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  1. Right then! So exciting! 25. Gabe's pretty eager to smack down some Fae.
  2. If asked later, Gabriel would probably avoid answering one way or another if he'd been frightened when the great flying beast had nearly gotten a grip on him. Certainly it wouldn't be a subject he'd actively bring up. Because truth was he was practically scared out of his wits right now. Then again, he felt he had some solid backup, so it wasn't a total loss. That didn't mean he was sorry to put more distance between himself and the Simurgh. As he dropped through the air, he at least made sure his trajectory took him away from the protective shell around the scientists and guards. He raised his right hand, sighting down it as if using a firearm of some sort or another. "You're a big, gnarly beastie. Time to soften you up a bit." And with that, a lance of sonic power screamed out from his pointed fingers, hitting dead-center on the creature. The energy quickly washed over its whole body, trying to vibrate its thick scales just so such that they lost some of their strength and cohesion, at least for a while. A creature that large likely had plenty of grit to go around, and would probably end up healing fairly quickly, so he wasn't overly concerned about what small damage might occur from the attack.
  3. Right then. Move Action: Reduce altitude and angle away from the stone-and-plant cage. Move as far as Flight 1 will allow. Free Action: Switch Sonic Control Array to Drain Toughness power. Standard Action: Ranged Attack vs Simurgh. 29. I believe that hits, so a DC 22 Fortitude Save vs a Rank 12 Toughness Drain.
  4. Gabriel's eyes narrowed as he turned to face the coachman again. He took a couple of steps toward the man. "I need to make an announcement, but I suggest you start naming names and giving addresses. Now. Especially for those who have been leading this venture. Now, pardon me, gentlemen. I need to speak to a few more residents of this accursed place." He turned and walked to the end of the alley, his spear keeping pace with his steps. Somewhere along the way, the sound of it tapping against the cobblestone suddenly echoed across every corner of the Fae city. He reached the end of the alley and looked about for a moment. Then he spoke, his voice seemingly only a bit louder than an average conversation, like a man making an announcement in a busy room; except that Gabriel's voice was heard all across the city, clearly, by everyone who had the ability to hear at all. At first, his tone was gentle and friendly. "To the men and women of Freedom City, and perhaps elsewhere on Earth, who have been taken slave by the denizens of this realm, brought to this city under false pretenses, my name is Gabriel. I am a superhero, a member of the Freedom League. I am here to set you free. By the end of the day, you will be with those who care about you once more, and these...people...will never trouble you again. I ask only that you tarry a little longer. Take heart, find your courage, and fan the flames of hope within your soul. Your freedom has come." Then, suddenly, it was sharper than the edge of his spearhead. "To the Fae who inhabit this real and have stolen people from our world to do the jobs you think beneath you: You have made a mistake. This I swear to you: Not only shall those you stole walk free, there shall be nothing to steal them back to. Before this day is done, we shall lay waste to this den of deceit, iniquity, and slavery. We shall crumble your finest homes. Shatter your finest mechanisms. This day shall be etched in your history books as a Grand Mistake. Do not be deceived. We shall not rest until every last person from our world is free and clear. We shall not stop until you have learned your lesson. We cannot be bribed. We cannot be intimidated. We cannot be deterred. And we cannot be stopped. We are the recompense for all your sins. The balance on your scale. For your crimes, there will be no reprieve. Weep, anguish, and gnash your teeth. You now face Judgment. Ye Be Guilty."
  5. Activating the Far-Hearing, The Tongues of Men & Angels, & Ventriliquism power on the Sonic Control Array. It will be stretching as far as possible, and audible to everyone possible. Burn an HP for Ultimate Intimidate. Auto-40 on Intimidating every Fae in the city. Demoralize, or whatever you think fits best.
