Sollir Furryfoot
Explorer
Link to CoH Generator: http://www.atomicthinktank.com/viewtopic.php?t=14041
It is in a different language, but if you follow the steps in the thread (~10 min approx.) it'll be workin' in English in no time at all!
Nicknames: Windy, Princess
Code Name: Tempest
Name: Kelly Mitchell
Sex: Female
Age: 16
DOB: July 20th, 1998
POB: Boston, Mass.
Height: 5? *2*"
Weight: 89 lbs
PL 9 140pp
Trade Off Stats:
Defense Max: 7 (-*2*) Toughness Mas: 11(+*2*)
Attack Max: 8(-1) Damage Max: 10(+1)
*Kelly 1.0*
Code:
Str: 9 -1 (-1 PP) Dex: 16 +3 (6 PP) AB: +1 (*2* PP) Con: 10 +0 (0 PP)
Grapple: +0 HP: 3 Int: 10 +0 (0 PP) Speed: 30' Wis: 6 -*2* (-4 PP) Init:
+11 Cha: 16 +3 (6 PP) Base Power Feat Total Defense: +3 +0 +4 17 (XX PP)
Dodge: +5 Flatfooted: 11 * Trade-off +*2* toughness max (11 max), -*2*
max defense (7 max) * Trade-off +1 Damage (10 max), -1 max attack (8
max) Base Mod Feat Power Misc Total Fort: 3 +0 +0 +0 +0 +3 (3 PP) Ref: 3
+3 +0 +0 +0 +6 (3 PP) Will: *2 *+0 +0 +0 +0 +0 (*2* PP) Toughness: 0 +0
+1 +10 +0 +11 Movement Types: Flight 3(Generally) 500 ft/move action,
50mph Feats: (10 PP) Attack Focus *2*, Dodge Focus 4, Luck 1 Benifit *2*
(Status, Wealth), Attractive, defensive roll (1), Improved Initiative
(*2*) Skill Points: X (XX PP) Skills Ranks Mod Misc Total Bluff 8 +3 +11
Diplomacy 8 +3 +11 Know (Pop. Culture) 6 +0 +6 Perform Singing 12 +3 +15
Stealth *2 *+3 +5 Languages: English Powers: Immunity 6(Weather Effects,
Sleep)[1PP/Rank = 6 PP] Weather Control +10 (PF: Accurate (*2*),
Reversible (snare), Progression (Area - 9.5mile diameter circle),
Dynamic(70pp to distribute); 7 Dynamic APs; 7pp/rank + 15pp = 89pp)
Effects: Extreme Cold [2pp/rank] Force Field [1pp/rank] (Impervious;
Move Action) Hamper Movement [1pp/rank] Snare [2pp/rank] Obscure Visual
(partial) [1pp/rank] Dynamic APs: Extreme Heat [2pp/rank] Flight
[2pp/rank] Telekinesis [2pp/rank] Lightning (Area,
Progression(reduction)) [4pp/rank] Hail (Area, Linked Obscure Visual
(partial)) [4pp/rank] Drain (All Attributes) (Area, Selective, Slow
Fade; Full *Round*) [5pp/rank] Disintegrate (Area,
Progression(reduction), Full *Round*, Electronics Only) [4pp rank] Lgt
Med Hvy Lift Push Max Weight: 30 60 90 180 450
Description: Kelly is a slim athletic girl with gold eyes and short hair
of the same golden color. She has a face that people would, and do pay
large amounts to emulate, for her its just the gifts of the genetic draw.
Kelly 2.0
PL: 9/140pp
HP: 3
ABILITIES
STR 8 -1
DEX 18 +4
CON 10
INT 10
WIS 6 -*2*
CHA 16 +3
SAVES (*2*+5+5=12)
DMG +11 (10 Flat)
FORT +10 (+0 when Forcefield is down)
REF +14 (+4 when ForceField is down)
WILL +0 (+*2*) *Dedicated
MOVEMENT
INIT +16
SPEED 30/60/120
FLY 50 mph/500 fpr
COMBAT
BASE DEF 3
DEF 17
FLAT 17 (Uncanny Dodge)
BASE ATT 4
MELEE +4
RANGED +8
SKILLS
Bluff [13/10] * Attractive = +17
Diplomacy [13/10] * Attractive = +17
Knowledge(Pop Culture) [4/4]
Notice [*2*/4]
Perform Singing [15/12]
Stealth [8/4]
FEATS
Attack Focus, Ranged (4)
Defensive Roll (1)
Dodge Focus (4)
Imp. Initiative 3 (+12 to initiative)
Evasion (*2*)
Luck (*2*)
Uncanny Dodge
Attractive
Skill Mastery (1) [Bluff, Diplomacy, Perform, Stealth]
Benifit (*2*) (Status + Wealth)
Ultimate Save (Toughness)
Dedicated (Her Friends) +4 to will saves vs betraying her friends
POWERS
Lightning Blast (Area, Selective, Indirect (3); 4pp/rank +3; 43pp +
7APs=50pp)
-AP: Condensed Lightning
----Strike +10(Aura 10, Penetrating 10, Slow 9, Accurate (*2*/+8 total),
Affects Insubstantial (*2*), Incurable)
-AP: Fatigue +9 (Area, Selective, Aura (7))
-AP: Dazzle +9 (Auditory + Visual) (Area, Progression; Full *Round* *2*)
-AP: Telekinesis +11 (Area, Selective) (25.6 ton heavy load)
-AP: Drain (All abilities) +9 (Area, Selective, Full *Round*; Slow
Fade(4=1/hour))
-AP: Snare +10 and Create Object +7(Continuous; innate, precise)
