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Power Level: PL 8 (164/172PP) Trade-Offs: +4 Def/-4 Tough Unspent Power Points: 8 In Brief: Timelost Japanese supersoldier and her best friend, a timelost kid from Camelot Alternate Identity: Neko Musume (she prefers just 'Neko') Birthplace: Iya Valley, Japan Residence: The Espadas residence, for now Base of Operations: Claremont Academy during the school year Occupation: Student Affiliation: Claremont Academy, the Black Dragon Society (formerly) Family: all dead, I'm afraid Description: Age: 16/92 Apparent Age: 16 Gender: Female Ethnicity: Asian Height: 5’ 1" Weight: 110 lbs Eyes: Yellow Hair: White Neko is short and slight, with big eyes that are distinctly yellow and fluffy white hair speckled by brown, crowned by what are clearly two big boofy cat ears. She has slightly pointed front teeth and nails that grow in sharp. She has a tail that curls behind her, white speckled with brown spots. She has a lot of borrowed clothes but actually prefers to wear kiminos and bare feet, usually bright Art Deco colors. Neko has lived in the present long enough to adopt a superhero costume - finally. What she wears is a sleek, form-fitting bodysuit made of stretchy, breathable fabric in a dark navy blue color. The suit has long sleeves and pants, with a high collar and a full-zip front that can be easily opened and closed. Over the bodysuit, Neko wears a bright red and gold kimono-style robe with flowing sleeves and a wide obi sash tied around her waist. The robe is adorned with intricate gold and silver embroidery and bold, stylized Japanese characters that spell out "CAT" and "MAGIC" and "IYA VALLEY". The kimono and suit are both cut to give her tail freedom. To complete the costume, Neko wears a pair of tall, laced-up boots in a matching navy blue color, with thick soles to provide stability and support for her acrobatic movements. The boots have a slight heel, and are made of a durable, lightweight material that allows Neko to move quickly and easily. History: Neko was born in 1929 in the Iya Valley on the Japanese island of Shikoku. Even today the Iya Valley is remote, tucked away beneath sheer mountain slopes on either side, and in 1929 it was even more so. Neko's family had come to the region sixty years earlier in their grandfather's time, when their forebears realized that the new Meiji government would be hostile to their way of life. For Neko's family were the children of nekomata and bakeneko, cats imbued with fantastic supernatural powers, and carried that magic in their very veins! She learned some of that ancestral magic as a small girl, how to change her form and other fantastic abilities, and lived the relatively simple life of a peasant girl, carefully adopting human mannerisms and appearance when the government inspectors came by to study the local school. Though she heard about things like Japan's righteous war to liberate the oppressed people of China, their bold attack against the forces of the Americans in December of 1941, and their war against the wicked foreign foe, it didn't really mean anything to her. Until June of 1944, when American bombs began falling on Japan in large quantities thanks to Operation Matterhorn. Though civilian casualties were few compared to what would come later, she would learn much later that this had been a terrible insult to the Black Dragon Society, proof that their magics were not so great and powerful after all, but what it meant for her was that a small delegation of the Crimson Katana's elite troops arrived in her home village and announced that they were recruiting volunteers to defend Nippon against the hated enemies who had brought death to their shores. Neko looked around, saw older siblings and cousins debating what to do, and stepped forward with a cat's boldness. "I volunteer!" And so, at fifteen, she was taken away for training. She remembers the look in her parents's eyes still. "Bootcamp" was not easy but she was quick and clever enough to pass her trials, and the sheer gaping size of nearby Nagasaki was terrifying enough that she slept in her bed every night despite her fears of the Crimson Katana and his magic. She knew better than to risk his wrath, and she knew full well what they might do to her home village if she did flee. In late summer of 1944, having passed her trials, she was sent away to war, specifically to Burma, where the recent failure of Operation U-Go meant that Japanese forces were now on the defensive. It was supposed to be a minor, even inconsequential posting for the youngest piece on the Crimson Katana's shogi board, the latter being focused entirely on his American rivals. Until the Allies attacked in December of that year, and she found herself in the midst of her first battle. It was terrible. Any hopes she might have had that her fellow Japanese really were righteous defenders of justice faded when she saw what they did to those they captured, and any hopes she might have had that her enemies were really friends faded when she saw what they did to the Japanese. She might have fallen into grief and faked her own death, or something even more drastic, had she not met Kid Gawain, attached with his master to the British forces in Burma. Gawain was an enemy and so they fought, but they realized quickly how displaced they both were. Burma was as far from Camelot as it was from the Iya Valley, and Kid Gawain's dreams of knightly honor had faded before the reality of 20th century war. They began meeting occasionally, having the kinds of conversations that neither of them could have with any of the adults in their lives - and then came the mission in February 1945. A powerful American cryonic weapon had been stolen by a Japanese agent who had himself been killed in a bombing run. In a cave near Mandalay, the Crimson Katana (who had himself arrived to supervise the evacuation of Green Dragon assets from Burma), the Green Knight, Kid Gawain, and Neko no Akuma fought to the last. The Green Knight's ax and magical healing powers proved stronger than the Katana's blade, and the Katana (who never really believed in bushido, as convenient as it was) fled after triggering the cryonic device while ordering Neko no Akuma to cover his retreat. Thinking of her village, she stood between the knights and the way out; only to be pinned under a rock when bombs struck the roof of the cave mouth. She remembers Gawain and the Green Knight shouting at each other, namae o age rarenai uragiri, then Kid Gawain kneeling at her side in prayer, hensai dekinai shakkin, then a terrible feeling of cold - and then she remembers nothing for a long time. Until today. Personality & Motivation: Neko has had a lot of trauma. She misses her home and hopes desperately to see it again. Failing that, she wants to settle down somewhere and learn about all that was taken from her, and the true nature of what she is. In general she is quiet and reserved, particularly since her English is still not very good (and outmoded anyway, since she learned it from Owain), but more voluble when speaking to another Japanese speaker. She very much wishes to have friends, the way people do on American television, even if she doesn't want to act like those people. She cares about loyalty. Powers & Tactics: Neko's illusory abilities are vast, enough that she could easily dominate a WW2 battlefield in which she mostly fought mundane targets. She will mostly prefer to try and drive off foes, or fool them into doing something rash or self-destructive. If really and truly angry, she will pour down a terrible curse on their head, striking them with a powerful weapon pulled from her own sub-conscious. When using her powers, her eyes glow bright yellow and her ears and tail seem particularly obvious. She has has something of a cat's physicality, enough to escape from some though not all crises. Complications: Out of Time: Neko is from almost seventy years ago, and had an isolated, rural childhood in a rustic region before that. There's a lot she still doesn't know. Ghosts: Spirits and ghosts are drawn to the children of cats, often for ill. My Enemy: There is much left undone from that great and terrible war, and wounds left deep in her psyche. My Language: Neko's English is still not great; the GM is welcome to tell her she has lost the thread of a conversation or misunderstood something, especially if spoken loudly and at some volume. My Friend: Kid Gawain was subject of the ultimate betrayal for her, and so is subject to the debt that can never be repaid. She would literally do anything he asked of her. That is loyalty. Abilities: 0 + 8 + 8 + 0 + 4 + 8 = 28PP STR 10 (+0) DEX 18 (+4) CON 18 (+4) INT 10 (+0) WIS 14 (+2) CHA 18 (+4) Combat: 8 + 8 = 16PP Init: +8 ATK: +4 DEF: +12 (+8 Dodge Focus, +2 flat-footed) Grapple: +4 Saves: 3 + 2 + 4 = 9PP TOU +4 (+4 Con) FORT +6 (+4 Con, +2) REF +7 (+4 Dex, +3) WILL +6 (+2 Wis, +4) Skills: 56R=14PP Acrobatics 1 (+5) Bluff 8 (+12) Climb 6 (+6) Concentration 4 (+6) Knowledge (Arcane Lore) 5 (+5) Intimidate 8 (+12) Handle Animal 1 (+5) Languages 1 (English, Base: Japanese) Notice 6 (+8) Sense Motive 6 (+8) Sleight of Hand 1 (+5) Stealth 8 (+12) Survival 1 (+3) Feats: 43PP Challenge (Fast Taunt) Dodge Focus 8 Fascinate 2 (Bluff, Intimidate) Elusive Target Evasion Improved Initiative Luck Quick Change Ritualist Second Chance (Concentration checks) Sidekick 24 (Kid Gawain) Taunt Powers: 2 + 5 + 1 + 1 + 4 + 6 + 35 = 54PP all powers (except Cybernetics) have the 'magic' and 'cat' descriptor Comprehend 2 (animals, Flaw: Limited [felines]) [2PP] Cybernetics (5 pp Container) [5PP] Features 2 (Audiovisual Recording, Internet Connection) [3PP] Super-Senses 2 (Infravision, Radio) [2PP] Leaping 1 (x2) [1PP] Speed 1 (10MPH/100FPM) [1PP] Super-Movement 2 (Slow Fall, Sure-Footed) [4PP] Super-Senses 6 (Acute Scent, Detect Magic 3 [olfactory], Low-Light Vision, Uncanny Dodge [Mental]) [6PP] Yokai Array 16 (32PP, PFs: Alternate Powers 3) [35PP] BE: Illusion 8 (all senses; Flaw: Phantasm, PFs: Progression 8 [1000 ft radius]) {32/32} AP: ESP 4 (cats; Auditory + Olfactory + Visual Senses, 1 mile, DC 24 Notice; Extras: No Conduit; Simultaneous, Feats: Fast Task 4 [Full Action to search 1-mile-diameter area]) {32/32} AP: Damage 8 (illusory weapon, Extra: Alternate Save [Will], Range 2 [Perception]) {32/32} AP: Obscure 6 (summoned storm of illusions; all senses; 250 ft, Extras: Duration [Continuous], Selective, Flaw: Phantasm) {32/32} DC Table: Illusion (DC 18 Will save) Illusion broken Damage (DC 23 Will save) bruised/injured TOTALS abilities 28 + combat 16 + saves 9 + skills 14/56 + feats 43 + powers 54 = 164 / 172 pts

Edge In Brief: All-powerful reality warper trying to keep the world together Alternate Identity: Mark Mason Lucas Identity: Public Birthplace: Freedom City Occupation: Humanitarian worker, superhero Affiliations: Liberty League, Nina al-Darsah, Lucas family legacy Family: Rick Lucas [father, dead], Martha Lucas [mother], Nina al-Darsah [fiancee] Age: 24 Gender: Male Ethnicity: White Height: 6'0" Weight: 165 lbs Eyes: Blue Hair: Blond Description: Tall, blond, and impeccably groomed without having to work at it, Mark Lucas looks like he just stepped out of Central Casting for a superhero - or maybe a future President. When he's working, he wears a black suit with blue dress shirt and gold tie that never seems to get dirty. When he's not working, he dresses down, preferring merchandise branded with Freedom City sports teams. He's a big Heroes fan - who isn't? History: A scion of a long line of superheroes dating back to the Golden Age of Freedom City, Mark Lucas's firm belief in the world of superheroes and their innate goodness would be annoying if he wasn't so nice. Luckily for him, those beliefs are mostly true in the sunny, optimistic World of Freedom. Having graduated high school, earned his college diploma by taking online classes, and incidentally saved the entire multiverse before he finished that first thing, these days Edge is one of the most powerful people on the planet - he spends most of his time traveling the world for his job with the United Nations, helping the poor and needy. He's recently abandoned the costume he's worn since high school for a more 'plainclothes' looking outfit, as part of the life changes that had come with his engagement to Nina al-Darsah. He has also recently gone public with his super-identity. He's still a loyal member of the Liberty League, though, with a deep respect for the legacy of Freedom City's superheroes. Personality and Motivation: Mark Lucas is sunny and amiable, determined to make everything better. Luckily he has the power to do just that - and the personality to talk people into just about anything. He's a trusting soul, though hard to lie to, and tends to assume the best from everybody. Even bad guys love their mamas and want a better world, they just don't know how to get there without some help. He very rarely gets angry - only when people he cares about are very sorely threatened. He loves his fiancee very much - and does plan to join her in Socotra when she becomes queen. Mark's biggest weakness is that deep down he does resent how the Freedom League treated his father's legacy in the wake of the events of House of L and Graduation Day (see the Guidebook for more information). Powers and Tactics: Mark would be the most frightening man in the world if he wasn't so amiable. As it is, in an actual fight he usually tries to talk down the person he's fighting with, boosting his teammates at the same time just by being around them. If forced to actually do battle himself, he'll generally turn opponents' weapons into something harmless, pin them down with debris or the results of other accidents, or simply strike them with a raw torrent of magical energy that takes the form of what looks like some