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Midnight tumbled out of the way of the vicious, leaping attack. In doing so the remained of the capsules fell from between his fingers, breaking harmlessly of the rooftop. Backpeddling away, he took up a defensive pose. "Could ask you the same thing," he grated out harshly. His opponent was clearly dangerous and had him at a disadvantage, but he was chatty. If Trevor could keep him talking he might have a chance to regroup and think of something.

I think Jack's pretty free for April. Whatever works.

The corner of Trevor's mouth twitched upward in a small smile. "Blue and gold aren't really my colours," he explained simply. "Five minutes." With a polite nod, he strode quickly back to his dorm room. Soon a new figure appeared in the doorway, only its unusual height and slim build suggesting it was the same person. A matte black, lightly armored jumpsuit melted into a featureless mask, marked only by glowing red eye shaded by the brim of a fedora. Midnight adjusted the sleeves of his jacket and tugged the ends of his gloves down into them. A harsh, grating voice spoke through the mechanical filter of a gas mask. "After you."

Ranged attack. (1d20+10=12) WHAT. Apparently he'll have to use his last resort: talking.

WHAT. For the sake of argument, Midnight spends that HP to use Gadgets and make a ranged attack in one turn, and he tosses another Stealth check out for good measure.

Midnight stood shock still. Dammit! he cursed to himself. Now what do I... smell. If his lack of awareness of his surrounds had been his mistake, letting Trevor know how he was counteracting the midnight mist was the mistake of the other man on the rooftop. "Talk too much," his voice grated through his gasmask, as he tapped a cylinder on his belt, dispensing a handful of capsules. Whirling about, he whipped one at the other man's mask, where it shattered, releasing the pungent scent of ammonia. Flowing from the movement, Midnight repositioned himself once more, staying at the other man's back.

So, Midnight's not giving up that easily. Not when he has... Gadgets! Nullify Super Senses 10 [Flaw] [10pp] Aw yeah. Ranged attack roll. (1d20+10=24) Lukos has a DC 20 Will Check to attempt.

Initiative. (1d20+3=9) Midnight drops some midnight mist and gets sneaky with a 28 Skill Mastery Stealth.

The slim figure whirled around, giving Lukos a brief look at the silhouette of a fedora over a featureless face, save two narrowed, glowing red eyes. Even as the other man spun, however, soot filled smoke poured from the sleeves of his jacket, quickly pooling around his feet and expanding outward. The werewolf's enhanced senses, however, quickly told him that this wasn't smoke at all, as the pitch black cloud expanded to blanket the rooftop in darkness. This mist blocked out the light from the street below and the moon above, foiling even his superior night vision. Stupid! Trevor berated himself as he used the midnight mist's cover to silently reposition himself on the rooftop. Through the specially crafted lenses of his mask, he watched the man who had discovered him in eerie red relief. Should have been watching the rooftops, too. He's wearing a gas mask; have to assume he was sent after me specifically.

A matte black figure lept and swung from rooftop to rooftop in the fens, silently blending into shadows. The new Midnight paused to crouch down and observe the street below, looking for any sign of the organized crime members he was hunting down. Technically Raven's invitation to Claremont Academy had carried with it the understanding that Trevor would limit his nighttime forays until he'd received more training there, but frankly his grandfather's approval was all he really felt he needed. Besides, it's not like he was going to simply ignore a tip, vague though it may be. Now if only I could figure out where they're supposed to be, he grimaced inwardly.

Trevor simply nodded in reaction to Erin's explanation. The laconic youth certainly understood a reluctance to discuss one's self in detail, and had no intention of forcing the topic. "Got the impression Summers didn't like me being out there without his stamp of approval," he agreed. At the mention of the training facility, he took a last pull of his coffee. "Yeah, okay. Do I need to get into uniform?" he asked, spreading his arms to indicate his civilian attire. His subdued reaction belied his eagerness. This kind of workout was precisely the reason he'd agreed to transfer to Claremont, after all.

"Less talking, more scrubbing my aura with bleach," Jack snapped as he positioned his wrists where Colby could cuff them. The swordsman's eyebrows twitched with impatience. After all of this absurdity, he just wanted to get on with the ritual. "We doing this or what?"

Trevor murmured an affirmative as he took another sip. "Mmm. Lived with him instead of my folks for years. Always knew a lot about the old heroes, but I didn't think much of it until my powers surfaced and he showed me everything." Rotating the cup around in his palm, he watched the liquid swirl about inside it. "Taught me a lot, but he never had powers himself, so. Claremont." He looked up at Erin. "How about you?" he asked her. Between their respective powersets and histories, all of the students he'd met so far seemed to have a story behind them, and he was always more comfortable talking about someone else, rather than himself.