  6. Notice Check: 13. With the +2 that is literally 11. So...I guess he does notice?
  7. Happy birthday, Arichamus! :thumbsup: :catholic: :thumbsup:
  8. Private Lab, Basements, Castle Katastrof, Katastrof Valley, Sweden March 23, 2013 The room was buried under ground level and within reinforced concrete, with lead shielding sandwiched between concrete layers. The room was extremely "explosion resistant", and contained a Faraday Cage to boot. The locks on the door were the most advanced thing the man inside could concoct, which was certainly a high standard. He was currently clad in a white lab coat, bearing blue rubber gloves, a protective face mask, and clear goggles. He spoke, and the computer systems in the room recorded his thoughts. "The substance dubbed "Computronium" appears to be distinct from some of the proposals of acclaimed science fiction writers. This substance is not truly "programmable" matter. What it is, however, is a fascinating blend of carbon, silicon, rhodium, and trace amounts of titanium. The titanium appears to lend its strength and heat resistance to the overall compound. The rhodium seems to serve as the "binding" agent, as well as lending increased flexibility and conductivity, and topping it off with incredible corrosion resistance. The silicon serves as the basis for its variable-temperature conductivity, as well as its incredible application for computing usage. While the rhodium keeps everything together, the silicon seems to serve the purpose of "defining" everything. It's what catapults this substance to the status of "greatest single tool for advancing computing in history". The carbon, finally, serves to make the material even tougher, as well as keeping it flexible, and also aiding the conductivity and computing potential even more. Yet..." He pauses, carefully picking up and pondering a square of the dark metallic material, contemplating it under the light before continuing his thoughts out loud. "Part of me feels even this is not a complete picture. It is as if the Curator, or whoever invented this compound, took the best properties of all these materials and...merged them together. While it is not as nigh-indestructible as Impervium, or possessing of the more exotic properties of Daka Crystal, Computronium is not only a strong, robust material, it allows someone with sufficient skill to craft ships or drones or vehicles that are themselves computers. The central "computer bank" merely serves as the controlling apparatus; the distributed computronium gives it incredible distributed computing power, seemingly serving as a collection of secondary CPUs and added RAM, with a dash of data storage thrown in if constructed right. As well, it seems to serve as an ideal selective conductor, allowing the being controlling the material to send electricity or data or other, more exotic energies down the line one direction with zero feedback. This bears out the past and present noted tactics of the Curator. It should be noted that the "tentacles" extruded by the Curator's ship (which itself was likely just a local computer node, really) were observed "dissolving" when the central intelligence was struck down by means still held classified by those more immediately aware of the situation. My current theory is that these appendages were not truly "solid" in the normal sense, but instead compacted collections of nanites forged from computronium with a dash of the other unique element discovered. These nanites packed themselves in close enough to act as a traditionally-constructed solid object, so long as they had continuous instructions. The termination of the central signal, and the observed "collapse" afterwards, would serve as a solid break in said signal, enough to disrupt the nanite formations. The nanites themselves seemingly broke down for the most part; in the examination of the Curator vessel, large "tanks" were observed filly with a "nanite slurry" that were mostly empty. Small trickles of nanites were observed returning, but those taken for sampling mostly crumbled to their component atoms within minutes. It is my proposal that humanity can use the harvested materials from the Curator's ship to serve as a sort of 'base' from which to begin synthesizing our own iterations of the various exotic materials found. These initial batches produced will give us the means to create space-capable vehicles that will, in a rather short time, allow us to begin harvesting the resources of, at the very least, the inner four planets plus asteroid belt. The problem is, many of my scientific peers express doubt that this can be accomplished. They fear potential repercussions, though it's unclear from where. Some have cited increased scrutiny in the galactic community, to which my response is 'bring it on'. I firmly believe that humanity, for all of its flaws, is nearly ready to burst onto the larger universal scene. Those among the stars who count us 'primitive' may find themselves surprised in due time. More immediately fascinating, though, are some of the potential applications for this material in a man-machine interface system. First and foremost in my mind is the potential for vastly better artificial limbs and the like. While Miss Americana's designs have, thus far, surpassed my company's own, I think that by focusing our efforts more on a specific set of goals, and incorporating man-made computronium interfaces, we could revolutionize the whole field. If I'm right, I could..." Here, he pauses, clearly emotional for several moments. He closes his eyes and takes several deep breaths before continuing, sounding calmer. "With those initial designs being proven sooner rather than later, I could forge the way for creating a more holistic and natural experience for those who have experienced more radical full-body transplants. They would truly have the best of both worlds, more so even than the current optimistic projections. And beyond that, there are staggering possibilities for the selective application of computronium implants in the human nervous system. My current projections indicate that such implants could give staggering leaps in mental processing ability, memory retention, spatial awareness, and basically all forms and aspects of human brain activity. In short, someone with such implants would be objectively smarter and faster-thinking than at least 99.99% of the human race. Combined with my own independent advances in medical nanotechnology, not only could said implants be delivered smoothly and painlessly, without the need for actual surgery, but we would also be able to seamlessly monitor and address any potential 'problem areas' before they even start. If such research bears fruit, which I firmly believe it will, this may well be the first step in advancing the human race as a whole and allowing us to better all of our lives and unlock more of our innate potential." Underneath the mask, Baron Magnus Katastrof couldn't help but grin at the thought of all that potential...
  9. Gabriel 1 IC Post 2 IC Posts 6 IC Posts Total: 9 IC Posts Fenris 10 IC Posts 4 IC Posts 1 IC Post Total: 15 IC Posts, plus HellQ.
  10. Just FYI, I believe this is the week my boss and supervisor are in town at least part of the week, so I probably won't be on chat at all during work, and posting will likely be sparingly. We'll see.
  11. "Christ was not involved in any of this, Cannonade. Be wary. Accept no "gifts". Try not to drink or eat anything. We should take care not to linger..." And then the faerie prostitutes tried to hook them. Gabriel stepped to the front of the group, his shining spear tapping out a steady rhythm as he walked forward. His face was as impassive as stone, and at first, his tone was light, almost friendly. "Putting aside the fact that the ears and the accents are a turnoff, I don't want to even think about the diseases, faeries. Now. Putting aside the fact that "five shillings for the delight" is so low as to be almost insulting, or the fact that we're extremely busy, or the fact that I wouldn't touch a Fae in that way with a thirty-nine-and-a-half-foot pole, or a bunch of other things...." Suddenly his tone was deadly serious. "There's the fact that I'm probably going to pull most of this stinking city of lies down around your pointy deceiving ears. There's a group of bigger predators on the block now, Fair Folk. So if you "ladies" want some free advice, it would be to leave. Leave now and leave far. Run. Otherwise..." He made a shooing motion with the spear. "Get thee out of mine way, Satan."
