Whelp, here is the background so far for Joesph - sounds like a good angel name to me lol. Subject to change of course. Should have the char done for review soonish. I did manage to fit in an actual sword, rather than perception attack. But dang if Elric's not right, points are ridiculously tight trying to do this build even remotely right.
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Real Name:
Secret ID: Laeng Wu
Player Handle: Fenris2
Code Name: Angel
Concept/Archetype: Angel
Gender: Male
Age: ???
Size: Medium
Height: 6' 0"
Weight: 195 lbs
Hair: Black
Eyes: Blue
Skin: Asian
Nationality: ?
Ethnicity: ?
Power Level: 11
Power Points: 165 = Stats 40 + 7 Saves + 0 Combat + 81 Powers + 22 Feats + 17 Skills - 2 Limitations
Tradeoffs: +2 attack/-2 DC, +3 toughness/-3 Defense
Experience Points: ?
Hero Points: ?
ABILITIES: 40 PP
STR 20 +5 (10 PP)
DEX 18 +4 (8 PP)
CON 18 +4 (8 PP)
INT 14 +2 (4 PP)
WIS 16 +3 (6 PP)
CHA 14 +2 (4 PP)
SAVES: 7 PP
Base Mod Feat Power Misc Total
FORT: +4 +3 +0 +0 +0 +7 (0 PP)
REF: +4 +0 +0 +0 +0 +4 (0 PP)
WILL: +3 +4 +0 +0 +0 +7 (0 PP)
TOUGHNESS: 0 +0 +0 +14 +0 +14
COMBAT: 0 PP
Base Power Feat Total
AB +0 +0 +5 +5 (0 PP) (melee only)
DEFENSE (Norm) +0 +0 +8 18 (0 PP)
DEFENSE (FlatF) +0 +0 +0 10 (Note, has Uncanny Dodge: Vision)
INIT +4 +0 +4 +8 (0 PP) (Improved Init(1))
ATTACKS:
Attack Damage Save Type Type Crit Special
Melee:
Unarmed +5 +5 DC 20 Tough Bruise 20 -
(or Grapple) +5 +5 - - - - -
Heaven's Razor +13 +9 DC 24 Tough Bruise 20 autofire
Leathal
MOVEMENT & ENCUMBERANCE:
SPEED 30'/60'/120'
FLIGHT: 500'/1,000'/2,000'
Lgt Med Hvy Lift Push
Max Weight:
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POWERS
Container: - Angel (59 PP, 58 PP + 1 Feat(s))
-Comprehend "Tongues" (8 PP, 4 Ranks @ 2/Rank + 0 Feat(s))
Languages: 4 ranks - read, write, speak any language, and several at once if needed
-Flight "Angel's Wings" 50 MPH (4 PP, 3 Ranks @ 2/Rank + 0 Feat(s) - 2 Drawback(s))
Drawback(s): Not in liquids, Restrainable
-Immunity "Incarnation of the Divine" (16 PP, 16 Ranks @ 1/Rank + 0 Feat(s))
Life Support (Immune to Disease, Poison, All Environments and Suffocation) (9 PP, 9 Ranks @ 1/Rank)
Mind Control, Possession (4 PP, 4 Ranks @ 1/Rank) // nothin' messes with the free will of heaven's agents
Aging, Need for Sleep, Starvation and Thirst (3 PP, 3 Ranks @ 1/Rank)
Power Feat(s): NA
-Morph "Angel to/from humanoid form, usually Leang Wu secret id" (2 PP)
Power Feat(s): NA
-Power Defense "Angel's Grace" (14 PP, 14 Ranks @ 1/Rank)
-Regeneration: (2 PP)
Resurrection (2 PP, 1 Rank @ 1+1/Rank) // Res in 1 week, hopefully
Extra(s)): True Resurrection
-Super Senses (12 PP)
True Sight 10 PP "Deny Obfuscation" - Immune to Concealment, Illusion or Obscure effects, Detect Hidden (accute)
Danger Sense 1 pp "Incomming!" - DC 15 notice to act normally during surprise round
Uncanny Dodge (Vision) 1 pp "" -
Extra(s): Innate
Device "Heaven's Razor" (9 PP, 3 Ranks @ 3/Rank ) : easily lost, gives 15pp
-Damage (9 PP, 4 Ranks @ 1+1/Rank + 1 Feat(s))
Extra's Autofire
Feat(s): Mighty,
-Attack Specialization x4 (4 PP)
Feat(s): Indestructable, Limited (those worthy including Angels of which fallen angels still qualify)
Array "Celestial Power" (13 PP, 5 Ranks @ 2/Rank + 3 Feat(s))
-Dazzle "Radiance" (9 PP, 2 Ranks @ 2+3-1 + 1 Feat(s))
Extra(s): Range (Range -> Touch), Area (burst), No Save
Feat(s)s: Selective
-Emotion Control "Move the Soul" (10 PP, 9 Ranks @ 2-2+1/Rank + 1 Feat(s) - 1 Drawback(s))
Extra(s): Range (Perception -> Touch), Area (burst)
Feat(s): Selective
Drawback(s): Limit (No Hate)
-Heal "Healing Touch" (10 PP, X Ranks @ 2+5/Rank +3 Feat(s) )
Extra(s): Action ( Full -> Move ), Restoration, Resurrection, Total
Feat(s): Persistent, Stabilize, Regrowth
-Teleport "Translocation" (10 PP, 10 Ranks @ 2-1/Rank)
Flaw(s): Long Range Only
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FEATS ( 22 PP )
All Out Attack(1 PP)
Attack Focus(5) // Melee
Defensive Attack(1 PP)
Dodge Focus(8 PP)
Evasion(2 PP)
Fascinate(1 PP) // Diplomacy
Improved Initiative(1 PP)
Interpose(1 PP)
Move-By Action(1 PP)
