifty-Five Power Level: 10/12 (165/185PP) Tradeoffs: +2 Toughness/-2 Defense Unspent PP: 20 In Brief: Alien cyborg with telepathic and technopathic powers Alternate Identity: Councillor Ditra Fifty-Five, diploditra055 (Nameless designation) Identity: Public Birthplace: Somewhere in Lor space Occupation: Diplomat, politician Base of Operations: CoVic Station Affiliations: The Second Hive, the Coalition Family: Hundreds of hive mates Description: Age: 10 Terran years since final assembly Apparent Age: 25 Gender: Female shell Race: Nameless agent (Diplomatic model) Height: 170 cm Weight: 55 kg Eyes: Black Hair: Green Skin: Green Ditra is a very pretty Nameless agent of the Diplo class, marked by green skin and curly, dark green hair. Due to the nature of her robotic body, she has few physical needs, so she tends to dress in simple yet flattering jumpsuits in gray, white or black, which offer little protection from hostile environments or attacks. She does own an older EVA suit that she keeps in her luggage in case of emergency. History: Ditra is a Nameless agent, one of hundreds chosen to serve her race's long-term plan to infiltrate and overthrow the Republic from the inside. But the Fifty Year Plan, which had somehow not been completed in nearly two hundred years, quickly became obsolete once the first agents were exposed in the early stages of the Communion Incursion three Terran years ago. Like the rest of her race, Ditra had to adapt to a radical new situation, and she was as surprised as anyone else to find herself fighting alongside the 'marks' in what would come to be called the Coalition. But she has always liked the Lor, and never specifically wished them any ill will, so maybe it should have been less of a shock. She served with distinction throughout the conflict, even receiving the grudging respect of members of other races. With the fighting over, Ditra registered herself along with the other more or less law-abiding agents, and looked into finding some sort of gainful employment on CoVic Station; she did a number of odd jobs, including security, labor negotiations and working in the various markets throughout the station. One day she was approached by members of her hive about possibly serving on the Coalition council as a representative for the Nameless; they pointed out that she was a popular agent, and her distinguished war service meant that she was already known outside the hive. After much consideration, she agreed to having her designation placed on the ballot, and was shocked to find that she'd won the election by a significant number; she now suspects there was some sort of tampering that guaranteed her victory. Despite (or perhaps because) of the way she came to her position, she takes it very seriously, and she sincerely wants what's best for her people, even though no one can agree on what that truly is right now. Personality & Motivation: Ditra Fifty-Five was, like all Diplomatic units, designed, bred, cloned, assembled, trained and programmed specifically to be likable, helpful and attractive to the Lor. Yet even if one knows this, it's hard not to like her; she's pretty, warm and charming, and genuinely wants to serve both her race and the Coalition as a whole. She's very much aware of how most races see her kind, and will freely acknowledge their concerns; she knows that she will have to work very hard to earn anyone's trust, and that even then, a single careless word or action can bring it all crashing down. But all is not so serious for this young sentient; she is very curious and loves to learn things, and finds other races and people to be fascinating. She also loves playing the elaborate, massive multiplayer videogames her people design, and spends much of her free time in highly competitive gameplay Powers & Tactics: In terms of offense, Ditra really only has one weapon: the powerful blaster built into her right forearm. But to think this is all she brings to the table is to sell her short; her communication capabilities are considerable, and her databanks hold a tremendous amount of information, which make her an ideal investigator, interrogator or negotiator. Complications: The Nameless Peril: Ditra is a member of one of the least trusted races in the galaxy, and is frequently the subject of considerable prejudice. A Bit of a Snoop: Ditra is both naturally curious and a telepath; she may have a hard time resisting peeking into someone's mind, even if they're a friend. For Love of the Game: Like many Nameless agents, Ditra is a bit of a videogame addict, and may be distracted from time to time by gameplay in her head. Domo Arigato, Mistress Roboto: Though her body contains several biological components, it is still mostly robotic, and thus is susceptible to powers or devices that affect technology. Horrible, Horrible Freedom!: If her centipede-like pilot is ever pulled out of her shell, Ditra would be terribly exposed. A Sense of Duty: As an elected councillor of the Coalition, Ditra takes her duties very seriously, which may lead to moral conflicts over where her loyalties lie. My Resources Are Not Infinite: Though her shell is largely self-contained and can maintain itself for days in the harshest environments, Ditra does still need to occasionally ingest organic material, trace elements and radioactive isotopes from time to time. Too long without these substances will cause her to shutdown or even die. Abilities: 0 + 6 + 0 + 10 + 4 + 8 = 28PP Strength: 10 (+0) Dexterity: 16 (+3) Constitution: 10 (+0) Intelligence: 20 (+5) Wisdom: 14 (+2) Charisma: 18 (+4) Combat: 16 + 12 = 28PP Initiative: +3 Attack: 6, Melee +6, Ranged +6, Unarmed +6, Blaster +12 Grapple: +16 (+10 Str, Attack 6) Defense: 8 (+8 Defense), 4 Flat-footed Knockback: -5 (-3 Flat-Footed) Saving Throws: 0 + 8 + 5 + 8 = 21PP Toughness: +12 (+0 Con, +4 Defensive Roll, +8 Protection) Fortitude +8 (+2 Con, +8) Reflex +8 (+3 Dex, +5) Will +10 (+2 Wis, +8) Skills: 64R = 16PP (*Skill Mastery) Bluff 6 (+10)* Computers 5 (+10) Diplomacy 11 (+15)* Disguise 4 (+8, +28 Morph) Gather Information 6 (+10)* Knowledge (Behavioral Sciences) 5 (+10) Knowledge (Civics) 5 (+10) Knowledge (Galactic Lore) 5 (+10) Notice 3 (+5) Perform (Oratory) 6 (+10) Sense Motive 8 (+10)* Feats: 7PP Benefit: Coalition Councillor Defensive Roll 2 Eidetic Memory Jack of All Trades Skill Mastery (Bluff, Diplomacy, Gather Information, Sense Motive) Well-Informed Equipment: 0PP Surplus EVA suit (free) Powers: 30 + 15 + 4 + 19 = 68PP Modified Diplomatic Shell [30PP] • Comprehend 3 (Read, Speak and Understand any Sapient language) [6PP] • Features 3 (Internal Compartment, Internal Computer, Iron Stomach) [3PP] • Immunity 9 (Life Support) [9PP] • Morph 4 (Humanoids, Flaw: Limited to Females) [4PP] • Protection 8 [8PP] Communications Package (ComPac) [15PP] • Base Power: Mental Communication 5 (Extra: Area, Feats: Selective, Subtle) [12PP] AP: Datalink 5 (Radio-based, Feats: Subtle 2) + Quickness 10 (Limited: One Type [Mental], x2,500) [1PP] AP: Mind Reading 10 (Feat: Subtle 2) [1PP] AP: Radio Communication 5 (Extra: Area, Feats: Selective, Subtle) [1PP] Sensory Package (SensPac) [4PP] • Super-Senses 4 (Infravision, Psionic Awareness, Radio) [4PP] Tactical Package (TacPac) [19PP] • Blast 8 (Feat: Accurate 3) [19PP] Drawbacks: (-3) = -3PP Weakness (Requires Radioactive Materials, Frequency: Common, Intensity: Moderate [cumulative -1 penalty on all checks, attack rolls and Defense]) [-3PP] DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Blaster Ranged DC 23 Tough Damage Mind Reading Perception DC 20 Will Read Surface Thoughts Abilities 28 + Combat 28 + Saving Throws 21 + Skills 16 + Feats 7 + Powers 68 - Drawbacks 3 = 165 /185 Power Points
  9. Player Name: EviscerusNox Character Name: Prince Akkar Power Level: 9/10 (in ship) (150/154PP) Trade-Offs: -1/2 Damage/ +1/2 Attack (PL9) (+2 Damage/ -2 Attack In Ship, PL10) Unspent Power Points: 4 In Brief: Cybernetically Enhanced Illthusian Space Junk Dealer. Alternate Identity: Ak’Kar Kalmari Identity: Public Birthplace: Illthus Occupation: Space Junk Collector/Dealer, and Exiled Prince of Illthus Affiliations: none Family: None alive. Last surviving member of Royal Illthusian bloodline. Description Age: 38 Gender: Male Ethnicity: none Height: 6’1” Weight: 182 Eyes: Pearlescent Blue Hair: none Prince Akkar is a tall, slender Illthusian with lean muscles like that of a swimmer or runner. His skin color changes with his mood, but most of the time it is a pale white/blue as this is the preferred color of Illthusian royalty. He is typically found wearing a sleek, black space suit that looks like a mix between a clergy cassock robe and a neoprene wet suit with helmet. The helmet retracts into the neck of the suit when not in the vacuum of space or similar environment that required a breathing apparatus. Around Akkar’s neck is an amulet with the royal crest of Illthus, a symbol that has been banned by the Grue Unity, he keeps this tucked away under the suit or whatever clothes he’s wearing most of the time. Akkar’s face is covered in scars, especially around the cybernetic facial tentacles, and his back also bears the marks from the rough treatment of the Grue. Power Descriptions: Akkar’s cybernetic facial tentacles resemble his organic ones, but are segmented and a brushed steel color, the tips of them blossom open to reveal different tools depending on which he needs access to. The energy blaster tentacle glows blue on the end. The stun tentacle crackles with electricity. The plasma cutter tentacle glows an orange/white color when activated. There is also a tentacle that sprouts multiple flail like chains from the end that he can use for striking foes. The interface tentacle sprouts a key like protuberance that can shift its form like mercury to access all manner of computers/terminals. History: Ak’Kar was born to rule, and was told that often from the first moments he can remember. He was taught the true history of his people, the once proud and noble heritage of Illthus, a world almost completely of water. Once his proud people roamed both the waterways of the deep and the stars with abandon, and the Royal house Kalmari ruled justly, and all the denizens of Illthus were happy. That was, until the Grue Unity came. They subjugated Ak’Kar’s people, murdering all that stood to defy them, including the royal house of Kalmari. Only a few survived, running for their lives and living in quiet exile. This was the story as told to him, over and over again, by the loyal subjects of his House as he grew into adulthood. He was told it was his destiny to free his people, to lead them in an uprising against the Grue Unity. The only thing that his people waited on, he was told, was for him to make his presence known and they would follow him to victory. Life, it turns out, wasn’t as simple as the stories he’d been told. When of sufficient age and training, he set out gathering forces that wished to oppose the Grue, he offered many seats on his council, powerful positions in the new government he was to build on Illthus, and the riches of his home beneath the seas. Gathering a rather sizeable armada, he believed that if he laid siege to his home world that the Illthusians on the surface would rise up and join his rebellion, taking over the advanced technology in place and ousting the Grue. Little did he know that it had been centuries since the old stories of the grandness of the Illthusian Empire had been told, and he was all but a forgotten figurehead to all except the few in his inner circle who were devout believers, as they too had been brought up to believe. His compatriots had joined him for their own ends, never disabusing him of the notions of his childhood, instead using the siege as an opportunity to pillage valuable resources from both the Grue and Illthus, then absconding as soon as reinforcements came. Ak’Kar was taught a harsh lesson that day, and many harsher ones over the next 3 solar cycles as a prisoner of the Grue and favorite play thing for their torturers. Many terrible things were done to Ak’Kar over that time, he talks about none of it, but the most obvious thing was the amputation of his facial tentacles. A disgrace among the Illthus even to this day. Eventually the Grue grew tired of abusing him, and left him alone in his cell to die forgotten and alone. It was happenstance and luck that saw him freed. A group of mercenaries had been sent to rescue quite a different prisoner from the Grue, and in the chaos Ak’Kar escaped with them. He was of course, left on the very next backwater planet available, but Ak’Kar minded little. He set to the task of survival, and found himself in the salvage business. He made enough eventually to buy his own ship, hire a crew, and live life free among the stars. He was also fortunate enough to save a doctor from an advanced race of technopath cyberneticists from the Grue, and in return received cybernetic replacements for his tentacles as well as a few other enhancements. Always, though, in the back of his mind, is the freedom of Illthus. Though his people and allies had given up on him, he would not do the same. He would see them freed, and the Grue fall. He will need new allies, and a much bigger boat. Personality & Motivation: Ak’Kar is a driven alien, and used to giving orders due to his upbringing. He can come off as officious or authoritarian, but those that know him, including his crew, know that he would put his life on the line for those he calls friends, and those in his employ. Rarely showing the colors of mirth, Ak’Kar can seem morose or downright sullen, but this is due to his being taught that a ruler must remain aloof and above reproach, and so he adopts this practice with his crew and most others he comes in contact with. When he finally makes a friend, he is very protective, but still guarded, and doesn’t talk much about his feelings, though they can become evident by his coloring by other Illthusians, or those that know what those colors mean. Powers & Tactics: Ak’Kar leads from the front lines, he knows no other way, and so he will face foes head on, seeking to inspire his men with both actions and words. Ak’Kar isn’t much for subtlety in battle and does no hiding or feinting. He prefers to fight battles in the open, and let the superior combatant prevail without trickery or guile. Complications: Prince in Exile: Ak’Kar is of the royal House Kalmari, and believes he is destined to free his people, and take his rightful place as ruler of Illthus. Enemy: Grue Unity and his former allies that left him high and dry at the siege of Illthus and of course Captain Kraken. Reputation: Among other captains and spacefaring citizens, Akkar as seen as inconsequential or low rent due to being a salvager and junk dealer. Among those that believe in the restoration of the Illthus empire, he's seen as a failure due to his first attempt by some, and promised savior by others. Responsibility: Ak’Kar believes it is his responsibility to serve as an example of what Illthusian manner and temperament should be, and so when in public takes great pains to not bring dishonor to his race. Also he is responsible to his crew for their safety and will do his best to keep them out of harm’s way, despite the danger inherent in salvage operations, illegal or legal. Abilities: 4 + 6 + 4 + 2 + 0 + 4 = 20PP Strength: 14 (+2) Dexterity: 16 (+3) Constitution: 24/14 (+7/+2) Intelligence: 12 (+1) Wisdom: 10 (+0) Charisma: 14 (+2) Combat: 12 + 12 = 24pp Attack: +6/11 (Melee)/10 (Tentacle Blast) Grapple: +13 Defense: +8, +3 flat-footed (Dodge Focus 2) Knockback: -5 Initiative: +3 Saving Throws: 1+4+5 = 10pp Toughness: +10/5 (+7/2 Con, +3 Protection) Fortitude: +8/3 (+7/2 Con, +1) Reflex: +7 (+3 Dex, +4) Will: +5 (+0 Wis, +5) Skills: 24r = 6pp Computers 4/12* (+5/13*) Craft: Mechanical 4 (+5) Disable Device 0/12 (+1/13)* Notice 8 (+8) Pilot 8 (+11) *= with interface tentacle active Feats: 33pp Ambidexterity Attack Focus Melee 5 Dodge Focus 2 Equipment 18 Leadership Minions 6 (25, PL3 minions) Equipment: 19pp 95ep The Leviathan [90ep] STR 50 [2ep] Defense 6 Toughness 14 [3ep] Size: Gargantuan [15ep] Cannons: Blast 12 [25ep] AP: Tractor Beam: Telekinesis 12 Flight 12 [24ep] Super Movement 4: Space Flight 2 [4ep] Features: [8ep] Computer Communications Infirmary Living Space Cargo Hold Holding Cells Workshop Security System Powers: 6 + 16 + 23 + 12 = 57pp Illthusian Physiology 1.2 [6pp] Immunity 1 (Drowning) [1pp] Obscure 3 (Visual; Flaws: Touch Range) “Ink Cloud” [3pp] Super Senses 2 (Darkvision) [2pp] Cybernetic Enhancements 3.2 [16pp] (Technology) Additional Limbs 3 (5 facial tentacles) [3pp] Enhanced Constitution 10 [10pp] Protection 3 [3pp] Cybernetic Facial Tentacle Array 9.5 (19pp Array, Feats: Alternate Power 4) [23pp] (Technology) Base Power: Blast 8 (Power Feats: Accurate 2, Incurable) “Energy Blaster Tentacle” [19pp] AP: Stun 7 (Power Feats: Extended Reach 5) “Stun Tentacle” [1pp] (Electricity) AP: Corrosion 3 (Power Feats: Extended Reach 5) “Plasma Cutter Tentacle” (Plasma/Heat) [1pp] AP: Strike 7 (Extra: Autofire; Power Feats: Extended Reach 5) “Weaponized Tentacle" [1pp] AP: Datalink 1 (Power Feat: Machine Control), Enhanced Skills 5 (Computers 8, Disable Device 12) Comprehend 2 (Speak/Understand all languages) “Interface Tentacle" [1pp] Kalmari Royal Space Suit/Robe (Device 3; Hard to Lose) [12pp] Immunity 9 (Life Support) [9pp] Flight 3 (50 MPH, 500 ft/round) Drawbacks: (-0) + (-0) = -0PP DC Block: ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Energy Blaster Tentacle Ranged DC 23 Toughness (staged) Damage (Physical) Stun Tentacle Melee DC 17 Fortitude (staged) Dazed/Stunned/Unconcious Weaponized Tentacle Melee DC 22 Toughness (staged) Damage (Physical) Plasma Cutter Tentacle Melee DC 17 Fortitude/DC22 Toughness Drain Toughness/Damage (Physical) Totals: Abilities (20) + Combat (24) + Saving Throws (10) + Skills (6) + Feats (33) + Powers (57) - Drawbacks (0) = 150/154 Power Points
  10. Greasy Gear Power Level: 10 (150/155PP) Unspent Power Points: 5 Trade-Offs: -5 defense/+5 toughness, -2 attack/+2 damage In Brief: A four armed time and space traveling gunsmith who is running from his past. Catchphrase: My Past is my business Theme: Alternate Identity: Emperor of Terror Xor'cran Zemer'ker'fren Xax'lec'kian, High Weapon Artist, Lord Smith of The Grand Rel Imperium, Forger of: the Hammer of Infinty, The Spear of Unending Terror, the Cannonade of Destiny and a Thousand other Beautiful and Unspeakable Bringers of Death. Birthplace: Xobron Residence: Space Base of Operations: Space Occupation: Bounty hunter/wandering vagabond (Formerly weapon maker and artist) Affiliations: Rel Imperium, Formerly. Family: None. Description: Age: 275 (DoB:, 2175]) Apparent Age: Stopped aging at 123 years old, or early adulthood. Gender: Male Ethnicity: Green Xobron Weight: 250 lbs Eyes: Orange Hair: Green Greasy Gear is a Green Xobron, four armed and three tailed creatures from deep space. He has four very powerful arms sprouting from a large stocky frame. His face is simian like, with his two orange eyes often behind his blue goggles. He is tough, muscled and fairly attractive. His tail is long and lithe, with golden rings on the end. He doesn't want to talk about this. History: Through time and space, in the right circles one name carries fear and respect: Xor’cran. Weapons of that name carry a connotation of quality and beauty. Across the multiverse there are weapons with the Mark of Xor’cran. They have been used to change history. A Xobron is born with one syllable. He or she must earn every last syllable. Xor was no different. He was thirteen when he earned his second syllable and became a full-fledged member of his house by passing the trial of the forge. At the age of thirty Xor Xax witnessed a crime committed with future weapons. The authorities put it away quietly, but Xor Xax saw something. He saw beauty in death, and he saw his ticket to greatness. Over the next few years he worked his way into a criminal organization. He earned new names and a new reputation. He was one of the greatest weapon smiths in the game. A veritable artist. Eventually he encountered a wounded time master and killed him. He took the time master's gear and reverse engineered it. He then went back in time and prevented the officer's murder, while handing the new time travel materials to his younger self. After that: Chaos. He committed crimes across time and eventually the multiverse in the name of profit. He killed a few people, but mostly he sold weapon art to the highest bidder. The blood of empires was on his hands. His own syndicate became known as the Rel Imperium. He was the Emperor of Terror. He was the High Weapon Artist. He was the Lord Smith of The Grand Rel Imperium. He was the Forger of: the Hammer of Infinty, The Spear of Unending Terror, the Cannonade of Destiny and a Thousand other Beautiful and Unspeakable Bringers of Death. He was all these things, until he wasn't. Some say he killed an innocent child. Some his lover. Some say he saw a world felled by his weapons. In any case, the Emperor of Terror simply vanished. Greasy Gear will tell anyone that he's been sailing across the multiverse for decades. He’s spent a pretty significant time on Earth-D-Pirate-1. That's all. He is just a bad guy doing good. He will not speak of his past, it is no one’s business. Personality & Motivation: Redemption. He wanders the multiverse doing good on any scale he can. Staying below the radar to avoid time cops, his gang, and rivals alike. He also needs money to eat, so he still gambles and bounty hunts across time and space. Powers & Tactics: Greasy Gear tends to resort to violence as a last resort. He tries to sneak about, and is decent at doing so. However when combat appears inevitable he has two strategies. He prefers to fight the common thug with his massive hammer. When he’s out numbered or the enemy draws large weapons he tends to get to cover and open up with his four acoustic disruptors. Big and powerful targets will often find themselves the focus of him firing all four of his weapons in an all-out blast. Power Descriptions: Gear uses four glowing blue disruptor pistols that emit glowing blue energy beams when they fire. They make a “FWAZZIP!” noise when they fire. His Hammer is almost six feet long and he uses all four hands when he uses it. He prefers wide sweeping strikes when he attacks. Complications: Legacy of Death: Across the multiverse, he was sown and reaped death. He has sold to the worst of the worst and had no cares for who was hurt by that. Now he does and he is haunted by the fact that history and the future will only know him as a villain. Emperor of Terror: Gear sowed terror and horror across the multiverse and his face in some worlds is still one that will get him killed if he isn’t careful. His reign was across time, past and future, meaning that the multiverse will never know him as a hero. High Weapon Artist: His weapons are prized and deadly, and despite his shame he still feels pride over each piece he made. As foolish as it seems he would rather collect his old weapons and lock them away than to destroy them. His weapons usually use sonic energy or vibrations which are both the traditional weapons and vulnerabilities of his people. When did you meet me?: Because of his time travel, he may meet people who he wronged in his old life. Or he may meet people who he or his weapons killed but haven’t died yet. Wanted Man: The Time Masters are after him for selling anachronistic weapons across time. This can definitely be a plot hook. Abilities: 0 + 8 + 8 + 10 + 0 - 2 = 24PP Strength: 10 (+0) Dexterity: 18 (+4) Constitution: 18 (+4) Intelligence: 20 (+5) Wisdom: 10 (+0) Charisma: 8 (-1) Combat: 16 + 10 = 26 PP Initiative: +4 Attack: +8 Melee, +8 Ranged, +8 base Defense: +5, +3 Base, +3 Flat-Footed Grapple: +8 Knockback: -10 Saving Throws: 3 + 2 + 4 = 9 PP Toughness: +15 (+4 Con, +11 Protection) [+5 Impervious] Fortitude: +7 (4 Con, +3) Reflex: +6 (+4 Dex, +2) Will: +4 (+0 Wis, +4) Skills: 44R = 11PP Computers 8 (+13, Skill Mastery) Craft (Electronic) 8 (+ 13, Skill Mastery) Disable Device 8 (+13, Skill Mastery) Knowledge Technology 8 (+13, Skill Mastery) Knowledge History 4 (+9) Language 4 (Lor, English, Grue, Pirate, Native: Galstandard) Stealth 4 (+ 8) Feats: 4 PP All Out Attack Improvised tools Inventor Skill mastery (Computers, Craft (Electronic), Disable Device, Knowledge (Technology)) Powers: 35 + 29 + 15 = 79 PP Container 7 (Xobron Physiology, Extra; Duration: [Permanent]) [35 PP] (Alien, Genetic) Additional limbs 3 (5 limbs; 2 extra arms and three tails) [3PP] Immunity 10 (Life support, Aging) [10 PP] Protection 6 (Tough skin) [6PP] Protection 5 (Impenetrable skin, Extras: Impervious) [10 PP] Super movement 3 (Wall crawl 2, Sure-footed) [6PP] Device 8 (Futuristic Weapons, 40 PP container, Feats; Multiweapon 5, Flaws; easy to lose) [29 PP] (Tech) Future Weapons Array 19: (38 PP Array, Feats; Alternate power 2) [40 PP] Base Power: Blast 12 (Acoustic disruptors, Extras; Autofire, Complications: Power loss: 3 ranks of Blast and 1 rank of split for each blaster disarmed, Feats; Split attack 2) {38/38 PP} (Sonic, tech) Alternate Power: Blast 10 (Plasma grenades, Extras; Area: Burst, Feats; Accurate) {31/38} Alternate Power: Strike 12 (Hammer of Sorrow, Extras; Autofire, Penetrating) {36/38 PP} (Sonic, tech) Device 5 (Cosmic Cycle, 25 PP container, Easy to lose) [15 PP] (Tech) Flight 10 (10,000 mph) [20 PP] Super Movement 3 (Temporal Travel 3, Flaws; unreliable 1/day -1 PP/rank) [3PP] Super Movement 1 (Space travel, almost light speed) [2PP] Drawbacks 3PP Vulnerability (Vibration, Frequency: Uncommon, Intensity: Major, -3PP) DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Acoustic pistols Ranged DC 27 Toughness Damage Hammer Touch DC 27 Toughness Damage Plasma Grenade Ranged DC 25 Toughness Damage Totals Abilities 24 + Combat 26 + Saves 9 + Skills 11/44 + Feats 4 + Powers 79 - Drawbacks 3 = (150/155PP)
