Avenger Assembled

OK, because things are nuts this month, I'm posting for me and Electra - All Ref points to Comrade Frost Edge: > - Enfant Terrible > - Black Rainbow Harrier: > - Never Sets Comrade Frost: > - Bricks of Babylon > - Set Up > - Leaves Citizen: > - Walking on Water ----- Wander: > - Enfant Terrible > - Black Rainbow > - Grand Prix Fleur de Joie: > = Set Up > - Leaves > - Walk in the Park > - Tea and Biscuits > - Dragons Papercut: > - Party of Mysteries Miss Americana: > - Fell to Earth

Weather-Controlling Cat Burglar “The robb'd that smiles, steals something from the thief; He robs himself that spends a bootless grief.” -Shakespeare, Othello Power Level: 10 (150 PP) Trade-Offs: ATK +5/DMG -5, DEF -2/TOU +2 Abilities: 10 + 2 + 10 + 2 + 6 + 4 = 34 PP Strength 20 (+5) Dexterity 12 (+1) Constitution 20 (+5) Intelligence 12 (+1) Wisdom 16 (+3) Charisma 14 (+2) Combat: 18 + 8 = 26 PP Attack: +9 (+15 Unarmed/Weather Control) Defense: +8 (+4 Base, +4 Dodge Focus), +2 Flat-Footed Initiative: +1 Grapple: +14/+10 Move Object Knockback: -5/-2 Saving Throws: 3 + 6 + 4 = 13 PP Toughness: +12 (+5 CON, +7 Force Field) Fortitude: +8 (+5 CON, +3) Reflex: +7 (+1 DEX, +6) Will: +7 (+3 WIS, +4) Skills: 68r = 17 PP Acrobatics 14 (+15, SM) Bluff 13 (+15, SM) Disable Device 14 (+15, SM) Language 1 (English, Base: Arabic) Notice 6 (+8) Sense Motive 6 (+8) Stealth 14 (+15, SM) Feats: 17 PP Acrobatic Bluff Attack Specialization (Unarmed) 3 Contacts Dodge Focus 4 Evasion Hide in Plain Sight Move-By Action Power Attack Second Chance (Disable Device) Skill Mastery (Acrobatics, Bluff, Disable Device, Stealth) Takedown Attack Uncanny Dodge (audio) Powers: 1 + 6 + 3 + 7 + 2 + 24 = 43 PP Feature 1 (Weather Sense) [1PP] Flight 3 (50 MPH/500 fpm) [6PP] Immunity 3 (environmental cold, heat, own powers) [3PP] Force Field 7 [7PP] Super-Senses 2 (Tactile [ranged 2]) [2PP] Weather Control 10 (20 pp, PFs: Alternate Powers 3, Subtle) [24PP] BE: Obscure 4 (ministorm, 50 ft, visual/auditory/olfactory, Extra: Independent [+0]) {20/20} AP: Blast 5 (lightning, Extra: Autofire, PFs: Accurate 3, Indirect, Precise) {20/20} AP: Move Object 5 [Effective STR 25, Heavy Load: 800 lbs] (winds, Extra: Range [Perception], PFs: Indirect, Precise) {17/20} AP: Stun 5 (lightning strike, Extra: Targeted Area [burst], PFs: Accurate 3, Indirect, Precise) {20/20} Abilities (34) + Combat (26) + Saving Throws (13) + Skills (17) + Feats (17) + Powers (43) - Disadvantages (0) = 150 PP ------------------------ Design Notes: Inspired by X-Men's Storm, here's a weather controller with the somewhat more prosiac skills of a cat-burglar. She's good with her fists, fast, she's sneaky, she can crack most locks and hide from almost anyone - and she can summon short-lived miniature storms to hide her tracks, hurl single-target lightning bolts at super-targets, blast a room full of mooks, or scoop up a pretty bauble from the custody of its surely illegitimate owners. (Yes, yes, surely...) She doesn't have the sheer power of many of her typical sisters, or some of the weather-controlling builds elsewhere on the board, but she can fly around just fine, walk through just about any kind of bad weather unhurt, and if need be she can beat the leader of an underground gang of criminals in hand-to-hand combat even if somehow depowered. She's a handy addition to just about any team. Her blasts may not look like much, but with her high Acrobatics, Bluff, and the Subtle on her array, she can reasonably hope to +5 Power Attack every time vs. the street-level mooks she fights most of the time. In my mind this character is an East African super-agent who has recently gone on to seek a better professional environment for herself. She could also be a weather controller whose powers became recently attenuated, but I like the idea of someone who compensates for relatively weak powers with strong combat training. She's a little one-note, maybe because she hasn't had reason to push her powers - a good thing to add to her array would be Variable Descriptor 1 [any weather]. That would also work fine as something to stunt in a crisis with her current build. With a little tweaking, this could also be a scion of Dakana, perhaps the result of someone with weather control powers marrying into the royal family. With more emphasis on the aquatic flavor of weather, perhaps a scion of Typhoon. Note that she doesn't actually have the Weather Control (Environmental Control) power, there's not really call for it in her work. She can stunt something respectable if she has to - Environmental Control 10 [2/pp] will let her finally make it rain in her desert homeland, or just drop a cold front on a mile radius. It's a small power, but handy!