natural phenomenon gone wild. The latter he only uses when sorely pressed - he genuinely wants to avoid a fight with all but the most terrible enemies. His powers tend to be showy and ostentatious, never subtle, and he'll usually throw up various created objects in the middle of the field as a way of distracting an opponent. Most of his professional life, he spends making and distributing things for poor people around the world. He is the most powerful superhuman in the employ of the United Nations - and definitely the most famous. -- Complications: Agent. Mark's duties as an agent of UNISON are generally mundane - he's usually posted to the poorest countries of the world to provide emergency aid and transportation to the people who need it most. But being a UNISON field agent, even one who is technically low-level support personnel, isn't the same thing as being a superhero - and one day they just might come into conflict. "But just in case... tell me the whole thing again, I wasn't listening." He really wasn't. Feel free to hand Mark, or his teammates, an HP if he missed some pertinent piece of information. Dethroner. When he was younger, Mark Lucas helped dethrone Omega, the Knight of Entropy and Lord of the Terminus. Cosmic beings, particularly those associated with the Terminus, will recognize this and act accordingly - whether to commend him, or target him. Mark knows deep down in his soul that the Terminus will come for him again; just as he knows equally well that the heroes will win that time too. Extremely loud and incredibly close. Mark's powers ARE NOT SUBTLE! Not only are they bright, noisy, and eye-catching to mundane spectators, they burn like a damn flashbang to magical senses. They can sense him coming a mile away - and they probably will not like it! Father. From sidekick, to ally, to support personnel, to adventurer, to cosmic world-warping threat, the career of Rick Lucas has defined Mark's life from before he was born. Rick is gone now, having given his life to save all of existence, but from a Freedom League that doesn't really trust the heir to the man that betrayed the world to villains who bitterly remember the wacky teenager's quips who so constantly humiliated them, his legacy lives on. God. Mark really is much more powerful than he should be by any reasonable understanding of magic. Djinn grandparents usually mean a lucky childhood or minor fire control abilities, not walking magical juggernauts capable of going toe-to-toe with the most powerful beings in Earth-Prime. Mark is vaguely aware of this, but willing to live with it - he's not one to brag unless he's super-stressed out. But that much power has a way of attracting attention... I am not a genie. Mark usually denies any relation to genies - but he actually is. Jimmy Lucas. World War II veteran, genie master, heart and soul (though not the brains, hahaha) of the first Liberty League, Jimmy Lucas was Mark Lucas's grandfather. Or so he'll tell you. Liberty League. The first Liberty League fought the Third Reich, the Empire of Japan, and then the Grue - the world-conquering threats that were the worst thing anyone had ever faced in the 1940s. The new League, and the members who fought against first Omega, then many more foes, may not get the glory they deserve - but at the end of the day, like as not they're the ones going to be there when the time travelers, or the entropic overlords, or world-eating cosmic threats show up. It's just in the job description. Mom. Martha Lucas is on her meds, back at work making Andi comics, and recently helped talk her publisher out of publishing a line of Freedom Zombie comics. Things are good. Nina. It started with Mark's desire to get to know the pretty princess with the strong personality, then it blossomed into something more. Mark and Nina have been cohabitating for about the past year now, taking advantage of her isolation from home to have the kind of relationship between equals she'd likely have been denied back in Socotra. But now that she's stepped away from her father, and that endgame they both knew was coming has gone away - things are changing between them. All that talk about morality and how a hero is supposed to act isn't just idle talk around the breakfast table anymore. Shenanigans. The GM should feel free to hand Edge an HP when the character is dared to do something or otherwise given an opportunity to do something unwise with the words "You're up for this." Upstairs. Mark doesn't have a lot going on up there. He's super-pretty, though! Women. Mark really does love his girlfriend, but he likes ladies of some kind too. Abilities: 2 + 4 + 14 + 10 + 2 + 14 = 36PP STR 12 (+1) DEX 14 (+2) CON 24 (+7) INT 10 (+0) WIS 12 (+1) CHA 24 (+7) Combat: 8 + 10 = 18PP Init: +2 ATK: +4 (+10 w/Move Object) DEF: +10 (+5 Dodge, +5 Base, +2 flat-footed) Grapple: +4/+24 w/Move Object Knockback: -10/-3 Saves: 1 + 6 + 7 = 14PP TOU: +20/+7 (+13 Force Field, +7 Con) FORT +8 (+7 Con, +1) REF +8 (+2 Dex, +6) WILL +8 (+1 Wis, +7) Skills: 72r=18PP Bluff 8 (+15) Concentration 7 (+8) Craft (Artistic) 10 (+10) Diplomacy 20 (+27) Knowledge (Popular Culture) 10 (+10) Knowledge (History) 10 (+10) Languages 3 (English [Base], Arabic, Mandarin Chinese, Spanish) Medicine 4 (+5) Feats: 59PP Beginner's Luck Benefit 1 (Status [Hey, It's Edge!]) Connected Distract (Diplomacy) Dodge Focus 5 Eidetic Memory Inspire 5 Jack of all Trades Luck 7 Sidekick 36 Powers: 5+ 16 + 3 + 14 + 2 + 12 + 54 = 105PP Device 1 (Archtech-brand smartphone, 5PP, Features 5 [Camera, Cellphone, Computer, GPS, Flashlight] Flaw: Easy to Lose, PF: Restricted [password]) [4PP] Enhanced Feats 4 (Ultimate Save 4 [Fortitude, Reflex, Toughness, Will]; Extras: Affects Others, Range 2 [Perception]) [16PP] Enhanced Feats 2 (Quick Change 2, Extra: Affects Others, Flaw: Action [Move], PF: Precise) [3PP] Force Field 13 (reality bending, PF: Subtle [magic senses]) [14PP] Immunity 2 (aging, despair effects) [2PP] Luck Control 4 (cancel GM Fiat, cancel HP expenditure of others, give someone else HP, spend HP for someone else) [12PP] Mark is Magic 25 (50PP, PFs: Alternate Powers 4) [54PP] BE: Damage 15 (Extras: Area [General, Burst], Selective, PFs: Indirect 3, Variable Descriptor 2 [any accident]) [50/50] AP: Create Object 15 (Extras: Duration [Continuous], PFs: Innate, Precise, Selective) [48/50] AP: Move Object 20 (Effective STR 100, Heavy Load: 12.5ktons, Extra: Damaging, Flaw: Duration [Concentration], PFs: Accurate 3, Affects Insubstantial 2, Indirect 3, Precise) [49/50] AP: Teleport 10 (1000 ft/Earth to Moon, Extras: Accurate [+1], Area [General, Burst], Selective, Flaw: Long Range Only, PFs: Progression 10 [100k lbs]) [50/50] AP: Transform 10 (inanimate to inanimate, 1000 lbs, Extras: Duration [Continuous], Flaw: Action [Full]) [50/50] DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC 16 Tou Bruised/Injured Damage Touch DC 30 Tou Bruised/Injured Create Object Ranged DC 25 Reflex Caught Move Object Ranged DC 30 Tou Bruised/Injured Abilities (36) + Combat (18) + Saving Throws (14) + Skills (18) + Feats (59) + Powers (105) - Drawbacks (0) = 250/250 Power Points

THE MIRROR Power Level: 7 (105/105PP) Unspent Power Points: 0 Trade-Offs: -2 Defense / +2 Toughness In Brief: A metamorphic detective patrols the streets of Vibora Bay, unraveling mysteries and dispensing justice. Catchphrase: “Surprise.” Theme: Shawn Lane – Hardcase Alternate Identity: Jack Reynolds (secret) Birthplace: Vibora Bay, Florida (United States) Residence: The back room of a dingy office, Vibora Bay, Florida (United States) Base of Operations: A dingy office, Vibora Bay, Florida (United States) Occupation: Private detective / retired VBPD special agent Affiliations: None (looking for group) Family: Selma Clark (estranged ex-wife) & Joshua Reynolds (estranged son) Description: Age: 52 (DoB: 1967) Apparent Age: Varies (formerly 50s) Gender: Varies (identifies male) Ethnicity: Varies (formerly Caucasian) Height: Varies (formerly 6’1”) Weight: 215lbs Eyes: Varies (formerly brown) Hair: Varies (formerly brown) Description: Not too long ago, Jack Reynolds looked every last one of his 52 years. Wrinkled, paunchy, his graying hair going thin at the crown, Jack was as well-worn by life as his beloved khaki suits. Following his transformation, however, Jack’s flesh became a reflective, semitransparent jelly that he can shape, color, and texture however he pleases. He still wears the khaki suits. History: Years ago, Special Agents Jack Reynolds and Arthur Clark of the Vibora Bay Police Department were investigating billionaire chemical magnate Francis DuKatt III for his company’s connections to the recent appearance of a new, dangerously potent designer narcotic called “Cicada.” Midway through their inquiries, Special Agent Clark disappeared one evening, never to be seen again. The loss of his best friend and brother-in-law destroyed Jack's marriage, drove him to the bottle, and cost him his career when the case was dropped and he was ordered to cease any and all investigations. Suspecting foulest play, Reynolds retired from the force in disgust and established a small, one-man private detective business. It paid peanuts, but at least the work was honest. One day, while tailing a wayward husband, Jack learned that the man's midnight rendezvous weren't with a younger mistress, as his wife had feared, but to plot and enact a clandestine meeting at the DuKatt Chemical factory with a cadre of black-clad conspirators. Spotted by a lookout before he could report what he’d seen, Jack was captured, disarmed, and forced to enter the factory. There, the detective was savagely beaten, shot twice in the stomach, and dumped in a waste chemical tank to die. That he didn't expire surprised no one so much as Jack himself, though he would live forever changed. Transformed by the toxic chemicals into a large puddle of reflective sludge, Reynolds oozed free of the vat and was able to escape soon after his murderers fled the scene. Fighting shock, he was able to take a more humanoid form and return home under cover of darkness. After some experimentation, Jack realized that his reflective, jellylike flesh could assume all manner of shapes, colors, and textures – and turn from a liquid to a durable solid with a thought. Inspired by Vibora Bay's long and storied heroic history, he resolved to use his strange new powers to defend the city, avenge his own murder, and learn the truth behind his late partner’s mysterious disappearance. Personality & Motivation: Tough and determined to the point of obduracy, Jack Reynolds epitomizes the term “hard case.” But beneath that stony, suspicious exterior lies a heart of gold and an undying dedication to unearthing the truth. A nightmare to crooks and an angel to the innocent, Reynolds works tirelessly as the Mirror to bring justice – both punishment and protection – to the citizens of Vibora Bay. Powers & Tactics: A shapeshifter with extensive control over the psychoplasmic sludge that makes up his body, the Mirror is capable of assuming nearly any form he can imagine with exacting precision. He able to relax his body into a slippery liquid and tense it into a durable, super-strong solid. When wounded, the Mirror is able to concentrate and literally pull himself back together to repair the damage. The Mirror uses his abilities to disguise himself when undercover, infiltrate secured locations, and battle criminals directly when necessary. In combat, he tends to open with his fluid form to engage enemies from a range before turning solid to reduce incoming damage and finish the job in close quarters. Injuries sustained in battle are healed after, when he has a moment to regenerate. Power Descriptions: A human being mutated by a vat of toxic chemical waste, the Mirror’s powers are all biological in nature and application. He is capable of reshaping his body to alter his appearance and assuming an elongating fluid form or a stronger, more durable solid form. In combat, the Mirror can cause bludgeoning, piercing, or slashing damage by transforming his limbs into clubs, spikes, or blades. The Mirror's bizarrely abhuman physiology is significantly more electrically conductive than Jack Reynolds' former flesh and blood body. This negative aspect of his transformation has made him more vulnerable to the effect of electrical attacks, which are more likely to course through his form like a live wire and subsequently cause more damage to the metamorphic detective in their wake. Complications: Identity: Jack Reynolds endeavors to keep the fact that he is also the Mirror a carefully guarded secret. Obsession: the Mirror is determined to unravel and solve the mystery of Arthur Clark’s disappearance. Relationship: Jack has an estranged ex-wife and a son that he desperately wants to reconnect with. Responsibility: Reynolds works as a private detective, working various cases for the people of Vibora Bay. Rival: the Mirror is dedicated to proving the guilt of Francis DuKatt III, the head of DuKatt Chemical. Abilities: 4 + 6 + 8 + 2 + 2 + 2 = 24PP Strength: 14/24 (+2/+7) Dexterity: 16 (+3) Constitution: 18/28 (+4/+9) Intelligence: 12 (+1) Wisdom: 12 (+1) Charisma: 12 (+1) Combat: 10 + 10 = 20PP Initiative: +3 base Attack: +5 base, +7 melee Defense: +5, +3 flat-footed Grapple: +9 base, +12 fluid form, +14 solid form Knockback: -4 / -9 (solid form) Saving Throws: 0 + 4 + 4 = 8PP Toughness: +9 (+9 Con, +0) Fortitude: +9 (+9 Con, +0) Reflex: +7 (+3 Dex, +4) Will: +5 (+1 Wis, +4) Skills: 64R = 16PP Bluff 4 (+5 base, +13 Attractive, +15 to imitate sounds when Morphed) Diplomacy 4 (+5 base, +13 Attractive) Disable Device 4 (+5 base, +10 Beginner’s Luck) Disguise 0 (+1 Base, +26 Morph) Gather Information 8 (+9 base) Investigate 8 (+9 Base) Knowledge Civics 4 (+5 base, +10 Beginner’s Luck) Knowledge Streetwise 4 (+5 base, +10 Beginner’s Luck) Notice 8 (+9 base) Search 8 (+9 base) Sense Motive 8 (+9 base) Stealth 4 (+7 base, +12 Beginner’s Luck) Feats: 7PP Attack Focus 2 (Melee) Attractive 2 (when Morphed) Beginner’s Luck Connected Contacts Luck 2 Powers: 10 + 23 = 33PP Psychoplasmic Body 10 (20PP Array; Feats: Alternate Power 3) [23PP] (Biological, Mutation) • Base Power: Healing 10 (Active Regeneration; Extras: Total; Flaws: Limited to Self) {20/20} • Alternate Power: Morph 5 (Active Camouflage; Extras: Any Form 2, Feats: Attractive 2, Covers Scent, Mimicry, Precise) {20/20} • Alternate Powers: Elongation 3; Insubstantial 1; Speed 1; Strike 5 (Feats: Variable 1 [Physical], Mighty); Super-Movement 2 [Slithering 1 + Wall-Crawling 1] (Fluid Form) {20/20} • Alternate Powers: Enhanced Strength 10; Impervious Toughness 9; Speed 1 (Solid Form) {20/20} Enhanced Constitution 10 (Psychoplasmic Endurance) [10PP] (Biological, Mutation) Drawbacks: (-3) = -4PP Vulnerability (Electricity; Frequency: Common; Intensity: Moderate [x1.5]) [-3PP] DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC 17 Toughness DMG Bludgeoning Strike 5 35ft DC 22 Toughness DMG Blg/prc/slsh Enhanced Strength Touch DC 22 Toughness DMG Blg/prc/slsh Totals: Abilities (24) + Combat (20) + Saving Throws (8) + Skills (16) + Feats (7) + Powers (33) - Drawbacks (3) = 105/105 Power Points Base Carrying Capacity: L: 58; M: 116; H: 175; Mx: 350; P/D: 875 Base Throwing Distance: 175lbs 5ft; 10lbs 25ft Base Jump Distance: Running jump: 12ft; Standing jump: 6ft; High jump: 3ft E-Str Carrying Capacity: L: 233; M: 466; H: 700; Mx: 1.4t; P/D: 3.5t E-Str Throwing Distance: 700lbs 5ft; 100lbs 25ft; 10lbs 100ft E-Str Jump Distance: Running jump: 17ft; Standing jump: 8ft; High jump: 4ft Speed: 10mph/88ft per round

