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Sun Dragon Power Level: 10/13 (180/197PP) Unspent Power Points: 17 Trade-Offs: +2 Toughness / -2 Defence In Brief: Prince of a fiery new nation, come to bring freedom to the world. Catchphrase: "By boiling blood!" Theme: Legend of Korra OST: Red Lotus Theme Alternate Identity: Leroy Remilikun Ransom-Conte, 'Larry' Birthplace: New Atlantis City, Earth-W Tech 94527 Residence: Freedom City, Earth-Prime Base of Operations: Claremont Academy, Lantern Hill(803 Aperson Ave.) Occupation: Prince, philanthropist Affiliations: Claremont Academy, New Atlantis, Family: Amatekon Ransome-Kuti(mother), Lafenwa Moko(father), Sola Oluseyi(father), Lavernius Conte(father, blood), Leroy Conte(uncle), Siblings by age: 30-25 Olokuye Ransom-Moko(elder sister), Olokode Ransom-Moko(elder sister), Olukoju Ransom-Seyi(elder sister), Olufon Ransom-Moko(elder sister), 24-20 Olaore Ransom-Seyi(elder sister), Olaiunu Ransom-Moko(elder sister), Oludotan Ransom-Seyi(elder sister), Olukoraiwa Ransom-Seyi(elder sister), 19-10 Olagoke Ransom-Moko(elder sister), Oluyemi Ransom-Moko(elder sister), Olutoye Ransom-Moko(younger sister), 9 Oloroo Ransom-Conte(younger sister) Description: Age: 16 (DOB: August 10th, 2002) Apparent Age: Mid-teens Ethnicity: Yoruban Nigerian/African-American Height: 6'5"/1.98m Weight: 210lbs/95.25kg Eyes: Gold Hair: Black Like all his family Leroy is a pillar of chiseled muscle and bone, sleek and powerful, with three claw-like scars gashing his face diagonally from under his eyes to his jawline. His skin is otherwise smooth and flawless, the only other markings are golden tattoos of fire and dragons festooning his body. His hair is cut close into a Caesar on top and shaved meticulously at the sides and back, the geometric effect lending an almost inhuman look. He's unguarded and animated in movement and expression with a smile for everyone, a helping hand at the ready and sparkling eyes. Even in battle he's anything but solemn, laughing or cursing roundly, throwing everything into every action. He's possessed of seemingly limitless energy and passion. His voice has a strong Nigerian accent, particular to the coastal delta region, but with a pronunciation that to Atlanteans is instantly familiar. His clothing matches his personality, brilliant colors in fantastical arrangements, with tunics, robes and trousers cut and styled in fractals of every conceivable color, the most common being blue, red and yellow. He usually goes barefoot, and when not wears sandals strapped at the knees. He rarely, if ever, gives any consideration for the weather. On campus he wears the Claremont school uniform, though modified to resemble the private school's original three-piece suit in rich blue and dazzling gold. As Sun Dragon, he uses his powers to shape a suit of black armor veined with yellow, a black featureless helmet concealing his face. A winged yellow starburst serves as an insignia. History: Leroy Ransom-Conte was born into a world at peace. Earth-W Tech 2 has never known war, crime, fear or hate. The best and brightest use powers as disparate as sorcery and cybernetics to create a better world for all, guided by the world's leader, his mother Amatekon. Amatekon is a former hero of Earth-Prime's Silver Age, a psychic warrior called Lioness who used her powers to make herself nigh-invulnerable and protect the innocent across West Africa. However, during the troubles of the 60's and 70's, and as she grew to better understand the deep roots of fear festering at the heart of humanity, she began to despair of making any lasting change. Growing convinced that only a new world, a totally new way of life, could demolish the prejudices and hate she met every day, Amatekon set out to find a new home for humanity. She found one in an Earth slowly sinking into the global ocean, its core failing and the only human inhabitants a failing branch of the Atlanteans. With her powers and their technology Amatekon drew forth and tamed dragons from the mantle, forging a lasting friendship between them and her followers. Together they reignited the core, reclaimed land from the seas and established the great capital of New Atlantis. Discovering that her deeds partly matched the religious lore of her Yoruban ancestors, Amatekon also learned that by fulfilling and embodying prophecies and mythic archetypes she could attain even greater power, making her dreams that much more attainable. Focusing on Earths ruled by tyranny, the Lioness made a point of destroying such regimes and giving those oppressed the option of joining her in her new world. As a result, her power grew by leaps and bounds. With billions of minds working at once, the technology, magic and natural talents available to New Atlantis soon outstripped that powers much older could muster. But after years on her own Amatekon was lonely, the enormous pressures of her new life were almost overwhelming and she'd grown to miss her old home. So, starting in the early 1980's, she began making trips back to Earth-Prime, discretely searching for like-minded souls. During one such excursion she met her first and second husbands, Lafenwa and Sola, via foiling an attempted assassination of President Shagari by New Freedom super-assassins. The three had clicked immediately during the defense and the two men, with powers of their own, found her vision of a new Earth compelling. Together they moved to Earth-2. where they began raising a family alongside the patient work of creating a whole new civilization. Amatekon returned to Earth-Prime several times since then, spreading her message and lending support where she felt her presence wasn't destabilizing or made the local community a target. One such event was the day the Centurion died, where during the cleanup and recovery she met her third husband. Leroy's father was the brother of Leroy Conte, the Golden Marvel, a light-wielding superhero who in the late 80's and 90's fought crime in Freedom City. Unlike Lavernius, a gentle and dedicated music teacher, Leroy seethed at the injustices of life in Lincoln and the crooks in costumes or suits pushing people around. His brother was arrested and imprisoned for killing one of his rogues' gallery, and soon after came the Terminus Invasion of 1993. His life destroyed and his family gone, Lavernius attended one of Amatekon's rallies advertising "Earth-2" hoping to catch some of the renewed love of life other Freedonians had. He and the would-be savior met, and to the surprise of both became fascinated with each other. Lavernius' resilience despite his weakness, tragic past and drive for excellence in his art appealed to the romantic in her, and her ideals of self-direction and freedom from the past struck a powerful chord in him. He decided to stay on his world, partly to advocate for his brother, but maintained a relationship with Amatekon that grew into marriage in 2000. Thanks to her, he unlocked powers similar to his brother's, though nowhere near as strong, and after the rally began a productive career teaching music at Freedom School for the Arts in Southside, visiting his wife and her two other husbands