"I am what I appear to be," replied Harrier, his voice burning with shame. "In all ways. But freed by a stroke of fate." His armor retracted, a sickening albeit momentary sight, and Wail was confronted by the face beneath the steel. He'd seen the meat inside some drones before, but not that scarred, all-too-human face intact. "I can walk among the men and women of your world with this face. Not with that other that was made mine." His voice tightened as the world burned around them. "I can let no one suffer. Not on your world, not on any other. So I wear Caradoc's name, and voice, and fight behind a mask as so many do on the world we left behind. Please," he said, gesturing to the crowd, "I cannot guide them like this, but you can. Let us save these people."

Mark snapped his fingers and the air whoomped, the magical artifacts around the museum rippling slightly as a wave of insubstantial force rushed over the entire complex. Though luckily Mark's eruption of power didn't damage the artifacts, their antagonists seemed much more changed, the tyranosaurus abruptly collapsing inward into a green-skinned human shape without even a cascade of bones, while suddenly the leprechauns seemed to wilt like so many Irish daisies left out in a Freedom City summer heat wave. "I'm sorry," he said almost apologetically to Wander before jogging over to help with the main fight. "These guys are real jerks, and I was getting a little tired of their stupid fake T-Rex, who wasn't even an animated skeleton!" Edge took the time to make a rude face at the fallen shapeshifter (in more ways than one), trusting Wander to deal with him faster than the thought could happen.

Hey, BType, I went ahead and moved this sheet to Character Building since it's not ready to be in the Bank. The Bank is for finalized sheets - Character Building is the place for players to help you build your concept and mechanics before you put them on display in the Character Bank. There's nothing wrong with the idea of a Grown-Up Sidekick becoming an independent hero - it's an iconic archetype for a reason. (Though remember that a sidekick originally trained in the Iron Age would not be a young man now; the early 90s were more long ago than some of us would like to admit...) To make this concept work, you'd need to create the NPC legacy he'd be stepping into. The Raven legacy is already in-use, and there are more experienced PCs who are natural heirs to it in game play - We're naturally not going to retcon twenty years of in-setting history and our site's backstory so your character concept can work.

Sharl wasn't above letting Eliza's dad handle this himself - he seemed to be doing just fine on his own, and there was both his own secret identity and Temperance's own to consider. But as the property damage grew, he knew he couldn't sit idly by, and from the look on his girl's face she wasn't going to take this kind of talk sitting down, and he obviously couldn't just stand there and let the family do all the fighting! "Hey, man, that's not right!" He vaulted the table with the ease of someone who didn't technically weigh anything at all, and in the air landed a kick harder than any man could have - connecting with the 'Duke's temple like a shotgun blast. Fists up in the air, he added cockily, "I don't know what kind of rinky-dink society you come from, buddy, but we live in a world of laws in Freedom City! What kind of alien savage bursts into somebody's house and threatens their family?"

That is a DC 30 Intimidate check vs the officer to try and get him to flee.

Harrier rose to his feet amid the pile of fallen soldiers; his weight and Wail's strength having worked together to batter aside what was left of their pitiful ranks as if a bomb had been dropped among them. Outlined by fire as sparks from the burning factory began to light the buildings across the street, there was no mistaking the spiky outline of the cybernetic monster for what he was. He faced the last remaining fae defender with scorn dripping from his mechanical voice, all the pent-up fury at what these people had made of this place and his own limited power to help them scorching in his tone like cold fire. His pike snapped open in his hand to full extension, beginning to whine with suppressed power like the dawning shriek of a newly-damned soul. "Look at me, man, and know me for what I am. You have made slaves and brought terror to other worlds with what you have taken from them." He pointed the pike and shouted in that dead man's voice over the screams of the crowd and the whine of his blade, "Flee now or look upon me and see yourself reflected in my face."