-AP: Weather Control 13 (Hamper Move(*2*), Extreme Cold(*2*), Obscure
Visual(1[partial]); Touch Range, Full *Round*) [19 mile radius]
Immunity +6 (Sleep, Weather Effects)
Flight +3
Force Field +10
NAME: Timothy Andrew Withers
AGE: 16
DOB: December 31, 1999, 11:56 PM
RACE: American
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 5'3"
WEIGHT: 120
HAIR: Light Brown
EYE: Green
TYPE: Telekinetic Martial Artist
ORIGIN: Mutant
POWER LEVEL: 9
POWER POINTS: 140
COMPLICATIONS: Dark Past, Near Suicidal
HERO POINTS: *2* / *2*
*STATS*
STR: 10(+0)
DEX: 12(+1) / 16(+3)(only with TK)
CON: 14(+*2*)
INT: 18(+4)
WIS: 10(+0)
CHA: 14(+*2*)
*COMBAT*
ATTACK: +4
DEFENSE: +4
*SAVES*
FORTITUDE: +*2*(+7)
REFLEXES: +1(+6)
WILLPOWER: +0(+4)
*DERIVED*
TOUGHNESS(*): +5(+7) / +3(+5) FLAT FOOTED / +0(+*2*) IMPERVIOUS
KNOCKBACK(*): +*2*(+4) / +1(+3) FLAT FOOTED
INITIATIVE: +5 BASE
ATTACK(@): +4 BASE / +7 MELEE / +4 RANGED / +4(+12) GRAPPLE
DEFENSE: 17 DEFENSE / 12 FLAT FOOTED
DAMAGE: +0 UNARMED / +8 TK(10 FOOT REACH)
MOVEMENT(PARALYZED): 5(20) NORMAL / 10(40) ACCELERATED / 20(80) ALL OUT
MOVEMENT(AIRWALK/FLIGHT): 500 NORMAL / 1000 ACCELERATED / 2000 ALL OUT
JUMPING: 5 HIGH / 10 STANDING / 20 RUNNING
* = The number in parentheses is when he has his Force Field active.
@ = The number in parentheses is when he's using his TK.
Feats(20 pp)
Benefit *2*(Wealth *2*): +16 Wealth
Defensive Roll *2*: +*2* Toughness when not Flat Footed
Attack Focus(Melee) 3: +3 Melee Attack Bonus
Dodge Focus 3: +3 Defense bonus when not Flat Footed
Improved Initiative 1: +4 Initiative
Attractive 1: +4 Bluff/Diplomacy where appearances matter
Instant Up: Get up as a free action
Improved Critical(TK): Gets a critical on a 19 or 20 with TK attacks
Improvised Tools: Ignores penalty for improved tools
Ambidexterity: Any hand is his dominant hand
Eidetic Memory: Perfect recall of everything experienced, +4 where
memory is concerned
Luck 1: +1 Hero Points
Diehard: Auto-stabilize one *round* after hitting dying status
Equipment 1: (Wheelchair, Laptop, Cell Phone, ToolKit)
*Skills*
Acrobatics +4(+5)
Bluff +4(+6)(+10 Attractive)
Diplomacy +*2*(+4)(+8 Attractive)
Concentration +8(+8)
Craft(Mechanical) +6(+10)
Craft(electronical) +6(+10)
Computers +4(+8)
Disable Device +4(+8)
Knowledge(Technology) +6(+10)
Knowledge(Life Sciences) +4(+8)
Knowledge(Physical Sciences) +4(+8)
Knowledge(Behavorial Sciences) +4(+8)
Perform(String Instruments) +4(+6)
Notice +5(+5)
Stealth +5(+6)
Search +1(+5)
Sense Motive +5(+5)
Language: English(native)
Language: German
Language: French
Language: Spanish
Language: Japanese
*Powers*
Protection 1(1)
Enhanced Dexterity(Only with TK) 4(*2*)
TK(Touch Range Flaw, Damaging Extra) 8(16)
PF: Extended Reach 1(1)
PF: Precise(1)
PF: Subtle(1)
Additional Limbs(Sustained Duration Flaw, Linked to Telekinesis) 3(1)
PF: Subtle(1)
PF: Extended Reach 1(1)
Feat: Improved Grapple(free)
Flight 3(6)
AP: Air Walk 1 + Speed 4(1)
Leaping 1(1)
Force Field(Impervious) *2*(4)
Regeneration (Injured / 5 Minutes, Disabled / 5 Hours, Attributes /
Hour) 5(5)
PF: Persistant(1)
PF: Regrowth(1)
Immunity(Limited)(Age, Hunger&Thirst, Exhaustion, Poison, Disease, High
Pressure) 6(3)
Quickness (Only for Tasks involving Craft: Mechanics or Craft:
Electronics) *2*(1)
*Equipment*
WheelChair(*2* ep): Str 15, Toughness 5, Defense 10, Move 20, Size Med
Laptop(1 ep): normal laptop, nothing fancy
Cell Phone(1 ep): basic cell phone
Toolkit(1 ep): basic tools for mechanical & electronical maintenance
Drawback: Paraplegic(Uncommon, Minor)(+1)
Stats(18) + Combat(16) + Saves(14) + Feats(20) + Skills(20) Powers(48) -
Drawbacks(1) + Experience(*2*) = 136/138
-----
His Flight(or Air Walk) is essentially a light white aura which covers
him as he moves, the faster he moves, the brighter the aura. When he's
actively flying, a pair of static white wings sprout from his back.