  11. Player Name: Mister Shoebox Character Name: Joe Eastwood (Full name: F'zzit-Liano-Solinax-Granno of the Egg group Seeker, Hatchling of Grenslak the Finder and Y'rilk the Brawler.) Power Level: 10 (150/150PP) Trade-Offs: None Unspent Power Points: 0 In Brief: Alien Sam Spade Residence: A small apartment in Southside. His ship is parked on the roof of his building. Base of Operations: His office - also in Southside. Catchphrase: He has a habit of calling humans "Meat-mammals." Alternate Identity: None Identity: Public Birthplace: Hatchery moon of Jolgia 12 Occupation: "Finder for hire" (PI) Affiliations: FCPD Family: 40 hatch siblings of assorted genders. Paternal figure, Maternal figure. Description: Age: 288 Earth Years, but 36 physically. Apparent Age: late 30's early 40's Gender: To make it simple on humans, he identifies as male Ethnicity: Dude's purple. Height: 7'2 Weight: 800 lbs Eyes: Red (All three of 'em) Hair: Blue. He's definitely not from Earth, that's for damned sure. Purple, scaly skin, three eyes (One big one in the middle and two smaller ones on either side) and blue hair are a few of his defining visual characteristics. Seven fingered hands, a long, whip-like reptilian tail, and a mouthful of sharp, needle-like teeth complete the package. He wears his Finder Uniform under his "Meat-Mammal garb," a trench-coat and fedora. "Me in my usual uniform." "Me dressed in Meat-Mammal gear." Power Descriptions: When he uses his camouflage ability, he "Fades" into the background with a slight squelching sound. When he uses his heat-detecting reflex, a thin membrane descends over each of his three eyes. His Jolgian Pistol is a huge plasma weapon, with two settings: Incapacitate and Terminate. Terminate fires out a ball of plasma that's capable of punching through steel plating like butter. Incapacitate sends out a nasty blast of a neurological toxin that induces complete and utter paralysis. There's no antidote within five light years, so if you're zapped, you're not going anywhere. Fortunately, it wears off after about half an hour. History: Hatched more than two-hundred and eighty Earth years ago on the 12th Hatchery moon of the planet Jolgia, F'zzit's life was not an easy one. Being the youngest child to a moderate-sized clutch of 40, he often found himself having to compete with his siblings for approval. He wasn't bitter, however, and his dream was always to follow in his Pater's parth and become a Finder, much to the disgust of his Mater. His mater Y'rilk, was a Brawler who brought home many wins during her time at the Fights, and wanted all of her hatchlings to follow in her footsteps. She did love her mate and all of her hatchlings, but her relationship with F'zzit was always...frosty, even after he achieved his goal and received the Finder Accurment at the relatively young age of one hundred and forty-four. ...It became even frostier when, a scant two years after he got his Stripes, F'zzit had to arrest his mother when she murdered an opponent during a particularly vicious Brawl. She was sentenced to one hundred years in a Galacell, a relatively light sentence, but still...F'zzit's father never quite forgave him, even if he understood that his Hatchling was just doing his job. His siblings themselves were...well. There was some tension. He was never outright called a traitor, but he could tell that they never really trusted him again. So he left the Jolgia Finder force after a few years of distinguished service, taking his tiny patrol ship and spending a few decades drifting from planet to planet and outpost to outpost, sometimes being a sheriff, sometimes being a deputy...and then, about six months before this writing... Everyone needs a vacation now and then, and this "Eyarth" planet seemed like a good place to rest his legs and take a load off, as it were. So he landed on top of a small apartment building in some place called "Freedom City," and - once he reassured the poor landlord that he was not the predecessor of an alien force - asked if he could get a tiny apartment for him to rest his weary head. Once he calmed down, Mr. Mendoza told the giant purple alien that "Rent is 300 a week. No spacedollars." Huh, boy. Seems in order to enjoy his "Time Off," F'zzit needed to find a source of income. Inspiration struck when he was watching TV one day (Rent wasn't due 'till the first of the month, Mr. Mendoza is tough but fair) and he came across an old Sam Spade movie. Realizing that this PI work may prove fruitful, he set up an office in a nearby abandoned building and took a "Meat Mammal" name, Joe Eastwood. Now he patrols the mean streets of Freedom City and the mean spaceways surrounding it, solving cases, helping out where he can...it's not a thankful job, but "It puts food on the table, fuel in the ship, and cigarettes in me, I'm good at it, and I'm still doing what I was hatched to do." Personality & Motivation: Laid-back but duty-driven, he's got a dedicated but not inflexible air about him. He's surprisingly soft-spoken for a man of his size, almost never raising his voice above a pleasant conversational one. He's not unemotional, but he is reserved, often speaking in clipped, to-the-point sentences. He'll use every opportunity to get his man, but won't go outside the law of the planet to do so. "I'm here to help, not hurt. Sometimes the latter is unavoidable, though, but never go overboard. If you do, you're just as bad as the guys you're going after." He's slow to anger, but when he DOES get angry, look out. He likes soft rock tunes, old movies, cheap cigarettes, expensive whiskey, and The Freedom City Falcons Hockey Team. He hates cats (They make him sneeze), the taste of fried chicken, and long lines at the DMV. What motivates him to fight crime on his new home is simple: "I'm a Finder. Even on this new locale, bud. Surrounded by meat mammals, some of which have meta abilities, I'm still a Finder. I grab bad guys and put them behind bars. Even if those bad guys are meat-mammals who shoot lightning out of their butts or something." Powers and Tactics: "Okay, fella, sit down. This could take a while. I'm a Jolgian, we differ from you meat-mammals in several areas - besides the obvious, that being you guys are tiny and covered in squishy skin, not scales. I can blend into the background like that little squid-thing....A cuttlefish, that's it. I can see into the infared spectrum, too. See, everything leaves a heat trail when it moves; as a Jolgian? I can track it. No one escapes me for long. I'm also a lot stronger and faster than your average human. I can run at about a hundred miles per hour...helps. That's not dismissing you; it's just a fact. My scales are about as hard as that...what-do-you-call-it...Kevlar, yeah. Radiation doesn't bother me, either. One good thing about living on a planet constantly bombarded by gamma radiation? You get a natural immunity to the stuff. " "My trusty blaster has gotten me out of more than a few scrapes. I'm a good shot, but it's not like I go around shooting up the place. There's a time for that, but it's not often. It's a Jolgian L13-F3LD Special. Good gun. Burns through armor pretty easily and has a nasty paralysis effect. Only way someone's waking up when zapped with that thing is when it wears off - no Earth meditech can revive 'em. Burns through people, too, so you understand why I don't like to use the Terminate effect on meat mammals; I like smoked jerky, but I don't want to turn those I'm trying to apprehend INTO the stuff. 'course, a lot of people surrender at the sight of a giant, scaly guy with three eyes who's holding a really big gun, so I rarely have to use it." "Tactically? Hit hard, hit fast, apprehend, Do Not Kill unless absolutely necessary. I have killed, yeah, but I've never enjoyed it; it's just one of the problems of the job. Only on other planets, though; I've never had to kill a meat-mammal, a record I'd like to keep. If your car is too fast for me to leap after, though, I'm not afraid of giving your vehicle a few new holes. Give your insurance guy a reason to put on a happy face. Sneaking up someone with the ol' camouflage reflex and a tap on the head isn't outside the realm of possibility either." Complications: One is the Loneliest Number. He can get lonely at times, considering he's - as far as he knows - the only Jolgian within fifty light years of "This meat-mammal-coated world. Nothing against you guys, but a fella gets lonely." Lybu Tahq! Something not human! His appearance can be...off-putting, even for those who are accustomed to extra-terrestrials on this planet. "I'm not the only alien on this blue mudball, but apparently not looking human is a social faux pas.You meat-mammals and your focus on appearance...grumble grumble." Cursin' in his native language. When stressed, upset, or surprised, he may slip back into InterLac, his native tongue. This can make it a bit hard to understand him at times. I hate the cold. He's extremely vulnerable to extreme cold, being a cold-blooded being. It's not a real issue during winter or a cold day, just put a coat on and he's fine, but if he's in an arctic environment or hit with a freeze ray, he's likely to slip into a hibernation state that it's difficult to roust him from. It's muscle and scale, really. 800 lbs of pure alien ass-kickery does not a light person make. He's difficult to move if he collapses due to the aforementioned cold effect, and he's not exactly easy to find clothes or vehicles for. Paralyze Only: He's actually had his weapon registered on Earth, with the understanding that he'll never use the "Terminate" setting unless it's against metas. Everyone else gets the "Incapactiate" setting. Abilities: 16+ 6 + 12+ 2 + 4+ 2 = 42PP STR 26(+8) DEX 16(+3) CON 22(+6) INT 12(+1) WIS 14(+2) CHA 12(+1) Combat: 8 + 7= 30PP Initiative: +7(Dex +3, misc +4) Attack: + 8 (Unarmed) (+9 Melee, +9 ranged) Grapple: +17/20 (Strength + 8, Base Attack Bonus +9, Super Strength +3) Defense: +7 (4+3 Dodge), +13 Flat-Footed Knockback: -5 Saving Throws: 1 + 2 + 4 = 7PP Toughness: +6 (+5 Impervious) Fortitude: +7 (+6 Con, +1) Reflex: +5 (+3 Dex, +2) Will: +4 (+2 Wis, +4) Skills:40R = 10PP Concentration 5 (+7), Investigate 6 (+7), Knowledge (Galactic Lore) 3 (+4), Knowledge (Popular Culture) 3 (+4), Language (English, Interlac), Pilot 5 (+8), Search 6 (+7), Sense Motive 3 (+5), Stealth 4 (+7), Survival 3 (+5) Feats: 22PP Ambidexterity, Attack Focus (Melee), Attack Focus (Ranged) Equipment 15, Fearless, Improved Initiative Quick Draw Takedown Attack 1 Equipment: 75ep Jolgian One-man Ship Size: Huge (-2 def;) [2ep] Str: 30 Toughness:15 [6ep] Features: [3PP] Navigation System (3) Hidden Compartments (1) Powers: 63 Flight 12 (50,000MPH) [24pp] Concealment 1 ( Sense Type: Radar) [2pp] Super-Movement 3 (Space Travel 3: InterGalactic) [6 ep] "Weapons Systems" 31pp BP: Blast 10, (Blaster Cannons) Feats; Improved Range (5,) Range progression (5) AP 1 AP: Nullify 10 (Electronics), (Ion Cannon), Flaws: Objects Only Feats: Improved Range 5, Range Progression 5 Powers: 31+14=45 Jolgian Physiology (30pt container, Feats: Innate) [31pp] Additional Limbs 1 (Tail) [1/30pp]) Concealment 2 ( Flaws:Blending, Feats:Close Range) Camouflage [3/30pp] Immunity 6 (Jolgian Radiation adaptation; Damage Type (Radiation), ) [6/30pp] Impervious Toughness 5 ( Armored Scales) (5/30pp) Strike 1 (Tail Whip, feat: Mighty) [2/30pp] Super Strength 3 (Feats: AP - Leaping 3 (x10),) [7/30pp] Super-Senses 2 (Lizard Vision; Infravision,Tracking (Half-Speed)) [2/30 PP] Speed 4 (100 MPH,) [4/30PP] Device 4 (20 DP, Flaws: Easy to Lose, Feats: Restricted 2, (Jolgian DNA, F'zzit)) [14PP] "Lawman's Friend" Blast 6 (Extras: Penetrating 1, Feats: Accurate, Alternate Power 1) [20 DP] (plasma bolt) AP Paralyze 6 (Extras: Ranged, Alt. Save [Fortitude], Feats: Alternate Power 1, Incurable) [19/19] (Paralyzing Beam) Drawbacks: (-3+-3) = -6PP Drawbacks: Vulnerable (Extreme Cold;Uncommon,Major) (-3) Weakness: (Extreme Cold; Uncommon, Major) (-3) DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Plasma Blast Ranged DC 21 (Toughness) Damage (Energy) Paralyze Ranged DC 16 (Fortitude) Non-damage Attack Strike Melee DC 24 (Toughness) Damage (Melee) Unarmed Touch DC 23 (Toughness) Damage (Melee) Totals: Abilities (42) + Combat (30) + Saving Throws (7) + Skills (10 (40R)) + Feats (22) + Powers (45) - Drawbacks (-6) = 151
  12. Starshot Power Level: 11/15 (250/250) [252] Unspent Power Points: 0 Trade-Offs: +3 Attack, -3 Damage; +1 Defense/-1 Toughness In Brief: Intergalactic Safari Hunter Theme Tune: Ride of the Valkyries Alternate Identity: Oskar Otto Birthplace: Berlin, Germany Residence: The Starship Xeno Occupation: Big Game Hunter (in Space) Affiliations: None Family: Distant Relatives Only Description: Age: 102 Apparent Age: 30 Gender: Male Ethnicity: Caucasian Height: 6’ Weight: 95 Kgs Eyes: Blue Hair: Blonde Starshot usually wears a battered military jacket, carries a big gun, and wears a helmet that can extend over his whole face. His left hand is clearly cybernetic, black metal and green lights. If he shows his face, he is handsome man with piercing light blue eyes and a scar down his left side. His body is in virtually perfect physical form. There are a few traces of cybernetics over his body (such as his spine). History: As a capable young man, Starshot served in the German Army in World War 2, although horrified by the experience. He ended up on a suicide mission in the Alps with his no-hoper squad. Ambushed by British commandos, the firefight was brought to a close by a galactic slaver and hunter called Zaul Zeno, an expert in biology and cybernetics. Firing into the battle, he killed most of the combatants but for Oskar, whom he collected as a prize. The next several decades, Oskar (rebuilt by Zeno) served on his ship as a big game hunter. Whilst Zeno was not cruel (just greedy and amoral), Oskar would have escaped if it was not for the explosives wired to his heart. Then Zaul disappeared. Left with money, a Starship, and a profession, Starshot took over as captain, removed the explosives in his heart (he hopes), and set off… Personality & Motivation: Oskar is a complex man, who enjoys his profession but is still scarred (physically and emotionally) by WW2. He had a grey and shadowy existence as Zaul Zeno’s right hand man. Oskar enjoys drink, gambling, and risk, but can also become grim and maudlin at times, lost in recollections. He partially travels for adventure and interest, but always has an eye out to undo the wrongs he had done, and is, at heart, a man of people. Powers & Tactics: Due to genetic modification and cybernetics, Starshot has superhuman strength and endurance, and is immune to many harsh environments. His left hand is detachable and is equipped with inbuilt tools, microjets (for flight), as well as having exceptionally strong crushing grip. Starshot has a high tech helmet that has a range of sensory enhancements. Starshot still uses his old WWII rifle. Or at least, it looks like that. In actually fact, internally, it is a high tech plasma rifle which can also fire “Plasma web” shells to capture his prey. Starshot is a skilled marksman and hunter. He tends to fight as such, sneaking around and sniping his targets. Power Descriptions: Starshots Plasma rifle shoots “Phased plasma”, that has the appearance of bright shimmering energy from purple to red in hue. Complications: War Trauma: Starshot reacts very negatively to war, and particular Nazi memorabilia. He will have flashbacks, becoming frozen, or violent. Bad Reputation: In many corners of the galaxy, Starshot has a bad reputation, having worked for Zaul Zeno for so many years. Captain: Any guest on his ship is under his protection. Allergy: Starshots genetic alteration have made him allergic to several medicines, including penicillin. Primal Challenge: Whilst Starshot is no fool, he has an honourable respect for tough prey. Unless it is quite suicidal to do so, he may choose to forgo weapons and equipment in order to “go primitive” and hunt / fight a noble prey. Restock and Recharge: Starshots helmet only has 2 hours worth of oxygen supply, and its power supply for other functions is limited. Similarly, his gun only has so much power (it is particularly drained by “overburn”) and five “Web” shells. Of course, he has plenty of spare ammunition, power, and oxygen in his ship, and to a lesser extent in his ATV. Abilities: 16 + 12 + 16 + 4 + 4 + 6 = 58 Strength: 26 (+8) Dexterity: 22 (+6) Constitution: 26 (+8) Intelligence: 14 (+2) Wisdom: 14 (+2) Charisma: 16 (+3) Combat: 24 + 24 = 48 Initiative: +10 Attack: +12, +14 Ranged Defense: +12, +6 Flat-Footed Grapple: +18 (+20 with Cybernetic Hand) Knockback: -4 ( -5 with Jacket) Saving Throws 4 + 4 + 6 = 14 Toughness: +10 (+8 Con, +2 Jacket) Fortitude: +12 (+8 Con, +4) Reflex: +10 (+6 Dex, +4) Will: +8 (+2 Wis, +6) Skills: 108R = 27 PP Climb 8 (+16) Drive 4 (+10) Skill Mastery Handle Animal 12 (+15) Intimidate 12 (+15) Knowledge (Earth Sciences) 4 (+6) Knowledge (Life Sciences) 4 (+6) Knowledge (Tactics) 4 (+6) Language 6 (English, French, Galstandard, German [Native], Lor, Ooga, Galactic Tradespeak) Medicine 4 (+6) Skill Mastery Notice 8 (+10) Pilot 4 (+10) Skill Mastery Sense Motive 4 (+6) Stealth 10 (+16) Survival 16 (+18) Skill Mastery Swim 8 (+16) Feats: 59 PP Accurate Attack All-Out Attack Attack Focus: Ranged 2 Ambidexterity Animal Empathy Attractive Benefit 2 (Wealth 2) Equipment 33 + 6 (Free From rewards) Fearless Improved Aim Improved Critical 2 (Energy Rifles) Improved Initiative Jack of All Trades Minion 9 (Free From rewards) Power Attack Precise Shot 2 Prone Fighting Second Chance (Toughness save vs Tooth and Claw) Skill Mastery (Medicine, Survival, Drive, Pilot) Startle Track Uncanny Dodge (Auditory) Equipment 39PP = 195 EP Old Reinforced Military Jacket (Protection 2) [2EP] 10 Masterwork Space Suits [10 EP Base, Progression 3] [13 EP] Rebreather Ultrasonic Whistle (Communication 2 [100’], Extras: Omni Directional, Flaws: One Way, Limited to Whistle) [1 EP] Whip (Damage 0 [15' Reach, +2 to Trip and Disarm Attempts; Feats: Mighty]) [5 EP] Vehicle: Safari Ship Xeno Size: Awesome [5 EP], STR 100 [8 EP], Toughness 20 [5 EP] Features: Alarm 1, Computer, Garage, Gym, Infirmary, Masterwork Vehicle, Masterwork Living Quarters [2], Remote Control, Safari Cells 3 [As reinforced holding cells plus can change environment], Workshop [13 EP] Powers: Flight 16 (1,000,000mph) [32 EP], Communication 16 (Radio, nearby star systems, Flaws: Limited [One Way], Feats: Subtle) [9 EP], Super Senses 26 (Analytical Radio Senses [2], Accurate Radio Senses [4], Detect Life [Radio] [3], Detect EM Energy [Radio] [3], Detect Atmosphere [Radio] [2], Radar Sense [1], Extended Radio Senses 5 [-1 per 20 miles] [10], Radio) [26 EP], Super-Movement 3 [Intergalactic, 6 EP]) Total Cost [104 EP] Vehicle: ATV Size: Huge [2 EP], STR 50 [4 EP], Toughness 12 / Impervious 6 [9EP] Features: Masterwork, Navigation 2, Remote Control, Safari Cell 3 [7 EP] Powers: Communication 8 (Radio, 2000 miles, Flaws: Limited [One Way], Feats: Subtle) [5 EP], Speed 5 (250mph, Alt Power: Swimming 5, 50mph) [6 EP], Super Senses 7 (Accurate Radar, Radar Sense, Radio, Extended 1 Radar) [7 EP], Supermovement 2 [Surefooted 2, 50% penalty reduction) [4 EP], Total Cost [44 EP] Utility Belt [20 PP Array, Alt Power 5) [25 EP] BP: Blast 2 (Extras: Penetrating, Secondary Effect) {8/20} “Thermal Pellet” AP: Environmental Control 5 (Bright Light, Extras: Independent, Feats: Improved Range 2 [x5, 250’], Slow Fade 1) {13/20} “Flare Gun” AP: Fatigue 5 (Extras: Poison, Sleep [+0]) linked with Dazzle 5 (Tactile, Extras: Alt Save [Fort] [+0], Poison, Flaws: Touch Range) {20/20} “Sedative Injector” AP: Nauseate 5 (Extras: Area [cloud], Range) {20/20} “Gas grenade” AP: Obscure 5 (Visual and Olfactory, Feats: Slow Fade 1) {16/20} “Smoke grenade” AP: Paralyse 4 (Extras: Alt Save [Fort], Poison, Ranged, Feats: Subtle) {17/20} "Blowpipe" Powers: 7 + 15 + 16 + 1 + 5 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 47 PP Cybernetic Hand (Linked Powers) [7 PP] Anatomic Separation 1 (Left Hand) [2 PP] “Detaches!” Flight 2 (25mph, Flaws: Limited to hand only) [2 PP] “Mini Jets” Super Strength 2 (+10 STR, Flaws: Limited to grip) [2PP] “Power Grip” Enhanced Trait 1 (Improvised Tools) [1 PP] “Inbuilt tools” Device 5 (25 DP, Flaws: Easy to lose) [15 PP] “Plasma Gun” Plasma Array (22 PP Array, Feats: Alt Power 3) [25 DP] BP: Blast 8 (Feats: Affects Insubstantial 1, Improved Range 2, Indirect 1, Progression [Range] 2) [22/22PP] "Phased Plasma" AP: Dazzle 10 (Visual Senses, Extras: Area [Cone], Flaws: Range [Touch]) [20/22 PP] "Plasma Flare" AP: Damage 10 (Feats: Affects Insubstantial 1, Extras: Area [Line]) [21/22PP] “Plasma Overburn” AP: Snare 8 (Feats: Affects Insubstantial 1, Blocks Radio Sense, Tether, Reversible) [20/22 PP] “Plasma Web” Device 4 (20 DP) [16 PP] “Helmet” Communication 6 (Radio, 20 miles, Flaws: Limited [One way], Feats: Subtle) [4 PP] Immunity 4 (Visual Dazzles, Suffocation [All]) [4 PP] Supersenses 13 (Direction Sense, Distance Sense, Extended [Visual] 1, Infravision, Microscopic Vision 2 [Cellular], Radio, Ultravision, X-Ray Vision, Drawback: Power loss [Lead for X Ray Vision]) [12 PP] Feature 1 (Hand acts as medical kit) [1 PP] "Inbuilt medical tools / chems" Immunity 5 (Aging, Cold, Disease, Heat, Poison) [5PP] “Cybernetic Life Support” Leaping 1 (x2, Running 30’, Standing 15’, High 7’) [1 PP] “Enhanced Physique” Speed 1 (x2, 10 mph, 88’/rnd) [1 PP] “Enhanced Physique" Swimming 1 (x2, 2.5mph, 22’/rnd) [1 PP] “Enhanced Physique” Drawbacks: -2 Vulnerability (Electricity, Common, Minor [+1]) [-2 PP] “Residual Cybernetics” DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC 23 Tough Damage (Physical) Phased Plasma Ranged DC 23 Tough Damage (Energy) Plasma Flare Touch/Cone DC 25 Reflex Dazzle (Visual) Plasma Overburn Touch/Line DC 25 Tough Damage (Energy) Plasma Web Ranged DC 23 Reflex Snare Totals: Abilities (58) + Combat (48) + Saving Throws (14) + Skills (27) + Feats (56) + Powers (47) - Drawbacks (-2) = 250/250 Power Points
  13. Player Name: Mister Shoebox Character Name: Joe Eastwood (Full name: F'zzit-Liano-Solinax-Granno of the Egg group Seeker, Hatchling of Grenslak the Finder and Y'rilk the Brawler.) Power Level: 10 (150/150PP) Trade-Offs: None Unspent Power Points: 0 In Brief: Alien Cop Residence: A small apartment in Southside. His ship is disguised as an AC unit on the roof of his building. Base of Operations: Ditto. Catchphrase: "Ah, Dung." Alternate Identity: None Identity: Public Birthplace: Hatchery moon of Joljin 12 Occupation:Detective Affiliations: FCPD Family: 40 hatch siblings of assorted genders. Paternal figure, Maternal figure. Description: Age: 288 Earth Years, but 36 physically. Apparent Age: late 30's early 40's Gender: To make it simple on humans, he identifies as male Ethnicity: Dude's purple. Height: 7'2 Weight: 800 lbs Eyes: Red (All three of 'em) Hair: Blue. He's definitely not from Earth, that's for damned sure. Purple, scaly skin, three eyes (One big one in the middle and two smaller ones on either side) and blue hair are a few of his defining visual characteristics. Seven fingered hands, a long, whip-like reptilian tail, and a mouthful of sharp, needle-like teeth complete the package. He wears his Finder Uniform under his "Meat-Mammal garb," a trench-coat and fedora. "Me in my usual uniform." "Me dressed in Meat-Mammal gear." Power Descriptions: When he uses his camouflage ability, he "Fades" into the background with a slight squelching sound. Burrowing is...his hands move quickly and digga-digga-digga-digga. When he uses his heat-detecting reflex, a thin membrane descends over each of his three eyes. And finally, when his "Plasma Defense" reflex is activated, his jaw unhinges, his teeth retract, and a blast of burning orange plasma sprays forth from his mouth. His blaster rifle fires bursts about as powerful as an 8 gauge slug. His "Primitive but satisfying" earth weapon is a .44 magnum Ruger Redhawk revolver. History: Hatched more than two-hundred and eighty Earth years ago on the 12th Hatchery moon of the planet Jolgia, F'zzit's life was not an easy one. Being the youngest child to a moderate-sized clutch of 40, he often found himself having to compete with his siblings for approval. He wasn't bitter, however, and his dream was always to follow in his Pater's parth and become a Finder, much to the disgust of his Mater. His mater Y'rilk, was a Brawler who brought home many wins during her time at the Fights, and wanted all of her hatchlings to follow in her footsteps. She did love her mate and all of her hatchlings, but her relationship with F'zzit was always...frosty, even after he achieved his goal and received the Finder Accurment at the relatively young age of one hundred and forty-four. ...It became even frostier when, a scant two years after he got his Stripes, F'zzit had to arrest his mother when she murdered an opponent during a particularly vicious Brawl. She was sentenced to one hundred years in a Galacell, a relatively light sentence, but still...F'zzit's father never quite forgave him, even if he understood that his Hatchling was just doing his job. His siblings themselves were...well. There was some tension. He was never outright called a traitor, but he could tell that they never really trusted him again. So he left the Jolgia Finder force after a hundred years of distinguished service, took what little money he had saved, and purchased an old, clunky Transport vessel. He spent a few centuries drifting from planet to planet and outpost to outpost, sometimes being a sheriff, sometimes being a deputy...and then, about six months before this writing... Everyone needs a vacation now and then, and this "Eyarth" planet seemed like a good place to rest his legs and take a load off, as it were. So he landed on top of a small apartment building in some place called "Freedom City," and - once he reassured the poor landlord that he was not the predecessor of a preceding alien force - asked if he could get a tiny apartment for him to rest his weary head. Once he calmed down, Mr. Mendoza told the giant purple alien that "Rent is 300 a week. No spacedollars." Huh, boy. Seems in order to enjoy his "Time Off," F'zzit needed to find a source of income. Opportunity struck when he found out that the FCPD was hiring. Needless to say, the boys at the 18th precinct were a little surprised when a purple man with a tail walked in and asked for a job, but after hearing his tale and actually SEEING his ship, they were willing to give him a shot, providing he took an alias a little more easy on the tongue. Taking a new name taken from two of Tv's most famous cops, Freedom City Police Department had it’s latest freelance beat cop, a hard-nosed SOB named Joe Eastwood. Now he patrols the mean streets of Freedom City and the mean spaceways surrounding it, until he warps onto his next destination, wherever it may be... Personality & Motivation: Laid-back but duty-driven, he's got a dedicated but not inflexible air about him. Though he's boisterous in manner, he's surprisingly soft-spoken, almost never raising his voice. He'll use every opportunity to get his man, but won't go outside the law of the planet to do so. "If a mugger gets roughed up, them's the breaks, but I won't go overboard. The law's the law." He's slow to anger, but when he DOES get angry, look out. He likes soft rock tunes, old movies, cheap cigarettes, expensive whiskey, and The Freedom City Falcons Hockey Team. He hates cats (They make him sneeze), the taste of fried chicken, and long lines at the DMV. What motivates him to fight crime on his new home is simple: "I'm a Finder. Even on this new locale, bud. Surrounded by meat mammals, some of which have meta abilities, I'm still a Finder. Y'feel me? I grab bad guys and put them behind bars." Fun Fact: As a licensed police officer, he's legally capable of (and willing) to take crooks down to the pokey and book them himself. Powers and Tactics: Jolgian physiology is different from humans in several ways. Radiation immunity, scales tough enough to resist a 9 millimeter bullet, super-human strength, and incredible burrowing abilities, and a tail that can strike like a bullwhip are a few of his tricks. A nifty camouflage reflex, heat-based vision, and the ability to spew powerful blasts of sizzling plasma from his mouth complete the package. His old Blaster Rifle is coming on in years, and he's sawed off the stock and a good chunk of the barrel for better portability, but it's still a good, faithful weapon. He's inscribed "Qrffryo ren rug Ferxnzjny" on it, which - roughly translated from Standard Galactic - means "Blessed are the Lawmakers." It's about as powerful as an 8 gauge shotgun. His tactics are...pragmatic would be the apt term. Camouflage and then PUNCH would be a good way to put it, or Acid away some guns, "Appear out of nowhere to bash some heads together...make the perps go down like a Greldian sand-sculpture. Easy as pie, meat-mammal, easy as pie." He'll NEVER use his Blaster Rifle on anything he isn't sure can't handle the punch. "I'm here to catch the bad guys, man, not kill them. Tanks and cars, on the other hand? Fair game." Complications: One is the Loneliest Number. He can get lonely at times, considering he's - as far as he knows - the only Jolgian within five light years of "This meat-mammal-coated world. Nothing against you guys, but a fella gets lonely." Lybu Tahq! Something not human! His appearance can be...off-putting, even for those who are accustomed to extra-terrestrials on this planet. "I'm not the only alien on this blue mudball, but apparently not looking human is a social faux pas.You meat-mammals and your focus on appearance...grumble grumble." Cursin' in his native language. When stressed, upset, or surprised, he may slip back into InterLac, his native tongue. This can make it a bit hard to understand him at times. Nothing against you Long-Johns types... He doesn't MIND working with Superheroes, but he won't seek them out for help, either. His viewpoint on them is "They mean well, but it means more paperwork and damage to my city whenever they have their fights." He can sometimes get in over his head thanks to this little trait...fortunately, it's a VERY hard head. I hate the cold. He's extremely vulnerable to extreme cold, being a cold-blooded being. It's not a real issue during winter or a cold day, just put a coat on and he's fine, but if he's blasted with your basic Ice Ray or whatever, he's liable to slip into a hibernation state that is very difficult to roust him from until the area warms up. It's muscle and scale, really. 