Move Action: Fly over and engage the Duke in melee combat. With a punch! Standard Action: +5 Power Attack http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4080084/ 30! Oh my. Well, that was a 19 on the roll, so I'll spend an HP for Improved Crit. 5+5+8=18=DC 33 Tou Save for the Duke

Edge grows tired of this. There's some sort of creepy maybe pervy leprechaun fighting his friends; there's a rampaging T-Rex on the loose, and he's missing all the action! He spends an HP to stunt the following effect - Nullify 18 (all magical effects, Extras: Area [Targeted, Burst], Duration [Concentration], Flaws: Action [Full], Range [Touch]) [54PP] As it's a targeted area, he makes a roll to hit http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4078965/ 27. Nice. OK, he makes a Nullify check. http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4078966/ 34 vs all magical effects within a rank 18 Burst Area effect. Aw yeah. OK, so Mark drops a magic bomb on the museum. Let me know how that goes.

Ice crystallized on the surface of the Simurgh and chipped off, the massive beast seeming to shrug off Frost's attack effortlessly. He kept pace with it even still, icy white tendrils drifting uselessly across the creature's flanks like an angry winter storm cloud. Have I grown so weak in sixty-five years that they simply shrug off my strongest attacks? Feh. thought the ice vampire peevishly. What a day this has been. Oh well, at least it has eaten no one's flesh so far. Pfah, that was a grim sight. He really had had a very unpleasant time the last time he'd been to Kaiji Island. So what am I complaining for? Hardly any hazard here from great beast. "We shall triumph, friends!" he called aloud as he drifted away. "Never fear!"

Harrier technically takes a full-round action to refocus - but mostly talks as a free action.

There were ways out from this position. Not easy ones, not given Wail's power and strength, but they were there. Violent blows with a spiked fist aimed at too-human, albeit armored flesh that would have silenced that scream and given Harrier a chance to escape, even fight back. None of them crossed his mind for more than a moment. He went limp at the blow and raised his hands in surrender, and tried to speak loud enough for the sonic controller to hear, forcing himself to shout through the steel that infiltrated his throat when his armor was activated. The Omegadrone's voice was like a dead machine's reaching out from the grave, sepulchral tones mixed with urgent emotion. "Wail, it's me. It's Caradoc!" It would have been easy enough, given the nature of their foes, to say that this was an illusion. "The battle destroyed my disguise. This is my true face."

Lacking the nocturnal vision of most of his counterparts, the tunnel was dark to Comrade Frost with the exception of the rapidly moving sides, the outlines of his fellow heroes, and especially the heated outline of the lovely Tiamat. Later, later... As Gaian Knight reported the obstacle that lay ahead, Frost weighed the potential target before them with the colleague under threat on the other end. Leaving Fleur to fight alone wasn't something he was comfortable doing, but on the other hand he had had plenty of occasions to see that she was powerful indeed. "I suggest we kill this now," he said, eyes glowing red in the darkness beneath his parka's hood. "Cut off root and remove obstacle from Fleur de Joie's way. One of us, maybe you, dragon, go up and help her with destroying whatever abomination lies upon surface. Is most efficient way of dealing with problem."

http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4076498/ Sharl goes on 20.

Tou roll: http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4073721/ = 17 Hah hah, that's a little much. Assuming I do get a Complication HP from all these horrors = http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4073722/ =28 with the HP So that's an entirely reasonable bruise. Harrier could not beat that Grapple on a nat-20, so I will let that bide.

By way of response, the armored knight fired a blast of shrieking white energy from his blade. The disguised entropic energy didn't melt the tough metal that held the steel tank together, it didn't blow it apart - it simply evaporated a round hole big enough for a man to step through, cutting even through the molten steel inside the tank to perform a similar 'removal' on the other side of the vessel. As molten steel cascaded through the building, sending those few workers who hadn't fled Caradoc's arrival running in terror of their lives, flames went with them as wood and lesser metals flashed to flame and cinders as the molten inferno roared down on them. Steve let the wave brush him, hot enough to flash his armor to crimson red, before he fired his jets and roared up out of the flaming abyss to confront the gunman who had fired on him from the roof. As the man's eyes widened in terror, Harrier said "Your gods have abandoned you." in a voice like cold steel over flaming death. As he flew out of the building, an explosion erupted in the lot behind it - no doubt fire and flame had met something combustible, sending a pyrotechnic eruption into the air that must have been visible a mile away. He landed amid the crowd on the street and pointed to where he'd last seen the other heroes, calling out in Caradoc's voice, "Come, ye peasants, if you want to live-" It wasn't until he heard the screaming that he realized something was wrong - a wide-eyed, earth-shattering, hysterical screaming that was all too familiar to him, people in the tattered garb of Freedom Cityites backing away from him as if ready to rush back into the flames, or towards the arriving constabulary. When he turned to an unbroken shop window, he saw the worst thing he could imagine - his reflection. An Omegadrone has invaded Avalon.