regularly. Leroy Ransom-Conte was born the 12th child and first son of Amatekon, and ever since his earliest days there were murmurs. As he quickly became all-too aware, he was smaller and weaker by far than his siblings, all of whom took after their titanic mother, without their talents for art, science, the mysteries of magic or the mind. He was older than any of his sisters when he bonded with his dragon, and worst of all his powers weren't developing along nearly the right lines, gravity instead of light answering his commands, despite inducing mutations via exposure to the realm of the Phoros, the living stars. Amatekon was determined he would be cared for and find a place where his talents could be nurtured, encouraging him to practice with his siblings and teaching them to respect disparate levels of strength. Noticing his fascination with tactics and historical revolutionaries, she tutored him herself before arranging for longer-term studies on Earth-Prime, where she hopes he will become a rallying point for her movement. Claremont Academy was the natural choice, the crucible where the future of the superhuman establishment is forged. In the fall of 2018, over forty years since his mother embarked on great experiment, Sun Dragon set out on his own. Personality & Motivation: Leroy is blessed with the confidence and goodwill to all that comes from living in a utopia, but with a vein of steel from being brought up with the expectation of defending that shining realm against an omniverse of threats. He's not blind to the ways people try and trick or hurt others for their own gain, but his upbringing keeps his eyes firmly on the reason why crime seemed so appealing in the first place. Earth-Prime has its virtues, even if he won't easily admit to them, but the systemic flaws driving people to choose between morals and living feed a constant low-level simmering anger at the injustice going seemingly unchallenged. On top of that, Leroy is here on a mission. He's easy to befriend but he's looking constantly for allies he can win to his mother's cause. Yet the very fact that it's his mother's cause, not his, is slowly growing a seed of doubt at his place in the wider plan. Most of all Leroy is devoted to his dragon, Dio, his closest and truest friend. He's arrogant, but not so much that he doesn't appreciate the help and camaraderie the two give each other. Powers & Tactics: Sun Dragon charges into the fray, using the appearance of careless bravado to conceal a ruthless eye for denying his enemies their advantages and giving his allies a winning edge. He prefers to fight in tandem with Dio, the pair working to keep their foes off their feet and under constant fire. His command of gravity gives Sun Dragon potentially limitless options for one-on-one and larger fights, but his progress in unlocking his full power is slow, and he runs a frequent risk of over-extending himself. Power Descriptions: Sun Dragon's powers manifest in two ways: as a massive shift in local gravity, visibly distorting the air around him and any affected by his powers, or else in flashes of searing light. The former is most obvious when he lends others his power of self-propelled flight, with air and particles of matter caught between his gravitational pull and that of the planet. His power of light is only seen in the hard-light shell he's learned to reflexively don, its assertion highlighted by light visibly warping and bending around him. Complications: Anger: Leroy was brought up never to ignore injustice or wrongdoing...and now literally cannot. Bound: Sun Dragon would never willingly abandon his dragon Dio for any reason. Darkness: Sun Dragon is paralyzed with fear in the dark, and struggles to enter places with dim or no light. Enemies: Though he's largely unaware of it, New Atlantis is based on the conquest of other worlds, and Sun Dragon is a much softer target than most of his family. Mission: Sun Dragon is here both to find people interested in leaving Earth-Prime for Earth-2, and to free his uncle from prison. Almost all he does is bent around those two goals, and setbacks are exceptionally hard. Responsibility (Family): Living up to his parents' expectations is of paramount importance to Leroy. Failure is devastating and not to be accepted. Responsibility (Powers): Sun Dragon's power over gravity has potential for enormous destruction if used incorrectly, something he's been sheltered from. Temptation (Power): Anything that seems like it will make Sun Dragon more like how he's "supposed" to be, in powers and in physical strength, is nearly irresistible. Abilities: 8 + 4 + 8 + 4 + 4 + 6 = 34 PP Strength 30/18 (+10/+4) Dexterity 14 (+2) Constitution 18 (+4) Intelligence 14 (+2) Wisdom 14 (+2) Charisma 16 (+3) Combat: 6 + 8 = 14 PP Attack: +3 (+10 Melee) Defense: +8 (+4 Base, +4 Dodge Focus), +2 Flat-Footed Initiative: +2 Grapple: +37/+20/+10 Knockback: -6/-2 Saving Throws: 4 + 4 + 5 = 13 PP Toughness: +12/+4 (+4 CON, +8 Protection) Fortitude: +8 (+4 CON, +4) Reflex: +6 (+2 DEX, +4) Will: +7 (+2 WIS, +5) Skills: 60r = 15 PP Diplomacy 8 (+11/+15 w Attractive)Skill Mastery Gather Information 7 (+10) Handle Animal 3 (+5) Intimidate 12 (+15)Skill Mastery Knowledge (physical sciences) 3 (+5) Knowledge (tactics) 8 (+10)Skill Mastery Notice 8 (+10)Skill Mastery Ride 3 (+5) Sense Motive 8 (+10) Feats: 58PP All-Out Attack Attack Focus (Melee) 7 Attractive Benefit 4 (use Knowledge [tactics] for Initiative), Native (Earth-2 ('Ife', Earth-W Tech 95427))), Status (Dragon Prince of Earth-Ife), Wealth 1 Challenge (Fast Startle) Defensive Attack Dodge Focus 4 Interpose Luck Master Plan Move-By Action Power Attack Sidekick 30 (Dio, 150PP) Skill Mastery (Diplomacy, Intimidate, Knowledge [Tactics], Notice) Startle Uncanny Dodge (audio) Powers: 2 + 12 + 22 + 9 + 8 + 1 = 54 PP All powers have the Cosmic descriptor along with any others given Comprehend 2 (Root language learning; Languages 2 (Understand all, Read all, Speak one at a time; Flaws: Unreliable) [2PP] Training Enhanced Strength 12 (Super-Dense Cells) [12 PP] Biology Flight 5 (Personal Gravity Well; 100 MPH/1,000 ft. per round; Extras: Affects Others, Area; Feats: Dynamic, Dynamic Alternate Power) [22 PP] Gravity DAP: Super-Strength 17 (Mass-Shifting; as STR 47, +85 to Carrying Capacity rank [95/89]); Flaws: Sustained; Feats: Dynamic, Groundstrike, Shockwave)[20PP] Immunity 9 (Life Support) [9PP] Biology Protection 8 (Manifest Hard-Light Shell) [8 PP] Light Super-Senses 1 (Communication Link [Dio]) [1PP] Psychic Drawbacks: (-1) + (-4) + (-3) = -8PP Power Loss (Daka Crystals; Frequency: Uncommon(+1); Intensity: Minor(+0))[-1PP] Vulnerability(Magic, Frequency: Very Common(+3), Intensity: Moderate(+1.5 to effect DC)(+1))[-4PP] Weakness (Darkness; Frequency: Uncommon(+1); Intensity: Major(-1 to all Ability scores)(+2))[-3PP] DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC 25 Toughness Damage(Staged) Ground Strike Burst(270ft) DC 27 STR/REF Tripped Shockwave Cone(170ft) DC 25 TOU/DC17 REF/STR Damage(Staged) Totals Abilities (34) + Combat (14) + Saving Throws (13) + Skills (15) + Feats (58) + Powers (54) - Disadvantages (8) = 180/197 PP

