Thrash
Thrash
Concept/Archetype
owerhouse
Power Level:8
Power Points:123
Experience Points:0
Hero Points:1
ABILITIES
STR 14(30) +2(+10) (4 PP)
DEX 10(+0) +XX(+XX) (0 PP)
CON 14(34) +2(+12) (4 PP)
INT 12(+1) +XX(+XX) (1 PP)
WIS 8(-1) +XX(+XX) (-2 PP)
CHA 17(+3) +XX(+XX) (7 PP)
SAVES
TOUGH +12 (+2 Con + 0 Feat + 10 Power)
FORT +12 (0 Base + 2 Con + 0 Feat + 10 Power) (0 PP)
REF +0 (0 Base + 0 Dex + 0 Feat + 0 Power) (0 PP)
WILL -1 (0 Base - 1 Wis + 0 Feat + 0 Power) (0 PP)
COMBAT
INIT +0
BASE DEF +4 (8 PP)
DEF 14 (10 + 4 Base + 0 Feat + 0 Power)
FLAT-FOOTED 12
BASE ATT +6 (12 PP)
ATTACK
Unarmed Attack +6 (DC 25 SAVE, 20 CRIT, Bruise)
Grapple +14
Confuse: DC14 will
SKILLS 28 SP (7 PP)
Intimidate: +13 (10 Ranks + 3 Atb + 0 Feat + 0 Power)
Knowledge (Arcane Lore) +4 (3 Ranks + 1 Atb + 0 Feat + 0 Power)
Knowledge (Pop Culture) +4 (3 Ranks + 1 Atb + 0 Feat + 0 Power)
Notice +3 (4 Ranks - 1 Atb + 0 Feat + 0 Power)
Search +5 (4 Ranks + 1 Atb + 0 Feat + 0 Power)
Sense Motive +3 (4 Ranks + 1 Atb + 0 Feat + 0 Power)
LANGUAGES (XX Ranks)
English
MOVEMENT
SPEED 30/60/120
FEATS (8 PP)
All-out attack
Chokehold
Fearless
Improved Grab
Improved Grapple
Improved Pin
Power Attack
Prone fighting
POWERS
Additional Limb [Natural](1 PP/Rank + 0 PP = 1 PP)
FR: Prehensile Tail (1)
Confuse [Magic] Rank 4(3 PP/Rank + 1 PP = 13 PP)
PF: Triggered (Psionic/mental Effects on Thrash's mind)
EX: Continuous (+3)
FL: Limited (Only when triggered) (-1)
Enhanced Strength [Magic] Rank 16(1 PP/Rank + 0 PP = 16 PP)
Enhanced Constitution [Magic] Rank 20(1 PP/Rank + 0 PP = 20 PP)
Immunity [Magic] Rank 12 (1 PP/Rank + 0 PP = 12 PP)
FR: Cold (1)
FR: Heat (1)
FR: Exhaustion (5)
FR: Pressure (5)
Regeneration [Magic] Rank 1(1 PP/Rank + 1 PP = 2 PP)
FR: Resurrection (Head severed, heart cut out, or given last rights by a holy man) 1 (1)
PF: Regrowth (1)
Super-Sense [Magic](1 PP/Rank + 0 PP = 1 PP)
FR: Scent (1)
Super Strength [Magic] Rank 4(2 PP/Rank + 0 PP = 8 PP)
EQUIPEMENT
Task Force Communicator
Drawbacks:
Weakness:Holy/Hallowed ground(minor)
Vulnerability:Holy based attacks/weapons/spells. (Moderate)
Carrying Capacity:
Lgt Med Hvy Lift Push
4t 8t 12t 24t 69t
COST
Abilities [15]
Combat [20]
Saves [0]
Skills [7]
Feats [8]
Powers [73]
Drawbacks [5] (3 from drawbacks, 2 from wis)
Total [123]
Unspent [0]
Appearance:
[sblock]It's a demon! Two horns jutting out of her forehead, pointy teeth, pupil-less teal eyes, and a long, ropey tail that ends in a spade. Yup, looks like a demon! A girl demon at that! K'joa's skin tone is very.. orange and her straight, teal-colored hair reaches a little ways past her shoulders.