Skill Mastery(1 PP) // (Diplomacy, Notice, Sense Motive, Sleight of Hand)
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SKILLS: (17 PP, 68 skill points, +1 lang point free)
Ranks Mod Misc Total
Diplomacy 13 +2 - +15 // takes 10 from skill focus
Gather Information 8 +2 - +10 // Most folks just feel comfortable talking around angels
Know: Theology and Philosophy 4 +2 - +6 //
Language 1 - - - // Celestial, but he has all lang from comm power
Notice 14 +3 - +17 // takes 10 from skill focus
Profession Stage Magician 8 +3 - +11 //
Sense Motive 13 +2 - +15 // takes 10 from skill focus
Slieght of Hand 8 +4 - +12 // takes 10 from skill focus
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LIMITATIONS (+2 PP)
Secret ID
Maybe something else needed to get to 2 P total...
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Time Line: Approximately 2 years ago...
Sister Marie Donovan walked down the ancient basement steps right on Sister Angelique's heals. She disliked going into the Church's conservatory under basement. Not that it was scary per se, that was silly. After all, how frightening could a bunch of old and mostly decrepit music instruments be? It was just so dusty and well... the only other time she was ever down here was when she was still a novice, and she had felt as if she was being observed. What an odd sensation given almost no one ever came down here.
Angelique said, “So you want to take the right section... And I will do the left?”
Marie just nodded and tried to stifle a sneeze. Someone should clean down here at least once a century, she thought. But, best not bring it up to Mother Bene or she could guess who would get the job. . . Brrrrrr. What a cold pickle that one was. Putting Mother Bene out of her mind, Marie took out her note pad and doodled on a corner a few times to make sure her pen worked. That ritual completed she and Angelique begin patiently itemizing the various instruments for the inventory the church required each time the Pope changed. After a few minutes, the sound of some rustling and a rather mighty sneeze from Angelique broke the silence.
Angelique queried, “Now that is strange Marie. . . Why would someone have a statue down here?”
Marie answered, “Hrrrm?”, as she turned to see Angelic standing in the far basement corner, shrouded in a cloud of dust from having pulled an absolutely ancient looking tarp off of a life sized statue of an angel wielding a sword. She eyed the statury as she walked over, and thought it very life like indeed, although she admitted to herself that she was no expert. And replied, “Well Angelique, that should definitely be. . . somewhere that is not here anyway. Maybe we can get an idea of how old it is from the writing on the base?”
Both sisters knelt down around the statue and brushed off the dust covered base to reveal what appeared to be a very old form of maybe Celtic? “I am afraid I can not read this Marie. You studied wasted some time studying Celtic before you came here didn't you?”, said Angelique with a grin.
Brushing aside the mild jab with her curiosity aroused, Marie replied, “Yes, actually I think it is. . . but it looks like a very, very old form.” She concentrated trying to decipher the writing as best she could rubbing her temple with her left thumb as she concentrated. “How odd.”, was her only commented.
Never very patient, Angelique poked her gently in the ribs with a finger and said, “Well... Share already silly!”
Marie sighed, “It appears to be some sort of well. . . the best I can say is some sort of question or judgement put to mankind to banish or free... I am not sure over all, but this second part very definitely says 'choose to set me free.'”
She began to nod in satisfaction at her deciphering, but was interrupted by a bright flash and and a gentle but firm force that knocked both Angelique and herself prone. Marie shook her head, and looked up. . . And, gaped in amazement as the place where the statue had stood was now occupied by a very confused? And very live looking glowing angel? Holding a sword standing over them both.