Definitely 'immediately', Trevor thought as Eddie explicitly made the logical leap. Outwardly he simply gave a slight shrug, agreeing, "That's the idea." He carefully noted where the headphone wearing student indicated on the map, nodding his thanks. He adjusted his knapsack when moving in was mentioned. "Couple more boxes coming later today. Wanted to get signed in first, take a look around." He pulled his fedora back a bit, loosing a few dark bangs. "Mostly just tools and books."

Ultimate Aim would be particularly lousy for melee fighters like Jack. He's going to spend an entire turn just standing there while the other guy is attacking? Not to mention that anyone with a high enough attack bonus to justify Supremacy in the first place is rarely if ever going to need a bonus badly enough to use Aim, as Ecal pointed out.

Trevor quirked an eyebrow at Erin's explanation of the training facility. Though some of the gear in Midnight Manor was pretty fantastical, it was also decades old. Apparently superhero technology had come a ways since then. Beyond that, he was surprised the students were given access to it. Looks like I made a good call transferring here. The lean teenager tiled his head slightly to one side. "Mark certainly seems... enthusiastic," he agreed judiciously. "Apparently our grandfathers worked together on the Liberty League, back in the day." He shrugged. "You inherit the name Midnight, you inherit the late hours."

"Mmm. Sort of a... family tradition," Trevor replied, taking a long pull of his fair-trade Mexican shade grown. "Sleep when we're dead, right?" he noted, only realizing the statement's macabre overtones as the words left his mouth. He hid a slight wince with another sip of his coffee. C'mon, Hunter, you can get through one conversation with a girl without coming across as a complete mental case. Staring into the pool of black liquid in the mug prevented him from making too careful an examination of the spandex Erin had pointed out. ...maybe. "What's the 'Doom Room'?" he asked, attempting to change the subject. Between Summers' pitch and what the other students had mentioned, he'd heard some pretty wild stuff about Claremont, but even amongst all of that, the ostentatious name stood out.

With his things moved into his new dorm room, Trevor found himself at loose ends. He'd been surprised how easily his possessions fit into the small living space; he briefly wondered how his grandfather's manor had avoided feeling empty. That was likely the elder Hunter's doing, he supposed, the thought bringing on a pang of homesickness. At least they let me set the coffee maker up in here. His schedule as the new Midnight necessitated certain routines to keep up, and his habitual consumption of staggering amounts of caffeine was chief among them. It also meant he wasn't going to get to sleep anytime soon, either. Still wearing his jeans and long sleeved shirt from earlier that day and with his oversized mug in hand, he resolved to explore a bit of the campus, enjoying the peace and quiet. As the lanky youth ambled into the commonroom, Trevor was surprised to find someone else was still up. "Hey," he called quietly by way of announcing himself, moving to lean on one of the end of one of the couches. "Thought everyone else was asleep." Reminding himself of his resolution to be more sociable, he added, "Erin, right? Still learning names."

Trevor's restrained expression made it difficult to see the brief moment of recollection and surprise that passed over his countenance. "...Jimmy Lucas?" he asked Mark simply. When Trevor first saw the animated film Aladdin as a child, he'd asked his grandfather if genies were real. He'd been regaled with a tale about the Liberty League's so-called 'mascot', whom Travis Hunter had dryly described as having access to "phenomenal cosmic powers, itty-bitty idea of how to use the blasted thing." He'd also insisted that Lucas had been one of the bravest, most steadfast allies anyone in the League had ever had. Trevor hadn't had any idea that there was a descendant of that line attending Claremont.

Trevor gave the overexcited youth a squinting, nonplussed look as he extricated his hand from the vigorous shaking. "...yes?" he responded uncertainly, taking a half step backward. "I mean, we mostly just call it the Night Cycle, but, ah..." He wasn't entirely sure how to handle the situation. He wasn't in the habit of revealing his inherited heroic identity to strangers, but it wasn't like the other students at Claremont weren't going to be able to put the pieces together fairly quickly, given his powers, costume and codename. Fairly quickly, immediately, one of those, he mused. "Had to replace most of the working parts," he explained to his new classmates, "but she's the real deal." One eyebrow twitched quizzically as he glanced over to the more enthusiastic of the two. "Do they teach that much history here?"

That seems like a lot of hoops, AA. We let people take other powers with flaws, especially if it better represents the concept they're going for. What makes Probability Control so special? I doubt anyone's going to want to take more than one or two ranks anyway, but I don't see any reason for there to be a limit. If you're willing to pay for it, you should be allowed to, and it's capped by PL anyway.

Jack gave his gun toting teammate a flat look. "They're drugs," he reiterated, "that make zombies. Honestly, all things considered, I think we gotta take our laughs where we can find them." He turned to the third Interceptor. "You find anything, Grim? Were all of these guys card-carrying members of the same gym or something?"

