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Abilities: 8 + 14 + 8 + 8 + 8 + 6 = 52PP Strength 18 (+4) Dexterity 24 (+7) Constitution 18 (+4) Intelligence 18 (+4) Wisdom 18 (+4) Charisma 16 (+3) Combat: 20 + 16 = 36PP Initiative: +11 Attack: +10, +11 w/Hatchet, +14 with bow Grapple: +14/+22 w/Escape Artist Defense: +14 (+8 Base, +6 Dodge Focus), +4 Flat-Footed Knockback: -3/-2/-1 Saving Throws: 5 + 5 + 5 = 15PP Toughness: +6/+4 (+4 Con, +2 Defensive Roll) Fortitude: +9 (+4 Con, +5) Reflex: +12 (+7 Dex, +5) Will: +9 (+4 Wis, +5) Skills: 156R = 39PP Acrobatics 13 (+20) Bluff 7 (+10) Climb 7 (+10, Skill Mastery) Craft (chemical) 1 (+5) Craft (mechanical) 6 (+10) Craft (structural) 1 (+5) Drive 3 (+10) Escape Artist 15 (+22) Gather Information 7 (+10) Handle Animal 2 (+5) Intimidate 13 (+16) Investigate 1 (+5) Knowledge (cosmology) 1 (+5) Knowledge (history) 1 (+5) Knowledge (streetwise) 1 (+5) Knowledge (tactics) 6 (+10) Knowledge (technology) 6 (+10) Languages 2 (French, Spanish, Base: English) Medicine 2 (+6, Skill Mastery) Notice 15 (+19, Skill Mastery) Search 6 (+10) Sense Motive 11 (+15) Stealth 15 (+22, Skill Mastery) Survival 11 (+15) Feats: 31PP Acrobatic Bluff Attack Specialisation (bow) 2 Beginner’s Luck Challenge 2 (Fast Acrobatic Bluff, Fast Startle) Defensive Roll 1 Dodge Focus 6 Equipment 3 Evasion 2 Hide In Plain Sight Improved Initiative Jack of all Trades Luck Master Plan 2 Power Attack Quick Draw Skill Mastery (Climb, Medicine, Notice, Stealth) Startle Takedown Attack Track (visual) Uncanny Dodge (auditory) Equipment: 15EP Hatchet (Damage 3, PFs: Masterwork, Mighty) [5EP] Motorcycle [9EP] Powers: 22PP Device 5 (25PP, Woodsman Costume, Flaw: Hard to Lose, PF: Subtle [Concealable]) [21PP] Bow Array 8 (16PP, PFs: Alternate Powers 2) [19PP] BE: Blast 6 (crossbow, PFs: Improved Crit, Improved Range 1 [75 ft increment], Variable Descriptor 2 [any physical]) [16PP] AP: Damage 10 (bomb, Extra: Area [Burst], Flaw: Limited [5 uses a day], PFs: Subtle 2, Triggered 2, Variable Descriptor 1 [any chemical]) {15/16} AP: Damage 10 (bomb arrow, Extra: Area [Burst], Range [Ranged], Flaws: Action [Full], Limited [5 uses a day], PFs: Improved Range [75 ft increment], Subtle, Triggered 2, Variable Descriptor 1 [any chemical]) {15/16] AP: Obscure 4 (all senses, 10 ft) [8] + Super-Movement 4 (Slow-Fall, Swinging, Wall-Crawling 2) [8+8/16] Enhanced Feats 4 (Improvised Tools, Second Chance 2 [Toughness vs. Bullets, Toughness vs Falling])., Ultimate Save [Toughness]) [4PP] Super-Senses 2 (Extended Vision, Infravision) [2PP] 19 + 4 + 2 Features 1 (Temporal Inertia [not from here]) [1PP] 22 + 31 + 39 + 15 + 36 + 52
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Spring 2024 Freedom City teenagers in 2024 had been small children when the Deep One invasion of 2011 had happened. Some of them had seen Deep Ones themselves, or heard stories of the terrible consequences of their invasion in the years growing up. Mindless cannibals, demented fanatics, terrible fiends - and certainly their lessons at Claremont about the poorly understood race of psychopathic cannibal abominations that shared the ocean with Atlanteans and who sought the doom of all Surface-Men had been little reassuring on the subject. This made it all the more exciting, then, that they'd been offered a chance to meet Sea Devil, widely known in the hero community as the only good Deep One. Here they were in the back of a school van being driven out to the Waterfront by Mrs. Harcourt, a veteran classroom teacher who generally brooked no nonsense but had a reputation for fairness. "Remember," she was saying, "Ms. Innsmouth has been living away from her people for many years, but this may be a shocking experience for some of you. I'm counting on all of you to show her the best traditions of our school and the spirit of our students." Aquaria had come to campus a few years ago and there'd been something of an - altercation, the students had all heard - so now seeing the Deep One was strictly voluntary. They'd had to get their parents and guardians to sign off on it, even.