Parhelion Power Level: 13 (as PL 8, 197/200PP) Unspent Power Points: 3 Trade-Offs: None. In Brief: Prince of an interdimensional union, come to bring freedom to Earth-Prime. Catchphrase: "What?" Theme: Shadowkeep OST: Salvation Alternate Identity: Leroy Remilikun Ransome-Conte, 'Li'(childhood nickname) Birthplace: New Atlantis City, Earth-W Tech 94527 Residence: Freedom City, Earth-Prime Base of Operations: Claremont Academy Occupation: Prince, philanthropist Affiliations: Claremont Academy, New Atlantis, Family: Amatekon Ransome-Kuti(mother), Lafenwa Moko(father), Sola Oluseyi(father), Lavernius Conte(father, blood), Leroy Conte(uncle), Siblings by age: Older by 8-12 years Olokuye Ransome-Moko(elder sister), Olokode Ransome-Moko(elder sister), Olukoju Ransome-Seyi(elder sister), Olufon Ransome-Moko(elder sister), Older by 2 to 6 years Olaore Ransome-Seyi(elder sister), Olaiunu Ransome-Moko(elder sister), Oludotan Ransome-Seyi(elder sister), Olukoraiwa Ransome-Seyi(elder sister), Two deceased brothers, Equal age or 1 year difference Olagoke Ransome-Moko(elder sister), Oluyemi Ransome-Moko(elder sister) Younger Olutoye Ransome-Moko(younger sister), Oloroo Ransome-Conte(younger sister, blood) Description: Age: 17 (DOB: August 10th, 2002) Apparent Age: Late teens Ethnicity: Yoruban Nigerian/African-American Height: 6'5"/1.98m Weight: 205lbs/95.25kg Eyes: Gold Hair: Black Like all his family Leroy is a pillar of chiseled muscle and bone, sleek and powerful, with three claw-like scars gashing his face diagonally from under his eyes to his jawline. His skin is otherwise smooth and flawless, the only other markings are golden tattoos of fire and dragons festooning his body. His hair is long and bejewled, hanging to his back in thick curls and rope-like braids meshed in precious metals or glittering with precious stones. He's unguarded and animated in movement and expression with a smile for everyone, a helping hand at the ready and sparkling eyes. Even in battle he's anything but solemn, laughing or cursing roundly, throwing everything into every action. He's possessed of seemingly limitless energy and passion. His voice has a strong Nigerian accent, particular to the coastal delta region, but with a pronunciation that to Atlanteans is instantly familiar. His clothing matches his personality, brilliant colors in fantastical arrangements, with tunics, robes and trousers cut and styled in fractals of every conceivable color, the most common being blue, red and yellow. He usually goes barefoot, and when not wears sandals strapped at the knees. He rarely, if ever, gives any consideration for the weather. On campus he wears the Claremont school uniform, though modified to resemble the private school's original three-piece suit in rich blue and dazzling gold. As Parhelion, he uses his powers to shape a suit of crystalline black armor made from 'black diamond', actually a sheathe of extremely high-density ambient light and radiation energy. History: Leroy was born the third son and 13th child to the ruler of Earth-2, a dimension incorporating many Earths into one massive civilization. As a child he wandered the wild and monster-haunted worlds without fear, guarded by three of his mother's oldest friends. From the Rings of Refuge where the greatest of monsters can learn to be kind again, to the subterranean empires of the dragons, he went on countless adventures, making friends seemingly everywhere he went. His future seemed bright and certain. However, it soon became clear that he was not on the path to the One Power, the power underpinning the cosmos, the power that, as child of the leader to untold billions, he must have to be worthy of any status. When his efforts proved so feeble he needed a Phoros, one of the living stars, planted into his heart to grant him any powers at all, his fate was sealed. His friends were commanded to forget him, and he was restricted to New Atlantis so as not to become a liability. His mother's mind changed, however, when she heard about Claremont Academy, the crucible on her homeworld of Earth-Prime where new heroes were forged. Shortly after his 16th birthday Leroy and his dragon, the acolyte he had named Dio, departed for another world. Taught that his mother's homeworld languished under shadow and evil, Leroy wasn't expecting to find friends, a new faith and even true love there, but now that he has he needs to start answering some hard questions. Time isn't standing still, and his dreams won't happen on their own. He's no longer the Sun Dragon, now he is the reflection and herald of a greater brilliance. The Sun Dog, the Parhelion. Personality & Motivation: Leroy is passionate about everything he does, rarely solemn or even really calm unless there's something seriously wrong with him. He wants to love everybody, thinking that the only way for others to accept him is if he accepts everyone else unconditionally, but is slowly coming to understand that sometimes you just can't get along with someone else and making allowances for someone into infinity does nobody any good. This comes close on a deeper realization that he's not the sort of person his culture wants him to be on almost any level, from his fervent new faith to his total unsuitability or interest as a warrior. He doesn't want to kill or conquer, but that's the very foundation of his civilization. His relationship with Judy Cahill has especially changed his attitude. The women in his life had all been both physically and spiritually imposing, powerful beyond reckoning and singularly-devoted to their path to the One Power. That someone can be so opposite to that and still be strong internally, still determined to protect the weak and do good in the universe, has awakened Leroy to ideas he still doesn't understand. He's not yet matured, however, merely changing the absolute centre of his universe from his mother to the unbelievably idealized version of Judy he firmly believes is her true self. Powers & Tactics: Parhelion charges into the fray, using the appearance of careless bravado to conceal a ruthless eye for denying his enemies their advantages and giving his allies a winning edge. He prefers to fight in tandem with Dio, the pair working to keep their foes off their feet and under constant fire. His command of gravity gives Sun Dragon potentially limitless options for one-on-one and larger fights, but his progress in unlocking his full power is slow, and he runs a frequent risk of over-extending himself. Power Descriptions: Parhelion's powers manifest in two ways: as a massive shift in local gravity, visibly distorting the air around him and any affected by his powers, or else in flashes of searing light. The former is most obvious when he lends others his power of self-propelled flight, with air and particles of matter caught between his gravitational pull and that of the planet. His power over gravity has extended to the creation of the superficially crystalline 'black diamonds', actually hyper-condensed forms of energy that act as solid interfaces between dimensions, allowing the transmission, storage and spontaneous creation of nearly any other form of energy. This naturally includes solid, liquid and gas phases of matter. As well, Sun Dragon's internal biology has been extensively altered, granting him enormous strength, ability to survive in hostile environments and durability. Complications: Anger: Leroy was brought up never to ignore injustice or wrongdoing, beyond reason or compromise. Bound: Parhelion would never willingly abandon his dragon Dio for any reason. Darkness: Leroy is paralyzed with fear in the dark, and struggles to enter places with dim or no light. Difficult Birth: The Phoros spark placed within his body is steadily, if slowly, growing. Random power fluctuations, crippling pain or abrupt ejection into space are some of the milder side-effects. Enemies: Though he's largely unaware of it, New Atlantis is based on the violent conquest of other worlds, and Parhelion is a much softer target than most of his family. Fully-Articulated: Under the shadow of greater power all his life, Leroy cows all too easily to his perception of proper authority. Lives With His Dad: Sun Dragon lives with his dad, anti-prison activist and musical instructor Lavernius Conte, on weekends and holidays. Mission: Parhelion is here both to find people interested in leaving Earth-Prime for Earth-2, and to free his uncle from prison. Almost all he does is bent around those two goals, and setbacks are exceptionally hard. Relationship(Judy Cahill/Daystar) As boyfriend of a member of the First Family of the United States, Leroy must work carefully to keep her secret safe from the myriad of enemies who would be all too happy to know about it. Responsibility(Family): Living up to his parents' expectations is of paramount importance to Leroy. Failure is devastating and not to be accepted. Responsibility(Powers): Parhelion power over gravity has potential for enormous destruction if used incorrectly, something he's been sheltered from. Temptation(Power): Anything that seems like it will make Leroy more like how he's "supposed" to be, in powers and in physical strength, is nearly irresistible. Abilities: 16 + 4 + 16 + 4 + 4 + 8 = 52 PP Strength 26 (+8) Dexterity 14 (+2) Constitution 26 (+8) Intelligence 14 (+2) Wisdom 14 (+2) Charisma 16 (+3) Combat: 6 + 6 = 12 PP Attack: +3 (+8 Melee) Defense: +8 (+3 Base, +5 Dodge Focus), +2 Flat-Footed Initiative: +12 Grapple: +35 w/Super-STR, +16 w/out Knockback: -6/-2 Saving Throws: 0 + 4 + 4 = 8 PP Toughness: +8 (+8 CON, +0 [Other]) Fortitude: +8 (+8 CON, +0) Reflex: +6 (+2 DEX, +4) Will: +6 (+2 WIS, +4) Skills: 80r = 20 PP Diplomacy 8 (+11/+15 w Attractive)Skill Mastery Gather Information 7 (+10) Handle Animal 3 (+5) Intimidate 12 (+15)Skill Mastery Knowledge (Cosmology) 8 (+10) Knowledge (physical sciences) 8 (+10) Knowledge (tactics) 10 (+12)Skill Mastery Language 3 (Native: High Atlantean, Comanche, English, Yoruban) Medicine 8 (+10) Notice 8 (+10)Skill Mastery Perform(Dance) 2 (+5) Ride 3 (+5) Feats: 54PP Attack Focus (Melee) 5 Attractive Benefit 4 (use Knowledge [tactics] for Initiative), Native (Earth-2('Ife', Earth-W Tech 95427))), Status(Dragon Prince of Earth-Ife), Wealth 1) Dodge Focus 5 Fearless Inspire Interpose Leadership Luck 2 Master Plan Sidekick 30 (Dio) Skill Mastery(Diplomacy, Intimidate, Knowledge(Tactics), Notice) Startle Powers: 2 + 44 + 12 + 1 = 59 PP All powers have the Cosmic descriptor along with any others given Comprehend 2 (Root language learning; Languages 2(Understand all, Read all, Speak one at a time; Flaws: Limited(Languages from Earths))[2PP] Training Warp Array 20 (40PP Array; Feats: Alternate Power 4) [44PP] Dimensional, Gravity Dynamic Base Power: Flight 5 (Personal Gravity Well; 100 MPH/1,000 ft. per round; Extras: Affects Others, Area(Burst, 5ft per rank, 25ft radius); Feats: Dynamic, Selective, Subtle)[23 PP] + Obscure 8 (40ft Visual Concealment; Extras: Duration(Continuous), Flaws: Range(Touch); Feats: Tether) [17PP] Light AP: Create Object 20 (black diamond constructs; Extras: Affects Others, Duration [Continuous]; Flaws: Action [Full], Permanent, Range [Touch]; Feats: Extended Reach [10ft], Innate, Precise, Subtle) [24PP] + Dimensional Pocket 3 (Extras: Duration 2(Continuous; Flaws: Action 1(Full); Feats: Progression(Weight) 7(10kLbs)[16PP] AP: Immunity 80 (Lethal Damage, Flaws: Changed to Non-Lethal Damage; Non-Lethal Damage, Flaws: Limited(Half-Effect))[40PP] AP: Move Object 18 (STR: 90, Max Load: 6.4K tons; Extras: Area(General, Burst(5ft radius sphere per rank); Flaws: Limited(Direction, attract/repel); Feats: Indirect 3, Tether)[40PP] DAP: Super-Strength 19 (Mass-Shifting; as STR 45, +95 to Carrying Capacity rank(+103), Maximum Load 25k tons; Flaws: Sustained; Feats: Dynamic, Groundstrike, Shockwave)[22PP] + Drain Toughness 8 (Extras: Affects Objects; Feats: Affects Insubstantial(1/2 effect), Dimensional)[18PP] Immunity 12(Life Support, Own Powers, Sleep, Hunger/Thirst) [12PP] Biology Super-Senses 1 (Communication Link(Dio))[1PP] Psychic Drawbacks: (-1) + (-4) + (-3) = -8PP Power Loss (Daka Crystals; Frequency: Uncommon(+1); Intensity: Minor(+0))[-1PP] Vulnerability(Magic, Frequency: Very Common(+3), Intensity: Moderate(+1.5 to effect DC)(+1))[-4PP] Weakness (Darkness; Frequency: Uncommon(+1); Intensity: Major(-1 to all Ability scores)(+2))[-3PP] DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC 23 Toughness Damage(Staged) Ground Strike Burst(270ft) DC 23 STR/REF Tripped Shockwave Cone(170ft) DC 23 TOU/DC17 REF/STR Damage(Staged) Abilities (52) + Combat (12) + Saving Throws (8) + Skills (20) + Feats (54) + Powers (59) - Disadvantages (8) = 197/200 PP