800 lbs of pure alien ass-kickery does not a light person make. He's difficult to move if he collapses due to the aforementioned cold effect, and he's not exactly easy to find clothes or vehicles for. Even his cruiser had to be customized to support his weight. Abilities: 12 + 10 + 10 + 6 + 4+ 4 = 46PP STR 22(+6) DEX 20(+5) CON 20(+5) INT 16(+3) WIS 14(+2) CHA 14(+2) Combat: 5+ 5= 20PP Initiative: +9 (Dex +5, misc +4) Attack: +5 (Unarmed), + Grapple: +11 (Attack +5, Strength +6) Defense: +15 (+10), +12 Flat-Footed Knockback: -3 Saving Throws: 2 + 2 + 3 = 7PP Toughness: +5 Fortitude: +7 (+5 Con, +2) Reflex: +7 (+5 Dex, +2) Will: +5 (+2 Wis, +3) Skills: 62R = 16PP Climb 2 (+8), Drive 4 (+9), Intimidate 4 (+6), Investigate 6 (+9), Knowledge (Current Events) 4 (+7), Knowledge (Popular Culture) 1 (+4), Knowledge (Streetwise) 5 (+9), Knowledge (Galactic Lore) 3 (+6) Language (English,) Notice 6 (+8), Pilot 4 (+9), Profession (Police Officer) 6 (+8), Sense Motive 6 (+8), Stealth 3 (+8), Survival 3 (+5) Feats: 20PP Accurate Attack, Ambidexterity, Environmental Adaptation (Radioactive Hot Spot), Equipment 12, Fearless, Improved Grapple, Improved Initiative, Quick Draw, Sneak Attack, Startle, Takedown Attack Equipment: XPP = 5*XEP Space Shuttle [28 EP] Sawed-off Blaster Rifle (Damage +8, ranged) Light Pistol (Damage +6, Ranged) Police Cruiser Handcuffs Powers: Jolgian Physiology (43 pt container, Feats: Innate) [44pp] Additional Limbs 1 (Tail; Feats:AP-Strike 1), [2pp] (Big ol' bullwhip-y tail) Burrowing 9 (Digging Hands; Extra:Penetrating, Flaws:Tiring) [9pp] (Fast hands, cheap dirt. Can go through rock like oatmeal.] Concealment 2 (Camouflage; Flaws:Blending, Feats:Close Range) [3pp] Immunity 5 (Jolgian Radiation adaptation; Damage Type (Radiation)) [5pp], Impervious Toughness 5 (Armored Scales) [5pp] Plasma Control 6 (Mouth-based Plasma Expulsion; Flaw:Limited (Once per round); Feat:AP-Disintegration 3 (E:Linked)) [7pp] (Big ol' plasma blast from his mouth. Can disintegrate steel. Do NOT be in front of.) Super-Movement 1 (Suction Hands; Wall-Crawling (1/2 Speed)), He's got tiny suction cups on his hands that allow him to stick to surfaces. Good for getting a vantage point. Also can be used to find a good place to burrow into a wall if need be. Super-Senses 2 (Lizard Vision; Infravision,Tracking (Half-Speed)) By using his "Secondary Eyelids," he can see the heat signatures of close animals. It's an evolutionary trick from the Jolgian predecessor; it was used to locate prey in the tunnels. Super-Strength 4 (Jolgian muscle; Heavy Load - 16 tons) Drawbacks: (-2) + (-2) = -4PP Drawbacks: Noticeable (Big, purple alien-man;Uncommon,Minor), (-1) Vulnerable (Extreme Cold;Uncommon,Major) (-3) Drawback (Description; Frequency: [Uncommon, Common, or Very Common]; Intensity: [Minor, Moderate, or Major]) [-XPP] DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC 21 Toughness Damage (Physical) Sneak Attack Touch DC 23 Toughness Damage (Physical) Plasma Ranged DC 21 Toughness Damage (Energy) Disintegration Ranged DC 18/FORT/DC 13TOU Damage (Energy) Totals: Abilities (46) + Combat (20) + Saving Throws (7) + Skills (16 (62R)) + Feats (22) + Powers (43) - Drawbacks (4) = 150/150
  14. Barrier / Kresh Melek / The Shieldbearer Power Level: 10/12 (150/194PP) Trade-Offs: -5 Defense, +5 Toughness Unspent Power Points: 44 In Brief: Shieldbearer wielding the ancient shield of an ancient civilization. Residence: CoVic station, wherever she goes Base of Operations: CoVic station Identity: Public Birthplace: The planet Lyanka Occupation: Praetorian, Shieldbearer Affiliations: Praetorians, Ancient Delaztri Empire, Lyankans Family: None Alive Description: Age: 213 (And 2000 in stasis) Apparent Age: around 40 for a human Gender: Female Ethnicity: non-human Height: 8‘8‘‘ Weight: 9488 lbs Eyes: Dark Green Hair: Black, cut short Appearance: Kresh is about 8 ft. tall, with light grey skin. All of her limbs are longer than those of a human would be, and by nature she only has 4 fingers, all but the thumb arranged in a triangle, on each hand. Other than that, she looks rather humanoid she is somewhat muscular, most of her muscle based in her legs and feet. She wears white Armor protecting her torso and legs, as well as a full helmet, also held in white. On her arms she wears bracers, covering up her entire lower arms, both with mechanisms to hold the shield of Elmega without causing too much encumbrance. She can also put it onto her back, her Armor also being able to hold it. Power Descriptions: The shield of Elmega is a grey kite shield with green accents. It is about 7 ft. tall, and weights around 200 pounds. It was masterfully crafted long in Lyanka’s past, from the most masterful materials to be found, and infused with the warrior spirits of Lyanka. Its powers come from both the technology it is crafted with and the spirits in it, manifesting as a green glow. History: The Planet of Lyanka was the only planet in orbit of a supergiant star. It existed in the habitable zone, and itself was an above average size planet, causing it to have very high gravity. The people of Lyanka were a race of warriors, but also a peaceful one. While they held the art of combat in highest regard, they also believed that an aggressive war was a lost cause. This caused the shield, usable in combat but a defensive weapon at its core, to become the symbol of Lyankan culture. The most promising recruits to the military were admissioned to the academy of Gayaza. Amongst them, Kresh Melek. The young recruit had proven incredibly proficient in the defensive arts, and quickly became one of the highest scoring soldiers in the academy’s history. When the Delaztri Empire, a close ally of Lyanka, called for help, Lyanka replied. And amongst the forces sent was Kresh Melek, having only recently finished training at the academy with highest grades. She led a contingent of Lyankan forces, and garnered attention of the Praetorians, whose ranks she quickly joined. Over the next 40 years, Kresh fought when needed, but spent most of the time in quiet meditation, almost lifeless to non-Lyankan around her. Then, the communion attacked. Equipped with the shield of Elmega, a powerful artefact forged long in Lyanka’s past and infused with the spirits of warriors from Lyanka’s past, she set out among the biggest force of Lyankan soldiers to ever set foot off the planet. Combat was long and harsh, and the Lyankan soldiers proved their abilities. Many fell, many more were badly injured. Kresh fought alongside the praetorians, saving many a life. In the end, when the fighting was over, Kresh was barely holding onto her life, but the war was won. Many had fallen beside her, she did what she could but it had not been enough. And then, while still unconscious in the medbay, unable to defend herself or anyone else, she and her fellow praetorians were captured by the curators. When Kresh woke up again, 2000 years had passed. Even with the incredibly long lifespan of a Lyankan, this was an eternity. She fought in the incursion, but immediately afterwards she chose to set out, learn what had become of her people, and meditate about what had happened. The only thing she learned was that in the 2000 years that had passed, Lyanka was no more. Its star had, as predicted, gone supernova. Devastated, she started to search for any information on whether or not any Lyankans had escaped and resettled, but so far, has not learned of any information. After a period of meditation and consideration, Kresh decided to seek her fellow praetorians, they could most likely use her help. They also were the only thing she knew that remained, and she would not lose this last thing too. Personality & Motivation: Lyankan warrior culture was based around defending those around you and considering your every action. It considers going onto the offense as a mistake, too prone to sudden changes and surprises. Meditation also played a major role. While the other Lyankan warriors might have perished, Kresh still upholds these values to their fullest. She still seeks to find out whatever she can about what remains of Lyankan culture, and protect everything that reminds her of the past. Her fellow praetorians are the only thing she knows of that still remains, so she will protect them with everything she has. Powers & Tactics: Most of Kresh’s powers are focused around the shield of Elmega, an ancient shield from Lyanka’s past, forged from the highest quality materials and infused with various powers. She focuses on defending those around her with various powers, and herself is incredibly resilient thanks to her Lyankan physique. If necessary, she also packs quite a mean punch, once again enhanced by her physique. Complications: My home is no more: Kresh’s home was destroyed in the time she was in suspended animation, and she still feels guilty about not being able to help her people. She does not know whether or not any of them survived, and will throw away everything to chase any information, small as it may be. The values of a shieldbearer: Kresh still follows the code of the Lyankan warriors, not voluntarily going onto the offense unless absolutely necessary. She will also protect those around her from any danger, no matter how unimportant they may be, and even if it puts her into more danger than necessary. Amongst other things, she also sees taking unprepared actions as problematic, something to be avoided whenever possible. No past, no belongings: Kresh owns nothing but her shield, her clothing, and whatever she receives from people. The Legends: History may have forgotten Lyanka, but it has not forgotten the praetorians. Whether or not they are remembered as heroes or as villains, however, changes in many places. A true warrior physique: Due to her being Lyankan, Kresh is over 8 ft. tall. Many people might be wary of her, or even consider her a monster due to this. Especially nowadays where nobody remembers the Lyankans. A long time: Lyankan culture, due to both its planet high gravity, and its member’s long lifespan, ran much slower than that of many other races. While Kresh has adapted to some degree, her perception of what a long time is still is a lot different from that of other people, and she still acts less quickly than most people. Abilities: 0 + 0 + 16 + 2 + 6 + 4 = 28PP Strength: 10/30 (+10) Dexterity: 10 (+0) Constitution: 26/30 (+10) Intelligence: 12 (+1) Wisdom: 16 (+3) Charisma: 14 (+2) Combat: 8 + 4 = 12PP Initiative: +0 Attack: +4 Melee, +3 Ranged, +10 Unarmed (4 Base, -1 due to Growth) Grapple: +20 Defense: +5 (+2 Base, +4, -1), +1 Flat-Footed Knockback: -12 Saving Throws: 0 + 0 + 0 = 0PP Toughness: +15/+13 (+10 Con, +2Imp, +3Imp) Fortitude: +10 (+10 Con, +0) Reflex: +0 (+0 Dex, +0) Will: +4/+3 (+3 Wis, +1(Mind Shield)) Skills: 40R = 10PP Concentration 6 (+9) Diplomacy 1 (+3) Drive 1 (+1) Gather Information 1 (+3) Intimidate 6 (+10) Knowledge 4 (Life Sciences) (+5) Knowledge 1 (Galactic Lore) (+2) Knowledge 2 (Tactics) (+3) Language (Lyankan [Native], Galstandart) Medicine 6 (+9) Notice 4 (+7) Sense Motive 4 (+7) Survival 3 (+6) Feats: 17PP Attack Specialization 3 (Unarmed) Attack Focus: Melee Dodge Focus 4 Environmental Adaption 2 (High Gravity, 0 Gravity) Fearless Interpose Improved Grab Improved Grapple Weapon Break Startle Ultimate Effort: Toughness Powers: 53 + 10 + 10 + 13 = 86PP Device 13 ( The Shield of Elmega, Hard to lose, 65EP, Restricted: Lyankans only ) (spirits/technology) 65/65EP 53 PP Super Movement (Space Travel 1) 2EP (Technology, spirits) Array 4 ( 8PP, Feat: Alternate Power 1) 9 EP (Spirits) BP: Teleport 4 (Extra: Accurate ,Flaw: Limited: Can only target area next to allies) 8PP AP: Flight 4 Array 17 ( 34 PP, Feat: Alt. Powers: 2 ) 36 EP BP: Healing 11 ( Extra: Total, Feat: Regrowth) 34/34 (spirits) AP: Create Object 12 (Impervious 10; feat: Selective; Flaw (Only create defensive barriers); linked Mind Shield 4 (extras: affects others; area; power loss: only inside protective barrier) 34/34 (spirits) AP: Immunity 30 (All piercing damage(10), All Fire Damage(5), All Radiation Damage(5), All Electricity Damage(5), All Cold Damage(5) ) (Extra : Affects Others ; Feat: Progression 4 (Subjects); Flaw: Limited (Half Effect) ) 34/34 (spirits) Mind Shield 1 1PP (spirits) Protection 2 (Extra: Impervious) 4 PP (technology) Impervious 10 (Extra: Affects only others, Feat: Progression 3 (Subjects) 13PP (spirits) Immunity 9 ( Life Support, Feat: Innate) (genetic) 10PP Growth 4 ( Flaw: Permanent, Feat: Innate) (genetic) 10PP (+8 Strength, +4 Con) Density 6 (Flaw: Permanent, Feat: Innate) (genetic) 13PP (+12 Strength, 3 Impervious Protection, Immovable 2, Super Strength 2) Drawbacks: (-3) + (-0) = -3PP Vulnerability: Magic (Minor) -3PP DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC25 Tou Totals: Abilities (28) + Combat (12) + Saving Throws (0) + Skills (10) + Feats (17) + Powers (86) - Drawbacks (3) = 150/194 Power Points
  15. Player Name: RobRXCharacter Name: KharagPower Level: 10 (167/167 PP)Unspent PP: 0Progress To Bronze Status: 17/30 In Brief: Immortal alien god, barbarian, one-time conqueror and member of the Praetorians. Alternate Identity: Many alternate names as well as titles, including: Veskren, K'ralg, 'Son of the Gods', 'The Golden King', 'The Deific Emperor', 'The Scourge of Za'ak', 'Conqueror Of A Thousands, 'The Immortal, 'The Destroyer' etc. Identity: PublicBirthplace: Za’akOccupation: Praetorian, King (Formerly), DeityAffiliations: Ancient Delaztri EmpireFamily: UnknownDescription:Age: UnknownApparent Age: UnknownGender: MaleEthnicity: AlienHeight: 6'0"Weight: 188lbEyes: YellowHair: None Travel clothesAs Emperor of Za'akKharag’s appearance is typical of a Za’akis; humanoid with hardened, callous hairless greenish-blue skin, with little to no body fat, only muscles and bony ridges. His face is human-like, with sharp, pointed features and bony ridges on the brow and forehead that go down his neck and spine. Eyes are sunken and yellow. He has no ears, only slits on the side of his head.Kharag’s clothes are nearly entirely of made of natural material; leather, bone, chitin and animal fur. The brightly colored and patterned scales of Kl’kran beasts (a creature of his planet) adorn his clothes. Power Descriptions:Kharag has been created by the gods of the Za'akis and such is immortal and gifted with psychic powers beyond what is usually seen in his species. Beside such gifts, he is also trained to use his own body as a deadly weapon. History:According to Za’akis legends, written on the walls of the cyclopean Cave of Nakazah, the gods made Za’ak to be a monument to savagery. For untold eons, the Za’ak lived on their world, a world they never named, hence why it was named after it’s inhabitants. That planet could easily be classified a ‘death world’, a world so dangerous just about every life form on it would attempt to kill anything it came across. This all changed when Kharag appeared. No one knows for certain where Kharag come from; legends says he was born from the hands the gods, in a distant land. Kharag had many adventures all across Za’ak, slaying beasts, saving villages, toppling entire kingdoms and so forth. He spoke of the realms beyond the stars and was eager to advance his people beyond their limited technology. However, he never managed to find anything that would allow him and others to leave his planet or at least in any way that would be feasible to manufacture in mass. He obtained his wish when the Delaztri Empire found Za’ak. Thus, they became part of the Empire and served as shock troopers. Personality & Motivation:Glory dominate Kharag’s mind. In his mind, he is the one and only rightful ruler to his people, the Za’akis (a claim without much validity to the modern Za’akis, however). Once he ruled a single small kingdom on his planet but soon he conquered the entirety of his planet. Contact with the Delzatri have somewhat softened him, however. Nevertheless, while he is not the bloodthirsty conqueror he used to be, he has remained arrogant on the simple basis that for all intent and purposes he IS a god to the Za’akis. As expected from someone born on a planet where your breakfast can kill you, Kharag often act in very simple terms. Life is to be enjoyed. Enemies are meant to be crushed and driven before you. After losing a battle, Kharag has sworn to serve the Delaztri empire and has since remained a loyal member of the Praetorians despise a bruise to his ego. Since his species joined the empire, he has no reason to part with them. While Kharag is certainly not fitting the typical superhero mindset, that isn't to say he would sit idle at innocents being endangered. Working for the Delaztri Empire has certainly instilled in him the idea of protecting what you own and while he may no longer own anything, the remnants of the Delaztri empire and his scattered people are things he will protect. And if those aren't involved, he is likely to oppose any threat on the simple basis of looking for something to overcome and defeat. Powers & Tactics:Kharag’s divine body, in addition to the usual physiology of his species, is ageless and immortal. Even when slain, it will repair itself and return him to life in perfect condition. No scars mar his skin. Trained in a nameless martial art of his people, he can utilize this immortal body as a weapon as good as any vibro sword or powered mace. In addition to his physical enhancements, Kharag is gifted with psychic powers, something generally unseen amongst his people.Complications: Honor: Kharag cannot allow his honor to be sullied.Egocentric: While he was and still is a visionary for his people, it is clear that Kharag can sometimes be lacking in maturity and humility.Underestimation: Kharag often underestimate ennemies, especially in one on one battles.Keeper of the Za'akis: Kharag was born (or created?) for the purpose of leading his people toward the stars and the future. As such, the safety, well-being and sucess of his people remain a primary imperative to him. This imperative can and will clash with his own personality, however.Never A True Leader: Kharag was never truly a wise leader. He ruled at first by inspiration and feats of power alone. When that did not work, he applied force. When the Za'akis joined the Delzatri, his influenced waned as lacked the knowledge to manage a socially and technologically advanced society. As such Kharag is prone to make terrible misjudgments should he ever lead a group.The Betrayer: Some Za’akis and people aware of the Delaztri remember Kharag as a cruel warlord who pushed his people to spread into space where they became decadent and lost their way. As such anyone who knows who he is could see him in a rather negative light.Tragic Fate: Kharag's life is a story much like a larger-than-life epic. For all his accomplishments and skill, he is often subject to truly cruel and tragic twists of fate.Abilities: 8 + 4 + 8 + 4 + 6 + 4 = 34 PP Strength 18 (+4) Dexterity 14 (+2) Constitution 18 (+4) Intelligence 14 (+2) Wisdom 16 (+3) Charisma 14 (+2) Combat: 12 + 12 = 24 PP Attack: +6 (+10 Melee) Defense: +10 (+6 Base, +4 Dodge Focus), +3 Flat-Footed Initiative: +2 Grapple: +23/+14 Knockback: -10/-5/-2 Saving Throws: 3 + 5 + 7 = 13 PP Toughness: +10/+4 (+4 CON, +6) Fortitude: +7 (+4 CON, +3) Reflex: +7 (+2 DEX, +5) Will: +8 (+3 WIS, +5) Skills: 56r = 14 PP Acrobatics 4 (+6) Craft - Structural 8 (+10) Handle Animal 6 (+8) Intimidate 8 (+10) Knowledge - Tactics 4 (+6) Language 4 (Za'Ak (native), Delaz, English, Galstandard, Khanate) Notice 4 (+7) Sense Motive 4 (+7) Stealth 8 (+10) Survival 6 (+9) Feats: 22 PP Attack Focus (Melee) 4 Animal Empathy Dodge Focus 4 Equipment 1 (EP to Praetorian spaceship and HQ) Elusive Target Evasion 2 Fearless Jack Of All Trades Luck 1 Move-By Action Power Attack Startle Takedown Attack Trance Uncanny Dodge (mental) Powers: 21 + 6 + 15 + 8 + 4 + 3 + 3 = 60 PP Alien Martial Arts, 18 PP Array (Power Feats: Alternate Power 3) [21 PP] Base: Strike 6 (Extras: Penetrating 3, Power Feats: Dazzling Attack, Improved Critical 2, Improved Disarm, Incurable, Mighty, Split Attack, Stunning Attack, Weapon Break) [18 PP] Alternate Power: Impervious Toughness 10 [10 PP] + Strike 6 (Power Feats: Improved Critical, Mighty) [18 PP] Alternate Power: Strike 6 (Extras: Alternate Save [Will, 10], Power Feats: Improved Critical, Mighty) [18 PP] Alternate Power: Enhanced Grapple 10 (Power Feats: Improved Grab, Improved Pin, Improved Throw) [13 PP] + Immunity 5(entrapment, Extras: Duration [sustained]) [5 PP] Protection 6 [6 PP] Psionic Abilities, 10 PP Array (Power Feats: Alternate Power 4) [15 PP] Base: Mind Reading 10 [10 PP] Alternate Power: Communication 6 (20 miles, Power Feats: Rapid 2 [x100], Selective, Subtle) [10 PP] Alternate Power: Immunity 10 (mental effects, Extras: Duration [sustained]) [10 PP] Alternate Power: Mind Control 10 (Flaws: Action [Full-Round]) [10 PP] Alternate Power: Mental Transform 10 (memories; Flaws: Action [Full-Round]) [10 PP] Alternate Power: Super Strength 10 (Flaws; Limited:Lifting capacity only) [10 PP] Super-Senses 8 (Infravision, Tracking, Mental Sense Accurate Acute Radius Ranged) [8 PP] Immunity 4 (Cold, Disease, Heat, Poison) [4PP] Power Movement 1 (2PP Array; Feats: Alternate Power) [3PP] Base Power: Speed 2 (25mph/250ft per Move Action) [2PP] Alternate Power: Leaping 2 (x5 per Move Action, 200ft Running Long Jump, 100ft Standing Long Jump, 50ft High Jump) [2PP] Divine Existence (3 PP Container) [3PP] Immunity 1 (Aging) [1PP] Regeneration 1 (Resurrection/1 Week, Regrowth) [2PP] Abilities (34) + Combat (24) + Saving Throws (13) + Skills (14) + Feats (22) + Powers (60) - Disadvantages (0) = 167 PP