They're not actually real, they're nothing more than just telekinetic
manifestations to help make flight easier.
His Telekinesis, the 'image' (for those who can see it, Notice DC 20) is
that he creates telekinetic limbs. The limbs are translucent, almost
ghostlike, and sprout from his back.
*Background*
Timothy Andrew Withers was born on December 31, 1999, three minutes
before the new year, to the happy couple of Robert Sanders Withers and
Suzan Montgomery Withers. For the first three years of his life, he
experienced nothing but joy and happiness. It was on a typical car ride
to visit his least favorite aunt that his life took a permanent turn for
the worse.
He was blissfully unaware of the argument going on between his parents,
one that they'd been careful not to bring up within earshot of him. Had
he been aware, he would have struggled to warn them of the car
approaching. Sadly, he was under some medication for a minor sleeping
disorder and was so soundly asleep that one would almost think he was dead.
When he woke up, it hurt all over, he was in a strange place, and his
legs felt funny. He wouldnt understand for almost two years what had
just happened. His parents had been in a horrible car accident. His
father had broken a leg and had his face horribly scarred, his mother
had lost her left arm and suffered scars across much of her body, he was
not spared from injury either, for the doctors, despite all their
efforts, couldnt undo the damage to his severely damaged legs.
Life took a fall after that, the only thing that kept it from being
worse was the other guy paid them an insane amount of money not to sue
him. It was enough to put them on easy street for the rest of their
lives. This only compounded the problem, not needing to leave the house
to tend to the need to pay the bills gave them time to find a source for
all their misery.
Him.
At first it was just yelling, blaming him, accusing him, but it grew in
time. He tried to defend himself, both verbally and otherwise, but
having a body confined to a wheelchair didnt help. He quickly found that
if they didnt see him, they didnt attack him. He retreated into books,
and found solace there. By the time he was eight years old, he was
practically persona non grata among his parents. He'd started to earn a
name in the neighborhood however, as he demonstrated a quick mind, a
quiet mouth, and an understanding of how all things mechanical worked.
By the age of ten, he was making spare cash here and there doing odd
mechanical jobs. He felt comfortable with machines, after all, they
didnt yell, they didnt hurt him, and they gave him a reason to exist.
Realizing he'd never go anywhere or be anything, at the age of eleven,
he first attempted to commit suicide. Had it not been for a lack of
understanding how the body worked, he would have succeeded. This put him
into counseling, and into more trouble at home.
He was more careful the next time, but it seemed fate conspired against
him, the sleeping pills only made him sick, and they had to get his
stomach pumped.
He planned for months, preparing his body, knowing that this time, he
would succeeded. He was thirteen years old by this time. He convinced a
female friend, one who had a car, to drive him up to a mountain he'd
always dreamed of. He'd smiled, wishing that one day he could find a way
to climb that mountain.
Now ... if he pulled it off, he was not going to climb, but descend that
mountain ... in a fatal way. It was simple, he knew an edge that was
over one hundred feet high, with nothing to slow his descent to the
ground. There was no way he'd survive the fall, it would take a miracle
to stop him once he started his descent.
She was blissfully unaware of his plans, and he smiled as he gave her
all the well crafted lies on the drive up. A part of him knew what she'd
feel, but ... everything would be so much easier once he was gone. So
much easier.
He looked out over the valley, it was so beautiful, and the idea of
seeing it rush by him as he fell gave him goosebumps. They talked for
awhile, and he found his nerve starting to fade, so realizing if he
didnt do it now, he never would, he stood. The doctors had told him long
ago about the damage, and he understood it all. But he'd trained and
prepared for this. He couldnt maintain it for long, but ... it would be
long enough.
She'd went back to the car to call her mom, which gave him time to get
to the edge, and let himself fall. He heard her scream as the fall
began, and deep down a voice in him said that this was wrong, but it was
too late, he was commited.
As he fell, he realized he was right, the valley was beautiful, and soon
he'd be a permanent part of it. That voice inside him would not shut up.
