Elite: Year One (Cast and Crew)
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Rybaer
First Post
Gordon Aster - "Bender"
Male, 6'2", 160 lbs; messy brown hair, blue-gray eyes; typically wears jeans, hiking boots, and dress shirt.
Str 10 (+0)
Dex 16 (+3)
Con 14 (+2)
Int 20 (+5)
Wis 12 (+1)
Cha 10 (+0)
Init +3
Hero Points 5
BAB +2 (melee +2, ranged +5/6)
BDB +2 (defense 15)
Move (30'; teleport 50', 100' as full, or 204,800' (~38 miles) as sprint)
Dmg +2
Fort +2
Ref +3
Will +1
Feats: Point Blank Shot, Precise Shot, Talented (Physics, Math), Photographic Memory, Penetrating Attack (Teleport) x2
Skills: Computers 3 (8/10), Language (German), Repair 6 (11), Science: Physics 10 (17/19), Science: Chemistry 2 (7/9), Knowledge: Math 6 (11/13)
Powers:
ESP 10 (20pts)
Teleportation 10 [Extras: Ranged x2 (normal), Stunt: Extended Teleport) (42pts)
Bend Space (as Deflection) 8 [Extras: Rapid x2 (reaction), Reflection] (40pts)
Weakness: Vulnerable (Energy: Magnetism and Gravity) - chose two types as they're both uncommon and conceptually "interfere" with his powers.
Personality:
Gordon Aster is bookish and somewhat introverted, unless he can find someone with whom to discuss physics theory (shop, as he puts it). His research is his first (and if you ask his wife, only) love. He is disdainful of physical aggression and office/academia politics.
Now that he has acquired his powers, Gordon is unsure of what to do with himself. The focus of his life no longer holds any significant surprises for him. He would like to put his abilities to good use, but fears that certain higher powers might try to take advantage of him for military or other sinister purposes.
Relationships:
Gordon's parents are both still alive, living in a modest house in LaCrosse, Wisconsin. His father, Donald, teaches high school mathematics. His mother teaches art part time at the local community college and runs a studio with the balance of her time. They are proud of Gordon's success as a physicist and he tries to keep in touch with them when he can be bothered to remember to call.
At age 23, while in grad school, Gordon met at soon married Lauren Burnett - a grad student in genetics. Like Gordon, Lauren was a rising star in her field and spent much of her time buried in her studies. Their relationship had a torrid and passionate beginning, but the incredible demands of both of their studies and research started to put a great strain on things. After earning their PhD's near simultaneously, opportunities took them in different directions - literally. Gordon took a post-doc position at Stanford and Lauren took one at Duke. They remain civil and occasionally share a passionate weekend, but the mutual visits, phone calls, and email have been less and less frequent.
History:
Gordon was born and raised in LaCrosse, Wisconsin. Earned his undergrad in physics at MIT. He then traveled cross-country to UCLA where he did his graduate and doctoral studies, meeting and marrying Lauren along the way. While doing his doctoral thesis, Gordon also spent considerable time doing research at Los Alamos National Lab under a DOD grant.
He has spent the last couple years studying string theory, dimensional folding, and quantum physics as a post-doc at Stanford. He has a number of papers to his name and has gained a reputation in the physics world as a rising star.
Aside from his marriage, things seemed to be going fine for Gordon until shortly after Earth passed through the comet's tail. One day it hit him - a complete comprehension of how the universe functions at its most fundamental level. With that understanding also came the ability to bend and fold space, literally causing two places in space to temporarily overlap. This power allows him to see and hear distant places, as well as teleport himself or others.
His research no longer holds any interest for him. He fears how his parents and wife might react to learning about his new-found powers. Worse, he fears what the government might think about his powers - either as a tool or a threat. For the moment, Gordon is keeping a tight lid on things until he can decide what to do next with his life.
Point Breakdown: Stats (22), BAB/BDB (10), Feats (12), Skills (14), Powers (102), Weakness (-10)
Male, 6'2", 160 lbs; messy brown hair, blue-gray eyes; typically wears jeans, hiking boots, and dress shirt.
Str 10 (+0)
Dex 16 (+3)
Con 14 (+2)
Int 20 (+5)
Wis 12 (+1)
Cha 10 (+0)
Init +3
Hero Points 5
BAB +2 (melee +2, ranged +5/6)
BDB +2 (defense 15)
Move (30'; teleport 50', 100' as full, or 204,800' (~38 miles) as sprint)
Dmg +2
Fort +2
Ref +3
Will +1
Feats: Point Blank Shot, Precise Shot, Talented (Physics, Math), Photographic Memory, Penetrating Attack (Teleport) x2
Skills: Computers 3 (8/10), Language (German), Repair 6 (11), Science: Physics 10 (17/19), Science: Chemistry 2 (7/9), Knowledge: Math 6 (11/13)
Powers:
ESP 10 (20pts)
Teleportation 10 [Extras: Ranged x2 (normal), Stunt: Extended Teleport) (42pts)
Bend Space (as Deflection) 8 [Extras: Rapid x2 (reaction), Reflection] (40pts)
Weakness: Vulnerable (Energy: Magnetism and Gravity) - chose two types as they're both uncommon and conceptually "interfere" with his powers.
Personality:
Gordon Aster is bookish and somewhat introverted, unless he can find someone with whom to discuss physics theory (shop, as he puts it). His research is his first (and if you ask his wife, only) love. He is disdainful of physical aggression and office/academia politics.
Now that he has acquired his powers, Gordon is unsure of what to do with himself. The focus of his life no longer holds any significant surprises for him. He would like to put his abilities to good use, but fears that certain higher powers might try to take advantage of him for military or other sinister purposes.
Relationships:
Gordon's parents are both still alive, living in a modest house in LaCrosse, Wisconsin. His father, Donald, teaches high school mathematics. His mother teaches art part time at the local community college and runs a studio with the balance of her time. They are proud of Gordon's success as a physicist and he tries to keep in touch with them when he can be bothered to remember to call.
At age 23, while in grad school, Gordon met at soon married Lauren Burnett - a grad student in genetics. Like Gordon, Lauren was a rising star in her field and spent much of her time buried in her studies. Their relationship had a torrid and passionate beginning, but the incredible demands of both of their studies and research started to put a great strain on things. After earning their PhD's near simultaneously, opportunities took them in different directions - literally. Gordon took a post-doc position at Stanford and Lauren took one at Duke. They remain civil and occasionally share a passionate weekend, but the mutual visits, phone calls, and email have been less and less frequent.
