Avenger Assembled

The Ranged blast is an onslaught of pure ectoplasmic energy, while the Perception attack is an 'internal' attack on the person's psyche? That's what I got from the name.

"IT'Z TOUGHER THAN YOU THINK WHEN YOU ARE A ZOZIAL INZECT," said the giant bee, waving a gigantic foreleg at herself and her friends. "ZE URGE FOR ZE COLONY IZ VERY ZTRONG, EZPECIALLY IN THE BOYZ. ZEY WANT A COLONY WHERE ZEY DON'T HAVE TO WORK, AND THEY ZAY IT'Z TRADITIONAL VALUEZ! BUT WHEN I ZAY "BUT WHAT ABOUT YOUR BRAINZ?" ZEY GET ALL BOTHERED AND ZEY I ZHOULDN'T BRING UP ZE BAD OLD DAYZ." "BEEATRIZ!" A battered Curl-Bee wiggled his feelers. "I...I HEARD EVERYTHING? IZ IT TRUE?" "YES, IT'S TRUE," spat the giant bee, whirling suddenly on her fellow giant bee-monster. "AND YOU CAN FORGET ABOUT JUZTIFYING IT TO ME OR ZEZE PINK APEZ! IF IT WAZ ZO GREAT IN THE OLD DAYZ, WHY DID THE MAZTER CHAZE UZ AWAY? YOU WERE THERE, YOU REMEMBEER!" "I...I DO..." He looked away, ashamed. "BUT HOW CAN WE LIVE OTHERWIZE? WE HAVE OUR NATURE AND WE MUZT LIVE UP TO IT! WOULD YOU HAVE UZ GIVE UP FLOWERZ NEXT?"

Beatrizz had gotten up from her submissive crouch, but it was only to check on the boys. "IT'Z ZO TOUGH BEEING YOUNG AND ZINGLE YOU KNOW," she muttered in a voice loud and droning enough to make the grass all around her gently sussurate. She patted Henr-bee lightly on the back. "YOU JUZT WANT TO FIT IN WITH THE GUYZ, EVEN WHEN THEY ARE DOING CRAZY THINGZ, AND HENR-BEE IZ ZO ARTICULATE WHEN HE'Z ZOBERRRR...." She shook a head larger than Erik's whole body. "WE WERE GOING TO BEE MARRRRIED, BUT I MIZTOOK HIZ ANGER FOR PAZZION. BETTER TO JUZT BEE FRIENDZ."

Beatrizz gave a terrible shriek as the others fell. "I...I ZURRENDER!" She cried. "JUZT DON'T ZTING THEM ANYMORE! WE ARE THE ONLY FIRE-BEETHERZ LEFT! PLEAZE!" The giant bee-monster's pleas were like a screaming jet engine set on vibrate. She landed suddenly, hard enough to tear up the ground beneath her fuzzy body, and rolled over on her back in an oddly dog-like gesture of submission. It was hard to read an insect's face, but something in the giant bee's tone was frantically clear. "WE WILL GO AWAY AND NOT BOTHER YOU! IZ THERE A PLAZE WITH NO PEOPLE?"

And he's unconscious. I'll say the fight's going out of them now.