I dont WANT to die! I want to live! I want to be strong!
Forget strength, he wanted to walk ... no ...
He looked down, and realized that he wanted to fly. He wanted to see
sights that made this valley seem banal in comparison.
He felt a power surge up from within him, and suddenly he stopped
falling. It took him a few seconds to realize what had happened. He
wasnt plummeting to his death anymore, he wasnt going to die. And for
the first time in his life, the idea of living seemed like a good idea.
As he looked at himself, he could see a soft shimmering aura surround
him. And ... he could tell that while it was holding him up, that it
wouldnt do so forever as he felt himself began to sink. Realizing that
his life was on the line he ascended, desiring life, he found the
strength to control this unknown power and he flew. He didnt just move,
he flew, faster than a human could move, he flew.
Soon he saw her standing there, sobbing, and he realized what he'd done
was a horrible thing.
"Jean ... I'm alive."
She didn't listen. "Jean!"
She finally looked up, "You ... how ... you're a ghost! You ..."
He winced, "I'm alive ... but ... could you pull me in ... I'm not sure
how much longer I can hold this."
She got up and pulled him back to safety, and no sooner did she have
stable footing than a headache like none he'd ever experienced slammed
into him. He lay there in her arms, exhausted, and realizing that
perhaps life wasnt so bad after all.
That thought was virtually destroyed within days of coming back home. He
realized that they feared him now, he could strike back, he had the
power to defend himself, and that scared them. It was sad, he was still
their child, the only reason they should have been concerned was if
they'd continued their abuse.
He was put into more extensive counseling, not due to his attempted
suicide, Jean hadnt told anyone about his aborted attempt. He was put in
due to concerns of how he would handle the other kids reacting to his
newfound abilities. His counselor 'encouraged' him to take up martial
arts, and not wanting to cause problems, he did so.
He excelled at it, which only made his home life more miserable, and
then one day, he came home to find out he was being put in someone
else's care. He didnt understand all the legal mumbo jumbo, but deep
down he knew his parents saw the load of cash they dumped on his
caretaker as a way to get rid of him.
He moved to his new home, expecting things to get worse. His parents
hated him, and this was the final nail in the coffin. He was never going
to be welcome at home again. Never.
He couldnt say his caretaker, Jim was worse, or better, rather he was
... uninterested. He cared for him, made sure he stayed out of trouble,
but otherwise, left him to his own devices. Things settled down, and due
to a combination of medication, counseling and his studies, things
became about as quiet as they could be.
Until Jim betrayed him, and arranged for him to be shipped off to a
school for children like himself. He spiraled downwards, almost making
another attempt at his own life again, realizing that everyone believed
he was of no worth whatsoever.
The only thing he could do was roll with the blows and adapt once he
arrived ...
*Relatives/Friends*
Jim, his caretaker is not a cruel or insensitive person, he just
realized that getting him into the school would be better for him. Of
course in his state of depression, he didnt understand any of the talks
the guy gave him. Jim does care for him, but gave him his distance so
that he could try and figure out who he was. Jim is quite well off,
having invested the money that his parents had given him and made enough
money to set them both up for life.
Jean, the girl who was there when his powers blossomed is still in
regular contact with him, and is just entering senior year at high
school. While he wouldnt call her a girlfriend or anything, he told her
before he was put up with his caretaker, that if she ever needed help,
to just let him know and he'd come to help her.
His parents, since his care was taken over by Jim, he has had no contact
with them, and has no desire to have any contact with them either, so
long as they dont try to take away the money that Jim made fair and
square, most of which will go to him when he turns eighteen.
*Personality*
He can be a very moody person, prone to mood swings, but tending more
toward the depression side of things than anything. He takes medication
to help him overcome his depression, and also sees a counselor on a
regular basis. He doesnt smile very often, and isnt used to giving his
own input into on what he thinks about a situation. He's more of a
follower, the kind of guy who doesnt want to make waves, but neither
does he exactly want to make friends. Leave him to his own devices, and
he'll do things quite well, but expect him to work well with a team ...
and he tends to fall apart.
It's not that he's a loner, he's just had too many years of people
treating him as worthless, and he still feels that he is just that,
worthless. Despite the awards he's won in a few martial art tournaments,
he still feels that he's not very competent. And people who do
compliment him tend to have him scared, as he's expecting them to betray
him in time. His parents betrayed him, his body betrayed him, and his
caretaker betrayed him.
*Appearances*
Timothy is a short man, just barely hit sixteen, topping 5'3", but not
by much. He's definitely on the lean side, he's slowly starting to show
some muscle, though what muscle he does show is very lean. He's more
what you'd call somewhat athletic than anything. He's got brown hair so
light, its almost mistaken for a soft blond at times. His green eyes at
times have the look of a deer, as if he's expecting someone to attack
him from every angle. He dresses in clothes that don't stand out, as if
he's trying to avoid drawing attention to himself.
He has a few scars from the car accident, but most are rather faint now
due to how long it's been since then. The two most visible are across
his legs between his knees and his groin. He has other scars, none quite
so visible as those two however. Not all of the scars he has are from
the car accident, some came from years of abuse as well.