History:
Gordon was born and raised in LaCrosse, Wisconsin. Earned his undergrad in physics at MIT. He then traveled cross-country to UCLA where he did his graduate and doctoral studies, meeting and marrying Lauren along the way. While doing his doctoral thesis, Gordon also spent considerable time doing research at Los Alamos National Lab under a DOD grant.
He has spent the last couple years studying string theory, dimensional folding, and quantum physics as a post-doc at Stanford. He has a number of papers to his name and has gained a reputation in the physics world as a rising star.
Aside from his marriage, things seemed to be going fine for Gordon until shortly after Earth passed through the comet's tail. One day it hit him - a complete comprehension of how the universe functions at its most fundamental level. With that understanding also came the ability to bend and fold space, literally causing two places in space to temporarily overlap. This power allows him to see and hear distant places, as well as teleport himself or others.
His research no longer holds any interest for him. He fears how his parents and wife might react to learning about his new-found powers. Worse, he fears what the government might think about his powers - either as a tool or a threat. For the moment, Gordon is keeping a tight lid on things until he can decide what to do next with his life.
Point Breakdown: Stats (22), BAB/BDB (10), Feats (12), Skills (14), Powers (102), Weakness (-10)
Samnell
Explorer
Jan Sverak
Teslan
PL: 10
Name: Jan Sverak
Size: Medium
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 120
Hair: Blond
Eyes: Blue
ABILITIES
STR 10 +0
DEX 16 +3
CON 14 +2
INT 20 +5
WIS 14 +2
CHA 12 +1
SAVES
DMG +2/+12 with force field
FORT +7
REF +8
WILL +2
MOVEMENT
INIT +7
SPEED 30/60/120
COMBAT
BASE DEF 2
DEF 15
FLAT 12
MENTAL 14
BASE ATT 1
MELEE +1
RANGED +4/+5 with energy blast/+6 if within point blank range
MENTAL +3
SKILLS
Computers +11
Diplomacy +11
Drive +5
Knowledge (Medieval History) +21
Languages (Czech [native], English, French, German, Latin, Old English, Russian)
Science (Archaeology) +11
Science (Physics) +7
Sense Motive +15
Spot +8
Swim +4
FEATS
Attack Focus (energy blast)
Fame (very public power manifestation, first Czech elite)
Far Shot
Improved Initiative
Photographic Memory
Point Blank Shot
Precise Shot
Radio Hearing
Radio Broadcasting
Rapid Healing
Skill Focus (Medieval History)
POWERS
Absorption (to healing) +5
Flaw: electricity only
Amazing Save (Reflex) +5
Extra: and Fortitude
Electricity Control +10
Extra: Flight
Stunt: Drain Electricity
Force Field +10
COST
abilities [26]
base att [3]
base def [4]
skills [33]
feats [22]
powers [62]
weakness [0]
I decided to get creative (which is never good) and do something that seemed clever (so it won’t be). I beg the forgiveness of speakers of British English for my no doubt incompetent and misguided, if feeble, efforts at emulating it for role-playing purposes.
Partial transcript of a recent interview with The Guardian.
Guardian: Could you tell us something of your background?
Jan Sverak: I was born and raised in London after my parents fled Czechoslovakia. They were idealists and met in the streets during the Prague Spring. But when the crackdown came they managed to hide themselves and decided they had to flee or they would eventually be found and shot. With some help from family friends, they managed to escape several years later over the border into Germany.
They found work first as translators, and saved enough money over a few years to move to London. At the time they didn’t think they should have a child until they could safely return home, but you have to remember that back then it seemed like the Cold War would go on forever. These were the days before Lech Walensa and Solidarity. Things looked very much like they did when Stalin still lived. So after a few years they gave it up and had me.
G: This would be 1979?
J: That’s right. By then they were well-established in London and doing well enough. They could afford to provided good schooling, which I am grateful for. Settled in though they were, the dream of going home – it was always ‘home,’ never ‘Czechoslovakia’ – never left them and after the Velvet Revolution they just had to go.
I did not like it there. I have no grudge against Prague, but despite my father’s insistence on always speaking Czech at home I had lived my whole life in the UK. I had no Czech friends and we were not close to our relations behind the Curtain. Going there was very strange. I did make some friends, but my home was here.
G: Your father became involved with politics on the nationalist right. Did that have anything to do with your decision to return to Britain for university?
J: [laughs] Right to the point! Very well, I don’t agree with the politics my father has promoted since we returned to Czechia. That’s no secret to anyone who knows me. But it wasn’t as though he drove me out because I wasn’t a Eurosceptic. I came back to the UK because it is my home. My life was here.
G: Your mother left at nearly the same time.
J: She did. She had a very generous offer to teach Czech literature in Canada and did not like the life of a politician’s wife. She did not want to be Mr. Sverak’s wife.
G: But she didn’t leave because of her husband’s new political affiliations?
J: Not at all. Anyway, it’s only a few hours by air to Prague.
G: Some weeks ago you had a bit of an accident at Oxford.
J: [laughs] That’s a fine way to put it! But I suppose it wasn’t intentional.
G: Could you share your impressions of the event.
J: My first thought was that this kind of thing only happens to Americans. [laugh] I was very afraid of course. How could you be much else when a great arc of electricity is shooting right at your chest and roaring all the way? I was struck by manmade lightning, more or less.
G: But you survived.
J: Thanks to that comet, I suppose. I tell you I’m well-disposed towards it now, except for the physics I’ve been learning because of the whole incident. My ineptitude with maths is well-known in certain quarters. G: There’ve been conflicting reports. Exactly what can you do?
J: I can operate an automobile as well as any Briton and I’m a fair swimmer. I speak several languages fluently and I can hold up my end of an intelligent discussion of the geopolitics of Norman England, Capetian France, or the Holy Roman Empire of the same period. But you want to know about my other abilities, I suppose. One can’t get a profile in the Guardian based on charm alone.
G: [laughs] I suppose not.
J: Did you know Tesla coils disrupt television and radio signals? Since being struck I’ve been my own radio station. I spend a lot of time listening to the BBC. I can broadcast too, but I’ve been asked not to. I wouldn’t want to interrupt someone’s favorite programme.
G: But that isn’t all of it?
J: No. I can absorb electricity and use it to heal myself, which is how I survived being struck in the first place, and I can drain power sources just as easily.
G: Does it hurt you at all? How does it feel to have all of that electricity running through your body?
J: No, it doesn’t hurt. It’s rather pleasant. I can generate a current too. G: So if the Guardian should ever have a blackout before a deadline…
J: By all means, ring me up!
G: How has your life changed since the incident?
J: It’s been very strange. The Physics department feels responsible for me, so they’ve been very helpful. But they want to poke and prod me a bit too, which I must confess can leave me a bit bad-tempered.
G: You’re the first Czech to have these abilities. Has that affected you?