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Ymir, King of the Frost Giants! PL: 10 (150) Abilities: 28 pp STR: 30 (+10) DEX: 16 (+3) CON: 26 (+8) INT: 10 (+0) WIS: 14 (+2) CHA: 16 (+3) Combat: 32 pp ATK: +6 (-2 size) DEF: +7 (-2 size, +1 dodge) Init: +7 Saves: 12 pp TOU +13 (+8 Con, +5 Protection) FORT +10 (+8 Con, +2) REF +6 (+3 Dex, +3) WILL +8 (+2 Wis, +6) Skills: 12 pp=48 r Climb 4 (+14) Intimidate 15 (+18) Notice 6 (+8) Knowledge: Theology and Philosophy 6 (+6) Languages 1 (English) (Base: Old Norse) Search 6 (+6) Sense Motive 4 (+6) Survival 6 (+8) Feats: 21 pp All-Out Attack, Dodge, Fascinate: Intimidate, Fast Overrun, Fearsome Presence 10, Improved Grab, Improved Grapple, Improved Initiative, Move-By Action, Startle, Takedown Attack, Uncanny Dodge (auditory) Powers: 48 pp Growth 8 (Extra: Duration [Permanent] (+0) (PF: Innate) [25 pp] Immunity 2 (aging, environmental cold) [2 pp] Impervious Toughness 6 [6 pp] Protection 5 'Icy Armor' [5 pp] Strike 4 (PFs: Improved Crit 2, Mighty) 'Ice Club' [7 pp] Super-Senses 1 (infravision) [1 pp] Super-Strength 1 [2 pp] Drawbacks: 3 pp Normal ID (free action; say magic word) costs abilities 28 + combat 32 + saves 12 + skills 12/48 + feats 21 + powers 48 -drawbacks 3 = 150 pts Design Notes: You're a twelve foot Norse frost giant. What, you need more than that? OK. Just use a bystander for the normal ID if you don't have anything in particular in mind. I wouldn't let a PL 10 character have a normal ID more than half their PL, even if you want your character's human ID to be more skilled than some Joe Schmoe off the streets. How did this character get their powers? Well, that's up to you: maybe Ymir the frost giant was sentenced to life on Earth in mortal guise after Ragnarok, or maybe the character isn't a mystic at all and just a mutant with similar powers. Or maybe this is a villain, and he's a rampaging monster/bad guy muscle for your encounter. Or the old myths aren't true at all, and the frost giant hero is trying to clear his name. (I never was a big fan of the Norse pantheon, and Freedom City makes them even worse. Why NOT clear the name of your people, oppressed under the leather jackboot of the tyrannical Aesir? Imagine being trapped in the realm of nigh-invincible biker gangs who hate your guts...FOREVER! It'd be a terrible way to live. Plus, their children are delicious! Heh-heh, just kidding.) You want to fight? OK, fight: charge in swinging your giant club, sweeping goons like it's going out of style. You're a Huge character, your blows count as area attacks under the right circumstances. Use Fearsome Presence to chase off even mid-level goons, reminding them of the sheer terror of what you are with a gigantic roar and monstrous battlecry. You're a scary guy, so scary that people just have to stop and listen when you're screaming your cry to the heavens. Note that this build is NOT vulnerable to heat, but adding that is a natural strategy for someone looking to get more points. He's just that cold. Natural complications include the Norse pantheon, their followers, and being a GIANT ICE MONSTER...

He's down, sports fans!

"THAT'Z IT!" squealed Henr-bee in a voice like a furious prop plane. "I'M GOING TO BEET YOU TILL HONEY ZQUIRTZ OUT YOUR EARZ!" There was a quick interchange in the air of: "UH, HENR-BEE, I DON'T THINK THAT'Z-" "YOU ZHUT UP! YOU WANT ZOME TOO!" With his bee allies intimidated to his side, Henr-bee swooped down to attack Jack of all Blades! Buzzing wildly, they circled the heroic duo on the ground, looking for an opening. Despite Jack's incredible speed and skill, it was increasingly obvious that the bees were going to hit him: they were incredibly fast despite their bulk, and obviously used to working together. Laughing in terribeel triumph, suddenly Henr-bee saw an opening and swarmed in for the kill, his mouth-parts, each the size of a man's arm, clacking menacingly...

Bees 1 and 2 aid Bee 3 in Attacking JoAB...what the heck, I'll fiat a reroll for him so he gets a shot That's a 37, so it hits Erin when she interposes. DC 29 Tou save.

Because we haven't enough threads!