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  14. Introduction Who are you? Sum yourself up in one sentence. I am a noble genius inventor superhero out to make the world a better place. Do you have any nicknames, street names, titles, or nom de plume? When “armored up†I go by Fenris. My young cousin Eira, to whom I am more of an uncle, calls me “Uncle Maggyâ€, and anyone else who tries will only do so once. What is your full birth name? I am Magnus Vilhelm Katastrof. Where do you live? Wherever I please. Well, more factually, my ancestral home is Castle Katastrof, located in the Katastrof Valley, nottoo far from Helsingborg. But between “jet-setting†about the world for the sake of my company, and thus living in various hotels for stretches at a time, and living in my small home in Freedom City to manage much of the work in America, there are times I feel I live everywhere and nowhere all at once. How old are you? What year were you born (if applicable)? I am 27, born in the year 1986. Physical Traits What is your gender? If not applicable, please explain. I am a man. How would you describe your heritage? I am the newest heir of a long, proud lineage of Swedish nobles, stretching back to the days of 1000 AD, or possibly before. The Katastrofs have ever been loyal sons and daughters of their homeland, though in...rockier...times, how that loyalty was expressed varied. How tall are you? Five feet, ten inches. ...Unless I’m armored, then it’s six and a half feet. What is your body type? I myself am in excellent condition, but I am not, as you Americans say, “bulked upâ€. I am more concerned with keeping myself healthy than with incredible strength. The armor, of course, gives me quite a bit of rather intimidating bulk. Do you have any particular weaknesses, such as allergies or physical disabilities? While in good shape, outside the armor I am still essentially a regular human, just with a slightly fortified biology thanks to nanotechnology. How do you carry yourself? Are you graceful, or heavy on your feet? Can you be stealthy, do you walk with confidence? I try to make sure to project a sense of both confidence and friendliness. It’s always better to have employees who enjoy working with you, instead of fear you. Fear’s only good when negotiating with shady rival businesses. Describe your skin, eye, and hair color. I’m Swedish! More accurately, I’m pale (I tend to sunburn easily if I’m not extremely cautious), and my hair is a nice platinum blonde while my eyes are a light blue. How do you wear your hair, if applicable? Do you have facial hair? Clean-shaven, with my hair kept fairly short but well-styled. Do you consider yourself attractive? Do others? I would like to think I’m rather handsome, yes. I’ve been flirted with, but considering my wealth and heritage, I’m never quite sure how much is about how I look as opposed to...other factors. Do you have any scars, tattoos, piercings, or birthmarks? A few small scars, especially on my knuckles from my earliest inventing days. Not so many getting earned now, between the nanotechnology and the armor... Do you resemble anyone famous? I’m the “anyone famous†people get told they resemble. Do you have a dominant hand? I was born right-handed but have trained myself to be near-ambidextrous. What kind of clothing do you wear? Mostly suits, or at least slacks, a shirt, and a tie. Mostly because I’m in meetings half the time. My accessories are how I individualize; I sometimes wear very “wacky†ties, and my cufflinks and tie chain carry small science-fiction symbology. That and my phone/palmtop rig, though since that’s how I don my armor quickly, it’s not solely for looks. When I know I’m not going to be in public or the office or anything, and it’s just me and maybe my family and/or the lab? I wear “regular people clothesâ€; jeans, shorts, tshirts. But when you’re under 30 and the head of a giant multinational corporation, you have to be extremely careful about public appearances. Do you wear makeup? Only on television, if I have to. What is your vocal range? Is your voice distinctive in some way? I’ve got a solid baritone. I don’t have any unusual voice characteristics, beyond the unique qualities every human has. Do you have any distinctive habits, nervous tics, or mannerisms? Where did they come from, and what causes them? Do other people notice and remark on these habits? Do they annoy you or other people? I sometimes fiddle with pens or other similar objects when sitting at a desk and thinking. I also have a tendency to pace and such when really thinking. History Where do you come from? I hail from the fine country of Sweden. Have you made any major moves, or do you live in your hometown? I have many locations where I stay for periods of time, but my truest home is my family’s ancestral castle, where it always was. Do you feel loyal to your country of citizenship? Do you consider yourself patriotic? How do you feel about the government of your country? I am proud of my heritage, but do not think my country the only good country in the world. No one country does everything right, when all is said and done. Our government does as well as can be expected. I would not go so far as to call myself a “patriotâ€, no. How do you feel about the place you come from? It is my home, and that feeling will never change. I love the views of the valley, in winter or summer, and there’s just something about the air out there. Where is your home town? What was/is it like? As I said, I grew up in Castle Katastrof, in the Valley of the same name. It is a good town, with good people. Everyone there likes to give a “rustic†touch to the homes and businesses, but in truth we live quite modern lives. We just like taking the best pieces of the “old ways†to keep them around. Do not throw away what works, and so forth. Growing up, were most of the people you knew similar to you, or were you somehow a minority? How did that affect you? I was only a “minority†in the sense that not everyone there was a noble. The Valley is not necessarily the most, ah, diverse of places. No one is unwelcome, but neither does it advertise in other places to attempt to draw new residents. Though this has changed somewhat with the direction I have taken my company. Is there something you've always been really good at or really bad at? How has that affected your life? I have always been very good at science, and I have something of a head for business. I make terrible coffee and can’t sing to save my life. Were there any traumatic experiences in your early years (death of a family member, abandonment, orphaned at an early age)? Not in my early years, not really. Briefly describe a defining moment in your childhood and how it influenced your life. In my childhood specifically? I suppose it was when I watched an episode of a local television program that focused on science. My parents (even at that age) were already talking about “running the companyâ€, and