J: I suppose it has some. I’ve received some very flattering offers to go over and speak. But nobody wants to hear what I think of Innocent III or even Jan Hus. Those are the things I expected to be asked to speak on. I guess it’s a bit like being a footballer or something.
Teslan
PL: 10
Name: Jan Sverak
Size: Medium
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 120
Hair: Blond
Eyes: Blue
ABILITIES
STR 10 +0
DEX 16 +3
CON 14 +2
INT 20 +5
WIS 14 +2
CHA 12 +1
SAVES
DMG +2/+12 with force field
FORT +7
REF +8
WILL +2
MOVEMENT
INIT +7
SPEED 30/60/120
COMBAT
BASE DEF 2
DEF 15
FLAT 12
MENTAL 14
BASE ATT 1
MELEE +1
RANGED +4/+5 with energy blast/+6 if within point blank range
MENTAL +3
SKILLS
Computers +11
Diplomacy +11
Drive +5
Knowledge (Medieval History) +21
Languages (Czech [native], English, French, German, Latin, Old English, Russian)
Science (Archaeology) +11
Science (Physics) +7
Sense Motive +15
Spot +8
Swim +4
FEATS
Attack Focus (energy blast)
Fame (very public power manifestation, first Czech elite)
Far Shot
Improved Initiative
Photographic Memory
Point Blank Shot
Precise Shot
Radio Hearing
Radio Broadcasting
Rapid Healing
Skill Focus (Medieval History)
POWERS
Absorption (to healing) +5
Flaw: electricity only
Amazing Save (Reflex) +5
Extra: and Fortitude
Electricity Control +10
Extra: Flight
Stunt: Drain Electricity
Force Field +10
COST
abilities [26]
base att [3]
base def [4]
skills [33]
feats [22]
powers [62]
weakness [0]
I decided to get creative (which is never good) and do something that seemed clever (so it won’t be). I beg the forgiveness of speakers of British English for my no doubt incompetent and misguided, if feeble, efforts at emulating it for role-playing purposes.
Partial transcript of a recent interview with The Guardian.
Guardian: Could you tell us something of your background?
Jan Sverak: I was born and raised in London after my parents fled Czechoslovakia. They were idealists and met in the streets during the Prague Spring. But when the crackdown came they managed to hide themselves and decided they had to flee or they would eventually be found and shot. With some help from family friends, they managed to escape several years later over the border into Germany.
They found work first as translators, and saved enough money over a few years to move to London. At the time they didn’t think they should have a child until they could safely return home, but you have to remember that back then it seemed like the Cold War would go on forever. These were the days before Lech Walensa and Solidarity. Things looked very much like they did when Stalin still lived. So after a few years they gave it up and had me.
G: This would be 1979?
J: That’s right. By then they were well-established in London and doing well enough. They could afford to provided good schooling, which I am grateful for. Settled in though they were, the dream of going home – it was always ‘home,’ never ‘Czechoslovakia’ – never left them and after the Velvet Revolution they just had to go.
I did not like it there. I have no grudge against Prague, but despite my father’s insistence on always speaking Czech at home I had lived my whole life in the UK. I had no Czech friends and we were not close to our relations behind the Curtain. Going there was very strange. I did make some friends, but my home was here.
G: Your father became involved with politics on the nationalist right. Did that have anything to do with your decision to return to Britain for university?
J: [laughs] Right to the point! Very well, I don’t agree with the politics my father has promoted since we returned to Czechia. That’s no secret to anyone who knows me. But it wasn’t as though he drove me out because I wasn’t a Eurosceptic. I came back to the UK because it is my home. My life was here.
G: Your mother left at nearly the same time.
J: She did. She had a very generous offer to teach Czech literature in Canada and did not like the life of a politician’s wife. She did not want to be Mr. Sverak’s wife.
G: But she didn’t leave because of her husband’s new political affiliations?
J: Not at all. Anyway, it’s only a few hours by air to Prague.
G: Some weeks ago you had a bit of an accident at Oxford.
J: [laughs] That’s a fine way to put it! But I suppose it wasn’t intentional.
G: Could you share your impressions of the event.
J: My first thought was that this kind of thing only happens to Americans. [laugh] I was very afraid of course. How could you be much else when a great arc of electricity is shooting right at your chest and roaring all the way? I was struck by manmade lightning, more or less.
G: But you survived.
J: Thanks to that comet, I suppose. I tell you I’m well-disposed towards it now, except for the physics I’ve been learning because of the whole incident. My ineptitude with maths is well-known in certain quarters. G: There’ve been conflicting reports. Exactly what can you do?
J: I can operate an automobile as well as any Briton and I’m a fair swimmer. I speak several languages fluently and I can hold up my end of an intelligent discussion of the geopolitics of Norman England, Capetian France, or the Holy Roman Empire of the same period. But you want to know about my other abilities, I suppose. One can’t get a profile in the Guardian based on charm alone.
G: [laughs] I suppose not.
J: Did you know Tesla coils disrupt television and radio signals? Since being struck I’ve been my own radio station. I spend a lot of time listening to the BBC. I can broadcast too, but I’ve been asked not to. I wouldn’t want to interrupt someone’s favorite programme.
G: But that isn’t all of it?
J: No. I can absorb electricity and use it to heal myself, which is how I survived being struck in the first place, and I can drain power sources just as easily.
G: Does it hurt you at all? How does it feel to have all of that electricity running through your body?
J: No, it doesn’t hurt. It’s rather pleasant. I can generate a current too. G: So if the Guardian should ever have a blackout before a deadline…
J: By all means, ring me up!
G: How has your life changed since the incident?
J: It’s been very strange. The Physics department feels responsible for me, so they’ve been very helpful. But they want to poke and prod me a bit too, which I must confess can leave me a bit bad-tempered.
G: You’re the first Czech to have these abilities. Has that affected you?
J: I suppose it has some. I’ve received some very flattering offers to go over and speak. But nobody wants to hear what I think of Innocent III or even Jan Hus. Those are the things I expected to be asked to speak on. I guess it’s a bit like being a footballer or something.