  16. Mater Vyrdna Power Level: 10/11 (150/165PP) Trade-Offs: -2 Attack / +2 Damage, -2 Defense / +2 Toughness Unspent Power Points: 15 Theme: Good Fight (Main Theme), Alien Champion (Tension), Keep Moving (Fight), by Trocadero. In Brief: Alien engineer who fused with a spaceship, becoming capable of controlling machines in the process. Alternate Identity: Vyrdnaya Solnys-Kori Milareth Identity: Public Birthplace: Aetol City, Planet Akarnia 05 Occupation: Former Engineer Private Praetorian of the Delaztri Empire Affiliations: Praetorians Family: Solnys Radamathon-Kuros Milareth (né Astart) (Father - Deceased), Somna Aethalom-Kori Milareth (Mother - Deceased), Frethyn Solnys-Kori Milareth (Older Sister - Deceased), Haradam Solnys-Kuros Milareth (Younger Brother - Deceased), Jihiskh Mavon-Kuros Milareth (né Ainour) (Husband - Deceased), Solmav Jihiskh-Kuros Milareth (Son - Deceased, 25), Tormug Jihiskh-Kuros Milareth (Son - Deceased, 15), Triinareti Jihisk-Kori Milareth (Daugther - Deceased, 17). Description: Age: 92 (DoB: Over 2'000 years ago) Apparent Age: 27 Gender: Female Ethnicity: Meso-Akarnian Height: 5'5" Weight: 260 lbs Eyes: Hazel Green (Organic), Red (Mechanic) Hair: Hazel Green Mater Vyrdna's body has been fused with random mechanical parts, with various patches of blue colored flesh serving as proof that she once had been a purely organic lifeform. Especially standing out, half side of her kneck, and the upper-left part of her head, are comprised of machinery, while her fin-like ears and her blue tail betray her heritage as an Akarnian, and a Meso-Akarnian at that. Her medium-lenght hair is coloured Hazel Green, same as her eyes, and it is tied in a knot. She dons a pair of glasses, mostly out of habit. Mater Vyrdna's form, and specifically, the mechanical parts of it, is often subject to change, depending on the situation, such as materialising wings, transforming her limbs into weapons, or even her entire body melding into an external machine. Power Descriptions: Mater Vyrdna can control machines. This includes, but is not limited to, reconfiguring and transforming machines at the merest touch, granting them sentience, and exerting mental control over them. These powers apply even to her own body, allowing her to shapeshift her limbs into rayguns, hammers, laser swords, rocket launchers, drills, etc. She is able to meld with machines, allowing her to transfer her body through them. Finally, she can directly communicate with machines. History: Vyrdnaya Solnys-Kori Milareth was born into a relatively wealthy family in the Akarnia Planet of the now long gone Delaztri Empire. Despite having had all comforts available to her, Vyrdnaya had nevertheless managed to grow into a responsible young woman, and through her studies, she quickly developed an interest in engineering. While she'd frequently have arguments with her parents, who were far too oldfashioned for her liking, she held them both dearly. After graduating from college, she decided to enlist in the Delaztri Empire's military, wishing to join the exalted ranks of the Praetorians. Unfortunately, she couldn't meet the recruitment standards for the Praetorian guard, and instead was enlisted as a regular military personel instead. Service in the military wasn't easy. An unfortunate short-lived affair with a fellow officer left her pregnant, and her parents, who weren't very supportive of her being a lowly military officer, forced her a choice; either marry Jihiskh Mavon-Kuros Ainour (an old university colleague of Vyrdnaya who was making rounds in the field of interconnectivity), or refuse to give her any further support, lest she decided to quit the military. Caught between the proverbial rock and a hard place, Vyrdnaya aqcuiesced to the marriage, after reaching an understanding with Jihiskh, who was also being forced to the marriage by his own parents. The marriage finalized, the two returned to pursuiting their respective careers, and Vyrdanya eventually gave birth to Solmav. Despite all setbacks, Vyrdnaya's engineering talent didn't take long to shine through, and she was being steadily promoted in rank, eventually becoming Lieutenant Commander. Things were also looking up for her, vis-a-vis her marriage, as Vyrdnaya and Jihiskh found themselves warming up to each other, and eventually falling in love. Their newfound relationship led to the births of Triinareti and Tormug, and the five enjoyed the next 15 years, not as strangers who happened to be together out of necessity and convenience, but out of love and understanding. During this time, Vyrdnaya was eventually transferred at the ship that she would serve, remaining there for three years, before the Communion attacked. During the climactic battle, the Warp Engine of the Delaztri ship was severly damaged. Vyrdnaya ordered the other engineering crewmembers to evacuate the engine room, while she stayed behind to ensure that it would remain operational. A sudden explosion caused the warp to go haywire, and Vyrdnaya got caught in the surge of energy that teleported her inside the fusion engine. This was a death sentence... or it should have been one. Instead, Vyrdnaya's body was infused with the ship, deep inside its engines, and her consiousness was left wandering the ship's network, with no way to escape or interract with the outside world. Until one day, the Praetorians, not long after being revived in the present, discovered a strange subroutine that was running in the background of their ship. Personality & Motivation: Back in the days of the Delaztri Empire, Vyrdnaya was a dreamer, an inquisitive mind accompanying an adventurous spirit. Though her wish to join the Praetorians was rejected, on account of her lacking the proper physical conditioning, she was nonetheless a steadfast member of the Delaztri Navy, and her engineering expertise helped her serve well in every vessel she was assigned. She loved her parents, even when they disagreed, and always made sure her children were happy. Her relationship with Jihiskh was a bit more complicated, were at times she wasn't sure if they were lovers or great friends. Nevertheless, the two were always there for each other, through thick and thin. This, sadly, is no more the case. The Delaztri Empire fell two millenias ago, and Vyrdnaya's body spent that time in hybernation, while her consiouness was trapped in a digitalized state, never to see her children grow, never to share a kiss with her husband again. This realization has been slowly seeping in her, and in order to cope, she has started treating the surviving Praetorians as family. The Communion has already costed her one; she is not gonna give up another family, not so long as she has a say on the matter. Powers & Tactics: Depending on the situation and the terrain, Mater Vyrdna has a versatile range of options in order to engage in combat. When faced with machinery and robotic enemies, she will try to override them via her mental connection to them. If that fails, or if she isn't up against machines, she can still control whatever machines are around her, transforming them, bending them to her will, or even absorbing them in order to use them as spare parts. Finally, if neither of those are readily available, she is still capable of transforming herself, creating a vast array of weapons to use at any range, and she is capable for various modes of transportation. Having said that, however, Mater Vyrdna is not without her weaknesses. Electromagnetism can cause her greater pain than the average person, thanks to her nervous system being fused with circuitous machinery. Additionally, prolonged exposure to Terminus Tech can prove fatal, due to causing her a cancerous reaction. Complications: Half Machine: Thanks to Vyrdnaya getting fused with the Delaztri Naval Ship, she is now a techo-organic being. Pain of Loss: Losing your entire family, including your husband and children, is an entirely traumatic experience. As a result, Vyrdnaya is doubly protective of those she cares for. Ghost in the Machine: Vyrdnaya's body can be disorienting for her to control, and there's a certain amount of disconnect she feels from it, despite still retainning organic parts. The Unchosen One: Unlike the other Praetorians, Vyrdnaya was never officially knighted, serving only as staff engineer for the Praetorian spacecraft. Her powers came much later. As such, she is rather uncofident, when it comes to operating outside her engineering specialization. I'm In the Ship; I Am the Ship: Vyrdnaya melding into machines often has the result of her consciousness joinning with whatever she is currently fusing with. She has great affinity and empathy for whatever she joins with. Abilities: (-4) + 4 + 0 + 20 + 4 + 6 = 30PP Strength: 6 (-2) Dexterity: 14 (+2) Constitution: 10/26 (+0/+8) Intelligence: 30 (+10) Wisdom: 14 (+2) Charisma: 16 (+3) Combat: 8 + 8 = 16PP Initiative: +2 Attack: +4 Melee, +4 Ranged, +8 Adaptive Arsenal, +8 Machine Reconfiguration Grapple: +2/+9 Defense: +8 (+4 Base, +4 Dodge Focus), +2 Flat-Footed Knockback: -6/-11 Saving Throws: 0 + 4 + 8 = 12PP Toughness: +12 (+0/+8 Con, +4 [Defensive Roll]) Fortitude: +8 (+0/+8 Con, +0) Reflex: +6 (+2 Dex, +4) Will: +10 (+2 Wis, +8) Skills: 80R = 20PP Computers 10 (+20)Skill Mastery Concentration 5 (+7) Craft (Electronic) 5 (+15)Skill Mastery Craft (Mechanical) 5 (+15)Skill Mastery Disable Device 5 (+15)Skill Mastery Investigate 5 (+15)Skill Mastery Knowledge (Technology) 10 (+20)Skill Mastery Knowledge (Physical Sciences) 5 (+15) Knowledge (Galactic Lore) 7 (+17)Skill Mastery Languages 3 (Delaztri[native], Lor, Galstandard, English) Notice 5 (+7) Pilot 5 (+7) Search 5 (+15)Skill Mastery Sense Motive 5 (+7) Feats: 15PP Defensive Roll 2 Dodge Focus 4 Eidetic Memory Equipment 4 Improvised Tools Inventor Skill Mastery 2 (Computers, Craft[Electronic], Craft[Mechanical], Disable Device, Investigate, Knowledge[Technology], Knowledge[Galactic Lore], Search) Powers: 24 + 39 + 4 = 67PP Enhanced Constitution 16 + Immunity 9 (Life Support; Drawbacks: Noticeable) [16 + 8 = 24PP] (Techno-organic Constitution) Technomorphing 15 (30PP Array; Feats: Alternate Powers 6, Dynamic 3) [39PP] Dynamic Base Power: Damage 12 (Feats: Accurate 2, Variable Descriptor 2[Any Technological]) [16PP] (Adaptive Arsenal: Melee) + Super-Strength 7 (Effective Strength 41, 3.68 tons Heavy Load)[14PP] Dynamic Alternate Power: Damage 12 (120-1200ft; Extras: Range[Ranged], Autofire, Flaws: Action[Full Round], Distracting, Feats: Accurate 2, Variable Descriptor 2[Any Technological]) [16PP] (Adaptive Arsenal: Ranged) + Damage 10 (50ft radius; Extras: Area[burst], Selective, Flaws: Action[Full Round], Medium[Machines], Feats: Indirect 2, Variable Descriptor 2[Any Technological]) [14PP] Dynamic Alternate Power: Flight 4 (100mph/1'000ft per Move Action)[8PP](Adaptive Arsenal:Transportation) + Burrowing 5 (25mph/250ft per Move Action)[5PP] + Swimming 5 (250mph/2'500ft per Move Action)[5PP] + Teleport 4 (Up to 400ft per Move Action/1 mile per Full Action; Extras: Accurate, Flaws: Medium[Machines], Feats: Change Facing, Change Velocity, Easy, Turnabout) [12PP] Alternate Power: Boost 6 (Any Mechanical Traits at Once[3]; Extras: Total Fade, Flaws: Action[Full-Round], Distracting, Others Only, Feats: Accurate 2, Slow Fade 2[12 Minutes]) [10PP] (Machine Augmentation) +Transform 6 (Machine to Machine, up to 2'500 pounds; Extras: Duration[Continuous], Flaws: Action[Full-Round], Distracting, Range[Touch], Feats: Accurate 2, Precise, Progression[Mass]5) [20PP](Machine Reconfiguration) Alternate Power: Healing 4 (500ft radius; Extras: Affects Objects, Area[burst], Restoration, Resurrection, Selective Attack, Total, Flaws: Distracting, Limited[Machines], Feats: Stabilize, Persistent, Progression[Area] 3, Regrowth) [30PP] (Machine Restoration) Alternate Power: Mind Control 10 (100ft radius; Extras: Area[burst], Conscious, Duration[sustained], Instant Command, Linked[Mind Reading], Flaws: Action[Full Round], Distracting, Limited[Machines], Range 2[Touch], Feats: Mental Link, Progression[Area], Subtle 2) + Mind Reading 10 (100ft radius; Extras: Area[burst], Linked[Mind Control], Flaws: Feedback, Limited[Machines], Range 2[Touch], Feats: Progression[Area], Subtle 2) [14 + 6 = 20PP] (Machine Control) + Datalink 6 (20 miles; Flaws: Action[Move], Feats: Cyberspace, Subtle) [5PP] + Quickness 10 (x2'500; Flaws: One Type[Mental Tasks]) [5PP] Alternate Power: Summon (Minion) 7 (105PP Minion, Up to 25 Minions; Extras: Fanatical, Horde, Type [Drones, +1], Flaws: Distracting, Duration[Concentration], Medium[Machines], Feats: Mental Link, Progression[Minions] 4) [19PP] (Machine Animation) + Impervious on Toughness 10[10PP] (Digital Forcefield) Comprehend 2 (Computers 2) [4PP] (De-cipher Protocol) Drawbacks: (-4) + (-6) = -10PP Vulnerable (Electromagnetism, Frequency: Very Common, Intensity: Moderate[x1.5]) [-4PP] Weakness (Terminus Tech, Frequency: Uncommon, Intensity: Major[Cumulative -1 on all Abilities], Once every minute[Dead in 26 Minutes]) [-6PP] DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC13 Toughness (Staged) Damage (Physical) Adaptive Arsenal: Melee (Damage) Touch DC27 Toughness (Staged) Damage (Energy, Missiles, Blunt, Piercing, Slashing) Adaptive Arsenal: Ranged (Damage R) Ranged DC27 Toughness (Staged) Damage (Energy, Missiles, Blunt, Piercing, Slashing) Adaptive Arsenal: Ranged (Damage A) Area DC25 Toughness (Staged) Damage (Energy, Missiles, Blunt, Piercing, Slashing) Machine Control (Mind Control + Mind Reading) Area 1d20+10 vs Will (Opposed) Mind Control (Machine) Mind Reading (Machine) Machine Augmentation (Boost) Touch DC16 Fortitude (Staged) Boost (Machine) Machine Reconfiguration (Transform) Touch DC16 Fortitude (Staged) Transform (Machine) Totals: Abilities (30) + Combat (16) + Saving Throws (12) + Skills (20) + Feats (15) + Powers (67) - Drawbacks (10) = 150/165 Power Points
  17. Bliss Power Level: 10/11 (153/169 PP) Trade-Offs: None Unspent Power Points: 16 In Brief: Cyber whip Wielding Space Gladiator turned outlaw. Alternate Identity: Identity: Public, more or less. Birthplace: Xu'ul Occupation: Rogue, Gladiator, Fugitive Affiliations: Roulette Family: No longer acknowledged Description: Age: Equivalent to 25 Sol years. Apparent Age: Approximately mid 20s Gender: Female Ethnicity: Xuli'pa Height: 5'11 Weight: Roughly 179 Eyes: Orange/red sclera with hourglass shaped pupils Hair: None, has ridge and semi-tendril like strunctures similar to hair. Bliss a skin color similar to a dark violet or indigo color. Matching her inhuman eyes, which indicates her species having a potential cephlopod-list ancestry. Though it is hard to say. She is long limbed, with an overall short torso. As in line with the females of her species, she is more androgynous than more humanoid races, and in a suit her gender might be difficult to determine. Though she looks more human-like than the rest of her species In part due to the augmentation and alteration she went through during her flight from her homeworld. Her hands and feet are noticable differt, each possessing four digits, with her hands having two fingers with a thumb structure on either side of her hands. What she has for hair, resembles a mohawk, in that it is a crest at the top, and is generally pulled back with a band. Her nose is flat, and a non-prominent feature. Her mouth is filled with teeth that were adapted from the cephlopod-like beak, in a land animal base. Despite the clear ancestry, she is warm blooded, though not mammalian. She is marked, extensively in red 'tattoos' that are also intertwined with what looks like circuitry under her skin that is visible. She favors heavy and obscuring clothing. Oftentime wearing her enviro-suit off ship. As she is largely uncomfortable around others. Power Descriptions: Her powers come from cybernetic and genetic augmentation. Some from her service to her people as a soldier, others in her flight from her homeworld with her 'savior.' There is noticeable subcutaneous circuitry in her form. As well as having enhanced muscle mass and structural reinforcement in her body, primarily with synthetic material woven into her muscles, connective tissues, and reinforcing bone. Her eye's structure in an evolutionary trait, allowing her to see deeper into the infrared. And while her nose is flatter than a humans, she has a complicated internal sinus cavity affording her greater sensitivity. Her tendrils are the primary modification and most visible ability, and while are techno-organic, then seem to use a strange material n them to be able to expand retain their strength. Which is substantial stronger than even her augmented strength. She is able to move them at trans-sonic speed to product loud, concussive sounds and shockwaves from impact. Additionally she has micro-forcefield generators that respond without her awareness, able to intercept attacks with a spray of orange light. She is often in her enviro-suit when off ship, due to ease, and utility. History: Bliss is not her name. She has given up her name. And her people. Not that is was entirely her choice, though it is, in part a consequence of her choices. The Xuli'pa (ZULL-ee-PAH) are a largely isolationist species in Khanate space. They are also a highly patriarchal society due to birthrates favoring a disproporionate amount of females. And while the females of the species are physically far more capable, the males possess a higher degree of abstract thinking, normally. And use pheromones to induce certain control methods in the females of the species. Not all females possess the same level of sensitivity, and Bliss possessed that resistance. A footsoldier in one of the armies of one of the various intercine states in the fractious people she killed several high ranking males in one of the leading religious castes. The reprisals were extensive, and led to her fleeing to one of the few spaceports. Unfortunately, the person willing to accept her on passage out was a scientist of possibly unscrupulous means, who's price was to be able to alter and augment her further. Given she faced a public execution for her crimes, she had little option but the accept such. Sometime afterwards she was left on another planet, Un-Sabnur. It was the best hub that could be found, and while she adjusted to her new state, she did so readily to the gladiatorial pits that exist there. There she had the benefit of her bred ferocity, cybernetic enhancements, and the appeal of a Xuli'pa fighting for pay outside of her homeworld. It was that or be some kept doxy, and such was not a choice in her eyes. The name came there, Bliss, from the tendrils she shot out of her forearms and was able to coil around her opponents, and strike at with force enough to break stone. Her climb was hardly impressive, as she had to struggle her way up, but then she was driven to leave this place as well, and go somewhere else. Somewhere farther away from anywhere a scout or bounty hunter who trafficked with her people would go. After two years, she had climbed enough to go for the champion. Spending all of her earnings on a gamble bet on herself. And along came Stanhze. That gambling, lying, little Zultasian ingrate ruined her bet, and her efforts to get out of the cesspool that was Un-Sabnur. He attempted to rig the championship fight in her favor, and she caught him, while not terribly honorable, this was not something she could accept as it could have stopped her efforts. So she attacked him, and gave chase. While the accusations, and her standing on the planet, and among the gladiators. The pursuit carried through into space itself, as she compounded her crimes with hijacking a smaller corvette to chase after him. Unfortunately a third party intervended, Ruby Voxx. And this resulted in their shared crash onto Slogth. Where hostilities promptly resumed between them all. Fittingly, it was a more hostile external force that merged them together. Well that an a misunderstanding, and Bliss' implied and overt threats, the three banded together under the guise of the Voidrunners, to defend the people of Slogth. Though Bliss would concede that their victory was as much luck as anything else. Though a victory was a victory, and since she was still walking afterwards and not limping, then she could still get farther from her people. Even if she doesn't trust Roulette with her money. Personality & Motivation: She is blunt, direct. And honestly nothing at all like her name (it was likely ironic). She is, however, driven to get further from her people, having no familial ties, certainly not in the way that others would understand. It is fear, but also, just not a desire to go back. Despite what she experienced at the hands of her savior, she still considers him/it's efforts fondly, though... she believes he did more than what he said. Unfortunately she is driven by a lot of fear and uncertainty. Though she is moving forward. And with how she feels after helping others, she might stop running away from her past, and towards her future. Powers & Tactics: She is a brute. Preferring hitting and run tactics. Where possible. Given she can keep distance, she will in the case of prudence, and then close, and try to weaken, distract, in other ways try to erode the standing of her opponents before ducking away, and then re-engaging. Complications: No Place Like Home: Her crimes are great on her home world. Enough to be considered one of the greatest criminals. While she underplays it, it doesn't mean that someone, or something may try to collect that bounty. And that's not counting all of those gladiators. Temper, Temper: Bliss has a short temper, and tents to try not to convince people, but yell at them until they agree with her or stop talking. Sidled Up Ne'er-Do-Wells: She and the rest of the Voidrunners follow morality, not legality. And they will sometimes choose expediency over following all the laws. As such she can't rely on. Senses are a little off: Her sense of smell is hyper acute, compared to other species. So she can be extra susceptible to olfactory base effects. Though she possess no extra sensitivity to Pheromonal control efforts. Additionally her range of vision tends more towards the red. As such she cannot distinguish colors other races can. As such when she conveys sensory information to other people it can be hard for others to grasp. Abilities: 10 + 6 + 10 + 2 + 4 + 4 = 36 PP Strength 20/30 (+5/10) Dexterity 16 (+3) Constitution 20 (+5) Intelligence 12 (+1) Wisdom 14 (+2) Charisma 14 (+2) Combat: 12 + 12 = 24 PP Attack: +6/+10 Melee Defense: +10 (+6 Base, +4 Dodge Focus; +3 Flatfooted) Initiative: +3 Grapple: +20 (Base) /+28 (w/Tendrils) Knockback: -2/-5 Saving Throws: 2 + 4 + 5 = 11 PP Toughness: +10 (+5 Con, +5 Protection) Fortitude: +7 (+5 Con, +2 PP) Reflex: +7 (+3 Dex, +4 PP) Will: +7 (+2 Wis, +5 PP) Skills: 68r = 17 PP Acrobatics 5 (+8) Bluff 10 (+12) Craft (Mechanical) 4 (+5) Escape Artist 0 (+7/w Enhanced Skill) Intimidate 15 (+17) Knowledge (Galactic) 4 (+5) Knowledge (Technology) 4 (+5) Notice 6 (+8) Pilot 4 (+7) Sense Motive 8 (+10) Survival 4 (+6) Languages 4 ( Galstandard, Grue, Lor, Xuli'pa [Native], Zultasian) Feats: 24 PP Attack Focus: Melee 4 Ambidexterity Challenge 2 (Fast Feint, Fast Startle) Dodge Focus 4 Environmental Adaptation 2 (Low Gravity, Zero Gravity) Equipment 2 Grapple Finesse Luck 2 Move-By Action Power Attack Startle Stunning Attack Takedown Attack 2 Equipment 2 PP = 10 EP Skintight Space Suit (Life Support [Masterwork]) [10 EP] Powers: 20 + 3 + 10 + 1 + 5 + 2 = 41 PP Caress of Bliss 4 ( 20 PP Container, Cybernetics, Genetic Augmentation) [20 PP] Additional Limbs 2 ( Extendable biomechanical tendrils from arms; Extras: Sustained [+0]; Power Feats: Linked [+0]) [2 PP] + Elongation 4 ( 50'; Flaws: Limited to Additional Limbs [-1]; Power Feats: Linked [+0]) [2 PP] + Super Strength 2 ( Effective Str 30, 40 w/Enhanced Strength; Drawbacks: Limited to Additional Limbs [-1]; Power Feats: Shockwave. Thunderclap) [5 PP] [Total 9 PP] Enhanced Feats 5 ( Improved Critical 2 (Tendrils), Improved Grab, Improved Grapple, Improved Trip) [5 PP] Super Movement 3 (Swinging, Wall Climbing 2) [6 PP] Enhanced Movement 1 (All powers Cybernetic/Biomechanical Augmentation Array, PF: Alternate Power 1) [3PP] Base: Speed 2 (25 MPH, 250' per action) [2PP]AP: Leaping 2 (Running Long 75'/100', Standing Long 37'/50', High Jump 15'/25') [2/2 PP] Enhanced Skills 1 (Escape Artist 4; Alien Biology) [1 PP] Enhanced Strength 10 [10 PP] 'cybernetic augmentation' [10 PP] Protection 5 ( Cybernetics, forcefield)[5 PP] Supersenses 2 (Infravision, Scent; Alien Biology) [2 PP] DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch (+40') DC25/DC20 TOU (Staged) Damage (Physical) Shockwave Cone (100') DC20 Reflex/DC25 TOU (Staged) Damage (Physical) Thunderclap Touch Burst (50') DC20 Reflex Audiotory Dazzle Totals: 36 + 24 + 11 + 17 + 24 + 41 = 153/169 PP