A black leather choker with shiny steel spikes , with a matching bracelet adorning each wrist. Her top is a tattered grey halter-top that reads 'Spank' in bold gold letters and leaves her arms and abdomen free, showing off a very well-muscled physique. Further down a studded leather belt holds up her beaten and battered blue-jeans, which are full of 'fashionable' holes and tears and more than a few burn marks. Black combat boots cover her feet and disappear into the hem of her pants. Her uniform is a sleevless black and red affair.[/sblock]
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Personality:
[sblock]Rude, Crude, and Crass. Thrash loves to push buttons and tease people though not half as much as she loves to fight them. Completely fearless, she believes that strength can solve anything(if it doesn't you weren't trying hard enough) and will jump into any confrontation without a second thought and possibly without a first thought. She also likes to drink heavily and smoke, though both do very little considering her remarkable constitution. [/sblock]
History:
[sblock]"...Invictum Torae Nerus..." "-REAT BAEZLEBORR WILL DESTR-" "... you think this will really work? I mean the goat thing..." Bits and pieces of conversation, all jumble together as Kati slowly pulls herself out of the murdy darkness of sleep. A groan forced out by cramped muscles and an aching head as her eyes flutter open. She's tied to what feels like an old picnic table, still dressed in her work clothes (that's a relief), surrounded by James and his friends, all dressed in goofy red robes. All of this is taken in the instant before james drives the most beautiful knife through her heart, and the world ends with "...man I can't believe what we just did...".
Wait a minute, that looks REALLY confusing for the most part, lets back up a bit, ok, enter Movies Galore! a small video store across the street from the University of Chicago , the pretty young brunette that's asleep and drooling at the counter is in fact Katilen Joanne Somers (Senior) it's okay though, arfternoon classes don't get out for another hour so we won't hold that against her, the lazy bum. There's really not much to tell about Kati (as her friends call her) she dropped out of school at the tender age of 16, having worked at this very store for a year already. From there she did... well absolutley nothing, just worked, hung out with friends, she seemingly had no ambition or drive as life passed her by (well i suppose she did move out of her parents house 2 years ago..) Still, she was quiet popular with the college students, who saw her as something of an older sister to go to for advice (among other things) so the owner paid her enough money to keep her happy. What's this? Someone entering the store before class gets out?! Slightly older than college age and looking pretty fancy to boot, Kati immedidatly recognizes him as... "James Tyler Madison! I haven't seen you since the day you graduated! How have you been?" pointless question really, as she knew perfectly well that he had struck it big in some upscale marketing firm. Pointless flirting ensues (boring, where's the awesome fight scene?) ending with James picking up Kati when she gets off work.
Enter :Mxtypzl, most vile demon of the sventh plane of hell, Demon Lord Baezleborr's personal squigee blah blah blah (Long name for one of the weakest imps around) still, he was on the rise it would seem. Some silly mortal man had started a cult, at a college no less! (prime seduction time, experimental years) So what if he was a prick? So what if he was in control? He dealt with jerks all the time in hell and that second problem could (and soon, would) be easily rectified (hehe, rectified) James (as his human cohorts name was) had recently 'purchased' an old occultists book (he couldn't read it anymore anyway, what with the maggots eating his eyes and all) for the piddly price of one human soul (Silly mortals, when will they learn they lose everything when they sell their soul? Their body is simply mimicing what it would have done, like an old record). All of this adds up too: the glowy ball he held in his hands, it was part of the essence of a dead demon, and a beast of a demon it was, out of the top fighting caste! Imbibing it would increase his power greatly for a time, long enough to break free of the usual wards that held him at bay and possess the uppity mortal that was due to summon him tonight. From there he would consume the souls of all the helpers in the ritual so they couldn't rat him out (and to gain some extra power) and then lie low, slowly raising a powerbase and creating his own bit of hell on earth. Yes, big plans for such a cute lil guy, look at him, so happy he's drooling as he hears the summons from the mortal realm, stepping through the opening without doing the usual checks for traps and such.