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Calinon
First Post
Jason McAllister (PL10)
Statistics: PL10; Init +3; Defense 15/12/14 (+2 base, +3 dex, +2 wis); Speed 30 feet, Elasticity 50 feet; BAB +1; Attack H2H +3 (+10S/L); SV Dmg +5, Fort +5, Ref +3, Will +2; Str 14, Dex 16, Con 16, Int 12, Wis 14, Cha 14
Skills: Balance +11[8], Climb +14[4], Concentration +6[4], Diplomacy +6[4], Drive +7[4], Knowledge: Engineering +10[6], Listen +6[4], Medicine +4[2], Profession: Construction +10[8], Read Lips +5[4], Repair +7[6], Sense Motive +4[2], Spot +10[8]
Feats: Ambidexterity, Endurance, Durability*, Greater Fortitude, Immunity* (critical hits, penetrating attacks, suffocation, pressure, starvation, poison, disease, cold, electricity, fire, radiation), Skill Focus (Engineering), Toughness
*indicates only while in alternate form (no flaw taken or I'd be taking most as extras of my power)
Powers: Alternate Form: Solid +8 [Stunt: Semisolid, Stun Damage (solid only), Lifting (solid only); Flaw: Touch; Source: Mutation, Cost 4PP]; Sensory Protection +5 [Source: Mutation, Cost 1PP]; Mental Protection +5 [Source: Mutation, Cost 2PP]
Note: Stunts aren't flawed. Also, he doesn't realize he has innate protections outside those granted when he is in alternate form.
Vitals: Gender: Male; Age: 25; Height: 6'2"; Weight: 220 lbs; Hair: Brown; Eyes: Green; Languages: English
COST: abilities 26, combat 7, skills 30, feats 34, powers 53, weakness 0, total 150.
Background
Jason is a hard working construction worker for Maynard Construction, a large development firm that has divisions engaged in construction contracts from home-building to factories to skyscrapers. Showing good promise in the field, the company is paying for Jason to be schooled as an engineer, something he is applying himself to. While his boss, Melvin Maynard, and various supervisors have taken Jason under their wings, so-to-speak, in recent weeks, they have taken more than their normal interest since Jason's powers, the ability to change his form to substances harder than flesh and bone have surfaced. The strength he adds has improved his productivity... and suddenly decreased the need for a fair number of construction workers on projects Jason is involved in.
Jason (25) takes care of his kid brother Alan (16) who is living with him instead of their disfunctional family. His father (Mark) is an abusive alcoholic, and their mother (Melissa) much the same. All of them live in New York. His parents are not very supportive regarding Jason's sudden powers; his kid brother thinks it's way cool. Jason's grandfather, Micky, is exceedingly well-to-do, wealthy through clever business arrangements and dealings that Jason is not privy to. They have a good relationship, and Micky considers Jason the only one of his immediate family worth a damn. Jason doesn't rely on Micky financially however, and hasn't ever asked for handouts.
Prior to working for Maynard Construction, Jason served a two year term in the army, and remains a member of the reserves today. He and his brother stay in a decent, but cheap, apartment while Jason tries to save money for a house and for Alan's education. To most people, Jason goes by his childhood nickname, JC, which was given to him teasingly by a girl who used to call him Jasee instead of Jason.
Despite having good control of his powers, Jason doesn't realize the full extent of them. He doesn't know they protect him from harm, nor that his body has become naturally tougher, even without alternate forms. His innate protections against sensory influence and mental invasion are completely unknown to him.
Sorry if it seems I wimped out on the background, but it was so condensed and concise I couldn't find the need to elaborate much. I mean, I could, but then it would be a long winded four page thingy that says exactly the same thing!
I've attached a .zip file of the excel sheet I use for Jason, if anyone wants to look at him in detail
Statistics: PL10; Init +3; Defense 15/12/14 (+2 base, +3 dex, +2 wis); Speed 30 feet, Elasticity 50 feet; BAB +1; Attack H2H +3 (+10S/L); SV Dmg +5, Fort +5, Ref +3, Will +2; Str 14, Dex 16, Con 16, Int 12, Wis 14, Cha 14
Skills: Balance +11[8], Climb +14[4], Concentration +6[4], Diplomacy +6[4], Drive +7[4], Knowledge: Engineering +10[6], Listen +6[4], Medicine +4[2], Profession: Construction +10[8], Read Lips +5[4], Repair +7[6], Sense Motive +4[2], Spot +10[8]
Feats: Ambidexterity, Endurance, Durability*, Greater Fortitude, Immunity* (critical hits, penetrating attacks, suffocation, pressure, starvation, poison, disease, cold, electricity, fire, radiation), Skill Focus (Engineering), Toughness
*indicates only while in alternate form (no flaw taken or I'd be taking most as extras of my power)
Powers: Alternate Form: Solid +8 [Stunt: Semisolid, Stun Damage (solid only), Lifting (solid only); Flaw: Touch; Source: Mutation, Cost 4PP]; Sensory Protection +5 [Source: Mutation, Cost 1PP]; Mental Protection +5 [Source: Mutation, Cost 2PP]
Note: Stunts aren't flawed. Also, he doesn't realize he has innate protections outside those granted when he is in alternate form.
Vitals: Gender: Male; Age: 25; Height: 6'2"; Weight: 220 lbs; Hair: Brown; Eyes: Green; Languages: English
COST: abilities 26, combat 7, skills 30, feats 34, powers 53, weakness 0, total 150.
Background
Jason is a hard working construction worker for Maynard Construction, a large development firm that has divisions engaged in construction contracts from home-building to factories to skyscrapers. Showing good promise in the field, the company is paying for Jason to be schooled as an engineer, something he is applying himself to. While his boss, Melvin Maynard, and various supervisors have taken Jason under their wings, so-to-speak, in recent weeks, they have taken more than their normal interest since Jason's powers, the ability to change his form to substances harder than flesh and bone have surfaced. The strength he adds has improved his productivity... and suddenly decreased the need for a fair number of construction workers on projects Jason is involved in.
Jason (25) takes care of his kid brother Alan (16) who is living with him instead of their disfunctional family. His father (Mark) is an abusive alcoholic, and their mother (Melissa) much the same. All of them live in New York. His parents are not very supportive regarding Jason's sudden powers; his kid brother thinks it's way cool. Jason's grandfather, Micky, is exceedingly well-to-do, wealthy through clever business arrangements and dealings that Jason is not privy to. They have a good relationship, and Micky considers Jason the only one of his immediate family worth a damn. Jason doesn't rely on Micky financially however, and hasn't ever asked for handouts.
Prior to working for Maynard Construction, Jason served a two year term in the army, and remains a member of the reserves today. He and his brother stay in a decent, but cheap, apartment while Jason tries to save money for a house and for Alan's education. To most people, Jason goes by his childhood nickname, JC, which was given to him teasingly by a girl who used to call him Jasee instead of Jason.
Despite having good control of his powers, Jason doesn't realize the full extent of them. He doesn't know they protect him from harm, nor that his body has become naturally tougher, even without alternate forms. His innate protections against sensory influence and mental invasion are completely unknown to him.
Sorry if it seems I wimped out on the background, but it was so condensed and concise I couldn't find the need to elaborate much. I mean, I could, but then it would be a long winded four page thingy that says exactly the same thing!