Mid-January, 2020, 11.47 AM Claremont Academy, inner grounds The black monolith had risen with the white mist, the winter sunlight slowly blanching as shadows deepened and colours faded. From its sides dangled ropes of horned skulls, each the size of Dio, though that was hard to tell with him crouched behind Leroy, Judy, Ashley and Headmistress Callie Summers. Leroy's cousin had wanted to meet on the ship. Leroy had objected strenuously, and at length, and even just in its shadow the black-robed boy had grabbed Jusy's hand tight, face set behind a veil of black diamonds danging from a silver circlet perched in his long hair. "Adrian," he had whispered as the first skull came into view, "the Demon herself." He had called her that before, and other things as well, and as a diamond-shaped opening apleared and a wedge of cold crystal stretched from the wall, Judy felt his warm hand go cold and tremble. A wash of white glare spilled out, light like liquid pooling everywhere, obliterating all shadows and anything but the white. From it, three figures emerged. The first was skin and bone under a thin white robe, her grinning face lacking even eyesockets, though when she looked at you, you knew, This was the Lictor, Adrian's herald, a vampire and her oldest friend. Second was a plain white women in white armor, a bullethole in the forehead of her placid, half-asleep face. This was Claire, her nominal bodyguard. Last was the Demon, her round moon of a face scarred similar to her two-foot-shorter cousin. Square in her armor, her shoulders and back were bedecked with a furry white cloak. "A thousand thanks for your hospitality, virtuous guardians of the homeworld!" sang out the Lictor in a thin, reedy voice, "May I present the fearless, the unequaled, the conqueror of Hells, the Dhartarastra Adrian!" "Li!" Adrian sang out with a grimace, glancing curiously at the Primes, "Where can we talk? I'd like to get you back to your senses and back home sooner than later." Swallowing hard, Leroy looked at Summers like a drowning man grasping at a raft.