"Uh, yeah, thanks," the newcomer replied, shaking the offered hand. His voice a soft, mellow baritone, but his manner had the hesitancy of someone taking pains to make a good first impression. "Trevor." The lanky teen was acutely aware of his own height standing next to Eddie; thanks to an early growth spurt, Trevor had towered over his classmates since grade school. With introductions out of the way, there was a brief lull. The fedora wearing teen had never been much of a conversationalist, tending toward introspective silence, but he was determined not to come across as aloof within his first few minutes at Claremont. "So, yeah," he continued, turning to regard his parked motorcycle. "It was my grandfather's, back in the day. Refurbished it by hand myself." His tone became more natural discussing something he took obvious pride in. Looking back at the piece of paper in his hand, he turned it ninety degrees to match its map to the direction of the campus in real life. "I'm moving in today, so I guess I'm looking for the office or the registrar or something?"

Introduction Give a two or three word description of yourself. (Describe your character's concept.) Shadowy Avenger Reborn! Do you have any nicknames, street names, titles, or nom de plume? Midnight II, Trev. What is your full birth name? Trevor Jacob Hunter. Where do you live? With my grandfather in his estate on the outskirts of Freedom City, though I'm moving into the Claremont dorms. Why do you live there? My dad moves around a lot for work, and Gramps and I always got along really well, so it was just easier for everyone. What do you perceive as your greatest strength? Patience, probably? You can get a lot done by just waiting and listening and picking your moment. What do you perceive as your greatest weakness? Inexperience, honestly. Plus, there's only so intimidating a teenager can be. Physical Traits How old are you? (Chronological age as well as age category.) 17 years. (Born February 1993) What is your sex? Male. What is your race? Caucasian. How tall are you? 6'1"; I had an early growth spurt. How much do you weigh? 135 lbs. What is your general body type, frame, bone structure, and poise? I'm pretty lanky; I exercise and work out enough to be in good shape, but I'm still catching up to my own height. What is your skin colour? White, a little on the pale side. I don’t get a lot of sun. What is your hair colour? Black. What is your hair style? Neat and well kept, but long enough to have a wave. Do you have any facial hair? It still grows in kind of patchy, so I shave regularly. What is your eye colour? Brown. How attractive are you? Uh... okay, I guess? I don't know. What is your most distinguishing feature? I've got a sort of imposing air about me, apparently. I think it’s because I'm pretty tall and don’t talk much. Do you have any scars, tattoos, or birthmarks? Nothing like that. What is your handedness (left/right/ambidextrous)? Right handed. Do you resemble some currently known person? People are always telling me I’m the spitting image of my grandfather, but I think that’s mostly in their heads. What kind of clothing do you wear? Loose, comfortable stuff in darker tones. My costume is pretty much like Gramps', but with a shorter jackets and a utility belt. Do you wear makeup? ...no? What sort of vocal tone do you have? Deep, resonant but soft. History Where is your homeland? The United States. Are you aware of its history? I have to take History in school, so, I guess so? Are you patriotic or a social outcast? Those are the only choices? What are your opinion of home? I haven’t travelled much, so I couldn’t really say, comparatively. Where is your home town? Freedom City. Are your real reasons for becoming an adventurer different from what you tell others? Not really; I'm following in my grandfather’s footsteps. How far would you go to keep such secrets from being revealed? What would you do if the truth became known? I think most people assume I'm connected to the original Midnight anyway. What do you fear would occur if the truth became known? ...nothing? Do you have any particularly high or low ability scores? I guess I'm pretty well rounded, but I'm pretty quick, and I'm good at getting people to listen to me. How have these scores affected your life so far? I don’t use either much outside of crime fighting. I'm getting pretty good a sneaking around a freaking people out. What about your race, growing up were you in the majority or a minority? Majority. Did this impact your outlook in any way? Not really? How do you feel about other races? People are people. Were there any traumatic experiences in your early years (death of a family member, abandonment, orphaned at an early age)? My parent's got divorced when I was a little kid, but I don't know how 'traumatic' I’d call that. Briefly describe a defining moment in your childhood and how it influenced your life. My powers kicked in around thirteen; does that count as 'childhood'? Finding out that Gramps used to be Midnight totally changed how I saw the world, and myself. What stupid things did you do when you were younger? I'd take appliances apart to see how they worked, but I could