A feeling of peace came over her, but not before a more natural reaction kicked in. Marie fainted. Before she completely went out, she vaguely understood communication in her mind that said “Thank you.” And then s o m e t h i n g. . . (fade to black)
Marie awoke to see Angelique's face leaning over her as she was being gently shaken and spoken too, “Marie! Marie!” she heard and replied, “I... I am awake... What happened?”
Angelique said in a confused tone, “I don't know. Do... Do you think that was actually an... ummm. . . And then we both fainted.” She and looked briefly at the spot where a statue once stood, but now only an ancient tarp remained in its place. And then she turned and hugged Marie as they both began to sob with tears mixed equally of joy, amazement, and not a little relief.
* * *
Time Line: Eons ago...
And so war rent the heavens themselves as angel fought angel while celestial blood rained from the clouds like water from the scuppers of a storm tossed ship. God would not aid the faction that supported him due to the compact of free will. And yet both sides were not only evenly matched, but also all casualties reformed soon after a battle. And so, the same battles were essentially fought over and over again with no end in sight.
Those following the word of God decided that the stalemate must end, and that Lucifer needed to be banished if God's plan was ever to unfold. And so in secret, the most powerful angels on the side of light gathered to forge the Heaven's Razors. Blades of immense power that amplified the wielders own speed and prowess, and more significantly severed an angel's ability to resurrect. Battles would no longer be eternal...
But, though victory was achieved and the angelic council did indeed banish Lucifer and his remaining followers, it was not without some unforeseen costs. For the Razors themselves had absorbed the essence of those they defeated. And in doing so gained power, sentience and the ability to influence the world around them in the process. The Angelic Council quickly moved to destroy the Razor's as some had developed a thirst for celestial blood. Yet a few of the most powerful Razors were found to be indestructible, having absorbed far to much of the essence of celestial beings they had slain.
Those few remaining blades were cast down from the heaven's and scattered across the mortal realms of the universe to greatly reduce their power by removing them from proximity to heaven. For a razor's power was in proportion to its proximity to celestial (and the new infernal) realms, the spirits it had extinguished, and the native ability of its wielder.
Each remaining blade was assigned a guardian to prevent it from returning to heaven, as well as from falling into the wrong hands. These guardians were chosen from a small pool of volunteers who agreed to have their power to return to heaven forever annulled as a safety precaution. They were chosen for a fair degree of competence, but were also far from the most powerful of angels for obvious reasons. Sometimes, these blades would be lent to a mortal for a time to further the plan. And sometimes compromises were made in selecting a guardian due to the limited pool of volunteers. . .
* * *
Time Line: Some thousands of years ago...
Angelic Councilmen, “And so the council finds you violated its tenants. But more so of helping a dark age descend on mankind that may last centuries. We understand that you have wandered the mortal realm for thousands upon thousands of years and that this may have clouded your judgement. And we acknowledge you have served your duty well... Up until this point.”
“You did indeed lend the Razor to Arthur and then assumed a role to follow him to ensure its proper use. But, you know well that loving a mortal is forbidden by the council, and the result of your actions could have grave consequences for history. We will not pass sentence on you, but rather allow mankind to do so. For it is they you have harmed by your actions. Do you accept our ruling?”
“I accept it as it is my duty, but do not agree with it.”, I replied
Angelic Councilmen, “This too was forseen. None the less, your punishment is accepted and so we will continue. (pause) You shall be banished from all contact with humans of this time. And we will leave it to them to forgive you, or not, at a later date when the ramifications of your actions will have long been apparent. I do not doubt that you will have several thousand planetary revolutions before they pass their judgement. For your sake Joesph, I hope it is one of forgiveness. (Sound of heavenly thunder).”
My last thought was of Guinevere. I hoped she would forgive me and all would be as it was. . .s
* * *
Time Line: About two years ago...
Before awakening again in some dungeon room to see two women dressed a bit like penguins start and look up at me in my angelic form. I quickly tried to sooth them, but they were already passing out in shock. Rather than revive them to only have them repeat the process, I teleported out of there and so began my education as to just how much the word had changed since I last walked among all of God's creations.
One thing became apparent, things were so very different. And yet no matter what had occurred in the past, and whatever the council may think. Humanity still needed some help in the here and now. As always, I adjusted and carried on, for that was my duty. Gradually I fit myself back into society by day as a stage magician, of all things. And as a 'super hero' as they call them, in secret. And so things went, at least until the talking box err... TV made a claim on my attentions.
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