August 17, 2010 Fusion had come to Hanover by water, the ocean and river simply too compelling to pass up with the situation presented itself. She erupted out of the water by a quiet embankment in a magnificent eruption of movement, her muscular tentacles flexing as water dripped off them, her black costume gleaming in the afternoon sunlight as she whipped her way through the air. It had taken some work to find a doctor in Freedom City willing to see her with her special needs; people like Daedalus and Dr. Atom were already busy enough with their own work. But Viktor Archeville came extremely highly-recommended, even if he'd been out of the country during her first, terrifying visit to Freedom City some years earlier when her body had been so close to breaking down. She swung through the air, tentacles whipping from building to building, nearly as fast in the urban jungle as she was underwater. This was about finding a doctor who could look her over and make sure her body wasn't on the verge of changing again. She'd come so very close to being a monster, to living out her life inside a tank in an octopod body, and she never really rested easy without regular medical checkups to make sure nothing new was happening again. She had her life, and she had her humanity, and she wouldn't give that up. Not when it might mean losing her family all over again. Tentacles whipping in the air as they snapped back around her body, the metamorphic cells at their base retracting the fifty-foot limbs to merely the size of her arms, she stepped inside the front door of Archetech and strode up to the receptionist, as usual simply striding past her own bizarre appearance. "Hello. I have an appointment with Dr. Viktor Archeville?" She was ten minutes early; in her experience it didn't pay to see _any_ doctor any sooner than that.

"Just make sure your intentions are as pure when it comes to the rest of the city's undead." He studied Nick for a moment before adding, "Oh, make no mistake, Mssr, I have no doubt that the draugr in the city need to be destroyed. As I said, I've encountered them before. There are ways of bringing vampires into the world that give you a human enough monster, but my Scandanavian relations are certainly not that. But don't make the mistake of trusting the pretty ones, either. Especially not me. We'll keep in touch." And then with that, he was simply gone, vanishing from Nick's sight, and more importantly his mystic perceptions, as if he hadn't been there at all.

Medea was tending to Dr. Stratos now, letting her demons do what they willed. "Sebastian, waaaake up," she muttered, "I don't know how to fix that maaaachiiiinee..." The Cyber-Centurion staggered briefly under Rift's bombardment, but quickly recovered with a sneer. "You weak little children!" He spat, the look of rage on his face like seeing one's beloved parent become a monster. "I have torn worlds in the Zone asunder with my bare hands and tasted their blood in my mouth! You are nothing!" He smashed aside the demon guarding Phalanx with contemptuous ease, then gave a terrible sneer Phalanx's way. "Those are my colors, boy, and I will take them from your corpse when I tear you limb from limb!" And with that he swung a devastating blow, smashing the boy wonder directly in the ribs!

OK, the Cyber-Centurion is going to act despite being stunned: Wander, since you stunned him, have an HP for the Fiat. He's going to take a swing for Phalanx, aka the guy dressed as a kid version of himself, killing the demon first, then swing again to hit him: Phalanx, have an HP for the Fiat. Aaaand he rolled really badly, so have another HP for the Fiat as he hits him pretty good! with an all-out-power attack crit. That's a DC 45 Tou save, Phalanx: good thing you've got Ultimate Toughness! I know that was a lot of Fiatting, but it kind of sucks if the big scary bad guy can't actually hit anything. Let's see, Superior is healing, Stratos is unconscious, Medea is scheming...Geckoman is up!

Why so you did!

You can leave me off the list, Geez: I'm in too many threads as it is. I'll pick up Avenger's story in a vignette.

OK, backstory is OK, and everything _looks_ like it adds up. Approved

Okay, my window hadn't updated yet. It's good to have some lead on where your character is from and where they live when looking at the backstory. Remember, don't exhaust yourself. but you want your APs to be more than just slots on your sheet. Look at the way Ecal did the APs for his energy controllers for what I'm encouraging.

So what's her equipment now? What differentiates a spell from another? Even a spooky, comicky name can really help. So is she from Freedom City? What part?

OK: I don't like the 'weakness in non-urban environments' drawback. That's much too cheap when she'll be in an urban environment in 90% of her threads. We can negotiate custom equipment, but an off-the-shelf crossbow does not have Blast 7: that's almost as much damage as a machine gun. You'll need to post stats for her summoned minion, as well as further descriptors for her various spells.