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And then the ceiling vanished. There was no other word for it, it didn't rumble away, it didn't open - it simply vanished. A low gasp went through the crowd as the naked stars above shone down on them - not the scant handful of stars visible on a Tokyo street at this time of night but a vast heavenly panoply only visible in the remotest, most rural parts of the country most of them called home. Soft, distant music like the tinkling of a temple's bells played and a flight of birds flew overhead, visible against the stars and a silvery full moon that shone down with limitless mystery and wonder. From everywhere and nowhere came a voice. To those in the audience it was an old voice, like something out of time, a country girl from Tokushima with the kind of tone they might have heard from their great-grandmothers - if their great-grandmothers had been a young woman approaching twenty. Just off-stage and behind a curtain, Neko was counting down on her fingers as she said: "In moon's silver glow, Dreams dance, nightmares softly creep, Night's veil, both shall know." And then she was visible on-stage as if she'd always been there, smiling at the crowd, so familiar and yet so alien, her ears and tail marking her as different than any of them but the faces, the voices, almost made her want to let them carry her away - "Ladies and gentlemen. I am Neko Musume, and my dream is to bring you the greatest American super-group - my dream come true -" When she said the last word it seemed to explode in the air with fireworks and electricity, the sky overhead shifting to the shifting faces of the band before it became Neko herself, blown up to fantastic size as she shouted a word that promised an infinite wonder of possibilities to the audience below: "MULTIPLICITY!" By the time the audience could see the stage clearly again, the cat-girl was gone - but the stage was by no means empty!
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A cat breezed right past Charlie, hard at work. "It is time to smile!" Neko was in full kawaii promoter mode, wearing a blue bodysuit under a red and gold kimono, her ladybug following her everywhere she went. She stepped right into the middle of Multiplicity, throwing her arms around shoulders and pulling everyone into camera range for the group selfie. "Everyone say 'Big bucks!" Red flashed a light as she displayed a 150-million-yen smile of her own before stepping back to study the band. "Are you ready?" she asked seriously. "I have arranged everything as we planned," she added, "but the show is up. to. you," she went on, with a seriousness that belied her feline appearance. "Hello, friends!" said Owain as he pulled up a seat next to Sam and Michael. He was looking quite relaxed; having traded in his usual Claremont outfit for a tanktop bearing a Progress pride banner with a gold cross on it. "This will be quite a show, eh?"
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Patriot The Patriot came close to cursing in Vietnamese, but she knew all the universal translators about made references to Dovox vãi-ng cứt potentially undiplomatic. "Any enviro issues we need to know about?" she asked curtly as she pulled out her largest sidearm and racked the slide, producing a faintly audible charging noise. To the eyes of the Praetorians it looked a bit like a Lor Star Navy officer's personal sidearm, but built by a civilization that couldn't quite handle the miniaturization needed for really top of the line gear. "Or do the greys over there breathe regular air?" She hmmed, considering. "What defenses is he likely to have?"
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Sea Devil Aquaria responded to the blasphemy and the taunting from the fell beast by slashing it across the midsection with her trident, producing a great cloud of rotting ichor without seeming to do it more than a little damage. But moved by the creature's taunting and her own fury at this abomination, she took her trident and drove it directly into the ground, planting it tines-first with a crack of sound like a lightning storm heard underwater. "I will show you who the master of the world is," she croaked in a low, furious throb before bellowing in an unholy tone. "Come and see! COME AND SEE!"
