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Power Level: 10 (150PP)
Unspent Power Points:
Trade-Offs: -5 Attack / +5 Damage, -5 Defense / +5 Toughness


In Brief: Advanced construct / flesh golem




Alternate Identity: varies (currently: Matthew Thate) (Secret)
Birthplace:   varies (currently: Freedom City, NJ)

Residence: na
Base of Operations: na
Occupation:  na
Affiliations: Creepshow
Family:  na


Age:   varies (currently: 35, DoB: 1995)
Apparent Age: varies (currently: distorted 30s)
Gender: varies (currently: male)
Ethnicity: varies (currently: Caucasian)
Height: varies (currently: 6.5 feet-ish)
Weight: varies (currently: 350-ish)
Eyes: varies (currently: brown)
Hair: varies (currently: brown)



Brute is a golem of flesh created by the flesh manipulating figure referring to himself as Creepshow. The current Brute was crafted from a man named Matthew Thate.

Matthew was an auto mechanic who was hospitalize after automotive accident. He was pronounced dead after 4 hours of surgery, by the surgeon Dr Ethan Saddler. Later that night his body vanished from the hospital and records were changed to show the corpse had been properly processed. In reality, the body had been taken by Creepshow to be used as part of one of the villain’s experiments. Matthew was used as the base for what would become Creepshow’s muscle/bodyguard only referred to as ‘Brute’.


Personality & Motivation:
Whatever is left of Matthew’s personality and memories, if any, are suppressed by Creepshow’s tinkering. Brute’s only purpose now is merely to serve his master/creator. To which, he uses the considerable strength and power bestowed to him by his master/creator to carry out any orders given.


Powers & Tactics:
A living tank of a being, Brute lives up to its name. Brute utilizes the full extent of its strength to power through obstacles in its way. With little regard for tactics, it relies heavily on its abilities to take damage and shrug off blows until it can crush its opponent with its attacks. Although, its master/creator is able to access its senses and communicate over distance with it, directing it if seen fit. And if necessary, Creepshow can seize control of Brute and control it himself not unlike a puppet.


Power Descriptions:
Brute is a flesh golem, a ‘Frankenstien’ed bio-weapon, crafted to be strong and durable. Its body is distorted with occasional mismatched pieces.  Its muscles are oversized and are obviously unsettling to look at. It's chest and arms are larger and longer than any human's should be. As such it always possesses inhuman strength and toughness, with a reach that some tend to misjudge. It can at times, at the need of its master/creator, be augmented with additional abilities. Theses abilities can sometimes cause the body to look even stranger and can sometimes come at the cost of reduced strength as an unfortunate side effect.


Name: Description

Abilities: 30 + 0 + 30 – 4 – 4 + 0 = 52PP
Strength: 40 (+15)
Dexterity: 10 (+0)
Constitution: 40 (+15)
Intelligence: 6  (-2)
Wisdom: 6 (-2)
Charisma: 10 (+0)

Combat: 5 (2PP / Base Attack) + 5 (2PP / Base Defense) = 20PP
Initiative: +0
Attack: +5 Melee, +5 Ranged (+5 Base)
Defense: +5 (+5 Base), +3 Flat-Footed

Grapple: +25
Knockback: -18

Saving Throws: 0 (1PP / Fortitude) + 5 (1PP / Reflex) + 7 (1PP / Will) = 12PP
Toughness: +15 (+15 Con [10 Impervious])
Fortitude: +15 (+15 Con)
Reflex: +5 (+0 Dex, +5)
Will: +5 (-2 Wis, +7)

Skills: 48R = 12PP (1PP = 4 Skill ranks)
Intimidate 15 (+15)

Notice 12 (+10)

Search 12 (+10)

Sense Motive 9 (+7)

Feats: 7PP
All-out Attack


Improved Grapple

Improved Pin

Power Attack

Stunning Attack

Takedown attack


Powers: 6 + 12 + 10 + 11 = 39PP

(Descriptors: all biological)

Emotion Control 10 (Extras: Alternate Save [Fortitude], Area [Olfactory Perception]; Flaws: Limited [Fear], Range 2 [Touch]; Feats: Subtle) [6PP] (Chemical, Scent, Fear, Mental)

Immovable 6 (Extra muscles; Extra: Unstoppable) [12PP]

Impervious Toughness (Thick skinned; Extra: Impervious 10) [10PP]

Super-Strength 5 (Extra Muscles; Feat: Groundstrike) [11PP]

Drawbacks: -0 = -0PP


DC Block

ATTACK              RANGE      SAVE                           EFFECT
Unarmed             Touch      DC 38 Toughness                Damage

Groundstrike        Touch      DC 18 Reflex                   Damage


Totals: Abilities (52) + Combat (20) + Saving Throws (12) + Skills (12) + Feats (7) + Powers (39) - Drawbacks (0) =  Power Points 142





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  • 10 months later...

Paper / Leon



A lone figure sat on the roof of a house. In the distance, the grounds of a very private school were visible. The figure set a pair of binoculars down and drew her legs up to hug them, resting her chin thoughtfully on her knees. The setting sun accented her short red hair and made her green eyes shimmer.

“He missed our weekly meet up.” Elizabeth said without looking at the new arrival as he walked across the roof to join her.

“I know.” A young man with shoulder length blonde hair replied as he stood beside her. “We both knew this would start happening eventually.”

“But this soon?”

“Leon was always more outgoing then us. Never takes him long to find friends, or trouble.” Richard’s smile was faint, but it reached his blue eyes as he looked out at the distant school.

“I know.” The young girl sighed.

The young man smiled down at her and sat down beside her. “Seems like only yesterday we were planning the Harrington job.”

“We spent three weeks planning that one.” She snickered.

“You had him convinced everything was still going as planned, even as it was falling apart.” He chuckled.

She sighed again. “That’s only because he wanted to believe me.”

He looked over at her and bit his lip. “You know he…?” He let a question hang unasked.

“Of course.” She answered, looking a bit melancholy.

A moment of silence hung o the air.

“Did you know he thought you and me a thing behind his back?”

She looked at him in surprise. “Wha-“

“Yup.” He chuckled again. “I told him he was crazy.”

She shook her head. “Come on, you two have always been my little brothers. That’d just be weird.”

“Ya.” He agreed, his eyes lingered on her for a moment as she laughed. He looked back out towards the school and a silence hung in the air. “I miss him too.” He said after a few moments.

She made a noncommittal noise, but he knew her well enough to understand it. The three of them had become a family in those few short years.

“Should we..?” She asked as she picked up the binoculars, but not looking through them.

This time he shook his head. “We both agreed this is the best place for him. He’s always looked up to heroes more then either of us.”

She smirked. “He’s always been nicer then us too.” Elizabeth gave a deep sigh and stood up to stretch. She looked down at her adopted brother. “I guess we should get going.”

Richard nodded solemnly and stood to join her, picking up the binoculars as he did so. Using them he looked out at the campus of Claremont Academy. He could make out the buildings and quickly zeroed in on the dorm. They knew which widow was Leon’s room, the light behind the curtain muted and faint. Lowering the binoculars he paused a moment  then set them down again.

If their brother came, he’d see them and know they still had his back. Even if he was a hero and they were still criminals. Family was family, and you didn’t turn your back on family.

A lone pair of binoculars sat alone on an empty roof as the night settled over the city.

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