I knew in abstract that “science†happened at the company. But when I watched that program, Science became wondrous to me, and I knew I had to do science. And here we are today. What stupid things did you do when you were younger? Let’s just say a few of the rooms in the castle have blue and green stains in the stone and leave it at that. Where did you go to school? How much school did you have, and did you enjoy it? I attended a mix of private tutors, a couple of nearby exclusive boarding-style schools, and eventually the top colleges and universities in the area. I’ve been in study abroad programs that took me to Norway, Germany, Switzerland, France, England, and even Russia. I’ve completed 2 Bachelor’s-level degrees, one in Engineering Technology, and one in Theoretical Physics. My Doctorate was in Engineering. It was quite enjoyable. Especially as I was able to finish just in time for my 21st birthday, so that my “roaring 20’s†(as Mother calls them) were free and clear to make my mark on the world. Do you have any mementos of your childhood? What are they, and why did you keep them? If you have none, why not? My old Erector Set that Father bought me when I was about 5. It reminds me of a time when I could enjoy the simple act of building. A couple of watches my Grandfather owned; they are magnificent pieces, but one is the watch he wore when he married my Grandmother, and the other is the piece he wore after my Father’s birth. They were both a sort of symbol; he stopped wearing the former after Grandmother passed. The latter was his until near the end. A very battered stuffed bear from my Grandmother. She got it on a trip to America. One of her earliest gifts, and the one that always seemed to come up in conversations. When did you decide to become a hero? Why? Did anyone influence you one way or another in the decision? 3 days, 14 hours, and 7 minutes after I had turned my father in to the Swedish law enforcement for conspiring to bring down the government. I knew that it would not properly clear my name, but I also knew I had to try and make up for such a shame on our family. Perhaps one day, when those who now call me “enemy†are long locked up, and I am slightly greyer and much older, I shall tell the world. After I have proven myself a hero and a boon under both names. My power and my intellect, they must be used with responsibility for the sake of more than just myself. Is the reason you give people for becoming a hero different than your real reason? If so, why? Not truly, though I keep things vague if asked while in my armor. I wish to keep my identity a secret for now. Do you have any deep, dark secrets in the past that may come back to haunt you? From my past? Not truly. My father’s shameful actions and ambitions are by no means secret. Do you represent yourself as being different from who you really are? Why? I perhaps put on airs of exaggerated confidence in many meetings, as well as flirting more often than I actually feel any attraction. It is...expected...of one such as I, and to protect my heroic self’s secret I try to adhere to expectations. Nothing too shameful, though. More just “playing to the crowdâ€. If you do have these secrets, what do you fear would happen if the truth became known? How far would you go to protect those secrets? I would do a fair bit of lying to cover my heroic identity. Perhaps a few other related bits of deception. But I would never see another human harmed for such secretiveness. Do you have any sort of criminal record? If so, is it public knowledge? None at all, secret or public. Family What are your biological parents' names? Gostav Jarle Katastrof and Sonja Malena Katastrof. Were you raised by them? If not, please explain and describe who raised you. I was raised by them, though with a bit of aide from my older cousins Bernard and Magda, and a couple of tutors. What was their standing in the community? What did/do they do for a living? My father was Baron Katastrof and the CEO/Primary Stockholder of Katastrof Industries; one of the most prominent of the Swedish nobles, a well-respected businessman, and a captain of industry. Mother helped with various things in the company from time to time, but mostly focused on a combination of PR for the company/my father, and setting up various social events (Father was good on the small scale, but Mother has a knack for wrangling larger arrangements). Where are your parents now? Mother still lives in the private wing of Castle Katastrof. Father is currently in a medium-security prison not far outside the capital. Did your family stay in one area or move around a lot? We have lived in the valley for twenty generations, and in this castle for fifteen. We took the occasional trip, but otherwise generally were at home. How did you get along with their parents? How do you get along with them now (if applicable). My father...he was my, if not hero, my model. The bar against which I measured myself. I knew early on that I might be “smarter†than him, more capable in science...but it was his continuing drive for success, to always go just a bit further that put the spark in me to be more than a “mere†engineer. My mother was the one who encouraged my unique scientific flair, and my much-expanded vision for our company. From my very early years she found my fascination with science not just “cuteâ€, but wonderful. How do your parents view you now, or how would they? Mother and I get along well enough, but...there is a certain distance that was not there a few years ago. Perhaps inevitable.] Father has yet to request to speak with me as he sits in prison. Do you have any siblings? If so how many and what are their names? Describe your relationship with them. Bernard and Magda are not unlike a brother and a sister for me, and with Bernard’s father passing away many years ago, he spent several years with us. He always found my love for science a bit befuddling, but still cheered me on. During the times I went to school and he was also there, he stepped in once or twice when...less intelligent sorts tried to impost themselves upon my person. While he and I butt heads on occasion (Magda insists it’s because we’re alike in personality and “spiritâ€, if not areas of interest), either of us would move the world for each other, and we would both move Sol and Luna for Eira. But I am, ultimately, an only child. What was your birth order in the family? I am an only child to my parents, and a few years younger than my cousins Bernard and Magda. Where are your siblings now (if applicable)? Do they have families of their own? What do they do? Bernard and Magda have a nice home in the town around the Castle; Bernard insists on trying to “make his own way†as much as possible. He’s a skilled tradesman in basically anything involved with constructing and repairing homes and office buildings. Magda works part-time at the local school as a reading tutor, though for the last couple of years she was