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Neko rose to her feet, hand over her mouth, as she came back to herself. As she listened to Owain take a noble stand and Bernadette agree, she had a thought that came spilling out across the mental divide to Cerebral and Cerebellum. It was a thought laced with images of carnage, horrific scenes of apocalyptic murder and grisly carnage already taking place, all seen and head by her thanks to her psychic scan. This is the past - and the future cannot be changed. These people are already dead. Looking at her friends, she found little in the way of allies, even in the face of Owain - who of course was ever happy to charge into a deadly slaughter in the name of a righteous cause. Her hands wrapped together, tail lashing behind her, she stepped back against the rear wall of the room. "Is there a safe place? I can tell people how to get there." Her accent was thick, each word slowly and carefully chosen, her rs rolling hard until they were almost ls.
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Sea Devil: Spend an HP to acquire Power Attack Power Attacks for +5 with her Trident https://orokos.com/roll/1003262 almost certainly a miss Spending an HP to reroll https://orokos.com/roll/1003263 20 Okay, hopefully that hits with the Set-Up.
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Growling and snarling, Owain charged the creature endangering the original Multi-Girl. He had no doubt of Bernadette's martial puissance or her tactical abilities, but that was what a man did - he protected a lady. He didn't recognize the demon she fought but it reminded him of the smell of Neko; of that world of shadow and magic that had been her home before she'd been dragged off to the same war as him. That thought, that sacrilege against his foster sister, drove him on as he knocked the bird creature to the ground and tore out its throat with his jaws like one of his father's war-dogs against a Saxon. Spitting out the filthy ichor, he stood atop the fallen beast and howled in triumph before charging after another one.
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He is a gentleman, he will go for the second option: DC 23 save for the first one, and then the second one if he can hit it.
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Owain shifted uneasily, looking like he was considering something for a moment. "My...father left me when I was but a lad," he said, which was true enough. "And my mother is very far away. They were all the family I had, and I grieve that loss very much," he said, emotion thick in his voice a moment. "If things are distant between you and your brother, you should - you should close that gap. Perhaps not today...but sometime." He looked away and said, "If I give offense, I ask your pardon." For her part, Neko tugged on Leon's arm. "I want to show you something," she said softly. "Somewhere...over there," she said, cocking her head towards the drugstore she'd been coming out of before Alice's brother arrived.
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ic Red Team: Jeopardy In The Jungle
Avenger Assembled replied to Poncho's topic in The Realms Beyond
Neko dropped on her haunches and stared up at the pterodactyls, a chittering noise coming from somewhere in the back of her throat as her gold eyes opened wide. "<Look at >" she started to say in Japanese before she caught herself and said, her accent thick. "Look at that." She missed Owain, who she knew might call this a dragon of the deep past, but instead was moved. She raised a hand and pointed, not towards the bird-lizards that had now flown off but to the distant triceratops family group, and recited a poem. Ancient giants roam, Silent echoes of the past, Lost worlds whispering! With the haiku recited, she rose to her feet and licked the back of her hand, staring around them with fascination. "This place is beautiful," she told Kazra sincerely. "Your father is lord of a mighty realm." -
Neko Musume and the Copper Knight had one thing in common besides the shared history that had made them closer than friends. When they'd been young, too young, they'd been taken to war. They'd heard explosions like this before, from men who wanted them dead without ever looking them in the eye. The catgirl thought of Crimson Katana and his lessons. Look and listen first. Always. Neko knelt on the floor and closed her brilliant gold eyes, reaching out once again with her mind across the city. All across Freedom, white cats with brown speckles peered out of dark alleys and windows, small, silent witnesses to Armageddon. Still in his wolf form, missing the sword he'd left stored in his luggage like a fiber drawn from his heart, Owain growled softly "...I know of time travel. If time is a river, one can make changes in the rocks without disturbing the river's flow. We need not abandon these people to their fate. I will not run."
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Thevshi Multi-Girl (32) + 18 GM reward= 50 +1GM point = 5PP Timeout (36) + 14 GM reward = 50 = 4PP Sri Kath'lana (2) + 2GM reward, +12 = 14 = 2PP Veronica Danger [Titanium} (3) Velocity [Titanium] (9)
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Neko smiled at that, idly stirring her now-empty cup with the straw. "It started as just a way to learn English; and then to make money - but yes." She shrugged, spreading her hands wide, showing off teeth that were just a bit pointer than the human norm. "Americans love Japan, and they love catgirls most of all, especially when they are supa-kawaii!" She folded her hands under her chin and batted her eyelashes dramatically. "There are many - pigs on the Internet, but they are nothing compared to how I used to live. And their money is good. You know when I came to this country, I had never even seen one of your computers before? Now they make me enough money that when I graduate, I won't even need to get a regular job." She considered what to tell the other girl, then went on, "Your suit, does it record?" she asked. "You could make money just from that, even if you don't want to say anything."