GM October 10th, 6PM, 2019 Riverside, the docks, the cargo freighter Viper Star At the captain's shout, the previously stunned and frightened crew dove under railings, slid back hatches or simply discarded bulky survival suits to reveal the sleek, glowing and deceptively-primitivist designs of Dakanan technology. The rustic sound of their propellor cut abruptly, replaced with the distinct thrumm of a daka-controlled propulsion system. The formerly-leisurely pace of the Viper Star noticeably jumped, the freighter turning to head for the North Bay. "I'm sorry," Captain Imamba said, thoroughly looking it, "but we can't wait until everyone who needs our help can afford it. And I can't let loyalty to Dakana stand in the way of my duty as a thinking, feeling human being. Crew, attack!" The crystal arcs crackled, red light flashed, and the air filled with the muted roar of sonic pulses hailing down on the small group of students!

OOC thread for this thread. Cruisin' for a high-tech bruisin'. @Tiffany Korta @angrydurf @Dr Archeville @Cubismo @Grumblefloof Everyone gets 1HP to start for beginning in the midst of combat without immediate cover. Captain Imamba and the crew of the Viper Star will use the Soldier stat block from the Core Rules, with the addition of the Teamwork, Improved Aim and Prone Fighting Feats. Their weapons are blasters set to the Stun Alternate Effect. Initiative rolls for the crew: 16. Block of 10 NPCs. After Initiative rolls, the crew will take a surprise round.