I Mystik Power Level:10 (150/150PP) Trade-Offs: +4 Attack (unarmed) / - 4 Damage (unarmed), +2 Attack (tranq pistol) /-2 Damage (Tranq pistol) - 4 Attack/+4 Damage, +2 Defense / - 2 Toughness In Brief: Occult costumed detective Catchphrase: "eat some mystic knucles." Theme: pink panther theme tune: Alternate Identity: Mike White (Secret) Birthplace: Bedlam City Residence: an apartment above "Honest Al's pawn shop", in the Babylon district of Bedlam.. Base of Operations: Bedlam, but will commute. Occupation: Detective and Superhero Affiliations: Family: Uncle Joe, the man who got him into the police force. Jim White (dad), Leslie White (mom), Gloria, Faith, Florence (sisters), Thomas, (brother). Extended family too numerous to mention. Description: Age:42 (DoB: 1977, 15th September]) Apparent Age:late 30's Gender: male Ethnicity: Caucasian Height:1.75m Weight: 90kg Eyes: Hazel Hair: Brown Mike is solidly built with short hair and stubble or a short-beard. As Mike he tends to wear smart casual clothes that hint at detective pulp. As Mystic he wears an ornate black leather trenchcoat with golden mystical symbols on the lapels over a dark burgundy outfit with the same mystic symbols over it. His head and face are also covered. History: Mike's ancestors came to Bedlam at the start of the 20th century, with all the other italian immigrants. They quickly changed their name from Blanco to White and settled in to stay. They survived the Phantom Empire, they survived the depression and by God they'll survive anything else thrown at them, mainly by sticking together and putting family first. As a boy lil Mikey loved comics. Not superman but the ones with magic like Dr Strange, Joe Golem, Hellboy and his personal favourite, John Constantine. That was who he wanted to be, a cool guy in a trench coat who had magic at his fingertips and kicked a lot of ass. He had dozens of aunts who would teach him what they knew about the old magic from the homeland - until his family found out. When he told them what he wanted to be he got a hiding and they made him burn his beloved comics. He never gave up the dream though, just learned to hide it. He kept on researching in secret. Mike came from a family of cops. If he could stay out of trouble he was going to be a cop.The family knew it even if Mike didn't. There weren't too many other good paying jobs in Bedlam that were legal. He was fit, and smart enough. His Uncle Joe helped get him ready for selection. He doted on his Uncle, a tough cop with a thousand stories about the bad old days. . He aced the selection, and soon got promoted to detective. He was smart and trusted his hunches. It didn't hurt that he had family all over town willing to slip him information. Being a cop in Bedlam is different to being a cop anywhere else. There's the rules you get in your little blue book of procedures and there's the other rules; some people you don't arrest, carry an unregistered ankle piece in case someone gets shot, if a driver's licence has a $100 dollar bill in it then that person has paid their fine and no paperwork needed, and don't sweat the small stuff. Follow 'the rules' and you might find your paycheck says you did a lot more overtime than you actually did and paying for drinks in certain bars, forget about it. That all changed when an armoured truck heist went wrong. A child got killed on a pedestrian crossing as the truck raced away. The fix was in. Nobody was talking to nobody about nothing involving the job. The trail was cold. Out of desperation Mike decided to try using some of the occult tricks he had learned. This time they worked. They led to the crew that did the heist. Mike collected admissable evidence and prepared a case. Uncle Joe would be the best person to ask if it was a good case. When he showed his uncle the evidence Joe looked through then took out his lighter and torched the lot. Apparently one of the crew was next in line for a top spot in one of tbe mafia families and was earning his stripes doing the robbery. All Mike could think about was the dead kid on the crosswalk. He handed in his resignation the next day. Strangely, the crew decided to turn themselves in a week later. Apparently they had been having nightmares and wanted to confess. Even their expensive lawyers couldn't get them off. Mike needed a job. He decided to set himself up as Mike White. Private Investigator. He is successful enough to pay the bills, although he gets tired of divorce cases, and too much money goes to his book collection on the occult. His alter ego is Mystik, a magical superhero who deals with the jobs too big or dangerous for a mere investigator. Using his knowledge of the occult he was able to summon the spirits of those who have gone before. Having Rocky Marciano and Bruce Lee teach him how to fight made a difference. Houdini taught him everything he knows about escapology and others also guided him. He has managed to survive so far on the mean streets of Bedlam. Personality & Motivation: Mike is charming. He loves to shmooz and seems to be able to get on with anybody. His family had a simple code 'don' t let no one push youse around' and 'look after each other' . He has always tried to do that and as Mystik can deal with the bigger bad guys, especially if he gets help. Powers & Tactics: As Mike White he tends to use his superlative fighting skills as a last resort, preferring to persuade if possible using diplomacy although he can be intimidating if he tries. He is an excellent investigator and uses both forensic and occult methods to solve crimes. He never reveals his occult abilities as Mike White in case people realise he is Mystik. Although he can take care of himself he doesn't want any family members endangered. As a cop he saw too many lives ruined by guns and chooses not to use one apart from a tranq gun. As Mystik he likes to plan ahead so he has a few tricks ready if he gets in trouble. if he gets desperate and has had time to prepare he will change to a form better suited to dealing with superpowered enemies, a creature of shadow he calls "The Revenant." Power Descriptions: He has no powers unless he can prepare beforehand. Complications: "curiosity killed the cat" The quest for occult knowledge never ends. Mike will take huge risks to find out more. "gotta pay the bills" Mike has a day job. Although the hours are flexible he still needs to take those photos, file those tax returns... "green eyed monster" Mike is deeply envious of people with the natural ability to cast magic. "hair oil and no socks" In reality Mike is struggling to pay his bills as he spends too much on occult books. "you scratch my back" Mike has a big extended family. Although they help him out from time to time it is two way traffic. He hss favours to repay and family duties. Abilities: 6 + 4 + 2 + 4 + 6 + 8 = 30PP Strength: 16 (+3) Dexterity: 14 (+2) Constitution: 12 (+1) Intelligence: 14 (+2) Wisdom: 16 (+3) Charisma: 18 (+4) Combat: base attack 6 (12pp)+ base defence 6 (12pp) 24PP Initiative: +14 Attack: +14 unarmed, +12(tranq pistol), +6 base. Defense: +12 (+6 Base, +6Dodge Focus), +3 Flat-Footed Grapple: +15 Knockback: -4 Saving Throws: 5 + 8 + 5 = 18PP Toughness: +8 (+1Con, +6 defensive roll, +1 protection) Fortitude: +6 (+1 Con, +5) Reflex: +10 (+2 Dex, +8) Will: +8 (+3 Wis, +5) Skills: 36 PP Bluff 8(+12) Concentration 4(+7) Diplomacy 12 (+16) Disable device 8 (+10) Escape Artist 8 (+12) Gather Info 12 (+16) Intimidate 8 (+12) Investigate 8 (+10) Knowledge [Arcane lore] 15 (+17) Knowledge [Streetwise] 9 (+11) Notice 12 (+15) Profession [Private Investigator] 4 (+7) Search 12 (+14) Sense motive 12 (+15) Stealth 8 (+10) Feats: 35PP All-out attack Attack Specialisation 3 [tranq pistol] Attack Specialisation 4 [unarmed] Connected Contacts Defensive attack Defensive roll 3 Dodge focus 6 Equipment 3 Improved initiative 2 Improvised tools Luck 2 Power Attack Precise shot2 Ritualist Takedown attack Uncanny dodge [auditory] Well informed. Equipment: 3PP = 15EP Leather Trenchcoat (Protection 1) [1EP] Tranq Pistol (Fatigue 6, Extra: range [ranged+1], Flaws:Unreliable [5 shots only], Feats: Sedation, Subtle) [14 EP] Powers: 7PP Danger Sense [1pp] Morph 1 ("Invoking tbe Revenant", Feat: mesomorph [2PP] (Magical) The Revenant PL 10 (150pp) Abilities: - 10 + 4 - 10 + 2 +6 + 8 = 0PP Strength: - Dexterity: 14 (+2) Constitution: - Intelligence: 12 (+1) Wisdom: 16 (+3) Char: 18 (+4) Combat: base attack 6 (12pp) + base defence 7 (14pp)= 26pp Attack: +12 unarmed, +6 base. Defence:+7(+3 flatfooted) Saves: 6 + 6 = 12PP Toughnrss +8 (protection +8) Fortitude - Reflex +8 (+2 Dex, +6) Will: +9 (+3 Wis, +6) Skills: 72r = 18PP Concentration 9 (+12) Intimidate 15 (+19) Notice 12 (+15) Search 12 (+13) Sense Motive 12 (+15) Stealth 12 (+14) Feats: 9PP All-out attack Attack specialisation 3 [unarmed] Fascinate [Intimidate] Favoured Environment [Shadows] Fearless Power Attack Startle Powers: 5 + 30 + 20 + 8 + 20 + 2 + 8 = 93 PP "Creature of Shadows" Concealment 4 (Feat: close range, Flaw: limited - 1 [only in shadows]) [5PP] Immunity 30 ("Undying Spirit of Vengeance", Fortitude Effects) [30PP] Insubstantial 4 (, Extra: duration +0 [Sustained to Permanent]) [20PP](Magical) Protection 8 ("Shadow Armour) [8PP ](Magical) Shadow Touch Array 8 (16PP Array:Feats: Alternate power 5} [21PP] (MAGIC) -Base Power Drain Willpower 8 ("Touch of spirit death", Extra: Affects Corporeal) {16/16}(Magic) -Alternative Power; Drain Constitution 8 ("Touch of Life-stealing", Extra: Affects Corporeal) {16/16} (Magic) -Alternative Power; Mental Transform 8 (2PP/R) ("Touch of Repentance" Extra: Affects Corporeal, Alternative save: Will, Flaw: Range [ Touch]) {16/16} (Magic) -Alternative Power Mental Strike 8 ("Touch of Shadow", Extra: Affects Corporeal) {16/16} (Magic, Mental) -Alternative Power Emotion Control 8 ("Touch of Despair" Extras: Duration [Continuous] , Multiattack, Flaws: Range - 2[Touch] {16/16}(Magic, Mental) Super senses Darkvision [2PP] Teleport 4 (Extra: Accurate, Flaw: Medium [Shadows]) [8PP] Drawback Vulnerability (Light based attacks; Frequency: uncommon; Intensity: Major [x2]) [-3PP] Weakness (Sunlight, Frequency: Every Round; Intensity: Moderate [Cumulative - 1 to all checks, Attack rolls and Defence] [-5PP] Costs: 0 (Abilities) + 26 (Combat) + 12 (Saves) + 18 (Skills) + 9 (Feats) + 93 (Powers) + (-8) (Drawbacks) = 150 PP DC BLOCK Range Effect "Touch of Despair" Touch DC 18 Will varies multiattack "Touch of life stealing" Touch DC 18 Fort Drain Con "Touch of Repentance" Touch DC 18 Will varies "Touch of Shadow" Touch DC 23 Will Dam "Touch of Spirit Death Touch DC 18 Fort Drain Will Strike 3 ("Fists of Stone", Power feat: Mighty) [4pp] (training) Drawbacks: (-0) + (-0) = -0PP . DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC 21 Toughness Damage Tranq Dart Ranged DC 21 Fortitude save Fatigue Totals: Abilities (30) + Combat (24) + Saving Throws (18) + Skills (36) + Feats (35) + Powers (7) - Drawbacks (0) =150