Standard Action: Harrier blasts the tank open, sending a cascading wall of FLAME through the factory. (Good thing their little tete-a-tete let the slaves flee the building!) Move Action: Fly up out of the way, being scary as all Hell on the way, and land on the street outside. I'm just going to say his device is not working at this point, to make for more drama.

"Good good," said Frost seriously, nodding in satisfaction at the words of the two new arrivals as he took in his own interpretation of their reaction to their situation. "It is well that you are ready to be man as well as god. And woman as well as lioness," he added to Sekhmet, mindful not to exclude the ferocious lion-woman. "Whatever fate has brought you here, I am sure you will master it as so many have before." He broke out in a smile and walked away from the pair, folding his hands and taking his seat again at the table. "In the meantime, ah, such a delightful report this will make. Gods made mortal, gods defeated by heroes, and the world becoming so much...sunnier! Even with god of darkness among us! Albeit rather...lighter than he once was."

"Then let us go," said Frost as he moved to join Gaian Knight. "I can crack floor if necessary," he offered, not sure of the geokinetic's true power. He turned and studied the figure of the scientist for a moment, considering his fate, and shot a glance at the others. "I suggest we bring informant with us. If he should blab, enemy would be alerted - if he does not blab and we fail, I suspect it would go hard for him and family." Maybe this particular place and situation was a new thing for Frost, but he knew what dictators were like well enough. "And local who knows story can be of help to us." He gave the man a frank stare and said, "You know there is little you can do to betray us. If confronted by your god, tell her you were threatened with frozen statue. Will be convincing."

"I'll be all right," said Mark after a moment's thought. "I think...I think I'm ready to talk to her like a grownup now." Privately he wasn't sure how well his mom was going to take the conversation, and while he was sure she'd eventually get the help she needed, the messy reality of it was more than he wanted Erin to have to see. "I may call you if she wants to hear the gory details about the fight with Curtis. She'll be really glad you took him out so fast. Like you said, I have to be there for her, however it goes. It'll be pretty rough...but it can't be worse than when she asks me when Nina and I are going to give her a grandkid." He actually blushed faintly at that one as he got out of the car alongside Erin. "But I think that's a story for another day. I'm just glad we pulled this one off."

Frost attacks the creature. http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4060200/ =20 DC 27 Tou save for it

Sharl squeezed her hand back and smiled, feeling pretty good about the meeting. Maybe he and Eliza didn't have the kind of future that some of his classmates dreamed about, but he liked her, he liked her family, and he certainly liked the fact that they'd been getting busy upstairs just a couple of hours earlier. "Your parents are great," he whispered to her truthfully, glad they weren't pressing him about the vague hints he had to admit he was probably dropping. Maybe their being part of that weird magical subculture had its advantages after all. "See, I didn't even make a fool of myself." It wasn't that he'd lost his convictions about the way the world worked, but he'd grown up enough to know that not everyone appreciated his insights.

With the dinosaur down, Edge ran forward enough to take in the whole scene - or as much as he could given the stealthy nature of his teammates. "Okay, fairy Nazis is a little weird, I'll grant you!" he called to the others, his voice projected through Eve's telepathy to whoever his powerful voice couldn't reach. He climbed up on a plaster display that showed life inside a prehistoric cave, rising above the scene even as his voice rose out to reach everybody. He understood Eve's message about what the bad guys were, at least a little - Changeling had always seemed a little uncomfortable around him when they were teaming up, but he knew enough to understand fairies. or thought he did, anyway, and that was probably good enough. "But we're the Liberty League, we fight weird implausible stuff all the time! Remember the radioactive cockroaches on Venus in the future? That makes these guys look like just a bunch of St. Patty's Day hooligans who decided to play dressup with Uncle Hans' clothes! Let's show them what we think of Nazis from another dimension in Freedom City!"

Edge spends an HP to Inspire (yeah, it's kind of like that) and takes a full-round action in the process. I will hold an HP in reserve for Luck Control to make the first leprechaun to do well on a Tou save this round reroll and take the worst of two rolls.