busy caring for Eira. Do you stay in touch with them or have you become estranged? We talk, though perhaps not as much as we used to. Life tends to keep me busy, and Bernard and Magda are busy helping Eira adjust (and adjusting themselves). Do you love or hate one member of the family in particular? I don’t truly hate any of my family. But my father...I constantly find him a source of shame and disappointment all at once. Is any member of the family special to you in any way (perhaps, as a confidant, mentor, or arch-rival)? Little Eira is basically my niece and I dote on her as such. Bernard is always worried I will spoil her, but considering he’s basically next in line for the Barony if something happened to me, I think I’ve done a pretty good job of keeping things from getting out of hand. Are there any black (or white) sheep in the family (including you)? If so, please explain. My father, for his plans to summon Norse “deities†and work to overthrow the government. Do you have a notorious or celebrated ancestor? If so, please explain, including how it has affected your life. Bjorn Katastrof was a notorious Viking raider in the First Millenium, and his almost astonishing success paved the way for the family’s long history of success. For better or worse. Frej Katastrof was the first true Baron Katastrof, and was a rather excellent noble, especially by the standards of the day. Do you have a partner and children currently? If so, please describe them. No. If you do not have a partner or children, do you want them someday? How firm are you in your opinion on this, and what might change your mind? Perhaps. I wrestle with that question often myself. Part of me feels there is a duty to continue the family line. And certainly, I would like the joy of finding love, and bringing a new life into the world, an outward expression of our unity, a child who might help open new wonders to my life (perhaps my child would be a painter, or a pianist, or one of a thousand other things I’m not). On the other hand, I fear what sort of father or husband I could really be. Even putting aside the rather looming nature of the Barony and the Company, there is the risk borne from my hero work. Or my rather...driven...personality. What type of person would be your ideal mate? A woman who could challenge me intellectually, and also bring new things into my life. Relationships Do you have any close friends? If so, please describe them, and how you came to be close to them. I...I am not sure that I do, beyond my family. I have friends, but none that are truly close. Do you have a best friend? If so, how did they become your best friend? How close are you to your best friend? I...I do not. If you were to go missing, who would worry about you? My family, assuredly. Perhaps a few of my colleagues would worry about me as a person, rather than in the more abstract sense. Have you lost any loves? If so, how did it happen, and what did you do? I have had none to lose. Do you have any bitter enemies? If so, please describe them and their history with you. Fenriswulf. And in my eyes, any who would use magic or technology or power to truly subjugate the innocent. Or in the case of the Foundry, likely slaughter all organic life. If you have enemies, how do you think they might attempt to work against you in the future? Likely by trying to kill me with violence. Corporate enemies might try a takeover, but I have...contingencies...in place for that. What is the worst thing someone has done to you? I would say it was likely my father’s dip into madness, his betrayal of our family’s honor and principles. Where do your loyalties lie? In what order? My Family. My Company. Science. Humanity. My Country. Who or what do you trust the most? Why? I trust my family the most. Beyond that...not many people, not so fully. Who or what do you despise? Why? Those who use power to prey on the innocent. Those who would smash humanity down for their petty schemes of power or vengeance. Those who would try to restrict technology from ignorance instead of caution. What qualities do you admire most in other people? Are these qualities you possess? Honesty, critical thinking, competence. And yes, I have them all. What qualities do you hate most in other people? Do you have any of those qualities? Pettiness, which I mostly avoid. Fear overriding everything else, which I avoid. Do you have a secret identity? If so, who knows it? Do you hide it from people who are close to you? Why? Yes. The only one who knows it, besides myself, is the heroine Dragonfly, and that’s only by accident. She has been gracious enough to keep the secret, though. A few of the more intelligent tech-oriented heroes might suspect, I suppose. I hide it to keep my family and company safe from reprisals. And because part of me likes being appreciated for my actions as a hero, completely separate from my company. Do you work well on teams and in groups? Are you a leader or a follower? I am a leader, and I can work pretty well on a functional, well-motivated team. Are you on a super team? If so, how do you get along with your comrades? Do you trust them, or do you have secrets from them? I am not on a team at this time, though I would not be adverse to forming one with a few other science-oriented heroes, especially the ones who use armor in a manner similar to myself. Are you a member of any church, fraternal organization, club, committee, political party, or other group? How much time do you spend on that? Not really, beyond the duties of running my company. Personality & Beliefs Who are your heroes? Stephen Hawking. Charles Babbage. Daedalus. Nikolai Tesla. Isaac Newton. Did you ever become disillusioned with former heroes or idols? If so, why and what were the circumstances? I found myself rather disillusioned with my rather...well, child-like view of my father when I discovered his plot. Do you like being a hero? If so, what is the most rewarding part? If not, what makes you keep doing it? I do enjoy it. And I think the best parts are when I’ve done good work with my peers...or when I manage to get a child to smile in thanks or relief (despite my rather fearsome visage). Is there anything that would make you give up hero work, or even switch sides? Give up? Perhaps age, and certainly if there was a need to focus on my family, my company, and my science such that hero work was a true hindrance (it currently is not). Switching sides, as in becoming a villain? Only if the definitions of “hero†and “villain†became reversed. I would perhaps conflict with an individual hero if they were acting erratically or irrationally, but as a “general philosophyâ€, no. What are your short term goals (what would you like to be doing within a year)? Growth of Katastrof & Sorenson Technologies. Crack a couple of problematic physics equations. Crack the methods of creating a few of the more exotic elements I’ve recently discovered. What are your long term goals (what