  18. Galvanic Power Level: 12/13 (200/206 PP)Trade-Offs: -5 Attack / +5 Damage (melee); -4 Defense / +4 ToughnessUnspent Power Points: 6 In Brief: Empowered paragon from a race of electrical aliens Residence: No fixed abodeBase of Operations: None (wandering hero) Alternate Identity: Chlo'zel ElzakIdentity: Public, although irrelevant outwith TempestBirthplace: The planet Tempest.Occupation: Climate scientist/full-time superheroAffiliations: None formalFamily: Mother, father and sister on Tempest Description:Age: 23 Earth years (born 1993)Apparent Age: Human equivalent of 20-25Species: TempestianHeight: 5'1''Weight: 95 lbsEyes: Deep redHair: White Chlo'zel is a Tempestian, and thus has the characteristic blue skin of her people. Hers is a darker, Cerulean hue. She is also of a Tempestian ethnicity which doesn't have the visible antennae on the forehead that most of the species do, although small circles under the skin can be seen glowing slightly when using her innate abilities. Her most prominent physical attribute is her height. She is very short, and slender but for some level of whipcord-thin muscle, belying the massive strength and durability her powers lend her. Her face is heart-shaped, with a somewhat sharp and pronounced chin and nose. Naturally excitable and inquisitive, her expression is usually set in a smile, frantic discussion, or a mix of both, red eyes literally sparking with intelligence. She wears her shoulder-length white hair loose and free, apparently Tempestian electric immunity extending to not frazzling her tresses. Off-duty, she usually wears a simple tunic and boots, customary to the oft-simple lifestyle enjoyed on Tempest. As Galvanic, she dresses a little more dramatically. She wears a gold-yellow coat with long floor-length tails, with blood-red trim on the cuffs, tail and front clasps. Beneath, she wears a leotard and leggings of a pale icy blue, and leather knee-high boots; made from the pale orange hide of the Tempestian wrackbeast. Power Descriptions: Chlo'zel is a Tempestian, and thus has innate powers to absorb and direct electrical energy in a variety of forms. While most of her people simply use this ability to redirect the lightning strikes from the storms which assail their planet, Chlo'zel is one of those who have applied effort and ingenuity into a variety of uses. Not only can she accurately direct bolts of lighting at her foes, she can wreath her body in it to harm enemies, produce blinding surges of arc lightning, and most impressively of all, convert her body into a seething mass of electromagnetic energy to propel herself through the hard vacuum of space. She can project her energy in an electromagnetic field that resists attack and dissipates some forms of energy entirely. If she focuses the field, she can disperse the effects of environmental conditions, and power the chemical reactions keeping her alive through stored electricity like a biological battery. Doing so, however, leaves her more vulnerable to assault. Her lightning takes on varying shades of blue and white, her projected blasts being the bluest, her energy fields much whiter, and her electromagnetic form somewhere in between. However, vulnerable is relative. The effects of the terraformer backlash extensively mutated her Tempestian physiology to impossible levels. She can lift and hurl phenomenal weights, resist massively heightened levels of physical stress and damage with little effect, and soar through the air at high speeds. She uses her powerful intellect to complement these powers, with such feats as turning into electricity so as to move unimpeded at even higher speeds through the air, or send shockwaves of displaced air rushing at foes. One weakness, however, is due to the properties of water. Pure water does not conduct electricity, whereas mineral deposits in impure water conduct it quite well. This means that, if soaked in it, she is unable to project the electricity past the water and is thus hampered from using her electrical powers. History: The world of Tempest is not one to produce galactic adventurers. It is riven by storms, its people surviving due to an ability to absorb and redirect the lightning. But the same storms also shred technology and make travel on and off planet fraught at best. As such, it's generally backwater and peaceful, not huge on technology, but developed in civilisation. There are few wars, as the sy itself rages against the planet. They are allies to the Lor Republic, and like them likely evolved from humans dispersed by Precursors. But beyond a few travellers and members of the Lor military and various mercenary bands, Tempestians are not big news on the galactic stage. Growing up on a small farmstead there, Chlo'zel Elzak was always a very bright girl. She delighted in the rocks, the soil, even in the perpetual storm in the sky. Despite the comparative poorness of the farm, her father and mother still arranged to send her off to the best schools, what money they lacked made up for in scholarships and grants for this intelligent, friendly young woman. She accrued great expertise in geology and climatology, and through her studies saw pictures and maps of other worlds brought during some of the limited contact the planet had with the Lor. And it amazed her. All this diversity and wonder, all these different species and worlds. It was just... remarkable, to a girl from a planet with a handful of biomes and one weather pattern: atrocious. So, upon graduation, she became attached to a project to do a limited terraforming, hoping to change the weather patterns which beget the perpetual storms. In doing so, the project hoped to manage to facilitate more contact with other worlds, to perhaps be more able to travel and share knowledge, and enrich the lives of the Tempestian peoples.They built a great terraforming tower, insulated and shielded, hoping to fire a directed pulse and disrupt the storm clouds. The loss of equilibrium would hopefully lead to periods of time where the storms were much weakened. It might have worked, were it not for one of the worst storms on record. As Chlo'zel and her colleagues laboured, one of the greatest storms in recorded history converged on the tower. Lightning struck again and again, melting the insulation, weakening the structural integrity of the entire project. Many scientists fled, but a hardbitten few tried to salvage some of the equipment, fighting to keep as much of it undamaged as possible. At the height of the assault, parts of the reactor began to melt down, driving the very last of the scientists away. Not Chlo'zel. She'd always wanted to see new worlds. To explore the universe. And so she stayed, and tried to activate the directed pulsar early. The reactor exploded, and the whole structure seemed to shake with the pulse, crumbling in on itself even as the storm abated. The scientists stood shocked as the dust cloud settled... to reveal Chlo'zel flying through the wreckage unharmed at great speed, give great powers by the irradiated chemicals and energy being driven into her system as the lightning has pummeled her. She found she could lift great weights, and didn't tire. At first, she used her abilities to help clear the wreckage and salvage the wounded or dead, and any equipment to perhaps, one day, try the project again. But she grew restless, increasingly pacing the clouds, experimenting with her limits by wrestling native beasts. This climaxed with her one day shooting up, and up, faster and faster, igniting her mass into electrical energy as she went, and bursting through the storm-hewn atmosphere... ... and she saw the stars. It was only a matter of time before, having sufficiently mastered fine control enough to attempt personal space travel, she left. To look for new worlds, new species. To study and to help them. To see the universe, and to, if one day it needed it, defend it. Personality & Motivation: Chlo'zel is a genuinely vivacious, friendly person. Hailing from a backwater world, she is still full of wonder at the wider universe and the people and places in it. Still young, yet also possessed of a keen scientific mind, she has both the unbridled enthusiasm of the young, and the excitement at small natural processes innate to climatologist and geologists. This does, however, often leave her rambling on and occasionally putting her foot in her mouth, or getting distracted by something when a larger issue looms. There is still a little of the farmgirl in her, and at times she can be painfully naive to things such as galactic politics and xenophobia. This can be a boon, as even the weirdest most tentacled gribbly alien doesn't disturb her, and she will merrily talk to it. It also means she's somewhat ignorant to the scale of the threat presented by the Khanate or Grue. Nonetheless, when she does recognise a threat, she can harden, unrelentingly defending those around her by charging into battle. What she lacks in experience or formal combat training, she makes up for in determination and raw power. What ultimately drives her is her past. Tempest is a storm-beset planet, which limits technology use. While they're aware of other worlds and people, space travel is unreliable given the difficulty in getting craft on and off the planet. Thus, when she soared above the raging storms and gazed upon the stars, she saw something wonderful and beautiful and terrifying. And she still finds it so, and will stand firm if it needs defending. Complications: Battery's Nearly Dead: Tempestians in general, while mainly absorbing and redirecting energy, aren't that limited off-world. Ambient static, the electric potentials their body produces, varying levels of innate aptitude for lightning bolts, there are various factors meaning they don't really need to 'charge up'. Galvanic has quite developed electrical powers, but isn't an unlimited font. Prolonged fighting won't really drain her, nor will long period uses of her powers. However, consistently using Extra Effort and Extraordinary Effort, especially when already wounded or tired, can lead to her powers reducing in rank or shutting off until she can regain her strength or find a power outlet or a friendly teammate with a lightning gun... Fun with Magnets: Tempestian electric powers can have some unforeseen magnetic effects, although Chlo'zel rarely consciously harnesses that due to her massive strength. However, use of her powers can sometimes disrupt or move magnetized objects, and on the flipside, concentrated and powerful magnetic fields can disrupt her attacks and if strong enough, shut down her ability to project electricity. Fzzzzt! Equipment on Tempest is made to last, as its air, animals and inhabitants are shooting, absorbing and redirecting lightning storms here there and everywhere. While Chlo'zel does have control over her powers, accidents do happen and it's possible she could flash-fry your food replicator. Let Me Strike This Awesome Pose: At heart, Chlo'zel is a bit of a showboat. She enjoys dramatically bursting onto a battlefield and hovering arms folded as laser shots bounce harmlessly from her force fields. However, this could prove a disadvantage when more superpowers come into play, as the posing and showboating makes her more vulnerable to attacks which can injure her. Oh My God, Fjords! A gifted geologist and climatologist from a planet with a quite singular biosphere, Chlo'zel finds alien environments simply fascinating. It's easier to divert her attention by showing her a beautifully clear starry night, a lush and not-at-all-wrecked-by-storms forest, a light rain shower not accompanied by explosive thunder... In Earth terms, she's the Australian who hasn't seen snow in person yet. Pollyanna: Chlo'zel is still new to the wider galactic realm, and is thus ignorant to many local customs, politics, enemies and dangers. As such, the issues she faces include a wide variety of problems, from accidentally offending your host or local political group, not realising she's talking to and possibly being manipulated by villains, or trying to pet the carnivorous death kitty of Zoltran VIIII. Rollin' On Into Town: Since leaving Tempest, Chlo'zel has had no fixed abode. She rolls into a planet/town/space station, helps with any troubles they may have, and then moves on. This has a number of effects. Firstly, her Wealth level is Impoverished. Secondly, due to the scarcity of Tempestians in the galaxy, and the fact she is very very often new to an area, the locals may not immediately trust her, even with her sunny disposition. Abilities: 4 + 0 + 6 + 8 + 2 + 2 = 22PPStrength 14/45 (+2/+17)Dexterity 10 (+0)Constitution 16/38 (+3/+14)Intelligence 18 (+4)Wisdom 12 (+1)Charisma 12 (+1) Combat: 12 + 8 = 20PPInitiative: +4Attack: +6, +7 melee, +12 Electrical ControlGrapple: +9, +25 with powers, up to +32 with full Super-StrengthDefense: +8 (+4 Base, +4 Dodge Focus), +2 Flat-FootedKnockback: -1/-8, [-14 vs energy attacks] Saving Throws: 1 + 5 + 6 = 12PPToughness: +3/+16 (+3/+14 Con, +2 Protection), [Impervious 12 vs energy attacks]Fortitude: +4/+15 (+3/+14 Con, +1)Reflex: +5 (+0 Dex, +5)Will: +7 (+1 Wis, +6) Skills: 40R = 10PPComputers 6 (+10)Concentration 7 (+8)Knowledge ("Earth" sciences) 11 (+15)Knowledge (Physical sciences) 6 (+10)Language 2 (Galstandard, Lor, default: Tempestan)Notice 4 (+5)Sense Motive 4 (+5) Feats: 11PP All-out Attack Attack Focus (melee) 1 Dodge Focus 4 Environmental Adaptation (Zero-G) Improved Grapple Improved Initiative Luck 1 Power Attack Powers: 31 + 8 + 22 + 31 + 2 + 17 + 10 + 2 + 2 + 3 = 128PP Electrical Control Array 13.5 (27pp array, Power Feats: Alternate Power 4) [31pp] (alien, electric) Base Power: Blast 12 (Electrical Control, Power Feats: Accurate 3) [27pp] (alien, electric) Alternate Power: Insubstantial 3 (electrical form) [15PP]; Flight 5 (up to Flight 13 [100,000 MPH]) [10PP] and Super-Movement 1 (Space Travel 1>2 [interstellar]) [2PP] [total 27PP] (alien, electric, electromagnetic form) Alternate Power: Damage 6 (Extras: Reaction (to melee attacks against her) [+3]) [total 24PP] (alien, electric) Alternate Power: Blast 12 (ball lightning, Extras: Area - Burst [+1], Flaws: Action - Full -1] [24PP] (alien, electric) Alternate Power: Dazzle 12 (arc lightning, visual Dazzle, Extras: Area - Cone [+1], Flaws: Range - Touch [-1]) [24PP] (alien, electric) Electromagnetic Aura Array 3.5 (7pp array, Power Feats: Alternate Power 1) [8pp] (alien, electric, force field) Base Power: Immunity 7 (all environmental effects, and suffocation; Extras: Duration - Continuous [+1), Flaws: Duration - Sustained [-1]) [7PP] (alien, electric, force field) Alternate Power: Impervious Toughness 12 (Extras: Duration - Continuous [+1], Flaws: Duration - Sustained [-1], Limited to Energy attacks [-1]) [6PP] (alien, electric, force field) Enhanced Constitution 22 (superhuman endurance) [22PP] (genetic, mutant) Enhanced Strength 31 [31PP] (genetic, mutant) Flight 1 (10MPH / 100' per round) [2pp] (genetic, mutant) Paragon Powers Array 7 (14pp array, Power Feats: Dynamic, Dynamic Alternate Power 1) [17pp] (genetic, mutant) Base Power: Flight 7 (total of 8, 2500 MPH / 25,000' per round, Feats: Dynamic, 1 Dynamic Alternate Power) [17PP] (genetic, mutant) Alternate Power: Super-Strength 7 (total of 8, heavy load: 1,600 tons) [14PP] (genetic, mutant) Immunity 10 (electrical effects) [10PP] (alien) Protection 2 [2PP] (genetic, mutant) Super-Movement 1 (space travel [interplanetary]) [2PP] (genetic, mutant) Super-Strength 1 (Heavy load: 12 tons, Power Feats: Shockwave) [3PP] (genetic, mutant)Drawbacks: 3PPPower Loss (Electrical Control array and Force Field, when wet, Common, Moderate, -3PP) DC Block: ATTACK RANGE DC EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC32 Toughness (staged) Damage (Physical) Arc Lightning Touch Cone DC22 Reflex/Fortitude Visual Dazzle, Reflex is for Area, Fort for recovery Electric aura Reaction Touch DC21 Toughness (staged) Damage (Electricity) Shockwave Touch Cone DC23 Reflex/DC 28 Tough Damage, Reflex is for Area Blast Ranged DC27 Toughness (staged) Damage (Electricity) Ball Lightning Ranged Burst DC27 Toughness (staged) Damage (Electricity) Abilities (22) + Combat (20) + Saving Throws (12) + Skills (10) + Feats (11) + Powers (128) - Drawbacks (3) = 200/205 Power Points
  19. Ruby Voxx Power Level: 10/11 (163/170 PP) Trade-Offs: Ranged: +2 Attack / -2 Damage Unspent Power Points: 7 Theme: Iron Maiden - The Final Frontier In Brief: Abducted girl from earth who became one of the best Bounty Hunters in the Galaxy Residence: Star cruiser Voidrunner Base of Operations: Mobile Alternate Identity: Ruby Hawkins Identity: Public Birthplace:Birmingham, England, Earth/Terra Occupation: Adventurer / Mercenary / Bounty Hunter Affiliations: Zorla's Hunters (Formally) Voidrunners Family: Adam and Teri Hawkins (Parents) Zorla Voxx (Adopted Mother) Description: Age: 24 (May 12th, 1990) Apparent Age: Early 20s Gender: Female Ethnicity: Caucasian Terran Height: 5'7 Weight: 154 lbs Eyes: Blue Hair: Red Ruby is fairly attractive woman with short red hair and ice blue eyes. Extended periods of time on spaceships since she was a child have left her with exceptionally pale skin. While working Ruby wears her Modified combat armor, which appears to be form fitting black and gold armored suit with a collapsible helm that provides life support and visual augmentations. The armor plates do seems scratched and battle-scared however. Outside of that she wears a old, battered bomber jacket over a pilots flight suit. Power Descriptions: Other than a cybernetic translator augmentation, Rubys natural abilities are in line with a extremely fit human being and someone with a lot of heavy ordanance. History: On Earth, the disappearance of Ruby Hawkins remains a mystery to this day. Reports found that she seemingly vanished from her house in Birmingham without a trace. Although police searched for the girl, it was eventually called off. Her parents left devastated and the files to her case were eventually buried under others, left to be forgotten and presumed to be dead. What actually happened was far stranger. The little girl found herself teleported from her bedroom onboard a strange alien ship. It was not long before she was taken by the ships inhabitants into a cell and kept there. She found herself victim of notorious alien slave trader Tragrosh. Whether she would be sold off to left to rot in the cells, Young Ruby's fate was for a time left uncertain. It was not until a raid on the ship by mercenaries did things turn around. Lead by famed Bounty Hunter Zorla Voxx, they laid seige to the ship and eventually captured the slaver and his crew. They started working on the long process of helping the slaves relocated back to there native planets. Things hit a snag when it was time to send Ruby back home. The computer holding her information was damaged and Ruby was too young to actually identify her planet by name. She was left Stranded and alone in the universe. Taking pity on the her and not liking the alternatives put before her, Zorla elected to take the child with her. In time, she would start to care for Ruby and decided to teach her the ways of the hunt. From learning how to fight and protect herself by Zorla to Ship care and piloting from the engineers to gun use by the mercs, Ruby learned much from them. Life since that point was never dull for Ruby. As she grew older, she began taking part in jobs with the rest of them, from helping bring down dangerous gangs and criminals across star systems to exploring dead planets on the hunt for lost preserver technology. Eventually however she felt like she had to move on and make a name for herself. She parted from Zorlas company. Gifted with a sword, a gun and a spaceship to get her started, Ruby set forth to make a name for herself. With various jobs under her belt, she eventually settled for bounty hunting. Things took an interesting turn when she began the hunt for the bounty of notorious con man and gambler Stahnze Turk. The amount of collateral damage and chaos he caused made her hunt for him much more challenging and more fun. It also lead to the (likely unintentional) side effect of leading her to other high profile bounties which only added to her reputation and her bank account. This continued on and off for some time before finally catching him along with his latest associate Bliss, a disgraced gladiator. Unfortunately that involved crash landing on a backwater planet by the name of Slogth. A misunderstanding involving the mention of her ship the Voidrunner and a case of mistaken identity later she found herself fighting off Nebula crime syndicate alongside the same people she was suppose to capture. She was surprised by how much success they were having. Not many could stand up against such odds and win. Although at one point it seemed that her luck had finally ran out when she was trapped and nearly executed in an ambush, it was the Stahnze's timely intervention that saved her life. It was not long after that Ruby felt like she had to repay the man somehow. After everything was said and done, she ultimately agreed to help Turk and Bliss settle some of the debts and outstanding bounties on their heads. However she quickly found out that even with the small fortune she had acquired over the years, settling his debts would quickly bankrupt her and would run the risk of leaving her stranded on some remote world completely broke. Seeing how well they worked together against the syndicate, she brought up the possibility of running with the Voidrunners name. If she was gonna dig them out of their mess, she was gonna need their help. Personality & Motivation: Ruby is ultimately a bounty hunter for glory and excitement of the hunt, with making money from such a dangerous occupation being a close second. Whether its storming a pirate infested space station or navigating an asteroid field, very little can deter her once she had decided to hunt a target. Despite this reckless attitude, Ruby maintains a enough of a professional attitude to see any job to the end. Unless she feels shes backing something truly reprehensible she will cross the universe to capture quarry. She respects bravery and skill, part of the reason she decided to form the Voidrunners despite any public misgivings she might have for some of its members. Complications: Ammunition: Blasters run dry and one can run out of ammunition unexpectedly. Enemies: Ruby has made various enemies over the years, from two bit space gangs to infamous war criminals that would love nothing more than get revenge on the girl that locked them away. No Disintegrations: Ruby prefers to bring her targets back alive no matter how difficult that would be. She is a Bounty Hunter, not an Assassin. Reputation: High Profile Bounty Hunter raised and trained by Famed Mercenary Zorla Voxx Abilities: 6 + 8 + 8 + 4 + 4 + 4 = 34PP Strength: 16 (+3) Dexterity: 18 (+4) Constitution: 18 (+4) Intelligence: 14 (+2) Wisdom: 14 (+2) Charisma: 14 (+2) Combat: 16 + 8 = 24PP Attack: Base +8, Ranged +10, Melee +8, +12 Repeater Rifle Defense: +10 (+4 Base, +6 Dodge Focus), +2 Flat-Footed Initiative: +4 Grapple: +12 Knockback: -8 Saving Throws: 4 + 6 + 8 = 18PP Toughness: +10 (+4 CON, +6 Protection) Fortitude: +8 (+4 CON, +4) Reflex: +10 (+4 DEX, +6) Will: +10 (+2 WIS, +8) Skills: 84R = 21PP Acrobatics 6 (+10) Bluff 8 (+10) Computers 3 (+5) Craft: Electronics 3 (+5) Disable Device 8 (+10) Gather Information 8 (+10) Intimidate 8 (+10) Knowledge: Galactic Lore 4 (+6) Knowledge: Technology 4 (+6) Notice 8 (+10) Pilot 11 (+15) Sense Motive 8 (+10) Survival 4 (+6) Stealth 1 (+5) Feats: 21PP Accurate Attack All-out Attack Attack Focus: Ranged 2 Attack Specialization (Repeater Rifle) Challenge: Fast Demoralize Dodge Focus 6 Equipment 17 (15+2) (Bronze Award) Evasion Fearless Luck Power Attack Uncanny Dodge (Auditory) Well Informed Equpiment: 3 + 79 =85/85EP Mundane Equipment Masterwork Hand Cuffs (+2 to escape artist attempts to get out, +2 toughness) [1EP] Multi-Tool [1EP] Wrist Mounted Computer [1EP] Clan Voxx Hunters Blade: Strike 2 (Extras: Mighty) [3EP] The Voidrunner [87EP] The Voidrunner is one of the oldest ships to be still flying across the galaxy. Years of repairs, modifications and the occasional rebuild have rendered the ship unrecognizable from its original form. Much of its history is lost and remains a mystery today... Size: Colossal [4EP] Strength 50 [0EP] Toughness 15 [10EP] Defense 5 Features: Alarm 1 (DC 20) , Communications, Computer, Holding Cells, Infirmary, Living Space, Navigation System 3 (+10 Nav), Remote Control, Workshop [11] Powers: [63] Blast 10 (Extras: Autofire) [30] Autogun Turrets Enhanced Dodge 3 [6PP] Deflector Shields Flight 9 (5,000 MPH) [18] Super Movement 3 (Space Travel 3) [6] Super Sense 4 (Accurate Extended Analytical Radar) Ship Scanners [5] Powers: 6 + 24 + 15 = 45PP Comprehend 3 (Speak, read and understand Languages) [6PP] Translator Implant Device 6 (Modified Combat Armor, Hard to Lose) 24PP Thruster Systems Array (1 Alternate Power) [5PP] Flight 2 (25MPH) [4PP] Jetpack AP: Leaping 4 (X25) [1PP] Immunity 9 (Life Support) [9PP] Life support systems Protection 6 (Extra: Impervious 6) [12PP] Armor Plating Super-Sense 4 (Infravision, Radio, Extended (100ft) Analytical-Normal Vision) [4PP] Suit Sensors Device 5 (Repeater Rifle, 25PP device; Flaw: Easy-to-Lose) [15PP] Blast 8 (Extras: Autofire) [24PP] AP: Snare 8 (Extras: Area (Burst)), [1PP] Cryo Rockets DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC18 Toughness (Staged) Damage (Physical) Repeated Blasts Ranged DC23 Toughness (Staged) Damage (Physical) Cryo Rockets Ranged DC23 Reflexive Snared (Ice) Totals: Abilities (34) + Combat (24) + Saving Throws (18) + Skills (21) + Feats (21) + Powers (45) = 163/170 Power Points