never get them back together afterward. Which toys from your childhood have you kept? I've got whole bins of construction toys in a closet somewhere. Why? What do they mean to you? If you didn't keep any, why not? What did you do to them all? I like building and repairing stuff. Recreating things from scratch. Do you have any deep, dark secrets in the past that may come back to haunt you? Give it time, I guess. Are you who you claim to be? I’ve got a legitimate claim to the Midnight name, yeah. Do you have any sort of criminal record? Not a chance. How do you view the heroes/legends of your country? Hearing Gramps' stories about them made me realise that the Liberty League were really just people trying to do the right thing. It humanised them for me. If they could all take a stand like that, I sort of had a responsibility to try and do the same. Family Who were your parents? Ted Hunter and Janet Pryce-Hunter Were you raised by them? If not, then why didn't they and who did raise you? Well, my folks divorced when I was really young, and Dad got custody. I've been living with Gramps since I was 11 or so, though, so I guess I'd say he's the one who really raised me. What was their standing in the community? My family's pretty well to do. Not like 'private jet' rich or anything, but Gramps' chemical patents make sure we’re never hurting for money. Did your family stay in one area or move around a lot? Dad practically lives out of a suitcase, and I couldn't even tell you where Mom is these days. Gramps and me stick around Freedom, though. How did you get along with their parents? Not badly, we just didn't really understand each other so well. How would your parents describe you? Answer this in the voice of your mother, then in your father's. “He's a sweet boy, but so quiet!†“Trevor takes after his grandfather, I'll tell you that much.†Do you have any siblings? If so how many and what were their names? How did you get along with each of your siblings? I'm an only child, actually. What was your birth position in the family? See above? List all current knowledge of family locations, spouses, children, birth dates, schooling, and any important incidents that only you and they might remember. ...is this like a credit card scam or something? Do you stay in touch with them or have you become estranged? I keep in touch with my dad, but it's not daily or anything. He's buys, I get that. Haven't spoken to my mother is a while, but I get letters now and then. Do you love or hate one member of the family in particular? Wow, does anyone really say they hate their family? I guess I just keep things in perspective; I get upset with my folks for not being around sometimes, but it's not like they abandoned me on a doorstep, y'know? Is any member of the family special to you in any way (perhaps, as a confidant, mentor, or arch-rival)? Gramps pretty much raised me, helped me with my powers and gave me a purpose. It’s important to me to make him proud. Are there any black (or white) sheep in the family (including you)? I get the feeling Dad knew about Gramps being Midnight and thought it was kinda ridiculous. Of course, I think he turned out sorta 'mild-mannered' for Gramps taste. They try not to bring it up. If so, who are they and how did they "gain" the position? Gramps invented the midnight mist, but he sort of fell into heroing. Once he did, he really committed, though, worked to be the best he could be. Do you have a notorious or celebrated ancestor? Uh, yeah: the original Midnight. If so, what did this person do to become famous or infamous? I'd say being part of the original Liberty League qualifies you. Do you try to live up to the reputation of your ancestor, try to live it down, or ignore it? Live up to it, definitely. I want to continue my grandfather's legacy, not tarnish it. Do you ever want to have a family of your own someday? Maybe? I guess? I'm seventeen, ask me again in ten years. Would anything change your mind on this issue and if so, what? I haven't really made up a mind to change, so... What type of person would be your ideal mate? Seriously. Seventeen. Humanoid and female goes a long way. ...ngh, okay, if we're being totally candid, I've kinda got a ridiculous crush on the current Raven. I know, so stupid. Relationships Do you have any close friends? If so, who and what are they like? ...I guess not. Huh. What is the history of their relationship(s) with you? I'm just not a really outgoing person... besides the dressing up and fighting bad guys thing. Do you currently have a best friend whom you would protect with your reputation or your life? My grandfather, I guess? Wow, that's amazingly lame, isn't it? If so, who are they and what caused you to feel so close to them? What would have to happen for you to end this relationship? We're retreading ground, now. Do you have any bitter enemies? I've mostly stuck to muggers, burglars, some low ranking mob guys; not exactly archfoe material. If so, who are they, what are they like, and what is the history of their feud with you? I guess I'd feel an obligation to take on anybody connected to the baddies who fought the original Midnight. Yeah, not a fan of organised