would you like to be doing twenty years from now)? See KST as a global franchise. Have at least one small orbital “colony†constantly running, and have overseen a couple of manned round trips to Mars. See the world running nothing but clean, renewable energy (Fusion, my reactor tech, solar, who knows what else). What is your greatest fear? Why? What do you do when something triggers this fear? That if my Mother and Eira knew my heroic identity they would reject me, somehow. That my inventions are turned against the innocent. That I somehow go to a “place of madness†and threaten the innocent. Thankfully these only really crop up in nightmares and when I’m pulling the proverbial “all-nighterâ€. Is there anything you would give you life for? To save the innocent. My family. How do you feel about money and material wealth? Do you desire it or disdain it? Are you miserly with what you have, or do you like to share? Is it a mark of success, or a means to an end? Money is a tool. A resource. Something to be carefully applied and leveraged for goals. I mean, certainly, I won’t deny enjoying having a lot of it. Luxuries are nice. But careful investment with a number of distributed accounts means that my day-to-day living is assured without worry, meaning the rest of my funds are free to be given or invested where needed and desired. So ultimately, while others might see it as a mark of my success, as far as I’m concerned it’s only a means. How do you generally treat others? Cautious respect until proven otherwise. I’ve been told I can be “guarded†at first, but generally cordial. One has to be careful sometimes, in the business world. Are you a trusting person? Has your trust ever been abused? Not fully trusting, no. And yes, my trust in my own father was shattered years ago. And to a bit of a lesser extent, my trust in my mother. Are you introverted (shy and withdrawn) or extroverted (outgoing)? Do you have a lot of self-confidence? I am somewhere in between. I am open and friendly enough with anyone, but I have few friends that I fully trust. I would say I possess a sufficient amount of assurance in both my place in the world and in my abilities. How do you act around attractive, available members of your preferred sex? Depends on the situation and what I know about them. A bit of light flirting is semi-typical, though if they’re clearly married or otherwise in a relationship I simply hand out friendly compliments. What are your most annoying habits? Besides being right 97.8% of the time? Because people seem to get annoyed about that... I suppose I tend to pace and gesticulate when I’m really thinking about someone, and I can get a bit....manic....about science sometimes. I’ve been told it’s a touch “freaky†to some who don’t know me well. Do you feel contempt for any general category of people? Who are they, and why? Pretty much just villains and their ilk, for rather obvious reasons. Oh, and I don’t like those extra-dimensional entities who call themselves “Norse godsâ€. They’re a bunch of muscle-headed jerks. What is your favorite food? Do you prefer any particular type of food? Do you take the time to enjoy your food, or do you eat as fast as you can? I love Pyttipanna made with beef. I also have a soft spot for fresh Samosa. I try to savor my food if I’m not being rushed to a meeting. What is your favorite drink (alcoholic or otherwise)? I like Julmust, and this American drink Doctor Pepper for non-alcoholic. For alcoholic drinks I tend to prefer brandy or whiskey, as long as it’s quality. What is your favorite treat (dessert)? I find myself greatly enjoying these American ice creams with flavorful chunks of things mixed in, and I cannot pick a particular favorite. Let us say that I am glad I have enhanced my physiology and metabolism such that a bit of indulgence isn’t overly harsh to my system. Are there any specific foodstuffs that you find disgusting or refuse to eat? Peas. Thankfully they are not very common in traditional Swedish dishes. What is your favorite color? Are there any colors you dislike? I particularly like blues, greys, and greens. I’m not terribly fond of yellows except for the darkest shades; they tend to hurt my eyes in large amounts, for some reason. What sort of music do you like? Is there any that you hate? Classical. And a bit of Swedish Metal. I dislike “pop†music. If you have a favorite scent, what is it? The smell of an active engineering laboratory. Do you have a favorite animal? Sea otters. Delightful little animals, and they are tool-users to boot. What is your most treasured possession? Why? Hm. Beyond the various mementos from my family, I would have to say my Armor, as I made it with my own hands and ideas, and I use it to help other people. And look rather noble while doing so. Do you enjoy "roughing it", or do you prefer your creature comforts? “Roughing it†means “staying in a cheap American hotelâ€. Is there a job or a task you would absolutely refuse to do? Hm. Beyond some of the more infamous “dirty job†professions in general, I would say cleaning the latrine/bathroom in particular. Most cleaning tasks aren’t that objectionable, but that one is simply...no. Do you consider yourself a spiritual person? If so, how do your beliefs affect your life?How important is it to you? I used to be able to say simply “noâ€. But after the...well, the “scare†with Eira, I am left more contemplative and a bit less hostile. So the answer is that I am not so sure any more. I am, I suppose, more open to ideas and concepts, at least. It is not something I specifically think on much, though. Was your faith influenced or molded by anyone special? Not in particular, considering how vague they are. If you belong to a religious organization, how often do you attend? Do you have a specific place of worship, or friends within the organization? How much do you agree with the beliefs of your organization? Not really applicable. Could you kill? Have you killed? I have not taken a human life, or even a truly sapient AI or the like. I am...I am likely capable of killing. It would take extreme circumstances, I think. What circumstances led to you forming that conviction, or taking that action? I think simply my upbringing and my personal views regarding human rights and dignity. Are there circumstances under which you believe it is permissible to kill? What are they? Putting aside arguments regarding official government police or military in various situations (there are entire books on such subjects), I would say someone in my position should avoid it at all costs, and only employ truly lethal force to stop a major threat to innocent life that cannot be stopped in any other way. How would you react to watching someone kill another person? Would your reaction be different if the killer was a friend or an enemy of yours? I would react poorly; whether it’s a random villain or a “nemesis†would make little difference. I think my reaction would be worse if it was