It is in a different language, but if you follow the steps in the thread (~10 min approx.) it'll be workin' in English in no time at all!
Nicknames: Windy, Princess
Code Name: Tempest
Name: Kelly Mitchell
Sex: Female
Age: 16
DOB: July 20th, 1998
POB: Boston, Mass.
Height: 5? *2*"
Weight: 89 lbs
PL 9 140pp
Trade Off Stats:
Defense Max: 7 (-*2*) Toughness Mas: 11(+*2*)
Attack Max: 8(-1) Damage Max: 10(+1)
*Kelly 1.0*
Code:
Str: 9 -1 (-1 PP) Dex: 16 +3 (6 PP) AB: +1 (*2* PP) Con: 10 +0 (0 PP)
Grapple: +0 HP: 3 Int: 10 +0 (0 PP) Speed: 30' Wis: 6 -*2* (-4 PP) Init:
+11 Cha: 16 +3 (6 PP) Base Power Feat Total Defense: +3 +0 +4 17 (XX PP)
Dodge: +5 Flatfooted: 11 * Trade-off +*2* toughness max (11 max), -*2*
max defense (7 max) * Trade-off +1 Damage (10 max), -1 max attack (8
max) Base Mod Feat Power Misc Total Fort: 3 +0 +0 +0 +0 +3 (3 PP) Ref: 3
+3 +0 +0 +0 +6 (3 PP) Will: *2 *+0 +0 +0 +0 +0 (*2* PP) Toughness: 0 +0
+1 +10 +0 +11 Movement Types: Flight 3(Generally) 500 ft/move action,
50mph Feats: (10 PP) Attack Focus *2*, Dodge Focus 4, Luck 1 Benifit *2*
(Status, Wealth), Attractive, defensive roll (1), Improved Initiative
(*2*) Skill Points: X (XX PP) Skills Ranks Mod Misc Total Bluff 8 +3 +11
Diplomacy 8 +3 +11 Know (Pop. Culture) 6 +0 +6 Perform Singing 12 +3 +15
Stealth *2 *+3 +5 Languages: English Powers: Immunity 6(Weather Effects,
Sleep)[1PP/Rank = 6 PP] Weather Control +10 (PF: Accurate (*2*),
Reversible (snare), Progression (Area - 9.5mile diameter circle),
Dynamic(70pp to distribute); 7 Dynamic APs; 7pp/rank + 15pp = 89pp)
Effects: Extreme Cold [2pp/rank] Force Field [1pp/rank] (Impervious;
Move Action) Hamper Movement [1pp/rank] Snare [2pp/rank] Obscure Visual
(partial) [1pp/rank] Dynamic APs: Extreme Heat [2pp/rank] Flight
[2pp/rank] Telekinesis [2pp/rank] Lightning (Area,
Progression(reduction)) [4pp/rank] Hail (Area, Linked Obscure Visual
(partial)) [4pp/rank] Drain (All Attributes) (Area, Selective, Slow
Fade; Full *Round*) [5pp/rank] Disintegrate (Area,
Progression(reduction), Full *Round*, Electronics Only) [4pp rank] Lgt
Med Hvy Lift Push Max Weight: 30 60 90 180 450
Description: Kelly is a slim athletic girl with gold eyes and short hair
of the same golden color. She has a face that people would, and do pay
large amounts to emulate, for her its just the gifts of the genetic draw.
Kelly 2.0
PL: 9/140pp
HP: 3
ABILITIES
STR 8 -1
DEX 18 +4
CON 10
INT 10
WIS 6 -*2*
CHA 16 +3
SAVES (*2*+5+5=12)
DMG +11 (10 Flat)
FORT +10 (+0 when Forcefield is down)
REF +14 (+4 when ForceField is down)
WILL +0 (+*2*) *Dedicated
MOVEMENT
INIT +16
SPEED 30/60/120
FLY 50 mph/500 fpr
COMBAT
BASE DEF 3
DEF 17
FLAT 17 (Uncanny Dodge)
BASE ATT 4
MELEE +4
RANGED +8
SKILLS
Bluff [13/10] * Attractive = +17
Diplomacy [13/10] * Attractive = +17
Knowledge(Pop Culture) [4/4]
Notice [*2*/4]
Perform Singing [15/12]
Stealth [8/4]
FEATS
Attack Focus, Ranged (4)
Defensive Roll (1)
Dodge Focus (4)
Imp. Initiative 3 (+12 to initiative)
Evasion (*2*)
Luck (*2*)
Uncanny Dodge
Attractive
Skill Mastery (1) [Bluff, Diplomacy, Perform, Stealth]
Benifit (*2*) (Status + Wealth)
Ultimate Save (Toughness)
Dedicated (Her Friends) +4 to will saves vs betraying her friends
POWERS
Lightning Blast (Area, Selective, Indirect (3); 4pp/rank +3; 43pp +
7APs=50pp)
-AP: Condensed Lightning
----Strike +10(Aura 10, Penetrating 10, Slow 9, Accurate (*2*/+8 total),
Affects Insubstantial (*2*), Incurable)
-AP: Fatigue +9 (Area, Selective, Aura (7))
-AP: Dazzle +9 (Auditory + Visual) (Area, Progression; Full *Round* *2*)
-AP: Telekinesis +11 (Area, Selective) (25.6 ton heavy load)
-AP: Drain (All abilities) +9 (Area, Selective, Full *Round*; Slow
Fade(4=1/hour))
-AP: Snare +10 and Create Object +7(Continuous; innate, precise)
-AP: Weather Control 13 (Hamper Move(*2*), Extreme Cold(*2*), Obscure