crime and Nazis. Shock, right? Have you defeated them before? Haven't had a chance, yet. How might these enemies seek to discomfit you in the future? By being evil? I doubt they'd do anything just to tick me off. Which person(s) or group(s) are you most loyal to? Other heroes, the memory of the Liberty League. Who is your most trusted ally? My grandfather; I trust his advice implicitly. Who do you trust, in general? Sort of nobody. I'm not paranoid or anything, I just take things with a grain of salt. Who do you despise and why? ...I don't like people who target kids. Drug dealers hanging around schools, stuff like that. Name seven things you hate in others. Wow, negative. Um, okay, I guess: Irresponsibility Melodrama Arrogance Disrespect Wilful Ignorance Hypocrisy Not Knowing When To Be Quiet Is your image consistent? I try to be a lot, y'know, scarier as Midnight, but generally, yeah. I'm not trying to put on airs or anything. Do you deliberately present yourself differently in different situations, and how? In costume, I do my best to scare the, uh, fight out of bad guys. I'm getting pretty good at it, actually. What would you die for? ...to protect the innocent, I guess. It wouldn't be my first plan, but if it comes down to it, you do what you've gotta do. What is the worst thing someone has done to you? To me, personally? Hard to say; I'm pretty forgiving when it comes to slights against myself. I only really get mad when other people get hurt. Heh, that's kinda messed up, huh? What is your general reaction to an attractive member of the opposite sex who lets you know they are available? ...hamminah. I'm... not what you'd call 'smooth'. How do you get along with others of the same adventuring class? Like, other teen heroes? I haven't met a lot. Or any, I guess. I get on pretty well with other, y'know, 'shadowy' types. I think they're mostly glad I don't talk too much. Have you lost any loves? Seriously, seventeen. I'm not a character on a soap opera. How did you handle the situation (short & long term)? I'm fine, really. Who would miss you should you go missing? Well, my grandfather would notice pretty quickly. How close are you to your adventuring companions? I'm hoping to make some new friends at Claremont. Pretty excited, actually. Well, as excited as I ever get, anyway. What do they not know about you? ...that I'm a really good speller? I'm pretty upfront, if someone bothers to ask. Are you a member of any house, guild, organisation, or church? What is your level of involvement? Does Liberty League Legacy-holder count? Or being enrolled at Claremont? Personality & Beliefs Do you, or did you, have any role models? Well, my grandfather, naturally. Do you have any heroes or idols, either contemporary or from legend? ...this is starting to feel redundant. Did you ever become disillusioned with former heroes or idols? If so, why and what were the circumstances? Not at all, I'm just trying to live up the name Midnight. When did you decide to become an adventurer? Honestly? The moment I saw 'Midnight Manor'. It was this sudden but immediate certainty. Why have you chosen to risk your life as a career? How many teenagers can honestly say they're doing something really, truly worthwhile? It's a good feeling. What do you expect to get out of being an adventurer? What, if anything, would make you stop adventuring? Heh, rid the world of evil? I just want to help as many people as I can stay safe, and put as many bad guys away as I'm able. Do you have any dreams or ambitions? If not, why? I don't know, join the Freedom League, maybe? That's the big leagues, right? What are your short term goals (what would you like to be doing within a year)? I'd like to make some friends and allies, start giving the thugs around town a good reason to be afraid of the dark. What are your long term goals (what would you like to be doing twenty years from now)? Wow, uh... I guess I'd like to have really grown into the Midnight identity, proven myself a worthy successor. If these goals seem at odds with each other, or with your dreams, how do you reconcile the differences? It's all pretty straightforward. Do you have any great rational or irrational fears or phobias? If so, what are the origins of, or reasons behind them? Ha, yeah, I'm afraid of the dark. Wouldn't that be great? But no, nothing like that. How do you react when this fear manifests itself? I remind myself that I'm the one they should be afraid of. What are your attitudes regarding material wealth? I'd like to say it's not important, but I've never really gone without, so that'd be kinda dishonest. Are you miserly with your share of the wealth, or do you spend it freely? I'd say I spend responsibly. A lot of it goes to keeping my bike in working order. Do you see wealth as a mark of success, or just as a means to an end? Means to an end, for sure. Are you just going to get rich then sit on a big pile of money? How do you generally treat others? Well, I think. I try to be friendly. Some people think I come off as a little distant, though. Do you trust easily (perhaps too easily) or not? Not really. I guess I'm always waiting for the other shoe to drop. Are you introverted (shy and withdrawn) or extroverted (outgoing)? ...did you seriously think I wouldn't know what those words meant? Anyway, introverted, for the most part. Are you a humble soul or blusteringly proud? If you say you're humble, are you, really? What habits do you find most annoying in friends? People my age tend to get worked up pretty easily over who said what and the latest fashions and other really silly stuff. They need to stop acting like it’s the end of the world if somebody doesn't like them. What are your most annoying habits? I can be a little sarcastic and dismissive when it comes to social problems. I guess if it's a big deal to them I should be nicer about it. Is there any race, creed, alignment, religion, class, profession, political viewpoint, or the like against which you are strongly prejudiced, and why? Geez, no. I know I'm a wealthy white kid, but c'mon... What is your favourite food? Couscous. I'm serious, there's so much you can do with it. What is your favourite drink? Coffee. Black. Hey, I keep rough hours. What is your favourite treat (desert)? Like anything with dark chocolate. Do you favour a particular cuisine? I try to eat pretty healthy. Do you savour the tastes when eating or "wolf down" your food? Neither? I don't rush, but I don't make a big production out of it, either. Do you like food mild or heavily spiced? All things in moderation, right? Are there any specific foodstuffs that you find disgusting or refuse to eat? Well, I'm not exactly a vegetarian, but I don't eat a lot of meat, as a rule. What are your favourite colour(s)? Heh, black. You don't mess with what works. Is there any colour that you dislike? Um, puce? A lot of this thing is really negative, huh? Do you have a favourite (or hated) song, type of music, or instrument? I like stuff with a beat you can turn up really loud. If you have a favourite scent, what is it? Engine grease. What is your favourite type of animal? Ravens. ...wait, I don't mean, like, y'know, the Raven, I just, ah... Nevermind. Owls. I like owls, okay? Are you allergic to any kinds of animals? They're probably more allergic to my mist. Is there anything that enrages you? Anybody to targets children, or who hurts other people for the sake of hurting them. Is there anything which embarrasses you? I guess I get flustered pretty easily, but I'm good at hiding it. Do you enjoy "roughing it", or do you prefer your creature comforts? I'm not much for the wilderness, but I travel pretty light. Do you have a patron deity? Erm, not in the way I think you mean it. Are you devout or impious? It's really either or with you people, huh? Do you actively worship and proselytise or do you simply pay lip service? Neither, really. What lengths would you go to defend your faith? I guess I'd go pretty far to defend by beliefs. Was your faith influenced or moulded by anyone special? Gramps is sort of my moral compass, though he usually tells me to trust my own judgement. Do you belong to a dominant church, or an independent church, cult, or sect (and is the group accepted, frowned upon, or considered heretics)? Nothing like that, no. Will you kill? ...no. When did you decide (or learn) that you would? I haven't yet, and I don't plan on it. When do you consider it okay to kill (under what circumstances)? I don't really think it’s ever ‘okay’. When do you consider it wrong to kill (under what circumstances)? Uh, all the time, apparently. What would you do if someone else attempted to (or successfully did) kill under your "wrong" circumstances, what would be your reaction? I do my best to stop them, definitely. What if it was your enemy? I guess that sort of thing is expected from bad guys. I'd probably be more upset with myself for failing to stop them. What if it was your friend? ...if they needed to be taken down, I'd take them down. What if the opponent was not in control of his or her own actions (under duress, charmed, dominated, possessed)? I'd figure out a way to snap them out of it, obviously. What would you do if something were stolen from you? Most of the Midnight gear has trackers in it, so I guess I'd go and get it back. What would you do if you were badly insulted publicly? Probably just let it go. Getting angry is probably what they want. What would you do if a good friend or relative were killed by means other than natural death? ...if it was an accident, I'd mourn. If it wasn't... well. What is the one task you would absolutely refuse to do? Kill in cold blood. What do you consider to be the worst crime someone could commit and why? Pretty much the usual stuff, murder and... so on. How do you feel about government (rulers) in general? Why do you feel that way? I don't have a particular problem with authority, though I tend to make my own decisions regardless of instructions. Do you support the current government of your homeland? I can't vote yet, so 'support' is kind of a strong term. If so, how far are you willing to go to defend the government? If not, do you actively oppose it? I wouldn't stand for someone trying to take over the country by force, obviously. What form of government do you believe is the best (democracy, monarchy, anarchy, aristocratic