Newly-Freed Omegadrone Abilities: 22 pp STR: 30/24/16 (+10/+7/+3) DEX: 16 (+3) CON: 30/16 (+10/+3) INT: 10 (+0) WIS: 14 (+2) CHA: 10 (+0) Combat: 24 pp ATK: +6 (+8 Melee/Pike blast) DEF: +8 (+3 flat-footed) Init: +7 Grapple: +19 Saves: 6 pp TOU +12 (+10 Con, +2 Density) (+9 Imp w/Armor) FORT +10 (+10 Con) REF +5 (+3 Reflex, +2) WILL +6 (+2 Wis, +4) Skills: 12 pp=48 r Knowledge: Physical Sciences 4 (+4) Knowledge: Technology 4 (+4) Intimidate 15 (+15) Notice 8 (+10) Search 5 (+5) Sense Motive 8 (+10) Survival 4 (+6) Feats: 13 pp All-Out Attack, Attack Focus: Melee 2, Dodge Focus 2, Improved Initiative, Luck, Move-By Action, Power Attack, Quick Draw [Draw], Startle, Takedown Attack, Uncanny Dodge (auditory) Powers: 79 pp Alternate Form 5 (Omega Armor) [25 pp] -Flight 3 (50 MPH) [6 pp] -Immunity 9 (life support) [9 pp] -Impervious TOU 7 [7 pp] -Super-Senses 3 (Darkvision, Radio) [3 pp] Density 4 (Extra: Duration [Permanent] (+0) ) (PFs: Innate, Subtle) [14 pp] (+8 STR, 1 Immovable, 1 Super-Strength [Heavy Load: 1.5 tons], x3 mass [weighs about 600 lbs]) Device 6 (Power Pike) (PFs: Restricted (Omegadrones), Subtle [collapsible]) [18+2=20 pp] -Blast 12 (PF: Accurate) [25 pp] -AP: Strike 2 (PFs: Extended Reach, Improved Crit 2, Incurable, Mighty, Precise, Variable Descriptor 2 [any technological]) (Extras: Autofire 12, Penetrating 2) {24} Enhanced CON 14 [14 pp] Enhanced STR 6 [6 pp] Drawbacks: -6 pp Vulnerable (Magnetics) (uncommon, major) (-3) Vulnerable (Power Drains) (uncommon, major) (-3) DC Block Unarmed DC 25 TOU (bruised/injured) Staff Strike DC 27 TOU (bruised/injured) Staff Blast DC 27 TOU (bruised/injured) costs abilities 22 + combat 24 + saves 6 + skills 12/48 + feats 13 + powers 79 - Drawbacks 6 = 150 pts - Design Notes: Once she was a slave to Omega's will, another mindless drone in a faceless army of ten billion, a particularly armored and lethal killing machine in a force of monsters designed to crack the foundations of the multiverse and bring about the end of everything. But now she's free, whether through happy accident or the efforts of others. She will never be a slave again, and she'll do her best to make sure no one else ever has to be. This is a character who'll be just riddled with complications if she's adventuring in Freedom City: everyone knows what that armor means, and who made it. Expect to have a lot of trouble making friends and influencing people! I went with an implanted armor that she can call on as a free action rather than an external suit. I like the mechanic better, and I think it's a better fit for an Omegadrone to have metal parts left behind by the Terminus that she just can't remove. (That's also why she's so vulnerable to attacks that usually afflict electronics.) She'll probably eschew use of her armor as long as possible; she's a lower PL without it, but still very, very formidable: after all, she's been in a lot of battles before this. He weighs around six hundred pounds thanks to all the metal inside her. In combat she can take to the air on the stubby jets of an Omegadrone, blasting away with her staff, and entering into melee with a blow that hits with killing force: powerpikes are very scary business! She's still pretty darn capable even without it, though mostly at hitting things until they fall over. She's not a real techie, but she knows enough Kirbytech to repair her damaged equipment, as well as make the team's scientist's eyesbrows go up. She's probably not a very social type, not that anyone can blame her, but she's better off than the book freed Omegadrones who _have_ to wear their armor for most of the day. She _could_ just go try and make a normal life, but that would be surrender. And this character never, never surrenders. Especially not to THEM.