  20. Eclipse Power Level: 10 [15] (180/236PP) Trade-Offs: +3 Attack / -3 Damage; +5 Defense / -5 Toughness Unspent Power Points: 56PP In Brief: Tried 'good'; tried 'bad'. Took a third option. Residence: The Horizon. Alternate Identity: Captain Talisyn "Eclipse" Alar Identity: Public Birthplace: Lor space Occupation: Freelancer Affiliations: Horizon crew, Lor military (retired), Khanate pirates (retired) Family: parents (no contact), brother (little contact) Description: Age: 83 Apparent Age: early thirties Gender: female Ethnicity: Alarian Height: 5'10" Weight: 150lb Eyes: black sclera & glowing purple irises (artificial) Hair: black w/ purple bangs Like all of her people, Talisyn sports dark gray skin, gently pointed ears, a subtly-ridged jawline, and an extra set of canine teeth. Like most, she also has a certain fondness for bi-colored hair and tends toward a lean, flexible build that's more agility than raw muscle. Her species' notable regenerative abilities leave her remarkably free of scars, considering the life she's led. Somewhat less standard is her extensive cybernetic work - while sporting nothing so crude as the large metal plates and oversized replacement limbs seen in the poorer districts of less civilized space, Talisyn has clearly been on the table once or twice. Whatever her eyes used to look like, they've long-since been replaced with a mechanical pair, glowing purple irises on black sclera; here and there across her body and upper limbs run symmetric lines of chrome, betraying deeper augmentations. None of those, of course, are more notable than the tail - her spine has clearly been replaced, an interplay of matte metal and skin running down her back until it becomes a narrow, segmented tail longer than she is tall. Power Descriptions: The only power Talisyn can truly claim as her own is her species' not-insignificant regenerative powers, which have some difficulty dealing with deeper wounds but takes care of minor damage with speed and efficiency. Her blaster is a well-worn, but equally well-maintained military-spec weapon, issued mainly to Lor military special operations: twin-barrelled and held close to center-of-mass, it's designed for fast response and a stubborn refusal to compromise between accuracy and close-quarters reliability. It's been heavily customized, linking to Taliysn's eyes for enhanced targeting and alternate fire modes. The sword, on the other hand, would look new if the grip and scabbard weren't showing their age - resembling a long and only lightly-curved Earth scimitar, the edge shows no signs of wear and the flat of the blade bears a multi-winged design that could have been engraved yesterday. History: The Alarian empire was a force to behold...or, so the history books say. Among the first truly great space-faring civilizations seeded by the Precursors, the citizens of Alar developed curious technologies, established bases across the systems under their control...and collapsed. The destruction of their home worlds broke the back of their empire, leaving as memories only undiscovered caches of wonders and a surviving population with neither the numbers nor the knowledge to maintain their hold. That was all well before Talisyn's time, though - the dawn of modern history. Her people are still scattered, nearly-cultureless, and (by reputation) unable to maintain even basic family units for long - something she did little to disprove. As soon as she was old enough she left to find her own way through the universe. A short but successful stint in the Lor military taught her skill and discipline, but chafed at her sense of accomplishment and freedom - the bureaucracy and red tape made actually doing anything nigh-impossible in her eyes. The relative freedom of the pirates she'd worked against turned out to be too tempting to resist, but while she could accomplish more the actual goals forced on her were, while often exhilarating, too often unacceptably distasteful. And so she found herself somewhere in the middle, skills cheerfully for hire to anyone with a cause that was worthy or lucrative enough. When what should have been a simple theft was complicated by the revelation that they weren't stealing artifacts, but rather components of a weapon too dangerous to allow anyone to hold, cirumstances found her with a new ship, a new crew, and new enemies. She felt it was a pretty good outcome, all told. Personality & Motivation: Talisyn values independence above almost anything else - she has a severe dislike for being in debt, and an acquired distaste for taking orders from anyone she doesn't already respect. She recognizes the abstract importance of a larger machine of law and government, but has yet to find a specific example that meets her standards - very little grinds her teeth like people suffering under the abuse of the system, or people with no good recourse because the bad guy's better at politics and bribery. She insists that she's a strictly independent agent looking for profit and fame, but can usually be found on the side of the underdog: the little person in need, the side that stands up against the overpowered bully trying to become the next big thing. None of which, of course, she'd tell you about if you asked. She is flippant, irreverent, sharp-tongued and cocky. She'll say half of what's actually true in twice as many words, smiling the whole way. Life, she'd insist, is for fun, for enjoying as you can - even when you live as long as she will (assuming she doesn't get herself killed first). Powers & Tactics: Talisyn has confused and/or frustrated everyone she has ever served under for her inconsistent response to danger - if she's taking things seriously and the stakes are high enough, she has a keen mind for planning and will approach a problem surgically, methodically, and with caution. If she doesn't, or if she's thrust into a situation without warning, she instead swings the other way entirely and jumps in feet-first, laughing and taunting all the while. She's a highly-skilled markswoman and sword-fighter, and an experienced and well-trained pilot, though she won't fight or fly fair if she can help it - rules are for people who haven't survived as many scrapes as she has. An unfortunate few have discovered that she's hardly safe when unarmed, as well; her tail, already a surprisingly efficient blunt instrument, hides a long, sharp spur perfect for those times when someone thinks a little rope (or a guard or two) will hold an enemy agent. Complications: Artifact Hunter - Despite her best efforts, Talisyn has a certain fascination with her people's old artifacts - the bits and baubles left behind when the ancient empire fell, and by extension old forgotten machines and cosmic constructs in general. If the first-best way to draw her out is to tread on the helpless, the second-best is to leak information on a newly-discovered cache or device on some backwater planet. And even if it's real, one simply has to find out what it does.... Helping the Helpless - Talisyn holds a severe weak spot for the downtrodden and people being taken advantage of by the system they live under. She'll go well out of her way to lend them a hand, offer some leverage, and try to even the scales. My Crew - Don't mess with her crew. Playing Both Sides - Talisyn has a history with both the law and the lawless, and while this leaves her with contacts on both sides it also leaves her with a lot of people who see her actions as betrayals and signs of a general lack of trustworthiness. Political Currency - Her people have none. They are the remaining descendants of a ancient and long-broken empire, a people without much organization, culture, or representation in darn near anything. Priorities - Talisyn has a ship to run, a crew to support, and a life to lead. Living isn't free, and balancing helping someone vs. getting paid isn't always easy. Regrowing Pains - Talisyn's healing factor is effective and efficient but can be slowed or stopped by starvation, and frequent or extensive healing leaves her drained and hungry. Abilities: 4+8+4+4+2+6= 28pp Strength: 14/16 (+2/+3) Dexterity: 18 (+4) Constitution: 14/20 (+2/+5) Intelligence: 14 (+2) Wisdom: 12 (+1) Charisma: 16 (+3) Combat: 14+10= 24pp Initiative: +8 Attack: +7 (+13 melee, +13 blaster, +7 ranged) Grapple: +16 (+19 w/ tail) Defense: +15 (+5 base, +10 dodge bonus, +3 flat-footed) Knockback: -2 Saving Throws: 2+5+5= 12pp Toughness: +5 (+5 Con) Fortitude: +7 (+5 Con, +2) Reflex: +9 (+4 Dex, +5) Will: +6 (+1 Wis, +5) Skills: 19pp Skills boosted by ECHO are noted as such. Skills granted entirely by ECHO are italicized. Acrobatics 2 (+6 / +10 w/ tail) Bluff 11 (+14 / +18 w/ attractive) Computers 3 (+5 / +10ECHO) Craft (Mechanical) 3 (+5) Diplomacy 7 (+10 / +14 w/ attractive) Gather Information 1 (+4) Knowledge (Art) 3 (+5)ECHO Knowledge (Civics) 3 (+5)ECHO Knowledge (Current Events) 3 (+5)ECHO Knowledge (Galactic Lore) 1 (+3 / +10ECHO) Knowledge (History) 3 (+5)ECHO Knowledge (Tactics) 8 (+10) Knowledge (Technology) 4 (+6)ECHO Knowledge (Theology and Philosophy) 3 (+5)ECHO Knowledge (Streetwise) 3 (+5) Languages 1 (native, galstandard) Medicine 4 (+5) Notice 9 (+10) Pilot 10 (+14) Search 3 (+5) Sense Motive 9 (+10 / +15ECHO) Stealth 1 (+5) Feats: 28pp Ambidextrous Attack Focus (Melee) 6 Attractive Connected Dodge Bonus 10 Equipment 13 (+13 from Vet Award) Fast Task (Taunt) Improved Initiative Luck Master Plan 2 Power Attack Precise Shot Quick-Draw Taunt Equipment: 1+4+6+54= 65ep Handcuffs [1ep] Smoke Grenade (Obscure 2 (10' radius)) [4ep] Ship Communicator (Communication 5 (Radio; Extras: Area [5 miles]; Flaws: Limited [other ship communicators]) + Super-Senses 1 (Communication Link [ship, radio])) [5+1= 6ep] The Horizon (spaceship) [54ep] An old but faithful spaceship from a forgotten age, the Horizon is a testament to the people who built her and the dedication of her crew and engineer. Size: Awesome (-12 atk/def; STR 60; Toughness 15) [5ep] Strength: +10 (STR 70) [2ep] Features: Hidden Compartments Navigation System Computer Defense System Fire Prevention System Hangar Library Living Space Security System Workshop Blast 10 [20ep] Flight 4 (100mph) [9ep] Super-Movement 3 (Space Travel 3) [6ep] Super-Senses 2 (Communication Link [ship communicators, radio], Radio Sense) [2ep] Powers: 10+6+2+2+1+1+7+10+14+6+10= 69pp ECHO 2 (10pp container; Flaws: Hard-to-Lose; Feats: Restricted 2 [responds only to Eclipse & known allies]) [10pp] A dry-humored AI originally designed for information processing and dissemination; accompanies Eclipse via a small device on her belt, capable of projecting himself or appearing on her cyber-eye 'HUD'. He responds poorly to the uncivilized and the violent. Enhanced Feats 1 (Online Research) [1dp] Enhanced Skills 9 (Computers 5, Knowledge (Art) 3, Knowledge (Civics) 3, Knowledge (Current Events) 3, Knowledge (Galactic Lore) 7, Knowledge (History) 3, Knowledge (Technology) 4, Knowledge (Theology and Philosophy) 3, Sense Motive 5) [9dp] Enhanced Con 6 [6pp] (cybernetics) Enhanced Str 2 [2pp] (cybernetics) Immunity 4 (Aging, Disease, Poison, Radiation; Flaw: Limited [half]) [2pp] (alien biology) Leaping 1 (x2) [1pp] (cybernetics) Speed 1 (10mph) [1pp] (cybernetics) Super-Senses 7 (Analytical Vision [all], Extended Audio [normal], Extended Vision [normal], Infravision, Ultra-Hearing, Ultravision) [7pp] (cyber-eyes, ear implants) Cyber-Tail 2 (10pp container) [10pp] A long, segmented, cybernetic tail; when grafted onto a subject, it grants a prehensile appendage capable of grasping, enhancing balance, and combat. Additional Limbs 1 [1pp] Enhanced Skill 1 (Acrobatics +4) [1pp] Elongation 2 (+10ft; Extras: Action [Free]; Flaws: Limited [Tail]) [2pp] Strike 4 (Feats: Mighty, Variable Descriptor (blunt, slashing, piercing)) [6pp] (retractable tail blade) Blaster 3 (15pp device; Flaws: Easy to Lose; Feats: Accurate 3, Restricted 2) [14pp] Military SpecOps-issue personalized blaster; old, scarred, but reliable. Fire Mode Array 7 (14pp array; Feats: Alternate Power 1) [15dp] BP: Blast 7 [14/14pp] AP: Damage 7 (Extras: Area [Cone, Targeted], Selective; Flaws: Action [Full-Round]) [14/14pp] Sword 2 (10pp device; Flaws: Easy to Lose) [6pp] Star-metal swords are so much easier to come by in the stars. Strike 4 (Extras: Penetrating 3; Feats: Improved Critical 2, Mighty) [10dp] Regeneration 10 (Recovery Bonus +4 [+9], Bruised 3 [no action], Injured 3 [1 minute]) [10pp] (alien biology) DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC18 Toughness Damage (Staged) Blaster (single) 10x 70' DC22 Toughness Damage (Staged) Blaster (area) 70' cone DC22 Toughness Damage (Staged) Sword Touch DC22 Toughness Damage (Staged) Tail 10' DC22 Toughness Damage (Staged) Totals: Abilities (28) + Combat (24) + Saving Throws (12) + Skills (19) + Feats (28) + Powers (69) = 180/236PP
  21. RockPower Level: 12/13 (199/215 PP)Trade-Offs: -5 Attack / +5 Damage; -5 Defence / +5 ToughnessUnspent Power Points: 16 Theme: Rock and Roll Band by BostonIn Brief: Rock.Birthplace: Some RockResidence: The HorizonOccupation: Rock for HireAffiliations: Captain Eclipse, Nae-DaeFamily: RocksDescription:Age: Old as RocksGender: RockEthnicity: RockHeight: 8'7" of RockWeight: 1.5 Tons of RockEyes: Molten RockHair: Rocks At first glance Rock appears to be a crude humanoid statue pieced together from ill-fitting stones, a towering stack of grey and brown punctuated by patches of faded green moss and veins of ferrous ore. Two spots of glowing molten rock set in cavernous eye sockets are the first signs of life, followed by an uneven though surprisingly expressive maw similarly lit from within. Although he has little need for clothing Rock does wear a broad sash across his chest which supports a saddlebag, a concession to the practical need to carry various items and woven from green fibers with the texture of reptilian scales. All of his movements are accompanied by the scraping grate of stone against stone, even changes in expression. Power Descriptions: Rock is every bit the pile of stones that he appears. An internal core of molten rock provides him with noticeable body heat and functions similarly to connective tissue. He does not have any internal organs as such, brain included, animated instead by some diffuse intelligence. This allows him to daily reattach severed limbs or even rebuild his entire body provided raw materials. Unbeknownst to Rock himself, he is in fact the juvenile stage of an intelligent living planet with a life cycle billions upon billions of years long. Given enough time he will continue to accrue mass, likely spending millennia as an island then continent on a more mundane world or perhaps as an self-propelled asteroid before reaching maturity. History: Rock doesn't entirely remember from where he came. He doesn't consider himself particularly old on the rare occasions he's inclined to consider the matter. He does know that he's outlived every friend and every enemy he’s ever had, that he's seen great powers have risen and fallen only to be replaced by someone or something else often enough to have stopped counting. In all that time he's never encountered another being like himself. Non-carbon based life, certainly, even symbiotic stone creatures of a sort. They still were not whatever he was, nor he one of them. That uniqueness seemed to bother the occasional scientist or law enforcement agent who took an interest in him more than it did Rock himself but searching for answers was as good a reason as any to continue rolling from world to world. Currency is the axis upon which the galaxy spins, as they say, and while Rock has few material needs the adage still holds true. For the past few decades at least he's been finding work as hired muscle, or whatever passes for sinew in his imposing frame. Some of those jobs have been upstanding, many of them have not been but Rock maintains the same philosophical perspective on legality as most other topics. His dealings with the galaxy's criminal underworld introduced him to many for whom the day to day struggle for survival was a more dire affair. He watched time and time again as those with power took advantage of those without, surprisingly often with the law on their side. Relaxed as he was about his own concerns the fiery temper unleashed by harm done to others coupled with an inability to adequately explain himself earned him a lengthy record and a reputation as less than reliable. Things reached a turning point when Rock was recruited for a job by Talisyn Alar, better known as Captain Eclipse. The stony titan's strength was instrumental in getting past the security of the private art collection Eclipse had been hired to invade. When the crew reached their target, the final piece in a collection of ancient artifacts sought by their employer, a moment of clumsiness on Rock's part accidentally revealed it as a component of an alien weapon capable of creating a black hole. Agreeing that it was too destructive a power for anyone to possess, Rock and Eclipse destroyed the artifact, earning the wrath of their employer and the rest of the crew. Partnering up first out of necessity and then because of how well they found they worked together, the pair adopted a new policy. There was no reason doing the right thing couldn't also be profitable, after all, not when so many of the beings deserving of comeuppance had so much to steal. And if it also felt pretty good, well. Only a fool would accuse the battle-hardened cyborg and the towering pile of rocks of being sentimental. Personality & Motivation: Rock is generally happy to go with the flow, leaving most of the decision making to more vivacious allies such as Eclipse. He is rarely shy about making his opinions known, however, and his calm demeanour belies a fiery temper that is not easily cooled once roused. He feels generally protective of those smaller than him, which is a broad category, and strives to be helpful without expecting much in return. He is far more easily motivated by the mistreatment of others than slights against himself. Powers & Tactics: Rock is well versed in throwing his considerably weight around. In battle he charges into the fray with little regard for his own durable form, grappling or knocking about multiple opponents at once. He tends to target the most physically imposing target first given the choice, glad for the opportunity to let loose without needing to hold back. When fighting alongside allies, however, his priorities shift and Rock uses himself as mobile cover, attempting to place himself between his friends and the worst danger. If things do not appear to be going well he is not too proud to scoop them up bodily and beat a hasty retreat. When suitably enraged, Rock's molten core can erupt through any of his body's surfaces, usually either his mouth or the palms of his hands. The wave of liquid stone is scalding and indiscriminate and takes Rock a moment to recover from as he rebuilds his internal reservoir. Complications: Faulty Hardware: Galactic civilization just isn't designed with giant rock people in mind. From squeezing through doors to trying to use tools intended for smaller, fleshy digits, his difficulties are multitude. Rock tends to leave a lot of shattered monitors and bent chairs in his wake. Geological Record: Not all of Rock's exploits have been strictly legal by local - or universal - standards. He has more outstanding warrants for destruction of property, disturbing the peace and more than he can reasonably keep track of and it's tough to remember where he might not be welcome. Making a Mountain: Rock is generally calm and contemplative by nature but when his ire is raised his temper is literally fiery. Tending to extremes, any perceived threat to his friends or a similar trigger will unleash a juggernaut with the strength and inexorable momentum of an avalanche. Rock and a Hard Place: Rock's willingness to use his body as a living bulwark for his friends often outweighs his awareness of his own limits. While he can take a staggering amount of punishment by most standards, he is not invulnerable and can easily overestimate his own durability. Taken for Granite: Between his appearance and limited vocabulary many beings underestimate Rock's intellect and insight. Apart from his Eclipse and Nae-Dae he has difficulty making others take his opinions seriously or even convincing some that he is a legitimately sentient creature. Abilities: - 10 - 4 - 10 + 4 + 8 + 4 = - 8PP Strength: 44/20/- (+17) Dexterity: 6 (-2) Constitution: - Intelligence: 14 (+2) Wisdom: 18 (+4) Charisma: 14 (+2) Combat: 16 + 16 = 32PP Initiative: -2 Attack: +7 (+8 Base, -1 Growth) Grapple: +32 (+7 Attack, +17 Strength, +2 Density, +4 Growth, +2 Super-Strength) Defense: +7 (+8 Base, -1 Growth), +3 Flat-Footed Knockback: -16 Saving Throws: 0 + 5 + 8 = 13PP Toughness: +17 (+12 Protection, +3 Density, +2 Growth; Impervious 3) Fortitude: - (Immune) Reflex: +3 (-2 Dex, +5) Will: +12 (+4 Wis, +8) Skills: 64R = 16PP Bluff 3 (+5) Computers 3 (+5) Intimidate 11 (+15) Knowledge (Galactic Lore) 8 (+10) Knowledge (Physical Sciences) 3 (+5) Knowledge (Technology) 3 (+5) Language 1 (Galstandard, Phaesti [Native]) Medicine 1 (+5) Notice 6 (+10) Pilot 12 (+10) Sense Motive 11 (+15) Survival 2 (+6) Feats: 33PP Improved Grab Improved Pin Interpose Equipment 2 Sidekick 24 Startle Stunning Attack Takedown Attack 2 Equipment: 10EP = 2PP Binoculars; Super-Senses 4 (Visual; Extended 2 [1000' Range Increment], Infravision, Tracking) [4EP] Ship Communicator; Communications 5 (Radio, 5 miles; Extras: Area, Flaws: Limited [Other Crew Communicators]) + Super-Senses 1 (Communication Link [ship, Radio]) [6EP] Powers: 91 + 25 = 116PP Rock Person Physiology 18 (90PP Container [Passive, Permanent]; Power Feats: Innate) [91PP] Density 6 (+12 Strength, +3 Toughness [impervious], +2 Immovable, +2 Super-Strength, x5 Mass; Extras: Duration [Permanent, +0]) [18PP] Immunity 32 (Critical Hits, Fortitude Effects) [30PP] Immunity 10 (Electricity Damage, Fire/Heat Damage; Flaws: Limited [Half]) [5PP] Growth 4 (Large, +8 Strength, +2 Toughness; Extras: Duration [Permanent, +0]) [12PP] Protection 12 [12PP] Regeneration 10 (Recovery Bonus 5 [+0], Resurrection 1 [1 Week]; Flaws: Source [Rocks], Power Feats: Persistent, Regrowth) [5PP] Super-Strength 2 (Effective Strength 69, Heavy Load ~200 tons; Power Feats: Bracing, Countering Punch) [6PP] Molten Core 12 (24PP Array; Power Feats: Alternate Power 1) [25PP] Base: Enhanced Strength 24 [24PP] AP: Damage 12 (Extras: Area [General, Cone], Secondary Effect, Flaws: Action [Full]) [24PP] (eruption) Drawbacks: -3PP Geologuistics (Can Only Vocalize 'Rock' in Galstandard, DC 15 Sense Motive Check to Discern Meaning; Frequency: Very Common; Intensity: Minor) [-3PP] DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC32 Toughness Damage Eruption Area [General, Cone] DC22 Reflex Half Damage DC27 Toughness Damage [Secondary Effect] Totals: Abilities (-8) + Combat (32) + Saving Throws (13) + Skills (16) + Feats (33) + Powers (116) - Drawbacks (3) = 199/215 Power Points
  22. Elite Power Level: 10 (150/156 PP) Trade-Offs: Variable Offensive, +0 Defense/+0 Toughness Unspent Power Points: 6 In-Brief: Delaztri noble and officer, who has now outlived her society. Alternate Identity: Lady Tatiana Gaius Libera Identity: Public Birthplace: Muras Occupation: Praetorian Affiliations: Ancient Delaztri Empire Family: None Living Description: Age: 37 Gender: Female Ethnicity: Murian Height: 5'7" Weight: 160 lbs Eyes: Gray Hair: Blonde Tatiana is a powerfully built, human-looking women with weathered features and a commanding presence. Her wavy blonde hair is usually worn down, and on the job, she is most often seen in the uniform of an officer of the ancient Praetorian Empire. She bears a jagged scar along her eye, and her left arm has been replaced by a sleek, mechanical replacement, the most glaring costs of her military life. In addition, she keeps the Sword of the Elite at her back, A compact weapon which erupts into a golden sword of light, and at her shoulders, the Wings of Muras, an armor of sorts, which projects a shimmering energy field to protect its wearer. History: The Sword of the Elite. A mighty relic of the ancient Delaztri Empire, forged by a mad genius of a swordsmith. Entrusted to a series of the empire's mightiest leaders, the weapon was enough to allow one warrior to single-handedly take on a legion. It turned great generals into unstoppable conquerors. And they liked it. The Elites- successors to the sword- earned great glory for their conquests, but also great infamy for their slow descent into brutality and bloodlust. An acceptable cost, by Delaztri standards. Until Elite Ragnus Carn Ferox, after tearing his way through a Vishnari garrison, and continued fighting until he realized his opponents were armed with small arms, sticks, and their bare hands in defense of their children and elderly. The true battle won, he left. Left the world, and for a time, left the empire. On official pretext, of course. There were many worlds an races marked for conquest, but Elite Ragnus chose one in particular. Muras. A peaceful planet, whose culture valued communication, arts, and learning, and according to Delaztri intelligence, their military upheld a rigid form of martial pacifism. Functional and defensive, and a respectable code of honor. Upon reaching the planet, he made himself known to the planet's leadership. A terrifying announcement, but the locals met it with admirable stoicism and resolve. He challenged the Murian high commander, General Valora Lumina, to a duel, with conventional arms. The pair fought to a draw, and Ragnus deemed Muras adequate. So, he negotiated peaceful integration of the Murian people into the Delaztri Empire, one of the cornerstones of the agreement was declaring General Valora his successor as the Elite, and declaring the Murian people as the keepers of the sword, as their society could be trusted to wield it without letting its power consume them. And so, life went on for generations, with the Elite serving as stalwart defender of the Empire. This is the world to which Lady Tatiana Gaius was born, heir apparent to one of the great military houses of Muras. Groomed from birth for leadership, for command, and for war. Upon graduating the Murian military academy, she was stationed to her first command, and began climbing up the ranks through honorable service, all the way up to becoming a general, as was her birthright. In their expansion, the Delaztri came into conflict with the Qi'tar, who formed one of the few alliances capable of giving the empire a true challenge. In the war, they seized Cena V, a major Murian agricultural outpost, and a strong potential staging ground for an assault on Muras itself. At the time, there were four Murian generals, including their Elite, She Whose Name Was Purged From History, the leader among the four. Despite all protests, the Elite received orders to deploy Murian forces in defense of more 'vital' targets. This was deemed unacceptable. So, she did the unthinkable to the piously honest Murian people. She falsified orders for the other three generals to liberate Cena V, while she and her strike group held the line personally. It was a bloody conflict. The Elite's defense held, and Cena V was wrested from Qi'tar control, but of the three generals sent to liberate the world, she was the only one to survive. In the aftermath, the Elite was forced to retire for her deception, outcast from her world, and simply for being involved, Tatiana received equal parts praise and contempt. She received the title Tatiana Gaius Libera, yet lost her commission. However, the queen, respecting her honor and strength as a warrior declared her successor as the new Elite, and nominated her for membership in the Praetorian guard, once she had trained the next generation of generals, continue her service in defense of the Empire, even if politics necessitated an end to her military career. Powers & Tactics: Tatiana herself is not a powered individual. Though highly trained and capable both mentally and physically, she is not, in fact, superhuman. However, she is armed with superior alien technology. The lesser of the two, the Wings of Muras, is a protective shield, both from attacks and environment, which can also enable flight and serve as a power supply. The greater is the Sword of the Elite. While disabled, it looks like a particularly clunky short sword in a bulky sheath. Active, it is a sword of light, varying in quality from a tightly focused golden blade to a raging pillar of energy to a fine cord, or even changing in substance to fire or electricity or a kinetic field. [br] Complications: As Good as Your Word: Among Murians, you are as good as your word. The higher your station, the higher the expectations of honesty from you. Honesty is deeply ingrained in the culture, and as a highborn, Tatiana strives to be infallibly honest, as a matter of basic self-respect and honor. She understands the concepts of deception, tries not to judge other races for it, and knows how to spot a lie more often than not, but she does not, herself, lie. Rules of Engagement: As the Elite, Tatiana holds herself to some unreasonable standards of what does and does not constitute honorable combat. She will not attack an opponent unawares (though planting an explosive charge on them to detonate should they attack is fair game), she will not decline a duel, and will generally conduct herself at the highest standards of honor in combat even if it puts her at a disadvantage or her opponent does not extend the same courtesy. A Sword To Protect: The Sword of the Elite was once a tool of indiscriminate slaughter, its raw power corroding the honor and basic humanity of its wielders. High-ranking Murian officials were educated in the standards required if they were ever called upon to take up the blade. The most sacred among them is that the sword exists to protect, not destroy, and it exists in service to others, not to self. She will never draw the sword except to defend another, not even to defend herself. If her motivations would be impure, if drawing the sword would mean drawing it in anger or revenge, then she won't draw the sword. Incoming: It is generally frowned upon to go about daily life carrying an ancient super weapon, and wearing the equivalent of power armor on your back. As such, she spends more time without her equipment than with. While she can call them by remote, it can take some time for them to arrive. How she holds out until then is another matter. Stupid Batteries: The Wings of Muras are a tremendously powerful source of energy, but without it, she only has so much to work with. Her sword can only operate so long on internal power, and even her arm can run dry without a power source. Mechanical Arm: Tatiana's left arm is not flesh and blood. Instead, it's very obviously robotic, making disguises rather difficult, but also having its own drawbacks, such as requiring power, not being able to recover naturally, and being susceptible to EMPs and the like. Abilities: 8 + 8 + 8 + 14 + 10 + 10 = 58PP Strength: 18 (+4) Dexterity: 18 (+4) Constitution: 18 (+4) Intelligence: 24 (+7) Wisdom: 20 (+5) Charisma: 20 (+5) Combat: 8 + 8 = 16PP Initiative: +4 (+4 Dex) Attack: +8 Melee, +4 Ranged (+4 Base, +4 Attack Focus: Melee) Grapple: +12 (+18 with Sword of the Justicar) Defense: +10 (+4 Base, +6 Dodge Focus), +2 Flat-Footed Knockback: -5 (-3 flat-footed) Saving Throws: 3 + 1 + 3 = 7PP Toughness: +10 (+4 Con, +4 Defensive Roll, +2 Protection) Fortitude: +7 (+4 Con, +3) Reflex: +5 (+4 Dex, +1) Will: +8 (+5 Wis, +3) Skills: 92R=23PP Acrobatics 1 (+5) Computers 3 (+10) Diplomacy 5 (+10) Escape Artist 1 (+5) Gather Information 5 (+10) Intimidate 5 (+10) Investigate 1 (+8) Knowledge: Tactics 13 (+20) Knowledge: Galactic Lore 3 (+10) Language 2: Delaztri (Native), Galstandard, English Notice 15 (+20) Pilot 6 (+10) Ride 1 (+5) Search 1 (+8) Sense Motive 15 (+20) Craft: Artistic 3 (+10) Perform: Stringed 5 (+10) Perform: Dance 5 (+10) Knowledge: History 1 (+8) Knowledge: Art 1 (+8) Feats: 15PP Attack Focus: Melee 4 Defensive Roll 2 Dodge Focus 6 Eidetic Memory Master Plan 2 Powers: 16 + 15 = 31PP Device 4 (Wings of Muras; 20PP Container, Flaws: Hard-to-lose) [16 PP] Feature 3 (Communicator, Power Supply, Remote Control) [3PP] (Standard Equipment, Tech) Flight 3 (50 MPH/500 fpm) [6PP] (Hover, Tech) Immunity 9 (Life Support) [9PP] (Environment Field, Tech) Protection 2 [2PP] (Energy Shield, Tech) Device 5 (Sword of the Elite; 25PP Container, Flaws: Easy-to-lose) [15 PP] Sword of the Elite (Tech, Laser; 20PP Array Feats: Alternate Power 5) [25PP] Base Power: Damage 10 (Extra: Area [100' Cone]) {20/20PP} (Sword of the Conqueror, Laser, Tech) Alternate Power: Damage 2 (Extra: Autofire [6], Penetrating [6]; Feats: Accurate 3, Homing 2, Mighty) {20/20PP} (Sword of the Legion, Laser, Tech) Alternate Power: Damage 6 (Feats: Accurate, Extended Reach 5, Knockback 5, Mighty, Subtle, Triggered: Target Attacks) {20/20PP} (Sword of the Diplomat, Tech, Kinetic) Alternate Power: Damage 6 (Feats: Accurate, Improved Range, Mighty; Linked: Elongation 4 [Extra: Projection; Flaw: Limited: Sword], Super-Strength 2 [Flaw: Limited: Sword]) {15/20PP} (Sword of the Justicar, Tech, Laser) Alternate Power: Damage 8 (Feats: Affects Insubstantial 2, Improved Critical 2, Mighty, Variable Descriptor 2) {15/20PP} (Sword of the Master, Tech, Variable) Alternate Power: Drain Strength 12 (Feats: Slow Fade 4 (1 hour)) {16/20PP} (Sword of the Merciful, Tech, Electric) DC Block: ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed +8 Touch DC19 Toughness (Staged) Damage (Physical) Sword of the Conqueror 100' Cone DC20 Reflex/DC25 Toughness (Staged) Damage (Laser) Sword of the Legion +14 Touch DC21 Toughness (Staged) Damage (Laser) Sword of the Diplomat +10 Touch DC25 Toughness (Staged) Damage (Kinetic) Sword of the Justicar +10 Touch DC25 Toughness (Staged) Damage (Laser) Sword of the Master +8 Touch DC27 Toughness (Staged) Damage (Variable) Sword of the Merciful +8 Touch DC22 Fortitude (Staged) Drain Strength (Electric) Totals: Abilities (58) + Combat (16) + Saving Throws (7) + Skills (23) + Feats (15) + Powers (31) - Drawbacks (0) = 150/156 Power Points