rule, oligarchy, matriarchy) and why? Democracy seems to have worked out pretty well, compared to the others. Do you have any unusual habits or dominant personality traits that are evident to others? I'm pretty quiet, some have said 'stoic'. If so, describe them and how you acquired them, as well as when they might be more noticeable and what causes them. I'm just not a chatty person. I listen to what's going on around me and speak when I have something to say. Do you have any unusual or nervous mannerisms, such as when talking, thinking, afraid, under stress, or when embarrassed? When I get upset I sometimes start creating mist without meaning to. What is your most treasured possession? Gramps' old at and the Night Cycle. I did classic stuff. If your life were to end in 24 hours, what 5 things would you do in those remaining hours? Say goodbye to my family. Reveal my identity to the police and record whatever testimonies might help their current cases. Try to set things up for someone else to continue as Midnight when I'm gone. Prepare myself, mentally and spiritually. Find the biggest crime nest I could and take as many of them out as I could before they overwhelmed me. Career & Training Where and how were you educated? Regular public school. Like I said, I'm transferring to Claremont. Who trained you in your adventuring class(es)? My grandfather. What was your relationship with your teacher(s)/mentor(s)? Seriously? We've been over this like three times already. Is this person or institution still in existence? He's still alive, yeah. Too stubborn to die, he says. Were you a prize student or did you just barely pass? I do pretty well. Combination of intelligence and hard work. Mostly hard work. Look at your skills. How did you acquire them (especially the unusual ones)? I've always been pretty good with machines. Working on the stuff in the Manor taught me a lot, too. The Night Cycle feels more like an extension of my than a vehicle. Have you ever done anything else for a living? I guess I've never really had a real job. Some baby-sitting, stuff like that. How do you function in combat (manoeuvres, weaknesses)? You can do a lot of damage when you're the only person who can see what's going on. People get stupid when they're scared, too, so that helps. Have you ever received any awards or honours? Getting invited to Claremont by the headmaster was pretty cool. Is there anything that you don't currently know how to do that you wish you could? My grandfather was a better detective than I am. I need to learn to read people more accurately. Are you envious of others who can do such things in a good-natured way or are you sullen and morose about it? I just want to learn. If they can teach me, I'm all ears. Lifestyle & Hobbies When not adventuring, what is your normal daily routine? Wake up, go to school, hang out, go to sleep. How do you feel and react when this routine is interrupted for some reason? Honestly? Kind of a relief. What are your hobbies when you are not adventuring or training? I like to tinker with machines, especially engines. What do you do for relaxation? What things do you do for enjoyment? What interests do you have? I usually like to keep busy, but I've been known to turn up my music and just chill. How do you normally dress when not in your adventuring gear? Y'know, regular stuff. Long sleeve shirts, jeans. I wear my grandfather's black fedora a lot. What do you normally wear in bed at home? ...okay, creepy question, but boxers, sleep pants if it’s cold. What do you normally wear in bed while adventuring? What, like in a motel or something? Do you wear any identifiable jewellery? I keep my look pretty uncluttered. Does a utility belt count? Where do you normally put your weapons, magic items, or other valuables when you are sleeping? Utility belt, coat pockets. There's a locked compartment in the Night Cycle to keep stuff in. What morning or evening routines do you normally have? I usually do a little work out to wake myself up. Some push ups, chin ups, that sort of thing. I jog when I have the time. Do these change when you are adventuring? Operating in the middle of the night can mess up your sleep schedule a bit. Travel: how do you get around locally? My bike. I won't lie, it's pretty fantastic to be a high school student with a motorcycle. Do you have a Last Will and Testament? ...should I? What does it say? Guess I'll have to get back to you on that. Miscellaneous What would you like to be remembered for after your death? As somebody who got the job done, y'know? As a hero, I guess. What kind of threat do you present to the public? No real threat, but I have accidentally scared some civilians before. I was stopping a couple of armed robbers, so they'll just have to get over it. If your features were to be destroyed beyond recognition, is there any other way of identifying your body? Uh, DNA, maybe? Dental records? Geez... As a player, if you could, what advice would you give your character? Speak as if he/she were sitting right here in front of you. Use proper tone so they might heed your advice... You're a good kid. Trust your instincts and keep working at it; you're on the right path.