Player Name: AvengerAssembled Character Name: Lady Horus Power Level: 10 (150/168) Trade-Offs: +2 Defense/-2 Toughness, -4 ATK/+4DMG [as Lady Horus] Unspent Power Points: 18 No More Statuses: 0/0 In Brief: Lo, the Sunhawk returns for a new generation! But there are secrets. Homebase: Bedlam City Songs: "True Colors," Kesha "Meant to Live," Switchfoot Alternate Identity: "Wouldn't you like to know?" Identity: Secret Birthplace: Bedlam City, Wisconsin Occupation: Adventurer Affiliations: Various Family: "Just look it up in the books!" Age: Stories of Horus go back around 4 millennia. Gender: Female Height: 5'9" Weight: 150 lbs Eyes: Blue Hair: Platinum blonde Description: It's clear Lady Horus is probably not Egyptian by birth - most Egyptian women of any generation have not been fair-skinned platinum blondes, for all that her hair hangs in the curly ringlets in fashion in the New Kingdom. But other that she certainly looks the part - her costume consists of a gold-beaded white linen kalasiri that hangs loosely on her frame and comes down just below her knees, white bodice, white shawl over that, the cloth reinforced with polished bronze pieces that sparkle like the sun, all adorned with the gold and jewels of an Egyptian noblewoman. On her head is the blue khepresh of a pharaoh at war. She should probably not be able to see! The upper part of her face is covered by a gold and blue half-mask of a hawk, decorated in the Egyptian style, the mask itself resting on the lower part of her nose. Yet she does seem to be able to see just fine, thank you. When not wearing the Helm, she looks like . History: Lo! The Sunhawk has returned to the World of Man - as a woman! Lady Horus appeared in Bedlam over the Christmas holiday but has already made herself notable as the city's loudest and toughest protector. In a town of grim avengers of evil, criminal vigilantes and vigilante criminals, she's the biggest action in the city. Before she donned the Helm, she . Personality and Motivation: Lady Horus has the charisma of her predecessor (and the habit of showboating in combat) but evidently a different personality - she's more inclined to mock and belittle the failings of her opponents rather than call them out as a fellow warrior. She's more close-mouthed than her predecessor as well, talking little about the origins of her powers and what has brought her to Bedlam, generally spinning the question around to one about the welfare of the person she's speaking to. She likes kids and pets - is tolerant of certain kinds of crime but despises those who exploit others, particularly those who are hostile towards women and children. When angry, her accent 'slips' and she shouts in a gutter argot unfamiliar to the average citizen of Bedlam, sounding more like a 1930s cartoon character than the sometimes-Shakespearean Sunhawk. Without the Helm, she . Powers and Tactics: Lady Horus is faster and more agile than her masculine counterpart, wielding the Ankh of Horus with a frenetic energy that speaks more to the kineticism of a young sunhawk at war rather than the brute strength of the Avenger of old. That said she seems to be less creative with her powers than her predecessor - generally striking with mighty blows of her ankh while weaving in and out of combat, occasionally blasting foes or pummeling them with great strength. She has manifested some abilities denied to her predecessor - in particular teleportation, self-healing, and invisibility. Without the Helm, she . Complications: Fake!: Lady Horus is not the same person as the old Horus - a source of resentment for many, both divine and otherwise. Help Me Out Here, Sister: Much of Lady Horus' knowledge of the gods of Egypt comes from the spirit of Nephthys, the Lady of the Mansion. But Nephthys, or rather the fragment of her embedded in the Helm, has her own agenda and often keeps her own counsel - and has her own feelings towards the woman who wears the Helm of Horus. Hey, That's Mine!: When deprived of her Helm, Lady Horus reverts back to her normal self within the space of 1 minute. Not So Tough: Lady Horus lacks much of the physical prowess of her illustrious predecessor. Who Are You?: The mystery of exactly who Lady Horus is remains just that. Complications relating to her life without the Helm are at the discretion of the GM. Abilities: 0 + 4 + 4 + 0 + 4 + 2 = 14PP STR 26/10 (+8/+0) DEX 14 (+2) CON 14 (+2) INT 10 (+0) WIS 14 (+2) CHA 20/12 (+5/+1) Combat: 8 + 8 = 16PP Init: +22/+2 ATK: +4 (+6 Ankh/+10) DEF: +12 (+8 Dodge Focus, +4 Base, +2 flat-footed) Grapple: +4/+17 Knockback: -7/-1 Saves: 3 + 6 + 3 = 12PP TOU +8/+2 (+2 Con, +6 Protection [8 Impervious]) FORT +5 (+2 Con, +3) REF +8 (+2 Wis, +6) WILL +5 (+2 Wis, +3) Skills: 44R=11PP Bluff 6 (+7/+11) Disable Device 5 (+5) Escape Artist 6 (+8) Knowledge (History) 5 (+5) Knowledge (Theology and Philosophy) 2 (+2) Languages 2 (Ancient Egyptian, Arabic, Base: English) Notice 6 (+8) Sense Motive 6 (+8) Stealth 6 (+8) Feats: 15PP Dodge Focus 8 Eidetic Memory Evasion Fearless Move-By Action Taunt Ultimate Save (Will) Uncanny Dodge (auditory) Powers: 45 + 1 + 1 + 32 + 2 = 82PP Device 11 (Helm of Horus, Flaw: Hard to Lose, 55PP, PF: Restricted [Those Chosen By The Gods]) [45PP] Enhanced Charisma 8 (to CHA 20/+5) [8DP] Feature 1 (Advice from Nepthys) [1DP] Immunity 3 (aging, disease, poison) [3DP] Ankh Array 13 (26PP, PFs: Accurate, Alternate Powers 2) [29DP] BE: Flight 5 (250 MPH) {10} + Strike 14 (PFs: Improved Crit 1, Takedown Attack 1) {16} {10+16=26} AP: Blast 14 (Extra: Penetrating 10 [as DMG 24], Flaw: Action [Full], PFs: Improved Crit 1, Variable Descriptor 1 [any light]) {26/26} AP: Enhanced STR 16 (to STR 26/+8) {16} + Super-Strength 5 (Effective STR 50, Heavy Load 12 tons) {10} {16+10=26/26} Protection 6 (Extra: Impervious 8) [14DP] No peeking if you aren't a Ref! And no snitching! -AA costs Abilities (14) + Combat (16) + Saves (12) + Skills (11/44) + Feats (15) + Powers (82) = 150/168 pts

Hyperactive Power Level: 10/12 (169/183PP) Unspent Power Points: 14 Trade-Offs: -5 Toughness / +5 Defense In Brief: A Speedster who has moved to Freedom City to make his own life and name for himself. He gains his powers from being able to manipulate and absorb kinetic energy. Catchphrase: “I’ll give you a headstart” Alternate Identity: Tyson Masters (Secret) Birthplace: Chicago, IL Residence: Apartment in Freedom City Occupation: Hero / college student Affiliations: Family, Waco Warriors Family: Parents: The Sunset Speedster (aka Jennifer Masters, Mother) and Mr. October (Fredrick Masters, father), Kas Masters, Younger Sister (Claremont student). Wife? Emily Masters Description: Age: 20 (DoB: Year [1997, January 20]) Apparent Age: 20 Gender: Male Ethnicity: Mix: Black and Hawaiian Height: 5’10” Weight: 145 lbs Eyes: Brown/Green glow while using powers Hair: Short and black. Tyson typically wears a long black duster coat and a short brimmed fedora hat over a t-shirt, jeans and Cowboy boots. He has dark brown skin and brown eyes. He is rail thin and lean. His costume is an all black suit with a green stripe down his front and back. The letter H is in Silver on the stripe on the front. His helmet is all silver with a green face shield that can either cover his whole face, or just the top. The helmet has a black stripe that extends from the forehead down the back. It all locks into one seamless piece. History: Tyson always knew he would be a hero. The Chicago heroes Mr. October and the Sunset Speedster are his parents after all. His Grandfathers had been heroes too, in fact it was expected that Tyson would take up the mantle of his Grandfather: the Summer Son. He grew up training, with the knowledge that one day he would be the next one in a long line of heroes. Tyson longed for the day that he would wear the costume of the Summer Son. He had watched and studied all the video and data. He had trained for hours and hours with his mother. He was ready to step in and take up the mantle that his grandfather had left behind. That is until he realized he couldn't live up to that. The original Summer Son lobbed fire balls, shielded himself with flame, and could fly. The new Summer Son couldn't, and the papers slammed him for it. No matter how hard he tried, Tyson couldn't quite measure up. Of course he couldn't quite escape the limelight of his parents either. The papers noted that even if Tyson was faster than his mother, he certainly was more spacey. They named him the Hyperactive Hero. His time as a Chicago hero saw him facing down old enemies of the family. Tyson began to chafe at the reputation he gained as being a sidekick to his parents. He also grew secretly aggravated that the only villains who would challenge him were those who had issues with the original Sumer Son. Things began to change when Tyson first fought the Gingerbread Man. A mobster with superhuman speed, who forced Tyson to choose between saving innocents and stopping the villain. Choosing the innocents, Tyson was both aggravated by his failure and satisfied that someone had decided to take him on directly. Unfortunately this was Tyson’s only relief from the relentless hammering of a media who felt that he was an insufficient replacement. Yearning for a fresh start Tyson decided to transfer universities and move to Freedom City. He hung up the mantle of Sumner Son and made a new identity. He filed his paperwork and became a new hero: Hyperactive. Personality & Motivation: Tyson moves from one topic to the next with speed. His brain moving too quickly even for him to track sometimes. As such his intelligence often goes unnoticed. Hyperactive grew up training to be a hero, and protects people since it is right. In addition, he doesn't have an option to not from time to time run. He might as well do some good at the same time. He also wants a little bit of fame and recognition as a good and capable hero. Powers & Tactics: Speed. His ability to move faster than most people can follow keeps him alive. While not that tough, he prefers hit and runs. He also can use his ability to manipulate kinetic energy to steal it from people and objects. With a touch he can use his powers to steal or convert a person's kinetic energy, freezing them in place. Power Descriptions: As Hyperactive speeds up he tends to leave a green glow around him as he manipulates kinetic energy. This, of course, only applies to those who can see him moving near his top speeds. Complications: Showboat: Hyperactive won't ever take down the bad guys without first making it a show for his audience. If there's no audience, then he's far more likely to go in stealthily. Out of the Shadows: While he does save people because it's the right thing to do, he prefers and craves recognition. If a bad guy makes the case that it'll make him look more impressive he might give them a head start running away. Legacy: He's still Summer Son II to some people, sometimes that's fans of his grandfather, sometimes that's the people he put away, and sometimes it's the legacy villains of those villains. Relationships: He loves his family and will back them up if he's needed. Then there's Emily. Emily claims that she was his wife on another Earth. Her Earth was destroyed by Omega, and she is one of the few survivors making her story frustratingly difficult to fact check. She was never born on this world, because her parents never met. The only parent she does have on this world happens to be her father, his Archnemesis Gingerbread Man. While he may not entirely trust her story, he is attempting a relationship with her. Can't Stop Moving: Hyperactive is constantly absorbing kinetic energy and using it to power himself. If he can't use his powers he is still locking down energy. This begins to manifest as black smoke being coughed up, this is followed by nausea, then exhaustion, then blacking out. If he reaches an upper energy limit he can explode with the force of a nuclear weapon. Nullifying him doesn't dissipate the energy absorbed, but it will stop him from taking in more. Exposure to extreme cold can sap his energy (reflected in his weaknesses.) and can bring him to safe levels. Duty Calls: as head of the Warriors reserve he's expected to put Waco on his priorities. Even if that means letting a bad guy get away. I'm Not Me: Hyperactive is one of the few truly good and heroic versions of himself across the multiverse. (There are plenty of good versions and even plenty of heroic ones, but few are both.) He is often deeply shaken by the idea he could be like those other versions. Also any number of his doppelgängers could come to Prime hiding from Authorities. A case of mistaken identity is always possible. Shadow Zone: the Shadow Zone as Hyperactive has dubbed it, is a place beyond the speed of light, a place (but not the only one) where a speedster can wind up after moving faster than light. Anything that is in the Shadow zone gets stuck there, as the object's speed is maintained by the background vibrations and energy of the Shadow Zone. The Zone is a place where time and distance are in flux, usually this means that someone can enter the Shadow Zone and exit in drastically different locations. Perhaps someone can enter and leave in drastically different times or places. Besides super speed, exposure to Dark Energy can in some cases send one to the Shadow Zone. Archetech has means of getting people to and from the zone. The Zone also borders on the Terminus and by extension the rest of the multiverse. Whenever Hyperactive moves through the multiverse he has to pass into the Shadow Zone even if just for a moment. The Attometer: Hyperactive built a hideout in the Shadow Zone, potentially someone could get stuck in the zone and discover it. Weakness: Power Loss when exposed to vibrations of 14.247 gigahertz. Abilities: 4 + 8 + 4 + 4 + 2 + 2 = 24 PP Strength: 14 (+2) Dexterity: 18 (+4) Constitution: 14 (+2) Intelligence: 14 (+2) Wisdom: 12 (+1) Charisma: 12 (+1) Combat: 16 + 30 = 46 PP Initiative: +12 Attack: +8 Base Defense: +15 (+8 Base, +7 Dodge Bonus), +8 Flat-Footed Grapple: +10 Knockback: -1/-2 Saving Throws: 3 + 10 + 4 =17 PP Toughness: +5 (+2 Con, +1 protection, +2[Defensive Roll]) Fortitude: +5 (+2 Con, +3) Reflex: +14 (+4 Dex, +10 [Speed]) Will: +5 (+1 Wis, +4) Skills: 56R = 14PP Acrobatics 4 (+8, skill mastery) Diplomacy 13 (+14, skill mastery) Disable Device 10 (+12) Gather Information 8 (+9, skill mastery) Intimidate 7 (+8, skill mastery) Notice 7 (+8) Search 7 (+9) Feats: 16PP Acrobatic Bluff Connected Defensive Roll Eidetic memory Equipment 3 Evasion II Fast overrun Improved initiative II Instant up Move-by Action Skill mastery (diplomacy, gather information, intimidate, acrobatics) Well Connected Equipment: 3PP = 15EP The Attometer [15 EP] Size: Large [2 EP] Toughness: +20 [3 EP] Features: [10 PP] Communications, Computer, Gym, Infirmary, Isolated, Laboratory, Living Space, Power: Dimensional Travel [occupants only, any dimension], Power System, Security System (DC 20) Powers: 1 + 10 + 10 + 3 + 31 = 55 Protection 1 (Shock Absorption) [1PP] (Kinetic) Quickness 10 (X2,500) [10PP] (Kinetic)PF Speed 10 (10,000 MPH) [10PP] (Kinetic) Super Movement 3 (Wall-Crawling 2; Flaws: Only While Moving, Water Walking; Flaws; Only While Moving) [3PP] (Kinetic) Kinetic Control Array 12 (24 PP Array; Feats: Alternate Power 7, Drawbacks: Power Loss [14.247 gigahertz vibrations]) [31 PP] (Kinetic) Base Power: Damage 10 (Feats: Accurate 1) {11/26} Alternate Power: Damage 10 (Speeding Around Beating Down, Extras; area: Shapeable, Selective, Flaws; Action: full round, PFs; progression, accurate) {22/24} Alternate Power: Illusion 4 (Displacement Images; Auditory and Visual; Extras: Action 2 [Free], Duration [Sustained], Flaw: Only While Moving) + Concealment 4 (All Visual Senses; Flaws: Limited [Only While Moving]) {20 + 4 = 24/24} Alternate Power: Insubstantial 4 (Phasing; Extras: Affect Others) {24/24} Alternate Power: Move Object 12 (Air Control; Extras: Range [Perception], Flaws: Limited [Air]) {24/24} Alternate Power: Move Object 12 (Kinetic Drain; Extras: Duration [Continuous], Flaws: Limited [Stopping Moving Objects]) {24/24} Alternate Power: Paralyze 7 (Kinetic Drain, Extras: Affects Objects, Alternate Save [Fortitude, +0], Feats: Accurate) {22/24} Alternate Power: Speed 11 and Quickness 7 and Super Movement 3 (Dimensional Movement [Via Shadow Zone], Extras: Affect Others, Flaws: Limited [Moving at Lightspeed]) {24/24} Drawbacks: (-2) + (-1) = -3PP Vulnerability (Cold; Frequency: Common; Intensity: Moderate) [-3PP] DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC 17 Toughness Damage Damage Touch DC 25 Toughness Damage Paralyze Touch DC 17 Fortitude Slowed Totals: Abilities (24) + Combat (46) + Saving Throws (17) + Skills (14) + Feats (16) + Powers (55) - Drawbacks (3) = 169/183 Power Points