  23. Made a new thread for this for more focused discussions. This is a character who is imbued with a portion of the power of Sun Wukong The Monkey King, but not possessed or inhabited by said being. In time this character will grow more powerful, but for now he's sort of like a "paragon lite" or some such. Player Name: KnightDisciple Character Name: Sun Walker, Exceedingly Prime Savant-Warrior Power Level: 10 (150/150PP) Trade-Offs: +5 Attack / -5 Damage (Unarmed); +2 Defense / -2 Toughness Unspent Power Points: 0 Progress To Platinum Status: 0/120 In Brief: A young Chinese-American man imbued with a fragment of power from Sun Wukong, the Monkey King, Sun Walker now walks the Earth and travels the cosmos, championing the defenseless and often causing trouble for those uptight villainous sorts! Theme: Thunderball, Johnny Cash Catchphrase: "Pardon me." Alternate Identity: Daniel Jeremiah Lee Identity: Secret (On Earth); Semi-Secret (In Space) Birthplace: Seattle, Washington, USA Occupation: Electrical Power and Energy Engineer at Diablo Canyon Power Plant (Earth/Terra); Wandering Adventurer and Hero, Occasional Electrician (Galaxy Beyond Terra) Residence: San Luis Obispo, California, USA (Earth/Terra); *To Be Determined* Base of Operations: *To Be Determined* Affiliations: California Polytechnic State University (alma mater); Diablo Canyon Power Plant (employer); Institute of Electrical and Electronic Engineers (IEEE) Power and Energy Society (member); IEEE Power Electronics Society (member); Association of Energy Engineers (member); *To Be Determined* Family: Brian Lee (Father; Deceased); Alison Lee (Mother, Deceased); Heng Lee (Paternal Grandfather; Deceased); Bao Lee (Paternal Grandmother; Deceased); Chun Zhang (Maternal Grandfather; Deceased); Mei Zhang (Maternal Grandmother; Deceased); Sun Wukong (Distant Ancestor) Description: Age: 34 (DoB: August 21, 1980) Apparent Age: Late 20s to Early 30's Gender: Male Ethnicity: Chinese Height: 5'8" (normal); 6'3" (transformed) Weight: 160lbs (normal); 200lbs (transformed) Eyes: Brown (normal); Gold (transformed) Hair: Dark Brown (normal); Black (transformed) Daniel Jeremiah Lee is a man of fairly average, if athletic, height and build. His brown hair is kept in a simple and fairly short haircut of no real distinction. When working at Diablo Canyon, he is typically found in one of the rugged blue work jumpsuits all the technicians, electricians, and engineers seem to sport. On occasion he dons a suit (primarily for important meetings), but more commonly he wears well-kept jeans and a nicer shirt. This same style tends to blend over into his (self-admittedly limited) social life. When at martial arts practice he wears a fairly traditional black-with-white-accents outfit. When off in space, Daniel tends to wear more casual clothing, with jeans and a t-shirt being his most "formal" in most cases, and often wearing worn, rugged work pants, or some iteration of sport-style clothing, when living and working on the ship. Sometimes he is seen wearing his martial arts practice outfit. When in the form of Sun Walker, he is a radically different person, at least as far as looks go. His overall body grows several inches and gains several pounds of pure muscle. His build is still lean and favors speed and flexibility over raw power, but it's undeniably the physique of a warrior. His hair turns black, becomes rather spiky and wild, and grows to the point it gains some volume and reaches almost to the bottom of his shoulder blades. It also includes sideburns that blend into modest mutton chops. Much of his body becomes covered in a fine dark red fur, though his fingers, neck, and face are left bare. From the base of his spine sprouts a tail (just like a monkey) that he normally keeps wrapped snugly around his waist, though it can quickly and easily extend to surprising lengths. His outfit in this form is just as unique and flashy as his general appearance.His feet bear open-toe leather sandals that look to be quite sturdy. He wears pants that are a dark golden color, with a sash at the waist of a matching fabric and shade, the two ends sitting on the left side of his waist, hanging down about a foot or so. Over his torso is only a vest, bearing patterns depicting monkeys and apes frolicking about. His arms bear dark blue wristbands that look to be soft-boiled leather. Power Descriptions: Daniel has been imbued with a fragment of the power of Sun Wukong, the Monkey King. However, at this time his mortal body cannot handle that power around the clock, and so it will lie "dormant" unless he calls upon it. When he does call up his power, it takes him a few moments of meditative concentration. Once transformed, Daniel, or Sun Walker as he prefers to be called in that guise, is a specimen of physical power. While certainly not as strong and tough as some of the true powerhouses of Earth (and beyond), he is more than capable of holding his own, with his bare hands, against any number of foes. The supernatural level of skill in martial arts he seems to possess certainly contributes to this. Of course, this strength is coupled with a body that is also much hardier and agile, as well. And with that agility comes a superhuman speed, one that lets him match a high-performance car. Coupled with his natural ability to crawl and move about on most surfaces, and the three-dimensional movement options his incredibly strong tail brings, and while Sun Walker cannot fly, he can come quite close to it in most circumstances. His skin is tough enough he can often shrug off small arms fire, and his system actually needs very little in the way of oxygen input. In effect, he can "hold his breath" for huge amounts of time, surviving in hostile enough conditions that he might as well not need to breath at all. Further, the same power and vigor that lets him move and fight long and survive more lets him laugh off extreme pressures, either high or low. In effect, he could walk on the floor of an ocean or the surface of an airless rock and not really care that much. It might chap his lips a bit. History: All of Daniel's grandparents immigrated to the United States with their families at a young age. Circumstances and coincidence (Heng often called it "fate") meant that even as they all worked hard to make it in the "Land of Opportunity", they ended up finding each other. The two couples were, at first, separated quite a bit, but time and children meant they all ended up in the same town. Then Brian and Alison met, and the rest, as they often say, is history. While Daniel's grandparents all worked blue-collar jobs of one stripe or another (with Chun doing a bit of teaching in a local martial arts dojo for a long time on the side), Brian was an accountant, and Alison an up-and-comer in the rapidly-growing Silicon Valley industry. While neither of them became truly rich, they were both quite comfortable, and more than able to provide for their only child, Daniel, who ended up pursuing an engineering degree, which certainly has never been cheap. Daniel found himself excelling in the engineering program at California Polytechnic State University. In particular, he found that he had a strong knack for working with electrical systems; he noted more than once that it just came naturally to him. His excellence in academics meant it wasn't overly trying for him to find work once he graduated. His first job was a fairly minor one at a power plant not far from CPSU, but between his outstanding performance and his membership in multiple professional societies, it wasn't too long before he began working at a nearby nuclear power plant. However, things inevitably weren't perfect. While he certainly wasn't anti-social, Daniel had trouble creating deeper connections with most people, coworkers or otherwise. Some part of himself always felt a bit restless, but he could never pin down over what. So he settled for just being the friendly, helpful guy at work who was really, really good at his job. But just a few years ago, Brian Lee was involved in a car accident that left him partially crippled and in ill health. Daniel helped pay for his parents to move in with him, and he did what he could to help both his father and his mother (who was partially retired, but was herself having some health problems). Unfortunately, the damage from the accident took its toll, and within a year, Brian passed away. Daniel coped, barely, but his mother wasn't quite the same afterwards. She tried, and for a while things were going better, but she contracted a bad case of the flu that morphed into a case of pneumonia. Just under two years after Brian passed away, so did Alison, leaving Daniel with no living family in the country. His second cousins and more distant uncles and other family all lived in China, with many of them in Hong Kong. Daniel took an extended trip (he had quite a bit of vacation saved up) to see them and try to connect, but ultimately felt more comfortable back home in the States. He and his family continued to exchange the occasional letter, but it was definitely a case of "living in different worlds". Of course, sometimes it’s the more distant relations that bring the most interesting times to your life. Daniel learned that all too well the night he laid down for sleep like normal, and awoke to meet his distant ancestor. It was about a month after his mother passed away that he “woke up†one evening sitting in the lotus position on a rock in a clearing in the midst of a beautiful forest. It took him a few moments to realize there was another person sitting across from him. A person who seemed an odd blend of monkey and human. Before Daniel could connect the dots himself, the “visitor†introduced himself: Sun Wukong, the Monkey King, the Great Sage Equal To Heaven. And Daniel’s many-times-removed grandfather. Sun had apparently taken an interest not only in Daniel himself, but just as importantly in the things Daniel would be doing with his life soon enough. So Sun had decided to grant Daniel a small fragment of his own mighty power, an infusion that would latch onto Daniel’s blood relation to the King to make him powerful in his own right. Daniel had to take a bit of time to consider, but he ultimately accepted. Sun Wukong leveled no charge or demands on how Daniel would use his power, but the ancient being’s eyes glittered with amusement (and perhaps a touch of pride?) when Daniel stated his intent to use this offered power to help others. Though the belly laugh Sun gave when Daniel said he would protect the people in “his area†was a bit unnerving. Daniel awoke from that dream feeling mostly the same. For about a week. And then, somehow, he knew just how to change his form to the more powerful one granted to him. And more than that, he knew, at least in general, the limits of this new form. Still, he took the soonest opportunity to go out to the forest and test his abilities. He found a new thrill in them, and took a couple of months to not only grow familiar with his powers, but also to try and sharpen his personal fighting skills. His ancestor’s gifts certainly gave him a boost to his skills, but he wanted to ensure that as much as possible was his own. Finally, not that long ago, Sun Walker debuted on the scene in California as an up-and-coming superhero. Though he has denied actually joining the Champions, he did make sure to maintain friendly contact with them. Sun Walker has been showing up all over, his flashy style and unique appearance a bit at odds with his calm and quiet demeanor. Still, he’s the sort of sight to inspire hope in anyone not committing a major crime. Now if only Daniel could shake that sense of needing to still be on the move without a solid sense of where to move to... Personality & Motivation: Daniel is a fairly quiet, humble sort of guy. He likes his job as an electrical engineer, takes joy in it. He’s friendly enough with coworkers and friends, but isn’t really close to anyone since his parents passed away. If left to his own devices, Daniel might read a book, tinker with an electronics board or some other electrical knick-knack, or perhaps watch a movie. He tends to be a man of few words, but when he does speak, it carries a bit of gravity, as if each word is carefully weighed and measured before being offered up. That’s not to say he never engages in small talk or friendly chats; rather, in work-related meetings or other more serious contexts, Daniel isn’t always talking, but if he is, he’s doing so for a reason beyond hearing his own voice. When out and about as Sun Walker, Daniel is...actually still pretty quiet. He’s learned that this can unintentionally unnerve some criminals. After all, a lot of heroes tend to be pretty talkative, even in a fight. When Sun Walker wades in with fist, foot, and tail, a slight smile on his face but barely more than a short call for surrender or a few words with the authorities, it makes them wonder what’s going on in that head of his. That’s not to say he purposefully sets out to scare criminals in the same way some heroes do; instead, it’s a byproduct of his naturally quiet and friendly personality that has an unexpected result. With that said, Daniel can be as serious as any other hero if innocents are placed under mortal threat. On a less serious vector, he can prove to be something of a “neat freakâ€, and tends to “zone out†others if he’s working on an engaging electrical problem or project. He isn’t quite a perfectionist, but he’s close enough that all those tendencies combined make him a bit testy if there’s a lot of overtime going into a huge deadline project at the Plant. Or if something else is going wrong that gets dumped in his lap. He’s the sort who simply has to finish a project, so he can get a bit touchy if he thinks others are shirking duty altogether. On the flip side, he has a tendency to apologize even when he doesn't need to, or politely excuse himself as he wades through the midst of a metahuman brawl. Powers & Tactics: When stripped down to basics, Daniel’s powers ultimately make him really, really good at two things at this time: fighting with his bare hands, and moving around. With the former, his general physical fitness, finesse, and strength are boosted to the high end of peak human, and he is able to comfortably survive any pressure conditions, breath any atmospheric condition, and even walk unaided in the vacuum of space. His skin is superhumanly tough, though compared to many heroes some might consider him rather vulnerable. Of course, just landing a hit on him can be a trying thing; the infusion of power from Sun Wukong also brought with it an infusion of skills, leaving him not only much better at a related forms of fighting. In particular, he possesses notable skills in Xingzhemen, Nanhouquan, Da Sheng Pi Gua Men, and Ng Ga Kuen styles. He is not at the level of a true Master yet, but he has more skill than even his years of practice with his grandfather could have given him. Combined with this potent increase in skill in attacking an opponent is an increase in the ability to avoid even being struck in combat; Sun Walker proves himself a canny opponent and slippery target to all but the most skilled of foes. More obviously supernatural is his incredible speed, sufficient to match the fastest cars in the world, but on foot! Further, he can call up enough of the supernatural cloud-walking that his progenitor possessed to keep himself from falling easily to his death. That same inheritance makes it easy for him to clamber on all but the slickest of surfaces. Of course, the extendable prehensile tail he sprouts at the base of his spine makes it even easier to get around. It is deft enough to aid him in combat, either as an additional striking limb, or a way to disturb an opponent’s footing. Yet it is strong enough to carry his body weight, such that he can easily move about many environments as if swinging on the grapnel of a darker, more brooding hero. Combined with the tail itself is his ability to morph the appearance and structure of his body to show a different, more “royal†look. Not only does it mark him as the get of the Monkey King, and as an appointed champion of that mischievous demigod, it also changes his appearance enough that anyone who knows Daniel Lee would have a great deal of trouble figuring out that he was also Sun Walker. A less combat-oriented gift is his ability to speak to any being whose biology/nature/essence is that of stone and rock, owing to the Monkey King’s origins as a statue of rock. As well, that same heritage allows him to naturally speak to monkeys, apes, and other beings of similar nature (but not extending quite so far as to speak any humanoid or hominid languages). His most subtle power is that of fortune. In particular, misfortune visited upon his foes, causing them to suffer mishaps at critical moments. It’s not as potent or as powerful as some who wield the winds of fate and chance, but in a critical moment of a fight it might be just the thing someone needs to survive. As for tactics in a fight, thus far Sun Walker has found that “move around a lot and punch guys really hard in the face or other appropriately vulnerable point†is a pretty solid tactic. Other than his mastery over the whims of luck, Sun Walker doesn’t have any “fancy tricksâ€. He’s just really good at moving around and fighting unarmed, and thus he tends to do a multitude of variations on that particular theme. Complications: That's A Bit Slick: While many surfaces are able to be scaled by Sun Walker's power, surfaces that are sufficiently smooth and seamless may prove difficult or impossible for him to properly scale. This may vary depending on the situation, and should be up to the discretion of the GM whether it's impossible, or imposes a penalty to his climbing speed and ability, and thus merit the award of a Hero Point. Not Much Of A Swimmer: Sun Walker can breathe under water just fine, and could conceivably move and run about on the floor of a river, lake, or ocean. And technically he's got positive buoyancy. But he's just not very good at moving and fighting under the waves, a legacy of his ancestor's stony nature and even more severe weakness to water-based combat. A GM might award a Hero Point for applying penalties to Sun and his combat while moving about under water, even if he wears a diving suit or the like (as the issue is something less tangible than just "I can't float" or "I can't breath"). Shady Heritage: Sun Wukong was a bit of a scamp while he walked the Earth, and his ascension meant he could, on occasion, spread that wanton delight in jokes and pranks to other places in the cosmos. Sun Walker might be recognized, in one way or another, as related to the Monkey King, and thus the GM might award a Hero Point if social situations or the like are complicated by the rather mixed reputation of Sun's fore-bearer. He's a Damn Dirty Ape: Some folks might find Sun Walker's nature as a (seeming) human-ape hybrid objectionable, and thus be disinclined to acquiesce to his requests or otherwise prove even minutely helpful. Whether on Earth or abroad among the stars. A GM might provide a Hero Point if Sun's simian nature provides trouble in one way or another for himself and/or his companions. Lots of Nits to Pick: Sun Wukong was generally a good-ish guy while he walked the Earth, but he certainly stirred up trouble. More than that, he laid low quite a few rather nefarious sorts who didn't quite go all the way to "dead", or have nasty habits of reversing that condition. Even the intervening champions between the King and Sun Walker who fought some of those folks couldn't get them all put down. So it's quite possible various demons, sorcerers, and other ill-doers of all manner of stripes might crop up in Sun Walker's life. A GM might award a Hero Point if one or more of these old foes of the Great Sage try to take down Sun Walker in lieu of striking down his ancestor, and thus bring trouble (and probably a fight) to the door of Sun and his friends and allies. Abilities: 4 + 4 + 4 + 2 + 6 + 0 = 20PP Strength: 20/14 (+5/+2) Dexterity: 22/14 (+6/+2) Constitution: 20/14 (+5/+2) Intelligence: 12 (+1) Wisdom: 16 (+3) Charisma: 10 (+0) Combat: 6 + 6 = 12PP Initiative: +2/+6 Attack: +15/+6 Unarmed, +9/+4 Melee, +7/+3 Ranged Grapple: +21/+18/+6 Defense: +12/+6 (+6/+3 Base, +6/+3 Dodge Focus), +3/+1 Flat-Footed Knockback: -1/-4 Saving Throws: 3 + 4 + 5 = 12PP Toughness: +8/+2 (+5/+2 Con, +3 [Protection]) Fortitude: +8/+5 (+5/+2 Con, +3) Reflex: +10/+6 (+6/+2 Dex, +4) Will: +8 (+3 Wis, +5) Skills: 52R = 13PP Acrobatics 4 (+10/+6) Computers 6 (+7) Craft (Electronics) 9 (+10) Disable Device 6 (+7) Escape Artist 4 (+10/+6) Knowledge (Physical Sciences) 6 (+7) Knowledge (Technology) 6 (+7) Language 3 (English [Native], Cantonese Chinese, Mandarin Chinese, Galstandard) Notice 8 (+11) Feats: 7PP Attack Focus (Melee) Attack Specialization (Unarmed) Defensive Attack Dodge Focus 3 Power Attack Powers: 22 (8+6+8) + 5(2+3) + 8 + 10 (6(1+1+2+2)+4) + 10(4+6) + 35(6+8+6+4+3+8) = 90PP Fighting Buddha 4.4 (22PP Container [Passive, Permanent]) [22PP] (Celestial) Enhanced Attack 4 [8PP] Enhanced Defense 3 [6PP] Enhanced Feats 8 (Attack Focus (Melee) 1; Attack Specialization (Unarmed) 2; Dodge Focus 3; Improved Block; Improved Critical (Unarmed, 19-20)) [8PP] Gifted Tongue 1 (5PP Container [Passive, Permanent]) [5PP] (Celestial) Comprehend 2 (Speak to and Understand Animals; Flaws: Limited [Monkeys and Apes]) [2PP] Comprehend 3 (Speak and Understand All Languages at Once; Flaws: Limited [Languages of Stone/Rock-Based Life-Forms]) [3pp] Luck Control 1 (Force Re-Roll [Take Worse Result; Hero Point or GM Fiat to cancel]; Feats: Luck 5) [8PP] ("Monkey's Paw") Royal Countenance 2 (10PP Container [Passive, Permanent]) [10PP] (Celestial) Additional Limbs 1 (Prehensile Tail; Extras: Linked [Elongation], [Enhanced Feats], [super-Movement]) [1PP] + Elongation 2 (10 feet; Extras: Linked [Additional Limbs], [Enhanced Feats], [super-Movement]; Flaws: Limited [Prehensile Tail]) [1PP] +Enhanced Feats 2 (Improved Trip 2 (+8 bonus to trip); Extras: Linked [Additional Limbs], [Elongation], [super-Movement]) [2PP] +Super-Movement 1 (Swinging; Extras: Linked [Additional Limbs], [Elongation], [Enhanced Feats]) [2PP] Morph 4 (Single Form; Disguise Bonus +20) [4PP] (Celestial) Swift As A Horse 2 (10PP Container [Passive, Permanent]) [10PP] (Celestial) Speed 4 (100mph/1,000 feet per Move Action) [4PP] Super-Movement 3 (Slow Fall, Wall Crawling 2) [6PP] Vigor of the Sage 7 (35PP Container [Passive, Permanent]) [35PP] (Celestial) Enhanced Constitution 6 [6PP] Enhanced Dexterity 8 [8PP] Enhanced Strength 6 [6PP] Immunity 4 (All Suffoation, High Pressure, Vaccuum) [4PP] Protection 3 [3PP] Super-Strength 4 (Lifting Strength 40 [Heavy Load 3 tons]) [8PP] Drawbacks: Normal Identity [Full Round Action] (-4) = -4PP DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC17/20 Toughness (Staged) Damage (Physical) Totals: Abilities (20) + Combat (12) + Saving Throws (12) + Skills (13) + Feats (7) + Powers (90) - Drawbacks (-4) = 150/150 Power Points