a friend, because a sense of betrayal of our shared ideals would be mixed in. How would you react if something important was stolen from you? I would react with anger and work to recover that item post haste. How would you react to public humiliation? I would be humiliated, most likely. Likely angry as well. How would you react if a good friend or relative were purposely or accidentally killed? Has it happened to you? Accidentally? I would grieve, and likely snap at people for a time, but beyond perhaps feverishly creating a device to forestall such an accident, I would cope. Purposefully? I might well use reciprocal force against the killer, especially if given the chance in the moment. I would not be proud of that afterwards, but I know my own heart, mind, and especially temperament. My aunt and uncle (Bernard’s parents) passed in an auto accident, which is why some of KST’s newest car models are especially robust. My grandparents (both sets) passed naturally, though. What do you consider to be the worst crime someone could commit and why? Several, but offhand, human trafficking. I’ve made my displeasure with such practices known whenever I came upon any trace of such behavior. If your life were to end in 24 hours, what five things would you do in those remaining hours? 1.) Kiss a willing, beautiful woman. 2.) Have a picnic with Bernard, Magda, and Eira. 3.) Speak with my Father one last time. 4.) Hug my mother and tell her I love her. 5.) Release all information regarding my armor and associated technologies, as well as all personal notes and prototypes, to a few select people in my company as well as outside of it. Proprietary technology is important, but keeping knowledge and science alive is more important. Career & Training Do you have any special training in your hero skills? If so, where and how did you get it? No “hero trainingâ€, just practice, steady nerves, and computer assistance. Who taught you the most about your heroing abilities? What was your relationship with that person? No one, I’m self-taught. I’d say I have a fairly healthy relationship with my own psyche, though. Do you have any particularly unusual skills? How did you acquire them? “Unusual†skills? Not...really? Do you do something besides hero work for a living? Have you ever done anything else, or do you plan to? I’m the primary shareholder and CEO of a multi-national technology company specializing in basically anything that’s not intense biosciences. It’s fantastic, and I don’t want to really “do†anything else. Oh, I’m a Baron, but that’s more ceremonial. What is your preferred combat style? Shoot them with PPCs or hit them in the face with electrified claws. A lot. Have you ever received any awards or honours? Not beyond a few school awards. What skill areas would you like most to improve in? Is there anything you can't do that you wish desperately you could? Probably my hand-to-hand and aiming, so that I’m less reliant on HUD aids and so forth. I’d love to be able to play the violin; I love the sound of the instrument, but I never could do it right when I tried over the years. How do you act around people who are more skilled than you in areas you'd like to improve? Are you jealous, or do you try and learn? A Baron is never jealous, simply vigorously wistful. And I’m *always* trying to learn. Lifestyle & Hobbies What is a normal day for you? How do you feel when something interrupts this routine? Wake up, prepare for the day, hold several meetings, then go tinker in the lab for a while. Maybe slip on the Fenris Armor for a bit, especially if there’s a crisis. Do you have any hobbies, or interests outside hero work? What are they, and where did you pick them up? I occasionally put together various plastic and resin models. The kind you glue together and paint and such. Bernard suggested them as something less “gear-headed†that’d still keep my hands busy and such. I think he just wanted someone who he could have put them together because he was terrible at them. I enjoy a good book, but all things considered that’s likely not that unusual. What do you do for fun? Besides inventing things that will change the world? The above hobbies. Do you have a costume? What does it look like? I wear an incredibly advanced suit of powered armor that makes me an equal of any metahuman. I basically look like a big metallic werewolf with glowing blue highlights. How do you normally dress when not in costume? In a suit, or if I’m not expected to be “dressed upâ€, slacks and a polo. What do you wear to bed most nights? Silk pajamas. Do you wear any special jewelry? What is it, and what does it look like? One of my grandfather’s watches, on my left wrist. The family ring signifying my status as Baron Katastrof; it’s a thick gold band with a grinning skull etched into the square that rests on top of the finger. I bear it on my right ring finger. Do you have a special place where you keep your valuables? I have a few very secure safes in my Castle. What's your preferred means of local travel? How about long distance? One of my cars for the short distances. One of my company jets for longer distances. When I’m not teleporting about in my suit, that is. Miscellaneous Have you ever made a will, or tried to make arrangements for your death? What provisions did you make? I had one made up 3 years ago, not long after I had created the Fenris Armor 1.6.7. I have kept it thoroughly updated. Most of my monetary funds and controlling interest in the company, as well as the family titles and such, pass to Bernard, and through him to Eira. Mother and Father have more than enough set aside. There’s a fair bit given to foundations and whatnot. My hero-centric inventions are “eyes-only†for Miss Americana (perhaps a businesswoman, but one with unshakeable ethics who I know will make good use of the technology), Dragonfly (the only one who knows my identity, and another highly ethical friendly rival), and of course my family. If your features were to be destroyed beyond recognition, is there any other way of identifying your body? Probably all the nanotechnology, my DNA, that sort of thing. What would you like to be remembered for after your death? Hopefully for being an inventor, a hero, and a man who paved the way for a shining future for the human race alongside other technological pioneers. Do you believe you pose a threat to the public? Why or why not? No. My goals have always been to help, aid, and lift up my fellow man. What do you perceive as your greatest strength? My intellect. What do you perceive as your greatest weakness? Probably pride. 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... Grand goals are good, great, even. But it might be worthwhile to occasionally keep an eye on what effect going after those goals and dreams might have, not just on those closest to you, but also those further away from your “circlesâ€. Looking before you leap, metaphorically speaking, is probably a good idea.