(Wanted to switch up a few aspects of Warp's layout ever since I came back, but didn't have the PP to spend on it. Now I do! This sheet is meant to represent changes to Warp that happen in-universe after her powers further awaken. Original sheet here. Let me know if I've fouled anything up.) Player Name: Curious Key Character Name: Warp Power Level: 10/12 (190/193) Trade-Offs: +4 Defense / -4 Toughness, +3 Attack / -3 DC Unspent Power Points: 8 In Brief: A teleporting T-baby trying to prove she has what it takes to be a hero. Alternate Identity: Katharine Lilly Shade Identity: Secret Birthplace: Normal, Illinois Occupation: Student Affiliations: Claremont (Alumni), FCU Family: Rose Shade (Mother), Alexander Shade (Father), Lyle Shade (Brother) Age: 20 (DoB: 1997, 3rd of August) Gender: Female Height: 5'4" Weight: 135lb Eyes: Glowing Red Hair: Red Kat's face is rounded and heart-shaped, with a pointed nose and eyes a little too wide for her face. Her rust-red hair falls to her neck at its greatest length. Kat has thin shoulders and a slight, whipcord build, maintained with deliberate effort and supernatural potency. Her eyes, lacking pupils or irises, are instead entirely red with flecks of black that dart across it,. Kat's complexion is fair and lightly freckled, interrupted by a spiderweb of lines pulsing with darkness and red light. They cross her skin like cracks in glass. While the lines are spread unevenly across much of her body the markings center around Kat's hands and over her heart, which glow like coals. Kat's HoloBand is a sleek silver wristband that can pop open to reveal several knobs and dials. By manipulating these dials Kat can trigger its routines, concealing the evidence of Terminus mutations beneath a hologram for as long as it is active. Her pure-red eyes become tinted gray. The markings on her skin erased. Just a normal, human, girl. During day-to-day activities, Kat wears a wide variety of clothes, but tends to lean more in toward comfortable sameness, sticking with leggings, boots, shirts and a vest, perhaps shorts instead during warmer months. She favors browns and reds. As Warp, Kat's color scheme is primarily red and black, and while she wears it well and keeps a consistent uniform, the clothes she wears are made of plain, ordinary fabric you could cobble together by going to everyday stores. She wears an open red hooded vest with a white, wavy spiral on the back. Beneath that a snug black, short-sleeved shirt. She finishes the look with black tights and a pair of red boots. Power Descriptions: While the increasing t-count of Warp's body has sparked a number of physical mutations which has instilled a certain sturdiness of character in Warp, the true focus of her power remains her ability to erode space. She corrodes reality, capable of tearing holes in the universe that she can use to travel quickly from place to place. She can also turn her powers against more immediate aspects of reality, erasing aspects the world around her, sometimes even drawing its strength into herself in the process. History: Katharine Lilly Shade was born in a hospital, in small-ish Normal Illinois. There was a spike of Terminus radiation that no one noticed, before her birth Subtly but definitively changed, she lived her life in Normal without understanding what she was, until the day before she was set to take a staring role in a play she woke up in a dumpster in Chicago. Things started happening fast, then. As soon as she got home her family met face-to-face with scouts from a Claremont Academy in Freedom City, offering her a place free of charge to learn to control her talents. And maybe even use them for good. No other such institution existed, and even if they did they certainly weren't offering to teach her for free. So off she went. Under the tutelage of experienced Claremont heroes Kat learned to put her powers through their paces and use them as she saw fit rather than the other way around. Inspired by the other would-be heroes of Claremont, Kat took up her own 'cape' and adopted the mantle of Warp and engaged in combat against freedom's most vile alongside Freedom's youngest. While she faced many things, the Day of Wrath was one of the most terrible. It set her off kilter, and no one else knew anything was going wrong until her powers started rebelling against her in the middle of the street. It was politely suggested that Warp retire from heroism for a while, at least long enough to go to therapy and get her powers back under control again. And she did get it under control, mostly, but never to the same degree she had before the Day of Wrath. Nevertheless, she stayed retired. On graduating from Claremont, Warp returned home for a year, where she tried to recover surrounded by family that didn't understand and didn't know how to start. She took an offer to start in FCU with Claremont's blessing, on some path to a normal life. But even then, she wasn't sure what she wanted to be. Desperate to feel less lost, Kat couldn't help but look up at the heroes in the sky above her. They were important. Everyone knew that. Luckily, she'd kept the costume. Warp returned. But as Kat first got her footing again she discovered her mutation was progressing quickly and, as she could see from the lines of entropic power crisscrossing over her skin, very distinctly. Desperate, she turned to AEON in hopes of finding support . . . Personality & Motivation: Dubious, weary cynicism. The flare and enthusiasm that Kat wore so openly on her sleeve when she came to Freedom City and joined Claremont has been . . . Not stamped out, but tempered. The events of the day of wrath . . . affected her. The fire and death were a great blow to her psyche and her powers failing toppled what confidence she had aside. Recovering has been a slow process of picking up the pieces again, and it's possible it will never really be done. But . . . In the end, she has not changed so much. The younger Kat hid her insecurities behind a deliberate veil of optimism and energy. Today, Kat's countenance hides her optimism. In an way, Kat feels that she let herself down. Let Freedom down. Let the world down. Part of her insists that she was always a kid playing at heroism in a suit that didn't fit. That it was Not For Her. Nonetheless . . . Kat wants to believe she can. Wants to try. Powers & Tactics: Warp is primarily a melee fighter. She uses her teleport to move swiftly about any battlefield she finds herself, engaging immediately with whoever is least prepared for her. Through a combination of amateur training, teleporting and entropic strikes Warp can bob and weave with the best of them. When possible, Warp augments her strikes by enveloping her body in an entropic shroud, causing anything her fists touch or that tries to hit her back to grow brittle and easily broken. All the same, Warp is not defenseless at range. She can focus her energy into a violent bolt of reality-eroding red-black power. Quick and tricky, Warp uses misdirection and bluster to set her opponent's off balance, baiting her opponents into poor choices. She revels in setting people off their game and engaging in ways they aren't comfortable, even if it means varying her approach a bit. Complications: Wayward Student — Kat is a student that doesn't know what to do with her life and is feeling increasing anxiety over her inability to find a function in the real world as something other than a costumed crime fighter. She's lost and desperate. A savvy person might be able to take advantage of that desperation to catch her in something she'd normally be savvy enough to anticipate. I Need This Gig — Lilly works as an intern in ASTRO in Emerald City, at the forefront for the development of many new avenues of super-science here and abroad, meaning that Warp is very likely to be not only nearby but on-site when something goes wrong. What's more, they are aware of her heroic identity and not at all afraid to send her off on errands. It's All Too Much — As her powers have advanced and entropy bled into her body and soul Warp's ability to deal with chaos and surprises have suffered greatly. Exposure to chaotic lights, sounds and crowds are deeply overstimulating experiences for her now, reducing her to awkward fidgets and stammering which can deeply inhibit her ability to communicate clearly or can cause her to lose her grasp on what she hears or sees as she loses the ability to pick important details out of the static. Reality Unweaving — When Warp teleports, she annihilates the difference between one place and another, violently forcing the two spaces to become one by corroding our world's universal laws. Reality usually mends quickly, but every time Warp uses her powers she wounds the fabric of reality itself, and it can sometimes behave erratically in spaces where reality is either damaged or abnormally strong. In addition, it's possible that some in this universe could take offense or that forces from outside this universe might exploit these rips in space as a foothold into this world. Psychosomatic Powers — The way Kat's powers work revolve around strict control of her own negative feelings. When that is compromised, so is her control, causing her powers to malfunction—hitting the wrong target, or sometimes taking on a completely new and unpleasant effect—or fizzle out completely. The GM can decree that her powers may malfunction or cease to function while Warp is distressed. Tempermental Tunnels — For interdimensional travel, Warp relies on a transient phenomena known as Terminus tunnels, brief connects between dimensions through the Terminus. While she can guide them, Warp cannot truly control them. While they usually take her where she wants to go, they can often redirect her to entire other dimensions entirely or simply refuse to answer Warp's call. Caught Red-Handed — While Warp's mutant physiology is useful it poses one tiny problem. It's obvious, sinister looking and very permanent. In her heroic persona it draws prejudice in spades and makes her an easy target for the media. In her civilian persona, it makes keeping her secret identity more important than ever and makes maintaining it that much harder. In Sheep's Clothing — . . . Which leads into her reliance on a prototype HoloBand to present a 'normal' version of herself to the world at large. It's high-quality, cutting-edge, easy to use tech. It also not infallible. Random system failures can cause her HoloBand to give a soft warning alarm, overload and shutdown. It takes some time to recalibrate before becoming usable again. Abilities: 4 + 4 + 6 + 0 + 8 + 8 = 30PP Strength: 14(+2) Dexterity: 14/22 (+2/6 Enhanced Dexterity) Constitution: 16 (+3) Intelligence: 10 (+0) Wisdom: 18 (+4) Charisma: 18 (+4) Combat: 10 + 10 = 20PP Initiative: +10/14 Attack: +5 Base, +13 Entropic Strike/Reality Erosion Grapple: +7 Defense: +14 (+5 Base, +9 Dodge Focus), +3 Flat-Footed Knockback: -3/-1 Saving Throws: 6 + 6 + 6 = 18PP Toughness: +6 (+3 Con, +3 Protection) Fortitude: +9 (+3 Con, +6) Reflex: +12 (+2/6 Dex, +6) Will: +10 (+4 Wis, +6) Skills: 68R = 17PP Acrobatics 8 (+10/14) Skill Mastery Bluff 12 (+16) Skill Mastery Concentration 6 (+10) Diplomacy 6 (+10) Disguise 6 (+10/30 Morph) Notice 8 (+12/17 Cosmos Touched) Skill Mastery Sense Motive 6 (+10) Skill Mastery Stealth 6 (+8/12) Intimidate 10 (+14) Knowledge (Cosmology) 0 (+0/15 Cosmos-Touched) Feats: 27PP Challenge (Fast Feint) Defensive Attack Distract [Bluff] Dodge Focus 9 Elusive Target Equipment 2 Evasion 2 Improved Initiative 2 Luck 2 Power Attack Skill Mastery (Acrobatics, Bluff, Notice, Sense Motive) Stunning Attack Takedown Attack Taunt Uncanny Dodge (Auditory) Equipment: 2PP = 10EP Prototype HoloBand Morph 4 ("Normal" Kat; Extras: Continuous; Feats: Subtle; Drawbacks: Action -3 [Full Action]) 6EP Tablet 1EP Commlink 1EP Powers: 8 + 5 + 3 + 2 + 13 + 49 = 80PP Enhanced Dexterity 8 8PP (Mutant Agility, Descriptor: Mutant) Enhanced Trait 5 5PP (Knowledge (Cosmology) 15, Notice 5) 5PP (Cosmos-Touched, Descriptor: Cosmic) Protection 