Visual(1[partial]); Touch Range, Full *Round*) [19 mile radius]
Immunity +6 (Sleep, Weather Effects)
Flight +3
Force Field +10
NAME: Timothy Andrew Withers
AGE: 16
DOB: December 31, 1999, 11:56 PM
RACE: American
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 5'3"
WEIGHT: 120
HAIR: Light Brown
EYE: Green
TYPE: Telekinetic Martial Artist
ORIGIN: Mutant
POWER LEVEL: 9
POWER POINTS: 140
COMPLICATIONS: Dark Past, Near Suicidal
HERO POINTS: *2* / *2*
*STATS*
STR: 10(+0)
DEX: 12(+1) / 16(+3)(only with TK)
CON: 14(+*2*)
INT: 18(+4)
WIS: 10(+0)
CHA: 14(+*2*)
*COMBAT*
ATTACK: +4
DEFENSE: +4
*SAVES*
FORTITUDE: +*2*(+7)
REFLEXES: +1(+6)
WILLPOWER: +0(+4)
*DERIVED*
TOUGHNESS(*): +5(+7) / +3(+5) FLAT FOOTED / +0(+*2*) IMPERVIOUS
KNOCKBACK(*): +*2*(+4) / +1(+3) FLAT FOOTED
INITIATIVE: +5 BASE
ATTACK(@): +4 BASE / +7 MELEE / +4 RANGED / +4(+12) GRAPPLE
DEFENSE: 17 DEFENSE / 12 FLAT FOOTED
DAMAGE: +0 UNARMED / +8 TK(10 FOOT REACH)
MOVEMENT(PARALYZED): 5(20) NORMAL / 10(40) ACCELERATED / 20(80) ALL OUT
MOVEMENT(AIRWALK/FLIGHT): 500 NORMAL / 1000 ACCELERATED / 2000 ALL OUT
JUMPING: 5 HIGH / 10 STANDING / 20 RUNNING
* = The number in parentheses is when he has his Force Field active.
@ = The number in parentheses is when he's using his TK.
Feats(20 pp)
Benefit *2*(Wealth *2*): +16 Wealth
Defensive Roll *2*: +*2* Toughness when not Flat Footed
Attack Focus(Melee) 3: +3 Melee Attack Bonus
Dodge Focus 3: +3 Defense bonus when not Flat Footed
Improved Initiative 1: +4 Initiative
Attractive 1: +4 Bluff/Diplomacy where appearances matter
Instant Up: Get up as a free action
Improved Critical(TK): Gets a critical on a 19 or 20 with TK attacks
Improvised Tools: Ignores penalty for improved tools
Ambidexterity: Any hand is his dominant hand
Eidetic Memory: Perfect recall of everything experienced, +4 where
memory is concerned
Luck 1: +1 Hero Points
Diehard: Auto-stabilize one *round* after hitting dying status
Equipment 1: (Wheelchair, Laptop, Cell Phone, ToolKit)
*Skills*
Acrobatics +4(+5)
Bluff +4(+6)(+10 Attractive)
Diplomacy +*2*(+4)(+8 Attractive)
Concentration +8(+8)
Craft(Mechanical) +6(+10)
Craft(electronical) +6(+10)
Computers +4(+8)
Disable Device +4(+8)
Knowledge(Technology) +6(+10)
Knowledge(Life Sciences) +4(+8)
Knowledge(Physical Sciences) +4(+8)
Knowledge(Behavorial Sciences) +4(+8)
Perform(String Instruments) +4(+6)
Notice +5(+5)
Stealth +5(+6)
Search +1(+5)
Sense Motive +5(+5)
Language: English(native)
Language: German
Language: French
Language: Spanish
Language: Japanese
*Powers*
Protection 1(1)
Enhanced Dexterity(Only with TK) 4(*2*)
TK(Touch Range Flaw, Damaging Extra) 8(16)
PF: Extended Reach 1(1)
PF: Precise(1)
PF: Subtle(1)
Additional Limbs(Sustained Duration Flaw, Linked to Telekinesis) 3(1)
PF: Subtle(1)
PF: Extended Reach 1(1)
Feat: Improved Grapple(free)
Flight 3(6)
AP: Air Walk 1 + Speed 4(1)
Leaping 1(1)
Force Field(Impervious) *2*(4)
Regeneration (Injured / 5 Minutes, Disabled / 5 Hours, Attributes /
Hour) 5(5)
PF: Persistant(1)
PF: Regrowth(1)
Immunity(Limited)(Age, Hunger&Thirst, Exhaustion, Poison, Disease, High
Pressure) 6(3)
Quickness (Only for Tasks involving Craft: Mechanics or Craft:
Electronics) *2*(1)
*Equipment*
WheelChair(*2* ep): Str 15, Toughness 5, Defense 10, Move 20, Size Med
Laptop(1 ep): normal laptop, nothing fancy
Cell Phone(1 ep): basic cell phone
Toolkit(1 ep): basic tools for mechanical & electronical maintenance
Drawback: Paraplegic(Uncommon, Minor)(+1)
Stats(18) + Combat(16) + Saves(14) + Feats(20) + Skills(20) Powers(48) -
Drawbacks(1) + Experience(*2*) = 136/138
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His Flight(or Air Walk) is essentially a light white aura which covers
him as he moves, the faster he moves, the brighter the aura. When he's
actively flying, a pair of static white wings sprout from his back.