  15. [DBZA Piccolo]Social activity![/DBZA Piccolo] AKA, KD won't be around today until later either, and not super-late, and then not around until likely afternoon tomorrow. Just FYI.
  16. Yes, that was my understanding; 30 feet total at this time.
  17. Looking at my last update to my Character Draft thread, I believe you're right. My apologies.
  18. Were our awards edited into our sheets? I seem to recall Fenris had 7 unspent PP *before* this month's awards, so he should be sitting at 9 unspent PP.
  19. Fenris growled at the realization he couldn't teleport. On the plus side, being invisible while moving through thick snow was going to be hard on those "time cops". So Velocity could deal with them. Fenris needed to concentrate on- Not being hit by the gorgeous skier. He side-stepped with a minimum of effort, giving a polite bow of his head and a slight wolf-y grin as she passed rather closely by. "Apologies, my dear. There's hero work afoot and no mistake, sorry for disrupting your slopes. Enjoy your day!" With that, he started hiking down the slope, slowing down a bit for the moment (he had a good lead) to give himself an even more sure footing.
  20. While grabbing an attractive lady skier is something Baron Magnus might do, the flirterer, Fenris is much more mission-focused. Between his natural Ref save bonus and the +2 from claws, he gets 15 on that DC 10 roll. Free Action: Not-quite-flirt. Full Action: Double move at half-speed down the mountain.
  21. Fenris blinked as they tried to stun-blast him. Again. "Still just tingles. Didn't work so well the last time, boys." Keeping his eyes and ears alert, he bent down and slung Robert over his shoulder with his free hand, even as his suit's lighting picked up (though the cannons on his arms went dark themselves). He clearly had absolutely no trouble picking Robert up. When he spoke next, his voice was both playful and contemptuous. "You claim to be masters of time, but you're still playing catch-up to us, and we're 2 heroes who didn't even meet before today. Quite frankly, if this is the best you've got, I'm glad there are likely other parties out there doing a much better job of this. As for you boast about who you can be, you forgot one thing." A sneer can be pretty scary when it's a near-7-foot-tall metallic wolf performing it. "I know for a fact you aren't me. Which means you've already lost." And then he was blurring, nearly disappearing in one of his signature space-tunnels as he ripped through the beautiful window, the glass all but turning to dust at his powerful kick, before flashing entirely from sight. He reappeared a few times as he headed further down the snowy slope, and while he was visible further down, it was clear he was building up to a much longer series of jumps. His claws extended from his feet, giving him a touch better purchase on the treacherous slopes, but he seemed to be moving with plenty of ease.
  22. Free Action: Switch Arsenal to Electroactive Polymer Muscle, Stage Two (aka plenty of Super-Strength) Move Action: Pick up Robert. Move Action: 600ft away from the scene, outside if that's possible. He'll be moving even further next turn. Free Action: Witty Banter!
  23. Right then, let's see... DC 21 Fort: 15. NOPE Hero Point Reroll: 18, which becomes a 28 with the reroll (the die gave me a 9, +10 from HP). So that save is safe. DC 16 Fort: 18 again! These guns tickle!
  24. Gabriel landed and walked over to Caradoc. He kept his voice down as he tried to give his friend an extremely quick summation. "Be careful. Being associated with the Fae are rarely what they appear, and are almost always treacherous. As for his like" Gabriel closed his eyes for a moment, taking several deep breaths. He opened them, the flaring anger gone, but a few embers burning still. Now his eyes were cautious, but determined as he gazed at the rippling portal. "The "Fair Folk" hail from one or more nearby parallel dimensions that either inspired or are inspired by a large number of scattered tales, legends, and myths. But the story is all the same. Creatures which appear incredibly beautiful, bearing wonderful arts, possessing incredible skills and talents...But they also display cruelty. And treachery. They lie and scheme, or warp the "truth" as much as possible. This one claims the missing are "employed". I would imagine that, for the Fae, that means the bounties paid to the families are compensation for these people never returning. The Fae will use them up until they die, or until the Fae are no longer amused by whatever they do. At which point they will kill them. Or ensorcel them further. Whatever the case, the Fae will not let them return if they can help it. Every time I have dealt with their kind, they bring death, misery, pain, deception, and suffering to this world. The very "best" of them are isolationist xenophobes who think of humans as amusing lesser creatures, but who would prefer to scheme and plot only within their own realms. The worst...the worst have tried to take parts of this world for their own. I should know; I bear the scars from stopping them."
  25. Fenris stood there and blinked as the bolt of electrical energy struck him. It actually managed to, just barely, reach his body through the armor...and was promptly laughed off by his enhanced physiology. He simply stood there until the last spark faded, his helmet twisting into an amused expression. "That tingled." He blinked over to Robert's prone form, but didn't bend down to pick him up just yet. "Can't let you have all the fun. Let's see if they like a slightly more potent charge." Twin bolts lashed out from his arm-mounted cannons...but they just barely missed the hostile time traveler in front of him. He frowned, but decided not to comment.
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