OOC thread for this thread. Spectre and Sun Dragn and Dio are attacked by ghosts! And it's all someone's fault! No possibility to make the Reflex save here, so everyone gets an HP. Except for you, Buddy Dio. @Darksider42

October 19th, 2019, late afternoon Claremont Academy auditorium, backstage "Whoof! That is some dust!" Leroy crawled laughing out from under a pile of fallen costumes and the hanger box they'd been stored in. In the dim, harsh light of prop storage the doublets, robes, hats, gowns and shawls seemed like a great sprawling mass of fallen humanity, struck down by some horror. The sleeves reached pitiably, shawls and hats created the shadows where faces might lurk and the robes and gowns hunched and billowed as if something was still lying within. Jumping lightly to his feet, Leroy beamed happily. "I did say we would find it, and behold: we have! Now, to select the costumes for the main parts. Jack, an oppressed farmer boy; Red Riding Hood, a child forced to care for senior citizens in leiu of proper civil programs; Cinderella, a scullion with aims to seize political power; and finally the Bakers, man and wife, seeking fertility assistance." Despite not really needing to breathe, Leroy took a breath. Smiling proudly at the titanic pile of costumes and random assorted clothes, he tossed off the robe he'd worn on the way with Max to the auditorium's backstage. Under it was his usual tunic and trousers, black and threaded with green and pink flowers. "What say we split up which character we pick for, Max? That way, we will bring our own tastes better to the fore." Kneeling at one side of the mountainous pile, he smiled across it to his schoolmate "By the by, what did you do to be set to this? I grievously burned my Farside Flan in Extrasolar Ec!" "I helped burn them." The great green dragon Dio shifted under the pile, revealing his reptilian face and spiny crest. He sounded not the least bit sorry.

OOC thread for this thread. Vox and Sun Dragon(and Dio) help clean up some dirt underneath Claremont Academy. @Dariusprime

November 9th, 2019, 5.22AM The tunnels below Claremont Academy A pair of mops and buckets filled with foaming water fell with a crash in front of Nicholas and Leroy. "Awright, cadets!" Basil Falks, scrawny and short as he was under a two-sizes-too-big set of overalls and a baseball cap that had once been blue, maybe back in 1970, still had an air of utter command as he leveled the two boys with his gimlet brown-eyed stare. "These are the evacuation and concealed movement tunnels! It's been my privilege to work in them for over a decade, but I'm getting too old to do it all by myself! That's why I picked you pups! Nick," he pointed a bony finger at the speechless spectrum-sensitive, "I know you can keep a secret, and you have a janitor's dedication and poise under all that shrinking violet business. Leroy," he pointed that same finger at the elegant otherworld prince, "you can carry things okay and I know Nick will keep you out of trouble. I don't have to repeat myself, but you will not speak of what you see down here on penalty of...on penalty of whatever it is I come up with later." "Now we're starting off with a very simple job: the exit passages out of grounds aren't much-used and need a little polishing up. I won't have some kid slipping on some patch of grease and getting eaten by zombies, no sir." He looked at one of the walls, tracing his fingers over the polished titanium, whispering "Never again..." He quirked his head like a bird at the two boys "Anyway, that's the long and short of it. Go right-left-left-left-back and you'll find the spot. Give a holler if anything's started living down there. Yes Nick, you can holler too, won't hurt my feelings to have repair work to do if it saves you kids a funeral. Now git!" With that, Basil turned on a dime and sped off down the hallways, the splendid lighting letting the duo watch him turn suddenly into a door that had definitely not been there when he started walking. Then they were alone. Picking up a bucket and mop, Leroy smiled at Nick. Even in the plainest clothes he had, a brown sideless tunic and heeled platform sandals, with his curly hair up in a bun, the clan-scarred and dragon-tattooed teenager cut an expensive figure. "So, good Nick, how wonderful to see you out of paracausal physics! Have you drunk deep of life? I will take the buckets, let us say, and you the mops?"

The day after A Changing World Daystar and Watchdog's room Well the secret was out and the world hadn't ended. Ashley and Judy were boarding a plane the next day for their flight back to DC, where the First Family would serve meals to carefully-vetted homeless families in the area. Maybe they'd come back and everything would be the same. Ashley closed her eyes and remembered the nightmare - the school in flames, children and soldiers dead, all because of her. She opened them, and saw Judy sitting on her bed, holding the family Bible she'd been reading the night before. She was back to a passage Ashley knew was important to her: "But the path of the righteous is like the light of dawn, That shines brighter and brighter until the full day." "Do you really want to do this?" Ashley asked Judy quietly. Judy glanced her way. "We haven't known Mia that long, and Leroy...Leroy may want you to tell him on his own." He may go tell everyone. Oh well, that would be one way to handle the end of the relationship. "Ah need to tell them both. Ah know them the best of anybody who is still here...and Ah love Leroy. Ah'm..." She twisted the ring on her finger. "Ah'm gonna marry Leroy, and he deserves to know the truth. Ah have mistreated him." "It wasn't your fault," Ashley added softly from where she sat on the bed. "He's a very nice boy, and he's been very good to you. But what's going to happen when this place is done?" When there was a knock at the door, Ashley got up to answer it.