Index RPG Character Questionnaire Reputation Chart April 2010 Vignette Timeline April 2nd, 2010 - The Clock Strike Twelve A new student transfers to Claremont Academy, riding a black motorcycle and wearing a fedora. April 2nd, 2010 - Midnight Metting Trevor meets Erin White, who show's off the school training simulator. It all starts here. April 3rd, 2010 - The Wolf and The Night After a misunderstanding, Midnight teams up with Lukos to take down some criminal scum! April 12th, 2010 - Cry Havok! Mike and Trevor are part of a class trip to ASTRO Labs when a madman and his deadly robots attack! April 25th, 2010 - New Sound Trevor greet another new student, the musically inclined Warren Wilder, AKA Rift. April 27th, 2010 - Midnight Express With the rest of the campus asleep, Wander and Midnight go for a late night patrol in the city. May 5th, 2010 - Japanese Import Duncan Summers seems to be holding a membership drive, as Aiko Karakuri AKA Blue Rogue arrives at Claremont. May 7th, 2010 - Monsters in the Streets! - Southside The Grue Invasion begins. Midnight helps defend Jordan International Airport. May 7th, 2010 - Jail Break The prisoners of Blackstone try to use the alien invasion as an opportunity to escape! May 10th, 2010 - What Is Essential... Eve Martel starts at Claremont. Trevor and the similarly quiet acrobat become fast friends. May 31st, 2010 - House of L Mark is killed in a fight with Omega's forces, causing his father Rick Lucas to awaken reality shattering powers! May 31st, 2010 - House of L: Wake-Up Call Kid Midnight visits the grave of his parents. Except... that's not right at all, is it? May 31st, 2010 - House of L: Bringing Down the House The handful of Mark's friends who remember the way the world should be pay the Lucas family home a visit. May 31st, 2010 - House of L: The End The day is saved... but at what cost? May 31st, 2010 - House of L: Eve of Midnight Trevor confronts Eve about the trauma they just went through, cementing their friendship. June 11th, 2010 - Life's Parade of Fashion Trevor takes Erin to meet a family friend and master tailor in preparation for a charity gala. June 19th, 2010 - Could've Danced All Night Erin accompanies Trevor to a charity gala with food, dancing and - when James arrives - a little drama. June 23rd, 2010 - "... And I'm a Mutant." Along with the rest of the nation, Trevor witnesses Alex coming out as a Terminus Baby. June 30th, 2010 - Save Tonight Alex organizes a prom for Claremont's students! Trevor and Erin attend a lovely evening... until things come crashing down. July 3rd, 2010 - ... but the Exchange Rates are Murder! Midnight arrives at the Hunter Estate to fine zombies on the lawn and his grandfather missing! Can Dead Head help? July 12th, 2010 - Midnight Bloom Botanical beauty Fleur de Joie seeks Travis Hunters help with a chemical conundrum! July 14th, 2010 - At The Mountains Mark invites his friends on a once in a lifetime visit to the Centurion's Sanctum! But are they alone? July 22nd, 2010 - Just Another Class Trip Erin and Trevor earn some extra credit for Mr. Lumis' class with a summer field trip... to another planet! July 23rd, 2010 - Meet the Roommate Waiting for Erin, Trevor and Alex have a discussion about fear and responsibility. July 27th, 2010 - Lights at His Back, Stars in His Eyes Trevor greets yet another new student, but for some reason his eyes have been bothering him of late... July 30th, 2010 - Temple of the Sun Midnight attends the funeral of El Fuego, a contemporary of his predecessor. August 2nd, 2010 - The Other Guys James calls Trevor, Erin and Eve with a proposition for a different sort of super team. August 7th, 2010 - Rose Tinted Glasses Trevor wakes up to discover a new, disturbing secondary mutation has taken hold. August 16th, 2010 - Midnight Oil Erin and Trevor discuss motorcycle maintenance and the demons of the past. August 17th, 2010 - Hunter in the Forest Chris takes Trevor to see the Arborealair, and meet his girlfriend Liz 'Spellbound' Lawlett to compare engineering notes. September 5th, 2010 - A Trip Between Two Worlds If Tricia were more like her outgoing friend Marcie, she'd tell Aaron how she feels... Could some unexpected visitors help? September 14th, 2010 - Shadows in the Night Midnight tries to save the victim of a mugging and gets hit over the head with a pipe for his efforts. Typical. September 18th, 2010 - Midnight Run Trevor and Erin do some work on her truck before taking it out for a test drive. September 19th, 2010 - Mind Games Midnight and his friends find themselves behind enemy lines, switching places with their counterparts from Anti-Earth! September 19th, 2010 - Mind Games: Remix Meanwhile of Earth-Prime, The Blanks has plans of his own to capitalize on their strange situation. October 7th, 2010 - 20 Questions Mark finds Trevor working on the Night Cycle, starting a conversation the reveals much about both young men. October 31st, 2010 - Midnight Confessions Erin finally tells Trevor the full story of her life before arriving on Earth-Prime, just as the undead stalk the streets of Freedom. October 31st, 2010 - Unbalanced Midnight takes out some of his frustration on the zombies attacking Freedom City's citizens. November 6th, 2010 - Midnight in Her Eyes Days after the zombie outbreak, Trevor tracks Erin down on the roof of the dormitory. November 9th, 2010 - Kill A Man Young Freedom is invited to Dakana by none other than King M'Balla, the White Lion! November 11th, 2010 - Kill A Man: Rusty Cage Just what is imprisoned by daka crystals at the heart of the volcano? And what terror from above could set it free? November 11th, 2010 - Kill A Man: Eighteen It's been a long time since Erin had a good birthday. Giant monster or no, Trevor sets out to change that. November 22nd, 2010 - House On The Hill Trevor accompanies Erin to her job babysitting for the eccentric Faretti family. November 27th, 2010 - White Saturday When the universally reviled Doc Otaku takes over the GBN broadcast, Midnight teams with an eclectic group of heroes to take him down. December 10th, 2010 - The Dark Mother What's worse than a vampire? How about an army of vampiric sea creatures attacking Atlantis! January 2nd, 2010 - Somewhere That's Green Trevor makes a trip out to Chicago to attend the wedding of Derrick Lumins and Stesha Madison. January 5th, 2010 - Routine Maintenance After spending the holidays apart, Trevor and Erin get together for a quiet evening of oil changes and hot chocolate. January 28th, 2010 - The Sun Shines Night And Day Sanctuary's generator breaks down, leaving Fleur in the cold! Luckily, she knows a mechanic used to unusual cases... February 1st, 2010 - Worlds Enough and Time Torrential downpours sweeping the continent are just the beginning as Young Freedom once again leaps into the multiverse!