3 3PP (Mutant Physique, Descriptor: Mutant) Super Senses 2 (Low-Light Vision, Entropy Awareness [Visual]) 2PP (Terminal Sight, Descriptor: Mutant) Strike 5 (Feats: Mighty, Improved Critical 2, Accuracy 4, Incurable) 13PP (Entropic Strike, Descriptor: Entropic) Reality Erosion 10 (50PP Passive Container; Drawbacks: Power Loss -1 [Daka Crystal]) 49PP (Descriptors: Entropic unless contradicted) Teleport 1 (100') 2PP (Warp) Prime Terminus Array 21.5 (43PP Array; Power Feats: Alternate Power 5) [48PP] BP: Enhanced Teleport 12 [+1] (1300' / 200 Million Miles; Extras: Accurate 13; Power Feats: Turnabout, Change Direction, Change Velocity, Progression 2 [500lbs], Easy) [43/43PP] (Greater Warp) AP: Disintegration 7 (Power Feats: Accurate 4, Incurable, Slow Fade [5 rounds], Homing) [42/43PP] (Entropic Bolt) AP: Teleport 9 (20,000 Miles; Extra: Portal, Accurate; Flaws: Long-Ranged; Feats: Easy, Progression 3 [50 feet by 50 max], Dimensional 3 [All Dimensions]), [43/43PP] (Tear) AP: Drain Toughness 7 (Extras: Affects Objects, Duration+2 [Sustained], Aura; Power Feats: Slow Fade [5 rounds], Incurable) [37/43PP] (Entropic Shroud) AP: Dimensional Pocket 10 (500000lbs [250 Tons]; Flaws: Limited [No Attack]; Power Feats: Quick Change 2, Progression 2 [Storage]) [14/43PP] (Pocket) AP: Apply To Strike (Extras: Vampiric, Secondary Effect, Penetrating, Linked) [21+22=43/43PP] (Reckoning) +Drain Toughness 7 (Extras: Affects Objects, Secondary Effect, Linked; Power Feats: Slow Fade [5 rounds]) 22 Drawbacks: -2 Vulnerability (Daka Crystals, Frequency: Uncommon, Intensity: Moderate [x1.5 DMG]) [-2PP] DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch 17DC Toughness Damage (Physical) Entropic Strike Touch 22DC Toughness Damage (Energy) Stunning Attack Touch 17DC Fortitude Stun/Daze/Unconcious Entropic Bolt Ranged 17DC Fortitude Drain Toughness 22DC Toughness Damage (Energy) Entropic Shroud Aura 17DC Fortitude Drain Toughness Reckoning Touch 17DC Fortitude Drain Toughness 22DC Toughness Penetrating, Vampiric Damage (Energy) Totals: Abilities (30) + Combat (20) + Saving Throws (18) + Skills (17) + Feats (27) + Powers (80) - Drawbacks (2) = 190/193 Power Points

Adept Power Level: 10/13 (179/202PP) Trade-Offs: None Unspent Power Points: 23 In Brief: Telekinetic Man in Black Residence: Series of military bases or government-mandated hotel rooms Base of Operations: The Federal Building, AEGIS headquarters Catchphrase: Anything punctuated by a cloud of cigarette smoke Alternate Identity: James Warne (pre-adoption: Kevin Roeser) Identity: Public Birthplace: Washington, D.C. Occupation: AEGIS agent Affiliations: AEGIS, United States Army, FBI Family: Parker Psion Jr. (Father, deceased), Laurel Roeser (Mother, deceased), Gwen and Carrie Psion (Sisters, unknown to both Adept and the Psion family) Description: Age: 36 (DoB: September 29, 1979 Apparent Age: 40s (Bad skin due to smoking) Gender: Male Ethnicity: Caucasian Height: 5’ 11” Weight: 188 lbs. Eyes: Brown Hair: Salt-and-pepper black Agent Warne (codename: Adept) isn’t a sight most people want to see, this black-suit government agent with rough skin, opaque sunglasses, stern frown, and often a cloud of smoke clinging to him like an aura. He’s just past the halfway mark of his thirties, yet stress is already bringing out the gray in his hair, and his complexion and teeth show the marks of nearly two decades of smoking. His guttural voice rarely has anything pleasant to say (although occasionally he spouts dark, deadpan humor). Dark circles typically line his eyes from nights of more alcohol than sleep. In those eyes is the thousand-yard-stare of a man who has seen some s---. Less-than-attractive though he may be, Adept has an athletic, muscular build, and moves with grace and confidence. He does not, keen observers should note, carry a gun, a strange occurrence in his profession. Then again, he doesn’t need to. Power Descriptions: Adept’s signature trick happens silently and unseen; enemies or objects just move seemingly of their own accord, or lift into the air as if by magic. Unless he wants to scare someone, Adept usually doesn’t call attention to his ability. He doesn’t need to wave his hands or any other such activation methods, so he can easily sit at a distance and perform his manipulations without implicating himself to non-psychics. His protective field, on the other hand, bends the air around him like a heat wave as he “pushes” in all directions with short-range yet firm and continuous force. By similar technique, Adept can even pick himself up and fly, albeit at slow speeds. History: This story begins in the middle of someone else’s, and near the end of yet a third. In the late seventies, Parker Psion Jr. came to Washington, D.C. on a family errand. By his father’s orders, he met with multiple unidentified politicians to blackmail them with information gathered by the Psions. These favors may’ve had far-reaching consequences, but few people can say, as the congressional representatives (predictably) declined to bring the matter to federal attention. And yet, Parker’s visit did not go unnoticed. AEGIS was still gathering its momentum, and had more pressing issues toward which to direct its early super-powered agents, but they already cast suspicious glances toward the Psion family. Parker was under cautious surveillance throughout most of his time in D.C., although the agents had strict orders to not risk engagement without violence on his part. So they watched, first as he ran his errands, then as he celebrated, savoring his rare independence with a little bar-hopping, which ended in the home of Laurel Roeser, twenty-two-year-old clerical assistant. AEGIS investigated her after Parker left the city, wondering if perhaps Laurel was connected to the Psions, an informant or follower, but their meeting was eventually noted as random. Her pregnancy, they watched with greater interest. The original plan was to entice and monitor this illegitimate Psion by offering Laurel discrete employment (as an unwed mother at such a time, she found her other prospects depressingly limited), nudge her son toward schools of their choice, and eventually groom him for a military career. Instead, fate simplified matters with a fatal mugging just two years after Kevin Roeser was born. Army First Lieutenants Miranda and Ronnie Warne quickly adopted him, paperwork shoved through the system so fast that now-named-James barely saw an orphanage, and thus began a lifetime of Army bases and endless psychic testing. He knew early on that something was amiss, even with only other military children to compare his life to. His parents were attentive yet distant and professional. And the tests—as soon as James displayed telekinesis, all other aspects of his life became secondary. He continued to receive a standard education, plus cadet training, but the adults around him clearly rushed toward the talent that none of his peers possessed. They tried to bring out other psychic abilities, were disappointed when none came, and settled for honing his telekinesis like a knife. Captain Warne retired his Army commission at age twenty-four, transitioning to the Federal Bureau of Investigation for the next decade, and has recently gone onto AEGIS, to best put his power to use. His career has taken him all across the globe without ever feeling any sense of home. Now, at his latest post in Freedom City, a rare place he’s never visited, perhaps he’ll discover more about himself than he expects—and more than his government handlers would prefer. Personality & Motivation: Cynical and suspicious, Adept is the career agent stereotype. He knows from firsthand experience that his “side” can do some very un-democratic things in the name of democracy, and freedom can look a lot different when the world’s most powerful military thinks you’re standing in the way of it. Having said that, he’s not entirely unpatriotic, and remains loyal to his country and agencies. This is a man who’s seen real chaos and corruption, the kind that make senator sex scandals, white-collar crimes, and America’s street gangs seem childishly quaint by comparison. He, quietly, enjoys some measure of pride in preventing such turmoil in his home territory. A lifetime on one side of the law does give Adept a very dim view of criminals; he exploits them freely for information and feels no sympathy if they suffer in the process. “Reformed” convicts can expect nothing but mistrust, and let’s be honest, everyone’s guilty of something. Adept considers it just a matter of discovering the details in most cases. Still, there’s wrong and wrong. He’s often willing to ignore lesser transgressions in exchange for tips on whatever big fish he’s chasing down this week…until he comes back in the future, to keep cashing in more favors. It can’t be blackmail if the government does it, right? Adept does have lines he won’t cross, murder being the foremost among them, no matter how convenient it often might be. He’s a very rare case among his profession; this refusal puzzles and occasionally frustrates his superiors. But he can feel something dark, deep in his soul, and privately worries that ending a life, rightly or not, will bring it bubbling up. It already feels so good to grab criminals with his mind and just squeeze… Powers & Tactics: On a good day, Adept tries to get by with his impressive skills. He’d rather talk his way through most situations if he can. On a great day, he can direct other agents under his command, with further backup just a phone call away. On the bad days, though, special lobes in his brain light up like Christmas trees, and then the screaming starts. He can crush cars like aluminum cans, toss people casually into walls, protect himself with a telekinetic field impervious to almost everything the average gangster might have, lift an incredible amount of weight, and in moments of desperation, “push” at everything around him, the aftermath resembling a bomb detonating on his position. Unlike most psychics, however, he has only one trick at his disposal, even if he’s very good at it. Complications: “Eff You, Cop!”: Adept is clearly a government agent, even before he introduces himself as such. Most people feel nervous talking to him, and many refuse to do so at all without…encouragement. “GET OUTTA MY HEAD!”: Adept’s training, from early childhood until recently, often included other psychics. They’d infiltrate his mind attempting to unlock other abilities, or to strengthen his resistance to such attacks, or to assess his honesty and loyalty. He absolutely hates it; with very few exceptions, mind-reading (that he’s aware of) elicits immediate violence, whether or not it’s appropriate. “How High, Sir?!”: Technically Adept doesn’t have to take orders from his old Army commanders, though those connections can still come into play. AEGIS, however, signs his checks, gives his assignments, even arranges his hotel rooms, and of course, says when to jump. In the Family: Only a few of Adept’s superiors and handlers know about his lineage, and they aren’t keen on sharing it with him. He’s constantly being evaluated for any signs that he might follow the Psion path. Furthermore, in light of the (apparently-deceased) Parker Psion Sr.’s schemes for his offspring, it’s considered of the utmost importance that none of the remaining Psions learn about their wayward relative. Smoke Break: He’s a two-pack-a-day man. Someday this is going to kill him, exercise regiment or no, but for now, GMs can level penalties to just about any rolls if Adept has to go more than an hour or two without a cigarette. Trustless: As a career agent, sometimes bordering on a full spy, Adept accepts suspicion as a fact of life. He’s well aware that his superiors don’t fully trust him (although he doesn’t know the real reason why), and he treats other people similarly, in and out of his organization. Even long-term partners aren’t above scrutiny. Combined with his talent for intimidation, Adept usually approaches witnesses, suspects, and “innocent” bystanders the same way. When all you have is a hammer… Abilities: 6+6+6+6+6+6=36PP Strength: 16 (+3) Dexterity: 16 (+3) Constitution: 16 (+3) Intelligence: 16 (+3) Wisdom: 16 (+3) Charisma: 16 (+3) Combat: 6+8=14PP Initiative: +11 Attack: +3 Grapple: +6 (+20 Psychokinesis) Defense: +10 (+4 Base, +6 Dodge Focus, +2 Flat-Footed) Knockback: -5 (-1 w/out Force Field) Saving Throws: 7+7+7=21 Toughness: +10 (+3 Base, +7 Force Field) Fortitude: +10 (+3 Base, +7) Reflex: +10 (+3 Base, +7) Will: +10 (+3 Base, +7) Skills: 35PP=140R Bluff 7 (+10) Diplomacy 2 (+5) Disable Device 7 (+10) Drive 2 (+5) Gather Information 17 (+20) Intimidate 17 (+20) Investigate 7 (+10) Knowledge (Arcane Lore) 7 (+10) Knowledge (Civics) 7 (+10) Knowledge (Current Events) 2 (+5) Knowledge (Streetwise) 7 (+10) Knowledge (Tactics) 17 (+20) Knowledge (Technology) 2 (+5) Language 4 (Arabic, Mandarin Chinese, Russian, Spanish) Medicine 2 (+5) Notice 7 (+10) Search 7 (+10) Sense Motive 12 (+15) Stealth 7 (+10) Feats: 20PP Benefit 6 (AEGIS Agent, Knowledge (Tactics) 3, Security Clearance, Wealth) Connected Contacts Dodge Focus 6 Improved Initiative 2 Luck 2 Master Plan Well-Informed Powers: 2 + 7 + 44 = 53PP Flight 1 (10 MPH/100FPM) [2PP] Force Field 7 [7PP] Telekinesis Array 20.2 (42PP, PFs: Alternate Powers 2) [44PP] BP: Move Object 10 (Effective STR 50, Heavy Load 12 tons, Extras: Damaging, Range [Perception], PF: Precise, Subtle) {42/42} AP: Strike 10 (Extras: Area [Burst], Selective, PF: Knockback 10, Progression (100' Range), Subtle) {42/42} AP: Move Object 20 (Effective STR 100, Heavy Load 12.5K tons, PF: Precise, Subtle) {42/42} Drawbacks: 0PP DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch Toughness DC 18 Damage (Physical) Psychokinesis Perception Toughness DC 25 Damage (Energy) Totals: Abilities (36) + Combat (14) + Saving Throws (21) + Skills (35) + Feats (20) + Powers (53) - Drawbacks (0) = 179/202 Power Points Telekinesis Lifting Capacity: Light Medium Heavy Psychokinesis (Effective Strength 50) 4 Tons 8 Tons 12 Tons Move Object (Effective Strength 100) 4,000 Tons 8,000 Tons 12,500 Tons