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"Explodo the Great, really." The Patriot put her hand over the lower part of her face for a moment. "Really sending our best today. Thanks, Marty." Damn, they're really overcompensating, she thought, trying to stay sympathetic as she listened with half an ear to the Praetorians go on and on. They reminded her a little bit of the old ladies from the Giáo Xứ Maria Nữ Vương Việt Nam back in New Orleans, who hadn't been able to stop talking about the beauty of the old country and how crappy America was by comparison. "Doesn't have to be a bad guy by his own lights to plan something on Earth," she added for Artificer's benefit. "If you hold thirty planets in your hand, what's a little extra trouble on one if it gets you what you want? But it looks like we don't have to worry about that today, thank God." When she caught sight of La Puma Negra with Golden Star, she hmmed but kept her reaction otherwise to herself as they waited for the fight down below to wind down. When it looked that way, she reached past a technician and tagged a button to signal Fleur de Joie on her League communicator down below. "This is Patriot up in the Lighthouse. Nice work down there; do you need backup?" For all that Fleur - and for that matter Paradigm - were quite a bit more powerful than she was, it never hurt to ask.
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The moment dragged on and on, seemingly forever - And then they were back outside of the Claremont gym. And there, hovering in the air, was not Quirk - but a spectral image of their classmate Lawrence. Quirk's voice gave them one final warning: "I won't be there to save you. So don't. wreck. my. toys."
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"Americans call kami gods, spirits, many things," said Neko with a shrug. "Doctor Metropolis is the kami of Freedom City. There are others like him in other cities." She reached up and scratched lightly at the top of her head, where her usual white and brown hair (spotted like a waving cat's) was now a glossy black, where her giant cat ears were. "Yes," she added for Miri's benefit. "You ever try busking?" she asked Ryan. "You can make money if you follow tourists." The last time she'd gone out socializing with new students it hadn't gone very well, so she was keeping things light with the new girl. "You mean real hobbies, not for the show?" She smiled thinly. "I read, and do some art. I've actually been working on writing a story," she admitted. "It's about this boy who goes out one night and realizes everyone in the village next door is actually a spider wearing a human face. And then there's a girl who-" She grinned, and for a moment her teeth seemed distinctly sharp and cat-like. "well she makes him her husband but not in any ways he likes."
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The Patriot paced as she watched the fight, tensing visibly when she saw Predator in peril. It was good to see Star Khan defending her, even if it wasn't hard to imagine ways the space monarch could be working an angle. "We have a read on Halloween Man?" she asked tersely, pointing with a gloved finger at the orange and black terrorist Star Khan and Predator were fighting. "One of ours or one of theirs?" she asked the technician. She hated this waiting, she hated - being a spectator when people were in peril down below. She forced herself to stand still, fiddling with her wedding band for a moment. "With a normal - person, I'd say it was no coincidence he showed up in Freedom City to court his cosmic crush just in time for Valentine's Day," she explained to Sitara. "Making it more likely he'd planned something out here with local agents. But the thing with supers is that weird coincidences happen all the damn time..." She trailed off, hand against her armored chin.
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ic Red Team: Jeopardy In The Jungle
Avenger Assembled replied to Poncho's topic in The Realms Beyond
Though Neko was still a little rattled, she bowed to Kazra, introducing herself and her team before she set off behind her. She sniffed the air as they went, her pert nose wrinkled, and her ears twitched and rotated independently as they went. None of the young heroes in her party knew Neko particularly well, but up close they could see she really was a cat in a lot of ways - all the way from her twitching tail right down to have no human ears at all on the sides of her head. A bug swooped by and she reached out with one hand, casually swatting the huge fly out of the air and holding it in her hand. "Is this your father's land too?" she asked. -
Neko and Owain, used to being time-tossed refugees, had been silent for a little while, taking in the scene with wide eyes. When the teen heroes were confronted by Archer, Owain spoke up, still in his canine form. "Greetings, fellow heroes!" he declared, padding forward. "I am Owain Celliwig, also known as the Copper Knight-Enchanter. We have been displaced to your era by - well, we are not sure," he admitted, scratching his ear. "We will be 'out of your hair', if you will pardon the pun, ha-ha, as soon as you But I am sure we can come to some arrangement. Say, could you tell us the year?" "...Archer," said Neko out loud. Suddenly she remembered Archer, because she remembered the time Arrow had tangled with the younger members of the Black Dragon Society die Jungeubersoldaten, and how she had followed the adventures of that family line once she had awakened in the distant future. This gave her a greater understanding of where they were, and when. He wouldn't remember me, she thought. This Archer had lived fifty years after her war, and his mentor would have had no reason to tell him of such things. We are there still, frozen on that island. But what would be the point of awakening us now, in another alien world.