I've attached a .zip file of the excel sheet I use for Jason, if anyone wants to look at him in detail
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Synchronicity
First Post
Christopher Jones, aka Lightspeed
Lightspeed
PL: 10
Name: Christopher Jones
Size: Medium
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 145
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Green
Languages: English, French, German, Italian, Japanese.
ABILITIES
STR 12 +1
DEX 18 +4
CON 14 +2
INT 20 +5
WIS 12 +1
CHA 14 +2
SAVES
DMG +2/+16 with evasion
FORT +2
REF +16
WILL +1
MOVEMENT
INIT +4
SPEED 80/160/320
COMBAT
BASE DEF 4
DEF 28 (29 /w dodge)
FLAT 14
MENTAL 15
BASE ATT 3
MELEE +7 [+11S/L, Mach One Punch]
RANGED +7
MENTAL +4
SKILLS
Acrobatics +9 (5 ranks, 4 dex)
Balance +11 (5 ranks, 4 dex, 2 syn)
Computers +10 (5 ranks, 5 int)
Diplomacy +7/+10 (5 ranks, 2 cha, [3 attractive])
Drive +6 (2 ranks, 4 dex)
Language (4 ranks, see above)
Listen +5 (4 ranks, 1 wis)
Spot +5 (4 ranks, 1 wis)
Science [Biology] +15 (10 ranks, 5 int)
Science [Chemistry] +15 (10 ranks, 5 int)
Science [Genetics] +15 (10 ranks, 5 int)
Science [Physics] +15 (10 ranks, 5 int)
FEATS
Attack Finesse
Attractive
Dodge
Evasion
Heroic Surge
Lightning Reflexes
Move-By Attack
Photographic Memory
Wealth
POWERS
Super Speed +10 (Power Stunts: Dual Damage, Wall Run, Water Run, Whirlwind; Extras: Mach One Punch; Flaws: Limited [Doesn’t apply to Initiative], Restricted [Power Source; Light]; Source: Mutation; Cost: 4 pp/rank; 48 pp)
COST
Abilities [30]
BAB [9]
BDB [8]
Skills [37]
Feats [18]
Powers [48]
Weaknesses [0]
Total [150]
Christopher Jones has always been a little abnormal. Even before the passing of the comet granted him super-powers, he was always a little different. The only child of a well-off middle class family in the Midlands of England, Christopher went to the best school in the area. There, the teachers discovered that Christopher was a genius. His incredible natural intelligence was readily apparent, and he moved up several classes in the space of a few months. Nothing challenged him, and as a result he became lazy, slacking off and having fun, his cleverness and near photographic memory carrying him through school with near-perfect grades in exchange for little or no effort. Only one aspect of learning could hold Chris’s interest; science. He devoured scientific textbooks avidly, committing formulae to memory, reading both deeply and widely. Christopher went to university a year early at the age of 17, easily gaining entrance to Oxford, completed a degree in Biology in the space of two years (half the usual time), and then went back to do another one, focusing on Genetics. Christopher also has degree-level knowledge of Chemistry and Physics, though no formal qualifications in them. Yet although he did phenomenally in his courses, and although Science fascinated him, Christopher still felt incomplete somehow. It was all too easy; he was able to study, party, take self-defense classes and take up gymnastics, and yet it still felt like he wasn’t really challenging himself. He felt like he was waiting for the other shoe to fall.
Christopher finished his second degree, and was immediately snatched up by a company to help develop their genetically modified food products. It involved moving to America, but Chris didn’t really mind. The pay was excellent, the hours easy..and yet Christopher still felt an itch at the back of his head, telling him it wasn‘t enough. He continued his efforts to fill his hours, working overtime and having an active social life. He met Kelly at one of the many parties he managed to get invited to, and the two of them hit it off immediately. It looked like Christopher’s life was going brilliantly; he was rich, had job security and still managed to have a social life, but he still found himself at a loss sometimes, feeling a little detached from the life he was living. It was all too..easy.
A week ago, things got a little more interesting. Christopher was working late in the lab, wanting to finish off some important work. He began inputing his findings into his computer..and suddenly began typing faster than seemed humanly possible. Christopher stopped, not quite believing what had just happened, and decided he must be suffering from lack of sleep. He got up and headed for the door..only to smash into it as he covered the intervening space in less than a second. Shaken, Christopher staggered to his feet. Experimentally, he moved to a corner of the room, and found himself halfway up the wall! Crashing to the floor again as he stopped moving, Christopher once again levered himself to his feet. He stayed very late that night, taking samples of his blood and examining them with the lab’s facilities. Christopher took sick leave over the next several days, taking time to adapt to his abilities and learn at least a rudimentary control over them. He found that it was mostly instinctive, and as long as he didn’t panic, remarkably easy. Finally, Christopher had found something his intelligence hadn’t prepared him for, and he revelled in it; though the irony of his situation has not escaped him. He, the man who always felt he had too much free time, can now complete tasks in the blink of an eye, leaving him even more free time. Now that this is the case, Chris is toying with the idea of using these powers to do some good, though what exactly is another matter. However, he’s not quite managed to convince himself to actually do anything with his abilities, torn between putting his powers to some use and keeping them a secret. Meanwhile, he continues his secret examinations of himself after hours in the lab, trying to understand why and how he has gained these powers…and what to do about them. To his friends, Christopher seems to have changed in the last few days; he's been more distant than usual, has actually politely declined invitations to parties (distinctly unusual) and seems to be spending as much time as he can in the lab.
Lightspeed
PL: 10
Name: Christopher Jones
Size: Medium
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 145
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Green
Languages: English, French, German, Italian, Japanese.