  24. Player Name: HG Morrison Character Name: Roulette Power Level: 11/12 (181/185PP) Trade-Offs: -4 Attack / +4 Damage, +2 Defense / -2 Toughness Unspent Power Points: 4 In Brief: Conman who shoots optic blasts Alternate Identity: Stahnze Turk Identity: Public Birthplace: Zultas Occupation: Bounty Hunter Affiliations: The Voidrunners (Ruby Voxx and Bliss) Family: Leorio Turk (Father, Deceased), Sattara (Mother, Deceased) Description: Age: 28 (DoB: 1986 [April 22nd]) Gender: Male Ethnicity: Zultasian Height: 6'1 Weight: 205 lbs. Eyes: Blue Hair: Silver and Black Roulette is an purple skinned male with an athletic build. His short spiky silver hair is kept spiked owing to some dedicated time with hair care products. His typical clothing tends to favor exposing his arms to take in light better directly on the skin. On the job, Stahnze wears a custom made white jumpsuit that looks almost like militarized gear. He is known to wear a silver visor with a ruby lens. The visor an attachment system for Stahnze to add a portable rebreather. When either the rebreather or the environmental seal of the space suit are in use it appears much like a jade green transparent layer over his face. Power Descriptions: His Optic Blasts appear as if they were violet colored beams of coherent light. Appearing a bright red for those whom can see the infrared spectrum. And a dark blue for those who see under the ultraviolet spectrum. History: Stahnze Turk was born the son of a Star Knight and a lounge singer. The pair met while Leori (his father) was in the midst of an investigation and Sattara (his mother) was working in a bar in the seediest bit of Khanate claimed space. Leori was a rarity in that not many citizens of the Stellar Khanate were chosen as Star Knights. Few having deemed worthy by Mentor of having the strength of character required. Leori served his time as a Star Knight honorably, earning him about as many fans as could be expected in Kinan Kahn's empire. Which was to say none, at least none that could actively express much support publicly. At least until the Stellar Khanate went to war with the Lor. When Leori left to participate in the war, dying branded a traitor against the Khanate. When Stahnze was fourteen years old, his mother passed away from an untreatable coronary disease. Leaving him with no one left to care for him. Stahnze chose to spend his teenage years traversing the stars. Unfortunately living as a spacer required some sort of financial backing. Lacking a proper source of income he learned to rely on the kindness of strangers. Or rather manipulating said kindness to his own ends. Stahnze became an interstellar confidence man. Funding his travels by tricking others out of their hard earned gains. Stahnze actually began to get a taste for the luxurious as he began to accrue wealth. In response to his burgeoning craving of the high life his crimes began to get more extravagant attracting more unwanted attention his way. Such attention lead to Stahnze being captured by members of the Stellar Khanate crime syndicate as retribution for scamming one of their members out of a substantial sum. The crime syndicate handed Stahne over over to an underground military research team that worked directly for Star Kahn. Their research seeking to create living weapons for the glory of the Khanate. The researchers thoroughly modified and experimented on Stahnze. With tremendous results as Stahnze became able to metabolize photons around him into coherent beams of concussive force fired out of his eyes. Before any further research could be conducted on the full capability of his powers, Stahnze used his new ability to blast his way out of the facility. Leaving the entire location in shambles, with the research data fully destroyed. As a free man again, Stahnze resumed pulling off massive confidence jobs. Tricking criminal and lawman alike out of many a profit. For as good as he was at acquiring money with his scams, Stahnze was equally lacking in business savvy. Accruing a massive debt with some bad investments through various criminal contacts. His face became a common sight on many a bounty poster soon after. Bounty hunters were usually caught off guard by proper misdirection or a well placed optic blast. To Stahnze's credit, he never harmed a civilian while on the run. There was definite amounts of collateral damage as he destroyed the environment all willy nilly to escape capture. But, Stahnze kept enough control to avoid catching anyone he wasn't targeting in the crossfire. It became so costly to chase after him that Bounty hunters began to actively avoid going after Stahnze's bounty. With the notable exception of a bounty hunter by the name of Ruby Voxx. Stahnze considered her the most relentless bounty hunter to chase him down. If he lingered for too long, she would be hot on his heels soon after. Keeping the conman looking over his shoulder everywhere he went. This dichotomy continued on for years. Everything changing when Stahnze went to the planet Un-Sabnur. Stahnze lost a card game in a small bar and had to rely on his charm to avoid being bifurcated after admitting he did not have the money to pay the amount he owed. Ranark the winner of the game agreed not to kill Stahnze. Stahnze just had to return the payment in triplicate. With Ranark having already chosen the means for Stahnze to gain the money. Ranark was a former gladiator in the planet's famed coliseum. After retiring he became the cruel overseer of the current crop of gladiators on the planet. Seeking to earn a big pay day, he wanted Stahnze to drug the current gladiatorial champion's latest challenger. In all betting pools Bliss, the current champion, was the massive underdog going into the fight. So a bet in support of Bliss would have paid substantially had she won the fight. Rather than leave things up to chance, Ranark wanted Stahnze to provide him a guarantee. Before Stahnze could accomplish the poisoning he was caught in the act by Bliss. Barely managing to escape capture he made a run for it in the process alerting more of the gladiators of the commotion. Bliss was accused as Stahnze's co-conspirator by Ranark who spun the story around to cover himself. Disgraced gladiator Bliss sought to clear her name, escaping in the heat of night rather than face an undeserved punishment. Her plan to catch Stahnze and beat a confession out of him. While Bliss was chasing Stahnze through Space, so too was Ruby Voxx in hot pursuit of the two "partners in crime." A pursuit which ended with all of them crash landing on a remote planet called Slogth in the rim of Lor and Stellar Khanate territory. Though Voxx had technically caught her quarry upon landing, it left the three stranded on a planet they knew nothing about. The locals had actually intended on hiring a trio of famed warriors for hire named the Voidwalkers to defend them against the Nebula crime syndicate whom wanted to invade the village for its herbs that could be used to manufacture a new drug. Unbeknownst to the locals the Voidwalkers were merely characters in an old Earth sci fi show that had somehow streamed on to their planet. When Ruby Voxx informed them that her ship was called the Voidrunner, the locals jumped to the conclusion that these three were apart of the Voidwalkers. It didn't hurt that Stahnze looked like one of the cast members from the show whose character was known as Roulette. Compounded further by his willingness to propagate the lie. All three of them found it prudent to not get slaughtered by the invading force, so they played along. Bliss, Roulette, and Ruby Voxx worked together actually managing to fend off the criminal syndicate's invasion. Surviving with some parts ingenuity and more parts luck. Roulette actually rather enjoyed doing the right thing for once, and conceded with Bliss's request (threatening glare) that they refuse the payment for protecting the village. Voxx then put forward the idea that they not let the teamwork end there, and officially take upon the Voidwalkers banner. With Voxx agreeing to "handle" the issue of their prior crimes and bounties, so long as they didn't betray her in the future. And thus the Voidwalkers were formed Personality & Motivation: Roulette has spent most his life as an arrogant self-serving jerk. The only thing that has really changed is he's a bit less self serving. Roulette abhors violence, claiming it makes him look unprofessional and will always attempt to talk his way out of a fight if he can. A consummate liar preferring to use his silver tongue rather than a weapon. His more negative qualities are hidden behind a thin veneer of politeness. But, Roulette consciously chooses proper etiquette solely when it suits whatever his current needs. Preferring to rudely unnerve those around him. However, Roulette is not without his positive traits. He enjoys the feeling that comes from helping people, even if he'll never admit it. He has a massive soft spot for children. To the point that all one needs to do is tell them a child would be in danger and he's willing to be a hand. Despite his willingness to manipulate even his own teammates, there is a burgeoning sense of loyalty growing towards them. Powers & Tactics: Roulette's body is able to metabolize ambient energy from photons found in the environment around him. He is then able to release that energy in a coherent beam of light. The beam has no apparent heat or recoil to it relying on concussive force instead. The more power put into a beam the more concentration it takes to sustain, making more powerful blasts difficult to aim. Roulette prefers to avoid combat whenever possible. Relying on his wits and sharp tongue to manipulate foes. Feeling that a good con never need raise his hands. Acting as support for his teammates on the defensive instead. If pushed to the offensive Roulette eschews finesse for fire superiority to end things as quickly as possible. His Optic Blasts operate on principles similar to lasers. Making it possible for Roulette to refract the beam, fire it off with blinding speed, as well as taking advantage of reflective surfaces to hit multiple foes or attack from unexpected angles. Complications: Body Heat: While not running any hotter than normal, his body emits a far larger heat signature than normal. This can lead to issues in hiding from those able to track or distinguish heat signatures. Or worse heat seeking weaponry. Enemies: In Roulette's less than stellar days he accrued a large number of enemies. Even with his debts settled by Ruby Voxx, many of them still feel as if they have a reason to come after his head. Look where you're pointing that thing: Prolonged use of his powers has begun to erode Roulette's vision. If a GM feels like temporarily blinding him or sticking the Uncontrolled flaw on his optic blasts during a "blind" episode it would make sense. Mirror, Mirror on the Wall: Roulette's optic blasts take on many of the properties of lasers. Including being able to bounce of reflective surfaces. Unfortunately, this can be used against him with his own blasts being refracted or reflected in a direction he doesn't want if an opponent is prepared to deal with him. Power Loss: When away from a light source for too long, Roulette can use up his reserves of solar and ambient energy with repeated firings of his optic blasts. Leaving him with a lack available access to his energy source for a recharge. Furthermore, being low on his energy reserves can also make those last few shots an exhausting affair. Rose Tinted Glasses: Roulette is color blind. He sees everything only in shades of red. Although he has naturally adapted over time this still provides ample opportunity for the GM to be devious Abilities: 0 + 6 + 8 + 10 + 10 + 10 = 44PP Strength: 10 (+0) Dexterity: 16 (+3) Constitution: 18 (+4) Intelligence: 20 (+5) Wisdom: 20 (+5) Charisma: 20 (+5) Combat: 8 + 10 = 18PP Initiative: +3 Attack: +4 Base, +7 Ranged Grapple: +4 Defense: +13 (+5 Base, +8 Dodge Focus), +3 Flat-Footed Knockback: -4 Saving Throws: 3 + 4 + 2 = 9PP Toughness: +9 (+4 Con, +5 Space Suit) Fortitude: +7 (+4 Con, +3) Reflex: +7 (+3 Dex, +4) Will: +7 (+5 Wis, +2) Skills: 80R = 20PP Bluff 14 (+19) Concentration 4 (+9) Diplomacy 5 (+10) Disable Device 5 (+10) Knowledge (Behavioral Sciences) 8 (+13) Knowledge (Galactic Lore) 4 (+9) Knowledge (Tactics) 10 (+15) Language 4 ( Galstandard, Grue, Jerreid, Khanate [Native], Lor ) Notice 5 (+10) Pilot 6 (+9) Sense Motive 10 (+15) Sleight of Hand 5 (+8) Feats: 37PP Accurate Attack Attack Focus (Ranged) 3 Beginner's Luck Benefit 2 (Use Tactics to Set up a Surprise Attack, or to Detect Ambush/Avoid Feint) Distract (Bluff) Dodge Focus 8 Equipment 5 Fascinate (Bluff) Improved Aim Inspire 5 Leadership Luck 3 Master Plan 2 Power Attack Set-Up Taunt Equipment: 5PP = 23/25 EP Lock Release Gun [1EP] Multi-Tool [1EP] Space Pod The ORPod [21EP]Size: Huge [2EP]Strength 30Toughness 9Defense -2Features: Alarm 1 (DC 20) , Communications, Computer, Living Space, Navigation System 1 (+5 Nav)Powers: [14] Flight 5 ( 250 mph ) [10EP]Super Movement 2 (Space Travel 2) [4EP] Powers: 12 + 1 + 37 + 1 + 2 = 53PP Device 3 (15PP, Hard to Lose]) [12PP] (Lor Spacesuit) Immunity 9 ( Life Support ) [9PP] Protection 5 [5PP] Super-Senses 1 ( Infravsision ) [1PP] Immunity 1 ( Own Powers ) [1PP] Optic Blast Array ( 34PP Array Feat: Alternate Power 3 ) [37PP] Base Power: Damage 15 ( Extra: Range [Ranged]; Feats: Improved Critical 2, Precise, Ricochet 1 [1 Bounce] ) (Optic Blast) {34/34} Alternate Power: Damage 11 ( Extras: Area [General, 60-110-220' Cone]; Feat: Progression, Decrease Area 5, Progression, Increase Area 1 )(Wide Angle Optic Blast) {28/34} Alternate Power: Damage 11 ( Extras: Area [General, 5x275' Line]; Feat: Progression, Decrease Area 5, Progression, Increase Area 1 )(Optic Beam) {22/34} Alternate Power: Damage 11 ( Extras: Area [General, 55-110' Burst], Range [Ranged], Selective Attack; Feat: Progression, Increase Area 1; Flaw: Action [Action] )(Optic Bank Shot) {34/34} Quickness 3 ( Perform Routine Tasks at x10 Speed; Flaw: Limited to Trigonometry [-2] ) [1PP] Super-Movement 1 ( Slow-Fall ) [2PP] (Optic Blast Landing) Drawbacks: (-0) + (-0) = -0PP DC Block ATTACK RANGE DC EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC15 Toughness Damage (Physical) Optic Beam 5x275’ Line DC21 Reflex DC26 Toughness Damage (Bludgeon/Light) Optic Blast Ranged DC30 Toughness Damage (Bludgeon/Light) Optic Bank Shot 55-100’ Burst DC21 Reflex DC26 Toughness Damage (Bludgeon/Light) Wide Angle Optic Blast 60-110-220’ Cone DC21 Reflex DC26 Toughness Damage (Bludgeon/Light) Totals: Abilities (44) + Combat (18) + Saving Throws (9) + Skills (20) + Feats (37) + Powers (53) - Drawbacks (0) = 181/185 Power Points
  25. Player Name Thievish Character Name: Paradigm Power Level: 15 (242/250PP) [254] Trade-Offs: -3 Def/+3 Toughness; -3 Atk/+3 Damage (+3 Atk/-3 Damage for Heat Vision) Unspent Power Points: 8 In Brief: An alien paragon who defended an ancient space empire, recently revived after two millennium in suspended animation. Alternate Identity: Amara Val-Ren Identity: Public Birthplace: Naram Prime Occupation: Former Praetorian of the Delaztri Empire; Current Imperatrix of the Praetorians Affiliations: Praetorians Family: Daar Val-Ren (brother - deceased) Age: 45 (DOB: over 2,000 years ago) Apparent Age: 20 Gender: Female Height: 5’ 8” Weight: 3,000 lbs Eyes: Yellow Hair: Dark Purple/Black Paradigm, like others of her race, has skin that is a dark orange in color. Her hair, which she wears down past her shoulders, is black mixed with dark purple and her eyes are a dark yellow. Slightly taller than average, she has a lithe build, which disguises her true strength. Paradigm's costume is a full length white bodysuit, with black diamonds on the shoulders, upper chest and back, which were surrounded by golden yellow trim. Black gloves go up almost the length of each forearms, and her black boots go halfway up her calves, both also having golden yellow trim. A long, black cape completes the outfit. Power Descriptions: Paradigm's already alien physiology was radically altered by the enhancement treatment she underwent over two thousand years ago. Her body's density was greatly increased, making her far stronger and tougher than the normal members of her species, but without any visible change to her appearance. History: Over two thousand years ago, the Delaztri Empire ruled an area of space encompassing hundreds of worlds. After more expansive conquests centuries earlier, the Empire’s growth had greatly slowed, the Empire turning away from aggressive expansion and instead focusing on governing the diverse races within its borders. What little growth that continued to occur was mainly the result of diplomacy, and planets choosing to peacefully integrate into the Empire, looking to gain the benefits of Delaztri rule. During this time, the greatest defenders of the Delaztri Empire were the Praetorians (the closest English/Lor translation of the original title), an organization consisting of hundreds of individuals of incredible power, recruited among the many different races within the Empire’s boarders. Amara Val-Ren was born on Naram, a planet long under the rule of the Delaztri. Amara's people were genetically stronger and tougher than many other humanoid species, with members of the species chosen to undergo genetic and radiation treatments to produce powerful members of the Praetorians. The numbers of Naram subjected to such treatments were usually kept low by the Delaztri, for fear of creating a force of superpowered Naram that might choose to depose them. Amara's older brother, Daar, had been selected to join the Praetorians when she was still a young girl, eventually rising to be one of the leading members of the organization. Inspired by her brother, Amara dedicated herself to trying to earn the right to undergo the enhancement treatments and become a member of the Praetorians as well. When Amara had reached her thirty-fifth cycle (roughly about eighteen for a human), she competed in a contest with other Naram for the honor of being selected for the enhancement treatment and membership in the Praetorians. Although the various trials were grueling, Amara managed to finish ahead of the other competitors, earning herself the chance to follow in her older brother's footsteps. Amara left Naram behind, traveling to the seat of the empire to undergo the enhancement treatment. The process was painful, but resulted in the young Naram's body density vastly increasing, with no outward change to her appearance. Her natural strength and durability were vastly increased, with Amara also developing the ability to fly, even through the cold expanse of space, and to survive unharmed in almost any environment. It was not long after that Amara was inducted as a member of the Praetorians, joining her older brother in defending the empire. For the next five years, she served loyally, facing numerous dangers as a Praetorian. Then, a new enemy appeared at the boarders of the empire, pushing quickly into Delzatri space, and swatting aside the initial responses from the Delzatri Navy and the Praetorians. Ultimately, the entire might of the Praetorians was thrown at this threat and following several climatic battles, the enemy was defeated and driven from Delzatri space. But the victory came at a high price. Just over three quarters of the Praetorians were dead before the enemy was finally repulsed, including Daar Val-Ren. As the few dozen weary and battered survivors made their way back from the front, the damaged Delzatri Naval ships they were aboard were intercepted by one of the Curator's museum ships. The ancient Preserver created AI had decided that the surviving Praetorians needed to be collected and preserved by him. The surviving Praetorians naturally resisted, but were overwhelmed by the Curator's drones and placed in suspended animation and brought back to his vast ringworld. The Delzatri Empire collapsed not long after, while Amara and the others have sat in suspended animation for millennia. When the Communion recently returned, overrunning parts of the Stellar Khanate and destroying Lor-Van, the Curator reviewed Amara and the other surviving Praetorians. Although initially shocked by how much time had passed and the fact the empire they had sworn to protect was no more, the Praetorians realized that the galaxy still needed protecting from the Communion. By the decision of her fellow Praetorians, Amara was made the new Imperatrix to lead them, taking the role her brother had once held along with a small group of others. Making contact with the Lor, the Grue and other galactic powers that were trying to resist the Communion, the Praetorians helped in organizing the Coalition and fighting against the Communion. As the leader of the Praetorians, Amara was not only involved in the fighting, but also attended meetings of the Coalition leaders, helping to provide a neutral viewpoint that was not clouded by allegiance or bias to any of the existing factions in space. Once the Communion had been defeated, Amara continued to lead the majority of her fellow Praetorians in serving as defenders for those Coalition governments that wished to accept their aid. The Praetorians came to work in concert with the Star Knights, who were working to rebuild their numbers following the Incursion, and added one of the interstellar protectors to their ranks as a representative from the group. Several other Coalition governments sent representatives to be members of the Praetorians, including the Lor. Personality & Motivation: A large portion of Amara’s life was spent in preparation for and then as a defender of the Delzatri Empire. She was driven to live up to the example of service set by other members of her race, including her older brother. Her powers tended to lead her to be confident and forceful, not relying on subtlety. Although Amara was just as shocked to learn that the Delzatri Empire had ceased to be, she quickly shouldered the responsibility of leading her fellow Praetorians against the returned thread of the Communion. Along with most of her fellow Praetorians, Amara has found new purpose in offering assistance and protection to those parts of the galaxy that request it. Having been thrown into working with leaders from the Coalition, the young Naram learned to hone her diplomatic skills, along with some guidance from Elite. Amara has settled into her role as the leader of the Praetorians, although part of her wishes she could share the burden as her bother had with several others two thousand years ago. While decisions may ultimately rest with her, she does not hesitate to seek counsel and advice from her teammates and even puts matters to a vote by the team when appropriate. Powers & Tactics: Paradigm’s powers make her very strong and durable, but she also spent years as part of a larger organization, so her tactics tend to reflect both these influences. Her natural instinct is too quickly to close with threats, relying on her durability to protect her. But years working with her fellow Praetorians has made Paradigm realize the importance of teamwork and understand the roles that all of her fellow teammates can play. Complications: Stuff of Legends Although the Delaztri Empire has long since ceased to be, there are still parts of the galaxy where the Empire and its Praetorians are legends. On some worlds, the Praetorians are recalled as legendary heroes, but on other worlds, history has come to paint them as oppressors and conquers. Abilities: 2 + 4 + 12 + 4 + 6 + 10 = 38PP Strength: 12/36/46 (+1/+13/+18) Dexterity: 14 (+2) Constitution: 22/34 (+6/+12) Intelligence: 14 (+2) Wisdom: 16 (+3) Charisma: 20 (+5) Combat: 16 + 14 = 30PP Initiative: +6 Attack: +8; +12 Melee; +18 Heat Vision Grapple: +30/+35/+46 Defense: +7 base, +12 with Dodge Focus (+3 flat-footed) Knockback: -20 Saving Throws: 7 + 8 + 11 = 26 PP Toughness: +18 (+15 Impervious) Fortitude: +13/+19 (+6/+12 Con, +7) Reflex: +10 (+2 Dex, +8) Will: +14 (+3 Wis, +11) Skills: 60R = 15PP Diplomacy 14 (+19) Kn: Galactic Lore 10 (+12) Language 4 (Delaztri (native); Lor, Grue, Galstandard, English) Medicine 3 (+6) Notice 10 (+13) Pilot 1 (+3) Sense Motive 18 (+21) Feats: 17PP Attack Focus: Melee 4 Dodge Focus 5 Environmental Adaption 3 (Zero G, Low G, High G) Equipment 39 (free from Veteran Awards, for Praetorian spaceships and HQ) Grappling Finesse Improved Initiative Luck 2 Interpose Powers: 2 +39 + 11 + 8 + 5 + 6 + 9 + 1 + 38 + 3 = 122 PP Flight 1 (10 MPH) [2PP] Density 12 (+24 Str; Impervious Protection 6; Immovable 4; Super Strength 4; x25 Mass; Feats: Subtle 2; Buoyant; Extra: Permanent (+0)) [39PP] Enhanced Constitution 12 (Drawback: Power Loss when exposed to Delaztri Crystals (-1)) [11 PP] Impervious Toughness 9 (Drawback: Power Loss when exposed to Delaztri Crystals (-1)) [8 PP] Super Strength 1 (5 ranks total, up to 21; Effective Str: 61 to 141; Heavy Load: 60 tons to 3.84M tons; Feat: Shockwave; Counter Punch; Super Breath) [5 PP] Super Movement (Space Travel) 3 [6PP] Immunity 9 (Life Support: disease, poison, suffocation, cold, heat, high pressure, radiation and vacuum) [9PP] Immunity 2 (Aging, Sleep; Flaw: Limited [half]) [1PP] Paragon Array 16 (32 pp Feats: Dynamic; 3 Dynamic Alt Powers; Drawback: Power Loss when exposed to Delaztri Crystals (-1)) [38 pp] BP: Enhanced Str 10 (Feats: Takedown Attack; Improved Crit 2 [18-20]) {0 to 13 pp} DAP: Super Strength 16 {0 to 32 pp} DAP: Flight 12 {0 to 24 pp} DAP: Blast (Heat Vision) 12 (Feats:Accurate 5; Improved Range 2 (600’ range increment); Progression: Range (3,000’ max range)) {0 to 32 pp} Super Senses 3 (Extended: Vision (100' increments); Extended: Hearing (100' increments); Ultrasonic Hearing) [3PP] Drawbacks: Weakness (Delaztri Crystals, Frequency: Uncommon [-1], Intensity: Major, cumulative -1 to all stats [-2 Plus -1 as effects CON], Time: every minute [-2]) [-6 PP] Totals: Abilities (38) + Combat (30) + Saving Throws (26) + Skills (15) + Feats (17) + Powers (122) - Drawbacks (6) = 242/250 Power Points Note: While the Delaztri Empire is no more, their artifacts are still present in various parts of the galaxy, allowing for Delaztri Crystals to turn up from time to time.
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