And now we come full oval too.. James (bleagh) Jay here (as he so hates to be called) graduated college three years ago, and right out of college used his familys connections to get a job at a marketing firm (which i already told you, pay attention!) his hobbies include, model airplanes, secretaries, and dabbling in satanic rituals. I wasn't really paying attention to what he said so this'll be short but here what i know, he used the book to formulate his own spell to combine a human soul and a demonic spirit (which any demon would laugh at as it's a standard entree level spell that any 6 year old could pull off, that is until they realized it has the opposite effect of what usually happens, the human soul gets all the power and the demonic force is basically subsimed) Poor katie and Mxtypzl were a test to see if it would work, and work it did, though the imp's little ball of 'special' caused the spell to ...stutter. Thinking it failed they stopped their binding chants and started to clean up. Now normally combining an imp and a soul like Kati's (so apathetic!) would have resulted in an easily controllable and rather useful half-demon. But this unbound mixture of an angry woman's soul , a slightly lessed angry demon, and powerful demon leftovers stewed together to create.. me! (yay)
You know, it's odd when i think aobut it but my very first memory actually happens a couple seconds before I was 'born'. There was a strange pop/snap sound as James stabbed through the nametag on my shirt (jackass) followed by a flash of pain and a weird burning sensation as Kati's soul was engulfed in demonic power. A small scream escapes from her/my lips as she/I convulse(s) in pain before going limp. Then the oddest thing happened, Kati's life flashes before our eyes as does Mxtypzl (Bet you didn't know demons lives flash before their eyes before their destroyed eh? Well now you do) A young girls birthday, where she got a soul eating doll, enjoying a nice summer in the bloody lake of the unforgiven... you know i think they might have ran together a bit. While we're playing memory lane, the defunct cultists are starting to leave, bitching to each other about the failure. James visciously yanks the knife out and the world comes back into focus with a loud 'wumph' "What a gyp! Who's gonna buy us beer now?!" that stood out above all the other muttering, though he was one of the farthest ones away, and for some reason it made me really, really angry. Leaping up from the table I landed besid him, picking him up by the throat and slamming him into the ground with a wet 'crack'. Things continued in that vein for about 5 minutes as i trashed everyone in there. Well, James escaped (having very rudely stabbed me in the arm with that knife, that really hurt, especially when the paramedics pulled it out!) somone managed to reach a cell phone and call 911, who arrived like 45 mintutes later (so slow)
No one died luckily, though some are still in the hospital, the paramedics found me huddled up in a corner apparantly (I don't remember much after getting stabbed) i wasn't really coherent anyway, just a big dumb animal. All the stuff was there (memories that weren't mine and such) but i didn't know what to do with them. I was thrown in jail(!) until one of the boys confessed everything, then i was put into some sort of mentally disabled therapy place. I learned rather quickly (considering i technically knew everything already). After 3 months i was given a clean bill of mental health (well, I was let out at any rate) and then there was this big discussion with my parents abou t what should be done with me. Now, i have something of a weird relationship with my parents considering they aren't really my parents but I am closely related (at least gentically) they didn't like me at all, said I was something that should be put down. I didn't really like that.
After that I just sort of wandered about, taking oddjobs, living in homeless shelters and halfway houses. For a while I was making good money at some fighting matches, but one night the cops came and shut everything down, or so I heard(I wasn't there at the time). Then, one day, I got my lucky break. Some firey guy was robbing a bank and I stopped him(it was pretty easy, who throws fire at a demon anyway?) Long story short, I enventually got an offer to join the resolutes, which was a pretty sweet deal all things considered. I get paid to fight people!(Which is alot of fun) and they give me free room and board(that means a palce to sleep and food). Made me pick a codename, wouldn't let me pick Demon or Devil or a ton of other cool names though, so I just settled on Thrash.[/sblock]
Powers:
[sblock]As a demon(technically a half-demon) Thrash is much stronger and sturdier than humans. An enhanced sense of smell and a nifty tail. Wounds tend to heal fast and she can even regrow lost limbs. Lastly she has sort of a built in defensive mechanism that protects her mind, anyone trying to read her thoughts or worse starts having hellish hallucinations[/sblock]
NOTES
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Real Name:Katilenn Joanne Somers (Junior)
Gender: Female
Age: 23
Size: Med
Height: 5'6''
Weight: 120lbs
Hair:Teal
Eyes: Teal
Nationality: USA
Ethnicity: Demonic
Tradeoffs:-2Attack/+2Damage, -4Defense/+4Toughness
On Ressurection:Head cut off or heart cut oout can be fixed
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