ABILITIES
STR 12 +1
DEX 18 +4
CON 14 +2
INT 20 +5
WIS 12 +1
CHA 14 +2
SAVES
DMG +2/+16 with evasion
FORT +2
REF +16
WILL +1
MOVEMENT
INIT +4
SPEED 80/160/320
COMBAT
BASE DEF 4
DEF 28 (29 /w dodge)
FLAT 14
MENTAL 15
BASE ATT 3
MELEE +7 [+11S/L, Mach One Punch]
RANGED +7
MENTAL +4
SKILLS
Acrobatics +9 (5 ranks, 4 dex)
Balance +11 (5 ranks, 4 dex, 2 syn)
Computers +10 (5 ranks, 5 int)
Diplomacy +7/+10 (5 ranks, 2 cha, [3 attractive])
Drive +6 (2 ranks, 4 dex)
Language (4 ranks, see above)
Listen +5 (4 ranks, 1 wis)
Spot +5 (4 ranks, 1 wis)
Science [Biology] +15 (10 ranks, 5 int)
Science [Chemistry] +15 (10 ranks, 5 int)
Science [Genetics] +15 (10 ranks, 5 int)
Science [Physics] +15 (10 ranks, 5 int)
FEATS
Attack Finesse
Attractive
Dodge
Evasion
Heroic Surge
Lightning Reflexes
Move-By Attack
Photographic Memory
Wealth
POWERS
Super Speed +10 (Power Stunts: Dual Damage, Wall Run, Water Run, Whirlwind; Extras: Mach One Punch; Flaws: Limited [Doesn’t apply to Initiative], Restricted [Power Source; Light]; Source: Mutation; Cost: 4 pp/rank; 48 pp)
COST
Abilities [30]
BAB [9]
BDB [8]
Skills [37]
Feats [18]
Powers [48]
Weaknesses [0]
Total [150]
Christopher Jones has always been a little abnormal. Even before the passing of the comet granted him super-powers, he was always a little different. The only child of a well-off middle class family in the Midlands of England, Christopher went to the best school in the area. There, the teachers discovered that Christopher was a genius. His incredible natural intelligence was readily apparent, and he moved up several classes in the space of a few months. Nothing challenged him, and as a result he became lazy, slacking off and having fun, his cleverness and near photographic memory carrying him through school with near-perfect grades in exchange for little or no effort. Only one aspect of learning could hold Chris’s interest; science. He devoured scientific textbooks avidly, committing formulae to memory, reading both deeply and widely. Christopher went to university a year early at the age of 17, easily gaining entrance to Oxford, completed a degree in Biology in the space of two years (half the usual time), and then went back to do another one, focusing on Genetics. Christopher also has degree-level knowledge of Chemistry and Physics, though no formal qualifications in them. Yet although he did phenomenally in his courses, and although Science fascinated him, Christopher still felt incomplete somehow. It was all too easy; he was able to study, party, take self-defense classes and take up gymnastics, and yet it still felt like he wasn’t really challenging himself. He felt like he was waiting for the other shoe to fall.
Christopher finished his second degree, and was immediately snatched up by a company to help develop their genetically modified food products. It involved moving to America, but Chris didn’t really mind. The pay was excellent, the hours easy..and yet Christopher still felt an itch at the back of his head, telling him it wasn‘t enough. He continued his efforts to fill his hours, working overtime and having an active social life. He met Kelly at one of the many parties he managed to get invited to, and the two of them hit it off immediately. It looked like Christopher’s life was going brilliantly; he was rich, had job security and still managed to have a social life, but he still found himself at a loss sometimes, feeling a little detached from the life he was living. It was all too..easy.
A week ago, things got a little more interesting. Christopher was working late in the lab, wanting to finish off some important work. He began inputing his findings into his computer..and suddenly began typing faster than seemed humanly possible. Christopher stopped, not quite believing what had just happened, and decided he must be suffering from lack of sleep. He got up and headed for the door..only to smash into it as he covered the intervening space in less than a second. Shaken, Christopher staggered to his feet. Experimentally, he moved to a corner of the room, and found himself halfway up the wall! Crashing to the floor again as he stopped moving, Christopher once again levered himself to his feet. He stayed very late that night, taking samples of his blood and examining them with the lab’s facilities. Christopher took sick leave over the next several days, taking time to adapt to his abilities and learn at least a rudimentary control over them. He found that it was mostly instinctive, and as long as he didn’t panic, remarkably easy. Finally, Christopher had found something his intelligence hadn’t prepared him for, and he revelled in it; though the irony of his situation has not escaped him. He, the man who always felt he had too much free time, can now complete tasks in the blink of an eye, leaving him even more free time. Now that this is the case, Chris is toying with the idea of using these powers to do some good, though what exactly is another matter. However, he’s not quite managed to convince himself to actually do anything with his abilities, torn between putting his powers to some use and keeping them a secret. Meanwhile, he continues his secret examinations of himself after hours in the lab, trying to understand why and how he has gained these powers…and what to do about them. To his friends, Christopher seems to have changed in the last few days; he's been more distant than usual, has actually politely declined invitations to parties (distinctly unusual) and seems to be spending as much time as he can in the lab.
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Frida Freling
Attributes:
Str 10
Dex 10
Con 10
Int 16
Wis 14
Cha 16
Attack:
BAB 1
Melee: +1
Ranged: +1
Mental: +3
Defense:
BDB 2
Def 12
Flat 10
Mental 14
Saves:
Damage: +0
Fort: +0
Ref: +0
Will: +2
Skills:
Bluff +11/8, Computers +4/2, Diplomacy +15/8, Gather Information +13/8, Knowledge (Culture) +7/5, Knowledge (History) +6/4, Listen +16/8, Profession (Realtor) +10/8, Science (Mathematics) +7/4, Sense Motive +10/8, Search +12/4, Spot +16/8
Feats:
Attractive, Blindfight, Trance, Wealth
Powers:
ESP (4pp) +8
Extra: Telepathy
Extra: Mental Protection
Super Senses (4pp +5) +6
Extra: Telescopic Senses (Hearing)
Extra: Sensory Protection
Super-feat Extras: True Sight, Ultra-Hearing, Blindsight (Hearing), Darkvision, See Invisibility
Postcognition (3pp) +6
Points: Att 16, BAB 3, BDB 4, Skills 40, Feats 8, Powers 79
Vitals:
Female, Age 28
5' 3" (160 cm), 129 lb (58.6 kg)
Brown Hair, Green Eyes
Languages: German, English, French, Russian, Italian
Personality: Frida is very personable and likeable in public; her co-workers and clients all compliment her on her courtesy and commitment to going the extra mile for her customers. She has done well for herself in real estate, and she likes to show that in her dress and daily life -- she keeps a well-kempt, straight-laced appearance at work and in social settings, wears fashionable clothing, and owns a nice automobile. She owns the building her studio apartment is in, but manages it through a rental company to divorce herself from the our tenants.
In private, however, Frida combats her demons. She is a bitter spinster with a penchant for chianti, cigars, and opera in Italian. She likes to maintain her private life as private, where she can drunkenly berate her father openly in the comfort of her studio.
Frida isn't sure what to do with her powers, or why she received them... right now, all she's been concerned with reinforcing her business after her 'episode.' She has begun to consider their potential in her business, especially the ability to read people's minds. Her amazing sensory abilities presently present more of a nuisance to her than a boon -- she often finds herself eavesdropping on people in her building without thinking about it, or annoyingly listening to water drip in apartments across the street. She has yet to discover how enhanced her abilities truly are, however - she has not come into situations that would test her visual enhancements other than her ability to see very clearly in the dark.
