0/Gs
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Dex: 07
Str: 02
Bod: 05
Motivation: Responsibility of Power
Int: 05
Wil: 04
Min: 06
Occupation: Freeloader
Inf: 03
Aur: 04
Spi: 04
Resources {or Wealth}: 002
Init: 015
HP: 075
Powers:
Force Field: 10E, Gravity Decrease: 10DE
Bonuses and Limitations:
Power Loss (No range, All Powers; No Gravitational Field)
Skills:
Artist: 3L, Scientist 5L
Advantages:
Area Knowledge (Metropolis), Luck
Connections:
None
Drawbacks:
Age (Over 18 but looks younger), Debt, Oblivious, Minor Irrational Fear (Heights), Secret Identity, Uncertainty
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Alter Ego: Jacob Warscott
Height: 5'-11"
Wealth: 2APs ($2,500)
Weight: 186lbs
Group Affiliation: none
Age: 19
Base of Operations: Hometown
Eye Color: Hazel
Occupation: Freeloader
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Marital Status: single (no girlfriend either)
Known Relatives: Steven Warscott (father, scientist), Margarey Warscott (mother, homemaker), Jennifer Warscott (younger sister(15), homeschooled), Jeffrey Warscott (younger brother(9), homeschooled), Colin Warscott (uncle (father's brother), freelance columnist)
Background:
How to start this? My name is Jacob "Jake" Warscott, but the world has come to know me as 0/Gs (Zero-Gees), the youngest hero in a world of heroes. I guess I should start with how I got my powers...
It was the summer of my senior year, I had finally graduated and couldn't wait for a few months of vegging in front of the t.v. or working on another art project in my room. But my father was having none of that, he got me an internship at StarLabs to "help with my college prospects". As if sweeping floors and cleaning windows can get you college credits.
I never knew exactly what my father did for a living, he didn't talk much about his work at home and it really never came up. I found out why when I overheard a heated conversation with him and some guy (I never got a good look at) about the need for secrecy and that most of the work my father did was classified (sometimes even to him), and not to leave the building. My dad didn't want to become famous or rich, I found out he just wanted the world to benefit from the work he did and not just a few "rich cats" or senators down in the deep-state.
Take for instants the machine that gave me my powers and changed my world forever. Dubbed "Light Load" it was to be a way of effecting the gravity in a specific area to lighten the cargo of trucks, planes, and ships. Thus not only faster transportation of goods, but also consumption of less fuel. Just don't tell the suits it cost three times as much to run the Light Loader than it did to just buy more gas. I was suppose to be making sure the exhaust fans in the main conduction room were clean, and I wasn't having much fun due to them being nearly fifteen feet in the air, and the mighty overly-funded StarLabs still had an old wooden ladder from the late 50's to work with.
Now I'm sure you are aware of where this is going; rickety ladder plus wrong place equals zap instant hero, and you would be so close to the bull's eye as to win a prize. But to give you a few details (at least those I remember), yes the ladder did dump my butt right through one of the conduction coils. I fell back, broke through the thin plastic shell while whatever energy my father was working with was coursing through the tube. Fail safes and protocols immediately shut everything down, but I found out later it was to late for me. I awoke outside the tube on the floor my father and his co-workers surrounding me. I was taken to a clean room and tested the next two days (which felt like a month with no t.v. or video games), I was given a clean bill of health, the investigators believing I bounced off the tube and was never exposed to anything dangerous (Hey I wasn't going to tell them different and end up a guinea pig for life.), and I got to go home.
I discovered my powers by accident, as is probably more common than most. The first time I knew something was wrong is when I woke up one morning to find everything in my room floating, including me. I spent the next month learning to control what I could effect in a given area. Note: I haven't had much luck, but I know I should be able to tighten my area of effect as it were. Soon summer was over and I was bound for community college, as I didn't apply to any others or look into any scholar ships. I tired using the facilities there, but after being in StarLabs it was like playing with your little brother's first chemistry set. Bad, just bad. So I found no help there and wasn't even sure why I was going, so I dropped out - and now they're hounding me for money, like because of them I went out and got a job the next day. HA! Can't get blood from a stone people, remember that.
I spent a lot of time in my room for the next two months, not wanting to face my father, and that is when 0/Gs was born. I spent time looking into heroes and why they do what they do. I read old newspaper articles, watched youtube interviews, and documentaries. What I found out in most cases is a hero takes his abilities as a great responsibility and if he didn't try and make a difference then who would. It reminded me of the argument I overheard my father having. He had the power to help and believed because he did have it that he should help those he could.
Well if your reading this dad I became 0/Gs because it is what you would have done.
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