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How many are close enough for Owain to bite?
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Aboard The Freedom From Chaos By The Light Of The Emperor
Avenger Assembled replied to Avenger Assembled's topic in Off-Panel
The hunter: They met the Aeldari while escaping from a drukhari ship - they met him by dint of him exploding the head of the pirate captain who'd been chasing them with a perfectly aimed bolter shot from across the city-sized cargo bay. Upside down. Inside a pressure suit. Some in the crew went for their weapons once they realized who their rescuer actually was but it was, of all people, Harrier who held up his hand. "From the pit. Ja. Gut." And that was all it took. (Harrier had been put into a gladiatorial arena aboard the ship. They'd thought it was funny to throw him a non-functioning rifle so instead he'd killed everything in it with his bayonet instead. Well. Most everything.) Ril'ey is shorter and stockier than the average Aeldari, meaning he actually can pass for human if you're not particularly familiar with his species. He's quiet, keeps to himself (a good trait for a xeno aboard a ship of the Imperium, even a Rogue Trader's) and tends to disappear when nobody's looking at him. He meditates where he can find the space and maintains an impressive trophy room deep in the bowels of the ship. He applied his brand of sanction himself - and before he was ordered. He doesn't talk much about what he's there for but he kills the Rogue Trader's enemies (and indeed those of the other crew) and stories of justice dispensed by riflefire from _somewhere_ keep the ship's crew in line too. He kills drukhari in particular but will kill anything you tell him to kill without much of any expression on his dark face. There's one particular group of Aeldari he seems to be hunting; a group that wears clothes in similar colors and cut to his. He prefers to deal with them himself and in one particular battle was seen to detonate the spirit stone of the wounded Aeldari leader with a single, well-placed shot, then kill him with the next one. That's a deep, terrible blasphemy among the Aeldari - but perhaps that's why he walks the Path of the Outcast among the mon-keigh. It sounded to the Enginseer (who has memorized the languages of all the enemies of Mankind) like he said "Go to Hell." Which is true enough. What he really said was though -
Neko/Owain "We met outside of schooling," said Owain pleasantly. "She proved a worthy friend. Your family has taught her well." Neko, leaning against her boyfriend, pulled out her phone and said, her accent thick - "I have lots of friends at other schools! Look!" Climbing over herself to get to Aaron, she proceeded to play a video of Catgirl Reacts! to the food at Riverview High's fundraiser night, a generally supportive video (outside of the chili bacon cheeseburgers) that ended with her putting money in the donation box. "It is a nice school. Much bigger than the one I went to - back in Japan," she added. "I had to wear my costume," she confided in Aaron. "For the show." "Neko and I are exchange students," said Owain, a bit too easily as he sat down next to Neko on the opposite side. "She is from Japan and I from, ah, Wales."
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ic Tropical Getaway: Bernadette's Version (IC)
Avenger Assembled replied to Thevshi's topic in Elsewhere
Neko/Owain A gleaming Owain flew overhead, flapping his wings to shake the water from them. "At times!" he called to Jonah, his deep voice particularly odd coming from a large raven. He landed on Neko's shoulder and continued. "Tis better with a horse, I am not fain to travel all that way on foot. Besides, in the air I can have the pleasance of a fine view." He took the opportunity to nibble on one of his own toes. For her part, Neko had kicked off her sandals and was stretching out her small furred feet, her pointed toes far apart for a moment. "I grew up in mountains much bigger than those," she told Jonah easily. "I just hope America hasn't made me soft," she added, twitching her tail slightly at the thought.