History: Frida Freling is a native-born German in her late 20's, who was working as a real estate agent in Berlin when her powers first manifested. Born in Mittenwald, Bayern, she moved to Berlin after completing University in Munich, where she studied several languages, received her business degree, and completed a European MBA.
Frida is unwed, and lives alone in a studio in Berlin. Her closest relatives live in Bayern -- her estranged father and her twin sister, Fran. Her mother is deceased. She grew up in a small house in Mittenwald -- her mother was a nurse, her father a construction worker. Her parents divorced after her mother became ill; while working at the hospital she contracted hepatitis, but by the time she begun to show symptoms it was too late. Her mother died not long after the divorce, while Frida was in attending University. She hasn't spoken to her father in five years, since her mother's funeral, and hasn't seen Fran for about two years: Fran works as a Realschule teacher in Mittenwald. They write each other occasionally, but beyond genetics have little in common anymore.
Powers: While showing a house to a young Russian couple moving into the country to start a business, Frida collapsed in the throws of visions. When she regained consciousness in the hospital later that evening, the visions continued unabated as the doctors and attendants came in contact with her. She also found that she could not escape the noises of the hospital itself -- sounds and smells from the basement came to her like they were in the next room. She nearly went mad the first night, and the doctors finally isolated her in a padded cell. While this lessened the noise in her head some, the relief was only temporary as her senses bounded from within her, touching places as far away as her childhood home and even as far as the minds of childhood friends.
She spent the better part of a week in and out of consciousness and lucidity, trying to bring her rampant mind under rein, until finally she awoke on July 12 to absolute mental quiet. The doctors conducted tests for the next several days, but could find nothing wrong with her... but she knew better. The quiet was self-induced -- Frida, in her ferverish rantings, had found a way to rein it all in, focus it, use at her command... and so she choose to turn it off while the doctors tested, until the doctors released her on July 15, and until she could return to her home.
Frida did what any good person would do -- she made an anonymous call to the Polizei upon being released. Later that evening, the home she had been showing the young couple a week before was entered and a number of bodies were exhumed; the previous owner had been luring prostitutes to his home and murdering them for the better part of 30 years. He had put the house on the market and left the country several months earlier. It did wonders for her conscious, but nothing could help her business; in the week during which she was hospitalized, many of her clients had opted to select another realtor after information had leaked out about her 'condition.' She still has a handful of clients with several properties under her sales control.
Attributes:
Str 10
Dex 10
Con 10
Int 16
Wis 14
Cha 16
Attack:
BAB 1
Melee: +1
Ranged: +1
Mental: +3
Defense:
BDB 2
Def 12
Flat 10
Mental 14
Saves:
Damage: +0
Fort: +0
Ref: +0
Will: +2
Skills:
Bluff +11/8, Computers +4/2, Diplomacy +15/8, Gather Information +13/8, Knowledge (Culture) +7/5, Knowledge (History) +6/4, Listen +16/8, Profession (Realtor) +10/8, Science (Mathematics) +7/4, Sense Motive +10/8, Search +12/4, Spot +16/8
Feats:
Attractive, Blindfight, Trance, Wealth
Powers:
ESP (4pp) +8
Extra: Telepathy
Extra: Mental Protection
Super Senses (4pp +5) +6
Extra: Telescopic Senses (Hearing)
Extra: Sensory Protection
Super-feat Extras: True Sight, Ultra-Hearing, Blindsight (Hearing), Darkvision, See Invisibility
Postcognition (3pp) +6
Points: Att 16, BAB 3, BDB 4, Skills 40, Feats 8, Powers 79
Vitals:
Female, Age 28
5' 3" (160 cm), 129 lb (58.6 kg)
Brown Hair, Green Eyes
Languages: German, English, French, Russian, Italian
Personality: Frida is very personable and likeable in public; her co-workers and clients all compliment her on her courtesy and commitment to going the extra mile for her customers. She has done well for herself in real estate, and she likes to show that in her dress and daily life -- she keeps a well-kempt, straight-laced appearance at work and in social settings, wears fashionable clothing, and owns a nice automobile. She owns the building her studio apartment is in, but manages it through a rental company to divorce herself from the our tenants.
In private, however, Frida combats her demons. She is a bitter spinster with a penchant for chianti, cigars, and opera in Italian. She likes to maintain her private life as private, where she can drunkenly berate her father openly in the comfort of her studio.
Frida isn't sure what to do with her powers, or why she received them... right now, all she's been concerned with reinforcing her business after her 'episode.' She has begun to consider their potential in her business, especially the ability to read people's minds. Her amazing sensory abilities presently present more of a nuisance to her than a boon -- she often finds herself eavesdropping on people in her building without thinking about it, or annoyingly listening to water drip in apartments across the street. She has yet to discover how enhanced her abilities truly are, however - she has not come into situations that would test her visual enhancements other than her ability to see very clearly in the dark.
History: Frida Freling is a native-born German in her late 20's, who was working as a real estate agent in Berlin when her powers first manifested. Born in Mittenwald, Bayern, she moved to Berlin after completing University in Munich, where she studied several languages, received her business degree, and completed a European MBA.
Frida is unwed, and lives alone in a studio in Berlin. Her closest relatives live in Bayern -- her estranged father and her twin sister, Fran. Her mother is deceased. She grew up in a small house in Mittenwald -- her mother was a nurse, her father a construction worker. Her parents divorced after her mother became ill; while working at the hospital she contracted hepatitis, but by the time she begun to show symptoms it was too late. Her mother died not long after the divorce, while Frida was in attending University. She hasn't spoken to her father in five years, since her mother's funeral, and hasn't seen Fran for about two years: Fran works as a Realschule teacher in Mittenwald. They write each other occasionally, but beyond genetics have little in common anymore.
Powers: While showing a house to a young Russian couple moving into the country to start a business, Frida collapsed in the throws of visions. When she regained consciousness in the hospital later that evening, the visions continued unabated as the doctors and attendants came in contact with her. She also found that she could not escape the noises of the hospital itself -- sounds and smells from the basement came to her like they were in the next room. She nearly went mad the first night, and the doctors finally isolated her in a padded cell. While this lessened the noise in her head some, the relief was only temporary as her senses bounded from within her, touching places as far away as her childhood home and even as far as the minds of childhood friends.
She spent the better part of a week in and out of consciousness and lucidity, trying to bring her rampant mind under rein, until finally she awoke on July 12 to absolute mental quiet. The doctors conducted tests for the next several days, but could find nothing wrong with her... but she knew better. The quiet was self-induced -- Frida, in her ferverish rantings, had found a way to rein it all in, focus it, use at her command... and so she choose to turn it off while the doctors tested, until the doctors released her on July 15, and until she could return to her home.