November 28th, Thanksgiving Day, 2019, 8.45AM, The woods of Bayview, overlooking the lake "Felix, they are...they are dead." Leroy whispered, as if he was afraid to awaken the two men under the leaves. Both were stiff, face-down and swollen, wearing soaked and muddy winter coats, hats and scarves to ward off the approaching chill of another polar vortex. Standing over them in his loving recreation of a Puritan's costume, hat crushed between two slender fists, the chatty Dragon Prince of Earth-2 was at a loss for words for the first time all morning. Felix and Leroy had set out on a mission of mercy. With his power to conjure the mysterious black diamonds growing, Leroy had decided to set up a shelter in the woods at a homeless community he'd heard about on the Bayview Slack. "Think of it, Felix!" he had told the other boy over lunch the other day, "Heat, food, water, cleaning supplies, building materials, clothing, medicine, in any amounts and at any time! That is what being a hero should be about, changing lives for the better!" So the two had set out into the woods with samples of all those things after a trip to Bayview Mall. At Leroy's passionate insistence, they had dressed up like Puritans. Now they were standing over two ice-cold corpses, the chill wind off the Atlantic Ocean rattling in the skeletal trees above. Finding his voice, Leroy murmured "Felix...their heads...twisted around. Someone killed them." On a closer look, that suddenly became very apparent. The faces were turned to the hard earth, but their bodies faced the flat grey sky.

OOC thread for this thread. Legatus, Dio and Sun Dragon tangle with a private security kill squad targeting the homeless of Freedom City. @secondling

Claremont Academy 10:30 am, August 28th, 2019 Weather: Sunny, 77 F, Wind E 15-20 mph The visitor's parking lot was packed. A sea of people bustled amidst vehicles and toward open, shining gates. Belongings, often with grunts of effort, were loaded onto carts. Laughter echoed from caravans trickling through the main entrance and the Quad. Hand-drawn signs pointed the way, each adorned with student messages. In time, the shadows of the twin dormitories provided respite to travelers. Staff and peer counselors dotted the trail, assisting overwhelmed students on their journey. Vice-Principal Dugan was the first new face to arrivals. Her table near the gates kicked off the journey. Mr. Marquez wheeled the circuit and kept visitors on course. Mr Kuzkin and Ms. Harcourt paced about the Kord and Carter dorms, respectively. Their task, to organize the move-in, appeared to have some success. At the very least, weary travelers could partake of cold refreshments and treats outside the main doors. While outside was organized chaos, the dorm halls were like herding cats. A din permeated the air. Dozens of students, parents, and guardians wandered in search of rooms. Boxes and bags transformed the hallways into obstacle courses. The excitement of new memories and old friends contrasted with worried hugs and goodbyes. If nothing else, the dorms were places of beginnings and endings. What are you doing this beautiful day? Moving into the dorm? Helping new students?

Location: Liberty Park Date: July 22, 2019; 10:07 AM Star Child It was a lovely morning in Liberty Park, not yet hot enough to drive people to air conditioned environments and full of summer sunlight. Children were playing, there were teens skateboarding along the path. The athletic fields were full of people playing mid-morning matches of one sport or another. It was a perfect, peaceful Freedom City morning in July though if anyone was was used to how things could change in an instant, it was the citizens of Freedom City. There were a few scattered shouts as people sun bathing or otherwise paying attention to the sky noticed the sudden streak of light. Of course, it could be a super hero with a contrail but it just... didn't look quite right. Freedom City was used to seeing the occasional flying form in the sky. This... well, it didn't look anything like that! For one thing, it was coming straight down towards the park with a glowing red contrail. "Oh my god, its a meteor!" That's about when people started to grab things and run just in case. A few - a very few - eagle eyed individuals, watching the rock drop out of the heavens noticed that it swerved suddenly. Where it should have impacted the athletic field, right in the middle of a soccer match, it veered suddenly and sharply, landing with a splash and a column of hissing steam at the edge of Sunset Lake instead, just across the path from the shocked soccer players.

Claremont Academy Early January It wasn’t unusual for new students to arrive at the academy, powers didn’t exactly keep to school schedules, but the latest student had certainly made an impact. The young African American woman, Dana Devons, always dressed in a strange throwback style, leather jacket over a t-shirt and a skirt normally very short and a pair of solid platform boots. Her hair was shaved on one side with the mass of her hair swept over the over side covering the eye. With her deliberately punky clothes came an attitude she was surly and argumentive suggesting that she really didn’t want to be friends with anyone. Not that it didn’t stop some seeing that as a challenge...

GM January 21st, 2019, 10.16AM Claremont Library, Claremont Academy, Freedom City, NJ, USA The perfect place, to take revenge... The plan was simple, the actors known, the steps clear as the surface of the Moon. "You'll all split into groups of three, and you'll all try to put yourselves in the shoes of someone without powers or special training or technology." Jesse Perry had said, English teacher and an inadequately-disguised giant owl of a man who paced and burbled with the excitement of a flowing inner life one moment before becoming as stiff and dour as a tomb when he hit a roadblock. Right now was in the burbling phase, the tubby and lightly-bent middle-aged writer trotting and weaving deftly through the library's expansive writing desks. "Try, really try to capture what someone without your experiences or life would see if they met you. Not necessarily while fighting, just some situation where your powers or other gifts are unleashed and unmistakable." "After writing, discuss with your classmates whether what you've written is plausible and true to life. Are you trying to be frightening, mysterious, reassuring? After that, write a short scene about someone seeing one of your table-mates and their reaction." Circling back around, he pushed his glasses back up his squashed nose, wagging a finger warningly "Remember, nobody is normal, everyone is unusual and has a story to tell. This is a way for you to step back and imagine yourselves not as the main characters in your own story, but as guest stars in someone else's!" "I'll be grading the essays from yesterday in the reference section, don't be a stranger if you're having any trouble at all." With remarkable speed on someone his age and weight, Perry spun and vanished around the corner. A little slowly at first, but with steadily increasing volume and pitch the air around the desks began to vibrate with whispered conversation, scritching of pens on paper and creaking wood.