X-Treme Iron Age Badass Abilities: 44 pp STR: 24 (+7) DEX: 18 (+4) CON: 26 (+8) INT: 10 (+0) WIS: 16 (+3) CHA: 10 (+0) Combat: 32 pp ATK: +8 (+10 BFG) DEF: +8 (+4 flat-footed) Init: +4 Grapple: +15 Saves: 5 pp TOU +12 (+8 Con, +4) FORT +9 (+8 Con, +1) REF +5 (+4 Con, +1) WILL +6 (+3 Wis, +3) Skills: 15 pp=60 r Climb 3 (+10) Intimidate 10 (+10) Knowledge: Streetwise 10 (+10) Knowledge: Tactics 10 (+10) Languages 1 (French) Notice 12 (+15) Sense Motive 12 (+15) Survival 2 (+5) Feats: 13 pp All-Out Attack, Challenge: Fast Startle, Elusive Target, Interpose, Luck, Master Plan, Startle, Power Attack, Precise Shot (2), Takedown Attack (2), Uncanny Dodge (auditory) Powers: 41 pp Device 5 (Arsenal) (Restricted: Gritty Badasses) [21 pp] -Blast 10 (PFs: Accurate, Improved Crit 2) ‘BFG’ {24+1=25} -AP: Strike 5 (PFs: Extended Reach 2, Improved Crit 2, Incurable, Mighty) (Extra: Autofire on Strength and Strike) ‘Ridiculously Oversized Sword’ {24} Impervious Toughness 8 [8 pp] Protection 4 [4 pp] Regeneration 10 (Rec. Bonus +1. Bruised 1/no action (3), Injured 1/no action (6)) [10 pp] costs abilities 44 + combat 32 + saves 5 + skills 15/60 + feats 13 + powers 41 = 150 pts - Design Notes X-Treme! This lady is an over-the-top blow-crap-up badass ready to be dropped as is into any Iron Age game. Is she a gun-toting mercenary with a dark past? A mutant who's the leader of a young team of gritty street-level heroes ready to fight back against a corrupt, violent system with lethal force? A time traveler from a dark, dystopian future ready to change our history for the better. A product of secret Canadian medical experiments to build the ultimate weapon? (I've assumed the last in putting her skills together, hence her fluent command of French. Vivre le Quebec Libre!) I figure her BFG is the big ol' gun she's got in the picture, but she can also whip out a sword the size of a cricket bat and make free with the slicing. She's got just enough impervious that she'll take a decent amount of damage in combat, enough to rip her costume strategically and get some blood on panel the way those Iron Age writers liked so much. Her regen will soak most of that, though, so it's more about looking strategically battle-damaged rather than being particularly more vulnerable to damage. She's an effective combatant and good at planning, enough that she could be an effective, if gruff, leader of that team of young heroes. (They need somebody younger, maybe a charismatic miner's son, for the Inspire.) She doesn't have Attractive, despite her skimpy costume, because dang, she's got problems. Obviously, if you want to use her in our game, you're going to have to change her methodology. There's no reason why she can't be doing non-lethal damage with some kind of big old blaster-rifle, and who's to say that sword _has_ to cut off people's limbs with every slice? Maybe she's been around since the Iron Age and is just pretty well-preserved, or maybe she was locked away in jail or suspended animation since the early 1990s. The world's changed a lot for her, and it's open question how much she's going to adapt. Makes a good bad guy, too, especially in a game like this.

He is Bruisedx3 OK, go ahead and post, DS, and I'll post for the Alpha-Centurion.

"YOU ZHUT UP ABOUT THAT! YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IZ TO FIND FLOWERZ BEEG ENOUGH FOR GIANT BEEZ?!" Henr-bee waved a foreleg threateningly in Jack of All Blades' direction. Despite the bees' anger, though, and a truly fantastic speed they were setting as heroic duo and bee trio zoomed towards the edges of the city, it was obvious that Wander was just a little bit faster than they were. "WHY DON'T YOU GO INZEMINATE YOUR QUEEN AND MAKE BEEBIEZ! OH RIGHT, YOU CAN'T! YOU ZTUPID BIPEDZ! WE BEET YOU UP, THEN KNOCK OVER THINGZ TILL ZOMEONE GIVEZ UZ FLOWERZ!" A gout of flame whooshed by Jack of all Blades' head at that juncture, just missing sizzling him.