Frida did what any good person would do -- she made an anonymous call to the Polizei upon being released. Later that evening, the home she had been showing the young couple a week before was entered and a number of bodies were exhumed; the previous owner had been luring prostitutes to his home and murdering them for the better part of 30 years. He had put the house on the market and left the country several months earlier. It did wonders for her conscious, but nothing could help her business; in the week during which she was hospitalized, many of her clients had opted to select another realtor after information had leaked out about her 'condition.' She still has a handful of clients with several properties under her sales control.
CHAMELEON
PL: 10
Name: Samantha (Sam) Crayton
Size: Medium
Gender: Femail
Age: 17
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 115
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Brown
ABILITIES
STR 12 +1
DEX 17 +11
CON 14 +2
INT 14 +2
WIS 12 +1
CHA 16 +3
SAVES
DMG +2
FORT +2
REF +13
WILL +1
MOVEMENT
INIT +11
SPEED 30/60/120
COMBAT
BASE DEF 3
DEF 25
FLAT 17
MENTAL 14
BASE ATT 2
MELEE +5
RANGED +5
MENTAL +3
SKILLS
Acrobatics* [12/1]
Balance [13/2]
Bluff [4/1]
Climb [2/1]
Concentration [1]
Diplomacy [4/1]
Disguise [7/4]
Drive* [12/1]
Escape Artist [12/1]
Forgery [2]
Gather Info [3]
Hide [13/2]
Intimidate [3]
Jump [1]
Listen [1]
Move Silent [12/1]
Perform [7/4]
Read Lips* [3/1]
Search [2]
Sense Motive [3/2]
Sleight/Hand* [12/1]
Spot [5/4]
Survival [1]
Swim [1]
Taunt [9/6]
FEATS
Dodge (+1 def, or +2 def to one opponent)
Instant Stand (standing up is a free action)
Evasion (use ref save instead of dmg save)
Lightning Reflexes (+2 ref saves)
POWERS
Shapeshift [+10] extra: protection extra: exact stunt: Voice Minicry
Super-Dexerity [+8]
Weapon - escrima stick (stun) [+8] stunt: extra attack - stun
Combat sense [+4]
COST
abilities [25] base att [6] base def [6] skills [17] feats [8] powers [88] weakness [0]
Samantha (Sam) Crayton
Sam started life out on the wrong side of the tracks in east LA, that is until her mother met and married a weathy man, (they met at a hotel that her mother was working at) and moved them all to one of his Beverly Hills homes.
Now Sam had a new house and went to the best schools, she hated it. She didn't fit in, she had no friends. The other girls made fun of her mixed background (Mexican/Caucasian), the way she talked, her choice in clothing, pretty much everything. The guys constantly hit on her figuring she was easy (the rumors the other girls started didn't help.)
The one thing that helped her through the day was acting, she was always part of the school plays as well as the local theater, acting helped her forget the problems she was having.
After the comet passed she noticed that her dexerity and agility were alot better then they used to be but the real surprise came when she was running late and had to get ready for a role, she was in a near panic she would never be ready by the time she was to be on stage. Then it happened, her skin got hot and some pain spread through her body, when she looked in a mirror someone else was looking back. Somehow she had morphed into the character she was supposed to play.
She kept her ability secret. Figuring that she could make some quick cash, she contacted some old friends and they got her in contact with some very bad people. She couriered a couple of times until something went very wrong.
During an exchange a couple of cops wandered into the meeting place and tried to arrest everyone, shots were fired and a few people were hit. Sam ran and never looked back. To this day she is uncertain if anyone is still looking for her luckily she was carefull never to let anyone see what she really looked like...
PL: 10
Name: Samantha (Sam) Crayton
Size: Medium
Gender: Femail
Age: 17
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 115
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Brown
ABILITIES
STR 12 +1
DEX 17 +11
CON 14 +2
INT 14 +2
WIS 12 +1
CHA 16 +3
SAVES
DMG +2
FORT +2
REF +13
WILL +1
MOVEMENT
INIT +11
SPEED 30/60/120
COMBAT
BASE DEF 3
DEF 25
FLAT 17
MENTAL 14
BASE ATT 2
MELEE +5
RANGED +5
MENTAL +3
SKILLS
Acrobatics* [12/1]
Balance [13/2]
Bluff [4/1]
Climb [2/1]
Concentration [1]
Diplomacy [4/1]
Disguise [7/4]
Drive* [12/1]
Escape Artist [12/1]
Forgery [2]
Gather Info [3]
Hide [13/2]
Intimidate [3]
Jump [1]
Listen [1]
Move Silent [12/1]
Perform [7/4]
Read Lips* [3/1]
Search [2]
Sense Motive [3/2]
Sleight/Hand* [12/1]
Spot [5/4]
Survival [1]
Swim [1]
Taunt [9/6]
FEATS
Dodge (+1 def, or +2 def to one opponent)
Instant Stand (standing up is a free action)
Evasion (use ref save instead of dmg save)
Lightning Reflexes (+2 ref saves)
POWERS
Shapeshift [+10] extra: protection extra: exact stunt: Voice Minicry
Super-Dexerity [+8]
Weapon - escrima stick (stun) [+8] stunt: extra attack - stun
Combat sense [+4]
COST
abilities [25] base att [6] base def [6] skills [17] feats [8] powers [88] weakness [0]
Samantha (Sam) Crayton
Sam started life out on the wrong side of the tracks in east LA, that is until her mother met and married a weathy man, (they met at a hotel that her mother was working at) and moved them all to one of his Beverly Hills homes.
Now Sam had a new house and went to the best schools, she hated it. She didn't fit in, she had no friends. The other girls made fun of her mixed background (Mexican/Caucasian), the way she talked, her choice in clothing, pretty much everything. The guys constantly hit on her figuring she was easy (the rumors the other girls started didn't help.)
The one thing that helped her through the day was acting, she was always part of the school plays as well as the local theater, acting helped her forget the problems she was having.
After the comet passed she noticed that her dexerity and agility were alot better then they used to be but the real surprise came when she was running late and had to get ready for a role, she was in a near panic she would never be ready by the time she was to be on stage. Then it happened, her skin got hot and some pain spread through her body, when she looked in a mirror someone else was looking back. Somehow she had morphed into the character she was supposed to play.
She kept her ability secret. Figuring that she could make some quick cash, she contacted some old friends and they got her in contact with some very bad people. She couriered a couple of times until something went very wrong.
During an exchange a couple of cops wandered into the meeting place and tried to arrest everyone, shots were fired and a few people were hit. Sam ran and never looked back. To this day she is uncertain if anyone is still looking for her luckily she was carefull never to let anyone see what she really looked like...
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