OOC for this thread. You'll never guess where Aurora, Forever Boy and Sun Dragon end up! @Curious Key @RocketLord

September 8th, Saturday, 2018, early evening The Starlight Room, Midtown, Freedom City It was with all possible grace that a green dragon as tall as an elephant flared into being. Blue-red fire snapped and hissed across its body and its two mighty wings, which it flapped once to waft out the lingering flame. This act revealed two people sheltered under its wings, one of which was a tall young man with close-cut black hair, golden eyes and livid white scars from under his eyes to his jaw. He looked quite at ease, smiling reassuringly to the shocked and frozen staff and waiting guests just recovering from the appearance of the dragon. "Good evening. Party of two, name of Leroy Ransom-Conte and Nicole Whitfield-Hall," he told the burly, Biblically-bearded old man behind the desk, his seat framed by murals of the constellations, "my dragon will not be joining us." The creature looked at him very sharply for that. Blinking once, the old man said in a deep gloomy voice "Delighted to have you, sir." The man looked up at the boy, taking in the unfamiliar sight with no little wariness. The boy was dressed in rich blue tunic, trousers and robe with silver patterns suggesting roses or possibly eyes. He also, to the faint confusion of the man behind the desk, wasn't wearing shoes or socks, instead just a pair of ornate silver sandals. "Please wait to be seated, service will be here presently." Patting the dragon on the flank, Leroy murmured "Be close, keep watch." "Gild the lily, why don't you?" the dragon said, but he was already fading into another burst of heatless fire. The entry to the Starlight Room was hundreds of feet above Freedom City, with panoramic bay windows giving a breathtaking view of the sea, the hills and forests and rivers surrounding it. Light was fading behind the mountains far in the west, a dim orange-pink line receding before a tide of blue and black and farther stars. Light pollution was as bad in Freedom as anywhere else densly populated, but out the windows and across the sprawling domed ceiling of the Starlight Room blazed countless billions of stars. They were just images on a screen, one synced with real Earth-time to show an accurate picture of what the Lenape and early colonists had seen in the sky so many centuries ago. To add to the effect, the lights were kept low and in cool blue tones. Entry into the Starlight Room proper was up a flight of broad, gentle steps marked with the phases of the Moon from full to new and through a a set of doors decorated with the Pleiades, the lights cunningly set so looking directly at them hid them from view. The foyer itself was decorated so all color seemed to be fading into the floor, the walls in black snd silver, the floor and base of various objects like the lamps, chairs and the desk colored in orange, deep purple and faint pink. Only the bright red 'EXIT' sign by the emergency starway broke from the theme. Stepping over to his fellow passenger, Leroy beamed, his voice uncharacteristically-hushed as he said "How was the teleport? Sorry to say Dio is still young, but he learns swiftly." He smiled "Certainly bests waiting in an elevator."

OOC thread for this. Salvo and Dio go ghost-hunting. @Zeitgeist Blue

Friday, October 26th 2018, concurrent with Let's Fall in Like Athletic Field The Autumn Dance was still thrumming away in the Auditorium, Astrid's raucous guitar roaring and screaming into the night, as two of Claremont Academy's magically-inclined students went out on an impromptu ghost-hunt. "I believe it to be here." Dio stabbed at the ground with his powerful tail, the junior hierophant having prowled and sniffed at the baseball diamond for a good minute after they'd arrived "But my skills for divining secret tunnels are...they're not very good." Cocking a head at Nicole Whitfield-Hall, AKA the teen runesmith Salvo, wielder of the mighty battle suit known as Bellios, the young green dragon asked "Can you see anything? You've got several different kinds of sensors, if I remember rightly. The book didn't mention anything about any security, but fair enough to guess Summers wouldn't want just anyone prying about. That at least is familiar, the obsession with secrets." Sitting on his haunches, the reptile gazed about the school grounds. "It's difficult to believe that this is Earth. It looks, feels and smells so different from the Earth I know." The Academy grounds were eerily quiet and deserted. A few lights were on in the dormitories, but most of the students were dancing or partying elsewhere. A cold, sharp wind blew in from the sea, carrying with it salt and a rattling in the branches of the towering oak trees that loomed high above the pair. In greener months, the oaks were a comforting, reliable presence. But now they stood like eruptions of bone in the harsh, distant electric lights lining the walkways.

The skulls weren't going to fit on the walls, and it wasn't Leroy's fault. "Dio! What is this, a prison?! Behold how cramped and mean our abode!" Covering the entire bed and part of the floor, the green dragon stretched luxuriously and gave no apparent reply. From behind the headboard, a long, forked red tongue flicked out, then vanished. "At least the barracks of the worlds liberated by my sisters, those had some rude charm!" Sighing a long-suffering sigh, Leroy sat down in a swirl of colored silk as his robes billowed. Surveying the shelves piled with bits and bobs, posters, maps, trophies, book stacks and carefully-positioned feather duster, Leroy ran a hand over his new hair. He still missed the masses of curls he'd grown up with, but the close-cut geometry of the Caesar was at least fun to skim your fingers over. He frowned, the pupils of his golden eyes narrowing to slits as he pondered the riddle of interior design logistics. He turned his eyes back to the lounging dragon "What if I just piled them at the foot and head of the bed, then I can just take them out when I want and during the day they can go over the covers?" "And where will I sssleep, O Dragon Prinsssce?" His face was draped behind the headboard, and a dragon's physiognomy is hard to read anyway, but Dio's voice carried the wry note of sarcasm perfectly. "Under that tree." Leroy pointed unthinkingly at the tall, spreading oak visible from the window. "Neither rain nor frost nor burning sun discomfort you, and I'm the one who needs sleep the more!" Dio started to reply, when his tongue, flicking out again, paused. It darted out again, for longer. "I sssmell sssomeone...your bunkmate, arrange yourssself!"