Replaced by sheet here Woodsman Power Level: 11/11 (182/184PP) Unspent Power Points: 2 Trade-Offs: +4 ATK/-4 DMG, +4 DEF/-4 TOU In Brief: Dimension-lost archer with a technical bent, trying to prove himself alongside walking gods and find a way to save his people Alternate Identity: Riley Smith Identity: Secret [Registered] Birthplace: Freedom City, Earth-J-Disaster-1 Occupation: Student Affiliations: Claremont Academy Family: Casey Smith (father, dead), Peyton Quinn-Smith (mother, alive) Description: Age: 18 Gender: Male Ethnicity: Black Height: 5'6" Weight: 165 lbs. Eyes: Brown Hair: Black Short and slim for a man his age, albeit muscular and well-defined, Riley's favorite look is layers and outdoor-friendly wear - on all but the warmest days, he'll wear a flannel shirt, windbreaker, jeans and heavy hiking boots that go above the ankle. He keeps his hair cut very short in an almost military-style cut. Now that he's moved out of North Bay and doesn't have to worry about being confused for his counterpart, he's making plans to grow a mustache and goatee - he's just waiting to find exactly the right style. He's capable of sitting perfectly still for hours at a time, but when he does move it's with explosive bursts of energy that can take people by surprise. His voice is higher than he would like, slowly evolving into the tenor he'll have as an adult. Riley's Woodsman costume adds further layers to his outfit - a greenish-brown hooded poncho, a leather harness to carry his crossbow at his back, and a carrying belt holding various useful items like matches, a compass, and other survival gear - along with various one-use crossbow bolts. He wears his hatchet at his left side, to better facilitate a quick draw and throw. History: Earth-J-Disaster-1 (tentative) The old world died on the night of December 31, 1999. As the sun dipped across the horizon around the world, the darkness brought with it a terrible Event - a sudden super-imposition of an unnatural forest across the landscape of the globe. Trees shattered roads and broke buildings, killing millions in architectural collapses and road accidents across the world as thick forest growth was suddenly everywhere, passing right through man’s technological civilization. The news media, and the Freedom League, had time to track the horrific event as it happened, beginning in eastern China and stretching across the planet with the terrible fall of darkness, time to observe that the new growth matched whatever forests were native to the landscape they were devouring - but not time to stop it. In the frigid days after the catastrophe, those few places that still had power were reassured by the government and by the Freedom League that help was coming. But no help came. It was the heroes who vanished first; the superheroes and brave humans who went into the forest looking for answers. And then the others began to vanish too - humans all over the planet left behind their families, their loved ones, and simply walked into the newborn Forest Primeval. The mystery of their disappearances was solved when they returned, feral and maddened by animal impulses and predatory desires, and began attacking the surviving human communities. The war between the Children of the Forest and the survivors of the old world lasted for several years and resulted in the deaths of most of the world’s surviving superhumans and many of the survivors - there was no treaty, no negotiation, no mercy - the Ferals simply stopped coming. Gradually the survivors learned how to cope with the new world - how to forage in the cities for food and gear without being caught by the Maddening Wild (avoiding the darkness was the key), how to resist the Maddening Wild’s call (sticking together in groups was the ticket), and about the small number of people, all of them without other superpowers, who had the ability to forage in the woods _without_ being maddened by the Wild. 2015 is the fifteenth year since the world ended. Freedom City lies, broken, by an impossibly old oak and pine forest in which trees with hundreds of years worth of rings lie at the heart of the civilization they impaled. The largest population of survivors lies at the edge of the city, a few thousand hearty souls dwelling in the community around the Raymond Nuclear Power Plant at the edge of North Bay. They can go into the city to scavenge and explore, but only during daylight hours. The Maddening Wild still calls - though perhaps less forcefully than it did in the grim days at the start of the new century. The woods themselves are haunted by the past - the murdered city they devoured, and what lies within. The Ferals themselves are dangerous enough, savage, animalistic humanoids, many of them with superpowers, but they are not the worst of it. The Forest Primeval came with animals too; bears and wolves and bobcats, all the creatures once endemic to coastal New Jersey. But they came back unnatural - too clever by half, and with an intelligence that has grown unnaturally in recent years. Bears have been seen in the Deep Woods wearing human clothing, and wolves howling to each other in some grim parliament. They have shown a terrible intelligence when fighting humans - hitting men carrying flashlights to blind them in the dark, making man-like noises to lure unwary travelers, and otherwise making it clear that the forest is theirs. Many kill not to feed - but to terrify the human survivors. The Forest is full of monsters - and the Forest is everywhere. Riley Quinn was only about two months old at the Millennium. His parents, Casey and Peyton Smith-Quinn, lived in North Bay when he was born - their home was a mansion, small by the standards of the neighborhood, but spacious enough after the relative poverty of their youths in Mississippi. Maybe because they came from poverty themselves, with a history of dealing with emergency situations, they took action promptly on that terrible night of the 31st as the news of threatening global destruction came. When the Forest Primeval hit Freedom City, they had taken shelter at the nearby Raymond Nuclear Plant where his mother worked as a plant nuclear engineer, trusting in its solid construction to save them. And it did, to an extent - the Forest devoured the plant, too, but fate, radioactivity, and maybe just good engineering kept Raymond together. An oak tree's sudden growth shattered one reactor and a scrub pine forest sent one cooling tower cascading to the Earth in a deadly shower of debris, but quick hands prevented a meltdown and even kept electricity pumping from the plant's generators. It was a natural place to send refugees in the early days before the true horror of the situation had settled in. Riley doesn't remember much about those days, but he's heard the stories a thousand times. The way the refugees at the power plant first scavenged for food, then began growing crops in their own right in the hastily-converted greenhouses. The way desperate engineers babied a wounded power plant, keeping two of five nuclear reactors alive and producing life-giving electricity even a decade and a half after the end of the world. The way they built a school, and a chapel, and a clinic, and a hospital out of the old plant, building an outpost to human dreams in the middle of an inhuman wilderness. The days when the Ferals hit the fences almost daily. The crack of gunfire, then of melee weapons, again and again. The heroic sacrifice of Lady Liberty, who finally succumbed to infection days after her last battle with the group of Feral metahuman teenagers who had so often led attacks against the reactors, willing to poison the whole city to stop the power plant. The horrific screams from Lonely Point as what had been the populations of Bayview and Port Regal, backed by a rampaging Feral Captain Thunder broke through the defenses. His father, whose cancer could have been easily caught five years earlier, and his grave in the old plant garden. Riley is almost certain he can remember his father's voice. For various reasons, Riley grew up dissatisfied with his lot in life. He had ample reason for this, raised in a community at the edges of a world murdered by the Forest Primeval. He knew how lucky they were, especially compared to other survivor communities that lacked things like power, machine shops, and other tools providing some echo of what had once been modern life, but he also knew from his exploration of the (long-since-picked-over) homes near the Raymond site just how much they'd lost. So he dreamed, in between schoolhouse lessons and chapel prayers, between working in the greenhouse and going fishing, of the world that had been lost - and the wonders that had once been his birthright. But most of all, when he climbed the long-deserted Cooling Tower #4 and looked out at tree-skewered Freedom, he dreamed of the lost city of Freedom, and wondered what secrets lay within. Now these were no small dreams in the Raymond community, not when once a year or so someone would zone out and be sucked into the Maddening Wild, wandering into the Forest Primeval to either be eaten by animals or join the Ferals. So he kept them to himself as he got older, instead learning his mother's engineering skills with the idea of one day taking her place managing the reactors. But boys will be boys - by day he read technical manuals and worked in the machine shop, and by night he studied old city maps and the notes of those few explorers who had survived the journey into Freedom Primeval. On his fifteenth birthday, he presented himself to the Security Force as a volunteer for the Woodsmen, a dangerous, but highly valued part of life in their little community given the number of things the community's technology needed to survive - and how valuable the remaining scraps of super-tech scattered through the city still were. His mother wasn't happy - but after he demonstrated his skills at climbing and hunting, at marksmanship and hiding, even she couldn't say no. Freedom Primeval was everything he'd dreamed - beautiful and terrifying, wonderful and dangerous, marvelous and lethal. He rested in the shade of the oak trees that had split Freedom Hall in half; he battled the wolf colony that had taken over lost Lincoln. He fought a desperate battle against the Feral pack in Bayview; he prayed beneath the pine tree cathedral in St. Sebastian's Church. From his fellow Woodsmen, he learned how to sneak and survive in the city, how to hunt and fish to keep himself alive (skills he'd already begun to learn in Raymond), and how to navigate the ruined metropolis. He also learned how to kill - building his own crossbow, he was able to fend off attacks from bears, wolves, and other of the too-clever, too-wise beasts roaming Freedom City. And the unclever beasts too - the savage, cannibalistic Ferals who might once have been people. It was grim work; but it was war. No - it was survival. At the beginning of summer, 2015, Riley joined his fellow Woodsmen on an especially dangerous mission - a scrounging run into the heart of the Goodman Building, loaded with vital super-technology that, suitably adapted as spare parts, could potentially keep the Raymond reactors running for another decade and a half. But the risk was great. The Atom children had survived the Forest Primeval, though tree damage had eventually destroyed their grandfather's systems - but become a particularly bloodthirsty pack of Ferals. But the risk was greater than the Woodsmen knew - the Atom pack had, by whatever inhuman, unholy means, _bred_ - and a pack of Feral, superpowered younglings waited inside the tree-ruined building to greet them. Separated from the rest and trying to tune out the screams of horror he heard from his fellows, Riley ran. Fleeing down a darkened, overgrown emergency stair, he found his way blocked and so ducked inside what turned out to be a long-abandoned, nearly pristine research laboratory. Fascinated by the discovery, Riley locked the doors behind him and wandered through what had once been Alexander Atom's sanctum sanctorum. He was particularly fascinated by one particular piece of technology; a big, circular, open disc mounted in the middle of the room - one that he realized with some shock still was powered up! Succumbing to temptation, he pressed a few buttons, bringing the big machine to life with a whine of long-dead circuits and the sudden sound of alarms! At the sound of fists pounding on the door he'd locked behind him and against the inhuman shrieks outside, Riley hefted his crossbow and dived through the hole to take up a firing position on the other side. Except he found himself somewhere else entirely. The Goodman Building had seen its share of dimensional refugees before and while Riley (or 'Woodsman' as he called himself initially, with vague memories of watching some old war movies on the projector in his school) was different than others, there was nothing particularly alien about him compared to some of the visitors they'd seen. He was kept in isolation for nearly two weeks, both to make sure he was no longer violent (he had made free use of his crossbow to try and escape the populated, brightly-lit, tree-free laboratory he'd stumbled into) and to make sure that whatever mysterious disaster had beset his homeworld wouldn't be coming with him. But nobody had any answers - consultants like Phantom and Harrier were unfamiliar with either the timeline he described or the kind of apocalypse that had destroyed his world's native civilization, and something seemed to make it impossible to