They're not actually real, they're nothing more than just telekinetic
manifestations to help make flight easier.
His Telekinesis, the 'image' (for those who can see it, Notice DC 20) is
that he creates telekinetic limbs. The limbs are translucent, almost
ghostlike, and sprout from his back.
*Background*
Timothy Andrew Withers was born on December 31, 1999, three minutes
before the new year, to the happy couple of Robert Sanders Withers and
Suzan Montgomery Withers. For the first three years of his life, he
experienced nothing but joy and happiness. It was on a typical car ride
to visit his least favorite aunt that his life took a permanent turn for
the worse.
He was blissfully unaware of the argument going on between his parents,
one that they'd been careful not to bring up within earshot of him. Had
he been aware, he would have struggled to warn them of the car
approaching. Sadly, he was under some medication for a minor sleeping
disorder and was so soundly asleep that one would almost think he was dead.
When he woke up, it hurt all over, he was in a strange place, and his
legs felt funny. He wouldnt understand for almost two years what had
just happened. His parents had been in a horrible car accident. His
father had broken a leg and had his face horribly scarred, his mother
had lost her left arm and suffered scars across much of her body, he was
not spared from injury either, for the doctors, despite all their
efforts, couldnt undo the damage to his severely damaged legs.
Life took a fall after that, the only thing that kept it from being
worse was the other guy paid them an insane amount of money not to sue
him. It was enough to put them on easy street for the rest of their
lives. This only compounded the problem, not needing to leave the house
to tend to the need to pay the bills gave them time to find a source for
all their misery.
Him.
At first it was just yelling, blaming him, accusing him, but it grew in
time. He tried to defend himself, both verbally and otherwise, but
having a body confined to a wheelchair didnt help. He quickly found that
if they didnt see him, they didnt attack him. He retreated into books,
and found solace there. By the time he was eight years old, he was
practically persona non grata among his parents. He'd started to earn a
name in the neighborhood however, as he demonstrated a quick mind, a
quiet mouth, and an understanding of how all things mechanical worked.
By the age of ten, he was making spare cash here and there doing odd
mechanical jobs. He felt comfortable with machines, after all, they
didnt yell, they didnt hurt him, and they gave him a reason to exist.
Realizing he'd never go anywhere or be anything, at the age of eleven,
he first attempted to commit suicide. Had it not been for a lack of
understanding how the body worked, he would have succeeded. This put him
into counseling, and into more trouble at home.
He was more careful the next time, but it seemed fate conspired against
him, the sleeping pills only made him sick, and they had to get his
stomach pumped.
He planned for months, preparing his body, knowing that this time, he
would succeeded. He was thirteen years old by this time. He convinced a
female friend, one who had a car, to drive him up to a mountain he'd
always dreamed of. He'd smiled, wishing that one day he could find a way
to climb that mountain.
Now ... if he pulled it off, he was not going to climb, but descend that
mountain ... in a fatal way. It was simple, he knew an edge that was
over one hundred feet high, with nothing to slow his descent to the
ground. There was no way he'd survive the fall, it would take a miracle
to stop him once he started his descent.
She was blissfully unaware of his plans, and he smiled as he gave her
all the well crafted lies on the drive up. A part of him knew what she'd
feel, but ... everything would be so much easier once he was gone. So
much easier.
He looked out over the valley, it was so beautiful, and the idea of
seeing it rush by him as he fell gave him goosebumps. They talked for
awhile, and he found his nerve starting to fade, so realizing if he
didnt do it now, he never would, he stood. The doctors had told him long
ago about the damage, and he understood it all. But he'd trained and
prepared for this. He couldnt maintain it for long, but ... it would be
long enough.
She'd went back to the car to call her mom, which gave him time to get
to the edge, and let himself fall. He heard her scream as the fall
began, and deep down a voice in him said that this was wrong, but it was
too late, he was commited.
As he fell, he realized he was right, the valley was beautiful, and soon
he'd be a permanent part of it. That voice inside him would not shut up.
I dont WANT to die! I want to live! I want to be strong!
Forget strength, he wanted to walk ... no ...