return him to his homeworld. All attempts to trace the dimensional line that he carried with him led to tangled snarls along the generally smooth course of the Cosmic Coil. Being unable to go home was hard. He knew his mother, his fellow Woodsmen, and his people would think he was dead - devoured by the Atom pack. And how strange it was to see them, alive and well, in a healthy, thriving city full of living human beings! As much as he missed home, he loved this place. He avidly read every book he could get his hands on and (once he learned how to use modern computers) and soon found himself taking online high school classes to keep up. He was behind in a lot of areas, but not too far behind - and determined to make up for lost ground as soon as possible. If he couldn't go home yet, and if even this world full of living cities and heroes had no answers for him, he could at least make himself better here. Once he was out of isolation, he could even go to the building's gym, where he kept himself in shape by exercise and drill, determined not to lose a step when he made it back home. Riley was so focused on learning about Earth-Prime that he barely noticed when it was time to move out. He was shocked by the thought; where could he possibly go? But then his counselor told him remarkable news - news that in retrospect he could immediately have expected. On this world, Riley Smith and his mother Peyton lived in their North Bay mansion just as they always had after his father had divorced his mother six years earlier. (And what a strange thought that was!) And that other Peyton, upon learning that a dimension-lost version of her son was in Freedom City, had thrown open her doors to that other Riley. They talked by email, then by phone, Riley a little surprised by his counterpart's voice - had he been born different in this universe? Riley and Riley met in one of the Goodman Building's rec rooms - Riley was reading a book while his counterpart, noticeably taller and heavier, entered the room, his sharp suit a contrast to Riley's flannel shirt, windbreaker, and jeans - all of them clothes he'd taken with him from his own planet. Riley met the eyes of his counterpart, saw his mustache and goatee, heard his deep-voiced, tentative greeting, and despite himself blurted out a question that, months later, still embarrasses him. "Jesus! How did you grow a mustache?!" Riley had read about his condition in pre-Millennium books, of course - in the old days, men born with women's bodies had treated themselves with testosterone, the male hormone. But synthetic testosterone was out of reach of Raymond's medical facilities (an expanded version of the old plant's emergency clinic) and crystallizing it from other men was an idea that made him nervous. So he'd resigned himself to a lifetime of bulky clothing over tight bindings, and probably never getting so much as a girlfriend, much less getting married. But in the Prime reality, the chemicals were readily available - with a doctor's prescription, anyway. His double had come out to his parents at the age of 12 and had been transitioning (a whole new word!) ever since - and had been on hormones for years. This really was, he decided the first time he took a hormone shot, a wonderful dimension. But of course it wasn't as easy as that. The two Rileys sharing a room was not the same as having a sibling; it was like having a shadow, and an alien one, at that. Riley-Prime was a smart kid on the school academic challenge team, a member of the Gay-Straight Alliance on campus and a future nuclear engineer. The other Riley was restless and angular, sleeping on the floor or a rope hammock, roaming the rooftops by night and converting the basement into a lab to rebuild his crossbow. One Riley had lost his beloved father to cancer and an early grave; the other Riley had lost his father to divorce when he was in his early teens. (It had been acrimonious - Casey hardly saw his family anymore) Competing for a mother's love, both of them young men going through changes, they clashed - and finally they fought. Healthy and strong though he was, Riley-Prime was no trained fighter; and the Riley from offworld hadn't learned to pull his punches. The loss of his temper, the feeling of boiling, surging rage, and the look on Peyton's face all came together to make Riley feel for a frightening moment like he'd gone Feral - like he was the barbarian his counterpart had accused him of being. He grabbed his crossbow and jumped out his window, vanishing into the North Bay night over the alien sound of arriving sirens. Running away from the angry, frightened reflection of his mother, Riley roamed the city for four days, scrounging to survive and even stealing a dose of synthetic testosterone, before Bowman tracked him down and gave him two pieces of news. One was that his mother, and even his counterpart, had forgiven him - his counterpart had even reluctantly admitted to provoking him into the fight, even though Riley was pretty sure that had been all him. The other piece of news came from Bowman himself. He'd tracked Riley through the city and been impressed by his stealth and ability to survive - and had helped clean up after Riley had used some well-placed speciality crossbow bolts to take down a gang who'd been harassing homeless kids by the airport. Bowman couldn't help Riley figure out where he fit in on Earth-Prime, but he could make a suggestion - there was this school Bowman himself had graduated from... Personality and Motivation: Riley is at heart a good kid, an upright human being who does his best to do the right thing almost all of the time. He wants desperately to learn all he can about this world and take back what he's learned if he ever manages to find his way back to his native timeline; or even better, to find out exactly what it was that destroyed the Earth of his youth to make sure it doesn't happen here - and can perhaps be undone on his homeworld. He likes a good joke, as long as nobody seriously gets hurt, and doesn't even mind being the subject of them. In some respects, he's the perfect Claremont student. In other respects, though, the young man has demons. There are the nightmares, of course, of hordes of bloody-faced Ferals sweeping through the windows and tearing him, his friends, and everyone else to pieces; the inner voices that drive him out of bed at night to patrol the streets of this strange Freedom. And it's hard for him not to resent the people around him sometimes, especially the pretty kids with pretty superpowers, who have lived all their life in luxury and think that a broken nail means real suffering. He bottles that temper up, disgusted by the rage he feels, but being sixteen and going through some hormonal changes, it's impossible for him to bite that rage back forever. And he's not well-suited to picking fistfights with people who can benchpress cars. Powers and Tactics: Woodsman is primarily a sniper - in a confrontation, his first instinct will be to climb up to a secure spot, conceal himself, and then make free with crossbow bolts at targets below. He'll stay mobile in a long battle, moving from location to location to avoid detection. When facing groups, he'll target obvious leaders or alpha creatures, the better to throw off the others (this works particularly well for Ferals, who will sometimes turn on their wounded in a blood frenzy.) Armored-looking creatures get an impervium arrow aimed right at their vitals. If faced with an enemy he can't reliably hurt, he'll use his magnesium-tipped flare arrow or his smoke/stink-bomb arrow to blind, confuse, or otherwise keep his targets from tracking his escape. His crossbow is a modified hunting crossbow, heavily customized by him in a basement laboratory. It uses a repeating action on the ancient Chinese model (albeit with a metal rather than wooden body) with a built-in arbalest-style crank if he needs real penetrating power (albeit at the cost of mobility). Almost all the bolts he uses are modified in some way, often with some explosive at the tip - repeating crossbows have little power, and so need some help. If forced into melee, he'll make free with his hatchet, hacking and striking his way free before making his escape that way. In combat, or expecting combat, he always has at least two magazines at his hip, and one mounted in the bow itself. He wears his hatchet on his left side for a quick draw. He has trouble in confrontations in the open given the nature of his chosen weapon and his combat experience - and with the non-lethal fighting style he's learning at Claremont. In the world of his birth, fighting and hunting isn't a place where you pull punches - not when your weapons are drawn, anyway. Complications: Breakaway: Other Riley and Other Mom are Riley's only family on Earth-Prime - but his relationship there is complicated. Dark Side: Riley has a temper. Mr. Know-It-All: Riley has lived a much more independent life than most teenagers from Earth-Prime and has some issues with going along with others. My Life Would Suck Without You: Riley misses home - and might make mistakes if confronted with the ability to make it back there. Never Again: Too-smart animals, too-insane people; Beasts and Ferals, and all the things like them - these are the stuff of Riley's nightmares, and he may make mistakes when confronted with their like on Earth-Prime. People Like Us: Riley is a black trans teen - and pretty put off by how these are all social problems in what's supposed to be the happy, shiny world of Earth-Prime. Stronger: Riley doesn't like being shown up by people with powers. Abilities: 6 + 12 + 4 + 6 + 6 + 4 = 38PP Strength 16 (+3) Dexterity 22 (+6) Constitution 14 (+2) Intelligence 16 (+3) Wisdom 16 (+3) Charisma 14 (+2) Combat: 28 + 20 = 48PP Initiative: +10 Attack: +14, +15 Hatchet, +16 Ranged Grapple: +17 Defense: +16 (+10 Base, +6 Dodge Focus), +5 Flat-Footed Knockback: -2/-1 flat-footed, -3/-2 with costume Saving Throws: 4 + 6 + 5 = 15PP Toughness: +6/+4/+2 (+2 Protection, +2 Defensive Roll, +2 Con) Fortitude: +6 (+2 Con, +4) Reflex: +12 (+6 Dex, +6) Will: +8 (+3 Wis, +5) Skills: 120R = 30PP Acrobatics 6 (+12) Climb 7 (+10) Skill Mastery Craft (Chemical) 2 (+5) Craft (Electronic) 2 (+5) Craft (Mechanical) 7 (+10) Handle Animal 8 (+10) Intimidate 12 (+14) Knowledge (Tactics) 7 (+10) Knowledge (Technology) 7 (+10) Medicine 2 (+5) Notice 14 (+17) Skill Mastery Search 7 (+10) Sense Motive 9 (+12) Stealth 14 (+20) Skill Mastery Swim 2 (+5) Survival 13 (+16) Skill Mastery Feats: 32PP Acrobatic Bluff Attack Focus (Ranged) 2 Challenge (Fast Startle) Defensive Roll 1 Dodge Focus 6 Equipment 3 Evasion 2 Hide in Plain Sight Improved Initiative Improved Ranged Disarm Improvised Tools Inventor Luck Master Plan Power Attack Precise Shot 2 Quick Draw Skill Mastery (Climb, Notice, Stealth, Survival) Startle Takedown Attack Track (Visual) Uncanny Dodge (auditory) Equipment: 15EP = 3PP Costume: Protection 2 (Feat: Subtle) [3EP] Hatchet: Damage 3 (Feats: Masterwork [+1 Attack], Mighty, Thrown) [6EP] Masterwork Binoculars [1EP] Masterwork Handcuffs [1EP] Masterwork Nightvision Goggles [1EP] Masterwork Medical Kit [1EP] Weighted Gauntlets: Damage 1 (Feat: Mighty) [2EP] Powers: 12 + 1 + 6 = 19PP Device 4 (Repeating Crossbow, 20PP, Flaw: Easy to Lose) [12PP] Trick Arrow Array 8 (16DP, Feats: Alternate Powers 4) [20DP] Base: Blast 6 (augmented bolts, Feats: Improved Crit 2, Variable Descriptor 2 [Chemical/Ballistic/Bludgeoning/Concussive/Piercing/Slashing]) {16/16} AP: Blast 6 (poison, Extra: Linked [Drain], Flaw: Unreliable [5 Uses/Day], Feats: Improved Crit 2, Incurable, Variable Descriptor 1 [Chemical]) + Drain Dexterity 6 (Extras: Linked [Drain], Secondary Effect, Flaw: Unreliable [5 uses/daily]) {10 + 6 =16/16} AP: Blast 11 (what's a box gonna do?, Extras: Area [General, Burst], Flaw: Unreliable 2 [1 Use/Day], Feats: Variable Descriptor 2 [Chemical/Ballistic/Bludgeoning/Concussive/Piercing/Slashing) {16/16} AP: Dazzle 6 (stinkbomb, visual and olfactory, Flaw: Unreliable 1 [5 Uses/Day], Feats: Improved Crit 2, Variable Descriptor 2 [Chemical/Ballistic/Bludgeoning/Concussive/Piercing/Slashing]) {16/16} AP: Speed 1 (grapple line, 10 MPH/100' per Move Action) + Super-Movement 3 (Swinging, Wall-Crawling 2) {7/16} Feature 1 (From Another Dimension) [1PP] Gadgets 1 (Hunter's Arsenal; 5PP Variable Power, Any One Power At A Time; Extra: Duration [Continuous]; Flaws: Hard-To-Lose) [6PP] DC Block: ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC 18 Tou Bruised/Injured Augmented Bolts Ranged DC 21 Tou Bruised/Injured Penetrating Fire Ranged DC 21 Tou Bruised/Injured [Penetrating 6, as DMG 12] Flash Bolt Ranged DC 16 Ref/Fort Blinded Weighted Gauntlets Touch DC 19 Tou Bruised/Injured Totals: Abilities (38) + Combat (48) + Saving Throws (15) + Skills (30) + Feats (32) + Powers (19) - Drawbacks (0) = 182/183 Power Points

We have made a minor, and optional change, to character sheets. Three new items are added in the beginning section. These are: Residence: (Optional) Where the character normally resides / lives (if anywhere). Base of Operations: (Optional) Where the character primarily operates (e.g. Headquarters location), if anywhere. Catchphrase: (Optional) e.g. "Its Clobberin' Time", "By the Power Cosmic!", "Hulk Smash!" etc. You need not use any of these. However, the first two are useful reference points for threads and players, and are very recommended to help everybody (even, potentially, yourself). The third is purely for fun, but is also comic-book awesome! Please consider these for any new PC/NPC submission. If you are making character edits, also consider using these in the next update (we would rather not edit a sheet just to include this, as the ref team are lazy oafs, but you may wish to consider adding them in next time you add in a few extra PP spent!)