He looked down, and realized that he wanted to fly. He wanted to see
sights that made this valley seem banal in comparison.
He felt a power surge up from within him, and suddenly he stopped
falling. It took him a few seconds to realize what had happened. He
wasnt plummeting to his death anymore, he wasnt going to die. And for
the first time in his life, the idea of living seemed like a good idea.
As he looked at himself, he could see a soft shimmering aura surround
him. And ... he could tell that while it was holding him up, that it
wouldnt do so forever as he felt himself began to sink. Realizing that
his life was on the line he ascended, desiring life, he found the
strength to control this unknown power and he flew. He didnt just move,
he flew, faster than a human could move, he flew.
Soon he saw her standing there, sobbing, and he realized what he'd done
was a horrible thing.
"Jean ... I'm alive."
She didn't listen. "Jean!"
She finally looked up, "You ... how ... you're a ghost! You ..."
He winced, "I'm alive ... but ... could you pull me in ... I'm not sure
how much longer I can hold this."
She got up and pulled him back to safety, and no sooner did she have
stable footing than a headache like none he'd ever experienced slammed
into him. He lay there in her arms, exhausted, and realizing that
perhaps life wasnt so bad after all.
That thought was virtually destroyed within days of coming back home. He
realized that they feared him now, he could strike back, he had the
power to defend himself, and that scared them. It was sad, he was still
their child, the only reason they should have been concerned was if
they'd continued their abuse.
He was put into more extensive counseling, not due to his attempted
suicide, Jean hadnt told anyone about his aborted attempt. He was put in
due to concerns of how he would handle the other kids reacting to his
newfound abilities. His counselor 'encouraged' him to take up martial
arts, and not wanting to cause problems, he did so.
He excelled at it, which only made his home life more miserable, and
then one day, he came home to find out he was being put in someone
else's care. He didnt understand all the legal mumbo jumbo, but deep
down he knew his parents saw the load of cash they dumped on his
caretaker as a way to get rid of him.
He moved to his new home, expecting things to get worse. His parents
hated him, and this was the final nail in the coffin. He was never going
to be welcome at home again. Never.
He couldnt say his caretaker, Jim was worse, or better, rather he was
... uninterested. He cared for him, made sure he stayed out of trouble,
but otherwise, left him to his own devices. Things settled down, and due
to a combination of medication, counseling and his studies, things
became about as quiet as they could be.
Until Jim betrayed him, and arranged for him to be shipped off to a
school for children like himself. He spiraled downwards, almost making
another attempt at his own life again, realizing that everyone believed
he was of no worth whatsoever.
The only thing he could do was roll with the blows and adapt once he
arrived ...
*Relatives/Friends*
Jim, his caretaker is not a cruel or insensitive person, he just
realized that getting him into the school would be better for him. Of
course in his state of depression, he didnt understand any of the talks
the guy gave him. Jim does care for him, but gave him his distance so
that he could try and figure out who he was. Jim is quite well off,
having invested the money that his parents had given him and made enough
money to set them both up for life.
Jean, the girl who was there when his powers blossomed is still in
regular contact with him, and is just entering senior year at high
school. While he wouldnt call her a girlfriend or anything, he told her
before he was put up with his caretaker, that if she ever needed help,
to just let him know and he'd come to help her.
His parents, since his care was taken over by Jim, he has had no contact
with them, and has no desire to have any contact with them either, so
long as they dont try to take away the money that Jim made fair and
square, most of which will go to him when he turns eighteen.
*Personality*
He can be a very moody person, prone to mood swings, but tending more
toward the depression side of things than anything. He takes medication
to help him overcome his depression, and also sees a counselor on a
regular basis. He doesnt smile very often, and isnt used to giving his
own input into on what he thinks about a situation. He's more of a
follower, the kind of guy who doesnt want to make waves, but neither
does he exactly want to make friends. Leave him to his own devices, and
he'll do things quite well, but expect him to work well with a team ...
and he tends to fall apart.
It's not that he's a loner, he's just had too many years of people
treating him as worthless, and he still feels that he is just that,
worthless. Despite the awards he's won in a few martial art tournaments,
he still feels that he's not very competent. And people who do
compliment him tend to have him scared, as he's expecting them to betray
him in time. His parents betrayed him, his body betrayed him, and his
caretaker betrayed him.
*Appearances*
Timothy is a short man, just barely hit sixteen, topping 5'3", but not
by much. He's definitely on the lean side, he's slowly starting to show
some muscle, though what muscle he does show is very lean. He's more
what you'd call somewhat athletic than anything. He's got brown hair so
light, its almost mistaken for a soft blond at times. His green eyes at
times have the look of a deer, as if he's expecting someone to attack
him from every angle. He dresses in clothes that don't stand out, as if
he's trying to avoid drawing attention to himself.
He has a few scars from the car accident, but most are rather faint now
due to how long it's been since then. The two most visible are across
his legs between his knees and his groin. He has other scars, none quite
so visible as those two however. Not all of the scars he has are from
the car accident, some came from years of abuse as well.
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